The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 1015:

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Jun Ci entered the room and said lightly: "What can you do, you know?"

The little spy is at home, it is impossible to see so far.

"I told it."

Guru said: "It should know."

These agents are all raised by His Royal Highness. If your Royal Highness has something, why are you hiding from them?

The piano didn't sleep either. When I arrived at Junci, smelling the **** smell on Junci's body, he looked a little irritable and yelled twice.

The little spy translates: "It asks you if you are fighting outside and losing, so miserable, it can help you get revenge."

Jun Ci: "...The blood is someone else's, I won."

A dog also knows to care about her, so she was moved!

When I heard the piano, he yelled twice, and his voice became a little bit cheerful. Sitting at the piano, he actually played a good day.

Jun porcelain: "..."

With this living treasure, she suddenly felt quite happy.

She went into her room to take a shower, closed her eyes and fell silent for a while.

This incident was an accident. No one knew that such a thing would happen, so she didn't take it too seriously.

But today, she still restrained.

She didn't want to kill people very much, so she was bored when she was in StarCraft.

What's the point of struggling desperately for the empire, from birth to death, for the throne.

Now I am doing what I like to do. Today’s thing is considered to be an activity.

It was originally planned for a two-day event, so the crew naturally didn't need to go there. Junci slept late, and originally planned to wake up late, but was awakened by the doorbell.

She opened the door with some headaches. Claire was outside.

She carried something in her hand, and it smelled quite delicious.

Very familiar taste.

When Claire saw Junci, she smiled at her: "Good morning, I asked someone to buy breakfast, from Huaguo, you eat."

The breakfast she said was a well-known Chinese restaurant near Hollywood. It sells meat and buns for breakfast. The business is very good, and it's gone if you go late.

Claire asked someone to line up early, and then bought it and sent it here.

Jun Ci nodded, instead of refusing as before, let Claire walk into the room.

The piano came over to look at Claire, rounded her around twice, sticking out his tongue, very doglike.

Jun Ci glanced at it, wondering what the stupid dog was thinking.

Claire looked at the husky, chuckled lightly, knelt down and stroked the dog's fur, "You know how to raise a husky? This dog is very noisy!"

The piano squinted with enjoyment.

The evil Junci seldom touches it because it dislikes its dog hair. The instinct of a dog is to be touched by others, and the piano is no exception.

This **** **** shoveler, if it hadn't been able to do it, he wanted to change it.

The little spy was on the side, his eyes flashing red and despising the unscrupulous piano.

The buns that Claire brought were eaten by Junci in two or three bites. It is really rare to eat Huaguo food here. The taste is quite authentic. In fact, Junci has been eaten several times.

She was eating there quietly, and Claire squatted there quietly playing the piano, smiling very happily.

After the meal, Jun Ci said: "I haven't rested yet. I want to take a rest. Don't you continue to rest?"

Claire experienced something like that last night, but today he is recovering quickly.

Claire reluctantly touched the piano twice and stood up, "I will take a nap later. If you want to rest, rest. I'll go first and take a good rest."