Golden Greenery

"Midel, do you have any impression of the name Lindatra or Lin Chaoying?"

"No, who are they?"

"A'Diao! Where's A'Diao? Do you have any impressions?"

Midel was confused: "I... don't know, I don't seem to have any impression, but when I heard you mention this name, I trembled in my heart and felt a little sad."

"A'Diao...A'Diao...brother-in-law, who is A'Diao? Is it me?"

Zhuo Yang touched her head distressedly: "Actually, my brother-in-law doesn't know that this universe is too magical and humans are too small." He stood up and looked up at the deep sky. "But I am very sure that you and Kou Kou are lovers in the reincarnation of fate, so you must also be our sister in our two lives, our biological sister."

Medel's smile was as sweet as her name.

This conversation took place at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain more than half a year ago. Today, Medel came to visit her brother-in-law again, in London.

Midel is 22 years old this year. She is a gorgeous girl and a beauty. She is now a junior student at Trinity College in Cambridge and the devil in the college.

Mydel had always been her cousin's little crush. She wanted to learn everything Koko did, so she had long planned to go to the Kissmann Business School in Hannover after graduating from high school. His brother Jeffrey Swinburne also graduated from there.

But when they graduated from middle school three years ago, the two sisters were angry about inexplicable jealousy. Mildelle didn't want to follow her cousin's footsteps at Keesman Business School, so she pouted and went to Cambridge III, the most traditional university in the circle. one.

Mide'er's personality is much more outgoing and more public than that of Kou Kou. Within a few days, she couldn't stand the title of 'eldest sister' anymore, and she transformed into the Devil of Cambridge. It doesn’t matter which family you are, the eldest son, noble daughter, or the princess of which country, you should never dare to disobey orders.

Today, taking advantage of the opportunity to return to school during the winter vacation but before school started, Midel led classmates 20 and 30 on a chartered flight 70 kilometers south from Cambridgeshire to Selhurst Park Stadium in London.

All the handsome and beautiful classmates were very happy to see Zhuo Yang. Only Marcus Friedrich was a little worried because Mydel repeatedly threatened to ‘let my brother-in-law whip you’.

Marcus and Mydel are the same age and in the same class. They come from the German Hohenzollern family. A hundred years ago, the Hohenzollern was the royal family of Germany and Prussia, but now the throne is gone, just like the Habsburgs.

A beautiful girl like Midel doesn't have many suitors, among whom Marcus is the most persistent. But not many children from aristocratic families know how to chase girls. Two years ago, Meldel wore a new Irish style 'Stewart Parvin' sweater to show off. As a result, the mean-mouthed Marcus laughed and said it was red and green like a parrot. Medel almost cried in anger, and then she kept shouting, "I'll beat you when my brother-in-law comes."

Stupid kids are so mean-mouthed because they actually think they can attract girls' attention. No experienced scumbag would do such a thing.

"Are you Marcus from the Hohenzollern family? Come on, let's talk." He put his arms around his neck and pulled him to the side. Mydel laughed beside her.

"Hello, Baron John, it's a great pleasure..."

"Goodbye, we young people are together, talking about titles is very rotten and boring." Marcus is an earl, so Zhuoyang suffers from it.

"Okay then. Mr. Zhuoyang, it's a great honor..."

"Don't rush to build relationships yet." He spread his left hand in front of Marcus. "What's this?"

"……hand."

"anything else?"

Marcus: "..."

"This is a pianist's hand."

"oh……"

"This is also the hand of a professional athlete."

"oh……"

"But what this hand is best at is beating big-eared sticks." Zhuo Yang asked Marcus kindly: "Have you ever seen a pianist hit someone?"

"...No." Marcus' cheeks were trembling.

"I won't slap you today, it's the first time we meet. But next time I hear Mildelle complain, no matter who is right or wrong, no matter what the reason is, tsk tsk, your face is such a pity."

Marcus’s calves were weak: “Mr. Zhuo Yang,

I like...Medel...but if you do this...you will...spoil her bad. "

Zhuo Yang raised his hand and slapped Marcus with a pot sticker on the back of his head. "Fuck, you're so damn stupid." He pulled him around and looked at Mildelle over there.

"You boy, let me take a closer look. Isn't such a beautiful woman worth spoiling? You don't even have the heart to spoil her, so why are you talking about chasing girls?"

After that, another pot sticker.

Marcus, who had been trained, seemed to understand a little. Although he was still trembling as he stared at the fierce Zhuo Yang, he nodded slightly.

"Remember, Marcus, this will never happen again. I'm not kidding you." There was a trace of murderous intent in his words, and the noble young master almost peed.

Marcus Friedrich is actually quite good. No matter his family background or his own character, he has no choice. However, Zhuo Yang still shook his head and said to Mydel: "No, no, you can't even resist in front of me." I don’t even have the courage, no man, I can’t do it.”

Midel laughed so hard that she was out of breath. "Brother-in-law, looking at your fierce look just now, it's strange that Marcus isn't afraid. You have angered the Grand Duke to death and scared the Crown Prince crazy. Who among them would dare to resist you? Hahaha..."

Although the aristocratic son from a wealthy family is not bad, compared with Wang Zhe, who he considers to be an immortal and jade-like person, he has turned into a local chicken and a dog.

Only someone like Junior Brother Wang Zhe can be worthy of my sister A Diao, but in this muddy world of mortals, how can there be such a deity. I have no choice but to make do with it...

Needless to say, the enviable looks of Midel made these idiots in Manchester City so stunning. But just because the Marquise added the identity of Countess, it immediately made this group of people feel that the young model and actress in the family who had always been complacent could be sold to the mountains. . Compared to those vulgar fans, Midel's style is ridiculously high.

If he was brave enough, Leroy Sane mustered up the courage to ask Zhuo Yang: "Brother Zhuo, can I leave the phone number of your sister-in-law, Miss Midel?"

Zhuo Yang looked at him sideways: "What, you want to chase me?"

"Not sure if this is possible?"

"Yes, of course." Before Sane could be happy, Zhuo Yang added: "Midel is both my sister-in-law and my biological sister. Anyone can chase her, but if she is unhappy at all, let I understand, you have to consider whether you can bear the beating, and you'd better count how many pieces of skin you have on your body to see if they are enough for me to peel off. Have you thought about it?"

The apples of Sane's face were trembling. "Zhuo...Brother Zhuo, let me think about it again...it's okay, Brother Zhuo..."

Where there are swans, there are always toads.

In the cold and windy Selhurst Park stadium stands, twenty or thirty young and handsome men and women were all wearing Manchester City's sky blue No. 18 jersey, waving scarves and singing songs, which was particularly eye-catching.