His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1645

There is an office and business desk in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtains on both sides are drawn, and a large amount of morning light shines in, spreading on his back, and the white shirt seems to be covered with a faint golden glow.

He turned on the computer to work remotely without even looking at it.

Qian Miao went from supporting her chin to resting her chin on her head with her hands folded, her posture became more and more lazy, but what remained unchanged was that she kept staring at him.

The two spent fifteen minutes together in silence until the doorbell rang.

He sighed softly, closed the computer, got up and went to open the door.

Her eyes followed him.

The waiter left after putting down the breakfast. The table was filled with local special breakfasts, in duplicate.

After he arranged them one by one, he pulled the position away, and finally looked at her.

Qian Miao closed her eyes, pretending not to see it.

The man's breath approached.

Just when she thought the man was about to speak, her body lightened suddenly, and he picked him up unexpectedly and came to the dining table.

He was about to let her go, but found that her arms were wrapped around his neck, not letting go.

Eyes met, no one spoke.

After a while, he frowned: "It's time to eat, ancestor."

She finally raised the corners of her lips, but didn't give away her hands. She approached his face and asked, "Master, are you still angry?"

Feng Xian turned her eyes, was silent for a while, then looked down at her again.

Seeing her smiling and cute appearance, he smiled helplessly: "I lost to you."

Since then, this "cold war" has ended in failure.

Qian Miao's feet fell to the ground lightly, but his waist was hugged, hugged and kissed.

In the morning of Biaguo, there is also a different kind of warmth.

In the afternoon, the two went out to inspect the rescue team's camp here.

The five hundred members of the Dark Alliance played a very important role, and each of them had a lot of people under them. Among them, in this city, there was a small team leading a hundred people to take charge of the rescue work, and the camp was set up in the safe zone.

They contacted one of them, who was an S-level expert in the Dark League, codenamed Black Bear.

As the name suggests, he is tall and strong, with dark skin.

Hearing that they were coming, the black bear waited early at the gate of the camp.

Seeing the two get off the car, they hurried over to greet them.

He bluntly said that he is a fan of the two. During the days when he was training in the Dark Alliance, he often went to the myth wall to see the statues of the two, taking them as an example.

Seeing the real person at this moment, it is inevitable to be excited.

"If the two of you are still in the alliance, we will definitely elect you as the leader of the alliance. It's a pity."

He said while introducing the two of them.

The people inside also stood up when they saw the two of them, some were busy getting food, some were moving stools.

"There's no need to be busy, we came here today, mainly to understand the work during this period of time, are you okay?" Qian Miao asked.

Black Bear hurriedly reported his work, and since they arrived here, he has made a simple summary of the situation every day.

After a few words, four words can be summed up: not optimistic.

Hei Xiong sighed again and again: "It seems that the Biya country cannot be saved. Although their country is small, its national conditions are not simple. There are local forces everywhere, which are difficult to control and do not cooperate with the work of the higher authorities. The members of our rescue team were regarded as enemies, and even refused the relief supplies we sent. What's more, their religious beliefs defined this catastrophe as a catastrophe, and they could only obey but not resist. In such a place, even if we put When the vaccine becomes popular, it may not be possible for anyone to get it.”