Spoil You All Your Life

("Which one? I happened to play a gunfighting online game. Maybe we played the same one." Mo Zimu puts on Shi Zixian's words'inspiringly'.)

Shi Zixian moved his gaze from the book to Mo Zimu's face, smiled, as if to think inadvertently, "When you say this, I really want to be impressed. It seems that you really played that game in the national costume, called 'Battlefield Elite'."

boom!

Mo Zimu was struck by lightning!

Stunned for three seconds, Mo Zimu strongly pressed his temper and came out with Zixian, "You didn't play the national costume?"

"There are numbers, very little play."

The string in Mo Zimu's heart became tighter and tighter, "What is your national server called Game ID?"

Shi Zixian chuckled, "I don't want to mention the number I don't play often."

"Let's talk about it, maybe, we have met before." Mo Zimu looked at Shi Zixian with his heart hanging.

"Comrade Mo Zimu, should you report your home when you are inquiring about others? What is your name in the'battlefield elite'?"

Mo Zimu became alert. It seems that Zixian doesn't know her game id. If he is'Young Master Shi Wushuang', then he knows the bet between Lily and her. Once she tells him her game id , He will definitely know that she wants to chase him.

omg! She chasing Zixian? !

Mo Zimu felt like he was going to be burned instantly, wouldn't it, she chased Zixian? !

Mo Zimu chuckled, "Hehe, I'm a rookie, nameless. If you tell you you won't know me, I won't say it ashamed. Tell me about you, you are a professional soldier, how about such a game? Not just for fun."

With that, Mo Zimu paid special attention to Shi Zixian's expression, "I see, you may be the top **** in our national service."

"What does the great **** mean?" Shi Zixian looked at Mo Zimu unclearly.

"Great God... Great God is a very powerful master. With your skill, I think you are likely to be the number one in our national server ko list-Young Master Shi Wushuang. Right?"

"Haha." Shi Zixian smiled faintly and softly, "I never pay attention to the game charts. I don't understand what you are talking about."

Mo Zimu jumped in front of Shi Zixian, bent over and looked into his eyes, "Then, is your game id of the Goblin British suit called'Master Shi Wushuang'?"

Shi Zixian smiled like an ordinary, "You didn't say what your name is, you want to play with me?"

"Is it? Isn't it?" Mo Zimu grabbed Shi Zixian's shoulders with both hands and shook him, "You said, are you'Prince Shi Wushuang'?"

"Ha ha."

Shi Zixian smiled and grabbed Mo Zimu's hand, looked at her, raised his eyebrows, "You want to know if'Master Shi Wushuang' is me, something?"

Suddenly, Mo Zimu's hand paused, and quickly put it down, concealing what was said in his heart by Shi Zixian, denying it, "No, I just want to know if you are the top **** "Prince Wushuang"."

"Hehe, I'll just say when you tell me your name."

Mo Zimu wailed inwardly, if she could tell, would she still hold back!

"Say?"

"Did not say."

Mo Zimu directly rejected Shi Zixian, and when he walked to the desk, he tried to suppress his fright and sat in an office chair, looking at the icon of the "battlefield elite British suit" on the computer desktop, Zixian? Young Master Shi Wushuang? is it possible? It seems possible, it seems impossible? Although Jun Shao's technology is worthy of trust, the person involved did not admit it and could not determine his identity. How can he be completely certain whether Zixian is a "Gong Zi Shi Wushuang"?

Just thinking about it, Mo Zimu didn't notice that Shi Zixian on the sofa next to her gave her an inscrutable smile after a glance.

Immediately, the phone on Mo Zimu's desk rang.

"Hello, Mo Zimu."

"Sister Mu, it's me." Su Junmo's voice was obviously excited.

Mo Zimu changed his tone of work, "What's the matter?"

"Listen to McDull, who is the great **** in our company?"

"Are you free to gossip now?"

Su Junmo choked, Sister Mu seemed to be in a bad mood, so she quickly escaped.

"Uh, I am very busy and hung up."

Mo Zimu's phone just rang, and it rang again.

"Mo Zimu."

"Boss, McDull said that the great **** appeared in our company, which one?"

Mo Zimu said calmly, "There is very little work in the photography center today?"

Fat Blue hurriedly replied, "A lot, boss, I'll go to work right away."

Hanging up the phone call with Fat Lan, Mo Zimu temporarily set aside the matter of "The Young Master Shi Wushuang". There were only three things she needed to deal with immediately in the work at hand. She had to hurry up.

Seeing Mo Zimu quickly enter the work situation, Shi Zixian smiled deeper, and the little thing has grown up and has learned to quickly adjust and change his identity.

At twelve o'clock at noon, there was a revolution in Mo Zimu's Five Zang Temple, and he screamed.

"Stop calling, it will be fine in five minutes."

Hearing Mo Zimu's muttering voice, Shi Zixian smiled and put the book back on the shelf.

"OK! Finally done."

Mo Zimu raised his head and looked at Shi Zixian who was smiling at her, "I'm so hungry, let's eat."

As a result, Shi Zixian opened the door of the room, and the people standing outside the door could play two football matches. When Mo Zimu appeared, they shouted together.

"Sister Mu! Sister Mu!"

Mo Zimu's forehead seemed to be pressed by a dark cloud, while Shi Zixian had a relaxed and cozy expression, and the corners of his mouth were always smiling, charming and friendly.

Mo Zimu was about to deny that Shi Zixian was not her'husband', Su Junmo smiled and nodded towards Mo Zimu, and shouted'Sister Mu' even if he had said hello and squeezed into Next to Shizixian, he said flatteringly, "Major General, who has been admiring his name for a long time. When I saw it today, it really was-extraordinary."

"Hello there."

Shi Zixian stretched out his right hand gracefully and shook hands with Su Junmo.

"Major General."

Hermione squatted to Su Junmo's side, and the smile on her face made Mo Zimu want to take pictures of her, idiot!

"Hello there."

Shi Zixian also stretched out her hand to Hermione, easy-going and unassuming.

Suddenly, the door of Mo Zimu became a meeting between Shi Zixian and his colleagues, and a swarm of them all rushed to the door of Mo Zimu's office.

Mo Zimu was squeezed into the office by the crowd, looking at the ‘flattering’ to Shi Zixian, she was injured internally, demons, a group of traitors!

Finally, Mo Zimu spoke loudly, "I counted three times. The'Little Traitor who is not afraid of death' will continue to make me nymphomaniac in the'Afghanistan-Taliban'.'Fear of death', hurry up to eat. Three. two......"

Before "Yi" came out, everyone at the door of Mo Zimu's office made a "birds and beasts scattered", and the noisy space was clean.

Mo Zimu raised his eyebrows and looked at a few people who were particularly not afraid of death, Mozi, Fat Blue, and McDull, Doudou, and Daan who were not allowed to leave by Fat Blue.

"Oh, brothers, courage is commendable!"

Su Junmo received the gaze from Mo Zimu, his neck was suffocated, and he looked at Shi Zixian, "Major General, you have to be the master for us. Uncle of the People's Liberation Army was aiming to liberate the hardworking people back then. Take a look. Look, it’s not easy for our leader to survive under her for so many years. That is to say, our little slaves who are not afraid of death, especially able to endure hardships, and especially able to fight, can stand in the'Afghan-Taliban 'This tells you about the situation of the Syrian army and civilians. Those who are unable to fight will be withdrawn early. For the sake of our courage to resist Sister Mu, you are welcome at noon today?"

Mo Zimu nodded his head and approached Su Junmo, with a frivolous voice, "Today I know that in the hearts of you, I am the female version of Bin Laden and Saddam. ,'Gaddafi', eh?"

Fatty Lan and McDull immediately rebelled and stood beside Mo Zimu and hurriedly expressed their determination, "Boss, it's not me, but Mozi. In my heart, you are as beautiful as a fairy, and your heart is like a peach."

Daan and Doudou also rushed to Mo Zimu's side, omg! It would be miserable to offend Sister Mu!

Shi Zixian smiled and said to Su Junmo, "I think you will go over, otherwise, your time in'Ethelbia' may be extended by another week."

The first time he entered, he noticed that Mo Zimu's company didn't have a name tag on the office door. He was very happy when he saw her "Afghanistan-Taliban". This little bully, the witch's nature really can't change.

Su Junmo suddenly realized, his wallet!

"General, minister, rebellion! The purse can't withstand the bombing of'Ethelbia'."

Su Jun walked to the side of Mo Zimu, "Sister Mu! I was wrong!"

Mo Zimu smiled cutely, "It's okay, you know, I never hold grudges, I usually report grudges on the spot. You, deal with the rest of the aftermath of the marriage ceremony between Shizidu and Yao Tiantian, and I will go on vacation until next Monday. "

"Sister Mu——"

Su Junmo looked sadly at Mo Zimu, who flicked his hair arrogantly and went to eat. Would you like to be so cruel!

After lunch, Mo Zimu returned to the office, while Shi Zixian drove back to the General Building.

During lunch break.

"Fat Blue, come to my office."

Mo Zimu called the company's internal line, and she already knew how to be absolutely sure whether Zixian was a "Prince Wushuang"!

"almost there."

When Ma Zhao arrived at Mo Zimu's office, Su Junmo and Hermione also walked in.

"Boss, what's your order?"

Mo Zimu got up from his seat and looked at Ma Zhao, "Can you find the record of my computer running between 9 am and 11:30 this morning? What website did you log on, what games did you run, and what did you do? Matter, can the source code be found accurately?"

Ma Zhao nodded, "I have a software, it's not difficult."

"Are you in the company?"

"in."

"Do it now."

"Yes."

Su Junmo habitually sat down on Mo Zimu's desk and looked at her, "Hey, have you found out who that great **** is?"

"When Fat Blue finishes checking my computer and tells you."

Five minutes later, Ma Zhao brought the software and began to check the morning operation records of Mo Zimu's computer.

"Hey, Sister Mu, have you downloaded the British server of'Battlefield Elite'?"

Mo Zimu was making bitter coffee for himself, and replied, "It's not me who is playing."

She only installed the national uniform of the "battlefield elite" in the computer, and, in order to avoid being unbearable while working, she hides the game. When she is not really free, she will not play in the office. This is also a substring He did not find the reason why the game was installed on her computer.

"What do you three drink?" Mo Zimu asked.

"A glass of ice water."

"me too."

"Me-too."

The four people in Mo Zimu's office first went around the marriage ceremony between Shizidu and Yao Tiantian, chatting with you one by one, and then guessing who the "Prince Shi Wushuang" would be.

Suddenly, Fat Blue exclaimed.

"Sister Mu!"

Mo Zimu took the coffee and walked over, "What's the matter?"

"The source code shows that at 11:01 on your computer, an account called'Gong Zi Shi Wushuang' logged into the British server version of the'Battlefield Elite' game, and it ran for about half an hour."

Su Junmo and Hermione are staying, Sister Mu? "Prince Shi Wushuang"?

For an instant, Mo Zimu was startled.

An id of ‘Battlefield Elite’ can be logged on to a global server, and the same name is not allowed, then the Young Master Shi Wushuang is absolutely--

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