Bo Jichen put the pole on the shelves, slapped his thigh, and scolded: "Agarez, have you promised Your Majesty that he would not divorce the princess? Why are you still thinking about the divorce every day?"

After Bo Jichen scolded him, he became heartbroken: "What is my education wrong? As a soldier, you are loyal to your own country and your own country, but as a husband, you are so irresponsible."

"Because of your irresponsibility, the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and your subordinates are learning from you, and learning is irresponsible. My poor good baby, it's because of you, you are about to be the second marriage. Is it reasonable? Is it reasonable?"

Agarez's face did not change. He tapped his left index finger on the back of his right hand, silently speeding up the tapping movement. His body slanted slightly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Si: "Miss Ajahn, is it my wife who tells you that I am still thinking about divorceing her every day?"

"No?" Jiang Si blinked her big and round eyes, and secretly complained to Bo Jichen with an innocent face: "During military training, in order to divorce her, you played against me, hit me, kicked me, and humiliated me, just to win, let me persuade her to divorce you? Did my memory degenerate and remember it wrong?"

Agares was open and serious: "No, you remember correctly. I also prepared durian. I turned around and thought that my wife was going to do something wrong, so I let her kneel down."

Ginger: “………”

Why is the style of painting becoming more and more weird?

Is he saying something?

What is he connoting?

Didn’t he take off his brother-in-law’s vest?

"Puff!" Bo Jichen laughed and said, "Yes, if you do something wrong, you have to kneel down to durian. Anyway, durian does not damage your mental power or physical fitness, but it can also be punished in a real way."

"As the saying goes, there is not much harm, it is very strong to humiliate, and it is suitable for both young and old. After kneeling, you can still stew chicken with durian shells and stew chicken with durian meat. You can kill two birds with one stone. Agarez, this is good, absolutely good."

Cheap daughter kneels on durian!

It's simply awesome.

It's amazing.

Very good.

Ginger: “………”

The style of painting is getting worse and worse.

What was wrong made Jiang Sixin jump up.

Is a cheap husband trying?

Saving the country on the curve?

Openly making the silence of the dust.

Actually, was it to tear her?

It’s not that straight men have no emotional intelligence, even their intestines are straight.

Why do you vaguely realize that your cheap husband is a bad guy?

Agareth's mouth curled up in a slight arc: "The teacher can agree so much. It seems that the teacher tried it well when he was having dinner with my wife in the palace. Miss Ajahn, what do you think?"

"I said?" Jiang Si pointed to herself, and reacted very quickly: "I... how did I know that I have never been to the palace, and I don't know that I have been kneeling in durian."

The Bogou Thief didn't say he was blocked.

Can't he see her account?

How did he know that Bogou thief was kneeling on durian?

Could it be that she used someone else's account to view the pictures sent by her "Zombies are not corpses" account?

The only detail of the picture from the nine-grid picture of the picture of the durian kneeling on the knees of the durian?

Bo Jichen breathed a deep breath and refused to admit it for his own sake: "Agarez, I have eaten stewed chicken with durian, but... I have never tried the taste of kneeling durian, so you asked the wrong person."

Agarez raised his brow, lit up his brain, and projected a photo of him wearing black military pants and kneeling on the durian.

"Is that so? I thought my wife, who was a guest in the palace two days ago, was invited by my wife. Apart from His Majesty and Empress, only teacher, but she was not a teacher, but someone else, which unexpectedly happened."

Bo Jichen: "………”

A villain.

No need to slap the details in the face so much.

It is already embarrassing to kneel down to durian.

I have to take it out.

Frying on both sides is really too much.

Jiang Si was like Bo Jichen's giggle when he heard her cheap husband ask her to kneel down to durian before, and pointed to the projected photo and said with a slight sneer: "Baba, the person who kneels is really not you. If it were you, you admit it, I won't laugh at you. You must be for your true love, right?"

Bo Jichen: "………”

The evil disciple and the black-hearted little cotton jacket are seamlessly connected.

You say everything I say.

He stabbed his heart and stabbed it into the heart.

It reminded him of the shame of being cheated and kneeling on durian.

It's simply unforgivable!

Bo Jichen grinded his back teeth: "Of course it's not me, daughter, do you know who I love the most? If I really kneel down to durian for the sake of my beloved, I will definitely admit it, right?"

His favorite is His Majesty's brother.

Jiang Si suddenly turned her head and looked at Agarez: "Your Highness, Baba said it wasn't him, surely it wasn't him, he wouldn't lie. We must believe him. After all, he is an elder. If you know that lying, your nose will grow longer."

Bo Jichen: "..."

childish.

Her nose will grow longer.

Black-hearted cotton jacket.

Lie Sperm!

Agarez said: "Miss Ajahn is that although the teacher is sometimes a little cunning and smarter than ordinary people, the teacher is an open and honest person. Since he says no, that's not."

Bo Jichen: "..."

I really thank both of them.

It's very tacit understanding when they get together.

Sure enough, I couldn't help but feel my mother.

Women don’t stay at home if they are old.

One of them secretly covered his vest the previous second, and the next second he followed her husband to share the same hatred for the enemy.

A man who doesn’t even know what his wife looks like, but when he cooperates, it hurts people’s hearts.

Bo Jichen gave up treatment and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'm old and I feel dizzy at any time. I have to lie in the treatment cabin for a while."

"Teacher." Agarez removed the projection of the light brain and opened his mouth to stop Bo Jichen's move: "I have another question to ask you."

Bo Jichen, who was about to stand up, sat down again: "You ask!"

Jiang Si heard that there was something wrong.

Fortunately, I was still trying to secretly eat melons while covering my vest.

He took out two strings of pickles from the space button, handed them to Chuxi, and ate them by himself, just like a crowd eating melons.

Chu Xi felt that she was hit by the goddess of luck today. The 7th-level plant therapist not only gave him the fruit with mental power in front of him, but also gave it to him as if he was not worth it.

Agareth's eyes fell on his light brain, his voice as the most precise mechanical sound, rigid and emotional: "I asked my wife to get up at 5:30 this morning, and she was still in the palace, in your palace."

"At 5:32, my wife asked you to come and talk to me. You hang up the communication with me on the pretext that you are in poor health and need to lie in the treatment cabin. So the problem is, from Capital Star to Cold Star, the fastest route takes 6 and a half hours, and the latest is 10 hours, and it takes 7 and a half hours to 8 hours without being anxious or slow."
Chapter completed!