"She is still young, and the time has not yet come." Mo Duoli looked at her beautiful hands intentionally or unintentionally, admiring the beautiful snowflake nails she had just applied, her tone was sincere. But then, she uttered a harsh word: "But

A phoenix is ​​a phoenix after all, unlike a sparrow. No matter how dressed up, it is still a house sparrow. Fortunately, it has such a bit of blood, but it is also a hybrid." Before she finished speaking, Mo Doli swallowed the word "species". Mo Doli cleared her mind.

The voice continued, "He is also a gangster."

"You girl, you have such a venomous mouth. Just because of something like that, you still won't forgive me." Hua Po laughed at Mo Dolly.

"I can't spare her!" Mo Doli squeezed out a few words between her teeth. No matter how good a woman is, she is still a woman, and sometimes her mind is as big as a needle's nose. I think back when Mo Doli was promoted to the deputy director-general of the Etiquette Department.

, Hua Po fought against all the opinions, and no one dared to speak out. But there was only one person, Hu Meier. At that time, she heard that there was a vacancy in the Deputy Director General of the Etiquette Department, so she came to Hua Po. Hua Po was free.

Although he blocked her words with a few words, she refused to give in and attended the selection meeting for the deputy director-general to save her face.

Normally, a wife of the head of state would not care so much about an official position, and Hu Meier is not a person who likes to work too much, but she worked hard during that selection. During that period, she pointed out several times that Mo Duoli was not suitable for this position.

One person was selected, and she tried her best to agree with several other ministers who had objections, but the final result was still the same. After that incident, Mo Duoli and Hu Meier had a close relationship. The appearance of the etiquette department seemed gaudy and garish.

, but this is not the case.

They have the largest number of pyromancers outside the Military and Administrative Department. They are the three types of psykers with special physiques that Fanyin mentioned before when he and Leng Che were studying spiritual methods: water, fire, and thunder. And this is fire.

The one with the most direct attack power and the largest number of people is the Pyromancer.

"Fifth is not about being young." Hua Po said slowly, Mo Doli looked at her, "It's just that her expression has faded." Mo Doli then looked at Fanyin.

Fanyin paid little attention to her surroundings on such occasions, and it was inconvenient to pay much attention to other people's chatter. However, the meaningful look in her eyes still caught her attention. Fanyin turned to look at Mo Duoli, and Hua Po was already talking to her at the side.

Someone else spoke. The two of them looked at each other, feeling a little unfamiliar and embarrassed. Fanyin nodded politely to Mo Doli, showing respect. Mo Doli returned the greeting and then turned her eyes elsewhere, and Fanyin stopped looking at her.

All the guests arrived and took their seats. Ji Zhong stood up in the center of the guest of honor seat and congratulated the New Year like a warm winter sun. Everyone congratulated them together. As soon as he finished speaking, all kinds of delicacies instantly spread across the entire dining table. A variety of delicacies, both land and water.

, kiwi-flavored vegetables, and drops of mellow-flavored water drinks, no one will be tempted by the smell. Chopsticks, spoons, knives and forks are squeaking, who cares about sitting upright and reserved just now, and has long since drank a glass of green fruit wine.

Let people open their hearts, let alone it is not the only one in front of them.

Everyone had a good time eating and drinking, and then there was a dance. The hall was spacious in the middle. The king and his wife started with a dance, and then people relaxed and started singing. At this time, both men and women can compete to invite their favorites.

dance partner.

The first person invited to dance by the Military and Political Department was Yan Tong, and the other person was Xuanhua, the head of the first branch of the Etiquette Department. Xuanhua is twenty-seven years old, two years younger than Mo Doli, and has been following Mo Doli since she came to the Etiquette Department.

, is a close confidant promoted by Mo Doli. She was just appointed as a minister this year, and this is the first time she attends this kind of dinner. She has long told Mo Doli that she likes Yan Tong, but out of shyness, she often

I don't dare to take the initiative to talk to Yan Tong when the occasion arises.

At first, Mo Duoli had some scruples about letting Xuanhua serve as the head of the first branch. After all, Xuanhua was still young and had an introverted and reserved personality. When she didn't speak, she just looked like a girl next door. Her big, watery eyes were simple and clean.

Just when Mo Duoli hesitated and asked Hua Po for her opinion, Hua Po said that he would not ask her future opinions. Whether it was right or wrong was not that important. The future general manager of the Etiquette Department would be Mo Doli, and women gathered together.

There are too many right and wrongs, let her experience them herself.

Mo Duoli appointed Xuan Hua as the minister of the first branch. In fact, Xuan Hua was very good in fire magic, so she deserved to be the minister. At this dinner, she mustered up the courage to get up and invite Yan Tong first, because if

If she didn't take the initiative, Yan Tong wouldn't notice her. Mo Duoli watched from the table with a hint of amusement in the corner of her eyes.

Yan Tong was invited, politely stood up, and danced with Xuan Hua. He had almost no impression of this girl before, except that he was the newly promoted minister of the etiquette department this year. You know, if a man can be actively invited by someone from the etiquette department, that is

What a great honor, so many envious and jealous eyes! Chi Lu sat aside and muttered: "Hey, Yan Tong is quite lucky to be invited so quickly."

"Yeah." Fanyin nodded and ate the potatoes on the plate.

"Hey, boss, tell me, Yan Tong and I look similar. Maybe someone will invite me later. Do you think I should go? I can't go this year!" Before he finished speaking, Chi Lu

He lowered his head and secretly became happy.

Fanyin glanced at Chilu worriedly and said, "I advise you to take the initiative this year, otherwise all the girls will be invited."

Chilu kept being silly and happy, obviously not listening to what Fanyin said. Fanyin continued:

"You are different from Yan Tong. Yan Tong is much more handsome than you." Sanskrit said with a lot of heart.

"Hey, no, boss, whose family are you? Yan Tong's boss is the head of the department. Why are you just bragging here? Shouldn't you be praising me!"

"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Fanyin continued to eat.

"No, boss, I'm talking to you, can you be more serious and stop eating!"

"Say." Fanyin mumbled seriously while chewing the potatoes in his mouth.

"Boss, I've discovered it a long time ago. You can't be like this." Chi Lu deliberately lowered his voice.

"What's wrong with me?"

"After all, you are different from other girls! You can't be as superficial as them!"

"How to say?"

"When you first arrived at the Military and Political Department, you looked at Leng Yi with gleaming eyes, and now you say that Yan Tong is more handsome than me! You can't do this! We are brothers!"

"Ah?" Fanyin's faces suddenly pulled together.

"No! We are brothers! No, no, I mean we are biological brothers!"

"ah!"

"Ah what! That's pretty much what it means! We are brothers! I still like to talk about brothers! It sounds so happy to hear that, right?" Chi Lu giggled.

"Whatever you like."

"What do you mean it's whatever I like!" Chi Lu said unhappy, as if he was losing his temper again.

"We are brothers, we are brothers."

"Right!" Chi Lu was very coaxing, "Then, besides Leng Yi and Yan Tong, who else in our military and political department is the most handsome!"

"No more." Sanskrit blurted out without thinking.
Chapter completed!