Jian'er touched her chin, looking thoughtful.

Speaking of which, there are many Arab oil fields, and there are countless oil wells. However, except for the Kuwait period, this oil well seems to have never heard of any major accidents. The "black gold" that should have been very dangerous seems to be particularly docile when staying in Arabia. Is it because these Arabs are doing a very good job in preventing work? I am afraid that it is not just this!

"Thinking of it?" Prince Abdul Alimu showed a meaningful smile.

"Doesn't it matter if you tell me this? Your noble prince." Jian'er picked up the cup in front of her, took a sip of the tea inside with a little concealment, half-drooped her eyelids to block the surging waves in her eyes, and said softly.

"Song, my dear friend, don't you really think this is a secret, right?" Prince Abdul Alimu showed an exaggerated expression. "A thing like this, if you think about it carefully, it is impossible to hide it from those interested people. The facts are also an open secret for the 'dark world'."

Jian'er raised her eyebrows gently. Since it was called an open secret, it would be okay for her to know. So Jian'er simply didn't say anything and just waited for Prince Abdul Alimu to explain the matter clearly.

"Okay, okay!" Prince Abdul Alimu raised his hand and made a surrender gesture, and muttered in a low voice, "Really, you are like that boring thunder. Don't you know that when others talk about things, you must ask questions at the right time to further arouse the speaker's desire to continue to show?"

Jian'er looked at this person with some dark lines. Please, it's like the chatterbox attribute shown. This can be said to yourself without anyone supporting him, and the effect is simply in line with the classic dialogue that Wukong said in "A Chinese Odyssey"-

"Hahahahahahaha! Have you seen it? This guy is talking about his mother-in-law and mother's chattering in a long way, just like there is a fly all day long, buzz... I'm sorry, it's not one, but a bunch of fly surrounds you, buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz... buzz! buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz!"

And if he asked at the right time as the prince said to stimulate the desire to speak, God... Jian'er couldn't help but shivered secretly. He couldn't guarantee that he would say to Wukong in the end.

"So I grabbed the fly and squeezed it into its belly and pulled out its intestines, then strangled his neck with its intestines and pulled it hard, haha! The whole tongue is stretched out! I raised my knife and fell down again! The whole world is pure. Now everyone understands why I want to kill him!"

He rubbed the standing chicken skins on his arms in secret. Jian'er said that she didn't want to be a murderer. So...

"Dear Prince Abdul Alimu, my honorable guest, do you think I am too meddling in other people's business and have given you this cup of tea, which makes you lose an opportunity to learn what it means to say long stories and what it means to choose key points? If that's the case, beauty..."

"No need to change!" Before Jian'er could call Michiko's name, Prince Abdul Alimu protected the tea in his palm like the lion protecting food, and then he opened his mouth as if he felt it was unsafe...

"Gudongdongdongdongdong..." The cup of tea was seen in the bottom of the two of them. Then he saw that the person's face suddenly turned red and his cheeks bulged, as if something was about to rush out of his body, and his mouth that was trying hard to tighten into a ball added some persuasion to this.

Please, can you be more unreliable?

"I think I really regret giving you this cup of tea!" Jian'er rubbed her forehead with a slight ache, and she found that she really didn't know what to say about this person.

As soon as Jian'er said this, Prince Abdul Alimu's eyes were "gululu" and turned around. No, no, he had just realized the benefits of that cup. He was thinking about whether he could find a way to come from this person more, how could he make this person "regret" so much? I want to make a few words of defense, but now can he? Is he willing to give up?

In the end, my face that was already red was so red that it was almost bleeding.

"Dede, please talk slowly! I have time, don't worry." Looking at Prince Abdul Alimu's pitiful look, Jian'er couldn't bear it.

"I deserve it!" Lei on the side threw out two words of coldness. At this time, the silver eyes that had always been indifferent and without any emotion were unacceptable.

Live, deserve it?!

Prince Abdul Alimu was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes. This guy actually said that he deserved it?! Prince Abdul Alimu suddenly felt like he was heartbroken. Bad friends are definitely bad friends. He is like this. This guy actually said that he deserves it. It's true that he still allows people to live happily and play happily?!

"I asked myself!" As if I had the ability to read my mind, Lei could see through Prince Abdul Alimu's thoughts at first sight. However, this man not only did not restrain himself, but instead became Bengali, and he was very likely to give up if Prince Abdul Alimu did not anger to death.

"Okay, Lei, please say less." Jian'er patted her boyfriend who was not worry-free and stopped him from adding fuel to the fire. Really, these two guys still thought that they could not be put together for a long time, otherwise they would be like this now. It's okay for her to say that her face looks quite tender, and sometimes she acts childishly, which is not inconsistent. But the person opposite... Jian'er sighed secretly. How should she describe it? Should she say that this childlike heart is still gone?

After packing up his kissing boyfriend, Jian'er then pulled out a smile that was not particularly natural and looked at Prince Abdul Alimu, "Don't worry, I just said that I have time now. After you slowly adjust yourself, how can we continue the topic just now?"

After breathing a sigh of relief, Abdul Alimu gave Jian'er a little grateful look, then closed his eyes and tried to fight against the still-surging power in his body.
Chapter completed!