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☆ 461. Chapter 461 Recruitment must become a scale

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Chapter 461: Recruitment, to become a large-scale

The sun shines in from the window and falls in the quiet room.

Bian Changxi fluttered her eyelashes and opened her eyes. All the memories of last night flooded into her mind. She blinked and her face turned red. Turning her head to look, she saw that her side was empty. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes fell on her left hand. The diamond ring on her ring finger sparkled, more dazzling than the sun.

Actually got married.

Really married.

And that object was not only Gu Xu of this world, he was also...

Bian Changxi spat out lightly, with shock and incredible emotions still remaining in his chest. It's like a dream.

Although it was a bit bizarre, she had to admit that this way she felt more calm and complete happiness. She no longer had any regrets or any knots in her heart. After turning around in a circle, he and she still came together.

After being dazed for a while, she looked at the time, ah, it was almost nine o'clock, and quickly got up to wash up. In the mirror, she was all white and flawless, with no flaws or marks on her delicate skin. This was all thanks to the wood system. Strong self-healing ability, otherwise I might have to wrap myself from head to toe before I can go out today.

Her face felt hot, she quickly found some clothes to put on, and walked out of the room. There was someone downstairs.

Milk was lying on the floor holding her long white hair, like a big snow ball. Lin Rongrong was teasing her. Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen and saw her and smiled and said: "Xiao Xi is awake, come and have breakfast."

Bian Zhang said Xi was surprised: "Aunt Zhao, Rongrong, why are you here?"

"Aunt Zhao is here to prepare breakfast for you. I came with you because I had nothing to do." Lin Rongrong said first, looking her up and down with lustful eyes. , "It's rare. You got up so late. Are you exhausted last night?"

Bian Changxi rolled his eyes at her and sat down at the dining table. What Aunt Zhao brought was a bowl of chicken soup, and Aunt Zhao also laughed. He couldn't see his eyes anymore: "Captain Gu told you to drink the soup. He made it with his own hands. Just by smelling it, you can tell it's a master class."

Bian Changxi felt embarrassed and complained to himself in his heart. She's not a delicate woman who fell into disgrace. A dignified sixth-level wood system still needs chicken soup to replenish it?

She tried her best to ignore the sparkling eyes of two gossipy women, one middle-aged and one young, and said calmly: "Where are the others?" "He

went out before dawn, probably out of the base." Aunt Zhao put in a good word for someone. "Don't blame him. I don't think he wants to leave on the first day of the wedding, but he needs to be busy with many things. The weather is so hot now. You see, before nine o'clock, the sun is so poisonous that people can't walk. It won't work if you don't get up early."

Naturally, Bian Changxi would not be unhappy about this kind of thing. After breakfast, they drove to the clinic, where they still had to spend the day. That's where the real business is done.

I encountered a wave of people on the road, and none of them looked like people from the base. Bian Changxi drove and asked, "Are we recruiting new people again?"