Gong Er walked in elegantly and calmly holding a stack of clothes, and smiled faintly at Iris and the other three: "You guys go out first, I'll help Comrade President take care of it."
At this point, Iris and others couldn't say anything more, so they nodded to Gong Er and left.
"Xiao Ming, please sit up."
Gong Er leaned down and put the clothes on the bedside, his tone was gentle and respectful, like a groveling little wife.
At that moment, Xiao Ming almost had an illusion and her memory was restored.
Gong Er first pulled out the intravenous needle on his hand.
She carefully peeled off the tape and pinched the needle wing with her slender fingers.
Looking at her beautiful profile, Xiao Mingyou was filled with love and couldn't help but touch her cheek with her non-injected hand: "Second, you are so kind."
Unexpectedly, his spontaneous act of intimacy aroused a very strong rebound from her.
Gong Er had already pulled out the needle and inserted it again, into the same hole that was bleeding.
Most people have never tasted this kind of taste.
Xiao Ming tasted it, and felt that his blood vessels were punctured.
He screamed in pain, and then he realized that this was not the other, and he had expressed the wrong feelings.
Iris and Ivan outside the door looked strange after hearing this, unable to imagine what the scene was like inside.
At noon, the presidential motorcade, escorted by six armed trains in front and behind, slowly entered the long tunnel of the Berlin Wall.
The originally dimly lit tunnel was decorated with two rows of colorful lights, just like a festival.
Xiao Ming and Gong Er stood side by side on the open skylight of Republic One.
He was dressed in a silver-gray uniform, masculine and handsome, and she was dressed in a white lady's dress, feminine and dignified.
Gong Er held Xiao Ming's arm intimately.
It looked like a little bird clinging to him, but in fact it was his strong support to prevent him from losing strength.
Although the beauty was by his side, Xiao Ming did not dare to have any more charming thoughts.
The needle hole in his hand was still aching.
As soon as they walked out of the city gate, colorful fireworks soared into the sky, and countless imperial men and women in heavy makeup cheered: "Xiao Ming Palace II!"
The welcome he received was beyond Xiao Ming's expectation.
It is probably because of the battle at the border post that he won the favor of the citizens of the empire.
Xiao Ming and Gong Er showed sincere smiles together and waved frequently to the welcoming crowd.
Wherever they passed, there were whistles, screams, and tsunamis.
The public waved the small national flags of the two countries.
The red x on a white background and the white y on a red background complement each other, forming a sea of red and white joy.
The end point of the presidential motorcade was the Empire State Building where Xiao Ming and his party were staying.
On the high outer wall, a giant 360-degree electronic screen was hung, displaying rows of enthusiastic slogans and festive patterns.
By now, Xiao Ming's legs were already weak and he was sweating profusely.
He only relied on Gong Er's support to hold on.
Finally arriving at the end of the field, he was relieved and whispered to Gong Er: "Second girl, thank you."
This call from Er Yatou made her feel dazed for a while, as if she remembered something, and then reminded her: "There is still a final stretch, you have to endure it."
Republic One slowly stopped in front of the main entrance paved with red carpet.
The honor guard of the three armed forces of the empire responded solemnly.
A twenty-one-gun salute was fired into the sky, and then the national anthems of the two countries were played.
Such a grand ceremony was more like a formal state visit than a private visit.
Xiao Ming thought to himself that this was because of the overall riot.
The Imperial Senate was facing a huge unknown threat, so it was natural to have good relations with its neighbors, which coincided with him.
However, there is still a problem that cannot be solved for the time being that bothers him.
Like the Republic, he does not know who among the leaders of the Empire, except Adele, is controlled by Caesar.
Amid the thunderous applause of the onlookers, Xiao Ming held Gong Er's arm, or more precisely, Gong Er supported Xiao Ming, and walked onto the red carpet leisurely.
Of course, he couldn't go any faster even if he wanted to.
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From the end of the red carpet, a man and a woman came forward.
The man was a silver-haired old man in a black robe, and the woman was a Chinese beauty in a white suit.
It was Sally, the Berlin Consul and the Ambassador of the Republic.
"Haha, Mr.
President, we meet again.
On behalf of the Fourth Reich, I welcome you."
The Berlin Consul laughed heartily, and the wrinkles on his face looked very kind.
Xiao Ming stretched out his hand, shook hands with the other party, and said polite words: "Your Majesty the Consul, your country is too polite."
"Comrade President, Madam, you have had a hard time on your journey."
Sally stepped forward with a smile like a flower.
"Comrade Ambassador, you have worked hard too."
Xiao Ming smiled brightly, but there was a shadow in his heart.
He would not forget that his daughter was cremated.
It was Sally's suggestion.
According to Ms.
B, Xiao Ming’s daughter was not dead but was swapped.
However, Sally, who was originally trustworthy, became unlovable and even a little sinister in his eyes.
The enemy is not scary, the enemy hidden around you is the most terrifying Moreover, he and Sally had an affair, even if she only regarded him as a substitute.
Fortunately, he brought Gong Er with him this time, so he could avoid meeting Sally alone.
Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee whether he would reveal any flaws: