Hemmer had never been so embarrassed in his life. He turned around and was about to catch the culprit. Unexpectedly, Evans had the foresight to jump into the car and patted his shoulder in front of him: "Hurry, airport!"
The driver actually wanted to stay and watch the marshal go berserk, but unfortunately the man behind him was also a wolf master. He shivered with fright, increased his power, kicked the accelerator, and rushed out.
In the middle of the night, if it weren't for the fact that there were no other buildings around the Marshal's Mansion, just the sound of the accelerator would be enough to "disturbing the residents"!
Helmer looked at the car driving farther and farther with an expression that flickered between bright and dark. For a long time, he gently closed his eyes.
Behind him, Frei had already approached carefully: "Miss Leng has returned to the room, are you ready to rest too?"
"How is she?" Rubbing his temples, thinking of her almost seductively red face just now, Hemo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He was not entirely sure what was wrong at the moment, but he could say in front of Evans, "Let everything take its course, and don't remember the hatred too deeply. When the matter is over, return home as soon as possible. It's not worth ruining your life for others." He really didn't believe that she would be really drunk when she said this.
"Fortunately, my temper has become so docile." She was really docile. No matter what he said, Leng Yiyao nodded and said yes. He had never seen her be such a little white rabbit before, which made him feel a little guilty. After all, he and Evans teamed up to get her drunk.
"Meek?" Hemo paused with his fingertips and looked at him strangely, "What did you say to her?"
Frey touched his face and felt that there should be nothing on his face, but why did the marshal's eyes look a little strange? "It's nothing, just some trivial things, toiletries and the like." No woman has ever stayed overnight in the Marshal's Mansion. Everything was originally placed in the guest room. There were no pajamas and supplies for women. It was just like this. I said, if you need anything, you can call the internal line and let the duty room be at your doorstep.
"Which room did you take her to?" Hemo lowered his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the house.
"It's the one on the far side of the second floor." Frey followed closely, but found that no matter how fast he accelerated, he couldn't keep up with the marshal's pace, so he had to jog all the way.
"Dong dong dong" -
As soon as Leng Yiyao came out of the bathroom, she heard a series of knocks on the door, which sounded like they were in a hurry.
She lowered her head and took a look at her clothes. All her original coats were thrown into the washing machine, and she only put on a bathrobe. However, from the sound of the knock on the door, it seemed that it was not Hemer's character.
"Wait a moment." She wrapped her wet hair and went to open the door wearing slippers.
As soon as the door opened, people on both sides were stunned.
Frey rushed to Hemo and knocked on the door for him. Who knew that when he opened the door, it turned out to be a picture of a beautiful woman taking a bath!
The key is that the other party casually put on a white bathrobe, and there were still drops of water on his collarbone.
The white towel wrapped her hair together, exposing her long and slender neck. The drop of water followed her fever all the way down, crossed her collarbone, and slowly snaked until it submerged into an invisible place below...
His face suddenly turned red, and his heartbeat was so frightened that his first reaction was to turn away, cover his eyes, and grit his teeth.
What, what should I do
Will the marshal beat him to death
But he, he didn’t mean it
How did he know that Miss Leng was obviously drunk, but she still insisted on taking a bath at this time
Besides, she, how could she come here and open the door dressed like this
Helmer's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a piece of hot ice and fire conflicting and colliding in the dark pupils. He just looked at Leng Yiyao standing in front of the door with an expressionless face. From her fever, to her collarbone, to her waist that was so slender that it could be grasped with one hand, and finally, down to her flawless white jade pair. legs.
It is well-proportioned and graceful, without a trace of fat, as if it was carved by the gods with a knife and a pen.
After hearing his heart tremble violently, he slowly regained his composure. Then, he took off his coat and put it on her body: "Can we chat?"
Leng Yiyao raised her head and looked at him for a moment.
This man's expression has almost remained unchanged from when he opened the door to now. No matter how windy or rainy you are, I will remain unmoved. It's probably people like him he's talking about.
However, when she glanced at Frey next to him, he was shaking with his shoulders locked. She couldn't help but look down at her bathrobe. To be honest, it is knee-length, and it is a long-sleeved robe. Except for the slightly V-shaped neckline, it is not much different from the clothes that ordinary people wear when going out on the street. What stimulation did he receive to make him look like the world is about to end
"Please come in." In contrast, Hemo's performance made Leng Yiyao extremely satisfied. She turned sideways and gave way to the door without any hesitation.
But if there is a third person at the scene, seeing the current scene, Frey will only think that there is no problem at all. As an unmarried girl in Yunying, and in a country like the Empire where men and women are different, to be honest, This reaction of hers is truly bizarre.
When Hemo passed her, he paused on his toes for a moment, and then he casually chose a lounge chair on the windowsill and sat down.
"You're not coming in?" Leng Yiyao looked at Frey strangely. Didn't he always follow Hemo wherever he went? Why don't you go in now
"I, I have something else to do, so I won't go in." Frey's voice trembled, and he turned his face almost subconsciously and returned to the original path. Just kidding, the marshal clearly wanted to talk to her privately, so why did he run over there? As a telephone pole? Besides, how could he dare to be in the same room with her in such a "disclothed" state? Do you want to die suddenly in your room tonight? Although his mind isn't as fast as Evans', at least he's not stupid, right
Leng Yiyao just watched helplessly as Frey rushed out as if fleeing for safety and walked back to her room. Her first reaction was that this guy must have been drunk tonight
"Would you like some tea?" Before taking a bath, she boiled some water because she was thirsty. The tea was ready-made and she was planning to make it. Seeing Hemo sitting there, she asked meaningfully.
"Okay." He said calmly, as if he was in no hurry to get to the point.
So, for a while, she stood in front of the small water table making tea, while he sat on the balcony chair and watched.
It was clear that neither of them spoke, but the atmosphere was not tense at all.
It wasn't until she brought both cups of tea to the balcony and placed them on the coffee table that she smiled faintly and said, "I'm going to blow my hair, just a moment."
It didn't matter that she couldn't change her clothes for the time being, but if her wet hair was left to dry for a few minutes in the cold night, she would immediately catch a cold tomorrow. She was really impressed by her delicate body.
"You can do it yourself." Hemo picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip. The tea was still the same tea, but the tea she brewed seemed different from hers and Evans's. There is a touch of sweetness and bitterness in the clarity, but the sweetness is sweet. There is nothing special about the water. It is pure water, not special snow water or spring water, but why is it different
Probably because she was getting ready to go to sleep, the lights in her room were not fully turned on. Most of the corner lamps and wall lamps used dim yellow light that did not affect her vision. At this moment, the figure who turned her head to blow dry her hair looked particularly confused. people.
The slender waist is slightly bent, as if for the convenience of drying hair, but from this angle, it is clear that there is no edge at all. His mind subconsciously recalled the three minutes she had spent on the lawn.
Every time, when Evans was about to approach her, she would easily dodge him. Her body was turned sideways at an incredible angle, but no discomfort could be seen on her face.
The black silk scarf covered her eyes, which clearly restricted her sight, but her actions seemed to be imprinted in her bones, and she could change them at any time and at any time.
Strength and softness at the same time!
This was his only sense of the match she just had.
However, as a woman, she dared to confront Evans head-on. The key is, she also won...
His eyes followed her waist and landed on her pink cheeks.
Still blushing, like big clumps of peonies vying to bloom.
When the tea was just delivered, he was so close that he could clearly smell the aroma of wine in her mouth.
So, are you really drunk
When Leng Yiyao blew her hair dry and let it down, the tea in Hemo's cup was already half full.
She raised her head and smiled softly at him: "Marshal came to see me so late. What's wrong?"
As the saying goes, no matter what happens, don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall.
Although she was staying there, it was not suitable to be alone in the middle of the night. That is to say, she has a big heart and doesn't care about such trivial matters.
She sat on the recliner in front of Helmer, picked up the teacup in her right hand, and sipped it slightly. Astringent, moist, bitter, sweet... . It was a very contradictory taste, but it made her want to stop. Such good tea must have been offered as an offering. She has been in the empire for so long, and she has only had it at the Marshal's Mansion.
"Leng Yiyi has not left the capital, did you know?" He put down the tea cup and met her eyes. At this moment, the moon reflected her eyes, which were calm and composed, seeming to be incompatible with all the glitz. She was so beautiful that he His heart finally calmed down, and he couldn't help but draw a curve on his lips.
Her sister who cut her face and was so frightened that she immediately went to the doctor
Leng Yiyao blinked, thinking that this girl's perseverance finally exceeded her expectations. She thought that after she turned around and called her cheap daddy to complain, he would rush back to find the best doctor and use the best medicine, wishing he could be thousands of miles away from her.
"I don't know. But if she stays here, it won't have any impact on me." How thick-skinned do you have to be to dare to block her again in Shengde? The key is, with her little courage, she doesn't dare to appear randomly again.
"The Leng family also has assets in the capital, why don't you start from here?" As far as he knew, all her current expenses were transferred to one card by Leng Weiran, and she could use them as she pleased. He directly slashed Leng Yiyi's face with a fruit knife. Not only did he hit Leng Yiyi, but he also slapped Leng Weiran's face alive. Since she was planning to acquire 40% of the Leng Group's equity, she could obviously take action first in the capital, so why did she have to quarrel with her family instead
In his impression, she was not such a person who sacrificed the near and sought the distant.
Feelings: You know what I did in the cabin, but you still insist on telling me? Leng Yiyao hugged her arms and couldn't help but puff her mouth. With that look, she was clearly a pink baby that hadn't grown yet. "Why should I give them the opportunity to take the moral high ground? They gave it to me 'willingly' and annexed the assets for the equity transfer. If I tell the truth, even if I take the equity, I will be suppressed by public opinion." She is not stupid. , I did it myself, and even though I was hurt, I still don’t have a good reputation.
Leng Weiran wanted to find out about the Marshal's whereabouts. Now he wanted to die in his stomach. How could he dare to tell others that she was using this to blackmail him
Even Leng Chao can only accept his fate. At least, she left him 60% of the inheritance rights. Either the fish will die or the net will be broken, or the body will be cut off to repay. For her, there is no third way to choose.
Humer suddenly discovered her true plan from her lazy voice.
Once and for all!
It was precisely for this purpose that I was willing to take action with Evans just now.
Although it was only a team of people transferred from him, in the eyes of outsiders, whoever walked out of his mansion completely represented his attitude.
She said that power is overwhelming, but she was really planning to use his power to intimidate everyone in the Leng family.
Is there really such a kind of father-daughter relationship in the world
He suddenly remembered that when he was in D City, Frey had also produced an investigation report about Leng Yiyao. It was obvious that the neglected little daughter was at most a little resentful of her father's favoritism, but why did she do this? step? Moreover, the competition just now...
"What kind of fighting skills are you practicing?" Evans has been practicing in the military since he was a child. He has experienced all kinds of boxing skills and training, and has encountered many masters. But just now, except for the first minute, there was a trace of The room for action, in the last two minutes, is almost only for getting beaten. As a businessman's daughter, where did she get the opportunity to acquire such unique skills
Leng Yiyao's eyes suddenly turned cold. The smoke from the tea slowly moistened her eyes, as if a layer of fog had been cast over her. She squinted her eyes and seemed to be smiling, but that smile was so cold that it made her feel cold. It makes people feel cold when touched.
"It's not a skill, it's just a wild way." If the instructor who taught her martial arts heard these words, she would be so angry that she would work hard. However, it doesn't matter anymore. After all, the other party has already been laid to rest. After thinking about it, many years passed by in a flash. In the end, all that remained were the skills that I hated so much back then.
"Ye Luzi?" Hermer's eyes suddenly became deep and quiet, and there were stars in them, but not even the last trace of moonlight could penetrate into them.
Ye Luzi can suppress the fighting skills that Evans has practiced hard for so many years until they have no power to change. Ye Luzi can let her do as she pleases with skillful postures
Was she lying to him at all, or did she not want to tell him from beginning to end