Leng Yiyao looked up and saw Hemo's face.
The deep and cold facial features seemed to be stained with a thin layer of ice, and even the corners of the eyes were a bit colder. Probably because he had always indulged her, she had never seen him show such an expression since entering the imperial capital.
They are all people who never trust others easily. Because he has been burdened with too much blood and seen too many killings, and he has long lost his innocence and innocence.
At this moment, instead of being angry, she was smiling like a flower, like an orchid quietly exuding fragrance in the air, so beautiful that it took your breath away.
Hemo looked startled, but saw that she had already looked away, took another sip of tea, and said calmly: "The only way to stop fighting is to use force; to think about nature and follow the instructions is to use skills. I can't tell the source of what I learned. If you are interested, I will show you next time." She raised her head and looked up at the sky, the Milky Way fell into her eyes, as if it was taking her back to her homeland. She suddenly remembered what her instructor said back then, and couldn't help but murmur softly. Martial arts was popular in the motherland many years ago, but it has gradually passed away in the vast years. There are too many memories imprinted in her mind. It's not that she doesn't want to talk about it at all, but it's definitely not a good thing if others know too much.
Just like the person in front of me...
To stop fighting, we can use force
Think about nature and follow the instructions to follow the instructions
Helmer frowned, hearing such an explanation for the first time.
Martial arts
Is there such a school in the empire? Or is it that he is ignorant and ignorant of all this
Seeing her looking towards the sky, she was dressed lazily, as if she had taken off all disguises, and she actually looked slightly out of place.
Hemo was really convinced that she was really drunk.
However, there is still a trace of clarity left in my mind.
Right now, he was staying in the room, chatting with her, but to her, it was an interruption.
He stood up and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, wait until you figure it out one day. If you want to talk to someone, I will be here at any time." He didn't understand why a child of only sixteen years old was so complicated. Identity, status, and behavior can be faked, but a person's soul can never be faked. In front of her, even though he was aloof and held the military world in his hands, she was not afraid. Just admiration and sincerity, but not awe.
From the bottom of his heart, in her eyes, he was just an ordinary person like her. Will be born, old, sick and die, will experience everything, such clarity, such calmness...
His palms clenched slightly, as if he was suppressing his emotions, but also as if he was slightly excited and couldn't help himself.
When Leng Yiyao looked up at him again, she found that his eyes were as intense as a jar of old wine that had been buried under a tree for many years and had just been dug up. Intense aroma and long staying power -
Her heart felt a little hot for no reason. She reached out and touched her face. The heat after drinking at night had not dissipated at all. She was like a little girl who had never experienced anything in the world.
Isn’t she just a little girl who has never experienced anything in the world
The corners of his eyes were wet, like an elk lost in the forest. It was so noble and cute that people couldn't help but want to catch it in their arms...
"It's getting late, so I won't disturb you." Hermer's face suddenly changed. Amid Leng Yiyao's surprised expression, he stood up, moved the coffee table, and quietly stopped her actions: "Just There’s no need to send them away, I’ll have a change of clothes delivered to the door tomorrow morning, go to bed early, it won’t be easy to report to the military academy tomorrow.”
hiss
Leng Yiyao was a little confused about how this person came and left whenever he wanted.
What does it mean to suddenly turn around and leave before saying a few words
It was obvious that he wanted to come in and chat.
"Okay." However, her mind was a little dizzy tonight, and she didn't want to keep him any longer. She would just do whatever he said.
She stood up, still preparing to see him off in a pretense manner.
Who knows, he just moved the coffee table, and the position changed, and it fell right at her feet. She didn't notice, and her whole body staggered and fell forward.
The moment her body lost balance, Leng Yiyao couldn't help but curse the frailty of her body again in her heart. Damn, I just drank a bottle of wine. It was low-alcohol fruit wine. Why are you so unruly
Seeing her loose bathrobe wrapped in her slender rope falling into his arms, Hermer's first reaction was to stretch out his right hand to hold her steady. Unexpectedly, she suddenly spun half of her body out of thin air, avoided his contact, and lay directly on her back on the coffee table...
The air between the two of them suddenly became very solemn.
Leng Yiyao blinked her eyes and rubbed her shoulders, thinking that it was okay, she was not heavy, that is, she was just a little bit lean, but this soft bathrobe relieved a lot of strength.
But when he looked up, he saw that Hemo's face turned completely dark!
"Are you so unwilling for me to catch you?" It was clear that as long as she didn't move, he would be holding her, and nothing would happen to her, but she just avoided his right hand!
Are his hands charged
Don't touch it!
Leng Yiyao said "Uh", a little confused as to where this man's temper came from. It was just a subconscious action on her part. Did it hurt his self-esteem as a grown man
Besides, she was lying on the coffee table and didn't really bump into each other. Did he need to react like this
Her brain was so corroded by alcohol that her IQ almost dropped. Leng Yiyao couldn't understand what Hemo meant at all.
If she doesn't take advantage of him, is it still wrong
I heard that anyone who dared to throw himself into his arms in the past would be dragged out and beaten to death with sticks the next day.
She was clearly thinking about her own life.
"Hello, hello!" Hemo put down his hand, his expression was stiff, he just looked at her, said nothing, turned around and left.
"Hey," she turned over from the coffee table and was about to say, "Slow down, I'll give you a ride." However, the man in front of him suddenly stopped and she almost bumped into him.
The dark pupils lowered and fell directly in front of her eyes. He bent down so far away from her that he could almost touch her face with his breath: "Tomorrow morning, I will ask Frey to take you to report. Don't be late."
Therefore, the man's face is like the sky in March. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it's cloudy, sometimes it's rainy.
Leng Yiyao almost rolled her eyes at him, thinking that you are too busy.
Helmer rubbed his temples, feeling that he had just come to her room in a troubled manner. She was clearly drunk, completely drunk.
The cliché didn't work, but instead made me very angry. The gain outweighs the loss!
Turning around, no longer caring about the expression on her face, he closed the door and left.
Frey, who was sitting on the sofa on the first floor, suddenly shook his neck and looked at the marshal with disbelief as he came down within ten minutes after entering the room.
Could it be that this black look on his face was driven out by Miss Leng
Thinking about it further, it was fine just now. It was clear that Miss Leng became a good student after being drunk and agreed to anything with a good temper. What did the marshal do to make Miss Leng, who was rarely such a good-tempered person, angry
Thinking about it again, when Leng Yiyao came over to open the door just now, she was wearing a white bathrobe and her slender white neck, hiss—
"What are you doing standing there stupidly? Why don't you go back to sleep!" As soon as Hemer got downstairs, he saw Frey looking at him with a strange expression on his face, and he felt that all the blood in his body began to surge. I haven't been this angry in years. He wanted to save her with good intentions, but he was still rejected
"Yes, yes." Frey lowered his head and almost immediately suppressed the shocked expression on his face.
He, he seemed to have guessed the indescribable truth.
Finally looking up at the room upstairs, Frey silently crossed himself and apologized. He didn't expect that the marshal would take advantage of Miss Leng's drunkenness to show off her bestiality.
No wonder he asked him about Miss Leng's reaction when she was drunk just now at the door. After he answered, he immediately went upstairs to investigate...
Frey glanced at his mouth, looked at Helmer's back, and sighed softly.
Marshal, you are too impatient...
When Hemer returned to the room, he was absolutely furious. Don't think he didn't see the meaning in Frey's eyes.
Do you think he deliberately took advantage of Leng Yiyao in the room
Which eye did he see
Does he need to use this kind of tactics
But when he thought of her elk-like eyes just now, his sudden anger was suddenly wiped away.
A little girl who drank too much actually completely destroyed the magnanimity he had cultivated for so many years. Should he be grateful that he has not become an old man yet, or should he gnash his teeth at this man's unconscious actions
Suddenly he sat down on the sofa and glanced at the moonlight outside the window.
So, Leng Yiyao, are you ready? Are you ready for your trip to the military academy tomorrow? Are you ready to completely enter the world I live in and enter the cradle of training for high-ranking military officials