Zhai Mu stared at her in front of him blankly, as if he was replaying in slow motion, the previous events quickly passed through his mind - the killing methods that night were ruthless, his reactions were quick, and his face did not change even when the wounds were torn. The city was extraordinary. In general, he has a close relationship with the gambling king Siller.
In just a blink of an eye, she was sitting on the marshal who had never been a womanizer.
Who is this woman
"The marshal is asking you something." Frey found that even Zhai Mu had become a little confused since entering this bedroom. Didn't he hear the marshal's question? Or, I heard it, but I hesitated not knowing how to answer.
The military doctor stood behind Zhai Mu, touched his hurt nose, and lowered his head smartly, pretending that he heard nothing.
Only Zhai Mu opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.
Do you think you know him
He only knew that her name was Leng Yao, but he was not sure whether the name was true or false.
It was just a casual encounter, and he saved her life conveniently, but the timing of their meeting was too sensitive and too easy for people to misunderstand.
After all, the night Lu Ming died, it wasn't his shift, but he happened to appear in such a deserted place.
There was an unbearable silence in the room.
Frey's brows almost knitted together. He didn't understand why such a simple question was worth hesitating. Seeing that the marshal's expression didn't even change at all, he took another look at Leng Yiyao, who was sitting motionless, and took a deep breath.
"He is my savior." A tone that was so light that it could be blown away by the wind slowly came from Hemo's arms. The voice was casual, as if he met a familiar person while walking and said hello casually, without any importance.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, all four men in the room immediately focused their attention on her.
Zhai Mu couldn't believe that she would tell the truth so easily. The military doctor thought that this girl was a bit mysterious. Frey, Frey really couldn't relate the life-saving grace of the youngest daughter of the Leng family to a soldier. As for Hemo , probably the most indifferent one in this room.
It was as if Leng Yiyao had said an earth-shattering answer, but he still looked as calm as the wind.
"I said, the night Lu Ming died, I was the only survivor." She raised her head and quietly met the scrutinizing eyes above her head. Then, she gently tugged the corner of her lips, and slowly held it with one hand. His, in full view of everyone, led his right hand to slowly cover his waist, all the way down...
The military doctor's throat suddenly felt a little dry, and he felt as if he had seen something extraordinary, so he quickly looked away. Zhai Mu and Frey suddenly showed the same strange expressions on their faces.
The marshal actually let Leng Yiyao do whatever he wanted
The hands that touched her fingertips snaked all the way to the lower right corner of her abdomen, and she stopped moving. She stared into his eyes, motionless, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, which seemed to attract people, and also seemed to chuckle: "On that night, here, I was hurt very, very seriously."
The fabric of the robe was light and thin, and it was worn close to the skin. Hemo could easily touch the protrusion under the palm of his hand, which was the touch of the gauze strap.
He lowered his eyebrows and chuckled.
Therefore, she was also seriously injured on the night when Lu Ming died.
The rest of the insiders have closed their eyes forever.
"What do you want to do?" His voice was full of interest. After all, no one had made him feel so interesting for a long, long time.
Exposing one's shortcomings and deliberately throwing out bait are all for a purpose. He asked her to enter the world, but she didn't agree. What was she asking for? What were you thinking about
It was obviously a randomly arranged military purge, but I didn't expect to pick up such an interesting little guy along the way.
He slowly lowered his palm, and amid the expressions of people in the room who were shocked beyond words, he opened her robe and put his hand to her wound.
"hiss-"
Leng Yiyao took a breath of air.
Hearing a crisp tearing sound, he actually removed the cotton wool and gauze that had been bandaged on her wound. The wound was burning with pain, as if it was being burned by flames, but she didn't care about it. She just felt that the eyes in front of her were too stunning...