"Are you planning to take a shower and sleep as soon as you get home, and forget what you said today as soon as you fall asleep?" Hermer's calm eyes looked at her lightly, but unfortunately, there was no joke in his eyes. For a moment, the room became completely cold.
Leng Yiyao was stunned and realized that she had really forgotten something just now!
When you hug your thighs, you should have the attitude of hugging your thighs!
She openly stated that she would stand by his side in the future, but she failed to fulfill her duty.
She lowered her head and wanted to hit her chest with a look of helplessness. Sure enough, she was so dizzy by the beauty that she lost all her wits. Turning around, he raised a bright face and looked at Frey with a smile: "The marshal is too busy every day, so I won't disturb him. I may have to trouble the colonel to contact me at any time."
Since you don't want to join the military immediately and become a public target, you must consciously adjust your position.
Although the kite can fly in the sky, the thread held by the other end must be in the other person's hand. Otherwise, she just doesn't know how to praise.
In the room, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Helmer.
But he lowered his eyes, looking like he was too lazy to say anything.
Then, Frey's heart suddenly brightened up, and he showed Leng Yiyao his first smile today: "Please keep in touch from now on."
She curled her lips and smiled quietly at Hermione.
Hemo gently waved his right hand in the air, with his index and middle fingers together. The slender and straight fingertips seemed to draw an arc in the air, making people's eyes follow it.
Leng Yiyao lowered her head and sighed. She was so beautiful that even Lu Ming was not as beautiful as one or two out of ten. Really learned a lot.
Nodding gently, she turned and left without any further hesitation.
The light in the room changed slightly as the bedroom door opened and closed. Her back looked slender and agile, but also a bit childish, not completely charming. Sixteen years old, Hua Guduo has not yet fully bloomed, but it is already hard to take your eyes away.
Frey lowered his head, but deep down he was thinking that the Marshal's performance tonight was really different from usual. Is it because this Leng Yiyao is too special, or is it because she happened to catch the marshal's eye at the right time
In the room, only the silence of the four people was left.
Zhai Mu raised his eyes and looked at the marshal unconsciously, but he couldn't understand his expression at all. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he hesitated. What if the marshal didn't want him to talk too much
"Do you have something to say?" Even though he didn't even look at him, Hemo seemed to be able to control everyone's hearts in the midst of applause. He turned his head to face Zhai Mu who was hesitant to speak, and his tone Said plainly.
"The marshal just touched her wound. He should know that it was a stab wound." Zhai Mu thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.
Hermer's fingertips moved slightly, and the touch that he just rubbed on the soft skin seemed to still linger on his fingertips. Under the bandages and gauze, there are indeed long knife marks, which can be seen at the first touch.
"When His Highness Lu Ming died, the guards around him all used scimitars." D city was sealed off. Although he didn't care about it, he couldn't help being curious and went to check it carefully.
I heard that most of the corpses of boys and girls were caused by stab wounds. And Lu Ming and his guards were almost fatal with their swords. He had to wonder how the girl with the Sheshier scimitar got seriously injured that night...
"So what?" Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Hemo raised his head slightly. His handsome and profound facial features and his cold and ruthless eyes seemed to see nothing in this world.
"Since I can find out, His Highness Lu Chen should also be able to find out soon." Zhai Mu thought for a while, then completed the sentence...