Leng Yiyao was held captive by him, and their postures were naturally very ambiguous to outsiders. The group of men in black behind them seemed to have hit a ghost at this moment, and their faces were pale. On the contrary, the two parties were the same. More calm than one.
Leng Yiyao knew that in Lu Chen's eyes, if it weren't for Hemo's "favor" towards her, she would be just an ordinary little girl with no femininity at all, so she was not worried about her chastity, but My mind was spinning rapidly, thinking carefully about His Highness's reputation.
Extravagant and overjoyed, Yelang is arrogant and pays attention to ostentation...
Although none of them have a good impression, none of them have anything to do with "evil".
On the contrary, he is very superstitious. Probably because the wet nurse is an Oriental, she has admired the "secret techniques" in ancient Oriental books since she was a child. If I remember correctly, she was captured and sacrificed alive because of the man in front of her! On the contrary, his brother Lu Ming wiped his butt for him, but he encountered her pretending to be a corpse, so he became the scapegoat and received his lunch early!
"If I remember correctly, you should be on my list of sacrifices." A cold voice came from her ears, drawing her attention back.
Leng Yiyao smiled slightly, thinking that although this person's IQ was average, the people below him were still useful. It only took one night to clear up the most critical things.
The marshal's people naturally also investigated her, but in this world, apart from the dead Lu Ming, I am afraid that only Lu Chen knows who the thirty people were sacrificed alive. Even her biological sister Leng Yiyan, who was the culprit of designing her, could only know a rough idea and did not know the details of the living sacrifice.
"What are you going to say, Your Highness?" She raised her head and looked at him with interest.
"I'm very curious about how the person who was supposed to be chopped into pieces and destroyed by my brother is still standing here alive." He tightened the strength of his hand gently and stretched out a red patch on her waist. Hen, laughing even more evilly: "But my good, omnipotent brother died that night with his eyes open."
"Your Highness means..." She lowered her eyes and fell on his arm. The bronzed muscles are thick and powerful, not the physique that a drunkard should have at all.
She meaningfully recalled the two unlucky guys she knocked down on the road last night, and suddenly sighed a little, why should they show off their skills. Well, now, you are being suspected, right
Otherwise, it is not difficult to get through with a pair of innocent eyes open...
Acting on impulse, really acting on impulse.
Eh.
She was reviewing herself in her heart, but in Lu Chen's eyes, it was completely different.
This woman is not afraid at all
She is probably the only one in the world who knows exactly what happened that night. After all, everyone else has become a dead body and can no longer speak.
However, the body under the palm of her hand is delicate, slender, and has no muscles. It is obvious that she has not experienced even the most basic physical training. Her body is full of contradictions and puzzles. No matter how she tries to solve it, there seems to be no answer.
"What I hate the most is people putting shit on my head. If I really killed Lu Ming, I would admit it. But it's not the case. So, Miss Leng, why don't you tell me what happened that night... ." A harsh voice came from above his head, and he suddenly let go of her, lazily sat back and leaned on the sofa, staring at her coldly, as if looking at a moth that was unable to struggle... .