"But if it loses you, it also loses the motivation you gave it."

Gu Yu's lips lightly pressed against his forehead, kissing him thinly.

"So, don't say anything you don't deserve. You're trampling on my love if you say that again."

He looked deeply into Lu Chen's heart, and planted a love that was entwined incessantly in the devastated heart.

"Because of you, it's all I deserve."

Chapter 67 Blame

Moore was sitting by the office window, staring at a blank sheet of paper on the table.

"Major Moore." You Woong tapped his desk and handed the document over, "Are you free to chat?"

Moore's thoughts suddenly retracted, he looked up and saw that it was another adjutant, Major Yanmo. He was stunned for a moment: "Talk to me?"

Yan Mo's uniform was dressed neatly, and his cold brows were half hidden under the brim of his military hat, looking inhumane. Moore felt strange, because although they were both adjutants, Gu Yu didn't often use them. Before that, Yan Mo and him couldn't even say hello.

"Well, are you free?" Yan Mo asked with a high pestle in front of him.

Moore paused, but still smiled: "Of course, what do you want to talk about?"

Yan Mo dragged out a chair in front of him and sat down. When he sat down, he also had a neat and stoic manner as a soldier, and said quietly, "Let's talk about Colonel Gu."

Moore's eyes narrowed: "If it's about the colonel's private affairs, I can't comment."

His attitude was like a big enemy and he couldn't talk, Yan Mo paused: "It's also about your personal affairs, Major Moore."

Moore was a little confused: "What about my personal affairs? And what does it have to do with the colonel?"

Yan Mo's pupil under the brim of his hat glanced at him lightly, as if glancing at him, and slowly asked a shocking sentence: "Don't you like Colonel Gu, Major Moore?"

Moer reacted a little too conflicted, stood up with a swipe and glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? Colonel Gu already has Lieutenant General Lu!"

Yan Mo was not flustered by his staring at him, and still looked up at him with a pair of cold eyes: "So - it's not that you don't like it, is there already Lieutenant General Lu?"

Mole was a little annoyed when he picked out the gap in his words: "Does it make a difference? What if you like it? What if you don't like it? It's impossible for their relationship to allow any bugs to get in!"

Yan Mo's always frozen face gave a rare chuckle: "How do you know it's impossible, Major Moore? Nothing is impossible. Even if it's impossible now, it's not certain whether it will be impossible in the future."

Mole was overexcited and gasped for a few breaths. He calmed down a little and still glared at him: "Did the Male Protection Association send you over to chat with me?"

Words are noncommittal.

"Then forgive me and you have nothing to talk about." Moore made a gesture of invitation to the door.

Yan Mo got up, but didn't leave, his eyes always looked extremely calm: "Major Moore, I believe you will figure it out in the future, because you are the worm who can turn the impossible into the possible - Colonel Gu is close to Many of his females are honest, but they are the only ones who can treat you differently, given time, who can guarantee the future?"

Moore thought his words were ridiculous: "Colonel Gu is just treating me as a colleague, subordinate and partner. You look at it with prejudice, and of course what you see is prejudice."

"And you don't know anything," Moore said with a sullen face, "you don't understand at all - what Lu Zhong will mean to Colonel Gu."

And he saw it and heard it.

Whose name was the male calling when he was dying in a pool of blood.

Moore had never seen such a heavy and deep bond between two insects in his life. The scene shocked him for a long time, and it was destined to be unforgettable even after many years.

Yan Mo took a deep look at him, said no more, moved the chair back to its original place and left.

After walking a long distance in the corridor, Yan Mo stopped in front of the corner window, glanced at the army bug team practicing "one-two-one" on the training ground in the distance, turned on his brain, and sent a message To the director of the Male Conservation Society.

[He is reluctant, and the lobbying program is temporarily interrupted. ]

Yan Mo faces the glass, and the corners of his lips are reflected in the window, which is slightly hooked with mockery.

The secretary next to President Meng immediately replied to the message, telling him not to give up and persevere.

Yan Mo's expression was indifferent, and he stopped replying to the letter. He opened the chat interface of another strange contact bug, and sent a line of strange numbers to it.

The numbers were deciphered by members of the organization outside the distant galaxy, translated into a simple text, and handed to the dark blue-haired female beside him.

Qi Zhe smiled when he saw the news, and turned it to the beautiful teenager who was bored and playing with a pistol.

"Fu, take a look."

The young male worm glanced lightly.

There are only six simple characters on the note.

-[Plans are in progress. ]

Suburbs of the capital star, the military administrative headquarters.

The black-haired male was led by several captains to the front of the Marshal's office.

"Meng Xiongzi." Marshal's adjutant Evel got up and greeted the indifferent and noble-looking male worm respectfully.

The male was wearing a close-fitting suit with a bow tie and looked at him indifferently, but his tight lips revealed his nervousness: "I... have an appointment."

Evil froze for a moment, lowered his eyes and replied calmly: "You can come over at any time, the admiral has already told us."

Meng Liu snorted, lowered his eyes and pondered quietly, unable to discern too many emotions.

The captains stayed behind, and Evel led him in, and went through layers of security scanning to the front of the marshal's office.

Evel knocked on the door for him and left without entering.

Meng Liu slowly turned the doorknob open and took a deep breath.

Randall was correcting official duties behind the desk. He took off his military jacket as usual, only wearing a close-fitting white shirt and black vest, looking up at him with a smile: "You're here."

There were only the two of them in the room. The unpleasant memory of the last time they were alone came back to his mind. Meng Liu didn't know how to start the conversation, so he bowed his head and nodded, went to sit down on the sofa, and took the suit jacket by the way. unravel.