She had been targeting this treasure since she just came in by car. It is located in a busy city, but it is a winding path. The environment is even more amazing. Homer's site is naturally not a place that ordinary people can enter, and there are many security guards, patrols, and realms. Since you want to hug your thighs, naturally you can't wrong yourself.

"I'm not familiar with the place in the capital. If it's convenient, please ask the marshal not to be stingy and give me a place to shelter from the wind and rain for the time being?" Her words were extremely self-deprecating. It's like a family property as big as the Leng family, so that she can only sleep on the street when she comes here.

He was clearly tongue-in-cheek, but Hemo didn't have the slightest objection. Instead, he nodded slightly: "As you wish."

Frey stood beside him, confused.

Indeed, this place is not the residence of the marshal. Considering the specifications of the marshal's mansion, I am afraid that the palace would have to retreat for a while, but because it is quiet here, the marshal likes to come and stay for a night or two in his spare time. If nothing else, the books in this room are by no means less than the collections in the Royal Library. How could the marshal agree so easily?

Leng Yiyao didn't expect that Hemo's answer should be so easy, as if she only wanted to come to the capital to study, and he would let her choose the rest.

"Apart from transferring schools, does the marshal have anything else to do?" She glanced at the clock and guessed that at this point, the night market was a lively thing. If there was nothing else to do, you could go shopping at the night market.

"Not yet. Let's talk about it when you turn around." Homer followed her gaze and glanced at the clock for a moment, waved his hand, and asked Frey to take her out.

Frey took his order. Since the Marshal allowed Leng Yiyao to live here in the future, he naturally had to make arrangements for him to drive again and ask her to be the co-pilot.

However, when the car was parked at the door this time, he deliberately lowered the window and formally greeted all the guards at the entrance: "This is Miss Leng, who will move in for a while, and will be polite to see her in the future. some."

"Snapped"

With their heels together, everyone saluted in awe, looked at Leng Yiyao quietly for a moment, bowed their heads and ordered, "Miss Leng, good night."

Leng Yiyao nodded with a smile, neither panic nor panic, with a calm expression on her face.

Frey watched her every move from start to finish, but at this moment, he couldn't help frowning.

The car was moving at a constant speed all the way. Leng Yiyao said that he was going to the night market to join in the fun. Naturally, Frey didn't say a word, and really ignored his rank as a colonel.

It wasn't until he arrived at the destination that Leng Yiyao politely told him to leave her alone and just wander around by herself, and Frey drove away.

People come and go, noisy, but it's only a ten-minute drive, but it's like two worlds.

She looked around, everyone here was dressed in normal clothes, and there were all kinds of small shops and storefronts, which were incomparable with the mighty and quiet villa area just now. In this way, there is a little more hustle and bustle, and there is a faint taste of market life.

Homer....

Thinking of the moment when he didn't even move his brows and directly agreed to her request, she sighed softly.

Walking all the way from City D with Lu Chen, she sighed from time to time that the royal family's genes were too tragic. She barely had to use her brain to know what the other party was thinking, but when she met this marshal...

Leng Yiyao couldn't help rubbing his temples.

Holding the thigh is naturally time-saving and labor-saving, but the other party is a fairy-like person. Is it his luck or trouble in the future?