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    Or is the northern sky the place where men should stay?

    A group of big men breathed in the fresh air of the Imperial Capital Airport, and couldn't help but think so in their hearts.

    In other words, the plane went to D city on Tuesday night, and it swayed around on Wednesday. It was a birthday on Thursday, and it was back on Friday. Does this mean that Miss Leng doesn't like her hometown at all?

    For some unknown reason, a group of people suddenly wanted to see her expression, but saw her lying on the side, falling asleep!

    Well, going out with a group of old men is indeed a bit boring. But, it was night anyway. At this point, send her back to the Marshal's Mansion?

    The heart moves at will, and is about to put it into practice, but someone can't help scratching the scalp...

    Who's going to pick her up in the car?

    Who dares, not afraid of being chopped up and fed to the dog?

    For a while, the lieutenant colonels of the Guard Corps, you look at me, I look at you, no one said a word.

    To be silent means not to dare.

    Zhai Mu shook his head helplessly, turned around, and patted Leng Yiyao's chair: "Arrived! Are you going back to the villa or to the Marshal's Mansion?"

    Leng Yiyao rubbed her eyes, because it was an ad hoc decision, she didn't let the D city military to arrange a special flight at all, and went directly to the civil aviation, tilted her head sideways and fell asleep, "What time is it?"

    "It's not even eight o'clock," he replied, glancing at his watch.

    "Let's go back to the villa then." It was past the meal time, so I was too lazy to go back and forth. She just wanted to spend the night in comfort on the soft bed.

    To tell you the truth, the weather is getting colder and cooler, and the moment when you open the curtains comfortably in the sun in the morning is simply too beautiful.

    "..." Zhai Mu looked at the expressions of the eight colleagues who were about to cry without tears, and felt that he shouldn't have given Leng Yiyao multiple-choice questions to choose. What kind of villa are you talking about?

    "But, when you're back, you have to say hello to the marshal. Anyway..." He turned his eyes slightly along the big brothers: "The big guy is doing his best to be your bodyguard."

    Everyone nodded immediately, this is really no joke. As the personal guard in the Marshal's Mansion, in the empire, who can enjoy this treatment except the Marshal?

    Leng Yiyao propped her chin up, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, is this going around the corner to claim credit?

    "Okay," she agreed quickly, "I'll give him a call."

    What are you calling! When people arrive, it is the real heart!

    The lieutenant colonels had a mighty and majestic face, and they couldn't wait to scratch their ears. This, what does this mean, we have already arrived in the imperial capital, what's the point of staying overnight!

    Leng Yiyao didn't seem to see the collapse on their faces, the phone was connected, but unfortunately it was always displayed in blind tone.

    Um?

    Homer's number changed?

    She lowered her head and glanced at it, only to see the light on the phone screen dim, she always felt incredible, but think about it, nothing would be "impossible" to happen to this person. Those deep, dark eyes. "came back?"

    The clear and faint three words, but for some reason, came out of his mouth with a lingering and sad taste.

    Leng Yiyao stayed in this posture for a long time, and looked at it for a long time, and in the bottom of her heart she forgot to care about which son of a bitch gave Hemo a "report" in advance, but, looking at someone in casual clothes, she was wearing a hat on top of her head. Hat, how do you see it, I want to take a photo to commemorate it, what should I do?

    The reinforced and iron-boned person suddenly became a free and easy style. The key to this style of switching at will is that the appearance is so good-looking, Leng Yiyao silently gave him a compliment in his heart.

    "Why are you here?" She blinked and found that the eight lieutenant colonels tore off their epaulettes at the same time and spread them out randomly, obviously not planning to listen to them chatting. However, this reaction is clever enough. Homer is dressed as an ordinary person and wears a baseball cap on purpose. Don't tell me, people who don't know, think which star is out on the street, it's fucking interesting!

    Since no one was following, it was obvious that the marshal wanted to be left alone. They have been in the Marshal's Mansion for many years, and they still understand this truth.

    "I heard that you played a big game in City D. I was afraid that you would have no one to share your feelings, so I came here to see it." He was not casual, but today all the newspapers and magazines in the empire have heard rumors that she inherited the Leng family. The news of the group's 40% stake suddenly became the center of everyone's attention. He couldn't think of any other reason why she stayed in City D, so when Zhai Mu returned to the city, send him a message position.

    didn't expect it to be true, to see it again so soon.

    It's only been a few days, don't know if it's because she's another year older, always feel that the emotions in her eyes are a bit long-lasting?

    Homer coughed and suppressed the hoarse feeling in his throat, "Why, don't you want to see me?"

    Leng Yiyao shook her head, but said nothing.

    For a long time, as if thinking of something, she covered her head and sighed, with a speechless face: "My birthday is not over yet, don't remind me to go to the military academy." Don't think of taking this opportunity to take away the vacation she finally earned. .

    "Well. It's not.... It can't be." Hemo chuckled. He said these words slowly, as if he was thinking about something. In a place where Leng Yiyao couldn't see, his eyes curved slightly, and in an instant, a stream of light flashed. flash.

    "What do you mean?" As soon as she heard that she could skip class, she was instantly revived as if she had been beaten with blood. This is about a regular illness as a student. When I don't go to school, I feel bored and want to go to school in the morning. But when it's time for class, there are clearly 200 reasons not to go to class every day!

    But Homer stood up and didn't say, "Did you like yesterday's cake?"

    Huh?

    "You made it." If you ask this question, the representative must be familiar with her taste. Thinking about the unaccustomed breakfast this morning, Leng Yiyao couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, that's fine."

    "I'm afraid you won't be used to it, so I specially asked the chef to follow the flight behind you." He raised his head and adjusted the position of his hat. The eyes of the brim were unbelievably gentle, but unfortunately, don't block it, no one knows.

    "What if you make me unaccustomed to eating other people's dishes in the future?"

    Homer thought silently in his heart, then never eat food made by others, just stay in the Marshal's Mansion.

    Leng Yiyao just said something casually, rubbed his slightly sleepy hair, and stood up, only to see the corners of his lips twitching slightly, obviously in a good mood. What interesting things happened?

    "Let's go, go back and have a good night's sleep." He didn't ignore the faint indentation on Leng Yiyao's face, it should be the trace of falling on a certain seat just after falling asleep.

    Homer came to pick him up in person, and of course he went back to the Marshal's Mansion.

    Leng Yiyao nodded and said that she knew, but she did a calculation in her heart. Is the probability of living in the Marshal's Mansion a little high recently?

    The group returned to the Marshal's Mansion in a mighty manner, but they didn't see Frei. Leng Yiyao gave Hemo a surprised look: "His sister is about to get married, so she took leave to go home." Frey was not only worried about a man eight years older than him, but every time he thought of this age difference, he had lingering fears.

    Leng Yiyao nodded clearly. Compared with Leng Chao, Frey's performance was considered a kind of big brother.

    However, judging from his age, is his sister an early marriage?

    What is the legal age for marriage here? don't know why this idea suddenly popped into mind, it has something to do with her?

    Seeing her delicate expression, Hemo thought she was thinking of something, combined with her past attributes, and subconsciously asked: "The chef will be back on the plane tomorrow morning. What do you want to eat at night?"

    "I don't want to eat it. It's not long since I had the machine meal, so I can't eat it." Leng Yiyao looked back and saw that Hemo thought she was thinking about dinner, and couldn't help but want to help her forehead. Is her image? Has all the word "eat" been defeated?

    "The room has been cleaned up for you. It's the same room. Remember to find me sometimes." He walked up to Leng Yiyao: "Tomorrow, remember to get up early and I'll take you somewhere."

    where to go?

    Leng Yiyao gave him a dull look, feeling that she was probably the busiest student in the world.

    "You'll know when you arrive." He waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more. He turned around and walked to his living room, leaving Leng Yiyao alone, looking at his figure on his own. The people in the Marshal's Mansion were surprised that no one went out for him and brought a large group of them back. Should she say that these people's psychological quality is too good, or someone is in the minds of others omnipotent?

    Forget it, now is not the time to count on these. She yawned and went back to her room to sleep.

    The next day, at six o'clock early, the two went out.

    Along the way, the lengthened black sedan galloped away quickly along a familiar road. Leng Yiyao glanced at the roads and scenery on both sides: "Isn't this the way to the airport?" The one at the airport!

    "Yes, the place to go today is a little far." If you don't take a plane, it's too late. Homer turned sideways with a smile. Today, he was not wearing a military uniform, but a slightly more homely suit. It can only be said that a person with a good figure is attractive no matter what he wears. Leng Yiyao thinks, yesterday's outfit was so handsome, so today's outfit is completely handsome. Unexpectedly, taking off his military uniform, he would turn out to be such a marshal...

    "What are you looking at?" Noticing that Leng Yiyao's gaze fell on him for a long time, Homer couldn't help but glance at her, but saw that she looked like a normal person, raised her chin, and answered as a matter of course, "I'm admiring the beautiful scenery."

    The action of receiving the mailbox in his hand paused, and he paused for a moment before he understood what Leng Yiyao meant.

    Nice view?

    He put his hand on his forehead, wondering if he was talking about himself. I always feel that, for the first time, I found out that it's not bad to have such a face.

    In addition to the attribute of "eating", he also discovered another characteristic of her - belonging to the Appearance Association.

    Is it his luck or his helplessness?

    Shaking his head, he lowered his head and continued to remove things. Leng Yiyao didn't bother anymore.

    Judging by the busyness of Homer, today's time was completely taken out of his busy schedule. But the key is, where is he going to take her? Want to go by plane? With the current security factor, it doesn't look like an official trip at all, so it's no wonder he has to wear normal clothes. There was a vague idea in his mind, but he was not completely sure. When he got to the airport and boarded the private plane, Leng Yiyao simply gave up the boring thing of guessing the destination.

    It's rare, Saturday has nothing to do, so why do you think so much?

    When it is a rare vacation.

    She raised her hands and lay back, the soft custom-made sofa quickly wrapped her, giving her a particularly soft feeling.

    "This time, during the birthday banquet, I announced that I would inherit 40% of the Leng Group's shares. Don't want to keep a low profile?" He turned his head and saw that she had relaxed and was lying on the sofa, that kind of complete relaxation. The state seems to make people unable to think of the coldness and determination when she murdered.

    "It's always in your hands, otherwise, for things like fake notarization, they have many ways to look reasonable." Businessmen, even profiteers, in a competitive environment, have to worry about the word "integrity". Without this, when everyone cooperates, they will subconsciously consider whether the other party will turn around and change his face, turning his face and not recognizing the person. Let the father and son of the Leng family announce the news in front of all the guests. On the one hand, it is to humiliate them. The law stripped her forty percent of her inheritance. Of course, if one day, she is too naive and has a chance to be designed by others, that's another matter.

    "The wind wants to be quiet and the trees don't stop. You have been on the cusp of the storm recently. Pay attention to everything." He thought about it and could only tell this sentence. Before she did things, she should have thought about it very clearly, but she was not at ease.

    Leng Yiyao smiled, she was already in the situation, why should she be taboo?

    While the two were talking, the plane had already arrived at the destination very quickly, and the vehicles arranged in advance would take them all the way to the destination. Leng Yiyao called out in astonishment, "Maple Leaf Forest?"

    He said he had the opportunity to bring her here, but he didn't expect it to be true.

    Homer smiled, nodded, and stood beside her, "I said, it will make you gradually fall into the real autumn." The imperial capital is now surrounded by all modern buildings, even if it is a little bit of greenery, it can't reflect the shock of autumn. Only this inaccessible forest, because it is located in a remote mountainous area, not many people know it, and the road is not convenient, it retains a bit of the real taste of autumn.

    In a desert country, what a luxury to have such a beautiful maple leaf forest?

    Leng Yiyao was almost completely fascinated by the scenery in front of her.

    Leaving the car, the two of them simply walked into the mountain, the tree crowns on both sides were golden, some leaves were like gold foil, some leaves were ruddy like fire, walking on the carpet made of yellow leaves, it was really wonderful to be in a fairyland Feel.

    "It all grows wild here?" She glanced at the growth of the trees, almost all of them were thicker than the arms folded. If they came across a real old tree, and three adult men stood together, there might not be any so wide.

    "It was wild at first. Later..." He lowered his head and glanced at her: "I discovered it by accident, so someone brought the sapling over."

    tsk tsk….

    This is the real money burner.

    Other people's wealth is rich in face, this person, in order to appreciate the autumn, actually worked so hard. The point is, this is not something that money can do at all.

    Leng Yiyao looked at the sight that could not be seen at a glance, and was shocked by someone's wealth.

    "There's a viewing pavilion over there, let's go take a look." Homer pointed at it, and it turned out that a simple pavilion was specially repaired on the halfway up the mountain. It is a very ordinary building without special carving methods, and it is even a little bit back to basics. There are windows on the walls that can be opened at will.

    When Leng Yiyao and the others sat in, they found that someone had prepared refreshments and hot water on the table.

    The curling heat hit her face, she looked back at Homer, and found that he had already handed over a piece of tea, took it in an instant, and took a bite.

    Fluffy and soft, slightly sweet, with the unique bitterness and sweetness of matcha, with this cup of tea, you are in such an endless maple forest...

    It is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

    This is probably the most relaxing day since she came to the Empire.

    Before lunch, sit in the pavilion and enjoy the view with Homer, eat some refreshments when you are hungry, and drink some hot tea when you are thirsty. In this heavy autumn, she seems to be stepping on the whole autumn color under her body.

    The golden color of the maple leaves are all in large clusters, and when the breeze blows, shivering, it seems to become a lot of golden clouds, floating in the sky.

    They are sitting in the best viewing point, in the golden and cool, looking up to the sky, it seems that they can hold the whole world in the palm of their hands, leaning over, almost the whole world is under their feet.

    This is a kind of supreme happiness. Although she knows that these are obtained by spending a huge amount of money, but looking at the magical scenery in front of her, she suddenly feels that the happiest thing in this world is to wake up and be in control of the world and get drunk. Lying beauty knees.

    However, as for who is the beauty and who is the hero….

    Leng Yiyao lightly blew the water temperature on the teacup, her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head and chuckled. This is really an unsolved problem.

    Eating refreshments cannot be regarded as a real staple. Leng Yiyao arrived at twelve o'clock and felt a little hungry at the fixed point. Before he opened his mouth, he saw someone coming up.

    From a distance, he looks like a genial fat man, but when he gets closer, he is indeed a fat man.

    It's just that this fat man, for the sake of her taste buds, almost flew north and south of the imperial capital: "Miss Leng, do you want some of the sandwiched buns you just made?"

    The bottom of the mountain is far away from here, and it takes time and effort to deliver a big dish. The key is that the smell will affect the view. After thinking about it, the fat chef prepared some special sandwich buns.

    "What kind of stuffing?" Leng Yiyao took one, not in a hurry.

    "It's stuffed with flowers, it's specially baked, can you try it?" It looked inconspicuous, but he spent a lot of time preparing these stuffings. As soon as he got off the plane, he went to the nearest kitchen and started to work, and even let people go to his place to fetch things.

    Leng Yiyao glanced at this white and tender appearance. No matter how you look at it, it is still very simple.

    Bite it down, the fresh petals fall on the lips, chewing and swallowing slowly, the mouth is full of fragrance. The perfect fusion of sweetness and acidity, coupled with the soft pasta, almost melts in your mouth, even more tender than pastry.

    Leng Yiyao felt novel and took another bite.

    She didn't know that there were many kinds of flowers added by the fat chef, and one of them was the Chinese painting of the empire, which was magnificent. The dazzling red, which fell on her lips, almost merged with the maple leaves that covered the mountains and plains. It was breathtakingly beautiful, but she didn't know it at all. Slowly and slowly, she reminisced about the deliciousness, and then she licked her lips slightly. One bite….

    In an instant, the fat chef directly lowered his head, not daring to look at the Marshal's face.

    Guose Tianxiang originally refers not only to beauty, but also to describe the people in front of him, and it is a little thin.

    "Let's go." Homer glanced at the chef in front of him indifferently, but no one noticed that his voice was slightly astringent at the moment.

    The fat chef seemed to be amnesty, and immediately grabbed his tail and left, as if he didn't want to stay for a second.

    Leng Yiyao didn't realize until he ate the whole steamed bun, only the two of them were left.

    This huge halfway up the mountain, for a time, was so quiet that the atmosphere was subtle.

    Taking a sip of tea slowly, she turned around and looked at Hemo, her eyes fixed: "Didn't you say you've been busy recently?"

    Hemo's hand on the edge of the teacup was slightly silent for a long time, reflecting the golden and red leaves of the mountains, and he could see her in the bottom of his eyes: "It's more than enough to take a day to come out."

    "Why?" She propped her cheek with one hand, smiled lightly, her eyes fell on his eyes that were as ink as jade, and her expression was clear.

    After a long time, I saw him leaning over and smiling, bowing his head, leaning sideways, speaking quietly, and almost murmured - "Compensate for your birthday present."

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