Leng Sijie, who was supposed to be rescued, was pulled away by someone who didn't know who, Leng Yiyao was held tightly in the pool by Hemo, and all he could see was this person's shadow dangling in the water.

The temperature on his lips became hotter. The water in the heated swimming pool envelops the two people so quickly that the distance is negligible.

She wanted to slap this person away, but he seemed to have seen her intention long ago, grabbed her waist directly with one hand, and pulled her upper body tightly to him, motionless.

At that moment, Leng Yiyao almost wondered if she really heard a muffled laughter in her ear.

Low, hoarse, slightly teasing, but never willing to stop humming.

He didn't seem to dislike the temperature on his lips enough. The tip of his tongue pressed harder and pressed against her mouth, making it a mess. Leng Yiyao only felt that he was going up from his calf and numb, and all the air was sucked out of him.

That's a thrill of near extinction!

It's as if the whole world has been abandoned in front of her eyes, only this person is in front of her, only this person is entangled and bewitched, making her forget everything!

The air was exhausted, and the human body's survival consciousness made her no longer bother to care about the intentions of the person in front of her. The moment she rushed out of the water, Leng Yiyao almost sucked the air greedily, but she felt that she had never felt so suffocated since she was reborn. .

The black hair threw a curtain of water in mid-air and fell wetly again, revealing her full forehead.

The water stains ran along the center of her brow bone, all the way down to the dinner party, across her upturned nose, flowing through her bright red mouth, and finally, with a smack, it slipped into her white top...

Hemo, who was close at hand, looked down for a moment, his eyes suddenly deep.

Leng Yiyao hadn't realized what was going on, but felt that she was dragged by this person and fell a little to the bottom of the pool.

"Why?" She glanced at him angrily, thinking that this person is addicted to doing bad things? Really intend to suffocate her to death.

Homer licked the corner of his lips, but did not say a word, just stared straight at the position of her collar and glanced again.

Leng Yiyao lowered her head subconsciously and followed his line of sight...

Because she wasn't wearing a swimsuit, the clothes she was wearing were just sticking to her skin, straight and translucent.

The point is, she is still wearing a white top. The plump part was up and down slightly, and it seemed that she could not help but tremble as she breathed, it was simply fascinating...

"Look!" Leng Yiyao's face was already pitch black. She didn't need Hemera, she shrank subconsciously and sank, letting the water cover her neck.

"I didn't see it clearly when I was in the hot spring, but it's pretty good to make it up now." He seemed quite satisfied, and pulled her to him again with a smile. The black clothes on his body were already soaked, but the figure of this man It's really the kind you don't see on weekdays. The so-called dressing in style and undressing well, probably refers to him. At this moment, it is more than enough to buckle her in his chest to block all her spring.

Seeing the opportunity, Frey, who followed, had consciously went to the back of the swimming pool to get two huge bath towels, and stood on the shore waiting.

At this moment, the entire swimming pool can almost be described as a frying pan!

The women's 800-meter backstroke at Shengde High School actually provoked the real Marshal!

It can't be that they are collectively dreaming.

What can be done? The beautiful underwater kiss just now happened right in front of me, and it made me blush, heartbeat, and nosebleed when saw it!

Leng Yiyao looked back involuntarily. Leng Sijie, who had just had leg cramps, had indeed been rescued by the teacher, and was coughing and spitting water desperately, as if to spit out all the bile. It should have just choked on some water, not serious, but….

Probably no one in the audience is looking over there now.

Leng Yiyao almost wanted to hide her face and leave....

He raised his head and stared straight at this seemingly innocent man, gnashing his teeth. So, he appeared pinched? Or just wait for this opportunity!

The military academy doesn't matter, it's completely his chassis. He "inspected" in front of all the teachers and students, and carried out the marking trip through official business. now what? Are you going to ignite the gossip hearts of all the students in the school?

"Why, do you want to do it again?" Hemo lowered his head in a relaxed manner, seeing her staring at him without turning his eyes, probably because he was quite satisfied just now and was in a particularly good mood. The rippling water waves fell on his handsome facial features, which blinded the eyes of all the onlookers.

"Mom, what should I do if I don't see such a handsome man in the future..."

"My God! It's the Marshal! Really the Marshal! What did I just see! They're kissing underwater!"

On the shore, the noise, noise, and exclamations are about to overturn the audience!

Homer had already swam to the shore with her in his arms and held onto the wall with one hand, "Can you get up?"

He lowered his brows and chuckled, Leng Yiyao almost kept climbing on top of him in order to facilitate him to carry the weight of two people. At this time, his lower back was still slightly weak. He said this on purpose.

Frey turned his back on the principle of "see no evil", but still held the huge bath towel in his hand.

Leng Yiyao took it with one hand, "Whoa"—with a sound, she supported the ground with both hands, and turned out of the pool. Almost changed, the bath towel wrapped her body up and down tightly, and there was no spring breeze to show.

She didn't want to go to the auditorium where the pot was exploded. She put on a bath towel and turned around to leave. Who would have thought that as soon as she moved, someone would grab her ankle in the palm of her hand.

"Why, run when you're done?" Homer stretched out his right hand, just in time to clasp her slender ankle, so small and so delicate that it almost seemed to be able to escape from the palm of his hand at any time. He looked at her lazily from bottom to top, and the words in his mouth became more and more hot.

run out of people....

What did she use him for!

If it weren't for the presence of so many people, Leng Yiyao really wanted to kick this black belly down.

pity…….

She pursed her lips tightly, and in the midst of everyone's attention, she slowly squatted down, her eyes were as level as his: "You did it on purpose, right?"

Knowing that she can swim, she jumped into the water to "cross the air"? Where is the rescue, she almost emptied all her air!

"What do you think?" He responded to her in a low voice, and there seemed to be a hint of laughter between his lips and teeth. The brows are raised slightly, and the face is evil, where is there a half-abstinence taste on weekdays! The shirt on his body was ironed on his body and wet with water, which almost completely outlined his extreme figure.

masculine seductive... .

Fuck, she finally understood what the word meant.

The little girls in the back row are roaring! The little girls in the front row were stunned!

Leng Yiyao was speechless, feeling that she was actually standing on the bank discussing this issue with him, which was simply a joke.

So, she got up and was about to move, when she found this person, she still wouldn't let go of her ankle.

"Why?" She found that her patience was so poor for the first time that she was about to be made waves by this man.

"Give me a hand." He stretched out his left hand towards her with a very clear meaning.

Leng Yiyao only felt the corners of her eyes jump wildly. Does he need her to pull him? Ghost letter. It would be good if he didn't drag her back!

but…….

She took another bath towel directly from Frey's hand, and stared at her lazily, "Take you, don't talk. But, you can put on a bathrobe for you, you can choose."

In fact, she could break free and swagger away, but, looking at the faint tiredness between his eyebrows, she knew that he was too busy to rest during this time, and when things were over, the school that came directly couldn't bear to refuse. in the end.

A black light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, he turned his head and chuckled. The mellow voice is like fine wine.

Three points more cunning than a fox, he can never be grasped, and he was born to take his life.

Leng Yiyao hummed softly, but her eyes captured his every move very carefully. Seeing that his hands were exhausted, she raised the bath towel and sprinkled it down in the air. Everyone only saw a black afterimage flashing by. The next moment, the marshal had completely put on his bathrobe and stood in front of Leng Yiyao...

The tacit understanding between the two is as good as a second.

The scene that was going to turn the sky just now, and now there is only silence.

have never seen such a seductive man and woman, they are clearly like a painting...

So, the two people in the same painting, each wearing a bath towel, went out of the swimming pool when everyone was still wet.

"I wipe! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!" Rhode looked at the exit of the swimming pool, and was in a trance when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his mouth. Looking down, it was the little aunt Lian Sijie who was biting him: "Let go! Quickly let go!"

Everyone seemed to be awakened by his sound, and they all looked towards Rhodes, but saw Liao Sijie raised a pair of watery eyes and looked at him dully: "Will it hurt?"

Hold!

He is human, not dead, so of course it will hurt to be bitten!

"So, I wasn't dreaming just now?" Liao Sijie shook her head in disbelief, and glanced at the exit of the swimming pool again. So...the people who just walked out are really the Marshal and Leng Yiyao?

"You want to see if you are dreaming, bite yourself!" Rhode was so angry that his mouth was crooked! Damn, who did he provoke?

Liao Sijie had already heard a word, and started to smirk like a wandering soul. My God, Leng Yiyao was able to take care of the marshal.

The other students were shocked by the ground, and now they exploded in an instant!

This, is this really the work of the marshal who has never been so low-key that he can no longer be low-key?

People who were rarely interviewed by national news even showed up at their school to tease Leng Yiyao...

This operation, God has God!

At the same time, Leng Yiyao was led by Frey to the locker room as soon as she exited the room. When she changed into comfortable clothes and walked out, Homer was already sitting in the living room outside the room, drinking green tea. Waiting for her comfortably.

"I heard that you not only broke the long-distance running record of Shengde today, but also won the women's championship of the epee." He used an affirmative sentence. Naturally, there is nothing to keep this kind of news secret, and the whole school has been spreading wildly. . However, it is estimated that at the moment, the speed of madness is faster, and this one...

"Yeah." She responded lazily, her hair was a little wet, and seeing that Frey was so considerate that he even had a hairdryer ready, she walked over and lowered her head to blow her hair. To be honest, she felt like she was bullying children when she participated in Shengde's sports meeting. After all, she was in the military school, and this kind of long-distance running wasn't even an appetizer. The content of the morning exercise training alone is far more powerful than the three kilometers. As for fencing…. Her enlightenment teacher, after all, is the one in front of her. Does it make him feel complacent?

Gee. Leng Yiyao turned her head and turned on the switch of the hair dryer.

The soft hair slid across her white fingertips, becoming more and more soft and conspicuous.

Those small ears were looming in the hair, making people want to catch them and knead them well.

"Do you want to go out for a walk at night?" Unconsciously, he walked behind her, took the food fan in her hand, and slowly smoothed her hair.

have to say, this is probably the first time have done this. Hemo is a little uncomfortable. Leng Yiyao's hair is soft and slender, and it hangs on his fingertips. So, the distance got closer and closer, and finally, his head was almost on top of hers.

Leng Yiyao shook her head speechlessly, "Don't make trouble, I'll do it myself." As she said, she pointed to the place where he had tied the knot, moved it gently, and slowly untied it with her backhand.

Because there is no mirror, Leng Yiyao can't see himself at this moment. He slightly tilts his neck, and his hands are turned back, revealing the slender swan neck. The most important thing is that his waist is slightly suspended in the air, and his upper body unconsciously leans back. The arc of the whole person can kill you at a glance!

Homer suddenly took a deep breath.

Leng Yiyao glanced at him strangely, but didn't say a word. She was only busy with her own business. After all, her hair was so knotted that after a long time, her scalp hurt.

After finally waiting for her to rescue her hair, she looked as if Hemo was not allowed to hit her hair again, "I'll blow it by myself, it'll be fine in one fell swoop."

Homer didn't say anything, just stood behind her, quietly watching her play with the hairdryer.

Five minutes later, the wet hair was all blown dry, fluffy and soft, and fell behind him, looking like a good hand.

Leng Yiyao saw that he had been staring at his hair, and glanced at the top of his head. Sure enough, it seems that men rarely blow their own hair. However, it is almost winter, and the temperature outside...

She sighed and waved at Homer, "Come on, I'll help you."

Homer chuckled, as if he had never been treated as a pet before. He looked at her with such helpless and innocent eyes, smiled softly, and actually walked up to her and leaned down.

The warm warm wind swirled over her head, and then, her soft fingertips, sometimes stroking his hair, sometimes falling on top of his head, the years were quiet, and it was probably like this...

The two have been together for a long time, and even if they don't speak for a long time, they don't feel embarrassed.

When Leng Yiyao was drying his hair, Hemo kept his head down slightly, and his eyes fell on a certain place. He seemed to be thinking, but he didn't seem to think about anything. The child was pulled into his arms from behind.

The breath on the top of her head was a little hurried. She didn't know why he suddenly acted like this. After a while, she said, "What's wrong?"

The person in front of him is a small one. It is clear that the bones have not been fully opened, and he is hugged by him, not yet the position of his lower jaw, but at this moment, holding her is like owning the whole world. He whispered, "Don't make me wait too long."

He quietly robbed her from the villa to the marshal's mansion, creating opportunities to get along with her day and night, observing her joys and sorrows, and facilitating everything for her. He thought that after a long time, it would only be The sense of stery is becoming more and more lost, but now find that looking at her, every day, it seems to be more deeply immersed.

He didn't care, the age difference between them, but he didn't want her to be so easy. He was willing to wait, but don't let him wait too long... Even he was worried about what he would do if he couldn't stand it any longer.

If someone told him a year ago that he would show such a look for a woman, he would probably have smiled without emotion and rewarded the other party with a bullet. But it was only now that he found out that, in this world, God has already prepared someone for you, but it's just that you will meet sooner or later...

Leng Yiyao's body stiffened slightly. Homer has never said anything like that since he confessed to her that time. The two of them got along very casually, and subconsciously, she hoped to let nature take its course.

It is true that she approached him at first just for his identity, but, if she was really disgusted by so many intimate contacts, he would never stay here safe and sound.

She knows that feelings are actually a very subjective thing.

But, for both of them, it was something they had never experienced before. There are too many things behind them. Although it is not trivial, she does need the most objective mentality to decide the final destination...

"It's almost time, let's go out for a walk." She smiled and looked back at him without promising anything, but for the first time she took the initiative to hook his hand, the smile in her eyes flowed like a flower bone under the lamp .

At that moment, for some unknown reason, Homer felt that he probably heard the sound of flowers blooming. Small, very small, and fragile can be ignored, but as long as you take good care of it, you will always be full of flowers!

He gently held her fingertips to his lips and kissed them one by one. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and he had returned to the unattainable and unique marshal before his adulthood: "Where do you want to go?"

You can no longer wander around the school, it will only cause more incidents. She tilted her head and thought for a while, "Let's go to the downtown night market."

The last time she went shopping, she was in the imperial capital for the first time, and she joined in the fun by herself, but unfortunately, she was followed directly after she didn't go shopping for a long time. After killing people, didn't have much interest, so just left. Now that think about it, there are still many interesting shops haven't visited.

Homer had never tried shopping in her life, but since she wanted to go, she naturally wanted to satisfy her anyway. After summoning Frey, he explained a few words in a low voice, and soon, taking advantage of the darkness, the two left Shengde High School.

The city center of the Imperial City is prosperous and lively, and the night market is divided into several places. According to Homer's instructions, Frey found the place closest to the Marshal's Mansion, got out of the car, did not open the door for the two people first, but squeezed to the door of the small shop.

Leng Yiyao blinked, but after a while, he had come back, holding two masks in his hands and respectfully handing them to the two of them.

Leng Yiyao glanced at his mask, it was a fox mask, silver and cute, and even the ears were made lifelike. Homer's is a wolf's mask, dark and graceful, full of luxury.

"That's good." Putting on the mask, you don't have to worry about the sight line. After all, his popularity is extraordinary.

It was the first time that Leng Yiyao experienced the trouble of shopping with celebrities.

Fortunately, as the festival is approaching, many young men and women in the night market bought masks for the occasion. The two of them came out of the dark without showing any disobedience, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

"Buy fried sugar, hand-made fried sugar with a fresh outlet!"

"Black tea, the latest imported black tea! Authentic black tea!"

"Brain teaser game, guess right and win! Guess right and win!"

The night market is different from high-end shopping malls. There are many boutique shops with unique shapes, but there are also some street vendors who deliberately attract popularity. It was already cold at night. But with all kinds of shouting, hawking and chatting, it seems that the surroundings have become extraordinarily different.

Leng Yiyao and Hemo are both cold and self-contained people from the bottom of their hearts. They rarely appear in such a noisy environment. At the beginning, they were actually not used to it. But, slowly, it tasted some flavors.

They would snuggle up beside a vendor and watch him slowly mold the handmade syrup little by little, and then quickly make rows of fried sugar after being turned over by a fire; they would also sit In a small bar, order two cocktails, and quietly listen to the singers on the stage singing melodious tunes; they will also be in the workshop, showing each other the tools in their hands, imitating the old craftsmanship Master polishing the crafts.

Two eyes, through the mask, because they can't see the other party's expression, they can focus more and more on the look of the other party's eyes.

It was a very relaxing, soothing mood.

They naturally show the other side of themselves that they have never shown in front of others.

This is a kind of trust and a gesture of certainty in the future.

Even if she hadn't admitted it personally, he already understood that there were scratches on her heart.

This night market was busy until twelve o'clock in the evening. They spent nearly three hours in various small shops, and finally entered a hot pot restaurant. Because, someone, is hungry!

When Leng Yiyao heard her stomach gurgling, she thought it was a hallucination, but when she heard the second cry and Hemo turned her head slightly beside her, she couldn't wait to close her eyes and run away!

Fortunately, someone was already accustomed to her appetite. Since they didn't eat dinner, they just drove over and strolled around until now. Homer said that he was also responsible.

Ask her what she wants to eat?

Smelling the spicy smell wafting out of the air, Leng Yiyao didn't hesitate - hot pot!

There are many types of hot pot in the imperial capital, including curry, porridge, and chicken soup, but Leng Yiyao’s favorite is seafood.

It is to first boil a pot of seafood soup with seafood, and use this soup base to add a thick and spicy taste, and dipped in the fragrant dipping sauce, it is simply delicious.

She disliked it too much trouble, so she didn't let the fat chef do it. However, when she and Liao Sijie went out for supper before, they had eaten it once or twice, and it has been out of control since then!

Homer chose a hot pot restaurant that seemed to have the best location. When the two of them entered, it happened to be the peak of customers. Everyone was waiting to be seated, and the waiter stepped forward and asked, "Are you two in total? Are there any other companions?"

"No, just the two of us." Leng Yiyao replied. Seeing that the building went up and down, I was almost at a loss, and I shook my head. It's only Tuesday, and it's already this o'clock in the evening. Don't you have to go to work or school tomorrow?

"Do you two mind sharing a table?" The waiter's eyes lit up, but he pointed to the long queue behind them very politely: "There are more than three people in the back, and you will have to wait at least an hour to get a seat. The small seat by the window, four people have just left, but two people went to eat, there should be two seats left."

Leng Yiyao actually felt that it didn't matter, just put the table together. Seeing so many people, it should be that this restaurant tastes very good. It's Homer...

Before she turned around, she heard the person next to her smile lightly: "Okay."

The dining room has the elegance of the dining room, but this kind of hot pot should be eaten in the hall. The lively atmosphere and the night view outside the window complement each other, which is the best environment.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two quickly came to the seats on the second floor. The table has just been cleaned up, the table top is neat, and the two boys are obviously not much earlier than them, and are ordering with menus. One of them looked up and saw them standing beside them, and was slightly stunned.

"What?" He looked at the waiter suspiciously: "Want to share a table?" The table is for four people. When I just came in, the waiter actually greeted me apologetically. If there are many people, whether to accept the table share, they did. nodded.

"Yes, I've disturbed the two of you." The waiter politely bowed his head and apologized again and again.

Another person who ordered, looked up and looked around. Indeed, there was no place to vacate any seats in the whole store. So, he smiled: "Okay."

However, when his eyes fell on Leng Yiyao and Hemo's faces, they paused slightly.

When these two people entered the store, they still wore masks? Is there any problem!

Leng Yiyao stood there, watching Qi Jun spinning his pen, staring at her and Hemo's masks together with his Faxiao.

Hehe, the world is really small, and you can meet anywhere.

"Please take a seat, the two of you. This is the menu." The waiter did not see the strange atmosphere on both sides, and still followed the procedure. After arranging the seats, he handed them the hot pot menu.

Homer obviously noticed that Leng Yiyao's eyes were a little wrong, but he didn't ask anything.

This location happened to be at the corner of the second floor by the window. It was dark and dark. Even if you took off the mask and no one really familiar appeared, you might not find him here. However, she never took off her mask, for fear that she thought the person sitting opposite her knew each other?

After Leng Yiyao randomly selected a few dishes, he handed the menu to Hemo and asked him to continue. Instead, he picked up the small teapot on the table and poured tea for the two of them.

Tonight, Qi Jun was originally going to go home. He was sent here as soon as he came out of the bar. The euphemism was to make up for the new food that appeared in the imperial capital this year after he left the empire. It doesn't matter to him, anyway, it's better to sit in the hall with a lot of voices and listen to the excitement, than go home and face his father's dead face.

Who knows, not long after sitting down, met this strange pair of men and women.

Have a meal and wear a mask, won't you take it off later?

He stared at him with a smirk.

He felt a little drum in his heart at the moment when he was young, and he always felt that Qi Jun's emotions were a little out of place recently. There are too many words, except for the extraordinary interest in that Leng Yiyao, it seems that he is not interested in anything else.

During the two-day sports meeting, everyone was on the playground. When he saw the long-distance running in the morning, he was in a good mood. In the afternoon, halfway through the fencing competition, he suddenly received a call saying that he was going home, and he would be brought to the bar in the evening. At the end of the drink, there was nothing in his stomach, and he was so hungry that he simply caught Qi Jun to eat hot pot.

"Hey, what are you looking at!" He was a little speechless, and he couldn't take off his mask if he didn't take off his mask. He stared at others, what did he mean.

Qi Jun shrugged and made an indifferent gesture, then turned his eyes away and handed the ordered menu to the waiter.

Homer also quickly ordered dishes according to Leng Yiyao's taste, so the hot pots on both sides were delivered almost at the same time.

The table is not particularly large, and the waiter deliberately placed the food delivery cart next to their two tables, so that the food can be taken at any time.

The soup in the pot starts to boil.

Leng Yiyao glanced at her, and without any hesitation, she lifted her mask at once.

"Crack" - this is the sound of Qi Jun's chopsticks falling to the ground.

Like her, Homer threw it away and removed the mask that had covered the whole night.

"Bang bang——" This was the sound of Qi Jun's chopsticks being broken by him.

Leng Yiyao and Hemo, but they didn't seem to feel at all, and began to put beef into the pot with all their heart.

...

The entire corner area is like a gust of wind blowing!

Qi Jun was so startled that his chin was hanging on the ground!

Is Leng Yiyao sitting across from him?

Is the marshal sitting in front of Qi Jun?

What kind of divine operation is this?

Or did you just drink stupidly and haven't sobered up yet?

Qi Jun's eyes suddenly sank, and he quietly stared at Leng Yiyao's every move, like a dormant beast. Seeing that his prey was about to fall into someone else's pocket, his eyes became clearer!

Suddenly, a cold eye fell on him.

Qi Jun's eyes paused, and he looked back, only to see a stream of ice-like sharp light flashing past. The man who had always looked down on the world looked at him with a light smile at this moment.

The eyes are sharp, if tangible, as if a casual glance can cut a knife on a person, and immediately, the flesh and blood are blurred.

Qi Jun's throat slowly slid, and he was about to speak, but Leng Yiyao had already put a piece of beef into Hemo's tableware: "It's cooked, try it."

From beginning to end, he didn't even notice him for a second.

Homer looked away and looked at the small piece, which she clipped to him by herself. For some reason, the shape felt a little cute.

tasted it, and it was really fragrant and tender, very delicious.

Looking away, he also picked up a few slices from the pot and put them in her bowl.

Beside the steaming hot pot, the man's icy facial features instantly changed from polar ice to gentle tarsus. He personally served her dishes and handed her a bowl, as if it was only natural and natural to be together.

And she, sitting there, motionless, only lowered her head, enjoying the food, as if everything in the world was less important than the matter in front of her.

Just as Qi Jun wanted to get violent, he was stomped on by him!

Do you still want to die?

Do you still want the Qi family to live in the empire?

Who is the one sitting on the many faces? Should he still say it?

One unhappy, directly set off a bloody storm in the military world, and the direct line cultivated by himself can be uprooted without blinking an eye!

How many heads do you think the Qi family has pierced through for him!

It's not that Qi Jun hasn't heard about Leng Yiyao. On the contrary, he was interested in her because she was able to gather all the most powerful men in the imperial capital by her side, but looking in front of her, the two of them naturally tacitly moved every move, only to feel that something was stuck in her throat. It made him feel so uncomfortable that he didn't know how to vent!

Fa Xiao stepped on his toes with increasing strength, he knew that the other party was doing it for his own good.

What an honor to have the number one person in the imperial army serve her to eat! I'm afraid to say it out, it can scare a group of imperial giants!

But he just felt dazzling!

"Cold..." He was about to ask Leng Yiyao, but Kankan said a word, but was interrupted by a noble and elegant voice.

"One more word, and I'll let your entire Qi family be buried with you!" Homer wiped his mouth with a napkin gracefully, put down the tableware coldly, and gave him a quiet look.

At this glance, Qi Jun clearly felt that this man was looking at a dead man.

It was a sight that seemed to see nothing. It seemed that in front of him, what he was doing was transparent and had nowhere to hide.

With just one look, one can understand what is meant by heaven and earth, what is beyond reach...

Last time, Chen Zhifan said, let him stay away from her, otherwise, the Jinsi family will make his old man's hard work for so many years completely in vain.

But when the illustrious number one general in the world, the marshal who was rumored to have a close relationship with Leng Yiyao, appeared in front of him, he realized how pale and powerless his initial interest was.

The other party doesn't even need to threaten, just stating a word, it is a disaster that he can't bear.

What's wrong with the business, and what's the matter with the Kings family?

Now, the other party only needs a look and a word, and they can easily wipe out their Qi family from the imperial capital, as if they never existed. This is the true meaning of power!

Compared with his usual reckless behavior in school and in the foreign mafia, the person in front of him is the real admiration!

The distance between yourself and her?

More than just heaven and earth....

Qi Jun suddenly stood up, sneered, turned around and left with a cold expression.

He was so small, and now he was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. Seeing Qi Jun leaving, he quickly bowed to Hemo, didn't dare to say a word, and immediately followed.

Mom, this is probably the most shocking meeting of rivals he has ever seen!

Although, Qi Jun is clearly not even a "rival in love" entry....

As soon as the two left, the whole table relaxed a lot.

Leng Yiyao leaned on her arm and glanced at Hemo. After a long time, she hummed and smiled: "Tsk, it's so sour..."