... childish to death.Rosie was held tightly in Deng Huailing's arms, and suddenly had an illusion, as if she was surrounded by a large beast that was eager to set aside its territory, or a giant dragon that spewed fire at explorers and guarded gold and silver treasures..

But cute, he thought again.When this idea came up, he realized that he was finished. In his eyes, whatever the other party did out of line would be automatically classified as "cute", even if he declared ownership in such a naive and blatant way.

From Rosie's perspective, she couldn't notice that Deng Huailing was leaning on his shoulder, her brown eyes stared directly at Parisa not far away, and slowly tightened the arms around his waist.There was no playfulness in those eyes, no show off, only awe-inspiring warning.The golden rose stud on Rosie's right ear flashed, and together with the words and eyes of the bounty hunter, it revealed the fact that this was his prey, which had been kept in captivity and marked.

Parisa and Deng Huailing looked at each other for a moment, their jasper-like eyes were so quiet that no waves could be seen, it seemed that the person in the other's arms was not the person he had admired for many years, but a leader who only had a business relationship.

He went out with a water cup in silence, went to the tea room outside the leader's office and made a cup of coffee. When he returned, he put it on the table lightly, and said in a flat voice, "If there is nothing else, I will go back to East 4 first. There are still some things to do.to deal with."

"Okay, I'll let the logistics officer see you off, and you can take my special train back." Rosie tried her best to maintain the demeanor of a leader, and tried to break free from Deng Huailing's arms. Just as she was about to ring the bell to call the logistics officer, she saw the blondeThe young man turned and left without looking back and said:

"No need."

The tone was strange and indifferent, as if the pleasant conversation just now was an illusion with limited time.

Parisa pushed open the heavy door of the office, and the entourage guarding the door immediately came up to him and took his gloves.He put it on calmly, before the office door was completely closed, his green eyes raised, and he glanced at the scene in the crack of the door:

Deng Huailing gulped down the coffee he left on the table, as if he had been scalded, but frowned and refused to say anything. Rosie smiled and leaned over, ignoring the other party's jealous resistance, and took the initiative to put Deng HuaiLing pressed on the display shelf by the wall, kissed the other's lips, and the sharp eyes were full of seductive love.

"Help you relieve the heat, won't you?"

Then the door was closed, and the pitch-black door stood in front of him like a hard obstacle.Parisa stretched out his hand in front of this insurmountable barrier, and lowered his head. Only then did he dare to show the weak look of being stabbed.

it's over.Before seeing it with his own eyes, he was always lucky. Maybe Rosie didn't have enough experience and methods to repair the conflict with Deng Huailing, maybe Rosie's inner feelings like dry wood would burn out quickly, but now he saw Rosie with his own eyes.Looking at Deng Huailing's eyes, he knew that no matter what method he used, whether he used threats or lures or offered loyalty, Rosie would never look at him like that again.

He had already missed the best opportunity. In the past, he thought that Rosie's return to the second district was a chance for him to start again, but fate was not that kind at all.The only chance disappeared ten years ago, when he stayed in East 4 to compose romantic songs, so that Rosie fell alone on the front line and did not return for ten years.

If he could do it all over again... He thought dazedly, there wouldn't be so many chances to do it all over again in this world.

"Are... are you okay? Do you want me to help you to rest for a while?" The subordinate beside him looked at his pale face and asked cautiously.

The questioner is not strictly his subordinate, the other party has long been the adjudicator of East 4.After Parisa violated the law and shot and killed Victor without authorization, he was punished by Rosie to exchange positions with his adjutant. At this time, the adjutant he had cultivated was the adjutant who was sitting on the chair of the adjudicator.

Parisa withdrew her hand from the door and resumed her usual expression: "It's okay. Let's go."

"Is it really okay?" The adjudicator of East 4 followed him step by step, not as loyal as a ruler in a jurisdiction, "You can't let him go like this, and you even took the risk of going to the main city to investigate the matter he entrusted,But he doesn't understand at all..."

"He's a leader, and he doesn't need to be considerate of anyone." Parisa interrupted coldly, with a chill gathering in her beautiful green eyes, "Besides, he's not only the 'he', but also the leader of the 'art', the second districtNext time I hear you gossiping behind his back with disrespect, you know what the consequences will be."

"Yes." The adjudicator of East 4 replied hastily.

Parisa turned around again, put her right hand on the opponent's shoulder, and tapped twice with her black gloved fingertips, "Don't be too loyal to me, your power is not given by me. Be loyal to your leader,do you know?"

"Let me go." Deng Huailing was pressed by Rosie's shoulders and kissed beside the display cabinet, and rubbed Rosie's waist in dissatisfaction, signaling the other party to leave her body.His jealousy hasn't completely subsided yet, whether it was sweet talk or calm just now, they were all pretended, he just didn't want to argue with Rosie in front of Parisa.

Now that Parisa is gone, Deng Huailing has revealed his true colors.It's his nature to ignore people because of jealousy. He hasn't told Rosie clearly how jealous he was when he saw her and Parisa smiling at each other. He wants to ask Rosie for compensation——although Rosie is already making it up to him.

He tried to push Rosie's wrist away, but the hands that were gripping his shoulders didn't budge.Rosie usually looks gentle and willing to be pushed down by you in front of him. When he hugs her, she wraps her arms around his waist cooperatively, and blush when she is teased a little, so Deng Huailing took it for granted that she didn't use much force., ignoring the fact that Rosie is much stronger than him.

Rosie can do whatever she wants with him.Deng Huailing stared at the slender eyelashes of the other party, Rosie in the administrative center was completely different from usual, the leader's decisive strength still lingered in his eyes, and the proud smile in his eyes was like a blazing sun shining in the eyes.The top of the waves gleamed and danced, and a pool of broken gold floated away.

"Let go," Deng Huailing bit the other's lip angrily, "Don't get so close to me until we finish talking about this."

"You just said you missed me for a long time...Deng, sir." Rosie licked her lips, the corners of her lips were still holding the ambiguous silver thread, but her clear eyes were extremely innocent, "You humans, that's how it is.To deceive the androids?"

Deng Huailing was stunned suddenly, stared at the other party for a while, and sighed helplessly after realizing it.In order to prevent him from getting jealous, Rosie even used role-playing to please him, probably really worried that he would leave in anger.

In fact, he wasn't as annoyed as Rosie thought, and he didn't mind the contact between Rosie and Parisa.No matter how careful he is, he will not ignore the overall situation. As a leader, Rosie gets along well with the officials below, which is a good thing for the people;I can still think clearly.

What made him angry was something else, not so much angry with Rosie as angry with himself.

"Don't be angry with me, okay?" Rosie kissed him on the lips again, and comforted him softly, "Don't struggle anymore, the antiques in this display case are very expensive.Take it and sell it, leaving only three or four decorations, and if you break it up, there will be nothing left."

"It's gone after smashing it?" Deng Huailing repeated the other party's words meaningfully, then smiled, and punched a certain grid beside him like lightning, "Then——"

In the grid of the display cabinet, several of a set of colored enamel tea sets jumped up one after another, collided with each other and fell out of the cabinet.Rosie quickly pushed him away, rushed over to save those bottles and cans, and said in a broken voice while rushing: "Deng Huailing, you bastard! Don't be a prodigal, this is a meeting gift I plan to give to Su Qing!"

"Didn't you catch it too?" Deng Huailing finally got rid of the shackles, stretched his muscles and bones leisurely, watched Rosie snatch all the dropped teacups into his arms with superhuman reaction speed, and said suddenly,"Actually I'm just annoyed that I didn't know about your habit of adding sugar and milk."

"...Huh?" Rosie looked up, not noticing that an enamel teacup fell to the ground with a bang, and half a million credits were smashed together with Rosie's heart.He stared at the debris all over the floor sadly, but he didn't talk about the topic of money. Instead, he put all the tea sets in his arms on the table and listened carefully to Deng Huailing's words, "Why?"

"Even Parisa can figure out your coffee habits, but I don't know anything about it." Deng Huailing said in a low voice, "The time with you is too short, and when I think of it, there are always some details that are his.I know what I don't, and I feel jealous."

"You've seen my memory, you already know me enough, and now you want to completely control me, until you can predict my every move, every word and deed?" Rosie could not help but smile, raising her hand to caress Deng HuailingThe unruly hair thorns scratched the palms of the hands a little itchy, "It's too greedy, Huailing. However, if this can increase your sense of security, I am willing to be controlled by you."

"I can tell you that my favorite color is silver, not that kind of dark gray, but a brighter silver. I don't have a favorite food. If I have to say it, it's 'when I was chatting with the soldiers around the campfire in the camp.Drinking wine'. My favorite song, and the only one I can sing, is the school song of the Petrov Military Academy. My favorite flower is white eustoma. You already know your favorite person.

"Also, I seldom have nightmares, but once I have nightmares, I will open the official document at hand and review it until dawn. When I need to give a speech at a large conference or on the radio, I will write the beginning of each sentence in the manuscript.The letters are copied in the palm of my hand, but in the end I often watch those letters improvise, and my heart is terribly nervous... I have never said this to anyone.

"As long as I tell you a few things about me every day, one day you will know more about me than anyone else in the world, will this satisfy you?" Rosie whispered in Deng Huailing's ear, softlyIntentionally or unintentionally, his lips rubbed against the other's ear.

Deng Huailing couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed Rosie's shoulders and pressed against the front of the display cabinet, leaning over to press it.This time Rosie obediently let him move, and tenderly cooperated with him to unbutton the snow-white military uniform that symbolized the highest power in the second district, revealing a large area of delicate but scarred skin, with Deng Huailing's scars scattered among the interlaced old scars.Hickey.

In the past few days, their bodies have been in perfect harmony. Rosie has long been accustomed to his rough style, and skillfully hooked his neck and stuck it up, reminding in a low voice: "There is my room in the administrative center behind the office."

Deng Huailing didn't have time to hear what Rosie was saying, so he lowered his head and bit her lips.However, at the moment before their lips touched, they all recalled a certain agreement, and at the same time turned their heads to look at the electronic clock on the table, their expressions became subtle, and they said in unison:

"Oops, dinner at Igor Su Qing's house!"