Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

"You plan to wash and sleep when you return home, and forget what you said today when you fall asleep?" Hemo's calm and waveless eyes stared at her lightly, but unfortunately, there was no joking in his eyes. For a while, the room was completely cold.

Leng Yiyao was taken aback, only to realize that she had really forgotten something!

Hugging the thighs should have the posture of holding the thighs!

She stated grandly that she would stand on his side in the future, but she didn't do her job well.

She drooped her head, looking helplessly trying to beat her small chest. Sure enough, she was so fascinated by the beauty that all her cleverness was lost. Turning his face, raised a bright face, and looked at Frey with a smile: "The marshal is too busy every day, it would be interrupted, you may have to trouble the colonel to contact me at any time."

Since he is unwilling to enter the military immediately and become a target on the bright side, he must consciously set his position.

Although the kite can travel in the sky, the thread that the other end is holding must be in the other's hands. Otherwise, she just doesn't know how to promote her.

In the room, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Hemo.

He lowered his eyes, as if he didn't bother to say anything.

As a result, Frey's heart suddenly brightened, and he showed Leng Yiyao his first smile today: "In the future, keep in touch."

She curled her lips and smiled quietly at Hemo.

Hemo swayed his right hand gently in the air, and his index finger and **** were close together. The slender and straight fingertips seemed to draw an arc in the air, and people couldn't help but follow it.

Leng Yiyao lowered her head and sighed, such a beauty, even Lu Ming was not as good as one or two. Really long knowledge.

Nodding lightly, she didn't hesitate anymore and turned and left.

The light in the room changed slightly with the opening and closing of the bedroom door. Her figure from the back looked slender and dexterous, but also a bit immature, not completely charming. At the age of sixteen, Huagudou hasn't fully bloomed yet, but it's already a bit inconsistent.

Frey lowered his head, but he was thinking that the Marshal's appearance tonight was different from usual. Was it because this Leng Yiyao was too special, or was it because she ran into the marshal's eye at the right time?

In the room, only four people remained silent.

Zhai Mu raised his eyes and looked at the marshal unconsciously, but he couldn't understand his expression at all. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but hesitated. What if the marshal didn't want him to talk too much?

"Do you have something to say?" Hemo didn't even look at him clearly, but Hemo seemed to be able to control everyone's heart between applause. He tilted his head, as if he wanted to say something to Zhai Mu, his tone Plainly.

"The Marshal just touched her wound. I should know that it was a stab wound." Zhai Mu thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

Hemo moved his fingertips slightly, and the touch that he had just rubbed on the soft skin seemed to be still lingering. Under the bandage and gauze, there are indeed long knife marks, which can be known at the touch.

"When Your Royal Highness Lu Ming died, the guards around him were all using scimitars." City D was sealed. Although he didn't care about it, he really couldn't help being curious, so he checked carefully.

I heard that most of the corpses of boys and girls were killed by stab wounds. And Lu Ming and his guards were almost deadly. He had to wonder, where did the serious injury that night came from the girl who hid Shescher's scimitar...

"So what?" Who knows, Hemo raised his head slightly after listening. Junyi's deep facial features and thin and ruthless eyes seem to see nothing in this world.

"Since I can find it, His Royal Highness Lu Chen should be able to find it soon." Zhai Mu thought for a while, and then added everything...