Chapter 202: You are the truth (three shifts)

"Are you in a good mood today?" As soon as he looked up, he saw Lu Sen's face twitching with a suffocated smile, and Hemo scorned his eyes and said abruptly.
Lu Sen choked and shrank his shoulders tremblingly, feeling that he was completely hit by the pond fish.
But Leng Yiyao, who had just accidentally exposed her nature and choked at the head principal in the future, was at ease in such a cold field.
Isn’t it just being unbearable than anyone else?
As he said, he didn't put her in confinement. He didn't send anyone to stop what she wanted to do. Either completely draw a line with Lu Chen, or go to the military school honestly, and he doesn't bother him the rest of the time.
After thinking about it, she moved from the aristocratic school in D City to the capital, and inexplicably pressed two schools on top of her head. She was the one who should resist most.
It is indeed good to enjoy the cool under the big tree, but the price is too heavy!
Leng Yiyao didn't refute, but the room became quieter. When Frey led them to the restaurant, Hemo couldn't help but look at her more.
"What's the matter?" She touched her face subconsciously, his expression was a bit strange, her first reaction was that something was dirty on her face.
"Nothing." Hemo smiled indifferently and turned away. So, no matter how hard and tired she was, she decided to intervene in Lu Chen's stall. Since his heart is so firm, why should he bother to stop it? He wanted to see what she was going to do....
Lu Sen, who followed them carefully, was affirmed in his heart for the last time. The scene before him can be summed up, but in three words-shit! flower! gun!
Hey, his old man's heart....
The lunch at noon was about the largest number of people in the Marshal's Mansion except for the guests. Usually, there are usually Hemo and Frey. The chef heard that there were four people today, and he wanted to use all his family skills.
A table, counting from the main seat, Hemo, Luxem, Frey, and Leng Yiyao, four people sitting on the table, eating the delicacies prepared by the chef of the Marshal's Mansion. For a time, except for the sound of a knife and fork hitting the plate, the whole restaurant was as quiet as a chicken...
Frey looked up inexplicably, the Marshal was still as usual, noble and cold, and Leng Yiyao's expression focused on food, unwilling to raise her head. Is this, in the cold war?
He couldn't help shaking his body. He looked at Lu Sen, raised his eyebrows, and asked with his eyes, what happened in the office just now?
Why didn't you see it in a blink of an eye, the atmosphere of these two people, so.... Hard to say?
If it weren't for environmental restrictions, Lucen would have wanted to give Frey a classic "two hands and one spread" standard innocent posture.
He doesn't know either!
He's seen playing Huaqiang, but it was the first time he saw Huaqiang for the military academy. It seemed that there was a "Lu Chen" in between.
Isn't that the prince? Not surprisingly, the emperor's seat in the future will also be him.
So, this is a love triangle? Because the Marshal couldn't bear to put her in confinement, and didn't want her to have so much time to meet with His Royal Highness Lu Chen, he asked her to enter the military academy after regular classes?
I have to say that Lu Sen used his bizarre brain circuit to get such a weird result, but no matter how he argued, it really made sense. Nothing wrong!
Otherwise, why would the marshal look so much at a little girl? Called the Marshal's Mansion personally? Let her stay under his nose?
Although he was the principal of the military academy, the marshal would personally go to the military academy to check the student's performance every once in a while.
Thinking about it this way, in the days to come, won't the frequency of seeing the marshal on Friday and Saturday increase immediately?