Chapter 267: This one

Hemo has never been so embarrassed in his life. He turned around and was about to catch the culprit. Who knows that Evans had a foresight, jumped into the car and patted his shoulder in front of him: "Hurry up, airport!"
The driver actually wanted to stay to see the marshal's madness, but unfortunately because the man behind him was also a wolf master, he shuddered in fright, increased his horsepower, kicked the accelerator, and dashed out.
In the middle of the night, if it were not for the fact that there were no other buildings around the Marshal's Mansion, I am afraid that the sound of the light and the sound of the accelerator would be enough to "disturb the people"!
Hemo looked at the car moving further and further with his expression on his face. For a long time, he gently closed his eyes.
Behind him, Frey leaned in cautiously: "Miss Leng has already returned to the room, are you also going to rest?"
"How is she?" Rubbing his temples, Hemo felt a little uncomfortable at the bottom of her heart, thinking of her almost seductive face just now. What is wrong, he can't be completely sure at the moment, but he can say in front of Evans, "everything happens, don't remember the hatred too deeply. Go back to the country as soon as the matter is over, and ruin yourself for the rest of your life, it's not worth it." He really didn't believe those who said that, she would really be drunk.
"Fortunately, my temper became so docile." No matter what he said, Leng Yiyao nodded and said okay. He felt a little guilty when he had never seen her as a little white rabbit. After all, he and Evans teamed up to get her drunk.
"Meek?" Hemo paused with his fingertips and glanced at him strangely. "What did you say to her?"
Frey touched his face, thinking that there should be nothing on his face, but why the marshal's eyes were a little strange? "It's nothing, just some trivial things, toiletries and the like." There has never been a woman staying overnight in the Marshal's Mansion. Everything was originally placed in the guest room. There is no pajamas and supplies for women. That's how simple it is with each other. Having said that, if you need something, you can call the inside line and let the duty room follow.
"Which one did you take her to?" Hemo lowered his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the mansion.
"It's the closest one on the second floor." Frey followed closely, only to find that no matter how he accelerated, he couldn't keep up with the marshal's pace and had to trot all the way.
"Boom boom boom"
As soon as Leng Yiyao came out of the bathroom, she heard a intensive knock on the door, which sounded like anxious.
She looked down at what she was wearing. The original coat was thrown into the washing machine, and she just put on the bathrobe. However, listening to the knock on the door, it should not be Hemo's character.
"Wait a minute." She wrapped her wet hair and put on slippers to open the door.
When the door opened, the people inside and outside were stunned.
Frey rushed to the front of Hemo and knocked on the door for him. Who knows, when the door was opened, it turned out to be a beautiful girl out of the bath!
The key is that the other party casually put on a white bathrobe, and there were still drops of water dripping on the collarbone.
The white towel wrapped her hair together, revealing her long and slender neck. The drop of water followed her fever all the way down, over the collarbone, winding slowly, until it submerged in an invisible place below...
Suddenly, his face was red and his ears were red, and his heartbeat was almost stiff. The first reaction was to turn his back, blindfold, and creak his teeth.
What, what to do?
Will the marshal kill him alive?
But he, didn't he mean it?
How did he know that Miss Leng was obviously drunk, so she had to take a bath?
Besides, she, how could she come and open the door in such a way?
Hemo's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a piece of hot ice and fire in the dark pupils colliding together in contradiction. He just stared blankly at Leng Yiyao standing in front of the door, from her fever, to her collarbone, to her slender waist, which was almost graspable, and finally to her flawless pair of white jade. Legs.
It is well-proportioned and graceful, without a trace of fat, as if it was carved out by the gods with a knife and pen.
He heard his heart trembling violently, and slowly recovered his calmness. Then, he took off his coat and put it on her: "Is it convenient to talk?"
Leng Yiyao raised her head and looked at him for a moment.
This person's expression has hardly changed since he opened the door to the present. Let the wind and rain beat you, I won't move. It is probably someone like him.
However, she glanced at Frey next to him, she was shivering with her shoulders locked, she couldn't help but glanced down at her bathrobe. To be honest, the length is knee-length, and it is a long-sleeved robe. Except for the slightly V-shaped neckline, other clothes for ordinary people out of the street are not much different. What kind of excitement did he get to show this look of the end of the world?
"Please come in." In contrast, Hemo's performance made Leng Yiyao extremely satisfied. She turned sideways, letting go out of the door, without any hesitation.
But if there is a third person on the scene, seeing the current situation, you will only feel that Frey is completely okay, and as a girl Yunying is unmarried, she is in a country like the Empire where men and women are different. Seriously, This reaction of hers is truly amazing.
When Hemo passed her, his toes paused for a moment, and then he casually chose a recliner on the windowsill and sat down.
"You won't come in?" Leng Yiyao gave Frey a strange look. Didn't he always follow where Hemo went? Why don't you go in now?
"I, I still have something to do, I won't go in." Frey's voice trembled, he turned his face almost subconsciously, and returned to the original path under his feet. Just kidding, the marshal clearly had something to talk to her privately, why did he run over? As a telegraph pole? Besides, besides her "unclothed" appearance, how could he dare to live in the same room with her? Want to die in your room tonight? Although his brain does not turn as fast as Evans, at least he is not stupid?
Leng Yiyao just watched Frey rushing out like fleeing from a wasteland and walked back to her room. The first reaction was that this buddy probably had a high drink tonight?
"Would you like tea?" Before taking a bath, because she was thirsty, she deliberately boiled some water. The tea was ready-made. She was planning to make tea. Seeing Hemo sitting there, she asked meaningfully.
"Okay." He was kind, as if not in a hurry to get to the point.
So, for a while, she stood in front of the small water platform to make tea, and he sat on the balcony chair to watch.
The two clearly did not speak, but the atmosphere was not tense at all.
She didn't smile until she sent both cups of tea to the balcony and put them on the coffee table, "I'm going to blow my head and wait."
It doesn't matter if the clothes can't be changed temporarily. If the hair is left wet for a few minutes in the cold night, she will catch a cold tomorrow. With her delicate body, she was really convinced.
"Do it yourself." Hemo picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly. The tea was still the original tea, but she brewed it, which seemed to be different from herself and Evans. There is a touch of sweetness and bitterness in the clear, but sweetness in return. There is nothing special about water, pure water is used instead of special snow water or spring water, but why is it different?
Probably because she was about to go to bed, the lights in her room were not fully turned on. Most corner lamps and wall lamps were mainly dizzy yellow light that did not affect the line of sight. At this moment, the figure blowing her head from side to side seemed particularly bewildering. people.
The slender waist, gently bent, seems to be for the convenience of blowing, but from this angle, it is so soft that there is no edge. The three minutes she had just been on the lawn subconsciously appeared in his mind.
Every time, when Evans was about to get close to her side, she always twisted and flashed easily. She opened her body at an incredible angle, but she couldn't see any discomfort on her face.
The black silk scarf was blindfolded, clearly restricting her vision, but her actions seemed to be imprinted in her bones, which could change arbitrarily anytime and anywhere.
Hard and soft!
This was his only sense in the match he had just against her.
However, as a woman, she actually dared to go head-to-head with Evans, the key is to let her win....
His eyes followed her waist all the way up, and fell on her pink cheek.
Still blushing, like a large group of peony blooming.
When the tea was just delivered, he was so close, he could clearly smell the wine in her mouth.
So, is the wine really drunk?
When Leng Yiyao dried her hair and draped it down, half of the tea in Hemo's cup was drunk.
She looked up and smiled softly at him: "The marshal is looking for me so late, something?"
The so-called, nothing does not go to the Palace of Three Treasures.
Although she was staying, it wasn't appropriate to live alone in the middle of the night. That is, she, with a big heart, doesn't care about these minutiae.
She sat on the recliner in front of Hemo, picked up the tea cup in her right hand, and gave it a tad. Astringent, moist, bitter, sweet... The contradictory taste made her a little bit addicted. Such a good tea, I am afraid it was offered up. She had been in the empire for so long, and she had only drank it in the Marshal's Mansion.
"Leng Yizheng didn't leave the capital, did you know?" He put down his teacup, his eyes met her. At this moment, the moon shadow reflected, her eyes were calm and calm, as if incompatible with the flourishes, she was so beautiful, he Finally, his heart slowed down, and his lips couldn't help but make a curve.
Her sister whose face was cut by her and was so scared that she immediately went to the doctor?
Leng Yiyao blinked, thinking that the girl's perseverance finally came out of her expectation once. She thought she turned around to call her cheap father and rushed back in a hurry to find the best doctor and use the best medicine, wishing to get away from her.
"I don't know. But if she stays here, it has no effect on me." How thick should I dare to stop her at Shengde? The point is that with her courage, she dared not show up at will.
"The Leng family also has assets in the capital, why don't you start from here?" As far as he knew, all her expenses now are Leng Weiran hitting a card, and she takes it and uses it. Using a fruit knife to directly scratch Leng Yiyi's face, not only slapped Leng Yiyi, but also Leng Weiran's face alive. Since she is going to ask for 40% of Leng Group's equity, she can obviously do it first in the capital, why should she break her face with her family instead?
In his impression, she was not such a person who wanted to be far away.
Feelings, you know what I did in the wooden house, you still have to tell it? Leng Yiyao held her arm and couldn't help but bulging her mouth. In that way, it was clearly a pink doll that hadn't grown up yet. "Why give them the opportunity to occupy the moral commanding heights. The equity transfer is that they give me'willingly', annex the assets, and say it, even if I take the equity, I will be suppressed by public opinion." She is not stupid. , I did it myself, not to mention being affected, and I still don't have a good reputation.
Leng Weiran can't wait to rot in his stomach now to inquire about the Marshal's whereabouts. How dare to tell others that she is using this to blackmail him?
Even Leng Chao can only admit his fate. At least, she left him 60% of the inheritance right. Either the fish is dead and the net is broken, or the meat is cut to repay. In her, there is no third way to choose.
Hemo suddenly discovered from her lazy voice, her real plan.
Once and for all!
I was just willing to work with Evans for this purpose.
Although only a team of people were transferred from him, in the eyes of outsiders, no matter who walked out of his mansion, it completely represented his attitude.
She said that power was overwhelming, and she was really ready to use his deterrent power to block the Leng family from going up and down.
Is there such a relationship between father and daughter in the world?
He suddenly remembered that when he was in City D, Frey had also taken out a survey report on Leng Yiyao. It was obvious that the neglected little daughter was a little bit angry at his father’s partiality, but why did he do this? step? Moreover, the match just now...
"What fighting skills are you practicing?" Evans has been polishing in the military since he was a child. He has experienced various types of boxing and training. Masters have encountered a lot. But just now, except in the first minute, there is still a trace. There was almost only room for shots in the second two minutes. She is the daughter of a businessman, where did she get the chance to get this stunt?
Leng Yiyao’s eyes suddenly cooled, and the smoke of tea slowly drenched her eyes, as if covering her with a layer of mist. She squinted her eyes and seemed to smile, but the smile was cold and bitter, making her People feel cold.
"It's not a skill, it's just a wild way." If this sentence were heard by the instructor who taught her martial arts back then, I'm afraid it will be exhausted. However, it doesn't matter. After all, the other party had already settled down for peace. After thinking about it, it passed by in a hurry for many years. In the end, what remained was only the skills that he hated back then.
"Ye Luzi?" Hemo's eyes suddenly became deep and quiet, and the starlight under his eyes was a little bit, but he couldn't even see the last trace of moonlight.
Ye Luzi can suppress the fighting skills Evans has been practicing for so many years so that she has no power to turn around. Can Ye Luzi let her do whatever she wants and have a skilled posture?
Is she lying to him at all, or doesn't want to say it from beginning to end?