Zhai Mu stares at her in front of her in a daze. His mind is like a fast replay of the slow camera. He quickly skims over the previous things. That night, he killed people fiercely and reacted quickly. He did not change his face in the face of the wound. The city government was extraordinary, and he had a lot of relations with the gambling king Xile.

It was only a blink of an eye, but she sat on the marshal who never touched a woman.

Who is this woman?

"Marshal is asking you something." Frey found that since entering the bedroom, even zhaimu has become a little confused. Did he not hear the Marshal's question? Still say, heard, but hesitated not to know how to answer.

Standing behind Zhai mu, the military doctor touched his bruised nose and lowered his head intelligently as if he had not heard anything.

Only Zhai Mu opened his mouth, but suddenly did not know what to say.

Do you know me?

He only knew that her name was lengyao, and he was not sure whether the name was true or not.

But it was a one-sided relationship, and he saved her life. But the timing of their meeting was too sensitive and easy to be misunderstood.

After all, on the night of Lu Ming's death, it was not his shift, but he appeared in such a deserted place.

There was an unbearable silence in the room.

Frey's brows almost wrinkled together, he did not understand, such a simple question, what is worth hesitation. Seeing that the Marshal's face did not change, he took a deep breath as he sat there motionless.

"He is my Savior." Light as if it could be blown away by the wind, slowly came from Hermione's arms. The voice, casual, as if it was a walk when a familiar person, casually said hello, no matter.

However, her voice just fell, the four men in the room, all eyes fell on her body.

Zhai mu can't believe that she can tell the truth so easily. The military doctors think that this girl is a little mysterious. Frey can't involve the youngest daughter of the cold family with a soldier's life-saving grace. As for hemer, about, she is the most indifferent one in this room.

As if, like Leng Yiyao said an earth shaking answer, he is still this picture of motionless like wind.

"I said I was the only one who survived the night Lu Ming died." She raised her head and quietly met the examining eyes on her head. Then, she gently pulled the corner of her lip and slowly grasped him with one hand. In full view of the public, she led his right hand and slowly covered her waist side, along the way.

The doctor's throat suddenly became dry. He only felt that he had seen something extraordinary. He quickly turned his eyes away. Zhaimu and Frey's faces suddenly showed the same strange expression.

How could Marshal let Leng Yiyao do whatever he wanted?

The fingers touching hands meander along the way, can stop to her lower right corner of the abdomen, she did not move. She gazed at his eyes, motionless, but there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, which seemed to enchant and smile: "that night, here, it was very hurt, very serious."

The fabric of the robe is light and thin, and the skin moves away. Hemer can easily touch the protrusion under the palm of his hand, which is the touch of gauze bandage.

He lowered his eyebrows and chuckled.

So, on the night of Lu Ming's death, she was also seriously injured.

And the rest of the insiders, have always closed their eyes.

"What do you want to do?" There was a faint interest in his voice. After all, no one had been able to make him feel so interesting for a long time.

If you expose your weakness and throw out the bait intentionally, you should have a plan. He asked her to enter the world, but she did not agree to it. What did she ask for? What do you think?

Obviously, it was a random military cleaning. I didn't expect to find such an interesting little guy on the way.

His palm slowly under the edge, in a room of people shocked to speechless expression, opened her robe, a hand to her wound.

"Hiss -"

Leng Yiyao takes a breath of cold air.

Only listen to a crisp tearing sound, he actually will her wound bandage cotton, gauze opened. The burning pain at the wound was like being burned by the fire, but she didn't care about it. She just felt that the eyes in front of her were too amazing.

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