The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1453 Follow the marshal, there is no future!

"It's just that this major is not suitable."

Song Lefeng: "If you feel bad, I will change the candidate immediately."

Young Master Yan's eyes still fell on the information, he casually raised his hand: "No need, this one is pretty good."

Just silly.

To break up love, commit suicide?

Young Master Yan rubbed his chin, seriously thinking: Should she make herself a little more haggard and go out?
After all, his appearance is a little different from this Yiya.

Thoughts affect temperament.

Yiya is cynical, he always looks at others with alienation and indifference, and even has three points of irony and hatred like a hedgehog.

Even if the appearance is acceptable, but that temperament makes people subconsciously want to alienate, and then stay away.

"Marshal, it's almost time."

Yan Tao put down the materials with a smile, turned around and went to the room.

In the mirror, make up.

It took about 5 minutes before she came out of the room again.

The mask was pulled up to the chin.

The color of the pupils was still pitch black, but the pair of peach-blossom pupils stretched another three points, making them appear narrower, longer and deeper.

Song Lefeng quickly stood up and compared Yantao with Yiya in the photo.

After repeated comparisons, I came to the conclusion: "It's exactly the same."

"That's good."

Yan Tao pulled on the mask casually, covering most of his face, and walked out of the room with his long legs: "Go."

Song Lingfeng followed her, and the two hurried out of the hotel.

As soon as he went out, he saw Song Qihai being dragged over by Song Lingfeng's subordinates.

Young Master Song was full of reluctance. When he saw the thief uncle in his family, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "Uncle! What are you doing here again?!"

He was eating well there, and before he had eaten a few bites, he was directly attacked by someone!

Song Lingfeng reached out and grabbed Song Qihai's shoulder, and put it directly in front of Yan Tao, his chubby face turned into a flower with a smile: "It's just right, my nephew is about the same age as you. This time, the selection of the fleet just happened to call him Go with you."

Song Lefeng naturally has his own little abacus.

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate.

If Song Qihai could join the fleet with Yan Tao, would he still have to worry about his future? !

"What??! Fleet trials?"

Song Qihai struggled, frantically wanting to break away from the control of Song Qihai's right hand: "I don't want to go."

His young master is doing well, he is popular, he drinks hot food, he wants to play whatever he wants, and he wants to go wherever he wants.

Once you enter the fleet, you will have to be controlled by others.

Brain is sick!
He doesn't have such lofty ideals about defending his family, defending his country and building a career.

Just let him sit and eat until he dies.

Song Lingfeng smiled on the surface, and exerted force with his right hand to lift this young man, Song Qihai, into the air: "Go...or not?"

Song Lingfeng is a veteran who has really been on the battlefield and experienced many battles.

Even though, he usually smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.

Once that frightening cold aura is emitted, ordinary people simply cannot bear it.

Not to mention Song Qihai, the pampered young master.

Immediately coaxed away, he barely showed a flattering smile to his uncle: "Go, I will go if uncle says so!"

However, whether he can be selected at that time is not up to him...

Song Lingfeng said coolly: "If you are sent back and lose my face, I will send you directly to the border of the empire as a guard."

Song Qihai shook his hands.

Now, I can't even laugh anymore, I can only hum a couple of times as an answer to Song Lingfeng's words.

(End of this chapter)