Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 83 The Admiral Is Well (4)

"Stop touching the water these few days. If I'm not here, just ask the adjutant if you need something."

Re-apply the good medicine for him, Yuan Mo said, for fear that he would have to take care of everything with this stuffy gourd.

The adjutant is her capable general, and he is also a well-known figure outside, Su Yao dare not bother him, just nodded to show that he knows.

As for whether to listen to it or not, it is out of Yuan Mo's control.

Seeing that he has no intention, he is also happy and leisurely.

Before the boat set off, the sultry summer wind blowing into the cabin from the river mouth made people feel a little more warm for no reason.

Yuan Mo lay lazily on his back on the leather sofa, unbuttoned the collar of the army green military uniform, and the cool air in the cabin poured in, removing the heat from his body.

On the side, a man with short hair in a crescent white gown was sitting upright, with silver-white framed glasses on his fair and delicate skin.

His eyes were lowered, without any expression, he just used his hands to hold the slipped glasses from time to time to keep them from falling off.

The air was terribly silent for a moment, and even Su Yao could clearly hear the cries of family members at the dock who were reluctant to part with each other.

"Dong Dong!!"

"Sir, your lunch order."

The knock on the door by the waiter broke the embarrassing situation.

Yuan Mo opened his hands, elegantly laying on both sides of the leather sofa, looking like a big guy, exuding nobility.

Hearing the sound, he lazily opened his eyes and glanced at Su Yao, his eyes were clear, and asked him to open the door.

Meals on board are simple and not very tasty.

Yuan Mo took two mouthfuls and didn't eat any more, but Su Yao, following the principle of not wasting food, almost missed eating what was on Yuan Mo's plate.

"It's delicious?" Yuan Mo leaned against the sofa with a playful expression on his face.

"It's okay." Su Yao pursed her lips and cleaned up the things.

Looking at the almost untouched vegetables and rice on Yuan Mo's dinner plate, he frowned, feeling a little pity.

The country is currently in a downturn, and many ordinary people can't even eat a bite of food, such extravagance and waste...

Su Yao stood there without moving, Yuan Mo raised his eyebrows, as if smiling.

"What? Haven't you eaten yet?"

As he said that, he seemed to want to order another order, but was stopped by Su Yao.

Pulling her sleeve, shaking her head: "No...no, I just feel it's a waste."

He's not a good person, he just doesn't want to waste food.

Yuan Mo pursed his lips almost inaudibly, watching Su Yao tugging at his cuff, with rippling eyes.

With such a reckless move, Su Yao hastily withdrew his hand like a hot potato, his eyes wandering and he did not dare to look at Yuan Mo.

Holding the plate in both hands: "I...I'll throw it away."

After all, he pretended to be calm and left.

In fact, I panicked a lot.

No, he is a man, Admiral Lin is just a woman.

Why are people not panicking?

hold on! !can win.

Su Yao packed up his things and took them out. Before he went out, he heard the girl's deep and clear smile behind her.

Su Yao quickened his pace, and the crescent moon white robe drew a beautiful arc in the air.

I didn't see the girl talking and laughing at the corner ahead, and also didn't look at the road.

Accidentally, all the soup was spilled on the girl's beautiful tutu skirt.

The yellow oil stains on the expensive Western tutu skirt were extremely eye-catching. Su Yao felt guilty and immediately apologized to the girl.

The manner of the gentleman is gentle, which makes people feel full of apology.

Most people don't care too much, but girls are different.

Wearing white lace gloves, he slapped Su Yao on the face with his backhand.

His fair and delicate face instantly turned red.

The girl's skin was porcelain white, and she was wearing exquisite makeup. She looked at Su Yao with disdain and disgust in her eyes.

He snorted coldly, with a condescending tone: "The quality of the people of country Z is really low, no wonder they are bullied like this by foreigners, and they have no power to fight back."

(End of this chapter)