Super bodyguard of female CEO

"Coming?" Seeing Zhao Chengfeng and an Tong come in, Mr. min Ge doesn't get up either. He just raises his head, but most of his faces are still in the shadow.

But Zhao Chengfeng felt that he was smiling at himself, and he felt that the other side's words were also told him.

This let Zhao Chengfeng not from a Leng, "come? Did you tell me that? It shouldn't be... "

He was a little suspicious that if he thought too much, he didn't get along with him.

"Brother Minge, I haven't come to see you for a long time. How are you recently?" An Tong didn't seem to notice anything, he said with a smile, some apologies and worries in his tone.

"Well, good." Minge seems to smile a little, but he just blurs his words to an Tong. Then he points to another mat and says, "please sit down. I'm sorry. I'm not very fit. "

Zhao Chengfeng was sure that the second half of his sentence must have been said with himself, so he said with a smile, "where, I'm presuming to disturb you."

But the unnatural feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

It seems that this person is very familiar with himself and knows that he will come. Moreover, Zhao Chengfeng is acutely aware that his words are strange. Most people will say "my body is inconvenient" or "my body is inconvenient"... This body——

Zhao Chengfeng glances at an Tong again, and finds that he frowns slightly, as if in doubt.

But if you look at Mr. Minge again, you will find that although most of the opposites are in the shadow, they don't make any difference. Do I think too much.

Zhao Chengfeng doubts in his heart, but after giving a little greeting, he still does it with an Tong.

"Mr. Qianzhi, you drink water!" Heiniu brings two bowls of water and puts them in front of Zhao Chengfeng and an Tong. He smiles shyly at Zhao Chengfeng.

"All right." Zhao Chengfeng nods and smiles at Heiniu. He looks down at the two bowls of water and finds that they really seem to be two bowls of water... This life is really miserable, even without crude tea.

Zhao Chengfeng doesn't think that the black boy is stingy. He only brings out water, which means that the other side can only bring out water, and this may be the normal situation.

An Tong also smiles at Heiniu and takes a sip from the bowl. However, Zhao Chengfeng doesn't move. It's not disgust, but instinctive caution in a strange environment.

Heiniu also smiles shyly again, and then looks at his father, "father, uncle Antong has brought a lot of food and meat. Shall I make some porridge for you?"

When he said this, he licked his lips subconsciously. It seems that he may not have eaten decent food and meat for some time, but he still didn't care about his own stomach first, but he cared about his father's body first.

"The boy seems to have no problem."

Zhao Chengfeng had some doubts in his heart, but when he saw the boy, he felt that he was thinking too much.

Because he was sure that there was no camouflage in his reaction and language. He was a shy, kind-hearted, miserable teenager, but full of hope and vision for life.

But

"Forget it today. It's very late. Take a rest." Mr. Minge said with a smile that he was very kind, but Zhao Chengfeng frowned again... No, he didn't feel right. This young man may have no problem, but Mr. Minge was really wrong.

Although his reaction seems very normal and kind, Zhao Chengfeng always feels that his attitude towards the young black ox is not like a father to his children, but more like a kind Master to his young slaves.

Normal father, in this case, can't feel that the young black cow is actually very hungry. Even if he doesn't want to eat, he will let the young man make some to eat by himself.

"Yes." The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded and retreated, but he didn't go to rest. Instead, he picked up the empty spear and empty armour he had just got and carefully wiped them with an old cloth of unknown fabric, giggling as he wiped them.

His eyes were shining in the dim light. I could see that he really liked these two things.

Zhao Chengfeng suddenly felt something in his heart. As soon as he turned his head, he saw that Mr. Minge was looking at him with a smile. His face was silent, but his heart was slightly tight. He always felt that there was something wrong with his eyes.

Just about to open his mouth, Mr. Minge opened his mouth first. "Do you feel that there are many places you don't understand?"

"Well?" Zhao Chengfeng is stunned, then subconsciously takes a look at an Tong beside him, only to find that he is smiling as if he is listening to someone chatting, but his eyes are lax and empty. Although he is sitting beside him, he seems to be in another time and space.

"Magic!" Zhao Chengfeng was shocked. When he looked around, all the scenery, including the young black ox, seemed to be isolated in another space. He was shocked.

He immediately stood up, grasped the hilt of the sword, and looked at Mr. Minge warily, "who are you?"

"Oh, me? It's really hard to answer this question. You can call me Mr. Minge, or you can call me... "The" Mr. Minge "laughed again, but he stopped half way, then shook his head and said," well, you'd better call me Mr. Minge. Anyway, it's not heavy, isn't it? "

"Ha ha..." Zhao Chengfeng said with a smile, "yes, it really doesn't matter, but it seems that my judgment is correct. It's not accidental that I was guided here by this Mr. Antong, right? What is your relationship with the so-called God? "

Although he said it's really not important, but his mind is still in the rapid calculation, guess the real identity of this person.

In other words, the so-called Mr. Minge should be more than Mr. Minge.

Zhao Chengfeng has several conjectures, one of which is that he may have something to do with the so-called God in the camp. However, if Mr. Antong did not lie before, the so-called God does not seem to be "human" or other creatures in the general sense.

But it doesn't mean that the other party has nothing to do with the so-called God. It's not human. Maybe it can incarnate as human, maybe it can make human body.

And even if it's not the so-called God, it's very possible that it's related to that God. For example, maybe he is the same mysterious high priest, or a hidden figure above a certain high priest.

Zhao Chengfeng said this sentence is to knock the mountain and shake the tiger, to test.

Mr. Minge shook his head contemptuously and said, "God, ha ha, that kind of thing is also called God."

Zhao Chengfeng frowned... Am I wrong? But

He was pondering, but Mr. Minge once again said with a mysterious smile: "young man, you don't have to guess, you can't guess. It's not that I won't tell you, but that I can't say it now. "

"But you can rest assured that I mean you no harm."