Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

"Um, Frey, to get the bottom of it, what is the Marshal's attitude toward her? That way, I can also explain to the people below." As I heard in the office today, only one sentence of her school time, the rest is up to Instructor management, as a hand-off shopkeeper, how low is his EQ?

Lu Sen rubbed his hands and reached Frey curiously.

"This..." Frey subconsciously looked at the sky, he also wanted to sell his face, the principal of the military academy, he might go to the military academy someday for further studies, and he will be living under this hand, but he is true I do not know!

When he asked the marshal that day, the marshal did not shy away from asking him to take Leng Yiyao to the marshal's mansion, he was full of lawsuits.

Who would let the woman he likes come and watch the scene where he ordered the killing of one hundred and sixty officers? Is the brain plasma and blood mixed together, is it beautiful?

Especially after shooting so many people, I said lightly, "The whole clan of these people will also be slaughtered."

Which girl has such a big heart, facing this kind of scene, she will scream and say, "So handsome, good MAN, so heroic and extraordinary, Marshal, I am going after you!"

In fact, it proved that Leng Yiyao's brain circuit is really different from that of ordinary girls.

She just didn't! anti! should!

She didn't respond to seeing others die, and she didn't respond to seeing the highest generals of the Empire begging for mercy.

In his eyes, he was even so calm as to be leaning on the sofa in the morning, reading a piece of historical records, watching the chaos inside, but staying out of it, waiting indifferently.

This self-sustainability, I have to say, is somewhat similar to the Marshal.

"Frey?" Lu Sen watched as he asked a question. The other side looked at the sky, but there was no response for a long time. What's wrong?

"Ahem." Frey returned to his senses, coughing awkwardly, "About Miss Leng...to be honest, I can't help."

He decided to confess and be lenient.

Counting it all, the number of times the Marshal and Leng Yiyao actually met was not particularly large, but it was true that each time was more shocking.

It was the first time in his life that he saw a marshal sit with a little **** his lap, and it was also the first time he saw a marshal touch a girl’s eyes and said quietly: "Your eyes are beautiful. ."

But, how about going further? No more.

Saying that she is not allowed to contact Lu Chen again, isn't it still not completely stopped today?

Besides, the Marshal was in command at the age of 20, and now he is 24. Leng Yiyao is only sixteen years old when he is full of money this year. The difference is eight years old. This, this is not surprising at the 30 and 22 years old. But why at the moment, looking at the little girl's small body that has not yet fully developed, how can he feel a bit shocking?

Uh, forgive his language level. Although he thinks "shocking" is not used in this way, he really can't think of other adjectives.

"Anyway..." He took a deep breath, and finally concluded: "No matter what material requirements Miss Leng puts forward, as long as it is not too excessive, try to meet them." He is not good enough to let Leng Yiyao say something and leave. The incident in the Marshal Villa was reported, but after this incident, his attitude towards Leng Yiyao was completely more polite.

"Understood." Lucen felt that Frey's hint was already obvious. I couldn't help but secretly figured out this degree of certainty, and finally left with peace of mind, thinking as he walked, everyone around the Marshal was indeed a human being. Three personal guards, now two have been promoted to senior generals, there is only one Frey left. I'm afraid that I have been with him since he was young, and he cannot be separated for a while, and no one can take over his work. After a while, the Marshal asked him to gild for training, and 100% will be put in his military academy. At that time, he must give back, thank you for this reminder today...

Frey sent away the two "guests" for lunch, turned around and immediately returned to the marshal's office.

Rarely, the marshal did not take a lunch break, but took the book and passed the time.

When he had reached his mouth, looking at the marshal's calm side face, he suddenly didn't know how to speak...