Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Or the northern sky is where men should stay!

A group of big masters breathed the fresh air of the Imperial Capital Airport, and couldn't help thinking like this in their hearts.

In other words, the plane to D city on Tuesday night swayed a circle on Wednesday, birthday is celebrated on Thursday, and I will return on Friday. Does this mean that Miss Leng doesn't like her hometown at all?

A group of people didn't know why, and suddenly wanted to see her look, but saw her leaning aside and fell asleep!

Well, going out with a group of masters is indeed a bit boring. But, anyway, it's night, at this point, send her back to the marshal's mansion?

The heart moves at will, and is about to put it into practice, but some people can't help but scratch their scalp...

Who will pick her up in the car?

Who dares to be chopped off to feed the dog?

For a time, the lieutenants of the Guards Corps, look at me, I look at you, no one said anything.

Silence means, dare not.

Zhai Mu shook his head helplessly, turned around, and patted Leng Yiyao's chair: "Here you are! Are you going back to the villa or to the marshal's mansion?"

Leng Yiyao rubbed her eyes. Because it was a temporary decision, she didn't let the military circle of D city arrange a special flight at all. The civil aviation who was sitting directly on the side tilted her head and fell asleep. "What time is it?"

"Less than eight o'clock." He glanced at his watch and replied.

"Let's go back to the villa." It's over the meal, and I don't want to go back and forth again. She now wants to lie on the soft bed comfortably all night.

To be honest, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the moment you open the curtains comfortably when you are basking in the sun in the morning is simply wonderful.

"..." Zhai Mu looked at the crying expressions of the eight colleagues, and felt that he shouldn't give Leng Yiyao multiple choice questions at all. What kind of villa?

"But, when you come back, you always have to say hello to the marshal. Anyway..." He turned his gaze slightly along the older brothers: "The big guy is doing his best to be your bodyguard."

Everyone nodded immediately, this is really not a joke. As a guard in the marshal's mansion, in the empire, who can enjoy this treatment except the marshal?

Leng Yiyao propped her chin, raised her eyebrows and chuckled, is she turning a corner to claim credit?

"Okay," she agreed quickly, "I'll call him."

What phone call! The real intention is when people arrive!

The lieutenant colonel squeezed a mighty and majestic face, and they wanted to scratch their heads. This, what does this mean, it's in the imperial capital, what's the point of staying overnight!

Leng Yiyao didn't seem to see the collapse on their faces, and the phone got through, but it was a pity that it kept showing the blind tone.

Ok?

Has Hemo's number changed?

She lowered her head and glanced, but she saw the light on the phone screen dimmed, and she always felt incredible. Just think about it, nothing would be "impossible" for this person. Also, she raised her head subconsciously, just right. Those deep and gloomy eyes. "came back?"

The three words are clear and light, but I don't know why, when he says it, there is an extra lingering taste.

Leng Yiyao kept this posture blankly and watched for a long time, but at the bottom of her heart she forgot to care about which balaozi gave Hemo in advance, but she looked at someone wearing casual clothes and wearing a top on top of her head. Hats, no matter how you look at them, you want to take a photo to commemorate them.

The steel-and-iron person suddenly became a free and easy-going type. The key to this style of casual switching is that the value of the face is too patience, and Leng Yiyao silently gave him a compliment in her heart.

"Why are you here?" She blinked her eyes and found that the eight lieutenant colonels had torn the epaulettes at the same time and scattered them randomly, apparently not planning to make a tailwind and listen to them chatting. However, this reaction was clever enough. Hemo is dressed up as an ordinary person, and also wears a baseball cap specially. Don't say it, people who don't know, think which star is out of the street, the thief is **** tasteful!

Since no one followed, obviously the Marshal wanted to be alone. They have been in the Marshal's Mansion for many years and they still understand this.

"I heard that you played a big one in D City. I'm afraid that no one will share your feelings. I came here to take a look." He was not casual, but all the newspapers and magazines in the empire today reported that she inherited Leng's. The news about 40% of the group’s equity became the focus of everyone’s attention. He couldn’t think of any other reasons for her staying in D City, so when he asked Zhai Mu to return to the city, he sent him a Positioning.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true, I saw it again so soon.

It was obviously only a few days later. I don’t know if it’s because she is one year older. I always feel that the emotions in her eyes are a bit long.

Hemo coughed and suppressed the hoarse sensation in his throat, "Why, I'm not happy to comment?"

Leng Yiyao shook her head, but said nothing.

For a long time, as if thinking of something, she covered her head and sighed with a speechless face: "My birthday is not over yet, don't remind me to go to the military academy." Don't even think about confiscating the vacation she earned so hard to take advantage of this opportunity .

"Well. It's not... No." Hemo chuckled. When he said these words slowly, he seemed to be thinking about something. In a place where Leng Yiyao couldn't see, the bottom of his eyes was slightly curved. In an instant, there was a stream of light. flash.

"What do you mean?" As soon as she heard that she could skip class, her mood was instantly beaten up, and she was resurrected on the spot. This is about a routine illness as a student. When I am not in school, I feel bored and want to go to school in the morning. But when it comes to class, there are clearly two hundred reasons not to go to class every day!

Hemo stood up and didn't say: "Do you like yesterday's cake?"

Huh?

"You let someone do it." If you ask, the representative must be familiar with her taste. After thinking about the unaccustomed breakfast this morning, Leng Yiyao couldn't help but nodded, okay, this is fine.

"I'm afraid you won't be used to eating, I specially asked the chef to follow the flight behind you." He raised his head and adjusted the position of his hat. The brim of his eyes was incredibly gentle, but it was a pity that no one knew it.

"What if you are like this, so I can't get used to other people's cooking in the future?"

Hemo thought silently in his heart, then never eat dishes made by others, just stay in the marshal's mansion.

Leng Yiyao also said casually, rubbing his slightly sleepy hair, and stood up, but saw his rare lips tucked slightly, obviously in a good mood. What interesting thing happened?

"Let's go, go back and get a good night's sleep." He did not ignore the faint indentation on Leng Yiyao's face, it should be the trace of leaning on a certain seat after falling asleep.

Hemo came to pick him up in person, naturally returning to the Marshal's Mansion.

Leng Yiyao nodded, saying that she knew, but she forgot it in her heart. Is the chance of living in the Marshal's Mansion a bit high recently?

The group of people returned to the Marshal's Mansion mightily, but did not even see Frey. Leng Yiyao gave Hemo a surprised look: "His sister is about to get married, and she has taken time off and went home." About that marriage Not only was Frey worried about a man eight years older than himself, he had lingering fears every time he thought of this age difference.

Leng Yiyao nodded clearly, and compared with Leng Chao, Frey's performance was considered a pro-big brother.

However, he is not too old, is his sister married early?

What is the legal age for marriage here? I don't know why this idea suddenly popped up in my mind. It has something to do with her.

Seeing her look subtle, Hemo thought she was thinking of something, combined with her previous attributes, and subconsciously asked: "The chef is probably back by the plane tomorrow morning. What do you want to eat at night?"

"I don’t eat it, it’s not long after the machine has been eaten, so I can’t eat it." Leng Yiyao turned back to her senses. Seeing Hemo thought she was thinking about dinner, she couldn’t help but want to help her forehead, her image, right? Have all let the word "eat" be defeated?

"The room has been cleaned up for you. It's still the same room. Sometimes you remember to find me." It takes more than an hour to come back from the airport, and it's time to go to bed after almost nine o'clock. He walked to Leng Yiyao: "Tomorrow, remember to get up early, and I will take you to a place."

Where to go

Leng Yiyao glanced at him blankly, thinking that she was probably the busiest student in the world.

"You'll know when you get there." He waved his hand, as if he didn't want to say more. Turned around, walked to his living room, stayed alone with Leng Yiyao, looking at his figure for himself. No one from the Marshal’s Mansion unexpectedly went out for him and was surprised when they brought back a large group of children. She should say that these people’s psychological qualities are too good, or someone is in the minds of others. omnipotent?

Forget it, now is not the time to care about these. She yawned and went back to her room to sleep leisurely.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, the two went out.

Along the way, the elongated black car galloped, and quickly dashed along a familiar road. Leng Yiyao glanced at the roads and scenery on both sides: "Isn't this the way to the airport?" It was for military use. The one at the airport!

"Yes, where I went today is a bit far away." If you don't take a plane, there is not enough time. Hemo smiled and turned sideways. Today, he did not wear a uniform, but a slightly more homely suit. It can only be said that people with good figures are fascinating no matter what they wear. Leng Yiyao thinks that yesterday's outfit was a madman, but today's outfit is completely handsome. Unexpectedly, taking off his military uniform, he turned out to be such a marshal...

"What are you looking at?" Noting that Leng Yiyao's eyes were on him for a long time, Hemo couldn't help but glance at her, but saw that she was like a okay person, holding up her chin, and replied naturally, "Appreciating the beautiful scenery."

After receiving the mailbox in his hand, he slowed down for a moment before he understood what Leng Yiyao said.

Beautiful view?

He held his forehead with one hand, wondering if he was talking about himself. I always felt that, for the first time, I realized that it was not bad for me to have such a face.

In addition to the attribute of "eating", he discovered another characteristic of her-belonging to the Appearance Association.

Is this his luck or his helplessness?

Shaking his head, he lowered his head and continued to remove things. Leng Yiyao didn't bother anymore.

Seeing Hemo's busyness, today's time is completely taken out of his busy schedule. But the point is, where is he going to take her? Go there by plane? With the current security factor, it doesn't seem to be a formal trip at all, so it's no wonder he has to wear regular clothes. There was a vague idea in his mind, but he was not completely sure. The moment he got on the private jet at the airport, Leng Yiyao simply gave up the boring thing of guessing the destination.

It's rare, Saturday is all right and light, why do you think so much?

It is a rare vacation.

She raised her hands and lay back, the soft custom-made sofa quickly wrapped her up, giving her a particularly soft feeling.

"This time, when taking the birthday party, I announced that I would inherit 40% of the Leng Group's shares. I don't want to be low-key?" He turned his head to see that she had relaxed and was lying on the sofa, completely relaxed. The state seemed to make people unable to think of her coldness and determination when she killed someone.

"Always keep it in your hands, otherwise, for things like fake notarization, they have many ways to look reasonable." Businessmen, even profiteers, must worry about the word "integrity" in a competitive environment. Without this, when everyone cooperates, they will subconsciously weigh whether the other party will turn around and change their faces, turning their faces to deny people. Let Leng’s father and son announce the news in front of all the guests. On the one hand, they humiliate them. On the other hand, they must be hammered to nail this fact to the table. The lawyer has also notarized it on the spot. As long as she doesn’t fall, no one will Fa stripped her of the 40% inheritance rights. Of course, if one day, she is too dishevelled and is designed by others to have a chance to take advantage of, then it is another matter.

"The wind desires to be quiet and the trees are not stopping. You have been on the cusp of the storm recently. Pay attention to everything." He thought for a while and could only exhort this sentence. Before she did something, she should have thought clearly before and after, but she was not at ease.

Leng Yiyao smiled, already in the situation, why should he avoid taboo?

As the two talked, the plane had arrived at the destination very quickly, and the first arranged vehicle took them all the way to the destination. When the maple leaves all over the mountains fell into the eyes, accompanied by a slight cool breeze, the autumn leaves slowly fell on their feet. Leng Yiyao cried out in shock: "Maple Leaf Forest?"

He said that he had the opportunity to bring her, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Hemo smiled, nodded, and stood beside her, "I said, it will gradually make you truly fall." The imperial capital is now completely surrounded by modern buildings. Even the star-point greenery does not reflect the shock of autumn. Only this inaccessible forest, because it is located in a remote mountain area, not many people know it, and the road is not convenient, but it retains a bit of the true taste of autumn.

In a desert country, what luxury is it to have such a beautiful maple forest?

Leng Yiyao was almost completely fascinated by the scenery in front of her.

Leaving the car, the two of them simply walked into the mountain. The tree crowns on both sides were already golden. Some leaves were like gold leaf, and some were ruddy like fire. Walking in it on the carpet of yellow leaves, there really is a kind of wonderland. feel.

"It's all grown in the wild here?" She glanced at the growth of the trees. Almost every tree has arms over the thickness. If you run into a real old tree, three adult men standing around each other will not necessarily have So wide.

"In the beginning it was wild. Later..." He lowered his head and glanced at her: "I found it accidentally, so let people lead the sapling over."

Gee gee...

This is the real money burning.

Others are rich in their faces. This person, in order to enjoy the autumn, is so troubled by his teachers. The point is, this is not something that can be done with money.

Leng Yiyao looked at the invisible scenery in front of her, and was almost astonished by someone's wealth.

"There is a viewing pavilion over there, let's go and take a look." Hemo casually pointed out that a simple pavilion had been specially repaired halfway up the mountain. Very ordinary buildings, without special carving methods, even vaguely returning to the basics. There are windows that can be opened freely on the walls on all sides.

As soon as Leng Yiyao and the others sat in, they found that someone on the table had prepared refreshments and hot water.

A curl of heat rushed over her face. She looked back at Hemo and found that he had already handed a piece of refreshment over and took it instantly and took a bite.

Fluffy, soft, slightly sweet, with the unique bitterness and sweetness of matcha, with this cup of tea, you are in such an endless maple forest.......

It really is a kind of enjoyment.

This is about the easiest day since she came to the Empire.

Before lunch, I was sitting in the pavilion and enjoying the scenery with Hemo. When I was hungry, I would have some refreshments, and when I was thirsty, I would drink some hot tea. In this heavy autumn, she seemed to step on the whole autumn scenery under her body.

The gold of the maple leaves are all large and tightly clustered, and the breeze shook and shuddered, as if they had become golden clouds floating in the sky.

They are sitting in the best viewing spot, in the golden and cool, looking up to the sky, it seems that they can hold the entire world in the palm of their hands, leaning over, and almost the entire world is under their feet.

This is a kind of supreme happiness. Although she knows that these are obtained by spending a lot of money, she suddenly feels that the happiest thing in this world is to wake up the world and get drunk. Lying on the knees of beauty.

However, as for who is a beauty, who is a hero...

Leng Yiyao faintly blew the water temperature on the teacup, her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head to chuckle. This is really an unsolved problem.

Refreshment is not a real staple food. When Leng Yiyao arrived at twelve o'clock, she felt a little hungry at certain point. She hadn't spoken yet but saw someone coming up.

From a distance, he looked like a nice fat man, and when he walked closer, he was indeed a fat man.

It's just that this fat guy, for her taste buds, almost flew both the north and the south of the imperial capital: "Miss Leng, you just made the sandwich buns, do you want some?"

The bottom of the mountain is far away, and it takes time and effort to bring a big dish up, the key is that the smell will affect the view. After thinking about it, the fat chef prepared some special sandwich buns.

"What stuffing?" Leng Yiyao took one, not in a hurry.

"Fresh fillings, specially baked, would you try it?" He looked inconspicuous, but he took a lot of time to prepare these fillings. When he got off the plane, he went to the nearest kitchen all around and started to get busy. Even the things were taken by people in his place.

Leng Yiyao glanced at this white and tender appearance. No matter how you look at it, it's really simple.

Bite it down, the tender petals fall on the lips, chewing slowly, the fragrance of the mouth is full. The perfect fusion of sweetness and acidity, coupled with the soft pasta, almost melts in the mouth, even more tender than pastries.

Leng Yiyao felt novel and took another bite.

She didn't know that the fat chef added a wide variety of flowers, one of which was the imperial Chinese painting, which was outstanding. The dazzling red, falling on her lips, almost blended with the maple leaves all over the mountains and plains. The beauty was breathtaking, but she didn't know at all, slowly and slowly aftertaste the deliciousness, and then licked slightly along the lips. One bite...

In an instant, the fat chef bowed his head directly, afraid to look at the marshal's face.

The country’s beauty and heavenly fragrance originally meant more than just beauty. I’m afraid it’s a bit thin to describe the people in front of me.

"Go on." Hemo glanced at the chef in front of him indifferently. No one noticed that his voice was a little bit astringent at this moment.

The fat chef immediately caught his tail and left, as if he didn't want to stay for a second.

Leng Yiyao didn't realize that there were only two of them left until he ate a whole steamed bun.

This huge halfway up the mountain, for a time, the silence was a little subtle.

Taking a sip of tea slowly, she turned around, looked at Hemo, her eyes fixed slightly: "Didn't you mean that you are very busy recently?"

Hemo held her hand on the edge of the teacup, and she was silent for a long time, reflecting the golden and red leaves of the mountain, and she could see her in full view: "It is more than enough to spare a day."

"Why?" She put her hand on her cheek, smiled lightly, her eyes fell on his Moruyu eyes with a pure expression.

For a long time, I saw him leaning over and smiling, bowing his head, turning sideways, quietly saying, and almost whispering—"Make up for your birthday present."