Chapter 358: General, fortune telling (18) (reward 66w plus more)
"But oh..."
The girl suddenly spoke, interrupting Yan Heng's thoughts about falling into danger.
He lowered his eyes and saw that she was holding her small face in doubt, as if she couldn't understand something.
Milky voice asked grimly, "Brother Yan Heng, why does General Wang Hai always show that he wants to kill me?"
In the plot, she couldn't find the hidden identity of Wang Hai.
It's faster to ask directly.
"..."
Yan Heng couldn't help being stunned by her question.
Asked...really straightforward.
He thought for a while, but didn't answer right away. He just lowered his head a little bit, and he was only a few feet away from the soft and squeezed cheek.
His lips opened slightly, his voice hoarse, "Do you really want to know?"
"Ok!"
The little guy nodded seriously.
Under the nodding motion, the small nose tip deliberately or unintentionally rubbed against the peak of the man's Yingting nose, causing him to breathe tightly, and his mood was also a little confused.
After thinking about it, Yan Heng finally let out a laugh and straightened up.
Raising his hand, took off the National Teacher's hat that was in the way, and after throwing it away, he covered the soft little head and rubbed it vigorously.
The words were calm: "Because, originally tonight was your death date."
Seeing the little girl who was stunned and started to tremble, Yan Heng smiled and raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.
"You shouldn't forget how you dealt with us ministers who were loyal to Luo Yunguo before."
"...No, no."
Xiang Xing Miao nodded.
Although she didn't deal with it before!
However, for so many years, it has long been her passive skills to help the original lady sister.
"So, in order to get rid of your confidant heart, I will put you under house arrest all the way to Northern Xinjiang, and will join General Wang Hai..."
As the man said, he paused, and only made a gesture of wiping his neck.
It seemed murderous, but the ink-colored eyes were filled with a gentle smile, making the little guy not feel scared at all.
But it does not mean that there is no feeling of fear.
Ever since, the little guy continued to raise his soft eyes eagerly and looked at him cautiously.
The little hand paused, and suddenly stretched out courageously, and pulled the man's cloak.
Biting her pink lips, she asked in a low voice, "Then, Brother Yan Heng, are you still killing me now?..."
She has already sent so much information to apologize...
do not!
Seeing her shrunken face, her soft and moist eyes were almost red, and her pitiful appearance made Yan Heng's heart confused again.
How could he be so cruel to kill her.
Thinking about it, the man seemed a little uncontrollable, and suddenly pulled her little hand in the horn of her cloak.
He held it tightly in his palm, said nothing, and stared deeply at the overly soft little girl in silence.
Looking up and down, there was a sudden pause, and a little dissatisfaction surged under the deep ink eyes.
"...You still don't want to wear this national teacher uniform. It's ugly, and it will be inconvenient to move in the camp."
He spoke abruptly, and in Xiang Xing's somewhat stunned gaze, the handsome face turned aside unnaturally, "Go and change it."
Looking at this body, he still felt a little awkward.
"……Oh."
Although I don't know why, but the little guy still obediently agreed.
Gently broke away his big hand, and ran out all the way.