What if she was raped while dressed as a vegetable! ! !Wait online, hurry up!

He Ziran: "..." With tears streaming down his face, he begged for comfort pitifully.Inside: Am I pretending not to look like it?Why is he not touched QAQ at all.

"At that time, I was heartbroken and wanted to go with you. But my subordinates told me that you could still be saved, so I could only endure my grief and stood by your bed day and night in undressed clothes. Fortunately , brother, you finally woke up." From crying with eyes full of tears to ecstatic ecstasy at the end, this acting skill is simply beyond the sky.

If the marshal knew that there was such a profession as an actor in this world, then He Ziran could win an Oscar for his acting skills.

Marshal: "..." The logic is illogical, the expression is wrong, it's all nonsense!The marshal came to a conclusion.

He Ziran: "..." His crying face was a little stiff, his heart felt like crying without tears, and there was also some subtle joy, but he didn't dare to jump to conclusions, he was afraid, and it was all in vain...

Marshal: "...um." Looking at He Ziran who had finished the performance, he was thinking secretly.

"Are you finished?" the marshal asked lightly.

"Yeah." He didn't know what he was going to do, but he nodded in confusion.

"That's good, tell me about the current situation." The Marshal took a sip of his tea, waiting for someone's speech.

He Ziran: "..." He looked at his brother sadly, and looked at the expression of the heartbroken man.

"Huh?" The marshal looked at He Ziran with a distorted expression on his face inexplicably.

He Ziran: My infatuation is weird in your eyes T_T

"Then you call someone in." He didn't care.

He Ziran immediately changed his smiling expression and looked at the marshal reservedly.began his speech.

Marshal: "..." It really is a fake.

"Now is the period of a democratic republic...but there are some rules that must be followed by both black and white. And now the country has carried out genetic engineering, and there are some special groups of people called Iranians. It is used for some Special action." He Ziran stopped and took a sip of tea. (The author also stopped to take a breath: it's pure nonsense.)

"What about you? What is your identity?" Taking advantage of this gap, He Suqin asked casually.

"Me?" He Ziran immediately smiled, his eyes rippling as he shot at the sitting marshal.

The Marshal gave him a cool look.

He Ziran immediately sat upright with a serious expression.

"The He family is a century-old family. It has been doing things for the country since the very beginning. Both black and white are equal, but the country has no right to force the He family to do anything. In short, mutual benefit and reciprocity. And me~ Brother Zai is unconscious After that, I was lucky enough to become the Patriarch of the He family."

"Of course, brother, your right is the greatest. The He family belongs to you." And you belong to me.He Ziran added silently in his heart.

He Ziran spoke dryly, looked at the teacup in his brother's hand like a wolf, blinked his eyes expectantly, and smiled flatteringly at the marshal.

The marshal raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the teacup in his hand meaningfully, and He Ziran immediately smiled.The marshal twitched his lips, raised his hand, drank it all in one gulp, and looked back blankly.

He Ziran curled his lips in grievance, and looked at him sadly. I really felt sorry for him.However, Marshal He remained unmoved and could not show any compassion.

"that's it?"

"...Mmm." He Ziran replied extremely aggrieved.

"Well, I'll go out in the afternoon." He ordered lightly, and by the way, let's see what kind of planet it is, what kind of system it is, and how barren it is!

"What? Brother, you want to go out?" He Ziran stood up in shock.His face immediately became cold and gloomy, and his strange pupils stared straight at He Suqin.The cuteness just now was gone.

Just now, he deliberately restrained his breath and released it all at once, squeezing this space tightly...

"What? You want to put me under house arrest?" Finally can't pretend anymore?The marshal squinted his eyes and sneered, looking at him sarcastically, his killing aura like a king resolutely countered.

Suddenly, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the living room was enveloped in an invisible coercion, making people breathless...

The bodyguard at the door was sweating profusely, his back was slightly bent, he was panting heavily, and his face was full of horror!The danger was clamoring in his mind, but as if he had been cast by a spell, he froze in place, unable to move!

"...No, I just... It's just that you just woke up and need to rest!" He Ziran's face turned pale, not because he was afraid of the marshal's aura, but just looking at those ruthless eyes, the memories of the past appeared in his mind. The situation, he panicked, explained hastily.

The Marshal was silent, just looked at him.

"Brother, wait for me for two days. After two days, you will feel better. I will go out with you again, okay?" He Ziran looked at the marshal with a sincere face, suppressed the complicated feelings that came up in his heart, and slowed down. The voice asked softly.

"No!" The firm voice said without hesitation.

"Brother, don't force me." He Ziran struggled with pain all over his face, his enchanting eyes looked at the marshal with some despair, full of sorrow.

Who is forcing whom?The marshal did not budge, and looked at him coldly.

"Knock Knock Knock..."

"Come in." He Ziran immediately changed his expression, and said coldly and majesticly.

The marshal took advantage of the situation to put his momentum back, and the hall immediately returned to calm... But it seemed that something was dormant, waiting for an opportunity to move!

"Patriarch, President Yu has arrived and is waiting for you in the lobby." Gu Fu bent over and studied his shoes without looking sideways.

"I see, you go down first." Looking at someone who was still expressionless, He Ziran looked helpless.

"Brother, wait for me for a few minutes, I'll go out with you." After speaking, before the marshal could answer, he walked out of the room.

No need to guess, his answer is definitely no.

The marshal sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, glanced coldly at the layers of bodyguards at the door, snorted coldly, turned and went back to the room.He wants to practice!

It's not that I'm afraid of those bodyguards, but that I still don't have the ability to protect myself, and I don't know the structure of this planet. If I go out rashly, I will have a lot of troubles, and the identity of this body is not simple... As for the rules?Marshal himself is the rule!

Although that He Ziran was full of lies, the marshal still admired him very much, no matter in terms of means or manner.but!If it can't be used by me, then there is no need to exist!

The newly arrived bodyguard, who was overwhelmed by the imposing manner, looked at He Qian Patriarch, Vegetable, Suqin in horror, and stood stiffly at the door.I was tangled in my heart, wait a minute, if the former Patriarch comes over, will they listen to the current Patriarch or the former Patriarch?It seems that the former owner is more terrifying, but I heard that the current owner is even more perverted QAQ

Fortunately, the former Patriarch just glanced at them and left.But, that look seems scarier, okay (>_<)

"Where's Mr. He?" He Ziran asked the bodyguard with a bad face after hurriedly dismissing people away after going to the hall for a few minutes.

"Patriarch, Mr. He has returned to his room." The bodyguard replied respectfully.

Huh~ It's good if you don't escape again.

He didn't want to imprison him, he was just afraid, afraid to see him who had no self in his eyes again, and he was really afraid that he would do everything possible to leave him, and he was even more afraid to see him with a full face towards other people again. smiling.

That's not him, not the powerful and ruthless former head of the He family, He Suqin.Now, can he look forward to it a little...

"Brother?" He Ziran called cautiously, and tiptoed to the marshal's bed.

"..."

"Brother, are you angry with me? I really don't have that kind of thought today, you have to trust me." I won't know in the future.

"..."

"Brother, don't bully me." Her voice was pitiful, choked with sobs.

"..." Who the hell is bullying whom?The marshal didn't want to bother with this psychopath even more.

"Brother, you used to be so kind to me. You made soup for me, smiled at me, and asked me how I was. Why did you treat me so cruelly when you woke up?" Don't be afraid to ask for proof.The choked voice was filled with complaints of grievance.

"I told you I'm not your brother." There was impatience in the cold voice.

"Brother, stop talking angry, it makes me uncomfortable to hear." A low and thin cry came from the side of the bed, extremely aggrieved.

He couldn't imagine that if it was still acting or someone else, he would not be able to hold back this impostor!But this is his brother's body.He Ziran was very confused.

Marshal: It’s okay to feel uncomfortable, I’m afraid you won’t feel uncomfortable.

"Brother, are we going on a date this afternoon? I'll accompany you wherever you want to go. What are you more interested in, is it..." the joyful voice chattered with joy.

"Shut up." It was unbearable.

"Brother." He was interrupted for a moment, and burst into tears after hearing the voice.

"Get out." He opened his eyes and looked straight at someone with a face full of grievances.

Looking at him with murderous eyes, he was a little too excited to hold back.Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he glanced at his brother with tears in his eyes, seeing that he was unmoved, he could only reluctantly leave.

Finally returning to silence again, the Marshal closed his eyes and began to recover his energy.

This dilapidated body is really terrible, and he doesn't have to be controlled by others.It's just that this He Ziran didn't have the slightest malice towards him, but he seemed to be probing for something?He was safe until he came to a conclusion, but he was more used to taking everything into his own hands.

That He Ziran is very weird, he keeps pretending to be crazy (?) in front of him, and he gets angry just looking at him!It's best to use it for him as soon as possible, otherwise, the marshal is afraid that one day he can't bear it and will kill him, and he is secretly thinking of ways while practicing.

"Patriarch." Gu Fu bowed and saluted.

"Well, what do you think." In a slow, unhappy tone.Sitting lazily on the sofa, resting one hand on his forehead, he looked faintly at Gu Fu, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

"Judging from that person's habits, posture, and personality, it's almost the same as before. But... this kind of situation is not uncommon." He hesitated and said his own guess.

"You mean, that impostor is pretending to have amnesia again." He Ziran's eyes flashed with murderous intent, his strange pupils were bewitching and bewildering, but they carried a deep sense of unknown danger.

However, he immediately overturned this conjecture, that kind of momentum, like an emperor, cannot be refuted, and the killing is terrifying.How could it be possible to fake it, could it be... No, it's not right either.

"This possibility is not ruled out. The last time the one lost his memory was after you brought him back. He had the memory of the previous one in his mind and imitated it directly. Although after you discovered it, let him directly... ...Falling asleep. But it's hard to guarantee that he will be more cautious this time." Gu Fu thought about his words and suggested in a low voice.

He Ziran narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping his fingers on the sofa chair.

"Understood, you go down." After pondering for a while, he ordered Gu Fu in a cold voice.

"Yes." Gu Fu retreated in cold sweat, and the Patriarch's momentum became stronger and stronger.

Even the tone of scolding himself is exactly the same.Can that trash imitate such imposing eyes?Which time was he not trembling and cringing in front of himself.How could he, He Ziran, not be able to distinguish the person he loved deeply.

However, his brother's momentum seems to be much stronger?Even more terrifying.However, as long as it is him!

As for the trash last time, he was only too frightened at the time to really believe his amnesia.When his patience was exhausted, he dared to run away with his brother's body, who gave him the courage?Later, seeing how he pretended to be like that, he kept him. I didn't expect him to use a body that didn't belong to him to seduce her. She really wanted to die.

He used a decoction to make him fall into a deep sleep, but he didn't expect to wake up a year later.Seeing that ruthless appearance at that time, he was really excited.Under his repeated temptations, he remained on the sidelines from beginning to end.

While he was rejoicing, he also started to feel uneasy. It wasn't until today when he scolded him that he was sure that his brother had finally returned.

I really want to run over to hug his brother and give him a few kisses, but every time he refuses to let me, and even warns him coldly.Thinking of this, He Ziran curled his lips in grievance, his usually weird eyes were now twinkling with stars, full of childlike yearning.

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