Brave cats, save the boss

"This one is too tight!"

Xiao Hongdou was forced to raise her head, her spine straighter than the green bamboo in front of the door.

He was wearing a heavy wine-red dress with dark gold stitching and buttons made of blue-gray Aurora Mabe, which is the least produced by Ocean Star. His dark-toned clothes were more eye-catching than any bright colors.

He was born well, and he looked like a noble little king in ancient times in red.

As Xiao Hongdou said, she was about to tear off her clothes. When he moved, the already tightly packed fabric also moved, revealing the slender and powerful waistline underneath.

Hearing his constant complaints, the lady brought by Crewe slapped Xiaohongdou on the back of her hand, making the cat furious, but there was nothing she could do.

The lady said: "Listen to me, this dress fits the waist best, look at this small waist, how thin it is!"

After finishing speaking, she actually retracted the buttons on her waist by a distance of finger width.

"No, it can't be done..." Xiao Hongdou was strangled so hard that she held her hands high and dared not refuse, "Help me..."

The lady smiled and sewed the button in twos and twos, "Isn't it stable now?"

Crewe coughed twice at the side, and said, "Ms. Liqi is the best designer of Dixing, the young master's body... really looks good."

"That's not true," Mrs. Liqi picked up the ruler and compared the size of Xiao Hongdou's body. "Broad shoulders and narrow waist, three to seven points, not hunched or stiff. Tsk tsk, better than the mechanical model I ordered."

After all, he jokingly took a ruler and slapped Xiaohongdou's buttocks, "I'm so envious."

Xiao Hongdou was completely furious, and jumped behind the sofa, her eyes full of vigilance.

Mao Mao is most afraid of extroverted and strong ladies in her life.

Mrs. Liqi laughed, turned to Crewe, and asked, "Where is the Marshal? He still wears those two pieces, and he doesn't plan to change them?"

Crewe: "You also know that the Marshal doesn't like to ponder these things."

Mrs. Liqi narrowed her eyes, propped the ruler under her chin, and said with deep meaning: "He will come to me again in the future."

Crewe didn't dare to talk back, and said with a smile: "Then I'll send the young master to the military headquarters first."

Mrs. Liqi didn't say any more, and just blew a kiss to Xiaohongdou, "Baby, relax."

Cats cry.

Crewe took the initiative to explain: "Ms. Liqi is Marshal Yan's aunt."

"Ah?" Xiaohongdou paused when she unbuttoned her button, with a mournful face, "Why didn't you say it earlier."

Crewe smiled awkwardly: "Isn't it too late?"

When Mrs. Liqi saw Xiao Hongdou, her eyes lit up. After wearing all the seven or eight dresses brought by the apprentice, Xiao Hongdou was still dissatisfied, so she asked her to send a new set.

Each stitch is handmade by Liqi, which is more flexible and close-fitting than machine-made products.

Crewe glanced at his watch, "It's almost time, let's go."

The dinner was held in the banquet hall of the military headquarters. Yan Changqiu went to the military headquarters for a meeting temporarily and left in the afternoon.

It was the first time for Xiao Hongdou to ride in a flying car, and she was a cat by nature. She stared intently at the fast-moving aircraft all the way, wishing to pounce on it and wave its claws to bite it.

Crewe couldn't help laughing, and said, "What are you looking at?"

"Car." Xiao Hongdou's eyes widened, "Krewe, what is your real identity?"

"Me?" Crewe was taken aback. The truth is not a secret to ordinary people, but he belongs to the military department, so it is reasonable to keep it secret.

He looked at the little red bean in the rearview mirror, smiled, and said, "The crocodile."

Little Red Bean blinked, "I heard that some crocodiles will be eaten by leopards."

"Ahem!" Crewe coughed violently, and hurriedly said, "That's a caiman, and I'm a crocodile, not smaller than the marshal's original form."

"Oh." Xiaohongdou shrugged and looked out of the window again.

The top of the military.

Yan Changqiu got up and walked into the lounge, opened the wardrobe, there were only two suits in the dress cabinet, one black and one gray, both of which were suitable for weddings and funerals, and seemed too dull for banquets.

He changed into the black suit casually, stepped out, and happened to meet Deputy Marshal Zhou Ji.

Zhou Ji's hair is gray, his body is strong, and his figure is not out of shape.When he saw Yan Changqiu, he immediately stopped talking with the adjutant, frowning.

Yan Changqiu tilted his head slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Deputy Marshal Zhou."

Zhou Ji's dry lips moved: "Marshal Yan."

Zhou Ji gave in, so his adjutant had no choice but to salute and say hello.This man was young, he looked like a junior in Zhou Ji's family, with an unhappy expression on his face.

Yan Changqiu nodded and walked straight to the banquet hall.

"Uncle..." the young adjutant whispered, "Is Yan Changqiu sick?"

Zhou Ji frowned, "I'll find out tonight. By the way, Zhou Xia, how is your contact?"

"It was promised to send me Yan Changqiu's case," the adjutant Zhou Xia looked puzzled, "but I couldn't get in touch yesterday."

Zhou Ji nodded and said, "Yan Changqiu really did it for outsiders to see."

They agreed to get married as soon as they met, and even hugged each other in front of the reporter uncharacteristically, which looked fake.

"Yan Changqiu's partner is also coming today." Zhou Ji said, "You find an opportunity to ask clearly."

"it is good."

When they reached the door, they heard exclamations from the banquet hall.

The two looked at each other, both very puzzled.

Zhou Xia stepped forward and pushed open the door on the second floor of the banquet hall, walked to the railing and looked down in two or three steps.

I saw a middle-aged man sitting on the ground in the lobby on the first floor, his face was flushed, but he couldn't stand up.

Zhou Xia looked intently and saw that the man's knee was actually stepped on. No matter how hard he struggled, his long leg didn't move at all.

He froze for a moment, looked up, his fingers unconsciously clenched the railing, his mouth shut from ear to ear in shock.

"Can't talk, huh?" The trampling boy spoke lazily, holding a bottle of freshly opened red wine in his hand, casually resting on his bent knees.

A dark red dress, as thick as blood.When they saw his face, they were even more dazzled, almost burned by his too dazzling beauty.

With him as the center, a circle was formed in the lively banquet hall. The senior military officials were all on the second floor. At this time, many people stopped talking and looked down.

Zhou Ji: "What's going on?"

Zhou Xia didn't answer.

The man sitting on the ground turned blue and red, and lowered his voice to warn: "This is the military department!"

"Military Department, huh." Xiao Hongdou shook the wine bottle in her hand, suddenly turned her wrist, and a bottle of wine tilted out, drenching the man from head to toe.

There was another exclamation from the surroundings, but listening carefully, there were obviously a lot of exclamations.

"Very strong wine."

"strong?"

"I'm afraid it's not wine."

The crowd laughed in low voices, "Whether the wine is strong or not depends on the person."

"Spicy, it's so spicy that your mouth will salivate."

The man was stupid, he never thought that he would be slapped and humiliated in the military's territory like this.

After pouring a bottle of wine, the boy casually threw it behind him, but he didn't hear the sound of glass breaking.

He glanced casually, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The young man who caught the bottle grinned and made a gesture of toasting him.

This person conveyed goodwill, and Xiao Hongdou also smiled.

As soon as he turned his head, the young man was immediately pushed and shoved by his companions and ordered him to hand over the wine bottle. He resisted to the death and hugged him tightly.

"You!" The middle-aged man said angrily, "Yan Changqiu is already a waste! You protect a waste, is it because your family wants to be the lackey of the Yan family?"

The man is irritated, but still has basic judgment.Xiaohongdou can attend the banquet, and she is dressed luxuriously and luxuriously. Although she is unfamiliar, her family is definitely a wealthy family.

But if Xiao Hongdou understands the threat in his words, she will definitely be jealous of her family's relationship with Yan Changqiu, and maybe she will scold Yan Changqiu together with him.

In this way, the task assigned to him by Zhou Ji was completed.

The middle-aged man made good calculations, and the coldness on Xiao Hongdou's face was really swept away.

He was about to be proud, but he heard the young man say: "I speak for Yan Changqiu, and it has nothing to do with the family."

"After all," the young man withdrew his long legs and said with a chuckle, "I am Yan Changqiu's... partner."

There was a moment of silence around, and then bursts of discussion exploded.

The people who were grabbing the bottle also stopped.

"It's really him, I thought I was wrong."

"Fuck, I said who is so bold, it turned out to be him, tsk tsk, then it's not surprising."

The stupid beauty, the first-class playboy of Emperor Star, the youngest son of the Minister of Finance, Xiaohongdou.

The young man holding the wine bottle still couldn't recover, his friend bumped into him, and teased him: "What? Your soul was taken away by Xiao Hongdou?"

"Don't blame him, it's the same with me." Someone said in shock, "Stupid is stupid, the spicy is also the first-class spicy."

"You still think about whether the family has enough money to defeat him! This bottle of wine costs more than 3000 gold coins, right? Doesn't this mean that people prepare seven or eight bottles every day for playing backwards?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

The middle-aged man reacted quickly, and raised his voice: "Relying on Yan Changqiu's identity, you dare to fight in the military department!"

"You also know that this is the military headquarters." Xiao Hongdou's face suddenly turned cold, and her eyes of different colors were as deep as an abyss. "Slandering the Marshal, do you look down on His Majesty the Emperor, or... look down on the Empire?"

The senior officials on the second floor stopped talking.

"Marshal Yan," a 27-year-old glamorous woman smiled, her phoenix eyes glanced at the tall and straight man beside her, "Your wife is not bad."

Yan Changqiu slightly raised his hand and corrected him: "Princess, she is a partner."

The princess raised her folding fan to cover her lips, "Like it?"

Yan Changqiu didn't speak anymore, just stood there silently, looking at the ruthless and cold killing god.

"It turned out to be him?" Zhou Ji frowned, "Didn't you contact him to steal the case for you?"

Zhou Xia was completely dumbfounded, "Yes, yes."

"Then why would he protect Yan Changqiu!" Zhou Ji slammed hard on the railing.

His arrangements are all in vain!

As soon as Xiao Hongdou said this, whoever dares to talk about Yan Changqiu openly, wouldn't that be looking down on the emperor and the empire?

It doesn't matter if Yan Changqiu is disabled, as long as the emperor doesn't dismiss him for a day, he will be the only marshal of the empire.

The middle-aged man didn't understand what Xiaohongdou said, but everyone said so, and he was dazzled by the money given by Zhou Ji's subordinates, so he didn't take it seriously.

Yan Changqiu was appointed Marshal by the emperor, no matter how much he discussed in private, he couldn't get it out in the open.

Now even if Xiao Hongdou didn't step on him, the middle-aged man couldn't get up anymore. He looked around at the mocking and contemptuous expressions of the people around him, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"That's the truth."

Suddenly someone on the second floor laughed loudly.

Little Red Bean looked up and blinked.

He did not know this person, and this passage in the book does not say that such a person spoke.

"Dare to slander the Marshal of the Empire in the military department and disrespect His Majesty." The man walked down the steps and walked to Xiao Hongdou, "Detain him and wait for the judgment."

The middle-aged man shouted: "Your Highness, I—"

The soldiers waiting at the edge of the banquet hall strode forward. One gagged the middle-aged man, while the other picked him up and dragged him directly to the military prison.

After this person went downstairs, Xiao Hongdou never looked at the middle-aged man again.

He tilted his head and looked at the young man in front of him, "Which Highness are you?"

The young man turned to him, took Little Red Bean's palm and kissed it lightly, with an indistinguishable smile in his eyes.