Cinnabar-dyed celadon

"Brother, Kagezuo Shakiaki's adjutant has sent an invitation to tomorrow's dance."

Acheng handed two invitations to Minglou. It is not news that senior Japanese and puppet officials are going to hold a ballroom dance at Paramount, and it is reasonable to send invitations to Minglou.But his public identity was only Minglou's housekeeper, and he was only the secretary-general of Minglou's office, and he sent an invitation specially for him, the purpose of which was obvious.

"It seems that Ying Zuo Zhenzhao is very curious about your relationship with Zhu Sha." The corners of Minglou's mouth curled up slightly.

"I don't think he's just curious, is he?" Ah Cheng raised his eyebrows. "It's too boring to repeat the same old tune."

"Even if there are only two of us left in the Ming family today, Ming's enterprises are still the pillar enterprises of the economy. Both of us are now important figures in Yingzuo Zhenzhao's eyes." Minglou smiled and said, " We usually let him not catch the omissions in our work, and our private life is also monolithic, he managed to catch a little opportunity, and he sang old songs and new ones, which is not surprising."

"Then we, as he wishes?"

"Of course, we want him to see the result he wants to see." Minglou picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Sometimes, having one more weakness will make our disguise more natural, without leaking any flaws."

"Yes," a smile flashed in Ah Cheng's eyes, "he probably never thought that this weakness is actually a sharp knife for killing people."

Paramount Ballroom, a world of feasting and feasting.The band played dance music without stopping for a moment.Miyoko was wearing a dark blue cheongsam, a black mink shawl, and high heels on her feet, and entered the door together with Kagezuo.Obviously, Yingzuo Zhenzhao attached great importance to her and picked her up personally.

"General Yingzuo." Minglou stood up first, nodding slightly.

"Mr. Ming," Yingzuo Zhenzhao raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Minglou's attitude was always neither humble nor overbearing, which made Yingzuo Zhenzhao a little more respectful, but also inevitably a little suspicious. "Mr. Ming should be very familiar with this lady, right?"

"Miss Qianye, long time no see." Minglou was kind, and his smile was extraordinarily decent.He shook hands with Miyoko. "Actually, speaking of it, Ah Cheng and Miss Chiba are the closest friends." Minglou said and looked at Ah Cheng, who was still smiling as usual, but when looking at Miyoko, there was a little more. Divided into warm colors.

"Sir, General Kagesa, Miss Miyoko, sit down first." Mingcheng said with a smile.After several people sat down, Minglou smiled and said, "Ah Cheng, you should sit down too."

"Yes, sir." Ah Cheng naturally sat down opposite Miyoko.While the waiter was serving wine to several people as usual, he was stopped by Ah Cheng when he was serving wine to Miyoko. After whispering in his ear, the waiter nodded and left.Ah Cheng turned around and saw Yingzuo and Minglou looking at him, so he explained, "Miss Miyoko has a stomach upset recently, I asked them to change the lady to a glass of juice."

Both Yingzuo Zhenzhao and Minglou laughed, and Yingzuo Zhenzhao laughed loudly and said: "Mr. Mingcheng is indeed Mr. Ming's right-hand man, and he is really careful."

"General Yingzuo praised you." Minglou smiled nonchalantly, "This is what he should do."

Yingzuo froze for a moment, he had heard that Lou only regarded Ah Cheng as a servant, but seeing that he entrusted him with many financial tasks on weekdays, he always felt that the relationship between the two was not just about the relationship between the two. It's as simple as master and servant.But he didn't want Minglou to say it so bluntly.

One night passed under the light and dark temptation cast by Yingzuo Zhenzhao. After sending the cinnabar back to the hotel, it was almost night when I returned home. I chatted with Minglou and returned to the room. Ah Cheng was lying on the bed but had rare insomnia up.

All night, Yingzuo Zhenzhao was testing his relationship with Minglou, and testing his relationship with Zhu Sha in words.After all the language temptations were dealt with by the three together, Yingzuo Zhenzhao asked him to invite Zhu Sha to dance again. He secretly scolded Yingzuo for being cunning, but naturally he still didn't show it on his face.Hanxiao got up and went to Zhu Sha to ask her to dance.Zhu Sha naturally readily agreed, and the two walked to the dance floor under the eyes of Minglou and Yingzuo Zhenzhao.However, Zhu Sha's injury hasn't healed yet, after such a fast dance music, her body may find it difficult to support her.He immediately put his arms around Zhu Sha's waist, deliberately using a third of his strength. "Don't worry, I can hold on." Zhu Sha understood his worry almost at the same time, and whispered in his ear.Afterwards, the song ended, and Zhu Sha still stood upright even though she was panting slightly.

Thinking of helping her to sit back, her body trembled slightly, which made Ah Cheng feel a little distressed for a while.Although as secret agents, covering up their pain is an instinct that has long been rooted in their bones, and it is not worth mentioning it.But on the way he sent her back at night, after she suddenly relaxed, her suppressed breasts and her trembling and unable to sit up straight made him really feel the four words - powerless.

With Minglou in these years, most of the time he was more hands-on, so of course, most of the injured people were him.Therefore, being injured and enduring pain seems to have become something he has long been accustomed to, and he doesn't feel much about it.He also had worries about Minglou. After all, in this gloomy and gloomy world, where guns and bullets rained and wars raged, their brothers had already stood on the edge of the cliff, panicking every step of the way.But no matter how much he worried, it wasn't the feeling he felt this time. It was something he had been away from for a long time—unbearable and distressed.

☆、Kyoyama Matsumoto