Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Frey has always done things clean and tidy. Irrelevant people and irrelevant things have never affected his judgment, but now, looking at Leng Yiyao sitting in the passenger seat, he couldn't help frowning.

But everyone has curiosity. But this person seems to have eliminated the seven emotions and six desires that ordinary people should have.

When she sent a text message for help, he ignored it, and didn't mention it when she met.

She didn't even say why he knew the hotel she was staying in.

On the first day when I first came to the capital, I was summoned by the marshal to meet, and I didn't even ask.

He was really curious about what happened to her face that showed a trace of surprise.

"Colonel, if you keep looking at me like this again, I suggest you stop by the side and watch it all at once." Leng Yiyao saw that Frey had already glanced over for the third time, and gently used her fingertips. I clicked on the rearview mirror, "The owner of the car behind is almost going crazy."

At the moment, this road is a one-way street with a narrow width. It is not easy to overtake at all. Their SUV happened to block a large number of vehicles behind. Frey's current speed is enough to drive people behind him crazy.

Probably, he had never been slapped face to face like this before. Frey's face was embarrassed, and he didn't look in the direction of Leng Yiyao again. He kicked the accelerator and the car immediately speeded up.

This way, they headed north from the prosperous city, and gradually drove to a group of hidden villas. Surrounded by greenery and the sound of water, unlike the glitz of the city, this place seems to be another paradise. Quiet in the chaos, but there is no heaven.

The guards at the door are naturally real guns and live ammunition, fully equipped, seeing their cars coming from far away, saluting all the way, and welcoming them respectfully.

When the car stopped at the door of a three-story villa, Frey stalled and got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Miss Leng, please."

The voice was flat as water, and the usual indifference and alienation were restored again.

She smiled, her eyes followed the dim light, and she swept around the villa, followed him in a kind manner, and walked into the villa.

Full of books...

This was her first impression after entering the villa.

The four walls are all built up with bookshelves, from low to high, the books are neatly stacked, even if the heart is restless, it will instantly calm down when you walk here.

She unconsciously glanced at the bookshelf, and unexpectedly, there were not only military books from various countries, works by great men, and more, but also various profound and dry works such as mechanics, biology, and physics.

"Here, please." Frey waited patiently for a moment, as if in no rush, until she finished looking at the main hall, waved her hand to guide her.

Looking in his direction, the lights were quiet all the way, only in the deepest part of the corridor, a study room quietly exuded an intriguing atmosphere...

As if hearing Frey's voice, the man turned his head from the deep part of the walkway.

The lights and shadows were intertwined, the sudden light and the unspeakable darkness flashed by, and finally, it fell deeply into his eyes.

Time seemed to pause, and everything around him became hazy.

He wore a uniform, and his eyes were full of dust. The gaze looked straight, almost penetrating her soul. Deep, quiet, shocking, abstinence...

Without saying a word, it is already a rare and noble painting in the world, but the slight smile on the corner of the lips, like the finishing touch, draws the whole person vividly and clearly.

Leng Yiyao shook slightly, slowly lowering her eyes.

If the first time I met, I was frightened by his power, then at this moment...

The Floating Buddha, the heavenly gods testify.

In this world, there is probably no one who is more worthy of the four words "unspeakable" than him....