Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

Leng Yiyao said a long time ago that few people can compare with Hemo in terms of color. Whether it was Lu Ming, who was the first to wake up, or Huo Qiming, who was arrogant and arrogant, they were far less charming than this person.

He looked stern and arrogant, and he couldn't overcome the cold from the heights, but in fact, there was occasional light flashing under his eyes, and that moment was almost shocking.

Just like this moment.

Looking at his face that leaned slightly to the side, it seemed that all eyes fell on her alone. The fiery red maple leaf reflected in the aftermath instantly became a foil, and Leng Yiyao's breathing paused slightly.

From the first moment she saw Maple Leaf Forest, she was surprised.

When Hemo came to pick her up from school at Shengde High School for the first time, she suspected that when she personally took her to "Baize" late that night, she was even more surprised, but did not expect that today, there would be This birthday trip.

Is it to use? Is it temptation? Or something else?

She has seen too many cases where she is self-righteous and always thinks that she can play a man in her palm, but in the end she ends up humiliated and miserable.

Hemo's routine is too deep and the background is too heavy. She lifted up her broken hair and smiled slightly, and there was a slightly inexplicable sly in her eyes: "I have this birthday gift."

Too cunning!

Hemo looked at someone close at hand, and the curvature of the corners of his lips curled up slightly, as if carefully measured with a ruler, clearly with a hint of careless temptation, but he didn't know it. Such amorous feelings, it was not intentional, but he was numb in his heart for a while as if being rushed through by electricity. It was a feeling of helplessness when someone scratched his paw.

What can he do with her?

Such a smart person can even guess why he wants to rectify the military world, but he can't guess what he is doing now?

But the words are turned back, what can he do?

She is only seventeen years old!

It’s a year away from adulthood. Do you expect her to immediately pounce on his arms and coquettishly say "I do"?

To be honest, this picture, he can't even make Lenovo...

Regardless of other things, it is always the first to dominate the position next to her, the melons are ripe, and there is always a day to grow....

Hemo discovered that in addition to marching and fighting, one day, for a woman, he also wanted to use thirty-six strategies. Was the hard study of the early military books originally prepared for today?

"Do you want to sit and enjoy the scenery in the afternoon, or do you want to walk around?"

He got up, opened the distance between the two of them, and returned the clean air in front of her to her, as if he turned his eyes away casually and smiled. That smile, there was no trace of anxiety that could not be answered, nor the long-awaited anxiety, it was like the wind had passed Wuhen, since he had asked, he no longer cared about it.

Really a very chic character.

Leng Yiyao didn't know that the person in front of him had already planned thirty-six strategies, and he should first choose the minutiae such as "wish to get caught", "draw from the bottom of the pot" or "distance close and close attack". I just felt that this person is really good-natured. Not bad.

"Wander around and climb to the top of the mountain to see." If you don't climb to the top, how do you know how small the mountains are. Since she had been on the special plane for so long, she naturally wouldn't just look at it casually. This autumn in the north is always more atmospheric and bleak than in the south. She really likes it here.

"First finish eating." Hemo pointed to the sandwich buns on the table and smiled. The air rose slightly at noon. She was not a weak woman, and he did not need to worry about her lack of energy. It's just that sometimes, it is inevitable to be a little curious, where did her potential and methods come from?

At least, according to the current situation, the Leng family and his son have been in the mall for many years, but in front of her, there is no room to fight back.

Her sister Leng Yiyang's reputation is now completely defeated, and the sign of the Leng family outside has become her instead.

The only heiress in the empire, the prestigious richest woman...

Think about it, when I first met her, she was just a girl with a truancy problem. Hemo shook his head. There was really no prediction at all about the circumstances of her life...

"You don't want to eat something?" She saw something on the table. He barely touched any sandwich buns except drinking tea, so he couldn't help but hand one to him.

Hemo lowered his head, looked at the round and lovely bun shape in front of him, and gently squeezed it with her fingertips, very delicate. He once held these hands, soft and tender, delicate and tender.

He replied softly and took it from the palm of her hand, not knowing if it was an accident, her fingertips interlaced, and her little finger scratched his middle finger.

The two slowly ate the steamed buns, while the other frivolous eyebrows seemed to smile, but they did not speak.

Words, at this moment, turned out to be somewhat redundant.

At about one point, Leng Yiyao felt that she could walk and digest her food well. Walking along the pavilion, there is only a muddy path. After being soaked in rain, the feet are soft and hard to walk. About, Hemo always had the only mood to sit in this viewing pavilion, and never thought about climbing a mountain. Leng Yiyao looked up at the mountain peak and estimated the time, at least two hours.

After such a long time, Hemo casually chopped a branch from the tree next to him, "If you don't bring trekking poles, just use this. It can save a lot of effort."

Leng Yiyao thought to herself, in the military school, weight-bearing cross-country running is common morning exercise. When do you need to use this thing when you climb a mountain by yourself?

However, it is not her character to refuse casually.

Anyway, I haven't tried it, just as an experience.

She took it and smiled, "Thank you."

Hemer paused and wanted to say that with him, she would never need to say thank you, and she was afraid that she was pulling the progress bar too fast today, and she couldn't decide what to think of him. So, watching her palms on one end of the branch, sliding past his eyes...

"I heard that you were once ambushed in the night market in the city center." The maple leaves all over the mountain, from golden to dark yellow, to light red, to dark red, layer upon layer, dizzying. What's strange is that when you wander through it, you find that every cluster of branches and leaves above your head is brand new, and the look and feel can be refreshed again without reaching a new position. Sometimes, those leaves are put together into animal shapes, and sometimes they look like strange rocks on the seashore.

Leng Yiyao likes scenery very much, whether it's spring, summer, autumn or winter, as long as it is beautiful, she likes it. Therefore, when Hemo asked her, she almost divided half of her mind on the autumn leaves in front of her.

"Yeah, do you think you are too impatient? I did it as soon as I arrived in the imperial capital. The point is that the people who came are too good to have a chance to fight."

Her body like this now is a test of her patience. Fortunately, since I went to the military academy last week and my physical training has kept up, it has improved quite a bit.

"A member of the royal family?" Since he was engraved with an inverted scorpion tattoo, he couldn't escape the royal connection.

"Yes." The ground was covered with maple leaves. When stepping on it, sometimes it even creaked. She lowered her head and looked at the traces of the two people walking along the way. She found that the trail was quite interesting, as if they were specifically marked out. The same footprint.

"Lu Chen didn't find the news over there?" He turned his head and followed her gaze. For some reason, he thought he wanted to take a picture of those footprints.

"How do you think it can't be him? Maybe, he deliberately?" In this world, it's not uncommon to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The smartest person in the world is the one who can play stupid. If Lu Chen is really stupid, why hasn't Lu Ming been really favored by the emperor for so many years? He is also the emperor's own son. The key point is that his popular support rate is so high that he has too many advantages compared to the eldest son who grew up in a honey jar.

It can't be done casually and simply to keep the emperor's favor.

"It's not him." Hemo smiled, not for Lu Chen's grievances, but they knew that no matter whether Lu Chen was really stupid or not, he would not move Leng Yiyao a bit. On the one hand, he is at a disadvantage now, and when Leng Yiyao sent him back to the imperial capital safely, he was moved to solicit her. On the other hand, it is roughly more dominant. Although he didn't want to admit it, he might realize his feelings for Leng Yiyao earlier than himself. Find someone to touch Leng Yiyao? This kind of thing that he knew would never succeed, he left an assassin with tattoos to her. Isn't she afraid that she would kill him in minutes?

Leng Yiyao smiled dumbly. This person is quite majestic. Even behind his back, he doesn't say bad things about the "rival in love".

Her thoughts just flashed through her mind, and Hemo continued: "He doesn't have that brain yet."

…….

Forget it, when she just thought about nothing.

Leng Yiyao curled her lips, man... Probably, regardless of the changing times and passing years, it will always be such a wonderful species...

"Then who do you think it is?" Since Lu Ming is not a member of Lu Chen's sect, and Lu Ming is dead again, how many people in the royal family still have the idea of ​​killing her?

Hemo curled his lips and smiled, then suddenly stopped, pointed at a paused bird on a bright red maple leaf, and said relaxedly: "Don't you have the answer in your heart?"

The two eyes crossed, it was clear that they were also admiring the thrush, and they seemed to be pointing to the intricate imperial stalemate.

Yes, she has the answer long ago. It's just that I'm too lazy to talk about it. Who would let it? The more promise Lu Chen owes her, the more joyful it will be when she fulfills it. She has never been someone who can throw it behind her head at will. As Leng's original blood, she could slap her face in public, let alone the chief envoy of the assassin? She hasn't done anything yet, so she is anxious, so let's be restless, she wants to see who is the last laugh.

However, this person's vision was too poisonous, as if he could see through it at a glance whether it was the things displayed on the table or other things. She couldn't help but shook her head and chuckled: "This Emperor, is there anything else you don't know?"

The bird probably heard their conversation, was slightly surprised, and instantly spread its wings and fly high. When hovering in the treetops, he even called out a few times. In this empty hill, it was melodious, crisp and powerful, and filled with ears, which was exceptionally beautiful.

He tilted his head and suddenly glanced at her quietly, without falling a word, but Leng Yiyao clearly saw a hint of meaning in his eyes.

Just when she thought Hemo wouldn't answer, he suddenly stretched out his hand and moved closer to the tip of her hair.

A slightly warm air stream passed by his ears, he lowered his body and approached her eyes, clearly very close, as if they were about to stick together, but he suddenly stopped in the air, his fingertips moved slightly, and finally It fell on her head, "Don't move, there is a broken leaf on your head."

Ok?

Leng Yiyao immediately raised her head, but felt that hand glided past her hair like a dragonfly. Then, a small red leaf fell on his fingertips, flipped from index finger to middle finger, and finally landed on the palm of his hand.

His hand is much bigger than hers, it is a typical soldier's hand. Powerful, firm, and even with the calluses of holding a gun all the time, it was the kind she knew very well.

It's just that all her attention now is focused on the broken leaf.

After all, his wheat-colored skin reflected the leaf, which was too delicate.

She took a closer look, and it turned out to be a bit like a bird's pattern, which is really strange.

"Yes," Hemo suddenly spoke when she was looking at his palm: "It's you."

Ok?

He said these four words mean...

Leng Yiyao recalled her last question:

——"This imperial capital, is there anything else you don't know?"

-"Yes, it's you."

original…….

He is answering her question.

She curled her lips, her eyes were calm, and then she took the broken leaf from the palm of his hand and buckled it directly to her ear, like a delicate hairpin, which covered her hair with a particularly charming setting: "That You might guess, what will I be in the imperial capital?"

why?

At the beginning, it was because of his “seeing death but not saving”, because she clearly sent Frey the “seek message” that he was under house arrest, but he was indifferent, so the Leng family threatened by the royal family dared not stop Lu. Chen's people came to catch her; later because she safely sent Lu Chen to the imperial capital, Lu Chen owed her a promise, a promise of the sole heir to the throne. Now, it's because I don't bother to stay with the bunch of people up and down the Leng family, and I don't see it, so I just want to eat and drink.

Can the real reason be?

Perhaps only God and herself know.

He shook his head, his face full of interest. He said that the only person he could not guess was her.

Leng Yiyao smiled softly, and a clear light flashed across her eyes, "Walk again, I will soon reach the top of the mountain."

In this world, who is truly untouchable and who is truly unpredictable. Perhaps everyone's answer is different.

They can be the children of the chess game or the holders.

Just look, who has a long-term vision and a stable mind.

Can Hemo really guess what she is thinking?

not necessarily. However, this person will never speak easily before the truth is revealed.

As she observed, his mind was stable enough. As an ally, he was the most reliable person in his life, but as an enemy, he was afraid of being the most difficult opponent in the world.

Lu Chen came to invite her to the royal masquerade. Every word Hemo said was profound. Doesn't she understand?

wrong.

In this world, there are only smart people pretending to be stupid, and no real fool can be as sober as they are.

The two smiled at each other, and there was no discussion about the royal family.

Along the way, she walked very steadily along the trail, leaning on the branch "trekking pole" that Hemo had chopped down for her. She thought it would take two hours to walk, but it took only one and a half hours, which was half ahead. Hours.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the endless gorgeous landscape of maple leaves, it was extremely dazzling.

"Only by standing at the highest position can you see all the branches clearly." He smiled and pointed to the viewing pavilion where they had sat at noon. Obviously, after walking for so long, I can see clearly from here.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, the ancients sincerely did not deceive me...

"Take a good night's sleep tomorrow. For this birthday, you have to relax before you can be worthy of yourself." He also regretted that her schedule was too full, making the two of them busy every day, and no time to contact. But now I want to come, but it is the best. At least, he is within reach.

"Don't tell me, I am also ready to sleep in." Leng Yiyao shrugged, except that she will not shorten the time she exercises in the gymnasium of the villa now. Most of the rest of the time, she has contributed to the inexplicable foreign language and softness. The kingsize bed.

He suddenly chuckled, his voice low, but extraordinarily sexy. Just outside the unconcealed handsome posture, there was a "buzzing" roar in my ears. The sound became louder and louder, and it seemed to be a bit reflective, as if it was in the Imperial Hotel. late at night…….

Sure enough, the moment the head was raised, the gunship jumped and stopped in front of them respectfully.

The wind, rising from the clouds, made the clothes on her agitate. Hemo beside her barely cared about the height under her feet. He leaped over and climbed directly onto the edge of the plane with the other hand, with his right hand buckled on the guardrail, turning around and slowly moving towards her. Stretched out his left hand: "Come, hold me tight..."