The quick-pass system always wants to make trouble

Chapter 1895 The young marshal always likes to make trouble (17)

The adjutant was thoughtful.

Sighing, "You wait here, the young marshal just had blood splattered on his body, fearing that Miss Nian would be frightened when she saw it, so she hurried back to the young marshal's mansion and wanted to change clothes before coming to see Miss Nian."

I have never seen the young commander so angry.

However, the reason for the young marshal's anger made him even more dumbfounded.

He still remembers what the young marshal said to this day.

The young marshal said: The clothes are stained with other smells. If she smells it, she will misunderstand that he touched other women.

And then... the young marshal took out the wooden warehouse and smashed that bitch.

but! !
Damn, the young marshal didn't kill that woman.

Instead, it hit her in the leg...

The young marshal said again: It's not good to kill people, save one's life, let her see, I'm actually very kind.

adjutant,"……"

To be honest, he didn't know how the young marshal was feeling, but he knew that he was not well.

Since that person appeared, the young commander-in-chief is no longer the former young commander-in-chief.

Ugh!
The adjutant's face was full of vicissitudes, as if he finally knew what it meant to be a beauty.

He was depressed when he suddenly heard Master Meng's trembling voice.

"Miss her... She is not here, she said in the morning, she has something to do in the past two days, so she won't come to the rose garden."

The adjutant raised his eyes instantly, his pupils dilated, as if he had heard some bad news.

What the hell are you telling me now that that troublemaker has something to do?
How dare you say it again! ! !

Seeing the adjutant's appearance, Meng Ye hurriedly handed the letter to the adjutant with trembling hands. "This, this is the letter she asked me to give to the young commander before she left..."

Mom, I'm so scared.

Although he has gone through many vicissitudes, but the adjutant is like this, he is really panicked...

Just now the adjutant said that someone designed to seduce the young marshal, but he didn't look like this.

The adjutant just reached out his hand to take the letter, when he suddenly remembered something, he withdrew his big hand abruptly, and put the two letters behind him silently.

Staring at Master Meng with a serious expression, "Since the letter is from that...Miss Nian asked you to give it to the young commander, then you will give it to the young commander, and you will come with me!"

Master Meng, "..." No!

You just wanted to accept this letter! ! !
What made you suddenly change your mind?

He had a flustered expression, and his heart was too anxious. Don't let anyone stop him. In the future, he must make offerings to this cash cow as his ancestor.

The adjutant and Master Meng didn't go to the Young Marshal's Mansion. They had just driven half a distance away when they bumped into the Young Marshal who was rushing to the Rose Garden. He looked so eager to stop.

The adjutant sweated in his heart, and silently pushed Master Meng over.

Master Meng, "..." You are enough!

Unexpectedly, Adjutant, you are such a person.

That's all, let's fight!
It is said that the young marshal is a reasonable person, so he should not be killed.

So, Meng Ye stood forward as if he was dead, and presented the letter with both hands, and at the same time passed on Yuanqian's words.

In the next second, Master Meng, who had just regarded death as his own, shivered helplessly.

Even the adjutant lowered his head and said nothing.

At this moment, they clearly felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped, as if they had fallen into a world of ice and snow.

The young marshal was full of coldness, clearly showing that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Master Meng was so frightened that he hardly dared to breathe.

The letter in his hand was burning his hand like a flame.

Immediately afterwards, the hands were empty.

The stone in his heart fell to the ground with a bang.

Immediately, the coldness disappeared, as if the coercion just now was just an illusion.

(End of this chapter)