"Would you like to try to make peace?"

The white-haired man said suddenly, he raised his hand, propped his cheek, and in the ambiguous yellow candlelight, turned his face to look at the silent empress.

The glacier-like indifference seemed to melt a little under the candlelight. The empress held the scroll in her hand and looked up at him faintly.

The fingertips curled up abruptly, the man bent his eyes, and repeated with a smile, "Try to sign an armistice agreement, how about it?"

Toru Amuro was observing.

This young and handsome winery undercover agent, holding half a glass of red wine at his fingertips, was already stunned.

He felt that there was something wrong with the new leader of the black organization.From the time when the other party impatiently avoided the crowd and hid on the small balcony next to it, the leader of Pengo Lie walked over without looking aside (although he pretended to be nonchalant), Amuro Toru vaguely knew that the organization had recently had an incident with Pengo Lie Some things, but judging from the other party's expression, it doesn't look like he is here to ask the teacher for a crime.

More than ten minutes later, as the chief culprit of the dispute between the organization and Pengele, the leader of Mirufiore walked in with a happy expression - Toru Amuro could only think of this adjective - he looked like a Winnie the Pooh who had finally found honey .

After a while, the leader of Vongola came out with a sullen face. Although he continued to talk with people with a gentle expression, Amuro Toru gambled on his dignity as a bourbon, and he definitely observed the small balcony every five seconds. direction.Although when he left there just now, he deliberately opened the curtain halfway and did not close it.

Well, it's nothing more than a little dispute between Mirufiore and Pengo Lie.

Amuro Toru, who was thinking about what the Black Organization and Mirufiore wanted to do, was hesitating whether to eavesdrop or interrupt as if nothing had happened. And the leader of Mirufiore came out from inside.

The next thing is the best

The young and handsome leader of Mirufiore had a bruise at the corner of his mouth.

Yes.

A piece of green.

"Pfft—cough cough cough!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi choked on his mouth with a sip of wine.

Fortunately, he has finished a chat, and is staying alone at the moment, with an aura of not wanting to be disturbed by others, and will not be discovered by others. Pengo Li's Judaimu is coughing in embarrassment while controlling himself not to Giving gleeful laughter at such an eerie scene.

However, Toru Amuro has seen through everything.

He picked up the wine glass in a complicated mood and wanted to take a sip, but he saw that Tang Ye was getting closer and closer to him, and the leader of Mirufiore who was following behind him, although he was still smiling, the sight that swept over him was absolutely No warmer than the glaciers of the Arctic.

Toru Amuro: "..."

Toru Amuro: "Miss."

But Tang Ye had already stood in front of him, and it was too late to run away. In any case, Toru Amuro could only choose to pretend that he couldn't understand Bai Lan's gaze.

He is just an ordinary public security policeman fighting for the future of Japan, and he really doesn't want to be involved in this complicated love-hate relationship.

Not understanding the complicated emotions in Toru Amuro's eyes, Tangye looked at the glass of wine in his hand for a while, but couldn't tell if it was given to him before he left, so he frowned.

"Is this person your subordinate?" Bai Lan approached her from behind, asking knowingly with a smile on his face, his eyes swept across Toru Amuro's face, and suddenly clicked his tongue inexplicably, "Well, your taste is now Has it become like this?"

Toru Amuro: "...?!"

What should I say now or just keep silent and pretend not to hear, but being so cowardly doesn’t seem to fit my Bourbon’s personality, so what should I do if Bourbon’s design doesn’t accidentally step into the emotional entanglement of the boss? ? ?

He struggled for a moment before he could figure out what he should do, when Tangye turned his face and looked up at Bailan coolly, with a cold tone.

"It's so sour."

Just said it so bluntly.

Taking a sip of the wine in the glass silently, Toru Amuro pretended not to be smiling.Tangye glanced at him without saying a word, then stared at the young man's lips soaked in the bright red wine for a while, and originally wanted to say something, but he still hesitated to look away, and turned to look behind him Prynne.

"Are you a little too sour today?"

From the moment she looked at Toru Amuro, this person has been exuding a sour lemon essence aura that people can't ignore.

"Who knows." Bai Lan dragged his tone, complaining half-truthfully, "After all, Karma's taste has always been changeable, whether it's me—or anyone else, as long as it pleases you, doesn't it?"

He is not someone who only reads the official history and then feels sad for not having a name (after all, he also left a strong mark in the official history), after being smeared, he will only describe books of greatness and glory. There will be no things recorded in those unofficial histories. Thinking of those wonderful and ups and downs in his resume, even if Bai Lan is as strong in psychology, he can't help but gnash his teeth.

Tang Ye and Bai Lan looked at each other for a while, then reached out and poked the bruise on his face.

Such a little mark is not even a slight battle damage, not to mention that the injury is at the corner of the mouth instead of the eye socket, and the bruise on the eye socket will only make people look funny.

But the corner of the mouth is a very delicate part. If it is a guy with a good appearance, the injury here will only make people feel more handsome.

That kind of pitiful handsomeness can easily arouse women's sympathy.

The hand poking on the bruise suddenly increased its strength, Bai Lan seemed to really feel the pain, and cooperated very well, sucking in a breath of cold air, looking even more pitiful.

Sugar, of course, did not believe him.

It's just that she suddenly curled the corners of her lips and smiled undetectably.

In a good mood.

"This looks really—"

So stupid.

Slightly pleased, Tangye opened his mouth in a cool tone, but before he could complete a sentence, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him hard, falling into a hug that was not warm but a little cold.

Bai Lan, who had quick eyes and quick hands, caught the sporadic smile and quickly pulled him into her arms and held him. She was even in the mood to glance at Tsunayoshi Sawada not far away, and then sighed contentedly.

He really felt wronged.

Think about those empresses and concubines, the prime ministers, childhood sweethearts, handsome concubines, favorite concubines who happened to meet outside the palace, and even the so-called rebels who betrayed the country. "I'm jealous."

He lowered his head and whispered to Tangye in his arms, and lowered his voice, his tone was ambiguous, like whispers between lovers, with a little cold smile.

"--His Majesty."

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