marriage on paper

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In the palace specially set up by the Zerg royal family, Chu Shi grabbed a large amount of documents and his face was gloomy like a dark cloud.

"Your Highness, these materials are all the investigations done by this subordinate since Admiral He woke up. This subordinate dares to guarantee with his life that Admiral He's memory cleansing is fake. He still remembers everything from the past."

A tall and strong man reported the results cautiously.

Since the failure of Zhang Xuan's operation last time, which caused He Xinan to be plotted against, Zhang Xuan never appeared in front of them again.

They didn't know if His Highness had finished Zhang Xuan completely, no one dared to ask.

Of course, not many people care.

Without the protection of Zhang Xuan's shield, everyone is like a bodhisattva crossing the river, and they can't protect themselves, so they don't have time to care about other people's lives.

"Not cleaned? Or not cleaned?"

Chu Shi's hand slapped down on the information, his eyes seemed to want to swallow people alive.

"This...this...my subordinates haven't found out yet. That You Guang tampered with Admiral He's medical records, and the original documents have long since disappeared. Admiral He...deliberately concealed it, and my subordinates...temporarily... ..."

"My white rose," the documents were suddenly clenched into a ball, Chu Shi's face was almost crazy, "it's still dirty!"

Chu Shi violently burst into flames. He grabbed the huge ball of paper and pinched his subordinate's chin open, and stuffed it in mercilessly.

The sharp paper was like a blade, cutting through the soft inner wall of the mouth inch by inch, and blood immediately spread out.

The tall and strong man didn't say a word, his eyes were full of tears, but he was as motionless as a mountain, letting the cruel abuse go on, as if it wasn't his own mouth that was dripping with blood.

Chu Shi lost his temper and stopped suddenly.

Looking at the terrifying appearance of the person in front of him for a long time, he nodded his fingers in a daze.

"Swallow it, don't stain my floor."

The subordinate did not dare to refute, endured the pain and swallowed the ball of paper the size of a fist.

Chu Shi took a look at him, "Contact that person, let him make a move too, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, it's for that worthless wretch, he's been lingering for eight years, I really want this hall to give me a hand!" Will he die in retirement?"

He deserves it too? !

"Wet..." The tall and strong man answered with difficulty.

Chu Shi glanced at the man, who looked like he couldn't bear to toss, and waved his hand irritably to make people get out.

Speaking of resistance, Zhang Xuan still needs to be counted, but He Xinan suffered such a serious injury under his nose, which made him extremely annoyed.

A small punishment and a big admonition, let him have a long memory.

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Lu Junyan sat blankly on the wet and cold ground, and slapped himself with regret.

He could feel that today's He Xinan really tore a crack in his iron wall for him.

However, he was messed up by his own aggressiveness.

After this time, their relationship may drop to the lowest point ever.

How to make up for it?

Lu Junyan rubbed his hair irritably.

"Ding bell" sound...

[Lu Zhi: The jackal is out of the hole, pay attention to throwing bait. 】

Lu Junyan's troubled eyes suddenly became vicious. After so long, the jackal finally showed his head.

This account should really be settled!

At midnight, Wan Lai was silent, and the ticking alarm clock by the bed was dutifully turning round and round, and the milk placed beside him had already cooled down. It was obvious that today, he did not get the blessing of his master.

He Xinan, who was tossing and turning, suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the window. He turned over and shrank into the quilt holding the short knife under the pillow.

The moonlight was dim, and a slender figure was stretched, leaning into the bedroom from the door.

He Xinan's slightly narrowed eyes tightened, and suddenly he didn't know how to react.

This figure is...

——Lu Junyan!

He took a breath, and couldn't help but think of the worst intentions of the other party's smearing.

Although he didn't think that Lu Junyan would hurt him, he couldn't help imagining some worrying scenes.

The owner of the figure tiptoed and came in close to the door. The quilt on the bed was slightly bulging, and he looked like a curled up sleeping figure.

You can't see your fingers in the room, and the only light source is the faint moonlight in the living room.

Lu Junyan let out a long breath, and carefully sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't want to wake up He Xinan, so he didn't dare to use mental power to detect rashly.

Even though he knew that his 3S mental power could detect He Xinan's mental state with ease.

He slightly tore off some of the restraining stickers on his glands, because he stuck them for a long time without interruption, a bunch of fine red dots appeared around the delicate glands, if you look carefully, you can see that the red dots are covered with red dots. Scarlet scratches.

The clear black tea pheromones leaked out one by one, and he floated towards the "sleeping person" on the bed with ease, and his spiritual power also spread out innumerable threads to wrap around his whole body, and an indescribable sense of comfort immediately permeated him. Limbs and bones.

Lu Junyan was lying on the bedside, like a devout believer, his eyes greedily tracing the sleeping god.

"It's late today," he murmured to himself, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It shouldn't be uncomfortable. You seem to be sleeping better and better recently." Lu Junyan looked around, and landed on the untouched milk on the bedside table. "Is it because Chu Shi calmed your mood?"

Lu Junyan's voice was a bit uncomfortable, "Although it's not because of me, I'm also very happy to let you sleep well."

This is not Lu Junyan's character.

"But I won't thank him, because I can give you a good night's sleep, too."

He Xinan's heart moved slightly: Yes, this is it!

"Young Marshal," Lu Junyan raised his lips, as if this ordinary address brought back some wonderful memories, but soon, the corners of his lips pressed down again, "But I'm not good, I lost you. "

They are clearly close at hand, but there seems to be an insurmountable gap between them.

Lu Junyan's body was light and light, and Lu Junyan seemed to be still muttering about something in detail. The drowsy sleepiness seemed to be pushed by waves, and each wave was higher than the other.

In the end, He Xinan finally fell asleep in this unstoppable warmth and comfort. Lu Junyan leaned lightly against the head of the bed, staring at the person with his eyes for a moment, and then, his fingertips crossed over like a blasphemy.

With dense breath spraying on his hands, he slowly climbed up to the narrow side of the bed, gently embraced him in his arms, and patted He Xinan's back rhythmically.

Lu Junyan kissed that smooth forehead fondly, and a low smile came out of his throat.

"Little liar..."

[The author has something to say: Why do I feel that it is almost over?

Hey, don't panic! 】