Intelligence Bureau

Lennart walked two steps behind Arnold very comfortably, as if he was letting Arnold take him to the ends of the world, but in the end he stopped the people in front of Andrea's room door, and had to Not to mention that he underestimated the determination of the minister.

"Minister Arnold, let's stop here for the walk." Lennart stood in front of the white door with a slight smile, instantly blending into the background.

Arnold, who heard the words, just stared at him motionlessly, his bony hands were hidden in the pockets of the black windbreaker, and he rubbed against the texture of the handcuffs, as if the coldness of the handcuffs was conveyed to his eyes through his fingertips.

"Why." The man's question really never had the correct punctuation marks, Lennart chuckled and shook his head.

"Why? It's probably because little Andrea's heart would be broken if she was tortured a second time by someone she admired, so I would have a headache and didn't bring glue."

If Andrea hears such words, it will definitely be like this: Dear Mr. Lennart, glue is not only in the UK, and my heart will not be broken, let alone glued together, broken into pieces It should be your morals, sir!Also, whose broken heart is glued together!No, there are too many slots to complain about!

But now standing here is Arnold. The difference between him and Andrea is that he can completely block a man whose tone is never normal and whose language has never been shared.

If his patience was enough.

So Arnold naturally took out the handcuffs and walked forward.When the patience is not enough, the handcuffs will speak for him.

"Minister Arnold doesn't seem to understand me, little Andrea is my man." If his man moves, it will be Kelia's fate.

The challenge of this sentence is self-evident. Arnold's gray-blue eyes suddenly darkened, and he let out a low laugh from his nostrils. Weak animals would only hug each other to keep warm.

"Then try it."

The lighter and the handcuffs of the same color collided together, making a crisp sound, which was particularly abrupt in the empty corridor. Leinart raised his eyebrows looking at the resolute face of the other party. When will this man just talk? Don't do it?

"Does Minister Arnold dislike me that much?"

"You're useless."

"Tsk tsk, it really hurts. I completely experienced the feeling of being rejected by Minister Arnold." If it wasn't for holding a lighter in one hand, the other hand was busy blocking the second string, third string, and fourth string of handcuffs that would appear at any time , Lennart will definitely touch his chest and feel distressed.

But in the face of Arnold's increasingly fierce moves, Leinart has absolutely no time to spare.

Because the range of motion was limited to two steps from the door, Lennart's resistance gradually became weak. Seeing that Arnold's hand was about to touch the door, he suddenly leaned forward with a smile on his face.

** Always the best shield.

Immediately afterwards, the tangy cold air chilled the tip of Lenart's nose, and he couldn't help but sigh that the coldness of this man came from his body. (Actually, it’s fine if you just say that it’s just a refrigerator.)

The silver handcuffs hit the man's lower abdomen impartially, and the dull sound of the penis being hit could even be heard.This was a scene that Arnold had never expected, and there was a moment of astonishment on the tense facial expression, not because of the attack, but because of the strange posture of the man in his arms holding him.

The scene froze for a moment.

"Get up." The silver metal pressed against Leinart's waist, and a coolness penetrated through the windbreaker and shirt to the skin. Leinart breathed lightly on the speaker's neck, trying to dispel some of the coolness.

"I really saw Minister Arnold's unfeeling today. He received a double blow both physically and mentally when he threw himself into his arms enthusiastically. I really couldn't straighten up." The audacity of the person standing up.

Arnold's handcuffs brushed past his waist.

"Minister Arnold really likes body language. Let's put it this way, I'm in charge of everything about little Andrea." Leinart leaned against the wall and smiled flamboyantly, flipping his hand on the lighter buckle.

Arnold tilted his head, his eyes welling up.

Why do you say that, probably because his protection is so strong that he can even accept betrayal.Covering one's own people under the huge wings, ignorant people will pay back every inch of their actions, and even if they betray, it doesn't matter, they can still stay under his wings.

Because the betrayal is not the fault of the betrayer from the beginning, but the betrayed person is not attractive enough.He just needs to believe that those who betrayed him will not betray him a second time.

The corners of the black windbreaker shook slightly, and the handcuffs were put back into the pockets.

Lennart snapped the lighter cap on again at the same time, glanced at the white door and chuckled as he followed the disappearing black windbreaker.

This man, every time he left, he couldn't help laughing, it was the kind of smile that knew the cuteness of this gesture from the bottom of his heart.

"Minister Arnold is walking too fast, can't you be more considerate of the disabled? You are a murderer~" Such words changed into different sentence patterns and followed Arnold all the way. The streets of Sicily were full of this aggressive tone. Persevere.

Although Arnold went his own way, he completely ignored the full performance of the man behind him.

Sicilian pier.

Looking at the endless azure sea, Lennart enjoys the freshness of the sea breeze, and at the same time sings endlessly in the air.

"Dear Minister Arnold~, aren't we going to your house for [body communication]?"

Arnold turned around slightly, because of the headwind, his light-blond hair was instantly rolled up by the sea breeze, and he stood upside down behind his head.Such a trendy hairstyle instantly transformed Lennart's smile into a hearty one.

In fact, walking on the beach, such a look is not uncommon, but with Arnold's cold and expressionless handsome face, such a hairstyle instantly bursts into discord.

However, the person who was being ridiculed just glanced at him, and then stretched out his hand to hold the broken hair on the back of his head expressionlessly. The movement that he thought would also cause a sense of disobedience was so natural that he couldn't say it. Leinart narrowed his eyes slightly His smiling brown peach eyes.

Apparently, the purpose of Arnold's turning around was not to make him laugh, but to express the sentence "I don't think there is enough physical communication" with his expressionless face.

"Okay, where are we going?" Lennart shrugged compromisingly, he was obviously not sensitive to the Minister's physical communication.

"Florence."

"Wow, Minister Arnold is so flirtatious~" Arnold ignored him and turned back to step on a ship.

Then until the ship was 50 meters away from the Sicilian pier, Leinart found that there were only him and Arnold in the medium-to-large ship, plus a captain.This kind of generosity is really in line with the status of the head of the British Secret Intelligence Service and Peng Lie Yunshou and Peng Lie's outside consultant. The salary of three jobs is higher than that of a child from a poor family like him~

Arnold seems to like the sea very much. He has stood motionless on the deck since he got on the boat, his eyes wandering on the wide sea area, his gray-blue eyes are brightened by the blue of the sea.

Lennart suddenly felt the warmth of Hai Weilan on him at this moment.

However, compared to the rigorous Arnold in a black trench coat, Lennart in a white trench coat dancing wildly in the sea breeze is much more casual, no, it should be said that he is too casual!

Completely disregarding the fact that he was wearing a windbreaker made of white woolen material that is not resistant to dirt, he just slept on the deck like that, and continued to enjoy the caress of the sea breeze contentedly. How could that expression be described as comfortable?

Thus, the journey belonging to two people starts from this moment.