Intelligence Bureau

Arnold left that afternoon, opened the door and left when Sylvia was still staring at Lennart's unlimited emission of light waves, and this time he was finally not stopped.

If he bids farewell politely, his thinking will definitely be taken to outer space, and then he will not be able to get out of that door for a long time. A short time together is enough for him to understand this attribute of Lennart.Besides, he was not in the habit of saying good-bye to people politely.

But Arnold's failure to say goodbye doesn't mean that Leinart won't be the first to win, it's just that he didn't speak.He just watched Arnold's every move with the corner of his mouth bent and the corner of his eye, until the white door blocked his sight.

Qilaso, who was on the sidelines, lowered his head and thought, how could he see the setting of an old couple in the two ministers just now?How could Minister Arnold's behavior of going out reveal a feeling that this is his home wherever he goes?And what about the silent understanding between the two?

It must be his illusion!Otherwise, after staying with Mr. Lennart for a long time, he got involved in some strange thinking!

Not long after Arnold left, the white house was vacant again.The confinement curtains quickly covered up the bright colors of this room, and then quietly waited for the master to come and paint them again.

The so-called actionist means that Qilaso immediately went to buy three tickets back to London, but Ms. Sylvia was still packing her things.

The point is, Leinart is still waiting very elegantly, sitting on the wicker chair with his legs crossed and his chin propped up, watching the woman's frown and smile.

This is what Qilaso saw when he came to Sylvia's residence with three boat tickets.If it wasn't for the preconceived setting of the master mother and the fixed CP of the two ministers, he would definitely be deceived by the scene in front of him.

Wait, when did he acquiesce to the cp of the two ministers?How the hell did this idea come about!

"Qirasso, coffee~" Lennart's soft voice interrupted his inner struggle, but is it really okay to let him make coffee the first time he comes to Sylvia's house?where is the kitchenwhere is the coffeeWho will tell him these?

Qilaso's searching eyes were tightly stuck to Lennart's body, but after realizing that the other party's eyes were firmly stuck to Sylvia's body and would never move away, he gave up and shrugged his shoulders to support himself.

And at that moment, he chose to stand on the united front with Arnold, Mr. Lennart, you are really not a man of action!

After the coffee was tossed and the two adults enjoyed it, Sylvia continued to clean up. Qi Lasuo's patience was finally challenged like never before. No wonder Mr. Lennart asked him to buy a later ferry ticket.

No matter from which point of view, Lennart and Sylvia's way of getting along is very different from that of ordinary sons and mothers.

Because of the whole process, the high-pitched voice from Lennart's thin lips was absolutely unsettling, and he even wanted to give him two slaps.

For example: "Ms. Sylvia, your taste is really proportional to your age." This is Lennart's evaluation of the pile of expensive fashions of the mother.Converted into popular language, it means "vulgar explosion!"

But Sylvia continued to pack her things cheerfully as if she didn't hear it.And although Lennart made harsh comments on her items, she didn't really hinder her packing process, nor did she urge her to move faster.

This is simply a kind of incomparably twisted connivance and pampering.Qilaso felt more and more that he accidentally fell into the quagmire of the Costa family, and was gradually buried by all the weird ways.

When we finally set off, the sun was already setting.

I have to say that Florence under the sunset is the most beautiful.The splendor, warmth, and harmony of that history are fused under a piece of golden yellow, converging into an unparalleled beauty.

The kind of bewilderment that penetrated into the heart can’t be described in words. Lennart and Silvia both tacitly slowed down, letting the beauty that rushed to their faces linger on them for a while, and there was a sense of belonging that other No place can be given.

Even Qilaso, who came to Florence for the first time, was moved anxiously by the charm of this city.

Fortunately, they were able to catch up at the last second while the boat was sailing.

London, Intelligence Service.

As a competent member of the Intelligence Agency, Lennart knows what is public and what is private, so he helped Sylvia arrange a place to stay before returning to the Ministry. After all, the British Secret Intelligence Service is not a public place. .

Since Lennart returned to the ministry, he has been constantly receiving all kinds of gazes. He himself doesn't care, his posture is always lazy and luxurious, but Qilaso who is following behind is a little uncomfortable.

Although he is in a special department and usually attracts as much attention as this, but unlike usual, what is reflected in these gazes is not desire, but inquiry.

He could even hear whispers "Is Andrea dead? So Qilaso took his place?"

"No, don't forget that the Qilao belongs to a special department, and the ability to climb the bed can definitely squeeze Andrea down."

"Then why did you say that it was Andrea who was brought out, and it will be gone when you come back."

"This…"

"Whether Qilaso has crawled over my bed is not a matter for you to discuss, but everyone is welcome to climb my bed at any time, as long as you can see the deputy minister, I will not refuse anyone~" Lennart looked around For a week, there was silence wherever he looked.

Qi Lasuo raised his head in shock, the familiar white windbreaker, familiar black hair, familiar profile, Mr. Lennart...

"By the way, little Andrea wasn't squeezed down. I really enjoy being hugged left and right by your deputy minister~"

Mr. Lennart, can't you explain it carefully, it will ruin your reputation if you say so.And even if you want to establish dignity, don't call yourself the deputy minister in a frivolous tone, it will only make you appear more frivolous.

While being moved by the cable, he could only hold his forehead helplessly.I really can't get enough of this gentleman.

The deputy minister came back from a mission for nearly a month, and the basement floor suddenly couldn't get used to it. The unrestrained and dissolute appearance of the past month couldn't be restrained in an instant, so that those who covered up and those who had no time to cover up fell into Leinart In the deep peach blossom eyes.

A special department was suddenly pushed out by a blasting department. With a newspaper in his hand, he staggered and handed it to Leinart. Qilaso's beautiful Danfeng eyes looked at it instantly.

Presumably, in the past month, the special department was often bullied by the blasting department.

The newspaper was still the same newspaper, and even though he was tired of reading it in Florence, Lennart took it gently.Then his eyes fell on the member of the blasting department who pushed people.

"Is that hand an extra part of the body? Out of control? Why don't you explode it yourself, after all, always having too many hands and feet will cause a lot of trouble. Or..."

"Ah!!!" After the click, the man screamed, and everyone saw Leinart appearing in front of the member, holding his wrist, smiling softly.

"It's fine if I twist it off for you, but it still looks like it should explode. You seem to be in pain?"

The man bit his lower lip with a pale face.

Qi Lasuo couldn't help reaching out and tugging at the corner of Lennart's windbreaker. It seemed that the special department was really taken care of.And everyone working under the same roof still needs to get along with each other.

Lennart let go of his hand indifferently, and the low and high-pitched voice seemed to be able to resound through the silent basement floor. "We want to fall in love on the basement floor, not kill each other~ Your vice minister, I hate this kind of bloody scene the most, so everyone is a smart kid, let's go back to work~"

Everyone returned to their posts silently. No, before that, they had to restore the basement floor to its appearance a month ago.