Intelligence Bureau

The hotel is well lit, and the windows at the end of the corridor seem to absorb all the sunlight passing by, and then sprinkle it on the promenade of the stream behind it, spreading all the way to the toes of Lenart who just stepped into this holy place.

Stepping on the soft navy blue carpet, the man even hummed a pleasant little song, and in his smiling eyes was the room number with gold rims illuminated by the sun.

In fact, Arnold would also be very suitable for white.

Leinart, who didn't know what happened to the environment, knocked on the door of Room 309.After knocking on the door, he also put the box by his feet and hung half of his body on the wall.

The knock on the door didn't last long, and the dark brown door opened from the inside, revealing Arnold who had taken off his trench coat and was wearing only a thin shirt.

"What's the matter?" The chilly voice forced a few meters of sunshine away.

Lennart stretched out his hand to prop up the half-open door to the maximum, and stuck to the door panel, sideways to let in a large piece of sunlight, and changed Arnold's clothes.

"Papa papa." The applause immediately sounded.

Arnold, who was lightly frowned by the harsh light, frowned when he heard this sound and saw this move.What is this man doing again?

"Minister Arnold, what a sunshine~" The crisp applause was followed by a familiar voice. I don't know whether it's saying that the sunshine is really good, or that Arnold is really sunny. It depends on how the listener reacts.

Arnold turned sideways to slightly avoid the direct light, and looked directly at the man next to him who was completely backlit.

"If you're done talking, you can go."

The corners of his lips were fixed in a subtle arc, and Leinart bent down and lifted the suitcase at his feet, brushing past Arnold's right hand side.

The moment the clothes rubbed against each other, the right wrist holding the suitcase was strangled. "Lenate Costa, do you need me to tell you where the right direction is." The obvious question made him express the same as a statement, and the cold voice and agile movements showed the irresistible meaning.

Unfortunately, that man's name is Lenat Costa.A notorious scoundrel.

"Minister Arnold, no, it should be Mrs. Arnold. A top ten husband like me will never go to the wrong lady's room~"

What nonsense is he talking about!

Of course he knew the man's purpose, which was nothing more than a place to stay, but that sentence... Arnold was already able to guess the content of the situational conversation between the man and the front desk clerk.

In this way, do you still want to stay in his room with the cheek? This man is a bit too presumptuous.

"Mrs. Arnold, please feel sorry for her husband. I have asked little Andrea to send my documents as soon as possible~" When I went out to do errands, it was almost impossible to move without a document. I have to say that this negligence was a bit big.

"Leinart Costa. Put away that nasty title, and get out of here with your things, I'll give you five seconds." Arnold found that he seemed to be too conniving to make him push himself further .

In any case, I still feel that Arnold calls him by first and last name every time, it feels great!

five four three two one.

Arnold stared at the man closely, took off his white trench coat with a smile on his face, put it on the dark brown low-key luxurious sofa, took out a milky white cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it. The whole set of actions took five seconds .

The handcuffs came out in due time.Absolutely to torture!

"Madam can get angry at will, she will grow old easily, but I will try not to dislike it." The healthy and light man stretched out his hand to resist the attack of the handcuffs, this was the first time that he did not dodge during the sparring.

The gray-blue eyes flickered.It seems that something serious has been discovered.

"Hiss, Ma'am is really not polite at all." Leinart withdrew his arm that was slightly numb from the handcuffs, and the lighter he was playing with in the other hand was put to use.

"I'll say it again, put away your disgusting title." Ma'am, he did not allow himself to be called this.

The other party's disapproving smile successfully aroused Arnold's anger even more, and this man was no longer within the tolerable range.

Purple flames shot up from between the fingers, lighting up the gray-blue eyes and dyeing the dark brown pupils.

"Be serious. A little resistance and that's it. It's very difficult for me, Minister." He turned the cigarette butt in his mouth a few times irregularly, and an indigo light bloomed at the corner of his lips.

Upon closer inspection, it was an indigo blue flame, bursting from a silver lighter, lingering around the cigarette butt.

One blue and one purple are not very different colors, but they exude a very different aura.

The corners of Arnold's lips also began to rise slightly.

The first serious duel seems to be about to start from now on.

But, it's just like.

Arnold looked at Mei Mei who was still smiling behind the indigo flame one second, and the man who fell unconscious on the sofa the next second, almost turning the purple flame into endless anger and destroying everything.

Lennart Costa! ! !

In the end, Arnold's veins exploded, and he ruthlessly put the handcuffs back into his pocket.Although he doubted that he was faking to faint, but after personally confirming that he didn't find any mistakes, he had no choice but to let it go.

Write down this account!

Secretly clenching his fist, then suddenly loosening it, Arnold shook his sleeves, ignoring the people on the sofa.Even if he has a fever to death, it has nothing to do with him, let alone the fact that he has a fever that makes him even more insane, so it doesn't matter

When the time comes, torture him again.

After such a toss, the first night in Germany has almost come. Rao Arnold also felt tired from the days of running around.If you are not hungry, just rest first.

Thinking of this, Arnold calmed down.In the bathroom, he changed out of his straight, neat and meticulous shirt and trousers, and put on a loose bathrobe. After a brief wash, he walked towards the bedroom.

The moment he lifted the quilt and was about to lie down, he paused suspiciously.

Then, he got up and picked up the blanket placed on the toffee chair beside the bed, and walked back to the living room.

On the dark brown low-key and noble sofa, the man's sleeping face is so peaceful, but it is more alluring than the smiling evildoer when he is awake, an indescribable feeling.

Arnold stood there for a while before he woke up and let go of the short-lived confusion.

It seemed to be a little annoyed, and the action of covering the man with a blanket was somewhat rude and hasty, of course it was compared to the usually rigorous Arnold.

Visually, it is impossible for the 1.7-meter-long blanket to completely cover the 1.8-meter-[-]-meter-long Lennart, but even if his feet were left outside in the cold, Arnold couldn't care less, and went into the bedroom and never came out again.

The eyes of the same color as the dark brown sofa slowly opened, and at the same time, the iconic smile was not left behind, blooming triumphantly on the edge of the blanket.