Milky ginseng teasing online

The boy’s name is Percy Clive. This year, he is Roosevelt’s only son. Because he had a son in his later years, Percy was regarded as the darling of the Clives since he was a child, and he was doted on in every possible way. Even so, Percy has a very good personality and is well-behaved. Obedient, coquettish but not arrogant, and because of her good looks, she is very popular at home and at school.

At this time, the youthful and childish boy sat quietly in the shadow, his eyes were red, and his childish face was full of grief and helplessness. He stared blankly at the front, with a layer of water vapor in his eyes, as if the Seconds will burst out.

Even a rough guy like Barney couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, he sighed softly, with sympathy and regret on his face.

Before Ferrar came in, Youen, Barney and others asked him several times in turn, but Posy refused to say anything, and sat curled up behind the table with a helpless expression, like a young animal, protecting him with silence. Own.

Youen went to Posy's room when he inspected the scene, and collected some reports, materials, and a photo of Ferrar's back on the bookshelf. He asked Posy's classmates again, and found out that Posy belonged to Sanates Fanatic fan, then sent him a message.

After Ferrar came in, Posy finally stopped bowing his head, he stared blankly at the gloomy man, tears finally flowed from his eyes, he sniffed, and said in a low voice: "Master General... "

Youen coughed lightly, lowered his voice and said, "He's your fan..."

Feilaer glanced at the young man across from him lightly, without any superfluous expression on his stern face, he responded in a low voice, turned around and was about to leave.

Posy panicked and stood up quickly. Due to his excessive movement, the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise. He looked at Ferrar's back and stammered, "Don't, don't go...I, what am I They all say..."

Youen was overjoyed, and quickly ran forward to block the door, and then, under Fei Laer's faint gaze, smiled sarcastically, swallowed, and stammered, "I've been asking all night...he won't say anything. , if it drags on, the matter of the black spider may become even bigger...he is the only survivor of the Clive House...with the style of the black spider, he will definitely attack again...so..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Youen gritted his teeth and said, "Ten minutes! Just 10 minutes!"

Feilaer was silent for a while, then put down his hand, and said flatly, "Ten minutes."

Youen breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat the chair, then looked at Ferrar with a flattering expression, and said with a smile, "Sit, General."

Seeing that Ferrar was willing to stay, Percy also relaxed, and looked at him nervously.

Feilaer didn't care about everyone's reaction, and went straight to the table and sat down. He was tall and tall, and even sitting gave a strong sense of coercion. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, and his whole body exuded vitality The cold breath that no one can enter.

Posy swallowed, his heart was pounding and his cheeks were burning. He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the man.

Seeing that the scene was a bit strange, Youen hurriedly said, "Cough...sit down, Mr. General will be there in person, and cooperate with the police investigation."

It was only then that Posy came back to his senses, obediently arranged the chair and sat down, sitting nervously like a primary school student.

Youen looked at the document in his hand, and said, "Where were you when the accident happened in Clive's house?"

Mentioning the Clive House, Posy's face froze immediately, and the throbbing in his eyes gradually faded away. He clenched his fists, his nose was a little red, and after a while, he said softly: "Yesterday Ying An antique auction was held in Erfu...My father asked me to take a painting at home to be auctioned...I went out very early, and they were all in good condition at that time...But, but after I came back..."

As he spoke, he suddenly choked up, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, sliding across his fair face, helpless and pitiful.

Except for the boy's sobs, there was no sound in the room, and everyone was silent, not knowing how to comfort the boy in front of him. Only when he left the house, the world suddenly changed.

You'en looked at the time tangled, 3 minutes had passed, if it dragged on, Ferrar would have to leave, but wouldn't it be too cold-blooded and heartless if he continued to ask questions in the current situation.

You En was struggling, when Ferrar suddenly turned his head, his deep eyes fell on the young man, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said coldly: "What painting?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he would ask this question, Posy lowered his head, wiped his eyes hard, then raised his red eyes, and softly replied in a crying voice: "Then It is a painting that my father likes very much...it is called "Northern Ming Qiling Picture""

Hearing this, Ferrar frowned, his eyes were deep, as if he was lost in thought, his lips were pursed lightly.

"Go on... Do you know who your father has offended recently? Whether in business or in life."

Percy shook his head lightly, with a gloomy expression, and said in a low voice: "They rarely let me know about business matters...I don't know about life matters..."

Posy was regarded as the darling of the Clives, and he would never bring negative emotions to him. It made sense for Posy to say that he didn't know.

Youen asked a few more questions, but he didn't get any useful clues. Seeing that Posy's condition was not very good, he couldn't bear to ask any more, so he ended the questioning session.

Posy sat on the chair, twisting his fingers lightly. He pursed his lips, his blue eyes filled with water vapor were a little confused, and he secretly glanced at the man across from him. After hesitating for a moment, he said nervously, "I can ...Do you want to apply to be with, admiral, admiral...by your side?"

His voice was very soft, a little uneasy, a little scared, and a little expectant.

The black spiders act cruelly and bloodily. They either kill only one of their targets, or leave no one alive. After disappearing for 40 years, they reappear. If they know that Percy is alive, they will definitely not let him go.So after Poxi was found, the army and the police station jointly dispatched people to protect him.It's just that no one thought that he would say such words suddenly.

Youen twitched the corners of his mouth. Although he didn't want to hit Poxi very much, but with Ferrar protecting him, there would be no other person in the entire interstellar world except for the little baby Gungun. It's good that he doesn't kill people, and he protects people.

Youen looked at Poxi's expectant eyes, organized his words, and said, "Your Excellency is busy with affairs, and you can't get away. Don't worry, I will protect you."

Poxi let out a little bit of disappointment, and lowered his head slightly with a sad face. He looked at the man quietly, hesitated, and said softly: "I know something about the "Beiming Qiling Tu"... If your lord If you are interested, I can tell you..."

After the words were finished, Feilaer stood up suddenly, without looking at him, left a cold "no" and walked out of the interrogation room.

Posy stared blankly at the back of him leaving, with a dull and lonely expression on his face. He withdrew his gaze, sat back in the shadows, lowered his head, and said to himself in a very soft voice: "Okay...Master General... "

Youen and Barney looked at each other the same way, asked Jerry to keep watch, and walked out of the interrogation room together.

"If there are no accidents, people from Black Spider should show up in the next few days. You have people take care of the defense, and I will be in charge of Posijiao."

Youen's position is much higher than that of Barney, and he is the main person in charge of the Black Spider case. Barney and others directly listen to his arrangements.

Barney had no objection, he responded, then looked in the direction of the interrogation room, and said with emotion: "The general is really powerful, such a young child listens to him."

He spread his hands with kindness, and said in his heart that it was because he was fascinated by the legends. The real Sanatus has only death and no gods, a terrible group.

"However... why do I feel that the way he looks at Lord Admiral is a bit weird..." After speaking, Barney was taken aback by his own thoughts. He shook his head with a frightened expression, and murmured: "I really can't imagine how the admiral is with other people."

Youen thought for a while, and then also trembled silently.

It is enough for Sanatus to raise the doll, as for finding someone...

too frightening…

Posy finally boarded the aircraft with Youen and Nuoer and headed to the villa. For some reason, Nuoer suddenly felt a little upset. Didn't he pick up troubles and quarrel along the way? He glanced at him, and then felt that his brain was sick. Noah was not used to picking things up, so he secretly scolded himself, glared at Noah angrily, and was sulking.

Now it was Noah who was puzzled. He leaned in front of Youen and looked straight at him. Youen suddenly became hot and gave him a vicious look. He said angrily, "You bastard, look What are you looking at, if you look at it again, get the hell out of here!"

I don't know if it's because of anger or what, but his cheeks are flushed, his eyes are wide open with anger, and his two little hairs are raised up, without any deterrent effect, just like being coquettish and cute.

Noah suddenly felt a little itchy, and wanted to pull him into his arms to bully him. He was smiling, and his black eyes fell on Youen's face.

Youen felt a little uncomfortable, took something casually and threw it towards him, and said angrily: "Stop, stop looking at me with your lustful eyes, it's disgusting!"

He said in a vicious voice, but at the end he felt that it was not enough, so he added the sentence "wild mangzi" again, then turned around and turned his back to him.

Noah smiled, because he finally felt better about being disturbed to be alone, he propped his chin with one hand, and looked at his red earlobe leisurely.

******

When Fei Laer returned to the kindergarten, the school was still in class. He stood at the door and looked into the classroom. The baby dolls with childish faces were sitting in the first row. Because they were short, their feet could not reach the ground when they sat on the chairs. Shi Zheng held his chubby little face and concentrated on looking at the teacher on the podium, bending his eyes and smiling happily from time to time.

He looked at it in silence for a while, then walked upstairs, stood in front of the French window, lowered his eyes slightly, his expression was difficult to distinguish.

Just like the first day, Fei Fu brought food when the class was about to end, and it was still very rich, full of favorite meals.

After class, Gun Gun dragged Xiao Xuanxuan up the stairs happily. When he saw Fei Laer was really waiting upstairs, he happily called out, then jumped up and down by his feet, and hugged Fei Laer Er's leg, giggling happily.

He raised his small face, his chubby face was full of smiles, his eyes were shining, he was clever and cute.

He jumped happily, his glass-like pure eyes were full of joy, pouted his mouth coquettishly, and said softly: "I want to hug~"

Fei Laer responded softly, his deep eyes became softer, he hugged the little ginseng, Gun Gun consciously wrapped his arms around his neck, and said sweetly: "Gun Gun is obediently going to kindergarten today."

Ferrar rubbed his head, hugged Roll into his seat, and whispered: "Very good."

Gun Gun snorted triumphantly, raised his chin, and said in a childish voice: "Gun Gun is a good baby."

Fei Laer responded, filled the small plate with what Gun Gun likes to eat, then hugged him and sat in the baby chair, Gun Gun ate with small chopsticks, occasionally glanced worriedly at Xiao Xuan Xuan and Hui Laer, Frowning small eyebrows, let them have a good meal.

After eating, the clingy ginseng spirit refused to sleep on the bed, insisted on clinging to Feilaer and crawling into his arms to play, and fell asleep leaning on the man after a while.

Feilaer didn't put Xiaotuanzi down, but just hugged Xiaotuanzi for a whole noon, and Xiaotuanzi turned on his brain after class resumed.

He asked A1 to call the surveillance video of the Yingerfu auction site. The venue full of people could be clearly seen on the video, but the things on the stage were not shown.

[Information collection of "Northern Ming Qiling Map": Author: Unknown Time: Ancient Earth, Ancient Times Others: Unknown Picture: Unknown]

Yingerfu will protect the identity information of members. Without the consent of the other party, it will not publish any information about the buyer or seller. However, A1 can have all the intellectual brain permissions. He has searched the intellectual brain system of Yingerfu, but there is no Even if Roosevelt was the seller, he couldn't find any information about "Bei Ming Qi Ling Tu".

Although it has been displayed in the Ying Erfu, but the virtual network can not find the relevant photos, there is only one possibility for this situation---someone has erased its traces

As the most intelligent brain in the universe, A1 could not find a trace of news.

The person behind him is actually above him.

When he entered the imperial prison that day, the "he" in Aibo's mouth should be the same person as this time.

Feilaer stood quietly in front of the French window, with his hands behind his back, his eyes were bright and his expression was stern.

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