Chapter 13

Su Ruo light no comment, follow the spring show upstairs, into a corner of a secret bedroom.

She thought it would be a small and shabby room, but she didn't expect that it was very spacious and exquisite. It was different from the western style of the western style of the Young Marshal's farewell hall. The furniture inside was antique and had a classical flavor. Moreover, the ground was spotless. Obviously, someone cleaned it every day.

Chunxiu said, "this is a room for important guests. Miss Su, I'll wait on you to have a rest."

Su Ruo light to avoid her hand, soft voice: "no, I'm not used to be served, you go out, I'm going to sleep."

She said, unbuttoning her clothes and walking towards the mahogany bed.

Chunxiu stood in place, staring at her back in the eyes full of sinister.

Su Ruo light walked to the bed, took off half of his clothes, exposed the snow-white round shoulder, slightly side head, gentle but no expression of looking at her: "why don't you go?"

Spring show to see that she is really going to sleep, then said with a smile: "yes."

She backed out and closed the door.

When I go out, I can't stop being proud.

A little maid happened to come upstairs and saw Chunxiu come out of the room. Her expression changed slightly, and she said in a hurry: "sister Chunxiu, that room belongs to the old lady. The Young Marshal has never allowed people to move. How can Miss Su live?"

Chunxiu immediately changed her expression: "I tried to persuade her, but she didn't listen. She said the room was beautiful and she had to live in it..."

"But that's not good. The commander will be furious when he comes back!"

After all, the room is the only thing left by the young commander's dead mother. No one is allowed to enter the room except cleaning it every day.

Chunxiu's face was full of embarrassment: "then you go and ask her to come out I just said two more words, but I was almost slapped by her... "

"No, I don't think that Miss Su is very gentle?"

"If she is really as gentle as she looks, how can she catch the young commander's heart?"

The little maid was stunned. It was right to think about it.

Young commander, what do you do with those women? They have all met them. This Miss Su is the first one who is different from others. I think it must be very effective.

No matter how much means you have, you can't touch the bottom line of the commander.

When the young commander finds out that she moved the old lady's room, the woman will surely be torn apart.

The two servants talked in a low voice, and gradually walked away, doing what they should do.

It's getting dark.

In the living room, there was only Chunxiu, a night watchman, and a young maid, leaning against the wall, unable to resist the sleepy nap.

Outside the yard, suddenly the sound of the car engine.

It's the marshal back!

Chunxiu sleeps to wake up, immediately welcome out.

"Marshal."

Leng Yuhe was expressionless and cold at night. He walked into the living room a few steps away. He sat down on the sofa at will, took the hot tea from the servant, sipped two mouthfuls, and kneaded his eyebrows, closing some tired and chilly eyebrows.

Chunxiu lowered her eyebrows and hung her head, quietly and carefully standing behind her, waiting for orders.

After half a minute's rest, he leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes and asked, "where's that woman?"

Chun Xiu was waiting for this question and immediately said, "Miss Su, she She is... "

Leng Yuhe opened his sharp eyes: "hmm?"

Chun Xiu's head was buried very low, as if he had made a mistake. He knelt down and said, "excuse me, commander."

Leng Yuhe looked down at her and didn't say a word. However, such silence is more oppressive.

Chunxiu's palms were sweating, staring at the pressure like a kilogram, and exhaled in one breath: "Miss Su, she entered the old lady's room. It's useless for us to persuade her..."

Leng Yuhe put the finger on the knee to knock lightly, still did not say what.

Chunxiu did not dare to look up, his head was low and almost stuck on the floor.

For a long time, maybe only a few seconds later, Leng Yuhe stood up and strode upstairs.

Spring show a silent long breath, quickly get up, quickly follow up.

She was still drooping her head, but the corner of her lips, however, could not stop to let out a smile of success.

Leng Yuhe several steps to the corner of the bedroom door, a long arm, directly push open the door.