Chapter 202

"Are you in a good mood today?" As soon as he looked up, he saw Lu Sen's smile twitching in the corners of his eyes.

Lu Sen choked, and shrank his shoulders tremblingly, feeling that he was a disaster for Chiyu.

But Leng Yiyao, who had just accidentally exposed her own nature and choked at the future headmaster, was relaxed and content in this cold field.

Isn't it just that you can't stand it before anyone else?

As he said, he didn't lock her up again, and he didn't send anyone to stop her what she wanted to do. Either cut the line with Lu Chen completely, or go to the military academy honestly, and he won't disturb him the rest of the time.

Thinking back, she was the one who should resist the most.

It is indeed good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, but the price is too heavy!

Leng Yiyao didn't refute, but the room became more silent. When Frey led them to the restaurant, Hemo couldn't help but give her another look.

"What's wrong?" She touched her face subconsciously. His expression was a bit strange. Her first reaction was that something was dirty on her face.

"It's nothing." Homer smiled indifferently and turned away. So, no matter how hard or tired she was, she decided to get involved in Lu Chen's business. Since his mind is so firm, why does he bother to stop it? He wanted to see what she was going to do...

Lu Sen, who carefully followed behind the two, affirmed in his heart for the last time that the situation in front of him could be summed up in three words—play! flower! gun!

Whoops hey, his old man's heart....

The meal at noon was probably the largest number of people who dined in the Marshal's Mansion except for the banquet guests. Usually, there are usually two people, Homer and Frey. The chef heard that there are four people today, and he can't wait to use all his family kung fu.

A table, counting down from the main seat, homer, Lu Sen, Frey, Leng Yiyao, four people sitting at the table, eating the delicacies made by the chef of the Marshal's Mansion. For a time, except for the sound of the knife and fork hitting the plate, the entire restaurant was as quiet as a chicken...

Frey looked up inexplicably, the marshal was still as usual, noble and cold, Leng Yiyao focused on the food, unwilling to look up, this is, in the cold war?

He couldn't help shaking, looked at Lu Sen, raised his eyebrows, and asked with his eyes, what happened in the office just now?

Why did they disappear in a blink of an eye, the atmosphere of these two people, so... Hard to say?

If it weren't for the environmental constraints, Luson would have liked to give Frey the classic "hands-on-hands" standard innocent pose.

He doesn't know either!

He had seen it play color art, but it was the first time he had seen it for the sake of going to the military academy. It seems that there is also a "Lu Chen" in the middle.

Isn't that the first prince? If nothing else, the future emperor's seat will also be his.

So, is this a love triangle? Because the marshal couldn't bear to keep her in confinement, and didn't want her to have so much time to see His Royal Highness Lu Chen, that's why she asked her to enter the military academy in addition to the normal classes?

It has to be said that Lu Sen came to such a bizarre result with his bizarre brain circuit, but no matter how he argued, it really made sense. No problem!

Otherwise, why would the marshal look at a little girl so much? Also summoned to the Marshal's Mansion in person? And let her stay under his nose?

Although he was the principal of the military academy, the marshal would personally go to the military academy to check the students' grades every once in a while.

Thinking about it this way, in the days to come, won't the frequency of seeing the marshal on Friday and Saturday skyrocket immediately?