Chapter 298: Soft Heart and Hair
The woman was a little stunned, and looked at the clothes in her hand: "These are the best, women outside can't even dream of wearing them... "It's really good, the fabric is all carefully crafted, but if she wants to escape, how many steps can she run with this long and short skirt and high heels?
The other woman in red was a little more sophisticated, and asked cautiously, "So what do you want?"
"Sportswear, sneakers. He Ningyan blurted out, seeing the surprised eyes of these women, he thought about it and explained: "It's comfortable to dress like this." ”
The woman in red thought for a while: "I'll report it immediately and help you find a set, it may take a little time." ”
He Ningyan figured it out at once, and the report was naturally for Charles to know, and it would take a little time, definitely more than five or ten minutes, and he couldn't stand naked all the time. And when Charles found out, he ran over to check... That's embarrassing.
"That's it. He casually pointed to the next set of dark brown ones. This color is at least okay, not very conspicuous, in case you need to escape, you should choose a color that is more consistent with nature.
Two women immediately stepped forward and helped her get dressed. This is a tight-fitting fishtail dress with oblique straps, and then wearing ten-centimeter heels of the same color, people will stand tall at once, and the figure is concave and convex.
It was not conducive to escaping, and no matter what the eyes of the women around him were, He Ningyan took off his high heels and looked at the heels. With such a high heel, it can be used as a weapon. I broke it hard, it was quite sturdy, and when I ran, I needed Lyle's help to remove the heel.
Putting on her high heels, a woman walked in from outside: "The general is waiting for you to dine." ”
"Right away!" immediately several women came up and helped her comb her hair, straighten her skirt, and trim her eyebrows.
The woman in red took an eyebrow pencil to help draw her eyebrows: "The general doesn't like women to wear makeup, only the lady who receives the VIP will wear heavy makeup." That's good, you're good-looking, and you're pretty without makeup. ”
It must have been that she didn't wear makeup all the time, which affected Charles. In fact, she also likes makeup, but makeup requires time and energy, and she also needs cosmetics. He Ningyan felt more and more uncomfortable.
In two minutes, it was finally done, and He Ningyan walked out under the leadership.
Along the way, the luxury is a bit gaudy. There are no empty spaces on the walls and ceilings, and there are intricate wallpapers, gold-sprayed borders, murals, and various oil paintings, and at first glance you think you have come to the Palace of Versailles. But most human beings like to show their financial resources as much as possible.
They arrived at a doorway, and two heavily armed soldiers stood on each side of the doorway.
Seeing them coming, one of them turned around and entered the code on the door, and when the door opened, he stood back in his original position.
Seeing the soldiers standing like four pines, the corners of He Ningyan's mouth were crooked.
"Please, the general is waiting for you inside!" the woman took a step back respectfully, bowing her head slightly.
He Ningyan then walked in.
Compared to the opulence on the outside, the inside is simple and clean. The huge room, which seems a little empty, but feels very atmospheric. At the end of the room, like any other room by the window, there is a large floor-to-ceiling glass window. A figure stood in front of the window, wearing a black cloak and a black helmet. The pitch black of the whole body is unusually dignified, which makes people feel depressed.
She walked over: "Why are you wearing this suit in the room too?"
Charles turned, and the visor of the helmet was open, revealing a pale and handsome face. He took off a black leather glove and stretched it out at her.
After a slight hesitation, she placed her hand in Charles's hand. Charles's hands were cold, like a dead man...
Holding her hand, Charles squeezed it gently, his gaze was like his gentle voice: "As a reborn alien, I haven't had a good time in the past few years. Many people want to kill me, both enemies and insiders, who want to kill me and take everything I have bought with my life. ”
Stretching out his arm, he took her in his arms and hugged her tightly.
When he was held, He Ningyan did not refuse. On the one hand, it is impossible to refuse, and on the other hand, Charles is indeed a little pitiful. If it weren't for all this, maybe his father, who was a major general, would have been promoted to lieutenant general, watching him walk into the church with the woman he loved each other to get married, have two children, raise a dog, and enjoy the whole family.
Instead of becoming like this, he really lives like a monster. As the supreme of power, you will deeply understand a truth, the high place is not cold, and there will always be an invisible sword of Damocles above your head.
If he could choose again, and if he had the ability to choose, Charles would certainly not want to be what he is now. But fate is like this, there is nothing to be done.
The hands were cold, and there was a little warmth in the body, which could be felt through the somewhat frightening clothes. There is no heartbeat, and there is no blood flow without heartbeat, and it should rely on the inhaled animal energy to operate and repair the damaged cells that have died, and even to build muscles from bones. This made He Ningyan think of the white bone spirit in "Journey to the West", after turning into white bones, he can transform into a human form. Charles hugged her tightly, as if his heart had been calmed and he had someone to talk to: "It's good that you're back... ”
The whispering in the ear may be Charles's tenderness that never shows people, and it can also be the weakness of the opponent. This made He Ningyan's heart soften for a while, and of course it was also hairy.
Over the past five years, Charles has visited her more than once. Standing in front of her freezer, looking at her sleeping, silently enduring loneliness and pain. So much so that when she woke up, for her, it was just a sleep, and for Charles, it had been waiting for her for five years.
At this moment, the original resentment against Charles has disappeared. Anyway, it will take fifteen days, but the space is just a break and a good night's sleep. Charles's idea may be right, everything was not stable at that time, Charles would be overthrown by others at any time, and then he would be shot at any time, so he let her hibernate. And now that the dust has settled, it should be much safer than it was then.
I wondered if I should also hug Charles and comfort him. After a few struggles, I gave up. After all, she is just a passerby, and she can't give Charles too much, and the days to come will be all for Charles to live by himself.
"Ding Dong~" The doorbell rings.
Charles reluctantly let go of her: "Your lunch is here." ”
Two young women, dressed as maids, came in with a dining cart, and Charles pulled her to the table and put on her gloves.
One by one, the plates covered with silver lids were brought to the table, and after the lid was opened, He Ningyan's saliva was about to fall, and it was so hearty. I have been hungry for five years, and the last three meals are nutritious batter in order to eliminate body magazines, and I escaped in the mountains and old forests for a day.
The two maids bent their knees slightly and were about to leave, when Charles suddenly spoke: "Stop!"