Another very important question is, who took this photo? The angle is so tricky, and the grasp of the scene is so in place, at first glance, he is an expert.

It can be seen that this is also a premeditated plan.

He is also a pawn who falls into a trap, but he is being used without knowing it.

This is also one of the reasons why she didn't immediately confront the marshal for something.

This is obviously someone who wants to use this pile of nude photos to make a big fuss, the purpose is to sow discord between her and the marshal.

If she really quarrels with the marshal over this, it's just that the relatives and enemies are happy.

However, if she doesn't vent it, it will be too uncomfortable to hold it in her heart!

If you think about it, who is most happy to see her fall out with the marshal?

The first thing that came to mind was the sinister and treacherous Hai Yunchen!

However, yesterday she suddenly encountered the long-planned Tie Keng, which made her suspicious of Tie Keng. He quietly lurked near her, perhaps in the time she didn't know it, he had been paying attention to her every move. It's not necessarily that she still loves her, she ignored his pleas and resolutely cut off her robe with him, maybe she came back to take revenge?

Every proud man can't stand the contempt and trampling of women.

It may also be Meng Yizhu's doing, Xia Wenxiong hasn't moved for a long time, could it be him?

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt that she seemed to have a lot of enemies, and she had the flavor of being embattled.

A cigarette has long been smoked, but the annoyance has not been vented because of it.

She clenched her fists and pounded them into her chest, a monster stationed in her heart. It was scurrying inside, threatening to explode her chest. She tried hard to suppress it. This allows the body to get enough air.

Her face was extremely pale, and her teeth were clenched against her lower lip. Avoid screaming out loud that might get out of control.

Marshal, in this world, if even you can't believe it, who else do I have to believe?

The pain in my heart was indescribable, and it became so difficult to breathe that I felt like I might pass out at any moment.

Zhang Future, why did he become so unproductive? Say that you have no heart and no lungs? If you don't have a heart, how can you feel heartache? Without lungs, how can you feel like your lungs are about to explode?

Calm down. She wants to calm down!

Zhang Future, don't care, even if it is a landslide, your face will not change. How can you mess out of proportion because of a man? Always remember that in this world, the only person who deserves the most care and trust is yourself!

It took a long time for her to adjust and hypnotize herself, and then she staggered back to the office.

Seeing that her face had become worse, her lips had been bitten, and there was still a trace of blood oozing out. Lin Yin was startled, and hurriedly asked "What's wrong". Future shook his head, and even became weak to speak: "I'm fine, because my aunt is here." My stomach hurts so badly that now my whole body hurts, and even my head hurts. ”

"Sister Future. You're in such a bad pain, huh? Lin Yin looked pity, "Then you still come to work?" Hurry up and go back and rest! Just don't drive yourself. Let the driver take you back! ”

"No need, I'll let the marshal pick me up." She smiled weakly at Lin Yin.

Lin Yin heard her say this. had to obey her arrangement, and started to prepare brown sugar water for her. Lin Yin herself also suffers from menstrual cramps, and every time she comes to menstruation, the pain is terrible. Every time I made up my mind to take Chinese medicine to recuperate, I always couldn't stand the bitterness after only half of it, and poured the potion again.

I heard that it would be good to have a child after giving birth, and she will get married sooner or later, so put up with it for another two years!

Mirai returned to his seat, reached out and opened the drawer with the photos, and when he saw the document bag, his eyes stinged again.

It doesn't matter, in the future, it's really not a big deal!

Pulling out an envelope from the drawer and taking out the photos from the bag, she couldn't bear to continue admiring the disgusting photos she hadn't seen anymore, so she packed them all into the envelope and put them in her bag.

I called the marshal and asked him if he was free, and she suddenly wanted to fencing and asked him to pick her up and go fencing with her.

"Future, what's wrong with you today? Isn't it time to go to work? Don't you hate the behavior of stilts the most? The marshal was puzzled by her abnormality and immediately became sensitive, "Is there something going on?" ”

The workaholic suddenly threw away the matter at hand, and even ran out of Lu to entertain, and no one believed him when he said it.

"It's a little thing that happened." Her condition has not returned to normal yet, but it is much better than before, "If you are busy, it doesn't matter, I will find someone else to accompany me." Call me when you're free. ”

"Madame has an order, don't dare to disobey! What could be greater than Madame's! The marshal did not forget to be silent, and Yi Bojia smiled, "I will go and cancel the date with the prime minister, and tell him that I will not go to his appointment, and I will go home to accompany my wife!" ”

If you change the usual, the future will definitely be happy, this kid doesn't know where the road is contaminated with the habit of oily cavity, and occasionally he wants to make a joke.

However, she didn't find it funny at all today.

Although, she has already noticed that he may be busy, but she doesn't care, she is so sad, how can she let him work and live normally as if nothing happened?

The words that Hai Yunchen had said to her suddenly echoed in his ears, he said that he was uncomfortable, and he would not let her feel better!

It turns out that everyone's psychology is the same!

After waiting for almost forty minutes, the marshal arrived belatedly.

In the future, she has no intention of working, and most of the things that can be handled are handed over to Lin Yin.

Lin Yin thoughtfully brought brown sugar water, she drank it gratefully, couldn't stay in the office, took her bag to the supermarket on the basement floor and strolled around, bought another box of cigarettes by the way, and smoked it in a secluded place outside the side door.

After getting into the marshal's car, he couldn't help but lean over and sniff at her: "You smoked?" ”

"Hmm." She replied nonchalantly as she fastened her seatbelt.

"What the hell is going on?"

He immediately raised the severity of the incident to a notch, stilts and smoking, these are the two things she hates the most, but today it happened to her at the same time. For people who have always been calm and self-controlled, suddenly the pace is out of order, and it must not be affected by sesame trivial things!

"I don't want to talk right now! I'll tell you when I'm calmer! ”

She closed her eyes, replied lazily, and then tilted her head to the right window, looking lifeless.

The marshal's heart sank suddenly, and suddenly a sense of foreboding arose.

There was silence along the way, and the car went straight up the elevated highway and drove towards the Fernande Sports Hall.

When he arrived at the gymnasium, he was familiar with the road and went upstairs, but she didn't give him a particularly ugly face, but her mood was not high, and she looked like she was preoccupied.

She didn't say a word, but she made the marshal's heart go up and down.

The two of them changed their equipment, swords in hand, and stood opposite each other in the wide arena.

The future swordsmanship may not be enough in front of Chen Shirui, but in front of the marshal who has just started, it is tantamount to the master level.

One of the future ranks was higher than him, and the other marshal didn't plan to attack her, so after one game, he had countless swords on his body, but he didn't suffer even a single threat in the future.

"Why don't you exert yourself for it? Is this negativity a sign of dissatisfaction with me? The tip of her sword was pressed against his throat, and her speech became unstable from the exertion.

"No, it's because your number of segments is higher than mine, so I was pressed and beaten by you!" He smiled bitterly and spread his hands into a helpless expression.

"No, I'm here for you to play, not a puppet!" The future was furious, and his tone was sharp and mean, "You don't make excuses, if you don't want to accompany me in fencing, just say it, I Zhang Future wants to find someone to spar, as long as you let the word out, they will come one by one in line to squeeze their heads!" You should feel honored! Opportunities that others can't ask for, but you don't cherish them at all! Look at the sword! ”

The marshal was stunned.

Yesterday, they watched a movie together, and they said that they cherished the moment, why did she meet each other with an angry face today? I don't have to play like this with my face!

What's going on?

She doesn't look like someone who is angry! He should have confided in him about big things, and he came to comfort her, didn't he? But she chose to keep her mouth shut, and only spoke to him with a cold blade!

He vaguely realized that this matter was mostly related to himself!

However, he didn't have more energy to think about what was going on at this time, no matter what happened, now that the future was clearly taking the opportunity to vent her anger, she must try her best to vent it.

So, he bourezed his spirits, and according to the superficial knowledge he had learned before, he concentrated on the attacks of the future, and sometimes attacked the future, so that the future was calmer and concentrated on dealing with the opponent in front of him.

Under the wave after wave of fierce attacks in the future, with the shouts of the two of them one after another, the marshal changed from passive perfunctory at the beginning to integrate into it, and really felt the fun of fencing, shooting more calmly, advancing and retreating in a measured manner, and attacking and defending more orderly.

And in the future, all the energy and thoughts of fencing will be concentrated, and the chaotic thoughts will also settle down, and the heart will not be so tormented and painful, and all the infatuation and resentment will be poured into the tip of the sword, stabbing the instigator on the opposite side into thousands of holes.

There are a total of nine official games, each three minutes, five swords are effective every three minutes, and each game in the future will stab the opponent more than five swords, because it is not a game, plus she is angry in her chest, she can't stop at all, she doesn't shout to stop, and the marshal doesn't dare to say stop, so she has been accompanying her to stab out and return to defense; Attack, dodge......

It lasted for forty-five minutes, and the future finally felt tired, so he threw the foil heavily, turned around and went to the locker room without saying a word.

When she came out of the locker room, the marshal was already waiting outside, and he couldn't wait to rush up, "In the future, what the hell is going on?" Does it have anything to do with me? (To be continued......)

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