Tan Sang couldn't help but cover Ah Xiang's mouth that was still pressing.

A warning that is not light or heavy.

Girl, do you know what dangerous statement you're doing right now?!

And get a baby?!

She hadn't even touched the side of the young marshal's bed yet.

But

It's a good idea to take the opportunity to find Shen Jijin.

The corridors of the young marshal's mansion are all carved wooden railings painted crimson.

Incandescent wall lamps and chandeliers reflect the surroundings as if they were white nights.

Tan Sang had a feeling of being a thief.

But he still knocked on the door with the guts: "Husband......" Before the word "gentleman" was spoken, the door opened directly.

Is this door not closed at all?

The young marshal had taken off his military jacket and a black shirt.

The tail of the coat is tucked into the waistband of the military pants with black metal buckles, and the lean waist with a faint line of chest and abdominal muscles is visible.

Isn't he lame?

How can you still dress like this?

Oh no, her husband just hurt the calf of one leg.

Actually, you can still stand up.

However, this figure, this waist, this ......

She's too handsome!

Shen Jijin looked at Tan Sang with a pair of dark eyes, his gaze silent.

Tan Sang hurriedly pressed his gaze to his toes.

"Husband, I, I heard that someone was shot, I am alone, I dare not stay in the room......"

The voice was aggrieved.

"Husband, do you want to take me in?"

The man did not respond.

“……”

Tan Sang felt that he should rush up as his wife, the wall knock, the bed knock, and the smooth cliché.

But you have to set it up according to the person.

So in this silent place, Tan Sang finally felt embarrassed.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her thoughtfully without speaking.

She took the initiative like this, how could this person react like this?

The corners of Tan Sang's mouth hooked perfunctorily.

"Since it's inconvenient for my husband, after all, business is more important than me."

The girl smiled, but the smile was unusually bitter.

Before Tan Sang could react, his wrist fell into the man's palm, and he was gently held and dragged in front of the man.

The door was also shut.

The door brought a breeze, brushing Tan Sang's long hair behind the back, and making a soft door sound.

The man's slender fingers rested on his cold white forehead.

A laugh that was neither deep nor shallow.

There was a hint of a smile in the man's dark eyes, like a hidden star in the night sky, but it was extremely gentle.

"Madam, I often wonder what you're thinking, why do you think business is more important than you?"

He whispered, as if stepping on what she wanted to hear.

"Madame is the most important thing to me."

He pointed to his heart and tapped it twice.

Tan Sang met his eyes, and his heart tightened and relaxed.

His eyes were dark, and he was hidden.

It was Tan Sang who had never seen Shen Jijin have such a gaze and expression.

It's like there's some terrible and deep affection for it,

It has been suppressed and dormant for too long in that so-called cold, tyrannical and terrible shell, and it needs to burst out.

Now she only glimpsed the slightest bit of exposure through the narrow crack that someone had opened open, but just this little was enough to make her inexplicably frightened.

She still carries a ridiculous [003] code name on her back.

And her purpose is not so simple now.

She wanted to get out of the secret.

[Ding, the second part of the mission: Tempting Shen Jijin to tell the news related to the secret report.] Ten percent of the current level of completion. ］

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