Fake Yan Tao gritted his teeth, and those three words were almost squeezed out of his teeth.

In the cold voice, there is endless hatred and malice.

"Knock knock!"

There was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

"Who?"

Fake Yan Tao took a deep breath, restrained the expression on his face, and slowly sat up straight.

"It's me, marshal."

Yuan Jing's light voice came from outside the door, "There are documents that need to be signed by you." ”

"Come in."

Yuan Jing answered, pushed the door and entered.

As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Jing saw the pinched and shattered table in the room.

Yuan Jing's eyes like snake pupils moved slightly, but as if he hadn't seen it, he handed the information in his arms to the fake Yan Tao.

"This is the document you need to sign."

"There are reports from the local lord's mansion, and some of them are the financial expenditure statements of the Sky Fleet this year."

"Take it, I'll see."

The fake Yantao stretched out his hand to take it, opened a copy casually, lowered his eyes, and swept it over at a glance.

Yuan Jing stood next to him, as if joking, and teased him: "Lord Marshal, you have really changed a lot when you come back this time. ”

"Could it be that engaged men really start to feel responsible?"

"Lord Marshal, I rarely ran to the main control room before."

Fake Yan Tao pinched the fingers of the information and paused slightly, and turned the page calmly: "I suddenly feel that it's not bad to stay here." ”

He put down the information, looked at Yuan Jing, and said with a smile: "What, do you still have any opinions about where I stay?" ”

"How dare I have an opinion?"

Yuan Jing: "You are a marshal, you can do whatever you want." ”

He spread his hands, suddenly bent forward, pressed his elbows against the table, and leaned closer: "Lord Marshal, you seem to have been dark lately. ”

"It's not as white as it used to be."

“…… It seems to have a pimple. ”

Fake Yan Tao's brows furrowed slightly, and his face was expressionless: "What do you want to say?" ”

“…… No, nothing. ”

Yuan Jing grinned, took the signed document from the fake Yan Tao, and turned to leave.

When he turned around, the fake Yan Tao raised his face, and a pair of eyes fell on the back of Yuan Jing leaving, and the expression in his eyes was uncertain.

Yuan Jing took the pile of materials and walked out of the main control room.

He paused slightly as he stood outside the door.

lowered his eyebrows, swept over the words Yan Tao on the data, and shook his head silently.

It's night.

Silence covered the land.

The entire Marshal's Mansion fell into calm.

Yan Tao stood in front of the door of his room, looking at the building in the center of the courtyard not far away.

In the next second, his right hand was propped up in front of the window, and his wrist suddenly exerted force, and the whole person quietly jumped from the window to the lawn outside the room.

It's just that as soon as she stood on the grass, Yan Tao felt as if something furry was scratching her at her feet.

Young Master Yan's eyes picked slightly, and he turned his face to look over.

It was the first snow, and the eyes were faintly shining in the darkness.

The big tiger was banging his head into her shink.

At the same time, he also stretched out two fleshy front paws, and the overlord style hugged Yan Tao's feet.

Yan Tao half-squatted down.

The index finger of his right hand was slightly bent and knocked on Chu Xue's hairy head: "How did you get here?" ”

Hatsuyuki let out a low snoring sound in her throat.

It suddenly opened its mouth and spit out a soaked and transparent potion bottle that had been licked into Yan Tao's hand.

Young Master Yan pinched the potion bottle with two fingers in disgust.

It took all the strength to resist the urge to throw this thing out.

Hatsuyuki spit out what was in her mouth and stretched comfortably.

Wow!

I can finally eat meat!