The dull and hot weather soaked Yong Yue's hair, and her face, as delicate as a baby and as white as milk, was covered with crimson flashes.
The white and rosy pink is like a delicate wintersweet, so beautiful.
call!
The scent of orchid and musk came to my face, drowning my breath.
"Drink water?"
"Not thirsty!"
"I drink!"
Taking off the shackles of the package, Yan Yue, wearing short sleeves and woven cropped pants, stood up and walked to the door. He picked up the ice water that had just been delivered, opened it, and drank in front of me with his head held high.
The cool ice water flows down, like spring water reflecting pear blossoms, accompanied by the crystal fragrant sweat on the jade neck, turning into pearls, one by one slipping into the tight short sleeves.
As far as the eye can see, everything is dazzlingly white.
It's so dazzlingly white that you can't look straight at it!
And the undulating mountains!
Even more thrilling!
After drinking the ice water, Yi Yue opened another bottle and poured it on his head, shaking his head wildly.
Thousands of water droplets splashed in all directions, like bullets hitting my face, full of the pride of spring.
"The document is wet."
"Write another one yourself."
I immediately closed my eyes, my eyelids twitching fiercely.
You want me to rewrite a 12,000-word document without graphics?
Yan Yue drank ice water and said coldly: "Nothing will happen if I meet you!"
"How to say?"
"It takes so long every time. Last time it was cold, this time it's hot, and I'm all wet."
My eyelids and mouth twitched involuntarily: "I don't want it to last that long. I also want to end it as soon as possible."
"snort!"
"You don't want it to take that long?"
"You want it to end early?"
Yan Yue came over with ice water and said coldly: "I'm not done yet. Don't even think about taking a break."
I didn't dare to answer anymore, for fear that if I opened my mouth, Yiyue would point that pocket gun at my temple like he did last time.
Next, Ying Yue did not rush to continue the next procedure, but took out chocolate candies and various fruits from the suitcase he carried with him.
"What to eat?"
"casual."
"Nothing casual."
"apple!"
"I'm the only one. You eat the others."
After more than four hours of hard work at full speed, I was already ravenous.
I raised my hand to get the chocolate, but Yi Yue suddenly shouted coldly: "I like to eat truffle flavor. You are not allowed to take it."
I immediately gave up and switched to something else.
"I like this too!"
"I want to eat this."
"You eat candy!"
I was scolded by Ying Yue three times in a row, and I didn't even bother to touch the candy.
This Ying Yue is by no means an ordinary wealthy lady.
The chocolate she eats is Godiva, the most expensive chocolate in the world, with only 20,000 packs produced a year. Less than Hermès.
Other candies are also from world-class brands, and the prices are shockingly expensive.
Um!
That apple seems to be the gray apple of Gallic Chicken.
"Forget it. You'd better eat the apple."
With that said, Ying Yue placed the apple in front of me.
I glanced sideways and silently sent the apple back.
"What's the meaning?"
All of a sudden, Yi Yue's tone suddenly turned ten degrees colder.
"I won't eat what others have eaten!"
"snort!"
As soon as the cold snort started, the extremely hot secret room immediately turned into an Antarctic sky full of ice, snow and hail.
"The handover person. Record!"
"I'll only say it once!"
Bone-cold orders burst out from Yi Yue's gleaming silver teeth, and a brand new information book was smashed in front of me.
The most important and top-secret archives of the Bureau began to be handed over.
If I didn't eat the apples that Yi Yue had eaten, I would spend the next two hours living in an endless hell.
Written information cannot stop me.
The scary thing is the star maps and undeciphered writings and stuff.
Even if I tried my best and made the best of my life, I was still beaten to death by Ying Yue.
The most terrifying thing is that some Xixia characters were unearthed from the Dunhuang Canon but have not been released to the public. They are only used to transmit top-secret information. These characters are more difficult to remember and memorize than the nine-fold seal script.
But Yin Yue, who deliberately dealt with me, is a loyal person.
True to her promise.
Say it once, write it once!
As time went by, it was the hottest afternoon outside, and I almost suffered from heat stroke several times.
The most hateful thing is that I am not allowed to smoke!
Not only that, she also deprived me of the right to drink water!
The reason is that she wants to drink!
That's right!
She took all the unlimited ice water provided outside!
This girl with a heavenly beauty and a terrifying background is extremely stingy!
Fortunately, I saved her several times!
Repay kindness with hatred!
Just when Yan Yue thought I would apologize and beg her, I opened my backpack and took out the teacup.
He drank up the tea in one breath, pulled off the lid, poured out all the tea leaves in the cup, stuffed them all into his mouth and chewed them hard.
Ying Yue looked at me silently, a trace of astonishment flashed in Ruifeng's eyes, and the rest was full of contempt.
Suddenly, Yi Yue pushed the ice water in front of me: "Drink water!"
"Need not!"
"I order you to drink water!"
"You can't order me!"
Yi Yue said coldly with a frosty face: "In this room. I am the master!"
As he spoke, Yi Yue pushed the chocolates and candies in front of the ice water: "Your confidentiality level is just to never decrypt it. My confidentiality level is that there is no such person as me."
"My level is higher than yours. You must obey my orders."
I was breathing heavily, and my hands were a bit unruly.
"My authority is not as high as yours. This is a fact."
"It's just that when your master decrypted it, I was the one who handed it over!"
"Also, the last succession of Beiyue was also handled by me!"
Ye Yue said this...
It scared me!
Isn't it Qin Jing who took office in Beiyue?
When Qin Jing came to power, it was the turn of the century.
The Yin Yue at that time…….Ь.
How old are you?
Twelve years old?
Fifteen?
Damn it, eighteen years old!
This running star...
Is it so scary?
Why was a genius with such a profound memory like her not selected for the youth class?
What is her background?
