Chapter 7

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Duan Hengye remembered that the notice from the Marshal's Mansion was clearly that Meng Jinhuai came to Anluo on the 13th of this month. How could this arrive four days in advance? In an instant, Duan Hengye felt that the blood on his body had solidified. No one noticed that at this moment, his hands that were hanging quietly beside him were shaking slightly uncontrollably.

"...Master Marshal." Duan Hengye called out like the original owner.

"Yeah." Hearing Duan Hengye calling himself, Meng Jinhuai, who was standing opposite, smiled, then walked two steps forward and hugged him tightly in his arms. This is the first time Duan Hengye has grown up so tightly that he has been hugged so tightly, and a familiar fragrance instantly envelops him.

Although he was forced to show some acting skills by the desire for survival, the physiological reaction caused by tension cannot be hidden. Duan Hengye believed that at such a close distance at this moment, the other party definitely felt the uncontrolled trembling of his body and the abnormally cold body temperature.

However, Meng Jinhuai didn't say it. He ended the hug as if nothing happened. He even reached out and touched Duan Hengye's hair very affectionately, acting extremely gentle.

Horrible! Marshal Meng turned out to be a born actor!

Duan Hengye had imagined 10,000 ways to face the angry marshal, but he did not expect that now the other party's performance was clearly out of the shadow of emotion, and he began to rationally consider how to use himself and...kill himself.

If you don't know the plot that follows, and haven't seen the content of more than 200 chapters of the Marshal's personal execution of the original owner, Duan Hengye may still be deceived by Meng Jinhuai's gentleness, but he has read it.

As an undercover agent, the original owner has been stealing information secretly since he married Meng Jinhuai. After several information leaks. The marshal and his subordinates also suspected the original owner. However, because the original owner was skilled and didn't leave too many clues, he still survived those crises safely. But who would have thought that Meng Jinhuai would start to write his own optical brain program and track down which man behind it.

Coincidentally, not long after the optical brain program was written, Duan Hengye moved his hands and feet on the opponent's mecha... So after this accident, Meng Jinhuai was completely disappointed with his spouse and counted the old hatred and the new hatred. Come together.

When Meng Jinhuai touched his hair, Duan Hengye subconsciously avoided it. Seeing him behaving like this, Meng Jinhuai even pretended not to know what was going on. He lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?" His eyes were full of concern.

Help... This man is terrible.

Duan Hengye remembers that readers of "Dumping Interstellar" used a certain game's face pinching function to model popular characters in the book. After receiving the pictures, the author was very excited to post them. At this moment, Meng Jinhuai was looking down at him, his facial features were also enlarged because of the distance. But even at this close distance, in Duan Hengye's eyes, Meng Jinhuai's face still couldn't find a flaw, and it was even more refined than the model created with the game's face-squeezing system.

Don't say it, it looks so good.

No, why did I start to care about his face? Duan Heng night hated the iron and made steel, and pinched himself slightly, then dialed his thoughts back to the normal channel.

He glanced at Meng Jinhuai again, thinking that since the other party wanted to pretend to himself, why not stay with him?

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