Chapter 1633 Canary (6)

   Temperament is uncertain, unpredictable mood.

  The tone is even more calm and terrifying.

  He asked: "When did the bullying of women appear in the military discipline?"

   "I didn't make it clear, or you...don't understand?"

  The people who came seemed to be smiling, but they weren't smiling, their cold and loose eyes swept over the guards present one by one.

  The tone is obviously not heavy, but it has a strong sense of oppression.

   Almost everyone's heart sank.

  The military guard who kicked the person was at a loss, and was about to do something, but saw the deputy chief of staff's face tense, and he quickly stepped forward to salute.

   "Chief, I didn't take care of them well. The responsibility lies with me."

   "Please allow me a little time, I will let them change their ways and never do it again!"

  The visitor lowered his head and sneered.

   Slowly took off the white gloves, did not speak, and moved casually.

  But it reveals an extremely dangerous atmosphere, as unruly as a wolf.

  He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first.

  The deputy staff officer stood upright, saluted all the time, and remained motionless.

   Waiting for his instruction.

  The Chief Chief, dressed in a straight military uniform, squatted down slowly.

  The cool and indifferent phoenix eyes casually looked at the sickly beauty in the cloak.

  The beauty is like porcelain, slender and delicate, her face is extremely pale, without blood.

  The charming eyes are hanging down, misty, and the slender skeleton is like a delicate flower bone, as if it will shatter with just a light touch.

  Beautiful, yet extremely fragile.

  Like an untouchable porcelain doll, every inch of it is unbelievably beautiful.

  Like a cat's paw scratching, it's really alluring.

  The moody Chief Chief looked at her indifferently with his phoenix eyes.

  Hands covered in countless blood carelessly raised her plain and beautiful face.

  As if looking at a product, there is no temperature at all.

   "This is... the beauty of the Yun family who is famous all over the world?"

  His tone was calm, but when he spoke, it seemed to have thorns.

   A feeling that is nothing more than that.

   "You can be called a beauty if you look like this... It's really sad."

  He caressed her pale cheek slowly, as if he felt a little regretful.

   "..." Er'er, a beautiful sick beauty, looked at him quietly.

   He didn't speak, his seductive eyes were moist and tight, like a newborn fox cub, kind of indescribably clean.

  I can't help but want to kiss her.

   Being caressed on the cheek, such a movement was a bit provocative, but she didn't have much strength to avoid it.

   His face was pale, and he just sat quietly on the ground, coughing twice from time to time.

   Strands of broken hair were tied behind the ears, and the gentle and delicate face was extremely pure and beautiful.

   Wanting to avoid his touch, I struggled twice, but I still could only cough.

   Too fragile.

  No one at the scene spoke, especially those around the Chief Chief, who couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

  Master Chief clearly hates women and never touches women, but now...

  The Chief Chief, who was moody and temperamental, touched her cold face for a while.

  The sickly beauty in a snow-white cloak is like a fox at this moment, a fox that seduces men.

  Even though he didn't do anything, it still caught his attention, making him gradually lost in the astonishing beauty.

Inextricable.

  The heart of the deputy chief of staff sank suddenly.

  Looking at the chief lord who showed no signs of emotion or anger, he quietly watched the beauty of the Yun family who moved the world for a long time.

   Obviously didn't say anything, but invisibly, everyone seemed to realize something—

  The beauty of the Yun family is afraid...

   is about to gain power.

  (end of this chapter)