Chapter 1576 Follow the Marshal, can there be no future!

   "It's just that this major is not suitable."

  Sing to Lingfeng: "If you feel bad, I will change candidates immediately."

  Young Master Yan's eyes still fell on the information, and he casually raised his hand: "No, this is pretty good."

   is a little silly.

  In order to break up in love, commit suicide?

  Master Yan rubbed his chin, thinking seriously: Should she make herself a little more haggard?

  After all, his own length is the same as this Yiya, which is really different.

  Thinking affects temperament.

  Yiya is cynical, his eyes are always alienated and indifferent when he looks at others, and he even has three points of irony and hatred like a hedgehog.

  Even if the appearance is acceptable, but that temperament makes people subconsciously want to be alienated and further away.

   "Marshal, time is almost up."

   Yan Tao put down the information with a smile, turned around and walked into the room.

  Look in the mirror and put on makeup.

  It took about five minutes before she walked out of the room again.

  The mask was pulled to the chin.

  The color of the eyes and pupils are still pitch black, and those peach blossom eyes are stretched by three points, and they appear to be narrower and deeper.

  Song Lingfeng quickly stood up and compared Yan Tao with Yiya in the photo.

  After repeated comparisons, I came to the conclusion: "It's almost exactly the same."

"That's good."

   Yantao put on the mask with her hand, covering most of her face, and walked out of the room with her long legs: "Go."

Song Lingfeng followed her, and the two hurried out of the hotel.

  As soon as he left the house, he saw Song Qihai who was dragged over by Song Lingfeng's subordinates.

  Young Master Song was full of reluctance. When he saw his uncle the thief, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Uncle! Why did you arrest me again?!"

  He was eating a good meal there, and he was stunned directly before taking a few bites!

Song Lingfeng reached out and grabbed Song Qihai's shoulders and buckled it directly in front of Yan Tao. His chubby face turned into a flower with a smile: "It's just right, my nephew is as old as you. This time the fleet selection is just right to call him. Come with you."

  Song Lingfeng naturally has his own little abacus.

  The seventh grade official in front of the prime minister's door.

  If Song Qihai can follow Yan Tao into the fleet, will he have troubles in the future? !

   "What?! Fleet trials?"

  Song Qihai struggled, madly trying to get rid of the control of Song Qihai's right hand: "I don't want to go."

  His young master is a good one, a fragrant and spicy drink, what he wants to play and where he wants to go.

  Into the fleet, you will have to be controlled by others.

  The brain is sick!

  What to protect the family, defend the country and make contributions, he does not have such lofty ideals.

   Let him sit and wait for death.

   Song Lingfeng smiled and didn't smile, and with his right hand, he actually lifted the young man Song Qihai into the air: "Go... or not?"

  Song Lingfeng is a veteran who has been on the battlefield and has experienced many battles.

  Even though, he usually smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.

  Once the terrifying cold aura exudes, ordinary people simply can't bear it.

  Not to mention Song Qihai, the pampered young master.

  Cosed off in an instant, and barely showed a flattering smile to his uncle: "Go, I'll go when my uncle says to go!"

   However, it’s not up to him to decide if he can choose at that time...

   Song Ling said in a cool wind, "If you are sent back and lose my face, I will send you directly to the border guard of the empire."

Song Qihai shook his hand.

  At this moment, I can't even laugh out, I can only hum twice as the answer to Song Lingfeng's words.

  (End of this chapter)