MTL - Marshal, She Has Seven Appearances a Week-Chapter 28 Jin|Marshal|Jiang|She|First|Seven samples a week|

There are things hidden in Zhao Shumi, maybe they are small gadgets that I have seen on a certain treasure, and I often look at them but dare not buy them.

However, Zhao Shumi actually has such a habit, the marshal is different, and he is more courageous than others.

Lu Weiyu's face was flushed, no wonder Zhao Shumi ignored her, her body was stiff, and her teasing was like crossing robbery...

Because Zhao Shumi is beyond words.

Lu Weiyu's mood was subtle for a moment. She lowered her head and looked at the woman in front of her. Her red lips were beautiful. She carefully wiped away the color on it and printed it on her own lips.

"I can help you." Lu Weiyu said

Even Zhao Shumi's breathing fluctuated slightly, "Do you really want to belittle yourself like this?"

Lu Weiyu stopped talking, she could abuse herself like this.

She used to do nothing for the sake of fame.

Because this journey has a long way to go, and there is always something to pay.

Lu Weiyu raised his face, with a smile on his face, that smile seemed to be able to tolerate everything.

She looked at Zhao Shumi with trusting eyes, and carefully kissed Zhao Shumi's neck, "I can do it."

Some things can be learned more or less without a teacher, and Lu Weiyu learns quickly when he wants to please people.

If the other party is a man, Lu Weiyu may be a little nervous and barely calm, but the other party is a woman.

Lu Weiyu has always been very self-conscious about herself after becoming popular, and it is even more difficult for her partner.

There are also people in the circle who are ambiguous, but Lu Weiyu has long passed the age of falling in love with his peers because of drama.

You will fall in love because of the drama, and you may also be derailed because of it.

What she needs is someone who will be with her for the rest of her life, not someone who can get divorced after two years and become the hot searched one.

In addition, if the man is not good and has no face, she might as well work hard to make money, raise a little boy a year, and **** it instead.

Then, she had no more to do, and the consideration for the rest of her life has since become a distant plan.

If she persisted a little longer, she could make this woman hers.

The woman the heroine likes must not be too bad, and she doesn't even mind being put on a women's hat. It can be seen that once she falls in love with someone, she must pay her with all her heart.

Lu Weiyu was very jealous and wanted it very much. Her hands were carefully pleasing the other party, trying to keep the other party's attention to her.

However, Zhao Shumi didn't move at all!

Lu Weiyu took a deep breath, I'm afraid it's not a frigid indifference, right?

After a long time, she changed the subject again and said, "By the way, didn't you say that you are going to participate in the art exhibition today? How is it?"

Zhao Shumi exhaled, looked at the woman in front of her, her face moved for a while.

After a while, Zhao Shumi asked, "Painting exhibition?"

Lu Weiyu raised his head, and what caught his eyes was a pair of misty eyes.

Zhao Shumi shook her head, and seeing Lu Weiyu sitting on her body, her eyes widened and her lips pursed.

"What's wrong?" Lu Weiyu looked at the other party with a silly look. Could it be that at the art exhibition...

A picture suddenly came to Lu Weiyu's mind. In the art exhibition, Zhao Shumi passed five levels, killed six generals, and finally won the first prize.

...

Then the host looked at Zhao Shumi with relief and excitement, and said warmly: "I invite the new painter Zhao Shumi, who is also our National Marshal, to come on stage to accept the award!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—" the audience screamed, and the security guards isolated the crowd, all kinds of chaotic and noisy backgrounds.

Host: "This painting called "Muse" became the leader of this international painting exhibition and was regarded as a classic by the judges. Do you have anything to say about the Marshal? Or tell us about the Marshal Where did the inspiration come from?"

Zhao Shumi was dressed in a white cheongsam with exquisite curves and unevenness. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, making her delicate face even whiter and smoother.

Then Zhao Shumi smiled slightly, the corners of her lips were drawn to fascinate thousands of boys and girls, she said: "Muse—"

The suddenly enlarged face made Lu Weiyu shake.

The face of the person in front of him overlapped with the face of the marshal who was going to accept the award, but the person in front of him looked extraordinarily coquettish.

A face with a little makeup and a pair of ignorant eyes, I always feel that a channel has been dug out of my heart, and endless enthusiasm and desire pour out...

Zhao Shumi shook her head and said, "Muse, I, I didn't go to participate."

"Didn't go to participate?" Lu Weiyu asked.

What a joy. But judging by Zhao Shumi's appearance, she doesn't seem very happy?

Zhao Shumi said, "Because you weren't here in the morning."

"Um?"

she is not here? What do you mean?

Could it be that Zhao Shumi didn't even participate in the competition because she didn't see herself?

It's... amazing.

Lu Weiyu couldn't help but asked again: "Then do you really want to get the ranking?"

"Well, that's the only way for me to prove myself." Zhao Shumi's eyes seemed to light up.

"But why do you want to prove yourself? Or, who do you want to prove to?" Lu Weiyu guided: "If you don't participate, your painting will be bad?"

Lu Weiyu's words were meant to change the subject, but they didn't expect to go straight into Zhao Shumi's heart.

She wanted to prove herself in various ways, but without that kind of proof, wouldn't her painting be bad?

"Thank you, Muse."

"..." Lu Weiyu, who has been a confidant big sister once, is very satisfied, but now can I start to get to the point.

Is the atmosphere bad now? Or is her legs not long enough, her waist not thin enough, and her **** not big enough?

"Muse, don't leave me."

"I will not leave you."

Of course, don't even think about getting rid of her for the rest of your life.

Lu Weiyu thought to herself, she is shameless to the extreme now, and she is even more shameless hooking Zhao Shumi, who looks very helpless, into her bosom.

Zhao Shumi said: "I've already told Leiya to let her go. I can't bear her jealousy anymore. You don't have to worry about it in the future."

Zhao Shumi's voice was cool, and when she said these words, she unconsciously softened three points, soft to Lu Weiyu's bones.

Lu Weiyu was a little emotional. In fact, she didn't particularly hate Leiya. Thinking in another way, in fact, everything the other party did was for Zhao Shumi's good.

Zhao Shumi muffled: "Although I am an artist, I am not gay."

"???"

Lu Weiyu looked at the woman buried in his chest, and his mood was overturned. You are not gay, you come to tease me?

No, there must be the latter sentence!

The air in the room suddenly became more tense, and even Lu Weiyu didn't realize that there was a trace of hope hidden in his eyes.

next sentence!

The next sentence should be—

I'm not gay, but I happen to like you.

As long as Zhao Shumi said this, even if the other party was a woman, Lu Weiyu would **** her.

Lu Weiyu looked at the woman in front of him, and the slightly melancholy eyes of the other party also raised to look at Lu Weiyu.

Lu Weiyu subconsciously stroked the other person's back, which made Zhao Shumi hesitate slightly, and then blushed again.

Zhao Shumi said: "You believe me."

"..."

The other party's eyes were serious, and under Lu Weiyu's long gaze, there was still no sign of changing his words.

Lu Weiyu believed it.

Zhao Shumi said before that she fell in love with her body, because it is so beautiful, she was named a muse. Does that mean that if anyone has a more beautiful body than hers? , then her muse is about to change?

Lu Weiyu was a little stimulated, she didn't expect this to be the case.

Not to mention that when the other party said this, he was very fearless.

Can you do whatever you want just because you are a marshal?

This is a bit too much, but Lu Weiyu suddenly lowered her eyes again. She saw that she was no different from those who betrayed her body, and the contempt for herself became more obvious in her heart.

Lu Weiyu pulled up his clothes, regained the last dignity, looked at Zhao Shumi and said, "Okay. What a coincidence, neither am I."

Zhao Shumi's eyes lit up, and then a shy smile appeared on her face: "That's good."

Lu Weiyu's eyes became colder and colder. Now that he has finished speaking, it seems that there is no reason to make another hard bow...

She took a serious look at Zhao Shumi's eyebrows and eyes. The woman's appearance is exquisite, and the makeup makes her facial features more three-dimensional.

Under the radiance of the lights, Lu Weiyu thought of how dazzling Zhao Shumi was when they met for the first time.

Then, they had an intersection.

Since she is so good, why can't she become her own?

Not gay?

Not myself, but—you rejected it too quickly, don't you know you can bend it?

Lu Weiyu's eyes were dim, and she was in a trance. She stroked Zhao Shumi's long hair slightly, and within a few minutes, Lu Weiyu calmed down.

She pulled up her clothes again, put them on, and stood up as if nothing happened.

Lu Weiyu smiled slightly, nodded at Zhao Shumi and said, "I'm going back."

Doubt flashed across Zhao Shumi's eyes: "You—"

"Rest early, I still have work tomorrow." Lu Weiyu said.

Zhao Shumi also had no chance to persuade her to stay, and the emotions on her face were quickly revealed, with deep disappointment overflowing her face, like a cub being left behind.

Lu Weiyu didn't know that the people behind were staring at her back. She went out wearing high heels, and the sound of her footsteps on the wooden floor was particularly crisp.

She opened the door, and as soon as it closed, she saw Leiya next to her.

Leiya's attitude became more and more hostile. She looked at Lu Weiyu with a face full of indescribable words.

"I'm leaving, you take good care of her."

Leiya just wanted to say that you don't need to say it, but then she took it back.

Because she felt that the current Lu Weiyu looked a little bit lost?

Lost? Why?

Leiya thought for a while, and soon thought of something—

Marshal is not okay? So Lu Weiyu will be lost?

Lu Weiyu came out too fast, the pointer seemed to have only passed two scales, and it might not even have enough time to enter the state. And Lu Weiyu's body doesn't seem to have any discomfort at all, stepping on ten centimeter high heels is like playing.

Leia took a deep breath...

The marshal is really dying!

She didn't pay attention to the marshal's private life, and she didn't have a chance to know about the marshal until Lu Weiyu came into their sight.

When they were in school, there were not many restrictions on love. Even she had been compared with some alphas in size, pinched eggs, and the marshal...

She almost forgot that the marshal had always been alone before, even if he wanted to find someone who was bigger or bigger, it might be in vain.

Now, she couldn't help but start to assume that the marshal would have mental problems in this area, could it be caused by the long-term lack of sexual life?

Maybe it's possible, Leia poked the wall outside, full of thoughts.

Or, can I find some suitable teaching materials and tools for the marshal?

In short, the marshal can no longer be held back.

Really get sick.

Lei Ya waited outside for a long time before Zhao Shumi opened the door and came out with a bit of melancholy on her face.

"You... Do you want to take some medicine?" Leiya asked with concern.

Zhao Shumi looked at her pitifully, but in an instant she complained a little more.

"I'm not sick." Zhao Shumi said.

"Really? Marshal, don't feel embarrassed. Persistence is actually very important. Although I don't like her very much, I think you need that kind of treatment. Our doctors are all comprehensive?"

"What lasts? Am I not long enough?" Zhao Shumi asked.

"No...not." Leiya smiled awkwardly, then lowered her eyes again.

It's not long enough!

Don't you know that foreplay takes a very long time?

You're so cool, you can drive people away when you pull up your pants, I...

Lei Ya suddenly wanted the public relations department to pay attention, and told them to prevent Zhao Shumi's stamina from becoming a trending search.

Although her responsibility is to prevent the marshal from being with Lu Weiyu, she can't stand the marshal's fall in front of Lu Weiyu!

Leiya followed the people into the door and saw the somewhat messy sofa. She turned her head and pretended to ask casually: "Marshal, what did you tell her? I saw Lu Weiyu walking away feeling a little disappointed."

"Leiya, don't think about it." Zhao Shumi said: "You don't need to mislead Lu Weiyu anymore, she doesn't believe me now."

"..." Leiya didn't say anything yet.

Besides, trust her? What did the Marshal say to convince Lu Weiyu?

A scene suddenly appeared in Leiya's mind.

In his mind, the marshal said to Lu Weiyu, "Trust me." I will last.

Lu Weiyu: "I don't believe it anymore." Because the time is too short.

After thinking about it, Leiya still felt quite reasonable.

Reya came back to her senses and asked, "However, Marshal, shall we go now?"

Zhao Shumi shook her head and said, "No hurry, I want to be appreciated by Muse."

"..." Leiya became a little anxious. The former Marshal's personality came back, and she was anxious to go back at night, fearing that something would happen-it turned out that something would happen!

As soon as Lu Weiyu came over, did he break it?

Is this the artistic personality coming back? Leiya didn't come up in one breath.

The international painting exhibition ended in a few days, Zhao Shumi didn't go to participate, and the next day she quietly hid in the presidential suite and painted.

Every time Lei Ya opened the door, Zhao Shumi would turn her head and see that it was Lei Ya, her eyes turned to the canvas in disappointment.

"..." Leiya.

She was disappointed too, every time, every time! every time! They are not the main characters, how can they be broken?

Are they going to take root in this little broken place?

But fortunately, Lu Weiyu hasn't come to look for Zhao Shumi these days.

And Zhao Shumi also seemed to acquiesce to the other party's attitude, and she never took the initiative to find him.

There seems to be something wrong between them.

Leiya thought, this question may be whether to believe it or not.

Leiya felt that she had come to the truth, secretly happy in her heart, but also extremely sad at the same time.

The marshal can't do it, what the **** are you so happy about! Will those Omega in the backyard who come on a blind date sue for this?

After much deliberation, Leiya began to fear that the Marshal would go back, because after a long time, the news of the Marshal's failure would definitely be on the top searches.

After seeing the marshal's injured eyes more than a dozen times, Leiya wanted to go to the next door to catch Lu Weiyu for a moment, and let the marshal give him a good meal.

Within a few days, there was another news from the family. The Marshal's Mansion was simply a carnival feast for Alpha. There were more than ten or twenty Omegas gathered in the house, which was too much for Alpha.

However, Tan Lun is the only one in their family now, at most, the replaced beta soldiers can't bear it.

Those Omega were sent by the royal family, and they were all used for blind dates, and the others did not dare to treat them coldly.

Now the marshal has neglected them for many days, one by one clamoring to see the marshal, as if ordered by someone from above.

It's not surprising that an Omega is causing trouble, but a group of them is unbearable.

They are delicate and reserved, and every alpha who dreams of being admitted to the military academy wants to accumulate great military exploits to pursue an Omega, so as to leave an excellent bloodline.

Leia used to be the same way, but after seeing it a lot, she felt that it was simply too embarrassing why there was such a creature as Omika.

After she told Zhao Shumi about this, Zhao Shumi's careless painting stopped suddenly.

Zhao Shumi asked in surprise, "Are there dozens of Omega at home?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you say this earlier?"

"...I..." Didn't he/mom think he knew it well, or didn't take it seriously at all?

"No, I can't let this matter get out." Zhao Shumi tidied up the scroll on her own.

There are more than ten scrolls, it seems that Si Lian is a good inspiration, let her focus on nothing else, and soon created countless paintings.

The paintings are all about someone she misses, even if the second person can't understand her paintings at all.

Zhao Shumi said: "Let's go back now, I can't let her misunderstand me again."

"..." Leiya wanted to say, this is not a misunderstanding, this is a solid hammer.

…

Lu Weiyu has had a good reflection in the past few days. First of all, to make a person interested in her, it must be different.

Lu Weiyu felt that her first step should be a good one. What she has to do now is to hang up Zhao Shumi and let Zhao Shumi know how important she is to her.

This step is also relatively good. From the fact that Zhao Shumi has not left these days, it can be seen that Lu Weiyu still has a certain amount of weight to Zhao Shumi.

She was too impatient, maybe she had never encountered such a thing before, so she didn't know where to hook someone's heart, and now she wanted to do it, I'm afraid she had to put in a lot of effort.

Lu Weiyu thought so, people can bend and stretch, sooner or later she will be bent.

After all, I have already embarked on a detour, so I can't easily let the instigator go.

She thought about it again, although Zhao Shumi had some hidden and unknown hobbies, she could still understand.

Zhao Shumi has been in a high position since she was born, and she must have suffered a lot since she was a child. It must not be easy to get to this position. She has a lot of mental pressure, and it seems nothing unusual to have some little-known hobbies.

Isn't it just that you often put that little thing in the urinal? As long as she is happy.

It's just that Lu Weiyu left too early that day, and forgot to tell Zhao Shumi not to use that thing often, or it would be bad for your health.

Lu Weiyu felt a little regretful, and put the cold drink handed over by his assistant on his face.

The thoughts just now were woven into one picture after another in her mind, and the colors were so gorgeous that it made her face a little red.

Before Lu Weiyu could calm down completely, Pan Zehan rushed in in a daze, and told Lu Weiyu with horror on his face: "Wow, big news! The marshal actually hid dozens of Omega in her house? And now she still puts this group of The delicate Omega was thrown out the door, announcing to everyone that these people have nothing to do with her!"

"Fuck, dozens of Omega! Did the royal family treat her as a stud horse? Don't give it to me~"

A few key words fell into the ear, Lu Weiyu tilted his head, the heat on his face has not yet subsided, and the anger in his heart hastily risen again.

Lu Weiyu's eyes were slightly cold, "Dozens? Omega?"