Marshal, She Has Seven Appearances a Week

Lu Weiyu held down the front of his front and looked at the extremely beautiful woman in front of him.

Probably noticing Lu Weiyu's gaze, the woman nodded slightly, squinting at Lu Weiyu.

I have to say that for a good-looking person, everything he does is very good-looking, even if he does such an obscene move, it still makes people feel very tempted.

Lu Weiyu was dazzled, and her face was burning with heat. For the first time, she felt her heart beat faster at such a distance.

She never thought of recruiting a Cai Junya woman as a backer before, can she arrange it now?

No, no, she doesn't want to do this anymore, what about the one who promised to stay away from all this?

When did she get so **** that she could even **** a woman?

Lu Weiyu was tickled by the opponent's hand, thinking in her heart, her face was happy, and she was amused by herself.

"Tell me, who sent you here?"

Zhao Shumi's eyes were deep, and she looked at the woman in front of her with a cruel smile.

As soon as the voice fell, a bell rang.

"I did it myself."

Lu Weiyu stared blankly at the other party's slightly dangerous eyes, and then glanced at the cell phone that kept ringing.

The call was made by the agent. Although she was quite disgusted before, it was very timely now.

As soon as the call was made, Pan Zehan's voice crackled over there, "Lu Weiyu, I found Director Chen, and he said he was in the lounge on the second floor. There are a lot of people here now."

"Oh, well, I'll be over later."

After Lu Weiyu finished speaking without changing his face, he looked up at the woman in front of him again.

The other party took her mobile phone and turned it on.

Probably because he didn't hear Lu Weiyu's words, Pan Zehan asked a few more worried words, "Where are you? It's so quiet around you, are you lost?"

"No, no, you stay where you are, I'll be right there, right away—"

"Where do you want to go?" Zhao Shumi asked.

Lu Weiyu's face was a little red. At such a distance, she still had the upper hand. The other party hooked her waist and was restrained, unable to go anywhere.

She stared fixedly at the woman in front of her, a little confused about what she wanted to do.

Obviously she looked so repulsive on stage, but she was like this in private.

So is everything faked? In fact, she is also the kind of person who does not refuse!

Lu Weiyu felt that he knew some great secret.

Pan Zehan over there was stunned for a few seconds, then said anxiously on the phone: "Who are you talking to, Lu Weiyu?"

Pan Zehan was shocked, who was the person beside her? Didn't you just promise him not to look for these relationships?

Is it possible that I still have to embark on the road of selling | selling | body?

Pan Zehan knows that Lu Weiyu has a bad temper and has an incompetent ex-boyfriend, but it doesn't matter, as long as you listen to him, you will be angry sooner or later. The key is that Lu Weiyu has face!

As long as Lu Weiyu is not killed or blocked, they are still partners!

He has always thought this way, but now he intuitively smashed the scene of his artist looking for a financial backer behind his back!

"Lu Weiyu, Lu Weiyu, calm down, although your scandals are really too much to explode, but you really can't break the pot!"

Pan Zehan was very disappointed. He shouted a few words, but no one answered.

"No one, just—uh..."

Instead, through a few groans, the voice sounded a little bit restrained, a little bit seductive.

Pan Zehan blushed, and took the phone away in a daze.

And said no one! Can this sound be done by one person?

He shouldn't have listened to Lu Weiyu distract him, even if he followed someone into the toilet!

At most, it's just a pervert.

Now that he is only away from her for a quarter of an hour, Lu Weiyu has found the benefactor again?

Zhao Shumi's strength was great, and she blocked the person in the wall with one hand. Lu Weiyu bumped into it twice, but finally stayed honest.

Seeing that the phone was hung up and thrown away, Lu Weiyu finally settled down again.

Now that the status is very different, everything I do is asking for trouble.

Zhao Shumi asked with a smile: "Who is that over there? Is that why I can't wait to find you?"

"No one, just my manager." Lu Weiyu said.

"Manager? Oh, do you want to be popular?" Zhao Shumi raised her phoenix eyes, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, looking a little scattered.

Lu Weiyu looked at the other party, then nodded honestly.

Zhao Shumi pinched Lu Weiyu's face, her misty eyes were full of teasing, "I see."

knew? This has not said anything yet.

Lu Weiyu hastily added: "Listen to me, I want to be popular, no celebrity doesn't want to, but I can rely on myself—"

"Are you looking down on me?" Zhao Shumi said.

"No, no, I didn't look down on you."

Zhao Shumi seemed to be in a better mood again, and finally she was willing to look people straight.

"Lu Weiyu?"

"yes."

"Your name is Lu Weiyu?"

Zhao Shumi rubbed the corners of her eyebrows, not expecting who Lu Weiyu was.

Presumably an irrelevant person?

However, it was such an insignificant person who could make her fall for it.

And the opponent's purpose is also very simple, just for red.

When did her role as a dignified marshal drop to such a low level?

How did such a little star break through her defenses?

Zhao Shumi didn't know, she had long and slender fingers, and she pushed the opponent's hands away, her fingers were stroking across the opponent's skin, and the opponent's hand felt surprisingly good.

Lu Weiyu's clothes are very exaggerated today, even if she wears them out on the red carpet, she will be picked out by major domestic media as a weird one in minutes.

However, Lu Weiyu's figure and appearance clearly told the audience that she can hold even if she wears a rag.

Zhao Shumi took a closer look. The woman's figure is very good, and she obviously came prepared. Even if she was so embarrassed by herself, she just grabbed her clothes.

Zhao Shumi looked from bottom to top, looking at people who were a little afraid of her.

To be afraid of her? It's really funny.

"How about I support you?" Zhao Shumi said.

Lu Wei said: "You, you don't really like women, do you?"

"Didn't you do your homework before you came?" Zhao Shumi smiled sweetly, with the lights behind her back, as if brightening the entire night.

Lu Weiyu shook her head, she didn't plan to have any PY transaction before she came.

When she read the book before, she knew that any sexual orientation in this world is normal.

However, what she didn't know was that Zhao Shumi didn't naturally like women.

She thought that the other party was overwhelmed by the aura of Cai Junya's protagonist.

Of course, why I didn't know, it was probably because there were too many plot jumps, and she was just looking for novelty.

However, Lu Weiyu saw Zhao Shumi smiling again, every smile was so beautiful, but it was frightening.

If Zhao Shumi's fans were here, seeing such a smile would impress her heart and mind, and it would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Before Lu Weiyu could speak, someone beside him said in amazement: "Marshal—you..."

"It turned out to be the cute little Leiya."

Zhao Shumi turned her head and saw a figure in the distance.

Probably because she saw an acquaintance, Zhao Shumi relaxed a little, "This woman, she didn't even get into heat."

There is still a bit of disappointment between the words.

Lu Weiyu pushed the person away suddenly, then quickly zipped her zipper up, tidied up her clothes as if nothing happened, and then stood in front of the person.

"marshal!"

Lei Ya is Zhao Shumi's adjutant, and she looks very anxious. She doesn't even look at Lu Weiyu, and only cares about the marshal in front of her.

The Marshal shrugged indifferently, "Ah, I'm sorry, I couldn't control it, but I'm not that hungry, she's still intact."

Leiya walked carefully to Zhao Shumi's side, and whispered in the other's ear: "It's time for you to take your medicine!"

The marshal raised his eyelids, "Take medicine? Leiya, don't think that you are my adjutant, you can do whatever you want."

"Marshal, let's go back first, don't stay here." Leiya looked anxious.

take medicine?

Lu Weiyu clasped his hands together and trembled slightly, what medicine did he take? Is Zhao Shumi sick?

Lu Weiyu couldn't help but glanced at Zhao Shumi again, she looked very normal, even more normal than her.

If Zhao Shumi had to take medicine like this, wouldn't she live soon?

Looking at Leiya again, the worry on that face does not seem to be feigned.

Could it be that he was really sick? Then I know such a big secret...

Leiya managed to make Zhao Shumi obedient, and when she turned her head, she looked at Lu Weiyu who was standing aside and watching coldly.

"Who are you?"

"I, I passed by."

Leiya asked: "Guo Guo? Can Guo Guo come to the pavilion?"

"No, I'll come to the pavilion to enjoy—" Lu Weiyu said forcefully: "Catch the cool, now I have a ride, I'm going back. I won't bother you."

Lu Weiyu knew that when such things usually happened, the subordinates would do anything to protect Zhao Shumi's face.

Lu Weiyu looked at Zhao Shumi who was obviously weak after being fed the medicine. She was still so energetic just now, but now she seemed to be a different person.

Zhao Shumi sat at the stone table, propped her head, and squinted her eyes, as if she was holding back something.

Lu Weiyu looked at Leiya again. These two people should know each other, and there shouldn't be any bad news like 'Marshal mistakenly took poison|medicine' tomorrow.

Lu Weiyu breathed a sigh of relief, but heard a voice from over there, "You can't let her go."

As soon as the words fell, the marshal who was mighty and domineering just now became a pitiful little boy, and suddenly fainted by the table.

Leiya turned her head and looked at Lu Weiyu.

Lu Weiyu wanted to run, but out of instinct, her legs were weak at this time.

Can't let her go?

Of course, it cannot be that the marshal has taken a fancy to this person. Leiya has followed Zhao Shumi for a long time. At this time, there must be only one reason, not to let more people know this secret.

Leiya looked at Lu Weiyu with a smile on her face.

"Our marshal said that you cannot be allowed to leave, lady, you should come with me."

Lu Weiyu poked his cold arm, and felt that his whole heart was going cold at this moment...

And soon, I'm afraid it's the body that's going to be cold.

It's over, she hasn't escaped her way of cannon fodder, and she ends up in the hands of the "one of the heroines".

She had played the leading role all her life, but for the first time she became the cannon fodder who died in the first episode?

"Come here and help me hold her."

"I, you tell me, will I be killed and silenced?" Lu Weiyu asked.

Leiya was silent, and then looked at Lu Weiyu again, "I don't want to lie to you."

Lu Weiyu's heartbeat plummeted, can't he lie to her at this time?

Leiya and Lu Weiyu took people out slowly. In fact, Leiya could resist alone, but she didn't want Lu Weiyu to have a chance to escape.

Fortunately, at this time, Lu Weiyu was completely immersed in the idea of ​​how to attack for his own life.

Zhao Shumi would like Cai Junya, and certainly would not reject women.

She has played so many roles, there is always one that Zhao Shumi can eat!

The three of them went out, and there was someone outside to meet them. It was another adjutant, Tan Lun.

Tan Lun and Leiya exchanged a look, and then sent them to the car again.

Lu Weiyu grabbed the car door, "Can I see my friends and family for the last time?"

"You should know my answer."

This woman named Leiya is simply too inflexible!

And that man named Tan Lun, is he still a man? How could he be indifferent to such a weak and helpless her!

After Zhao Shumi was sent back to the villa, countless doctors rushed in, as if they had been training for a long time.

Looks like he's really sick.

Lu Weiyu sat aside, no one cared about her, but this place was heavily guarded, and there were guards along the way from the gate.

The people in the villa were woken up, and a large wave of nannies, maids, cooks, and gardeners came out, and many people saw Lu Weiyu being brought in.

When they were surprised by Lu Weiyu's appearance, they looked at each other's arms around Zhao Shumi, very kind!

Several people whispered to each other, and immediately got a big secret——

The marshal of their mother solo for more than 20 years actually brought a person back!

And looking at Adjutant Leiya's attitude, she seems to be very respectful!

Leiya and Tan Lun sent the man back to the house, and there was a doctor watching over him, and nothing would happen.

Lu Weiyu was sitting in the hall, and the room was air-conditioned, but she didn't feel hot at all at the moment, she just felt like she had fallen into the ice cellar.

Dying to die!

Seeing them busy, Lu Weiyu wrapped the blanket around her body again, and watched Leiya come downstairs.

Leiya looked at the woman in front of her without changing her face, and her heart was filled with raging anger, and those people still refused to give up.

To drug the marshal's drink—

But there were so many people at that time, they didn't even know who made the toast, otherwise they could have caught that person and made an example to others!

This is still their negligence. Usually in the villa, the marshal's food is inspected by a special person, and there will be no such food mistakes at all.

"Adjutant Leiya." A soft voice came from the side.

Leiya finally looked at the person in front of her. She had asked someone to check Lu Weiyu's identity just now.

However, Leiya's fingers paused, saying that they are all dying.

Actually, identity shouldn't be that important, right? Anyway, they are all abandoned sons.

"If you want to eat and drink, you can arrange for people in the villa." Leiya said.

"Can you, can you give me an accurate word?" Lu Weiyu looked at the other side helplessly, with a wry smile on his face.

Leiya looked at Lu Weiyu, and said seriously: "What do you want to eat? We have food in the Marshal's Mansion that you have never eaten before, or what do you like to wear? Ah, sorry, I don't understand you weak people very well. Women's aesthetics, I don't know what you want at this time."

I want to live.

Lu Weiyu looked at Leiya with a pitiful look, in exchange for Leya's incomprehension.

Lu Weiyu was locked up in the villa with good food and drink, and was patrolled 24 hours a day. She couldn't escape at all in this day and night.

Several little maids looked at Lu Weiyu enviously, "It's really beautiful, our Marshal likes women?"

"The marshal's information seems to say he is bisexual? But this is the first time he has been ambiguous with someone."

"If I look so good-looking and have such a figure, will it be no one's business?"

"What are you dreaming about?"

A few women shrunk their heads in the kitchen, looking at Lu Weiyu, who looked so elegant even while eating, with eyes full of envy.

"At this time, I still have a little of everything. I really don't know how these delicate ladies are raised."

"Marshal is so kind to her, even Lieutenant Leiya can be assigned by her."

In the middle of the night, the chef was called up, and a portion of all delicious food was served. They had never seen such a spoiled person.

However, judging by Leiya's attitude, she might be their marshal's wife!

Not only that, but within a quarter of an hour, several more designers came.

Every one of them is top-notch in the world, the ones who are not easy to sell, the temper is as big as the fame, and it is impossible to design clothes for the same person.

Several people worked together, and quickly measured Lu Weiyu's size.

While measuring them, he kept looking at them. Although Lieutenant Leiya didn't say it clearly, a strange woman was placed in the Marshal's mansion...

The woman is still very beautiful, as if God was kissed at the time of creation, and her body perfectly interprets the golden ratio. Apart from the marshal, she is the second one with such data.

Several designers were a little flustered when they were called over at this time. They had never encountered such a situation, but they did not dare to talk nonsense, such as the fact that the marshal might add a wife to the marshal.

Leiya told Tan Lun that apart from not letting her go out, everything else was fine.

Leiya still has a little bit of compassion, and being able to fulfill her wish before she dies is the last thing she can do.

After explaining all this, Leiya went out to deal with other matters.

After all, the marshal had left so early, someone must be in a hurry.

Tan Lun sent the doctor away, and then suddenly remembered the extra woman.

I don't know what happened to them, but I always feel that it is better not to overdo it.

Just, let her sleep on the sofa tonight? It doesn't seem appropriate either.

Tan Lun looked at Lu Weiyu, who was struggling with the dinner, and then at the maid who was left in the living room. He waved, and the little maid stepped forward.

"Adjutant Tan..." The little maid was flattered.

After Lu Weiyu had eaten what might be his last dinner, he was so comfortable that he could be a full ghost in front of Hades.

The little maid took Lu Weiyu away, "Where are you taking me?"

"Of course it's a rest," said the little maid.

A trace of loneliness flashed on Lu Weiyu's face, this may be the last night, maybe, maybe in the next life, she can be the protagonist.

The little maid took him to the second floor. Under a dim street lamp, the maid opened the door and brought Lu Weiyu in.

"Our Marshal will leave it to you."

The little maid gave a shy smile and closed the door.

There are a few small lights in the house, it is dim, and the road can barely be seen.

Until Lu Weiyu saw the person on the bed—this, this is obviously different from the script she imagined, how could it be, Zhao Shumi!

Zhao Shumi?