Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she always encounters yandere and paranoid people

Chapter 154 The warlord commander-in-chief’s tender cannon fodder 2

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On the noisy streets of the North City, a driving Pontiac car stood out because it was a symbol of power.

The car was quiet, and Adjutant Lin, who was sitting in the front, was driving seriously.

Yun Wu sat on the edge of the back seat and quietly turned her head to look at Lu Zhuo sitting next to her.

He is tall, thin lips pursed slightly, revealing the aura and chill of a superior, and the profile of his face is very beautiful with the high curve of the bridge of his nose.

The little uncle is so good-looking...

Yun Wu looked at Lu Zhuo in a daze, maybe she hadn't seen him for a year, and now it felt different to meet him again.

No wonder Song Yun said that her uncle was a flower in Beicheng.

As if aware of the sight, Beicheng Yihua turned his head and looked over with faint eyes. He couldn't see the joy or anger in his dark eyes.

Only then did Yun Wu come back to her senses. She quickly looked away like a dodge and put her hands on her knees obediently.

"When did my little uncle return to Beicheng? Didn't he say before that he would not be able to come back for another three months?"

"I just came back today. When I returned to the Commander's Mansion, I found that you were not there. I found out that you had gone to the dance hall."

Lu Zhuo's voice was calm, but his dark eyes were looking at Yun Wu.

It was true that he would not be able to come back for a few months, but after being away from home for a year, he missed his little girl so much that he rushed back early.

Yun Wu blinked her beautiful eyes with some guilt, and then said quickly:

"Song Yun said she had never been to that place. We went there for the first time today and just sat there for a while. We were already leaving when my uncle came..."

She explained hesitantly, her voice soft, but her voice became softer as she spoke.

"Ah."

Lu Zhuo's voice was low, and his beautiful eyes made it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"It's a smoky place. Don't go there next time."

"No, no, no."

Yun Wu nodded quickly and fearfully and said that she had heard that that song and dance hall was not simple. Today, when she went there for the first time, she met a drunk who mistook her for a dancer. She would not dare to go there next time.

The car soon arrived at the door of the Commander's Mansion. Lu Zhuo got out of the car first and then walked to Yun Wu's door.

He opened the car door skillfully and stretched out his hand towards Yun Wu who was sitting in the car.

The palm wearing a black leather glove was wide and strong. Yun Wu habitually put her white and tender hand on it, and Lu Zhuo took her hand and got out of the car.

She used to ride in the car like this. When she was younger, she was carried by her uncle, and when she got older, she was held by his hand.

"Commander, miss, dinner is ready."

The elderly butler wearing a long gown at the door said respectfully.

Yun Wu followed Lu Zhuo step by step into the commander's mansion.

Due to Lu Zhuo's return, there were many more people in military uniforms and guns guarding the entrance and the yard.

The Commander's Mansion is also more lively than before.

Dinner has been set on the antique sandalwood dining table.

Lu Zhuo took off his black coat and handed it to Adjutant Lin. When he turned around, he saw a maid helping Yun Wu take off the small light blue shawl.

After taking off the shawl, Yun Wu only wore a light blue slim-fitting cheongsam. The two lotus-root arms were white and delicate, and the cotton cheongsam outlined a better figure.

She pulled up a chair and sat down at the dining table. Then she raised her head and saw Lu Zhuo looking over.

"Uncle?"

"It's alright, let's eat."

Lu Zhuo's voice was light. He was only wearing a straight military uniform. His waist was lean and strong outlined by a black belt. He strode over and sat down on the main seat.

Yun Wu couldn't help but look sideways, because the girls' school was right next to the military school, and they could often see people from the military school.

But when she thought about it, her little uncle seemed to be better in stature. He had grown tall before, but now that he hadn't been seen for a year, he seemed to be much stronger.

Lu Zhuo calmly picked up the tea poured by the servant and took a sip.

His gaze fell on Yun Wu without any trace, especially the proud arc under the collarbone outlined by the slim cheongsam.

We haven’t seen each other for a year, but we have grown up a bit...

want to knead.

After drinking the slightly cold tea, some of the restlessness in Lu Zhuo's heart dissipated. He held his chopsticks and took two bites of the food with a normal expression.

At this time, a middle-aged woman wearing servant clothes walked over quickly carrying a bowl of something.

"Miss, the milk soup is ready."

"Thank you Mama Wu."

Yun Wu said with a slight smile. The woman known as Wu Ma placed the bowl of freshly made milk soup in front of Yun Wu, and then took a step back to wait by the side.

When Lu Zhuo first picked up Yunwu, she was only five years old. She was malnourished, so she had been drinking milk soup and other foods to nourish her body, and she gradually recovered.

Wu Ma raised her eyes and looked at the man sitting on the main seat carefully, her wrinkled eyes were shrewd.

She came to the Commander's Mansion as a servant a year after Lu Zhuo left Beicheng. Today was the first time she met the owner of the Commander's Mansion, Lu Zhuo.

Wu Ma couldn't help but think in her mind that she thought Commander Lu was a tall guy, but she didn't expect him to be quite handsome.

She couldn't help but look sideways at Yun Wu. She heard that this young lady was adopted by Commander Lu. Look at the milk soup in her bowl and the meals she eats every day. They are all chosen from the best. Look at her body. The cheongsam I wore probably cost at least twenty oceans.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, Wu’s mother felt very painful. She thought of her daughter who sang in the dance hall to make money. Her daughter could not earn more than a few yuan a month. She was really a waste of money.

While Lu Zhuo was eating his food leisurely, he quickly stopped, picked up a square of towel folded next to him and pressed his thin lips casually a few times.

He then looked at Yun Wu, who was sitting aside and still drinking milk soup. Her little head was lowered and her pink lips were opening and closing.

"I brought you a gift when I came back from Shanghai."

Yun Wu, who was eating her meal, raised her head and looked at Lu Zhuo in confusion when she heard this, with some pure white milk stains on her lips.

Lu Zhuo's eyes darkened, and he picked up the clean square towel next to her with familiar and natural movements and wiped away the milk stains from the corners of her lips.

Yun Wu was used to such close gestures, so the housekeeper opened the gift that Lu Zhuo had brought over and showed it to Yun Wu.

I saw a lotus pink jacquard silk cheongsam neatly stacked in a dark wooden box. The fabric was very shiny and the skirt was embellished with pearls.

"so beautiful."

Yun Wu said with some surprise, and then took some of the cheongsam out of the box. The embroidery work on it was very smooth and beautiful.

"I bought it when I passed by a clothing store."

Lu Zhuo's tone was calm, but his beautiful eyes were paying attention to Yun Wu's reaction.

The cheongsam was particularly slim. He bought it according to the previous size, but now it is probably a little too small. The fabric on the chest of the cheongsam might be bulging...

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