Cannon fodder She is targeted by yanderes in every dimension

Chapter 159 The Warlord Commander-in-Chief's Delicate Cannon Fodder 7

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"Yun Wu, look, that's my brother Song Linchuan!"

Song Yun suddenly said with some joy, and quickly stretched out her hand to point Yun Wu in the direction.

"Song Linchuan?"

Yun Wu looked in the direction Song Yun pointed, and saw a man without a hat standing at the front of a group of men wearing dark green training suits.

Looking at him from a distance, I could see that his skin was whiter than the others, his appearance was gentler, and his facial features were handsome and neat.

"My brother is a major general, and he joined the General Administration after returning from abroad, working under your uncle."

Song Yun said with a smile on her face. She looked at Yun Wu beside her and felt that a good girl like Yun Wu was a good match for her brother.

Yun Wu was wearing a moon-white dress with wide sleeves today. Her thick long hair was tied into two pigtails, and her fair little face was as pretty as a carved piece of jade.

Song Yun became even more eager to make Yun Wu her sister-in-law.

Song Linchuan, who was not far away, also noticed that there were some women hiding on the terrace of the High Wall Girls' School.

The neat training uniform he was wearing looked dark in the sunlight, and with his gentle appearance, he did not look like someone who had been awarded the rank of major general.

Song Linchuan looked up and saw a familiar figure on the terrace.

It was his sister Song Yun.

Song Linchuan was about to look away when he suddenly noticed the pretty figure beside Song Yun.

At a distance that was neither too far nor too close, he performed the training movements while carefully looking at the woman's face.

Her fair skin and black hair were so beautiful that one could tell from a distance. It was a bright color that he had never seen in the military academy full of men.

But soon, the two people on the terrace left, and Song Linchuan could no longer stare at the woman next to his sister.

A feeling of pity suddenly arose in his heart, but he quickly put it aside. He concentrated on adjusting his breathing and continued running along the training ground.

Yun Wu and Song Yun suddenly left because they saw Lu Zhuo.

The high platform behind the military academy was facing where they were standing. Lu Zhuo was surrounded by several people in officer uniforms and stood on the platform watching the people training on the ground.

They seemed to have been discovered by Lu Zhuo, so they quickly left the terrace.

On the high platform behind the training ground, Lu Zhuo's cold eyes were looking towards the second-floor terrace of the girls' school opposite.

When the delicate girl noticed that he was looking at her, she was dragged away by the people around her.

"Commander Lu? Commander Lu?"

The instructor standing next to Lu Zhuo called out twice cautiously, and the man in the black coat slowly withdrew his gaze.

He looked at the men who were training in the training ground. Some of them had taken off their shirts, revealing their muscular bodies.

Lu Zhuo frowned slightly, thinking that he must have someone build another training ground on the other side of the military academy so that people in the academy would not have to train here in the future.

He then pursed his lips and uttered three words lightly to the military academy instructors around him.

"go on."

"Commander Lu, we just talked about Major General Song Linchuan. I mentioned him to you before. He is the son of Inspector Song. He excelled in the military academy. He just returned to North City and has been transferred to work under you at the General Administration."

The instructor said this with a smile on his face, and pointed to Song Linchuan over there to Lu Zhuo, looking very satisfied with him.

"Song Linchuan..."

Lu Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction the instructor pointed, then slowly adjusted the black leather gloves on his hands.

"He has a high military rank but little experience. Let him go to the Commander's Mansion in a few days to gain some experience with Adjutant Lin."

"Yes."

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Towards evening, the gate of the girls' school was wide open, and young girls walked out in groups of two or three.

A black Pontiac car was parked at the iron gate, and Adjutant Lin, dressed in military uniform, was standing respectfully at the back door of the car waiting.

This brand of car is very rare in the North City. It attracted a lot of people's attention when parked in front of the girls' school.

Especially since there was an officer waiting beside the car, and there was also a woman from a good family who recognized that it was the commander's car.

When Yun Wu and Song Yun walked out together, they saw the very conspicuous car.

"Why did your uncle come to pick you up again?"

Song Yun sighed in frustration and stopped at the door, looking at Yun Wu with some disappointment.

She had originally wanted to take Yun Wu to her home today, but now it seems she has to wait for the next opportunity.

Yun Wu comforted Song Yun and then said goodbye to her before trotting towards the car.

"Miss."

Adjutant Lin stood beside the car, bent over and spoke, then quickly opened the back door.

"Thanks……"

Yun Wu thanked him quietly and got in quickly. With the sound of the car door closing, Adjutant Lin also got in quickly.

After Yun Wu got into the car, she saw Lu Zhuo also sitting in the back seat. He was wearing a dark green formal suit, and the golden military rank badge shone brightly on his broad shoulders.

He leaned back slightly, his chin slightly raised, his thin lips tightly closed, and he was resting with his eyes closed.

"Little uncle."

Yun Wu called out in a soft and thin voice. She had always been picked up and dropped off by the housekeeper when she went to the girls' school before. She had thought that Lu Zhuo would be busy after his return, but she had not expected that he would come to pick her up today.

"I saw you today."

Lu Zhuo's cold voice sounded in the car. He slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Yun Wu who was sitting beside him.

His indifferent tone didn't sound like he had any other meaning.

"Yes, I saw my uncle too. Song Yun's brother Song Linchuan is in that military school. She pointed it out to me today."

Yun Wu told Lu Zhuo everything, her two pigtails draped neatly over her slender shoulders.

Lu Zhuo's dark eyes were a little deep, but his face still had a normal expression.

"Don't watch it next time."

"why?"

The little girl in the beautiful coat and skirt asked with some confusion. Lu Zhuo reached out and straightened the wrinkles at the collar of her coat with a natural look in his eyes.

He said calmly:

"ugly."

Yun Wu looked at Lu Zhuo with somewhat dazed eyes. Actually, she didn't want to look at him at all. It was only because Song Yun pulled her aside to talk that she went over.

But when my uncle says ugly, is he referring to those people in the military academy?

"good."

Lu Zhuo's voice was low and pleasant. He reached out his hand and touched her cheek affectionately as he did before, then quickly let it go.

He suppressed the possessiveness and aggression in his eyes, and changed the subject calmly and gently.

"Are you bored staying in the Commander's Mansion all the time? There's a banquet in a couple of days. Would you like to go with me?"

"it is good."

Yun Wu's attention was distracted by the banquet that Lu Zhuo mentioned, and she no longer thought about what had just happened.

Lu Zhuo's calm eyes revealed some obscure emotions.

The little girl sat obediently in her seat and looked at the street outside through the car window.

Lu Zhuo looked at her calmly, restraining himself and patiently sniffing the faint fragrance that lingered around her body. He hoped that she only had eyes for him, but he was also annoyed that he almost exposed such thoughts today.

In fact, it would be fine to let her look at those people, it was just that he was looking at them too closely.

Because this is Awu, who he raised by himself, his Awu...

his.

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