C207 A Woman Is like a Clothes Brother Is like a Brother
C207 A Woman Is like a Clothes Brother Is like a Brother
On Tyrant White Sable's defense line outside the manor, Lu Ya brought the elites of the forty-nine Miller Corps to Tyrant White Sable's training field. Tyrant White Sable was currently crushing down on its legs while forgetting everything else.
"Tyrant, the chief of the White Marten family has something to tell me to bring you along!" Lu Ya said expressionlessly.
Tyrant White Marten heard that I had something to tell him so he immediately stopped practicing and ran over respectfully, looking at Lu Ya with a flattering look.
Luya looked at the rugged and robust man in front of her and could not help but feel a ripple in her heart.
"Miss, what kind of explanation does my brother give me?" Tyrant White Marten asked with a smile.
"Who's your brother?" Lu Ya curiously looked at Tyrant White Marten and asked.
"My lord, Kai, he is my brother!" Tyrant White Marten said proudly.
"Oh." Lu Ya took a step back, looking at Tyrant White Marten's excited appearance, Lu Ya felt that this man could pounce on her at any time.
"What did my brother want you to tell me?" Tyrant White Marten rubbed his hands and asked with a smile.
"I am the one who was sent by the family head to take care of you," Lu Ya replied expressionlessly.
"What do you mean? "I don't understand." Tyrant White Marten scratched his head as he asked.
"The head of the family asked me to bring you these words. I said it verbatim." Lu Ya was also stunned.
"What do you mean?" Tyrant White Marten helplessly asked.
"I am the one who was sent by the family head to take care of you!"
"I am the one who was sent by the family head to take care of you!"
"I am the one who was sent by the family head to take care of you!"
"Do you understand? You're so stupid," Luya said impatiently three times.
"It means... "You are the person my brother sent to take care of me," Tyrant White Marten said after it combed through its hair.
"That's what you mean," Lu Ya nodded.
"I understand. Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. Brother, you are so considerate." Tyrant White Marten looked at the sturdy girl before him and knelt on the ground excitedly.
"I'll be under your control from now on. I'll listen to whatever you say." Tyrant White Marten smiled and said.
"What do you mean?" Lu Ya looked at Tyrant White Sable with a stupefied expression.
"Don't you understand? The Patriarch sent you to take care of me, so am I now your man? " Tyrant White Marten said shyly.
"Why should I? Can't you control yourself? " Lu Ya asked curiously.
"I need a girl like you to take care of me. I like it when you take care of me." Tyrant White Marten stared blankly at Luya as it spoke.
"Is this Patriarch's decision?" Luya asked.
"Right... "This is the Patriarch's decision, my brother's intentions, and the will of the heavens." Tyrant White Marten said affirmatively.
"Master, do you need a woman as well? Didn't you say that women are wearing clothes, and that brothers are like their own arms and legs, and that clothes can be torn, and that their hands and feet can't be broken? " One of the disciples of Tyrant White Marten beside him asked.
"Scram, master has never said such a thing. If women were clothes, then I would have run naked naked for over 30 years. Do you really have the heart to live your life without any clothes and cold die here? " Tyrant White Marten said angrily.
"Ha ha!" Luya was amused by the humorous and witty words of the interesting man in front of her. She hadn't laughed since she had killed the tearman and entered the Miller Corps.
"You look so good when you smile." Tyrant White Marten's eyes lit up as it spoke, saliva flowing out of the corner of its mouth.
"Really?" This was also the first time someone had spoken seriously to her.
"What's your name?" Tyrant White Marten asked as it wiped off the saliva at the corner of his mouth.