He wiped the stains on the photo hard with his hands and his eyes widened.

The photo is a bit old, and the delicate and picturesque little boy and the somewhat silly girl are very inconsistent.

My heart suddenly froze.

This is……

Photos of the Major General as a child...

But how did it end up in this room?

Did Miss Tian just throw it away?

Justin frowned and carefully put away the photo.

In the golden and luxurious hall,

The charming face was shrouded in the lamp, and the fine brocade silk gently wiped the shiny black pistol.

Beretta hk42.

Russia's latest pistol.

The accuracy and firing speed are unmatched by other models.

"All done?" After cleaning the pistol, Rosen squinted his eyes and aimed at the vase, looking for accuracy.

"Go back to Major General, everything has been dealt with. Miss Tian let her go."

"Let him go?" Rosen was a little surprised.

"Yes." Justin leaned forward, "Maybe Miss Tian is too kind-hearted."

The corner of his mouth curled up, and Rosen chuckled charmingly.

"Major General, I picked this up in the room." Justin handed the photo over and speculated, "I wonder if Miss Tian just dropped it..."

After taking the photo, Rosen's face suddenly darkened.

this picture.

It was left behind when I left City M fourteen years ago.

The little girl in the photo also showed her white ceramic teeth, grinning and smiling very happily.

Rosen raised his hand to signal Justin to step back.

The memories seemed to be suddenly pulled back to fourteen years ago.

The death of his grandfather Al Capone changed the situation in Chicago, and the Capone family, which originated from the underworld, also changed hands overnight.

When he was only five years old, he took refuge in a humble monastery in M ​​City, China, to escape his family's murder.

This is the first time I have experienced a life without servants...

It was the first time I could see so many children of the same age...

It's a pity that his skin color is too fair and his eyes are too special, so he is rejected by all his friends.

Even the nuns in the monastery kept him at a distance and even feared him.

Only she, like a fool, came up to him and praised him unabashedly for his beauty and his eyes like an angel or an elf.

A month later, after the turmoil in the Capone family subsided and his father successfully assumed the position of family leader, he was taken back to Chicago.

All that was left for this fool was a cat's eye stone and a group photo before parting.

With a sigh of relief, Rosen put away the photos, stood up and left the hall, heading upstairs.

In the large bedroom, Tian Moli was changing into pajamas. Suddenly, steady footsteps of military boots came from behind.

The silk pajamas were pulled up to her shoulders, covering her beautiful body, and Tian Moli turned her head.

The man was already approaching.

"You're so annoying. You didn't even knock on the door when you came in." Tian Moli said coquettishly and gathered up her silky pajamas.

With an evil smile, Rosen pressed the back of her hand and kissed her gently on the forehead, "Even you are mine, wouldn't it be superfluous to knock on the door?"

"It's so itchy..." Tian Moli complained when her thin waist was touched by her fingertips, but she kept smiling on her face, trying to resist but still welcoming her.

"You have lost such an important thing, and you are so careless. How do you think I should punish you?" Rosen rubbed her shoulders, his blue eyes turning slightly.

Tian Moli was a little surprised, "What did you lose?"

"This." Rosen spread out the photo and kissed her cheek and ear again.
Chapter completed!