The former emperor of the exiled empire, the former brother-in-law of the Lin Kingdom monarch, and currently the captain of the Lin Kingdom Guards who was personally appointed by the Lin Kingdom monarch.
He is a master who is not afraid of anything. He has never known what it means to restrain his temper.
When he sees someone laughing at him, he subconsciously wants to use his temper to make people laugh, and when he thinks of it, he will use the snowball technique that he has recently practiced to a great extent to give people a blow.
His spiritual power had just begun to fluctuate, and when he saw those eyes that admired the beauty of Su Xianyu, he instantly forgot what he wanted to do just a moment ago.
As a result, the snowflakes that failed to coalesce and form drifted away in the wind, with big flakes falling on the heads and shoulders of the two people closest to them.
The environmental simulation system Zhinao covering the Yancheng area gave a prompt prompt: "Partial snow - partial snow -"
Yan Nuo's ears turned red.
"Is this the snow that fell specifically to welcome me?"
"I like it very much, thank you, Your Majesty."
Extending his fist means that he is willing to offer trust, and his willingness to fist-bump means that he accepts this trust.
The squad leader clenched his fists, his face flushed, and he quickly extended his fist to touch Baiye Calhoun before retracting it.
There is no etiquette system in the exiled empire. Apart from the celebration ceremony, the only thing that can be called a ceremony is the fist bump with Yan Nuo.
"Partial blizzard - local blizzard -" the environmental simulation system Zhinao used the body of the sanitation robot with a round head and round brain to circle Yan Nuo and issue a weather warning.
That's Yan Nuo's rule.
I was not new to apologies, but I raised my eyes to Baiye Calhoun and said with a sincere expression: "You were too polite. I hope you can forgive me."
"Who are you, Your Majesty? You are Yan Nuo." Yan Nuo's voice became less muffled, and the coldness continued to rise.
Yan Nuo slapped it down, and the spiritual power surged in the palm, freezing the energy liquid of the sanitation robot tightly, and slowly silencing Zhinao through physical means.
"Oh no, I won't be able to help you anymore." Baiye Calhoun responded in a serious tone.
I love to laugh all my life, unless it’s really——
The low trees with green branches and leaves are covered with frosty white rime, the snowflakes are covered with fluffy snow quilt, and the wind blowing on the face carries the refreshing smell of frost and snow.
To create a bond, you have to bear the consequences that may not have occurred before the bond was formed.
Baiye Calhoun brushed off the snowflakes on his clothes, and his palms were still stained with glistening white snow. He looked at Yan Nuo with gentle eyes, and held it out into a fist.
"Xiaoxue's world is covered in silver and is very beautiful." The world was slightly quiet, and Yan Nuo tried hard to describe it.
"Mr. Calhoun, you're sorry-"
When you accept a trust, you must return the trust.
Baiye Calhoun looked at that scene with no surprise, and suppressed the corners of his lips that were rising.
So in the suburbs of Yancheng, where the weather is usually sunny and sunny, a strong wind suddenly blew, and light snowflakes fell on it. The chill spread and turned into a field of ice and snow in an instant.
The basis of all friendship is trust.
"Look, snow." Yan Nuo pursed her lips, speaking less and making fewer mistakes, so she cherished words like gold.
Be loyal to your leader and trust your companions.
"It's very beautiful." Baiye Calhoun admired sincerely.
Outside of Star Thieves, trust is the most precious thing.
"You're welcome."
"It's very boring." Yan Shurui, who saw the real-time broadcast, commented on the circus's late performance without Yan Nuo.
Xu knew that his apology was blunt, even the apology plan he proposed did not seem sincere, and Yan Nuo's face turned even redder.
"If you want to be famous, I can't give you a little snow."
My brother-in-law, Mo Ruo, and my sister, Yan Nuo, have not been so controlled yet.
"Welcome, Researcher Baiye."
It was a sense of ritual that Yan Nuo unilaterally requested when she was younger.
For many years, his mind has been pure and his joys, anger, sorrows and joys are direct. Yan Nuo's way of expressing emotions will be even more direct.
