Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Gu Shao Shao~" Chad blushed and put the wine bottle in his hand on the table. Charlie, who was obviously already drunk, spoke with wavy lines, and he approached Gu Qianjun without fear of death.

Gu Qianjun, who had obviously drunk a lot, still looked at Charlie lying on the table with his usual expression. His face couldn't wait to be in front of him: "You are drunk, go back and let Krell feed you some honey water."

Krell, who was named, immediately stepped forward to hug Chad, nodded to the Guqin Army, and left the battlefield quickly.

Because the group was very suspicious of Gu Qianjun's vague answer to collective amnesia. So discuss how to talk. After many unsuccessful times.

Chad looked at the bar counter not far away, and had an idea: "Or else, let's get Gu Shao drunk. Don't you even say that you speak truth after drinking? If you are drunk, you are afraid that Gu Shao will not say it?"

Chad: I'm such a clever ghost, hehehe!

Gene nodded: "But how about Gu Shaoqian not being drunk?"

"How is it possible!" Chad raised the volume: "Gu Shao usually only drinks tea! The average tea drinker is not strong enough to drink." If anything happened, everyone agreed with the proposal half-believingly.

However, the geese are actually just a group of people and there is no way they can do it, and they want to know the answer. Can only agree to this search basket.

Although not very credible, a group of people worked out a plan very seriously.

Chad took the lead in persuading the drinking, because Chad first proposed it. The others take turns toast. Just in case, Kreel, the most savvy, must stay awake so that they can all get drunk and talk.

As a result... Gu Qianjun was really hit by Jean's crow's mouth, and he was not drunk in a thousand cups.

A group of people drank it all, but Gu Qianjun still looked like a okay person. Fortunately, he asked Kreel to prepare some honey water for them. They also let the robots on the aircraft boil the sober soup and pour them down.

Gu Qianjun, who was a little dizzy, rubbed his eyebrows and went back to the room to take a shower.

A lean body is not as thin as it looks. Where there should be muscles, muscle fibers are tight. Even Reinhardt sighed, the perfection of Gu Qianjun's body? (?????????)?

Of course, it was only seen during pure training. How normal it is for two men to train, shirtless to each other!

Under the steaming heat, Gu Qianjun was only a little drunk at first, and he instantly became fascinated by him. Lying in the bathtub with a flushed face, his eyes, which had always been warm and clear, were dyed with a hazy water.

"Um..." Gu Qianjun squinted in the hazy fog, and the light above his head looked a little dazzling.

After a while, Gu Qianjun stood up slowly, tidied up and lay back on the bed.

Gu Qianjun fell asleep almost immediately after lying down.

The hazy fog obscured Gu Qianjun's vision, and it took a while before it slowly dissipated. Gu Qianjun's lips were pursed by the familiar knowledge of the Marshal's Mansion.

When I stood up, I realized that my body had returned to the previous five-headed body. Some uncomfortable bulging cheeks, the cheeks like white steamed buns made the deep man let out a chuckle.

The familiar voice made Gu Qianjun's eyes widened slightly, and he turned his head in surprise. Reluctantly walked to the man: "Duo Duo, are you dreaming?"

Gu Qianjun, who is a little cute because of her body size has become smaller, and the voice of the little milk is very nice.

Reinhardt, with a smile on his lips, bent over and hugged his little ancestor: "What nonsense? I think you haven't woken up yet. You have not fallen asleep."

"Huh?" The ancestor Gu, who was stunned for a small amount, looked at Reinhardt in a daze: "Okay, okay, what's the matter with Duoduo?" Reinhardt looked like a little adult. The corners of the mouth that don't laugh often expand even more.

"Didn't you say you want to go out to play?" Reinhardt walked out the door holding the meat dumpling in his arms. Standing in the doorway, Hilton leaned against a red aircraft, with sunglasses on his eyes.

Gu Qianjun raised her brows slightly: "Hilton hasn't taken any medicine recently? He looks weird."

Hearing Gu Qianjun's words, Hilton gritted his teeth uncomfortably: "Nonsense, I am suave, go and go, children will know nonsense."

Gu Qianjun hooked Reinhardt's neck and rolled his eyes at Hilton: "You're just talking nonsense." Reinhardt, who was hooked by Gu Qianjun's neck, squinted his eyes. When he looked at Hilton, there was another freezing point. Rays.

Hilton raised his hand to express surrender: "I was wrong and I was wrong. Isn't it possible that I kept talking nonsense? The marshal stop staring at me, I'm afraid I'm pregnant."

"?" Gu Qianjun looked at Hilton's belly in surprise: "Now... can you actually make a man pregnant?"

Hilton: "...No, it's just a joke." His voice was feeble, and he was obviously on the verge of autism.

The little bun has become more and more choking when talking. As this continues, I am either frozen to death by Celter's cold face or choked to death by the little bun who speaks.

Ignoring Hilton's weirdness, Gu Qianjun was hugged by Reinhardt and went to... a shop that bought milk tea.

"I thought it was something." Gu Qianjun poked the pearls in the cup with a straw: "It turned out to be a milk tea shop." Although his mouth was disgusting, the very sincere ancestor Gu had already drank half a cup of pearl milk tea. .

Reinhardt lowered his eyes: "Don't you like it? I thought you would like it." The expression of loss was like a big abandoned dog.

Although this metaphor is not suitable for use at all, the prestigious Imperial Marshal.

Gu Qianjun tried his best to prop up his body and patted Reinhardt's hair with his fleshy arms: "Don't be sad, I like it very much." The delicate eyebrows were slightly curved, and his smile was exceptionally beautiful.

Rheinha nodded his head, and Hilton on the table next to him approached: "By the way, I've been curious for a long time. Why are you called the Marshal so many?"

Gu Qianjun tilted his head: "Because more is better."

"Huh?" Hilton was stunned, tentatively guessing: "Because you want the marshal to do more good deeds?"

"..." Gu Qianjun was silent, looking at Hilton and wondering what to say.

Gu Qianjun: I can't answer your words.

After a while, after drinking the milk tea in the cup. Gu Qianjun took the tissue that Reinhardt handed over and wiped his mouth: "The more the better, the better means that the more certain people or things are, the better. I hope that as many good things as possible, the better. Understand?"

Hilton glanced at the marshal cautiously, and after contacting the opponent's indifferent eyes, he nodded quickly: "I see."

By the time the two went home, it was already evening. Gu Qianjun put his tender cheeks on Reinhardt's shoulders: "Obviously, nothing has been done, so why does the time pass so fast?"

Reinhardt stretched out his hand and rubbed the dull hair on Gu Qianjun's head: "You ate fried chestnuts, kebabs, steak, pizza, ice cream... and drank a lot today." You have done a lot.

Gu Qianjun, who understood Reinhardt's subtext, grinds his teeth and suddenly his brain twitches. Some childishly tilted his head and took a bite on Reinhardt's neck.

Master Marshal, who was irritated by the pain in his neck, almost couldn't stabilize himself holding Gu Qianjun's arm.

Perceiving this, Gu Qianjun hooked his lips: "You can't do it, you can't hold me with such a weight."

Because of Gu Qianjun's words, Reinhardt, whose eyes suddenly darkened, patted the soft flesh he was holding in his palm: "Qianjun, you will know if I can do it in the future."

Gu Qianjun:? ? ? How to fatten four? I drove a lot of innocence? This is not a car to kindergarten!

"Remember where we met for the first time?" Reinhardt's sudden question pulled Gu Qianjun out of the endless loop of "It's impossible to drive in my house."

"Huh?" Gu Qianjun squeaked, "It's on Namuta." Reinha, who heard the answer, nodded and touched the soft hair on Gu Qianjun's head again: "Remember the first time we met. place."

Before Gu Qianjun asked why, the misty white mist once again blocked Gu Qianjun's vision.

"Ahhh..." Gu Qianjun rubbed his eyebrows in a frivolous manner. His long, smooth hair became messy because of rolling on the bed.

"It turned out to be a dream." Gu Qianjun lowered his eyelashes, not knowing what his emotions were.

...

"Gu Shao early." Chad, who sobered up early in the morning, said to Gu Qianjun while standing in the living room. Gu Qianjun nodded, unusually lack of energy.

Speaking of the aircraft that Searle gave, it could be called a spacecraft. Bars, restaurants, living rooms, movie rooms and other entertainment facilities are all available, and there is even a large swimming pool.

Gene, who had just returned from swimming, looked at Gu Qianjun’s expression, and wiped his wet hair with a towel in his hand: "Gu Shao didn’t say yes yesterday? He looks uncomfortable today. Did you drink too much yesterday?"

Gu Qianjun squinted his eyes and sat on the sofa with a "hmm." He was not talking.

When other people saw this, they also tacitly didn't bother Gu Qianjun. After all, the other party drank with them yesterday, and the clothes looked unsound today. No matter how you look at it, it's all my own reasons_(：3J∠)_

So, in order to prevent being beaten, let's be nice and quiet today.

"Drink." Creel put a glass of yellowish honey water on the table. Gu Qianjun picked it up and took a sip: "How long will it take to reach Namta?"

Krell scratched the light brain in his hand: "There are about three days away. Due to the recent frequent activities of the Zerg, the space leap forward cannot be used. We can only fly over it slowly."

Gu Qianjun nodded, and after drinking the honey water in the cup in one breath, he went back to the room.

Chad next to him stabbed Creel: "Why is this Gu Shao? I feel like his body is hollowed out?" Creel twitched his mouth, and when Chad became more and more noisy, he grabbed the opponent's ears. .

"My mother hurts, it hurts, Krell, lightly, lightly whine." Chad the wolf howled crying. The others all gathered around to watch the good show.

Gu Qianjun, who was lying in the room, fell asleep again.

...

"Gu Shao, here it is." Creel reminded from the side. Squinting Gu Qianjun slowly opened his eyes and walked outside.

Chad, who followed him, frowned, and grabbed Krell: "What's wrong with Gu Shao recently? Why doesn't it feel right? The stamina to drink isn't that great, right?"

"Maybe it's Marshal Reinhardt." Before Creel could speak, Gene walked forward slowly and glanced at Gu Qianjun in front of him: "You don't understand a single dog like you."

Chad:? ? ? Did the single dog provoke you?

"Qianjun?" A surprised female voice rang from the side: "Why are you here?" Gu Qianjun raised his head and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Sylvia? Why are you here?"

Silvia touched her nose: "Isn't this a bit flustered when I heard the news before, and there are too many things on the main star. The family sent us heirs to a safe place."

"I don't think this is a safe place." Gu Qianjun glanced at Silvia sideways: "Unless your family has a brain hole, otherwise they won't send you here."

Silvia, who was stunned, smiled more embarrassedly: "Didn't I... sneak out. It ended up here."

Before Gu Qianjun could say something again, Silvia gave Gu Qianjun a hand: "Look, you see, there are also a few like me? Yili, who is most likely to become the future prince of Carey, is there. Yate is here too."

Gu Qianjun looked in the direction of Silvia's fingers, and as expected, he saw several people who did not match those in the barracks.

"If you have something, let's go back and talk about it." Silvia smiled and pushed Gu Qianjun forward: "Now, you can arrange it with Hilton first." Gu Qianjun nodded.

Seeing Hilton who was shocked by Gu Qianjun's face, he almost pulled off his beard: "I drop a boy, why are you here?"

"Find a lot." Gu Qianjun handed over the documents Searle had given him. Hilton took a look and processed it quickly: "I won't say anything else. You probably know about the marshal's affairs."

"You should live in the marshal's place these few days. We didn't find the marshal. We still have the place." Hilton pointed to a house not far away: "But there has been some instability recently. You have to protect yourself."

Gu Qianjun nodded: "That's right." Pulling out the guard who had been following behind him. Gu Qianjun curled his eyebrows and smiled maliciously: "Serle asked me to take these people. You can just throw them on the battlefield and train for a few days."

Hilton glanced at the quail-like group of people, held his forehead and sighed: "Okay, but if these rookies belch accidentally, don't blame me."

Guards: Caiji? No, we are not, we are not, you are talking nonsense, we are obviously amazing.

Gu Qianjun, who has absolutely no opinion on Hilton's words, waved his hand: "Whatever."