Old Ancestor, He Was a Wolf Fire

"Ah~ I'm back finally." Silvia, who was sitting on the starship, stretched out a lot without the image of a lady.

Xia Xuan sat next to her, holding an exquisite porcelain cup in his hand. The curling mist smeared Xia Xuan's lenses: "There will be a celebration banquet when I go back. You are too early to rest."

Silvia, who was originally relaxed physically and mentally, felt that her whole body was relieved, suddenly she fell down like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"I still have to celebrate when I go back? Haven't I already celebrated before?" Gu Qianjun looked at Reinhardt in surprise.

Some itchy hands wanted to reach out and rub Gu Qianjun’s long-haired Reinhardt, reaching out a hand and coughing on his lips: "Well, this kind of thing always has a variety of heads. If Qianjun doesn’t want to If you go, you can go home and rest."

Speaking of returning home, Master Marshal's face was still expressionless, but the tips of his ears hidden under his black hair were red.

Gu Qianjun shook his head: "It's okay, I'm not tired yet, do you want to go?"

Reinhardt nodded under Gu Qianjun's gaze.

"Then I will accompany Duoduo?" Gu Qianjun's eyes were bent, and the ink golden eyes were shining as if they were full of galaxies.

Raising his hand and rubbing the opponent's long dark hair, Reinhardt deliberately said with a straight face: "You just want to eat something delicious?"

Originally, Patriarch Gu, who was touching his head casually because of the other party, was ready to get angry. But after being pointed out by the other party for his careful thought, he immediately suffocated his breath.

I'm just a little cat, I don't know anything, I'm a cat with no emotions.

Seeing Gu Qianjun's white and tender little face bulging for a while, Reinhardt did not continue to tease.

Although the little bun has grown up, it is still not funny. It's a pity that the temper is too strong to be too amusing.

Silvia looked at the two of them, then at Xia Xuan, and stabbed her with her elbow: "Xia Xuan, do you think the relationship between Marshal and Qianjun is so strange."

Xia Xuan took a handkerchief and slowly wiped his foggy glasses: "What's so strange, you think too much. With this time, you might as well take a good rest and wait until later to deal with the royal family."

"Cut..." Silvia rolled her eyes: "The royal worms..."

Inadvertently glanced at Sear, who was silent next to him, Silvia silently swallowed the words that had already reached her lips: "Hahaha, it's okay, I will go to sleep first!"

After speaking, he didn't dare to look back at Searle's face, turned and walked to the lounge.

Gu Qianjun looked strangely at Silvia, who was walking away, then turned to look at Searle who was silent a little too much, "Are you worried?"

Searle, who was recognized as silent in the team, raised his head to look at the boy standing in front of him, without saying anything, and lowered his head again.

Old Ancestor Gu curled his lips, a little unhappy.

When I was in the sect before, I didn't know how many young boys wanted to get a word from this seat. You **** actually ignored me and didn't see it.

Reinhardt twitched his mouth, and brought back his little ancestor who was a little noisy: "Okay, let's take a rest. We'll be busy later."

Gu Qianjun... couldn't help but roll his eyes at Reinhardt.

If it wasn't for this guy to be your team member, I wouldn't care about it. You actually helped that little bastard, bah! Big trotter!