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Chu Jing glanced at the marshal sitting next to him to the upper right, and the other party was drinking porridge calmly and without disturbance.

The young man withdrew his gaze, silently swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and gently rubbed the smooth handle of the spoon with his right knuckles, showing that he was not at peace.

Chu Jing has been in a tangle since last night, and it has continued until now when he is having breakfast.

Do I want to explain to the Marshal that goodnight kisses are usually forehead kisses...

The marshal didn't seem to notice that there was something wrong with the kiss last night...

The slender and delicate fingertips unconsciously touched the corner of the lips, and the young man's rosy lips, which seemed to be stained red with peach petal juice, were pursed lightly.

He still remembered the tactile feeling of the other party's goodnight kiss lightly imprinted on the corner of his lips.

almost...

As if he could imagine the picture, Chu Jing shook his head, and quickly threw the messy thoughts out of his mind.

"Your Majesty?" The soldier who had already finished his breakfast noticed the boy's strange behavior and asked, "Do you have a headache?"

Chu Jing turned his head and was about to deny it, but his eyes fell on those thin lips.

Only goodnight kisses between married couples would fall into that kind of ambiguous position...

Although I didn't really... land in that position last night, it was pretty close.

Chu Jing was a little lost in thought.

Shan Zhuo frowned as he looked at the boy whose expression was obviously not quite right.

Did you catch a cold last night?

His big, thick and dry hands picked up the broken hair on the young man's forehead, and pressed it gently on his forehead.

Body temperature is normal.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" The tall soldier's eyes were full of concern, softening his originally cold and serious face.

Chu Jing suddenly realized, as if waking up from a dream, he pulled the hand on his forehead from the other party, "No, I don't feel uncomfortable, I'm just thinking about something."

After pondering for a moment, he still decided to make a clear introduction to the marshal.

"Marshal, that... good night kisses are usually kissed here." The young man said as he nodded his forehead with a serious expression on his face, "The position last night... is easy to be misunderstood."

The young man stumbled, it seemed that when such a topic was mentioned, he even had difficulty organizing his language.

Shan Zhuo saw Chu Jing's pink earlobe.

"..."

The young man pursed his lips nervously. He didn't know about love at first, but now he had to introduce it to another person, which was indeed embarrassing enough for him.

The tall soldier didn't know if he understood what he meant, the temperature of concern in his eyes dropped, he narrowed his eyes and looked away from his face.

"...Hmm." The soldier replied calmly.

……

Chu Jing vaguely felt that the marshal seemed unhappy, because he talked about the kiss last night, so he felt embarrassed that things had gone wrong?

But he felt that the marshal didn't seem like someone who would care about such things.

Probably because he was stared at by the young man sitting in the co-pilot of the aircraft for a long time, Shan Zhuo paused his hand controlling the pilot screen of the aircraft, and suddenly remembered a young man whom he hadn't seen since waking up in the morning, "Your Majesty, Mr. Wesley has left?"

"Well, Komori left so early." Chu Jing nodded, and when he woke up in the morning, he found the message left by the young man. The content was to say goodbye to him, saying that he would leave for a while and come back in a few days.

Chu Jing guessed that it was probably something inside the Star Bandit organization.

After all, it is not easy to be the leader of the star bandits. Although he does not support this profession, the ability of the young man cannot be denied.

Chu Jing also understands that the other party has already sat in this position, and the ultimate goal mentioned by the system is to get the other party to correct the evil and return to the right. It is not impatient, but it has to be done step by step and slowly.

After the soldier got the answer, he didn't talk to the boy again.

The atmosphere condensed in silence again.

"Marshal..." Chu Jing hesitated for a while, before asking, "Are you unhappy?"

Hearing this, the soldier's eyes fell on his face. The same black eyes as the boy's were thick and deep, making it difficult for people to see his true emotions.

Only Shan Zhuo knows that what the young man said in the morning is "misleading"... Where is the misunderstanding?

If he hadn't restrained himself because he was worried about scaring the young man, his kiss would not only fall on the corner of his lips but also taste it.

The boy's long eyelashes like crow feathers are trembling slightly, his expression is ignorant, but his lips are like pink peach petals that have been moistened by the spring rain, as if...

Can be picked easily.

He was afraid that the boy would find out his thoughts, so he turned his eyes away again.

Looking directly at the operating screen in front of him, the soldier's tone was as if nothing had happened, "No, Your Majesty."

"I'm not unhappy." The soldier repeated it again, as if afraid of his overthinking.

"Marshal...do you mind my association with Komori?" Chu Jing thought that the other party was only concerned about his feelings, so he didn't show his true emotions. Last night, he vaguely felt that the atmosphere between Marshal and Komori was weird, even though he explained the It's just a misunderstanding, the marshal and Komori still seem to be hostile to each other.

"Making friends is Your Majesty's freedom." Hearing the affectionate address from the young man, the soldier's expression remained unchanged, but the curvature of his jaw was quietly stiffened.

He didn't directly say whether he minded or not, but the young man heard the implication.

It is his freedom to make friends, so even if the soldiers mind, they cannot stop them.

So, do you still care?

This realization made the young man a little at a loss.

The other party was the first person he became acquainted with in this strange world. Although he was the same as the speaker Komori, he was the so-called "mission target" of the system, but he felt the most comfortable person to get along with.

Even the chairman is very gentle, but occasionally he likes to bully him, and in front of Komori, he feels that he should take up the responsibility of his brother, and he feels a little bit stressed.

Only when he gets along with the Marshal can he feel completely at ease and at ease.Because no matter what he does or doesn't do, he can get the bottom-line tolerance of the other party.

So naturally, the young man subconsciously divided the generals into the ranks of being close.

If the other party bothers him because of his relationship with Komori, but the boy is confused and doesn't know what to do.

It is true that it is his freedom to make friends, but Chu Jing now feels like a child who makes his elders worry about him.

The boy clutched the sleeve corner of the knitted coat.It's a wonderful feeling, the marshal is at most eight or nine years older than him?

Chu Jing pursed his lips, and reached out to adjust the driving mode of the aircraft's control screen to a slower autopilot.

Seeing the soldier looking over suspiciously, the young man unfastened the seat belt that restricted his movement, turned sideways, and moved almost half of his body to the driver's side.

Shan Zhuo watched the boy's movements, frowned, and wanted to push the boy back, fasten his seat belt and sit down obediently.

He was about to take action when the young man's slippery and cool fingertips touched his lips.

The soldier's eyes darkened, his body stiffened unnaturally, waiting for the boy's next move.

Then he felt the corners of the lips on both sides being pressed and slid up by the teenager's slippery fingertips.

The thin lips were forced to curve upwards.

"..." Shan Zhuo was silent.

Sure enough, he thought too much.

He was about to pull down the young man's slightly cold hands, so that he could wrap them warmly in his own palms, when he heard the other party's words.

"Actually, Komori is a good boy." The young man originally planned to lay the groundwork, but seeing the soldier's expression was wrong, he hurriedly gave up the foreshadowing, and said the last words, "You are someone I cherish, don't be unhappy."

The boy tried to slide it up with his fingertips again, making the arc rise even more, but he didn't get a quick response from the other party. He tilted his head, "Hmm...?"

The voice has the unique clarity and softness of a teenager.

The soldier felt that his heart was beating too fast, and now his ears were filled with the sound of his heart beating, the volume was louder than the sound he made on the Zerg's body when he used the mecha to attack.

He wasn't sure if the boy could hear his own heartbeat, and he seemed unable to think about it.

Now his brain was completely shut down by the other party's "precious person".

"Marshal...? Your ears are red..." Chu Jing let go of the hand that pulled the corner of Shan Zhuo's lips, and reached out to the reddish ears of the other party in doubt.

Halfway was intercepted by generous hands.

The soldier frowned, pushed him back to the co-pilot's backrest gently but without resistance, and pulled out the seat belt over his ears to fasten it around his waist.

"It's too hot." The other party suddenly replied.

Is it in response to his last question?But it rained late last night, and today's temperature is obviously lower than yesterday's, and it's autumn again, and Chu Jing still feels that the weather is just right.

After the soldier switched the operating screen back to the faster driving mode, as if worried that he would not believe it, he controlled the screen with one hand, and wrapped the boy's somewhat cold hands with the other forcefully.

Chu Jing took a sneak peek, and the other party was looking directly at the screen, with no emotion on his face, but the red color on the base of his ears hadn't faded yet.

The boy stared down at the generous hands that wrapped his hands.

The Marshal's hands are indeed warm...

Perhaps for the marshal, the weather is very hot.

The soldier felt relieved that the boy's attention was no longer on his face.

Fortunately, his hands do not change with the climate and are warm in all seasons.

……

Master Locke's mecha repair factory is far away from the center of the imperial city and is located in a remote place.

It should be that the marshal had communicated with Master Locke a long time ago. The automatic door of the maintenance workshop scanned the two of them, and after confirming their identities, they opened slowly.

Chu Jing followed Shan Zhuo, walked through the corridor, and looked around.

The decoration here conveys a sense of cold metal and machinery everywhere.

The soldier led the young man into the reception room at the corner. The elegant tea room was decorated in a different style from the outside, and the scent of tea and bamboo made the young man feel much more comfortable.

"Your Majesty, wait here first." Shan Zhuo led the young man to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, "Master Locke is in the basement, I'll look for it."

The basement was filled with harsh mechanical maintenance sounds, as well as the pungent smell of mecha raw materials.

He didn't want to let the boy get close.

"Okay." Chu Jing didn't know the situation, but if the marshal said so, then he just waited.

The figure of the soldier left.

When the teacup bottomed out, the reception room ushered in a new guest.

The man's facial features were roughly the same as those of the marshal, but they were slightly different, and his facial expressions and behavior were even more different.

The young man showed publicity between his eyebrows and eyes, and greeted him with a smile.

The author has something to say: [The small theater in this chapter]

Marshal: Satisfaction.jpg

Speaker: I'm sour

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