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Shu Yang counted the time, and it should be about the time Francis finished speaking. He turned his head and smiled at Picoll, "Let's go in."

Picol didn't know why, but suddenly had a bad premonition, and felt a little cold from this extremely hearty smile.

But he still bite the bullet and say hello, there was no problem with their conversation just now, even if they confronted Francis, he was not afraid at all.What's more, he is still the head of the reserve group, even if Francis has any dissatisfaction, he can't do anything to him.

It has to be said that Picole takes his identity very seriously.

Today's occasion is still very important to him.He can't stay outside for too long.

So he and Shu Yang walked towards the banquet hall together.

When the two of them entered the banquet hall, there was already a lively scene in the hall, all kinds of ladies and gentlemen in gorgeous and expensive clothes were drinking and drinking.But because the people who appeared here were some dignitaries and dignitaries, there were many soldiers and secret whistles in the whole hall to protect the personal safety of the people present.

As soon as the two of them entered the banquet hall, Shu Yang felt a gaze fall on him. He followed and looked over, and it turned out to be Francis.He beckoned to Francis, then pulled Picole and walked towards Francis.

The corners of Picole's mouth were stiff, and the person next to him was just an ordinary person. He didn't dare to break free from this person, for fear of setting him up for something, so he was brought in front of Francis.

"Why have you stayed outside for so long?" Francis rubbed Shu Yang's head. If the boy delays for a while, he will go out to find someone.

"And this general..." Shu Yang realized that he still didn't know what rank this person was, so he could only address him first, "Sir, we chatted outside for a while."

"Huh?" Francis saw the person next to Shu Yang, his eyes lingered for a while on Shu Yang's hand that was pulling his sleeve, and then looked at Picole's face, "Who are you?"

Picole's face turned red, but because of his dark complexion, there was nothing too obvious about it.

"Say it." Shu Yang tugged at him.

Picole couldn't bear it any longer, he made a backhand, shook Shu Yang's hand away, then adjusted his expression, and gave a standard military salute, "Report to the Marshal, I am Pico, the reserve commander of the Second Army Corps." Er, from the Pickle Butt family."

Concentrating on the report, he was looking into Francis' eyes, and then he noticed that Francis' eyes were getting colder and colder.In front of 3S, he was still a little stressed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Shu Yang naturally noticed the change in Francis before anyone else. He felt that Francis seemed to... not like this person very much?

After Picole finished his report, Francis hummed and said nothing.He just led Shu Yang to his side, and handed Shu Yang the tray on the small table next to him, with some weird food and desserts on it.

Shu Yang suddenly forgot what kind of thoughts he had come to find Francis just now.He first stuffed two small cakes into his mouth, only to feel a strong fragrance explode in his mouth, and he quickly gave a thumbs up, "That's a good time!"

"Eat more if it tastes good." Francis rubbed Shu Yang's hair again.Ever since the two established their relationship, Francis seemed to be suffering from skin hunger. He felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't touch Shu Yang often.

Shu Yang puffed his cheeks and introduced to Francis, "Don't you know him? He is your loyal admirer."

Only then did Francis give Picol, who had been ignored all the time, his eyes, and he said lightly, "I don't know."

He just looked familiar with this person, as if he was a member of the Second Legion, but he really didn't have that much time and energy to get to know these people one by one.

Picol forcibly suppressed his anger. He felt that he was underestimated, and his hands were behind his back, already clenched into fists, clenched tightly.

"He's the head of the reserve group~" Shu Yang looked at Pikel, his eyes rolled, and he couldn't tell whether it was mostly a show or a sincere introduction.

"Wait until he becomes the regiment leader." Francis knew Shu Yang better, and when he saw him like this, he knew that he had a bad stomach.

He looked at Picol who was standing aside with a cold expression, "Is there anything else you want?"

Picol clenched his fists and was about to salute and leave, but was interrupted by Shu Yang.

Shu Yang pointed at him and pulled Francis, "Wait a minute, Picole, you haven't told the marshal what's on your mind yet!"

His interruption made both Francis and Picole look at him, and Francis asked directly, "What are you talking about?"

Picol gritted his teeth, "Report, nothing."

Shu Yang swallowed everything in his mouth, "Don't you just say that you like Marshal so much, do you want to fight side by side with Marshal? You still have to compete fairly with me."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Picole had never met such a difficult person who turned black and white. He stared and saw Shu Yangna being blocked by Francis.

"It doesn't matter whether he is talking nonsense, please leave first." Francis was not polite at all, but this was also his usual style.

On weekdays, Picoll would only think that he deliberately pretended to be a sense of distance, but now it falls on him, and he feels all kinds of uncomfortable, as if he has worked so hard, but has never been valued by others.

Picoll gritted his teeth and was about to say a few more words when he saw Moore out of the corner of his eye.

Moore was gesturing to him to hurry over.

Picol gave a military salute, "I don't know what caused this gentleman to have such a misunderstanding. I didn't have such an idea. I left the marshal first."

"Well." Francis' attitude was indifferent from the beginning to the end, as if he had never taken this matter to heart, which made Picole's heart even more blocked.

He walked towards Moore angrily.

Only Shu Yang and Francis were left in this place.

"What's wrong? Did he make you angry?" Francis took the tray in Shu Yang's hand and filled it up for Shu Yang. This time he held the tray by himself, and only let Shu Yang hold it in his hand.

"That's not true, it's just that he is a bit hypocritical and uncomfortable."

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say it."

"Can it work?" Shu Yang looked at Francis, "I won't cause trouble for you? Although you are my golden thigh, I don't want to trouble you for everything."

"Really?" After getting time with the two of them, Francis finally had some warmth in his eyes, and he smiled.

Shu Yang was not sure, "Yes... right?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that the fact that he brought people in front of Francis just now was just using Francis to pretend to be a tiger.In fact, it was still up to Francis to resolve this unpleasant matter.He didn't say anything clearly during this process, but Francis immediately realized his intention.

Shu Yang felt elated.

"Trouble is trouble, you are willing to make me trouble too, aren't you?"

With joy in his heart, Shu Yang became lawless when he spoke.

"Yes, sweet trouble," Francis continued.

"You are really getting better at talking, Marshal." Shu Yang couldn't hide the smile on his face. He didn't notice at all that there were countless eyes pretending to be casually watching from every corner of the banquet. Then fly away quickly.

People who are acquainted will also look at each other in the air, showing a clear look.

The reporters in the banquet hall were not idle either, and took various photos of the two of them getting along.

As long as the marshal did not expressly prohibit it, it means that this kind of behavior is tacitly accepted.

The reporters knew that this was because the Marshal wanted to reveal his love affair to the entire StarCraft.They even lost their scruples, let go of their sleeves and opened|rolled, the title was thought out, how to abuse|how come the dog!

……

The dinner lasted for nearly three hours before it slowly came to an end. During these three hours, Shu Yang really experienced what it is like to have a gentle and clingy boyfriend.

It was unimaginable happiness.

His face is full of spring breeze, and it can be seen that he has been well nourished by love.

At the end of the banquet, Francis, as the head of the First Legion and the host of the banquet, sent off the departing distinguished guests with the Tours couple.

But after Shu Yang ate and drank for three hours, he finally couldn't move.Now he is lying on the bed in the lounge, clutching his stomach, looking at the night outside the window, silently thinking about life.

If you eat like this, you will definitely gain weight quickly.

Shu Yang touched his face, he didn't think his appearance was so important before, but after this person started dating, his partner was still so good, Shu Yang felt that he couldn't just fall down like this.

What if he becomes too fat and unattractive?

Shu Yang supported himself to stand up from the bed, only feeling that his stomach weighed a thousand catties.He rested his stomach on one hand, while slowly pacing the rest room, but after two or three circles, he saw the light on the entrance guard, and Francis opened the door to look in from the outside.

Seeing his action, Francis was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud, and turned sideways to let the person behind him into the room.

Shu Yang couldn't understand what he meant, and when he saw the Tours couple, he still didn't quite understand.

On the contrary, Mrs. Tours let out a little exclamation, and looked at Francis in surprise, "Oh my God! You, you..."

"Me, us?" Although he had spent a short time with Mrs. Tours in the absence of Francis, he would still feel nervous unconsciously when he saw Francis' parents now, for fear I did something wrong to make them unhappy.

Mrs. Tours walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward and looked at Shu Yang carefully, "Stomach hurts?"

"No..." Shu Yang felt that Mrs. Tours cared too much for him. He was just full of food, a little bloated, something that could be digested by walking a few steps, but now he still gets caring?

In such a comparison, the boss Shu Zhiyi, who is far away on the earth, is really too unprofessional, not a qualified old father.

Mrs. Tours took Shu Yang's hand and led him to sit down on the sofa slowly, "Don't worry, I will definitely ask Francis to give you a title as soon as possible, so that you can come and stay at home as soon as possible. The men of their Tours family, among other things, treat the family, that’s right, not to mention, I know about my own son."

While speaking, Mrs. Tours patted the back of Shu Yang's hand reassuringly.

Shu Yang: Huh?Who can tell him what's going on?