After going down the mountain, I have a love story to Marshal Cyclonus

Fu Yuanzhi: "..." Is what Ares said just now true?

He just finished talking about finding the key clue and stopped disturbing the other party, but the key clue is on the other party, so there is a legitimate reason for him to stay, Ares should take him in... right?

Fu Yuanzhi was not sure.

But unexpectedly, before he even mentioned it, Ares invited him to stay and offered to take him for a physical examination tomorrow.

The marshal is such a good man!

Beautiful and kind-hearted!

Fu Yuanzhi thought gratefully.

The young man carried the package on his back happily and left. This time, he didn't even need the Alpha No. 1 collar, and walked towards the guest room by himself, feeling a bit familiar.

Ares looked at the bouncing figure of the boy, his brows and eyes were faint, but a smile could be seen from the bottom of his eyes.

He pulled Alpha 1 passing by, set Fu Yuanzhi as the second master in the program, and then let it go out.

When Alpha 1 was pushed out of the door, it still flickered, wondering why the guest suddenly became the owner's partner, but this did not prevent it from being happy, because the owner finally had a partner!

In the code of application for robot management, Article No.30 stipulates that the second owner of the housekeeping robot is the partner of the first owner.

This is the rule that the butler robot has joined. Alpha 1 was a product made by Ares a long time ago. Although there is no such rule, Alpha 1 thinks that updating the database in time can better connect with the society, doesn’t it?

Alpha 1 even searched the Internet specifically, and the current omega likes cute voices and furry pets.

So, when it was dinner time, when Alpha 1 invited Fu Yuan downstairs for dinner, the latter opened the door and saw the short robot wearing a pink skirt pocket, with a big bow tied on top of Guanghua's head, and his voice became sweet. Honey's positive voice: "Little master, please go downstairs for dinner."

Fu Yuanzhi: "???"

The round eyes analyzed the doubts and incomprehensions from the expression of the owner's partner. It took a step back, and when the boy turned around, it silently tore off the bow on his head and his pocket.

It seems that the little master doesn't like this.

The round head is thoughtful.

Fu Yuanzhi pushed open the door, and the scene of the man sitting at the dining table revived the memory in his mind instantly. He really dared to say what he said in the morning.

He covered his face and walked cautiously towards the dining table, lest the marshal would remember to settle accounts with him.

Ares is the marshal, those words can be regarded as offensive, but as a Yan dog, he really can't control it

Those are his heartfelt compliments!

You can see that the hand holding the knife and fork is well-articulated, the half of the arm that is rolled up the sleeves is exposed, and the Adam's apple rolls up and down when swallowing food. The sauce on the thin lips looks moist and attractive. Can't help but make people shudder.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Yuanzhi: "Look at you."

Ares: "..."

He didn't quite understand, children of this age...are they all so straightforward?

Ares bowed his head in thought.

The young man came back to his senses abruptly, wishing he could sew his mouth shut. Seeing Ares' face sour, he didn't dare to speak. He ate something slowly and prepared to run away.

The man stopped him: "Don't be outsiders in the future..." He coughed lowly, his eyes swept across the boy's cheeks, "Say such things."

Fu Yuanzhi was puzzled: "What kind?"

Then the young man saw the man look away, his chest heaved, his chin lifted slightly, exposing his Adam's apple, and he swallowed quickly twice.

He suddenly understood and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm only telling you that."

He just loves to knock on this face, and everything hits his aesthetics, no matter who he is, whoever he is!

He patted his chest and promised confidently. Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Ares got up and walked past him at a faster pace.

Fu Yuan was startled, and Alpha No. 1 leisurely cleaned up the dinner plate, and his voice switched to a gentle voice: "Master probably has something to deal with."

Alpha 1 looked at the master's footsteps a little hastily and was a little puzzled, but the only thing that could let the master go out at this time was government affairs.

Fu Yuanzhi lowered his head and saw that the short robot got a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from somewhere, and the glasses almost fell apart in front of the big eyes, and a black bow tie was tied at the joint between the head and the body.

"You..." Fu Yuanzhi hesitated.

"Huh?" Alpha No. 1's voice was a little excited, "What do you think of my body, little master?"

Meeting the expectant eyes, Fu Yuanzhi didn't have the heart to spoil his mood, so he put it in a euphemistic way: "Your eyes are quite big."

He patted the shiny head of Alpha 1 with pity, turned and went upstairs.

It looks pretty good, but it's a pity that the brain is not working.

Ugh.

Alpha 1: "qaq"

Fu Yuanzhi returned to the room, took out his treasures and wiped them carefully. He looked up at the window, and the dark curtain gradually covered it. There was no moon here, and the stars could hardly be seen clearly. From time to time, a high-speed hovering car flashed past him. Letting out a breath, counting the time, the spell should have worked.

At the same time, at the Clark Mansion.

Eve came back from Prince Garcia's banquet, got out of the car, and heard the maid talking about the day's events. He was not emotional at first, after all, he was just two useless people, but after hearing Ares holding Fu Yuanzhi and giving it to Clark, After the room, he stopped, then turned a corner and went to the study.

At this point, Clark usually wipes the crutches in the study, and every other week he also personally cleans and maintains the flag in the study that symbolizes the glory of the Clark family.

When Eve arrived, Clark was looking down at his beloved crutch.

Eve bowed her head and saluted. She was still wearing a white dress, which he specially matched. The position of the waist line was tightened to outline the slender waist, and the nine-point trousers would reveal his slender ankles as long as he lifted his legs.

Clark put down the handkerchief: "Come?"

"Yes, Father." Eve closed the door.

"You've heard what happened today, right?"

Eve nodded, "The servant told me on the way here."

Clark expressed eagerness, "You said what to do now. This is considered to have offended Ares. Although he was originally rejected by the circle, his power is still not small, and the cabinet has not yet expressed its position..."

Eve stopped his words, her eyes were calm, "If you offend, you will be offended. Isn't it already offended by marrying Fu Yuanzhi to him?"

This is indeed the case.

It's ridiculous to say that Clark opened the door to the aristocratic circle by marrying Ares, but he had to dislike Ares in exchange for the favor of the nobles.

The position of Ares is not flattering. He is a tool used by the royal family to contain the cabinet, and he is a third party alone between the two.But when his power gradually grew, the cabinet and the royal family reached an obscure agreement, which kept weakening Ares' power.

But the Alpha Legion behind him stood still, several hoes were broken, but the corner of the wall could not be pried.

This time Ares was injured, they were like beasts that had been fasted for a long time and smelled the smell of flesh and blood, and the brutal factors in their bodies were agitated, trying to tear a piece of flesh from him.

Clark was a little worried, "But the cabinet..."

"Father, what are you afraid of?" Eve seemed to be a little hot, unbuttoning a button intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the ambiguous red marks on her neck.

Clark stopped talking, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Could it be?!"

Eve sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, glanced at the smile on Clark's face from the corner of her eyes, and then put down the teacup unhurriedly, "It's just a kiss, Father."

"Then you have to seize the opportunity and try to climb up as soon as possible..."

"Father!" Eve interrupted the vulgar words he was about to blurt out. In order to restore the glory of his ancestors, Clark will do everything he can. He can marry his son or send him to someone else's bed, but he doesn't dislike it , Power is only in your own hands, is the most important thing, isn't it?

"Prince Garcia doesn't like a person who wants to climb into his bed." He fastened the button, alpha, as long as it is given a little sweetness, it will follow like a dog eagerly.

So did his father.

Therefore,

"Father, the Duke of Gena will hold a banquet the day after tomorrow. This is the invitation letter, and Prince Garcia will also attend it." He handed Clark a bronzing invitation letter.

Clark was pleasantly surprised. He had already heard that the Duke of Gener was going to hold a banquet, but Kun Wu couldn't receive the invitation letter. He didn't expect Eve to have a way.

Eve waited for him to accept the invitation letter, and said that she would go back to rest when she was tired.

Clark's eyes shifted from the invitation letter to Eve, smiling, and told him to go to rest quickly and not get tired.

When someone went out, the door closed with a sound. Suddenly, he felt a gust of cold wind, which made his back feel chilly. He looked back at the window, which was closed well. He picked up the remote control to increase the temperature, and carefully read the invitation again. The letter was carefully put away.

Participating in a banquet requires a new dress, but it takes at least a week to make it manually, and it costs a lot of money. There is no choice but to have a robot make one.

He walked behind the desk, and the entire wall was covered with trophy flags and various symbols of glory, the most important of which was the flag that the king gave to the ancestors.

He stroked the soft satin, the lines on it were delicate and clear, he stared at it for a long time with full eyes, and left satisfied after half an hour, he needed to match the clothes.

He closed the door, and a gust of wind blew across his neck. He shivered suddenly, shrank his neck, and stepped up to leave.

The moment he closed the door, the extinguished candle jumped out of a bean-sized flame and turned into a huge ball in the blink of an eye. The sparks blown by the wind ignited the silk with excellent handle.

Clark added a new coat, but his eyelids kept twitching while his body was warm. He pressed his tired eyes, only to hear the servant's exclamation: "The study is on fire!"