After the death of thousands of people, the enemy regrets it

Chu Yan tried his best to stabilize his mind, instead of being overwhelmed by his actions, he calmed down, took a deep breath, and stared deeply at the frivolous man with calm water eyes, without the slightest trace of embarrassment. Emotional, but without waves: "Let go of me, Marshal Wei."

It has to be said that this kind of indifference is really like a basin of cold water, which can be poured into a dying fire.

Wei Chen's gaze lingered on him for several times before he reluctantly let go of his hand, with a regretful expression like a duck that was full of mouth and flew away.

At the critical moment, Chu Yan could only pretend that he was not afraid. He also pretended to turn his sore wrist, and lowered his eyebrows so that people could not see the emotions inside.

But in fact, he was very nervous. He felt that his voice would tremble if he spoke at this moment, so he kept silent for a short time, hoping to get through the time when his heart was beating like a drum.

But before he completely calmed down, Wei Chen dishonestly rubbed his fingertips across Chu Yan's cheeks, and finally stopped at the corner of his lips, asking with great interest, "Do you know me?"

Chu Yan patted his hand away, and said calmly: "Of course everyone here knows the title of Marshal. After all, there are so many people willing to serve you."

Wei Chen bent his eyes, as if he heard something funny, shook his shoulders, smiled lowly, and asked him with his arms crossed, "What about you? Did you come for me?"

Chu Yan nodded, still calm and calm: "That's right, I'm here to find you."

Wei Chen's exquisite face slowly approached him, narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, stared at him with a probing gaze, but slowly moved his gaze to his lips.

Chu Shengyan was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he directly moved to the main topic: "I came to you about Xiao Mu's matter."

Wei Chen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes gradually became serious, and he began to look at this person seriously.

It's a pity, I wanted to taste what he tasted like.

I didn't expect that people came here for serious business, not to have a happy night with me at all!

Unexpectedly, my good brother, who is usually serious, has already made it to the top!

Can't see it, can't see it.

His eyes were full of regrets, it was a step late, his friend's wife should not be bullied, and he is now in prison, even if he was bullied, he would not know, so he probably wouldn't be beaten up. class of emotions.

Thinking of some of Xiao Mu's recent abnormal behaviors, he looked like someone lost his mind all day long, and he began to care. He didn't expect to bump into him in such a crooked way today, and what's more, he didn't expect this person to be so suit your appetite!

What a pity.

But even the hobbies are so similar, no wonder they can be friends.

Chu Yan didn't care about these at all, but asked him straightforwardly: "Do you know how Xiao Mu is doing now? Can I see him?"

His eyes were full of concern, which made Wei Chen feel even more uncomfortable.

His eyes became heavy: "Xiao Mu is now locked in the prison with the strictest control in the Federation, and it's hard for me even to see him."

Chu Yan was startled and said, "Did he really rebel?"

Wei Chen sneered, turned his eyes to look at the unfathomable night outside the window, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Chu Yan almost understood something.

He also looked at the night outside the window, and murmured: "Then what did he do that deserves Jun Buchen to fear him so much?"

Wei Chen looked at him subconsciously. Although it is not uncommon in the interstellar society to call the president's name directly, it is quite rare for someone like Chu Yan to say the name of the king but the minister lightly.

To be honest, he quite liked this kind of courageous person.

Wei Chen revealed: "The reason why Xiao Mu was targeted was because he wanted to go to the president's territory to rob people, but he didn't use any troops from the Federation, and he didn't hurt anyone. It depends on what the president means. He may not have thought of killing him, but it is estimated that he will be imprisoned until he dies."

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this matter is still based on Xiao Mu's subjective will.

In other words, as long as he gives up his mind.

Go to the president's territory to rob people, who to rob?Could it be himself? If so, where does he want to take himself.

Chu Yan couldn't figure it out.

He just looked out of the window melancholy with Wei Chen, both of them felt that there was a tinge of desolation at the same time.

Of course, Chu Yan now has an invisible brand on his forehead, reminding Wei Chen that this person is untouchable.

Originally, he planned to have a good night, but now it seems impossible. Thinking about it, he still feels somewhat regretful.

Chu Yan felt awkward being alone with him, thinking that since Xiao Mu shouldn't be in any danger now, he didn't need to worry too much, or he should leave.

They remained silent until Wei Chen said:

"I'll take you to Xiao Mu's residence, just to feed the little guy."

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***

There are no gorgeous decorations or furniture in Xiao Mu's home. They are basically simple and practical necessary furniture, and most of them are in dark colors, giving people a cold feeling.

But it is worth noting that there is a small room that is separated by itself, and the decoration inside can even be called warm.

Because it was a pink room.

Chu Yan unconsciously thought that the bedroom Zhang Jun had prepared for him was also full of Death Barbie fans, and every time he showed it to him, he was in a trance and doubted his gender.

Chu Yan couldn't help but wonder, who was this room specially prepared for.

Wei Chen also seemed to be a little bit amused, but he held back, straightened his face again, and opened the door for Chu Yan with a gentleman's help.

It's a wonderful feeling.

The first thing that hits the ear is the crisp sound of wind chimes.

Then there is a room full of small toys of different shapes, they have three common characteristics, that is cute, cute, cute! !

On a toy that looks like a kangaroo, there is a black and white cow cat snoring softly on it.

So familiar.

Wei Chen smiled and introduced to Chu Yan: "Want to pet it? This cat has a very fierce temper, maybe because it was a wild cat, and it is very aggressive. If you want to pet him, you have to be careful with its claws. Xiao Mu has been waiting for a while. I didn’t cut its nails anymore, and I didn’t dare to do so, for fear that it would slap it with a paw, and the most annoying thing is that this is Xiao Mu’s cat, so I dare not fight back.”

Chu Yan listened quietly, amused by what he said.

Maybe it was woken up by their movement, the cow cat curled up and sleeping sleepily yawned sleepily, then put its hind legs on its neck to tickle itself, and the cat's fur flew all over the sky.

Then it raised a pair of pupils after scratching, and looked keenly at Chu Yan and Wei Chen.

Chu Yan's eyes softened, and he couldn't help opening his arms a little.

As soon as the cat's eyes lit up, it rushed over like a chick seeing its mother.

Wei Chen thought it was going to attack Chu Yan, and subconsciously reached out to stop it.

But he soon discovered that the cat slowed down when it approached Chu Yan, and slammed into the young man's arms with a very gentle force.

Wei Chen: "?"

No, what about ferocity?What about wildness?What about aggressiveness?

Why is he always slapped in the face at critical moments? !

Chu Yan rubbed his cheek against the soft cat's head. The kitten narrowed its eyes and wagged its tail in enjoyment.

After a short period of tenderness, Chu Yan asked Wei Chen: "What's the name of this cat?"

Wei Chen: "Ah, when he was in the pet hospital, he loved Haren very much, so he was called Aiharen, and his nickname was Xiaoha, but Xiao Mu didn't want to be called the adopter of Aiharen, so he simply gave it It has been renamed, and now it is called..."

He said it was Xiaoyan.

Chu Yan thought he heard it wrong, so he asked in a daze, "What's it called?"

Wei Chen didn't know why he was so surprised, and repeated: "It's called Xiaoyan, the salt of salt."

This damn homonym.

It must be a coincidence...

Chu Yan lowered his eyebrows and stroked the cute kitten that was rubbing against him. Wei Chen looked shocked.

Why is this cat so double standard!

Why can't he touch it!

Why would he suffer a double blow to his body and mind if he touches it!

He looked at Chu Yan's soft eyes and was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to envy people or cats.

That night, Chu Yan solved Wei Chen's two major worries, one was to cut the cat's nails, and the other was to take the cat to bathe.

Wei Chen is used to fighting and killing enemies, and can capture the hearts of countless boys and girls, but he can't deal with a kitten, nor can he conquer the hearts of kittens.

But all of this was done with ease by the young man in front of him.

Maybe it was because it was so easy to see others doing it. He suddenly felt that the wind had stopped and the rain had cleared up. He felt that he could do it again, so he reached out for a hug.

Then he was mercilessly scratched by the cat!

He raised his sad eyes. At this time in the past, he looked at people with this kind of eyes, and the person on the other side was either covering his face with a handkerchief and crying, feeling extremely heartbroken for what happened to him, or he was already looking fierce, rolling up his sleeves, and preparing to sharpen his knife To pigs and sheep.

But the person in front of him is different.

One cat and one person just looked at him so directly, one was arrogant and indulgent, and the other was indifferent.

"..."

He, a majestic marshal, is sought after and loved by everyone.

Why have you fallen to this level (covering your face and crying).

.......

When Chu Yan returned to the presidential palace, it was almost midnight.

He walked in cautiously, in order not to disturb Jun Wang, he tried his best to control his footsteps, tiptoeing, trying not to make any noise.

Jun Wang's sleep has always been very light, if he wakes him up, it will be troublesome.

Fortunately, he still has strength in this area. His footsteps are like a cat's. Under the moonlight, his whole body is almost white and transparent.

Just when he was secretly glad that he passed smoothly...

Behind him came Jun Buchen's voice.

The voice was cold, cold, and deep.

The man crossed his arms and asked him:

"Where have you been?"