Chapter 159
Although Scott's villa is a little far from the main castle, there is always a way to get there. Soon Scott's villa appeared in front of Wu Zimo.
Looking at the villa in front of him, Wu Zimo finally felt at ease. In fact, his Marshal is still an ordinary person. At least the place where he lives is very much in line with the public's taste.
The main body of the villa is off-white, and its appearance is very simple, just like the feeling Scott gave him.
Wu Zimo followed Scott as he approached the villa and saw a person standing at the door of the villa. There was only one, not as large and scary as before at the gate.
"Young Master, you are back." As soon as the young man saw Scott and Wu Zimo, his eyes lit up and he showed a very bright smile.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Green. Zimo, this is Green, the grandson of Butler Finn."
On the way, Scott had already told Wu Zimo the names of the main people involved in the manor, so Wu Zimo knew that the old man who looked at him with a very kind expression was the steward of the Alman family, who had followed the old marshal to the battlefield.
No wonder he has a resolute aura of a soldier, but also a hint of hidden bloodiness. So no matter how kind and gentle the old man looked, Wu Zimo would never think that he was an old man who was powerless.
As for the person in front of me, to be honest, I really can't tell that he is the grandson of that secretive old man. Who says that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a child that can dig holes!
Fortunately, Green didn't have the ability to read minds. If he didn't know that Wu Zimo felt this way about him, he would definitely hug Wu Zimo's thighs and cry. He doesn't want to do that either. Everyone has different talents! He said that he was the only ordinary person in the family and he felt very miserable!
"Hello Green, I'm Wu Zimo."
"Hello, Madam. I'm Green, the housekeeper in charge of the Young Master's villa. If you need anything in the villa, just tell me."
"Uh, wait, what did you call me?" This was the first time Wu Zimo met the housekeeper who was responsible for taking care of Scott, and his attitude was definitely not bad. Just by the way the other party addressed him, Wu Zimo wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
"Young Madam." Green didn't know why Wu Zimo reacted like this, so he said it again very straightforwardly.
He had wanted to call her "Young Madam" since he knew about Wu Zimo's existence. Now he finally had the chance to call her out. He was also very happy that his young master had finally found a partner to spend his life with.
"..."Young Madam, fuck you, do you think he's your sister?
Scott, who was standing next to Wu Zimo, frowned. He knew that Wu Zimo would be annoyed by this name, but he did not tell Green in advance not to call him that. So given Green's straightforward and impulsive character, the Jedi would shout it out when they first met.
Wu Zimo was destined to be his partner, and there was no way she could get rid of the title of Young Madam. However, seeing that the boy was really angry, the Marshal would definitely comfort him.
He raised his hand and rubbed the top of Wu Zimo's head, then said to Green, who looked confused and didn't know how he made the young lady angry, "Green, you can just call him Master Wu."
"Ah? Oh, I understand, young master." Although Green really wanted to call Wu Zimo "young lady", but since the young master had spoken, he could only obey.
It was not until they entered the room that Green had specially cleaned that Wu Zimo realized that judging from Green's expression, Scott must have deliberately not informed him in advance.
Looking up at the elegant marshal sitting on the sofa, Wu Zimo said that not only his teeth were itching, but even his hands were starting to itch.
Now that there are no outsiders around, Wu Zimo doesn't mind letting Scott know that he is a man and how can he be labeled a young lady?
Wu Zimo pounced directly on Scott, attacking him left and right, and pinching Scott's handsome cheeks.
"I'll let you watch the show from the side!"
With his powerful five senses, Scott had already sensed when Wu Zimo was about to pounce on him. However, the posture of sitting on the sofa did not change, and he even moved slightly, allowing Wu Zimo to pounce on him at a more suitable angle.
When Wu Zimo's butt was sitting on his thighs, Scott opened his arms and directly hugged Wu Zimo's waist, while his cheek was pinched by the boy.
Don't say that Wu Zimo didn't use any strength. Even if he used all his strength, with Wu Zimo's physique, for Scott, the enhanced super sentinel, Wu Zimo's hand would probably be pinched red and swollen, but there would still be no mark left on Scott's face.
Scott held Wu Zimo's waist and waited for the boy who threw himself on him to vent his depressed mood before he said, "Are you still angry?"
"certainly!"
Wu Zimo also knew that he was just like a child throwing a tantrum, so he just pinched her for a moment and then let go. Seeing that there is no red mark on a certain marshal's face, you know that he is extremely thick-skinned, even thicker than that suicidal guy Rocard!
Although he didn't continue to pinch, Wu Zimo kept sitting on Scott's thighs. He was no longer angry as before. He found that sitting like this seemed a bit dangerous. So Wu Zimo wanted to use this opportunity to get away from Scott's lap, but was first noticed by the perceptive Marshal.
When Wu Zimo was about to move, Scott suddenly exerted force on his hand on Wu Zimo's waist, making Wu Zimo unable to move at all.
"Scott, let go." Did you know that sitting like this is dangerous?
"We're at home now." Without letting go, Scott leaned close to Wu Zimo's ear, and his deep, magnetic voice teased Wu Zimo's ear nerves.
“……”We can’t do that even at home! How can you commit adultery in broad daylight under such a bright and clear sky?
In response to Wu Zimo's silent protest, Scott preferred to take the initiative. The hand that was originally holding Wu Zimo's waist began to move slowly, and the pheromones on his body became stronger. Under such circumstances, it would be strange if Wu Zimo could still struggle.
Only those who have experienced it can understand that being with someone you love is indeed a very happy thing, but the pain of having your chrysanthemums withered afterwards is something that only those who have experienced it can understand...
"Scott, um, can we discuss something?"
"Um?"
Scott seemed to be listening to Wu Zimo, but his hands did not stop moving. His shirt had been torn open and his trousers unbuttoned. If Wu Zimo had not been sitting on Scott's thighs, his trousers would have slipped to the ground.
"Hiss, stop for a moment." If Scott continued to touch him like this, he would be unable to move his tongue straight.
"I'm listening."
“…”
Are you listening to me? Wu Zimo also knew that Scott was unwilling to stop, so he could only grit his teeth and lean on Scott's shoulder. Thinking about what he wanted to discuss with Scott, the tips of his ears turned red like agate.
“Um, can we, can we not go in?” The accessories of both parties really don’t match, so can we just touch each other?
When Scott heard Wu Zimo actually discussed such a thing with him, he laughed softly. Whether he would agree or not, only the Marshal himself knew. Because at this moment a communication interrupted the Marshal who was ready to go.
The atmosphere in the room was tense, and Wu Zimo was mentally prepared to have his anus broken under Scott's silver gaze full of fiery desire.
However, the subsequent developments were truly a silver lining, and God is here to protect him!
Scott's brain is ringing! rise! Come! it’s done!
The sudden sound of the computer plugging in gave Wu Zimo an urge to get excited. Although he still couldn't break free from Scott's grip, he was already in high spirits. "Scott, your computer is ringing, answer it!"
Scott looked at Wu Zimo, whose face became even redder with excitement, with a terrifyingly deep look in his eyes.
Instead of connecting to the computer directly, he reached out and grabbed Wu Zimo's neck and pushed him down. She pressed her lips against Wu Zimo's soft lips and gave him a wet French kiss. She didn't let go until Wu Zimo's eyes began to wander and his breathing became rapid.
Looking at the young man gasping for breath on his shoulder, Scott slowly pressed the answer button, but did not open the image, only the language.
Scott would never allow outsiders to see his youthful appearance.
The other party sees that the communication is finally connected, so it doesn't matter if there is no image.
"Hello Marshal Alman, I am Xuanyuan Yi."
When Scott saw the contact's name displayed on the computer, his brows slightly furrowed. Because of Xuanyuan Chengtian, he also knew Marshal Xuanyuan Yi, so he knew that the other party would not contact him out of boredom, and it must be something important.
Could it be that something has gone wrong with those traitors hiding in the Federation?
But this time Scott guessed wrong. After the communication was connected, the other party didn't say any nonsense and directly asked Scott to meet with Wu Zimo.
I finally managed to escape, even though I was almost killed by Scott's kiss, but it's better than having a broken anus!
While Scott was communicating with the other party, Wu Zimo lay on top of Scott without making any sound, for fear of disturbing Scott from talking about business.
Although he would rather Scott let him go. When Wu Zimo heard that Xuanyuan Yi actually wanted to see him, he was stunned, looked up at Scott, and asked him by lip-syncing.
He had only met Marshal Xuanyuan Yi once, and he had been quiet as a chicken at the time, so why did he suddenly look for him? The tone is still so cautious.
Although Scott was also confused, he guessed that it should be related to Wu Zimo's life experience. Only this would attract Xuanyuan Yi's attention.
As it was about Wu Zimo, Scott did not agree directly, but said to Xuanyuan Yi who was waiting for his reply: "I can't agree to this directly, I will talk to Zimo."
"I know, please trouble Marshal Alman. I will soon arrive at the Alman family manor, and I hope to get good news."
After the computer was turned off, Wu Zimo asked in surprise, "You actually came here? I remember that Marshal Xuanyuan Yi is the marshal of the garrison corps, right? Can he run around randomly?"
Of course not. Just like he seldom leaves the headquarters of the Heavenly Condemnation Legion, the marshals of the three legions usually stay in the headquarters of each legion unless there is something urgent or they are needed on the front line.
From this, it can be seen that Xuanyuan Yi’s visit to Wu Zimo was very important, so important that she, the marshal, came in person.
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