Chapter 164
As for the name on Wu Zimo's personal information, only they themselves know what the result was after the two of them discussed it.
Just looking at the words "Zi Mo·Wu·Arman" which are a combination of Chinese and Western languages, which are still very tongue-twisting, on someone's laptop, you can tell that the fighting power of our great MO god is still not as good as that of the Marshal who is well prepared.
Scott and Wu Zimo, who were planning to go home after registering at the Civil Affairs Bureau, were stopped by a sudden communication just as they walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau and had not yet reached the aircraft.
"Your Excellency the President, do you have something to ask me?"
That’s right, the communication that suddenly appeared was from His Excellency President Xuanyuan Chengtian, and the content was the same as that of the previous contact from Xuanyuan Yi, both of which were looking for Wu Zimo.
"Have I become a hot commodity recently? Why is everyone looking for me?"
Looking at the self-deprecating boy, Scott lowered his head and placed a kiss on Wu Zimo's forehead, and said in a cold voice: "You have always been popular." So he had to keep a close eye on her so that she would not be snatched away by others.
Wu Zimo rolled his eyes at someone's sweet talk and said, "Okay, go ask the President what he wants from me."
It's hard to describe the mood of the president across the street right now. He was forced to eat dog food as soon as he disagreed with something. Doesn't he know that he is being harassed by a idiot now! You two are so sweet in front of him, the hatred value is very high!
Although they share the same blood, this young man Wu Zimo is simply a rare talent among the rare ones! At this moment, Xuanyuan Chengtian and Major General Bokar's thoughts were instantly synchronized.
Scott is definitely the illegitimate son of the goddess of luck, otherwise how could he have discovered such a great treasure!
I don’t know if it’s because the President’s eyes are too resentful, but even with the barrier of the light computer, Wu Zimo on the other side of the light computer got goosebumps. He sneaked up behind Scott and rubbed the goose bumps that appeared.
When Wu Zimo retreated behind him, Scott put away the smile on his face and turned his expressionless face towards the president who had frightened his young master.
"..." He hasn't done anything well, is it necessary to look at him so coldly! What happened to the friendship we promised to never leave each other?
“Ahem.”
The President was already furious in his heart, but he didn't dare show any madness on his face. Who knew how the sultry and petty Scott would retaliate.
After a cough, he explained the reason why he suddenly came to look for Wu Zimo.
"You said that the young lady from the Feng family wanted to see me?"
When Wu Zimo heard that it was someone from the Feng family looking for him, he was startled. As expected, they came!
However, what surprised him even more was that, judging from the news he had heard, given the character of the Feng family, they should have come directly to his door, and would definitely not have been so roundabout as to contact him by asking President Xuanyuan Chengtian.
Of course, it was exactly as Wu Zimo had expected. Given the pride of the Feng family, how could they possibly do something roundabout? But who told Feng Yan'er to fall in love with Xuanyuan Chengtian? The reason she went to see Xuanyuan Chengtian was simply because she wanted to give him a chance to show his abilities.
So that she could feel that Xuanyuan Chengtian actually cared about her. As a result, when she said this to Xuanyuan Chengtian, he immediately contacted Wu Zimo.
I have to say that imagination is a disease and needs to be treated. Even in the terminal stage, you can't stop taking medicine!
Feng Yan'er is so mysteriously confident, but Xuanyuan Chengtian has a different opinion.
He thought Feng Yan'er would ask him to contact Wu Zimo, and he thought that this brainless girl Feng Yan'er had finally shifted her attention away from him.
In order to get rid of this self-righteous girl who is impossible to communicate with, Xuanyuan Chengtian doesn't mind pushing Wu Zimo out.
He was not worried at all that Wu Zimo would be bullied by Feng Yan'er, the unreasonable woman. Not to mention that Wu Zimo's personality would not make him suffer when facing Feng Yan'er, didn't he have Marshal Scott by his side?
When the Marshal takes action, he is worth two men at a time!
Wu Zimo didn't know the twists and turns in the story, but seeing Xuanyuan Chengtian's pitiful look, it seemed that if he refused, he would have done something that would anger God and man.
Wu Zimo was very upset. At first, he thought that the President of the Federation was a young, promising, decisive and cautious young man. But now it seems that he is just like Rocard, so unreliable!
In order to avoid a fight between the Xuanyuan family and the Feng family, Xuanyuan Chengtian tried hard to pretend to be pitiful and looked at Wu Zimo, and asked cautiously: "Wu Zimo, can you help me agree to it?"
"…Mr. President, can you please speak normally?"
Wu Zimo knew that Scott and President Xuanyuan Chengtian were not enemies as rumored by the outside world, but were good friends with Rocard, so he was more familiar with his attitude towards him.
He is not the elder, so when it is time to be frank, he will never be tactful.
"……" No wonder Scott chose him. He is another person who is a sheep in clothing but a jerk inside. How can he not talk like a normal person?
"Xuanyuan Chengtian." It was Scott who spoke last, forcing Xuanyuan Chengtian to be serious and stop pretending to be pitiful. He told the two about Feng Yan'er's harassment of him during this period.
Hearing that Feng Yan'er was harassing him, Wu Zimo also shed tears of sympathy for Xuanyuan Chengtian. How could he have offended such a weirdo?
Wu Zimo actually already had an idea about whether to meet the other party.
Although the people in the Feng family sounded disgusting, Wu Zimo was very curious about the original owner's parents. I have read some information about the Feng family from Scott. Normally, the original owner's parents should not leave the island where the Feng family is.
Under Xuanyuan Chengtian's expectant gaze, Wu Zimo nodded and said, "Let's meet. I also have something I want to ask Miss Feng."
It would be even better if we could get news about the original owner's parents, which would be considered fulfilling one of the original owner's wishes. If you can’t get it, it doesn’t matter. After all these years, the original owner has still come here.
"Okay, I'll arrange the time right away."
Xuanyuan Chengtian got a clear answer and was about to turn off the computer when Scott, who had been silent all this time, spoke again: "The time will be arranged after the day after tomorrow."
"Ah?" Why should it be arranged after the day after tomorrow? He planned to let the two meet tomorrow, so that he could escape from the fire one day earlier.
"Father will be back tomorrow."
"oh."
Hearing this answer, Xuanyuan Chengtian understood immediately. An ambiguous gaze drifted between Scott and Wu Zimo. "This should be Wu Zimo's first time meeting Uncle Ferros. I know how to arrange it. You can rest assured."
After Xuanyuan Chengtian finished speaking, he patted his chest and promised that he would never let Wu Zimo miss the opportunity to meet his parents. Both of them have registered, but Wu Zimo has not met Feroth Alman, the current head of the Alman family and Scott's father. It's really speechless.
After Scott turned off the communication, he took Wu Zimo towards the aircraft. As for Xuanyuan Chengtian's teasing look just now, Wu Zimo didn't care at all.
It's just meeting the parents, it's not a big deal, and it's not like I haven't met them before. Not to mention that he and Scott have already registered, so even if the old marshal really has objections, he can only suppress them himself.
However, when talking about the old Marshal Alman, Wu Zimo was actually a little worried, fearing that the other party didn't like him.
According to common sense, soldiers should prefer those who are physically stronger, right? He is a weakling in the battle of boiled chicken and looks really unpresentable.
"What's wrong?" Scott saw the boy beside him lowering his head and pinching his arm. Red marks soon appeared on the originally tender skin.
Looking at the red marks on the wheat-colored skin, a ray of light flashed across Scott's silver eyes. The speed was so fast that even the sensitive Wu Zimo couldn't catch it.
"Scott, do you think it would be better if I were stronger?" Not only because of the old marshal's problem, Wu Zimo always felt that his current body was really weak.
Even though he was not as delicate as Lin Daiyu who had to gasp for air after walking a few steps, his physical fitness was really too poor compared to ordinary people in the interstellar age.
Scott, who vaguely knew what Wu Zimo meant, raised the corner of his mouth and replied directly: "No, you're fine this way." Then, without waiting for Wu Zimo to react, he bent down and picked up Wu Zimo, and strode towards the aircraft under Wu Zimo's confused gaze.
Looking at the Marshal hugging him when they had a disagreement with him with a confused look on his face, should he be happy that there are no spectators around him? Otherwise, the screams of various fans would definitely serve as the background to set the atmosphere.
After entering the aircraft, Scott still did not put Wu Zimo down. Instead, he continued to hold him and let Wu Zimo sit directly in his arms.
"..." Sitting sideways on his thighs again, Wu Zimo knew that even if he protested it would be useless, and he didn't dare to move.
Anyone who has seen Little Yellow Mosquito knows that such a situation is very easy to cause an accident, especially since someone was rejected by him last night. Wu Zimo would definitely not seek death! So now he was as quiet as a chicken, not moving at all, sitting sideways on Scott's thighs like a wooden man.
Feeling the stiffness of the boy in his arms, the smile in Scott's eyes deepened. He knew what Wu Zimo was worried about, but it was a very happy thing to be together with the person you love, and Scott really hoped that the boy could accept it.
As for the hardware mismatch problem that Wu Zimo complained about, it was not within the Marshal's consideration, because he knew that he just needed to let the young man in his arms enjoy the pleasure in love affairs.
With a little force in his arms, he took the stiff boy into his arms. Scott leaned over and leaned close to Wu Zimo's ear, saying in a soft and hoarse voice: "Your breath, your voice, and you have been tempting me all the time."
So you don't need to do anything else, he can be easily excited. It's all because of your existence.
"..."So he is a panacea...
Wu Zimo rolled his eyes at Scott who described him as a drug, and at the same time his body relaxed. Someone treated him as a drug, so no matter how cautious he was, it was useless. He could only rely on himself.
Wu Zimo found a comfortable position in Scott's arms, leaned in, and then said to Scott very freely: "I'll take a nap, call me when I get home."
When Scott saw the boy's attitude change 180 degrees, the doting and smile in his eyes were about to overflow. He lowered his head and kissed Wu Zimo on the top of his head, who had closed his eyes, and responded softly: "Okay."
Scott spoke so bluntly to Wu Zimo because he didn't want the boy to become stiff and alert every time he came into close contact with him, for fear that he would do something to him.
In fact, Scott wanted to tell Wu Zimo that if he really wanted to do something, the boy would not be able to resist at all. For a sentinel guide who was 100% compatible with him, the effect of a little pheromone was comparable to that of a strong X drug.
Every time he stopped, it was just because he sympathized with Wu Zimo for thinking too much.
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