The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

Xiao Wutong threw himself into the arms of the man.

He felt the gentle and familiar breath wrapping him around, a pair of powerful big hands wrapped around his waist, locking him tightly in his arms, his rapid breathing sounded above his head, and he heard the sound of his heart beating beside his ears.

The man held him in an extremely cautious manner, afraid that too much force would hurt him, and he was afraid that too light force would make him unstable.

In the end, the hands fell gently on the back, and the hot temperature was imprinted on the skin through the clothes.

Xiao Wutong buried his face on the man's broad and solid chest, forgot everything for a moment, just rubbed against him slightly like a child, and shouted coquettishly.

"Brother~"

His chest trembled, and a man's voice came from above: "Yes."

Xiao Wutong blinked and suddenly realized what he had done.

He threw himself into his senior brother's arms, and even rubbed his senior brother's chest!

oh my god!

How could he do such a thing!

Will senior brother misunderstand him!

The blush smudged from the neck up, and soon the porcelain white face was flushed, Xiao Wutong lay stiffly in the man's arms, wishing to kick the self a few seconds ago to fly away.

So stupid!

but……

I really like the feeling of lying in my brother's arms!

Xiao Wutong finally felt the touch of being close at hand, reluctantly lowered his head and withdrew from the man's arms, tried his best to maintain his innocent and lovely persona, and asked as if nothing had happened: "Brother, why are you here?"

How could it be as if nothing had happened!His heart is about to explode!

The teenager looked up at the man, his round brown eyes were like a small animal, soft and cute, and one couldn't help but want to fulfill all his wishes.

Qi Chen secretly took a few breaths, suppressing the loud heartbeat.

The boy's body was abnormally soft, and he was afraid that he might hurt the other person with all his strength, but when the boy left his arms, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

This is lost, right?

The Union Marshal thought seriously.

Then he answered seriously.

"I said that I will always pay attention to you, so when you come, I will come."

It was as if someone planted a large seed in his heart, and the seed grew and bloomed again, turning into a sea of ​​flowers, Xiao Wutong couldn't find any words to describe his heart, but the corners of his lips couldn't stop curling up.

He obviously didn't want to laugh, he wanted to be a little more mature, but he still couldn't help asking, like a child begging for attention: "Are you here to see me?"

I came to give gifts and see people.

Qi Chen thought to himself, and then answered truthfully: "Yes."

Xiao Wutong was even happier.

He wished he could spin 360 five degrees on the spot and fly into the sky.

But in front of seniors, you must be reserved!

To maintain the image!

He heard his brother's voice above his head: "Why did you call me brother?"

The smile on Xiao Qishu's face suddenly froze for a moment.

By the way, he did say this name under his complacency.

In this life, he is a loner, and he doesn't even have a teacher, so how can he be a senior brother.

But a senior is a senior!

Xiao Wutong felt a little wronged.

He suddenly realized that this place was no longer the Lancang Continent, and his brother had already lost his memories of the past. Even if the feeling of intimacy is still there, forgetting is just forgetting.

He even bothered to explain when he called his senior brother.

It is obvious that he could call the other party without any scruples, and he was pampered and hurt like that by the other party.

Really annoying……

It seemed that the distance between him and his senior brother had been pulled away all of a sudden.

I really want to...

I want to take my senior brother away, I want to hide my senior brother, I want my senior brother to watch him alone...

No!

A shrill voice sounded in his mind.

Messy pictures began to flash back in my mind.

Dark tones fill the heart.

But Xiao Wutong's distorted expression gradually calmed down.

impossible……

Brother is so kind to him!Senior brother's talent is so high!Brother's personality is so gentle!

He deserves to be seen by all!

Calm down, calm down...

Xiao Wutong took a deep breath quietly.

A huge scene suddenly unfolded in the sky above the Consciousness Sea.

The system was bored watching the host's "father and son" love, and was suddenly blocked by the scene.

It seems to be a huge castle hall. It has experienced a great battle here, and the oppressive atmosphere filled every corner. Broken mechs were scattered everywhere, and all kinds of instruments and equipment were scrapped. The red light keeps flashing.

In the very center of the room, black and white are intertwined, and a blurred figure can be seen indistinctly.

The system froze for a moment, and before it could record the changes in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the image disappeared without a trace.

The Sea of ​​Consciousness showed no signs of erupting, the air was filled with a pleasant atmosphere, and there was nothing abnormal here.

The system doesn't think so.

It dragged out the shallow impression left on the picture from the depths of the program, but it still couldn't see clearly what the person in the center of the light was doing, and how many people there were.

But it does know one thing, the location of this picture is by no means the Lancang Continent, nor any place in the realm of comprehension.

Because although the things on the screen are so old that they have been eliminated for thousands of years, it can still be seen that they come from this world.

When did Xiao Wutong stand here?

What is he doing here again?

The system runs the program at a high speed. It searches all the buildings in the alliance, but none of them can match the one on the screen.

What is this place?

Although the heart has gone through a few reincarnations, in fact, Xiao Wutong only had a blank face for a moment, and then asked nervously: "I just think that the title of Senior Brother is very reliable and very suitable for you. Don't you like it?"

He asked cautiously and expectantly, his pupils flickering.

Qi Chen pursed his lips, the softness in his eyes drowned.

So this is an exclusive title?

It's very comfortable to be called by a boy like that.

"No, I like it," he said, "and I like it when you call me that."

The man's voice came to the ear through the mask, low and full of magnetism, a trace of fascination flashed in Xiao Wutong's eyes, he licked his lips slightly, his eyes lingered on the mask.

Brother's voice is really nice...

I really want to hide my brother's voice...

I really want to...

He blinked, those emotions seemed to have never appeared, leaving no trace of them cleanly, the gloomy past disappeared like a bubble, only his senior brother stood in front of him in white clothes, waiting.

It seems that he has been waiting continuously from the distant Lancang Continent, as long as he turns his head, he can see that solid figure.

It doesn't matter how many difficulties there are, and it doesn't matter how many grievances there are, because the senior brother is standing in front of him.

Xiao Wutong opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly had a desire to confide, wanting to confide all his emotions for a long time to this person.

Tell him how he has been in these years, tell him how many good deeds he has done, how many people he has saved, and how many blessings he has accumulated for him.

Those disguises that supported him along the way disappeared at this moment, and Xiao Wutong seemed to have turned back into the carefree little Wutong in Tianjianmen. In the whole world, there are only seniors and seniors.

He can play and make trouble freely, he can not think about anything, because behind him stands a senior brother who supports him like a big tree and protects him.

Complicated and indistinguishable emotions came to my heart suddenly, Xiao Wutong stood quietly on the spot and looked up at the man, watery light began to glow from the depths of his eyes.

He flattened his mouth, and large drops of water fell from the corners of his eyes.

Like a little milk cat that has been bullied, it is crying and looking for its owner.

"Brother, I was bullied..."

The young man cried aggrievedly, looking extremely pitiful, Qi Chen could only feel that his heart was being grabbed by both hands and tore in all directions.

He took a step unconsciously and stood beside the boy.

"what happened?"

Who dares to bully you.

The killing intent has never been so intense.

Xiao Wutong naturally leaned over, sobbing and talking.

"This morning, I was harassed by a married man!"

"That guy came with great fanfare, and many people saw it!"

"Now everyone knows that I was harassed by a married man!"

The more Qi Chen listened, the darker his pupils became. Terrible emotions were brewing and compacted in the darkness, like a ferocious beast being enraged.

I see!I see!

No wonder his teenager was so angry in the morning!

What a disgusting person would do such a thing!

The image of the married man has already been sketched in his mind, he must be a man with a bald head and a big belly full of shine!

Such a man dares to harass his boy!

Qi Chen wished he could immediately take out his mecha and chop that man into a meat paste!

But now, he can only clumsily imitate the love movies he has only watched a few times, and try his best to comfort the boy.

"Do you want to go to the movies?"

"Huh?" Xiao Wutong looked up at him.

His eyes were wide open, there were still drops of water in the corners of his eyes, and his nose was light pink, like a soft little animal.

The eyes exposed outside the mask seemed a little helpless, but the emotion was fleeting and quickly turned into softness.

"Want to go to the movies?"

Qi Chen asked again.

He thought of many movies, taking the person he likes to the movies, to eat, to sing, always makes the other person happy.

I hope Wutong can also be happy.

Xiao Wutong looked at his senior brother.

Even though it was still covered by the mask, he could still guess that the face was still rigid, just like the other people in the sect commented, like an iceberg.

But deep in those snow-covered pupils, there must be layers of tenderness hidden.

His senior brother is always so caring, always trying to coax him like a child.

That's why he felt that his brother was as warm as his father!

Xiao Wutong suddenly had an impulse in his heart.

He wanted to give his brother something.

"System! I know what song I'm going to sing!"

Aren't you guys discussing whether to go to the movies now?

"Ahh! As expected, senior brother is the best! When you see senior brother, you will know what song to sing!"

Xiao Wutong blinked his eyes, held back the tears that had been squeezed out, and smiled at the corners of his lips.

"I don't want to go to the movies right now."

"Ah."

His senior brother immediately obeyed his words, pampering and pampering almost overflowed from those black pupils.

"But," Xiao Wutong took a deep breath, looking at the man with bright eyes, "I suddenly want to sing!"

The man quietly waited for his next words.

Xiao Wutong's heart was pounding.

"Do you want to hear it?"

There was a violent heartbeat beside my ear, but I was extremely sure in my heart.

He came back to listen.

Because Wutong's senior brother will always satisfy all Wutong's wishes.

His heart throbbed slightly, Xiao Wutong looked forward to looking at the man.

And Qi Chen was also looking at his boy.

On the beautiful cheeks, the blush continued to spread and deepen, and even the two white jade-like earlobes were dyed red.

His young man tried his best to look cheerful and happy, but in his eyes, he was nervous and apprehensive.

How cute he is.

Qi Chen didn't realize that his eyes were full of pampering and connivance.

He stretched out his hand, and the hand that had killed countless insects lightly placed on the young man's fluffy half-length hair.

The weight on the top of the head made Xiao Wutong's rapid heartbeat slowly calm down, but each sound became heavier.

Then he heard a man's deep voice above his head.

"it is good."

Xiao Wutong laughed, he didn't know where his courage came from, he grabbed the man's hand and walked back.

There is a forest near the teaching building. He dragged people to walk into the depths of the forest. He walked faster and faster, almost running.

He didn't stop until there was no one else around.

The century-old trees soared into the clouds, blocking the sunlight under the canopy. In this quiet area, only the two of them existed.

Xiao Wutong licked his lips, his eyes fixed on his senior brother, and he returned to his childhood in a trance.

He once went down the mountain with his senior brother and heard mortals sing operas. At that time, he was still young, and he liked the extremely long and beautiful singing voices so much. When he returned to the mountain, he secretly made himself a colorful "drama costume" ", saving the time of sword practice every day, singing babbling.

Finally one day, he felt that he had sung very well, so he brought his senior brothers and master to listen.

His master told him not to waste time doing such meaningless things.

But his senior brother hugged him, praising those childish and ugly noises.

It was a long, long time ago, so long that it spanned most of Xiao Wutong's life, but it was strange, as long as it was related to his senior brother, he would never forget it.

Xiao Wutong took a deep breath.

His mind went blank.

A large string of simple and relaxed notes floated out from the blank space.

Naturally, it was as if it had been settled in my heart long ago and was carefully cared for by someone, and then at this moment it finally showed its head.

Xiao Wutong started to sing, he was a little nervous, and his clear voice sounded from the depths of his throat with a slight tremor.

Qi Chen could hear the nervousness.

He thought for a while, sat on the ground without hesitation, folded his legs loosely, and looked up at the boy from the bottom up.

It seems that all of a sudden, it has changed from a formal concert to a performance between family members.

Xiao Wutong looked down at his senior brother.

Through the mask, those pitch-black pupils were filled with pampering as they used to be every day.

His singing suddenly became smoother.

"I want to sing it to my brother."

A voice with a smile resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness world.

The system raised its head, and it was keenly aware that this was not a garbage host talking to it.

It's just a reflection of the inner world.

Is it really that pleasant?

The feeling of my daughter being taken away by wild dogs came to my heart again.

The system is blown.

Garbage Mask Man!

Mysteriously trying to lie to his idiot host who doesn't understand anything!

Do you want to continue using mystery as a cover to deceive people?Pooh!Its technology has not lagged so far that even an unknown person can't find it out!

If you don't dig out your true identity, it won't be called the actor cultivation system!

right!Didn't this guy just walk over from the front!The school's monitoring can't be broken anymore!

The world's number one hacker system quickly invaded the school's surveillance network. It was about to retrieve the surveillance video just now, when the screen that was supposed to be intact suddenly went black, and all the images disappeared.

The system immediately sensed the dark power that existed above those monitors.

It's very strange, that's not a method of hackers, but more like some kind of non-scientific force from the outside, forcefully destroying someone's existence.

That power seemed to deliberately not want Xiao Wutong to recognize the real identity of the masked man.

It's like deliberately targeting Xiao Wutong.

It was the first time the system felt this abnormality, but it reacted immediately.

Is this really the first time?

Xiao Wutong has never been a lucky person, he is more like an enmity with this world, since he was born, there has been no good luck.But his own strength is quite strong, no matter how difficult things happen, he can easily solve them.

Just like people are divided into good luck and bad luck, the system only thinks that this is a manifestation of the host's own bad luck.

But this time it was too weird.

What Xiao Wutong wanted to see the most was his senior brother, and this existence was deliberately made to make him unable to recognize him.

The system hastily investigated the monitoring of the entire academy.

Sure enough, just like the TV station, the video involving the identity of the masked man has completely disappeared.

Strangeness arises in my heart.

The system suddenly remembered, with the strength of his host and his dedication to his senior brother, if he knew that the other party was in this world, why never went to find him?

If you don't know that the other person is in this world, why are you so excited to see someone with a similar face?

He had clearly never seen the masked man's face, but how could he judge that the man in the mask belonged to his senior?

All kinds of doubts arose in my heart, but the system did not stop looking for the identity of the masked man.

That existence doesn't want it and the host to know the identity of the masked man, and the protection system must investigate the other party's identity.

Isn't it an unscientific existence!

Don't forget, it's a system!

Even if it is only the most basic system, even if it only has the most basic functions, the system in any novel has no unscientific abilities!

Extract the monitoring, extract the popularity value inside the system, and eliminate a kind of energy on the monitoring...

After almost exhausting the stored energy, a figure appeared faintly on the pitch-black video.

The system saw the man's appearance clearly, and couldn't help but gasped.

That masked man turned out to be...

The gentle, sweet, playful singing echoes in the forest with the breeze, and the rustling of leaves is the only accompaniment.

Xiao Wutong looked at his senior brother, looking directly into the other's eyes through the mask.

He almost had the feeling that he really sang a song now.

Senior brother...his senior brother...

When he was alone, his brother was with him.When he betrayed his relatives, his senior brother accompanied him.When he was crazily self-destructing, his senior brother was with him.

Bit by bit memories of those long years, like diamonds hidden in the gravel, are the only things left in his long life.

His brother...

Qi Chen realized belatedly that this was a song given to him by the boy.

This is something that makes the corners of your lips turn up just thinking about it.

But Qi Chen was not satisfied.

He looks at his teenager.

He was so bright and so talented.

The whole world should know his talent, his beauty.

Of course, everyone now knows that he sings very well, and everyone knows Mr. Feng's name.

But Qi Chen still felt that it was not enough.

In his eyes, everything about the boy is so perfect, so worthy of being liked.

No matter what side he is, Qi Chen thought, no matter what side he is, he should be seen and respected by the world.

Because his youth is so beautiful.

Thinking this way, Qi Chen quietly took out his optical brain and took a picture of his boy.

The young man in the forest, singing softly, is so handsome.

Well, very satisfied.

Click Send.

drop!

This is a signal from a communication message.

The adjutant smiled awkwardly at the glaring professors, and frantically turned on the optical brain.

The sender is Qi Chen.

He immediately clicked on the message, and a photo of the boy popped up immediately.

This is a very handsome young man, he seems to be standing in a forest, with a smile on his brow, his cherry-colored lips are slightly raised, and he can't hide his good mood.

The adjutant knew him.

This is a child with a good personality. Of course, he is also suspected of being the latest courteous object of his family's marshal.

Turned up and down, nothing but this photo.

Why don't you even have half a sentence?Could something be wrong?

The experienced adjutant immediately became vigilant.

"What happened? Was it beaten? Scolded? Kidnapped and disappeared?" He quickly sent back a message, fidgeting and waiting.

Who is the kidnapper?Do you need to mobilize the Ninth Army?How many people will be mobilized?

All kinds of thoughts circled in his mind, and the adjutant couldn't help feeling anxious.

Regardless of the marshal level, he also likes this young man very much and doesn't want to cause trouble to him.

Fortunately, the marshal immediately responded to the message.

"I was not beaten, scolded, or kidnapped."

"I just think he is very good, you should see him."

The professors at the First Comprehensive Academy blinked.

They saw the difficult person who was called the adjutant of the Ninth Army Marshal who trespassed on the campus, turned off his optical brain expressionlessly, and then burst into an extremely bright smile at them.

"This incident is the full responsibility of our marshal. The marshal just said that he is willing to compensate the academy for all losses. Please feel free to ask for as much compensation as the academy needs!"

The professor of financial management carefully reported a number: "6000 million?"

"It's really too little. This can't reflect the Marshal's apology at all!" The adjutant replied word by word, sincere and unusual, "I think the compensation of 600 billion can make up for the loss of your school! Of course, this money will be paid by the Marshal himself. burden!"

"To express his apology!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

Father, mother, good evening!

It's so hard to boil water!

First fill the bucket with water

Then you have to pick up a big pile of firewood and light it

It was as tiring as seeing the master!

But I have poured water and picked up firewood!

hey hey

Light the fire now!

…………

……

QAQ! !

father!mother!

The bucket is on fire! !