Patriarch, he is a wolf fire

"Hello Duke, I am..."

"This is the youngest son in the family..."

There was laughter and laughter in the magnificent hall, true and false, compliments echoed.A perfect smiling face is displayed here.

Some people laughed at Yan Yan, some were courteous, and some even accepted compliments from others with a smile on their faces.

To Reinhardt's...exmmmmmmmm

As the Marshal of the Empire, Reinhardt's status is no less than that of the Emperor of the Empire.Logically speaking, Reinhardt should be surrounded by people who came to compliment him.

However, in fact, where Reinhardt was standing, there were indeed many people peeping not far away, but no one dared to come forward to chat.

It is true that Reinhardt is a marshal, and there are countless people who want to compliment him.But I can't bear it. Reinhardt has a bad reputation and is notoriously unsociable.

So few people go up to touch his bad luck. It's okay if he is funny, but if the other party is offended.Not to mention them themselves, whether the family behind them will exist is another matter.

Gu Qianjun, who was standing leisurely next to Reinhardt, took a fork and stuffed a piece of chocolate cake into his mouth.After smacking his mouth twice, he looked at the expressionless man next to him.

"What? Are you unhappy?" Gu Qianjun glanced around. Although there were many people staring at him, it wasn't too bad, right?

Regarding Gu Qianjun's address to her, Mr. Marshal, who was already very weak, nodded very frankly, expressing that he was in a bad mood.

After poking the pastry on his plate, he stuffed a piece of champagne-colored cake into Reinhardt's mouth.Regardless of the stunned group of upper-class people around.

Gu Qianjun looked at Reinhardt with a smile on his face, and swallowed the cake in his mouth expressionlessly: "How is it? Are you in a better mood now?"

Reinhardt, who was not as irritable as before, nodded, but still had some doubts in his heart: "Where did you learn this?"

"Xingwang." Gu Qianjun stuffed another piece of pastry, and narrowed his eyes happily: "I saw it by accident last time, and said that if I eat something, I will feel better."

Just approaching Reinhardt's side, Sylvia, who was about to come to evacuate, slipped.It was Kankan who stabilized his figure, and did not throw a dog to eat shit in front of the public.

Sylvia: Damn, which devil website is this looking at! ! ! !

Obviously, except for Silvia, the two parties did not feel anything wrong.

"Why do you..." Before Reinhardt finished speaking, there was another noise at the door, and it was still expanding.

Gu Qianjun frowned, obviously not accepting the noise.Sylvia, who was eating cakes with them, had a clear expression on her face: "It seems that the person is coming from such a big formation."

Reinhard, who ignored the noise at the door, once again swallowed the cake that Gu Qianjun stuffed into his mouth expressionlessly.

"Hello." The man in a white robe has a delicate face, looking like a fairy who has already emerged.

It is different from the iron-blooded toughness of Reinhardt, which makes people look daunting.The temperament of the other party is very similar to Gu Qianjun's gentle and jade-like, breezy and elegant.

The slender and white fingers have distinct knuckles, and an antique white paper umbrella is held in her white hand.The red plums depicted on the umbrella surface are lifelike, and the Linghan's proud posture is just right.

Gu Qianjun looked at the hem of the other party's pink clothes: ...Hello...Show!