After using breakfast quietly, Ruian silently wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and said, "I'm full."

He is now very skillful in using knife and fork, and he can control two slender chopsticks easily. His eating movements are gentle and beautiful, and occasionally one or two crisp chewing sounds, which makes people feel very appetizing.

Chu Yuwen thought again that if Ruian went to do food broadcasts, the anchors in the entire food area would be unemployed.

Of course, he would not let his wife show up.

It was not because of possessiveness that although he was in a high position, his situation was not optimistic. The royal nobles, including most people in the cabinet, wanted him to die, not to mention other forces that were eyeing him. They could not do anything to him and would hit the people close to him.

This is the same thing as Yan Weiliang has not married for many years. First, he has heavy responsibilities and has no intention of shouldering the responsibility of a family, and second, he does not want to get another innocent person into the political whirlpool and is always on guard against danger.

In the past, Chu Yuwen had no relatives, so he had no weaknesses. He didn't like being controlled.

But now he has Ryan.

Ryan may not be that important... He was just a suspicious spy. His failure to disclose his identity means he didn't take Ryan seriously at all, and just wanted to use a bait to lure the snake out of the hole.

It's not to protect him.

Chu Yuwen's eyes fell on Ruian who was lying on his head to eat. Ruian noticed his gaze and raised his beautiful eyes, with a confused look: "Sir... do I have something on my face, too?"

Chu Yuwen asked Ruian what he said before, but Ruian asked back intact.

Chu Yuwen laughed briefly: "No, it's just that my Ryan is so cute that I was stunned."

Ruian was stunned for a moment, his face slowly turned red into an apple, and he continued to bury his head and not speak.

Even though he had just wiped his mouth and said he was full.

It's so shy that it makes people laugh.

A minute later, Ryan suddenly whispered: "Sir, I saw you lose your mind before because of your handsomeness."

Yan Weiliang would not miss any opportunity to show off his favorable feelings. If flattery could make Chu Yuwen take a little precaution against him, he could say eight hundred words of praise in a row without repeating them.

Chu Yuwen's heart was a little softer.

He had heard countless praises, and what he said from Ryan seemed to be particularly nice.

Well, he admits that Ryan is a little important.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The two slag A's each ulterior motive was turned into a bond between the couple.

Ryan put down his knife and fork.

Chu Yuwen asked, "I'm really full this time?"

It was obviously an ostrich move that he had finished eating before teasing Ryan but was shy about eating again and avoiding the topic.

Ryan's expression, which had just returned to normal, turned red again.

He nodded and whispered: "Yeah."

Yan Weiliang hated him so much why he wanted to give himself a shy and shy character.

His Highness, the Third Prince, was steady and introverted by nature, but later his temperament became increasingly cold, and few things could arouse his emotions.

Smile is not because of pleasure but mockery, sadness is not because of sadness but acting. He has never had any real feelings. People who are turning upside down in the political rights center of the first district must always be used to wearing masks on their faces.

The boy who once avenged his grudges finally had a false time. He had already trained himself to become an acting emperor, blushing when he said blushing, and shy when he said he was shy, but the frequency was too high, which made him a little impatient.

A weak life can always make the strong desire to protect and some perverts desire to destroy. Yan Weiliang admitted that Chu Yuwen is not a pervert. In addition to their hostile position, their three views are still very consistent, otherwise they would not become young confidants.

He knew that Chu Yuwen always had mercy on the weak.

The ruthless Marshal was not a truly ruthless man. His ruthlessness was only directed to the enemy. He hated the nobles who were greedy and lustful, and respected outstanding opponents. He looked down on poor and lazy civilians, but liked hardworking and down-to-earth people. He could calmly say to hundreds of thousands of Zerg captives: "When you have no mercy, you don't blink your eyes, and you will also order the striding meteors when patrolling the lower three zones where the soil is barren and almost no grass grows: "Stop - you have a flower under your feet, don't step on it."

He has a cruel tenderness.

Yan Weiliang knew Chu Yuwen, so he chose to play a gentle and harmless boy to approach him.

It's really too gentle and harmless.

No one knows what Ruian, who was blushing at this moment, thought.

Yan Weiliang thought: He really doesn't need to pretend to blush.

Not shy, but annoyed.

When he thought that he would play this kind of dodder-like role for a long time, he wanted to hold a knife and stab Chu Yuwen to death.

His Highness the Third Prince is also a gentle person to the weak.

But he is by no means a weak person.

"Sir." Ryan hesitated for two seconds and mustered up the courage, "Can I go out for a walk today?"

"Stay at home..." Ryan stuttered, "I'm bored."

Chu Yuwen thought of the scene he had seen on Ailly's surveillance. The boy had been waiting for him to come back since he left home in the morning, waiting from morning to night. His lonely appearance was really unbearable.

Although he later intentionally took some more time to accompany Ryan, his time was limited. During the whole day he worked in the military, Ryan was stuck at home, which was indeed boring.

"Yes. But I still have a job and can't accompany you." Chu Yuwen looked at him apologetically, "I'll let the guards follow you, can you?"

"Can't you do it?" Ryan imagined a scene of being surrounded by a bunch of people, and probably wouldn't be at ease when walking around the street. "I'm not used to a large group of people following me."

"Then let them stay away from your sight." Chu Yuwen said, "This is to protect your safety."

Ruian said "ah": "But I have never encountered danger when I went out before. The security in the first area is much better than in the fourth area, so it shouldn't be..."

Chu Yuwen looked at him: "Ruian, your status is different now. Under normal circumstances, the Marshal's wife needs first-level martial law to travel and all the places are cleared. Even if you are traveling in plain clothes, you must have sufficient security."

Ryan thought for a while: "But no one knows my identity."

Chu Yuwen said: "Many people are inquiring about your identity."

Ryan stopped talking and said reluctantly: "Okay."

That really brought the fear, restraint and unaccustomed to the performance of a civilian boy who had just entered the aristocratic class to life.

"Good boy." Chu Yuwen gave him a good morning kiss, "Good morning."

The lips fell on the forehead and were about to part.

Today's aristocrats are popular with veneer gifts and hand kisses, and they can even kiss a stranger's face. Such a good morning kiss is really not a close contact.

Ruian's eyes flashed, and he kissed Chu Yuwen on the face for the first time.

The soft touch made Chu Yuwen's dark golden eyes slightly surprised. Although kissing his forehead and cheeks was a normal move, his daily good morning kiss was more like comforting a child. But the shy Ryan never responded.

This is the first time.

Ryan put down his tiptoe and said gently: "Good morning, sir. Wait for you to come back."
Chapter completed!