The Young Marshal took out his mobile phone, picked his eyebrow, and his eyes fell on her face. "Call me?"

"Well, aunt Anning asked me to urge you. You can't let political commissar song wait for them for a long time."

The Young Marshal turned his head sideways and said to the lobby manager, "you can go back."

"Yes, yes, yes." The lobby manager turned and left quickly.

As soon as the man left, the Young Marshal took two steps forward and was about to go to Xiaobai. Xiaobai turned around, pushed open the private room door, smiled at the elders inside and said, "here comes the Young Marshal."

Young Shuai Jun's face sank in an instant. Xiaobai stood in the door and looked at him with an unknown face, "young Shuai, come in quickly."

Young Marshal: "

Yun Xiaobai, you really deserve beating!

Walking into the private room, I saw Rong Shao with a good play on his face and Luo Anning with sympathy on his face. Finally, I smiled at his political commissar song and song Xinying with eyes

Young Marshal is not in a beautiful mood. He doesn't even bother to smile.

Strode over, ignored song Xinying's expectation, sat down next to Xiaobai, grabbed Xiaobai's water cup and drank it.

Xiaobai quickly whispered to stop him, "Young Marshal, you drank wrong! This is what I drank..."

"Oh, really." The Young Marshal didn't care. He drank all the water before returning the cup to her.

Song Xinying looked at the interaction between them and heard that they were childhood sweethearts, but... Is this feeling a little too good?

Sharing a cup... Does it seem too intimate?

The Young Marshal secretly stared at Rong Shao, who pulled his hind legs to make him stumble. This beam has come to an end!

"Xiaoshuai." Political commissar song spoke.

The Young Marshal nodded slightly. "Didn't political commissar song go to the military exercise? Why did he have time to eat in s city?"

Before political commissar song spoke, song Xinying said, "Young Marshal, my father and I are concerned about your injury, so I came to see you and had dinner with my uncle and aunt. How are you recovering from your injury?"

When song Xinying said this, Rong Shao and Luo Anning's eyes fell on his son's face. Fortunately, the Young Marshal lied, "it's just a small injury. It's not in the way for a long time. I'm not exaggerating the injury. I take a few days off to accompany my parents."

Song commissar smiled and praised him, "ha ha, Xiaoshuai is really a filial child."

"That's my mother's good education."

In a word, he put all the credit on Luo Anning, and let Luo Anning feel very good when he heard it, "you child, you are sweet."

Rongshao couldn't see that the mother and son were tired of it. "Don't just chat and eat."

After dinner and a few drinks, political commissar song finally told the purpose of his trip to s city.

"Yan boy, I'm here to strengthen my daughter's courage." Political commissar Song said this and looked at Song Xinying reluctantly. "My daughter likes Xiaoshuai very much. She ran after him for three years. No, she took me to see him when she learned that Xiaoshuai went home to recuperate from injury. These two children are not young anymore. If it's appropriate, I mean, let them meet everywhere first..."

Rong Shao echoed, "yes, Xiaoshuai is not young. It's time to start a family."

The hand under Xiaobai's desk clenched tightly. After a while, she bent her lips, "sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he stood up and went out.

Xiaobai's front foot just went out, and the Young Marshal couldn't sit still. He stood up and looked at the door, but he said to the people, "excuse me."

Without waiting for the public to react, he left the table and chased out.

After they went out, political commissar song felt that the atmosphere was wrong and hesitated for a moment. "Are these two children...?"