Intergalactic Era of Gossip

The trial turmoil has come to an end for the time being, but the insect attack on Shell Street is not over yet.

Two full days have passed since parting from Sayers.During this period, the relationship between Yasha and Zongxing dropped to a freezing point again, and Zongxing's battle for the throne took a new turn with the exposure of the "scepter case".

The Yasha people are very dissatisfied with the fact that their national treasure is used as a bargaining chip by the worms. They think it is a kind of provocation. Seoul Street.

As for the attack on the day of the hunting festival, the attack organized by Lan Chong was brought up again.Even the peace-loving Yasha people can't stand it anymore!

Bugs are so annoying, they should be driven back to their home planet!Yasha's army hadn't exercised for a long time, and now it was gearing up.

"We Zongxing people have always disliked conflicts with other countries. These incidents are purely accidental. Let us put aside our prejudices, build a harmonious galaxy together, and be a pair of harmonious and friendly neighbors."

Asha people: "..."

The Zongxing people's political situation is unstable, so they naturally dare not be too tough on the outside world.

——It can be said that it is very cowardly.

The people of Asha are very much in the same mind: fuck your harmony and friendliness!Who believes such nonsense?

When you made up your mind on Asha's scepter, why didn't you hesitate at all!

Don't make trouble, this is the succession condition left by the previous insect king before his death.

Then your former bug king had a lot of ideas!

It would be better if it was just cowardly, but those bugs were not only cowardly, but also extraordinarily stingy.

Several people who are willing to the throne are unwilling to bear the repair costs, apologizing is also evading each other, cowardly, stingy and unable to let go of their body to apologize, the matter has reached a deadlock.

The Asha people demanded to see the sincerity of the apology.

The Zongxing people are full of sincerity, but no one is willing to pay or lose face.

They set their sights on the family of the culprit Sean.

"All of this is the personal behavior of the militant Sean, and Sean's family should pay for it."

The elderly gold-eating worm waved his hand: "No! Get out!"

The insects scattered like birds and beasts.

Then they gathered in front of the door of the Grand Duke's second son - one of Sean's many younger brothers, who already had a certain amount of power and who was also the one who issued a statement to Asha on behalf of the insect star not long ago.

This one should be rich.

The young and promising Mr. Second Son smiled darkly: "People always have to be responsible for their own actions. Sean has long passed the age for others to be responsible for him, not to mention that I have no such obligation at all."

So Zong Xing's attitude is——

"Although I have no money, I sincerely apologize, please don't hit me."

"Of course I can't forgive." Naren's attitude is very clear, "The scepter is the symbol of the empire, what they coveted far exceeded their duty, and even launched two attacks on us. Choosing to forgive at this time will undoubtedly encourage The arrogance of the worm star. Not to mention..."

He hesitated for a moment, then said to his elder brother, "Our chances of winning are great."

His Majesty the Emperor sighed: "I understand the truth."

but……

What did Nalen think of: "Hee Jin still doesn't remember?"

His Majesty the Emperor shook his head: "I found someone to diagnose him a few days ago, and he should be able to recover after taking medicine and treatment on time, but it will take time."

Thinking of Xi Jin's status as a bug star, the two cousins ​​fell into distress at the same time.

After a long while, Nalen asked, "Is there no way to teach the bug star a lesson and avoid the flames of war?"

His Majesty the Emperor was very helpless: "Why don't you go and kill Sean?"

Naren said: "The process of slaughtering is more tragic?"

His Majesty the Emperor held his forehead.

The topic ended without a problem. After the silence, Naren couldn't help but ask, "Where did Sels go?"

Since the last time we parted, Sells had been a mystery, except for the brief terminal communication with him at night, he hadn't even seen anyone.

Unknowingly, His Majesty's eyes became dark.

"Naron...you and Sells, are you really..." He stretched out his hands and gestured, "Is this the case?"

His terminal interface is still stuck in the latest information column. Before Naren came, a certain emperor was watching the rise with relish.

The gesture was simply inexplicable.

The prince calmly said: "Oh, we are reconciled."

"Just make up?"

"Don't you want something else?" asked the prince.

His Majesty the Emperor: "..."

After adjusting his state, His Majesty the Emperor told Nalen in a sincere and earnest manner that the marshal is busy with Zongxing affairs these days.Be back soon!And comfort Nalen to live leisurely in the imperial capital without worrying too much.

Nalen: "..."

He only needs the first half of the answer is enough. As for whether to worry or not, the eldest cousin really worries too much.

Also, what does it mean to live a leisurely life? It sounds really typical of not doing business properly.

Naren, who only got a vague answer from the emperor's mouth, was a little disappointed.After returning, he took the initiative to send a communication request to Sells.

The topic leader of the previous communications has always been Searles. Out of a certain awkward state of mind, he has not found a chance to spit out the question on his lips.

It's a pity that the beep went on for a long time, and the person on the other side didn't pick it up.

Watching the screen gradually darken, Naren's heart sank.

He thought to himself, forget it, the other party is probably busy.By eight o'clock, Sells should call himself.

Time passed for a long time. When night fell and it was eight o'clock, there was still no movement at the terminal.At this time, he remembered the communicator that had been silent for a long time.

Speaking of which, it seems that Sells hasn't harassed "Lan Bug" for a long time.

When he turned on the communicator, he found that the latest news was a message about "Missing" that he helped edit. After that, Sells disappeared completely.

Nalen: "..."

Thanks to Searles' flirtatious hooking up with Doni some time ago, his attitude has changed a lot in just a few days.

He had an inexplicable sense of sympathy for the desolation.Whether it is Duny or himself, it is inevitable that he will be left out in the cold by Sells.

And he was a little disappointed about it.

That night, Nalen fell asleep an hour later than usual.

The yawning Prince with tears welling up in the corners of his eyes couldn't resist the drowsiness, clutching the communicator in one hand and the terminal in the other, he fell asleep on the bed with his head tilted.

At night, the Sharvi house was quiet, except for a few attendants on duty, everyone fell asleep.

The dusty Marshal sneaked all the way and easily broke into Nalen's room.

He closed the door, took off his military cap and put it on the table, and walked slowly to the bed.

The young man lying on the quilt with frowning eyes seemed to be in a deep sleep. The loose silk pajamas were opened halfway, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the curly hair was slightly upturned, making him look extremely lazy.

The marshal noticed the two things in Nalen's hand, and couldn't help a smile from the corner of his mouth. He took off his gloves, stretched out his index finger, and quietly fiddled with a few curls at the end of Nalen's hair. After pinching, he went all the way up , slowly move to the back neck.

When he rushed back to the imperial capital, he had already returned to his residence, but driven by his mood, by the time he realized it, he had already arrived at the gate of Sharvi's house.

At this time, Naren must have fallen asleep.

However, just going back like this makes people really unwilling.

"Ugh……"

If he knew that he would be in the current situation because of that cup of wine, he would refuse to attend the princess dinner no matter what.Then take the person into your arms in a normal, passionate pursuit.

But now... Even if it's because of the drug problem, he still has the suspicion of coercion, not to mention that Nalen is still very easily angered.Sells had to slow down and approach the opponent patiently step by step, for fear of accidentally scaring the opponent away and scaring him away.

But now, he felt that his patience was running out.

The closer you get to each other, the more you can't control yourself.Reason made him restrain himself to comfort himself with a short hug, but emotion told him that it was not enough, he wanted more.

His eyes fell on the thin lips that revealed endless lies, and the slightly opened appearance after falling asleep looked like a delicacy waiting to be tasted, seducing him with a silent and reserved gesture.

Sells tightened his grip on the back of the neck, and found that the other party was breathing calmly, showing no signs of waking up.

The usually proud prince is being pinpointed by him at this moment, and he is sleeping soundly without knowing anything about human affairs. I am really sorry for myself if I don't do anything.

The marshal only thought for a second before making a decision.

He leaned down, leaned into his slender neck, and sniffed it lightly. The smell after bathing was very clean.

At this time, the person on the body suddenly moved uncomfortably, and Sells immediately stopped the movement. After a few seconds, he found that the other person was still breathing smoothly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really not honest to fall asleep.

Ever since he knew that Nalen was Doni, Searles had been secretly working on restoring the memory of that night.Now it has achieved results, but it also made him more anxious.This little liar doesn't care about anything, and is extremely conflicted.

No matter how strong Searce's inner desire was, he wanted to keep him from uttering a single lie or sarcasm like that night, but the fact was that he could only endure.

He has been patient.

When the tip of his nose touched the bare skin, he touched it lightly with his lips and tongue, and slowly moved away. The warm breath sprayed on the cheeks and ears of the person under him, until he finally tasted the long-lost delicacy, he slowed down his breathing, and gently crushed the skin. Grinding, trying to open her tightly pursed thin lips.

His patience has long been honed very well.

Controlling the strength, like an invisible molester, carefully kissing the beloved.

The ignorant were led to open their mouths.

After a long time, he noticed that Naryn's breathing was gradually becoming short, and Seers withdrew in time, watching silently for a long time in the darkness.

He seemed to sigh, and said softly: "Go to sleep, baby. I can see you tomorrow in a fair manner."

The only response to him was still the sound of breathing.

This incident of stealing incense silently comforted him to a large extent. After returning to his senses, the satiated Marshal felt that he had the patience and motivation to continue to consume this little liar again.

I slept so soundly.

He tidied up the scene of the "crime" with a smile, put on his gloves and military cap, and before he left, he couldn't help but leaned over and nibbled the ear of the person on the bed, and then tucked him in the quilt considerately.

As for the possibility of Nalen pretending to be asleep?

The marshal thought to himself, if Naryn woke up, he would rush up to fight him immediately.

Taking advantage of the night, the uninvited guest of Sharvie's house left quietly.

The moment the door closed, a pair of green eyes opened at the same time.

The "sleeping youth" Nalen opened his clear and bright eyes, and slowly covered his face.