It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

Luo Bin's task today is to **** the little guy to the Emperor Xingyu to see the Wang daughter. It is said that the Wang daughter can only lie in bed during the time of her serious injury. Therefore, she has a bad temper. He used to play the piano for him.

During this time, the noble warlords who have responded to the order of the emperor have successively arrived in the star field near the emperor star. Of course, their fleet cannot enter the star area of ​​the Emperor Star without the permission of the Emperor. Although the commander of the Miya family was nominally Marshal Yujia of the royal family, but because the Marshal was too old and difficult to work, most of the affairs were specifically responsible for Major General Troll.

Therefore, during this time, the major general was also quite busy, and his direct reports were so busy that Via had both dark circles coming out, and he did n’t know how many days and nights he did n’t sleep. Mute's trouble.

As the only exception to His Majesty Major General Troll, Robin is very leisurely. As a general who only screams with his subordinates as hungry wolves in battle, he organizes operations and deploys strategies. In terms of logistics and preparation, no one expected him to help.

Naturally, the task of escorting Mute to see the Queen's Daughter was left to him.

Major Redhead is extremely satisfied with this task.

Anyway, the king girl called Mute. Without the call, he cannot enter the palace, so he only needs to be responsible for sending and receiving people at the gate of the palace. In the middle, he can play as he pleases. Looking at Via, they were so busy, and he himself could run around the emperor star. Don't be too beautiful on this day ~

Therefore, Robin, who had a ghost in his heart, deliberately blew his hair and sprayed perfume before turning off.

After feeling that he was so handsome, he appeared contentedly in front of Mute.

"What, handsome?"

Looking at the tall, sturdy, and macho body wrapped in a black-silvered military uniform reflected in a silver-white metal wall, Robin asked himself feeling good.

"general."

The teenager who can figure out what this guy wants to do after going to Emperor Star can answer blankly.

"Well, you are jealous."

Looking at the little chicken's weak chicken body, Robin snorted.

"As long as he is a normal-looking man, he can still wear it in black." Mute continued to express expressionlessly. "Ancient earth once said that a woman is beautiful in a white dress, and a man is handsome in black. So, A man with a shaved head who still feels handsome is really handsome, and a man who is popular in white is really handsome. "

He glanced up and down Robin. "What do you think you look like when you shave your head in white?"

Robin: "........."

He really subconsciously supplemented the effect of wearing a white military uniform with his head naked.

...

The red-haired major touched the goosebumps on his arm, and the picture of the brain supplement was so beautiful that he suddenly wanted to thank the imperial uniform designer who designed this handsome military uniform with black background and silver pattern from the bottom of his heart.

One hand reached over and rubbed Mute's head.

He raised his eyes and naturally saw the handsome face of Major General Black Hair who did not know when he came. I don't know why, he looked at Major General's silk-like delicate lacquered black hair and couldn't help but want to make up for the appearance of Major General without hair ...

Three seconds later, the teenager covered his face.

Brain supplementation failed. In the face of such a delicate face that is perfect at every angle, there is no way to brain supplement the defected face that has become a work of art. It feels that the brain supplementation will definitely be condemned.

"Robin."

"Yes ~ BoSS, what do you command?"

"Stay at the door until people come out."

One major general's sentence was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and Robin was stunned.

Instantly dumbfounded, Robin looked blankly at BoSS who was still touching Mute's head. He opened his mouth and tried to fight for it, but he had not had time to speak, and Major General's narrow phoenix glanced coldly. With a glance at him, he wilted and closed his mouth without a break.

The teenager looked up at Major General Troll, not knowing why. Since that incident, Major General has particularly liked touching his head. He also tried rubbing his own hair. The hand feels very ordinary. It is not much different from others except it is a little softer. Compared to the major general, the silky silky lacquered black hair is much worse in touch. .

The major general saw that he kept looking at himself and lowered his head.

As soon as Major General bowed his head, Mute suddenly remembered that Major General bowed his head in front of Via's face and kissed his face a few days ago. There still seemed to be the touch of that flexible lip falling on his face. He suddenly jumped his heart. His face was hot and he hid backwards.

His refusal made Major General Troll stunned.

Looking at the major general looking at his blue eyes, Mute only felt that his breathing was a little quick, and he took a step back in a panic, and looked away from the good-looking face.

"I'm leaving."

The teenager said, then bowed slightly and saluted, turned and hurried toward the landing ship.

Behind him, the major black-haired man frowned as he watched the back of him leaving quickly.

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When Mute came to the gate of the magnificent palace, the long-awaited daughter had already sent his familiar baby-faced maid out to pick him up.

The little maid saluted him respectfully, and then turned to take him in. Mute was about to follow, and suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned to look at the door. The red-haired major who stood at the gate under the stairs looked at him. Although he was very straight and military-like, his eyes were full of murmur.

Mute shook his head.

Do not die. If it weren't for the horrible horror that erupted before you set out, how could a major general add that sentence.

After sympathizing with Robin a little at the bottom of his heart, Mute turned his head decisively, throwing Robin who watched him resentfully behind him, and quickly followed the baby-faced maid into the gorgeous palace.

This majestic palace is too big. In order to maintain the antique beauty and no teleportation device, it can only be walked on foot. Mute followed the maid for almost half an hour before finally arriving at the residence of the king's daughter. The residence of the queen's daughter is on the side behind the royal palace, which covers an amazingly large area, and is exquisite and luxurious everywhere. Mute had just reached the wide turquoise lawn, and a dark shadow suddenly came over, and fell to his feet all at once.

A beautiful black fur shined in the sun, and the half-height black panther walked around Mute, then squatted aside.

It squatted there, and did not come over, with its head up, ice-blue eyes like gemstones staring at Mute, with a cold stare, and looked indifferent in every way.

Seeing it, Mute couldn't help but take a sip of it, grabbed it in the thick, dark fur, and was immediately satisfied. Caesar was still squatting still, as if she didn't care, but the thick and long tail that fluttered behind it exposed its mind at the moment.

After being rubbed for a long time by Mute, it still couldn't help it, raised his huge head, and nipped at Mute's neck.

The black tail flickering behind it shook it a few more times, and then wrapped around the ankle of the boy. The ice-cold blue eyes, which were still cold the moment before, narrowed slightly at the moment, revealing a sense of enjoyment.

Mute held Caesar on the grass for a long time, and the baby-faced maid stood with her head tilted aside, and did not dare to urge him, and did not dare to stop Lord Caesar, and had to wait obediently. Fortunately, Mute just held Caesar for a few minutes, and then she woke up.

"be good."

He rubbed the thick black fur and said to the black panther who had stood up and circled him.

"I'm going to see your master first, and I'll come and play with you later."

The ice-blue eyes stared at the boy for a while, and the black panther turned his head and walked towards the lawn where the end could not be seen.

When entering the queen's dormitory, Mute did not directly see the prince Salome.

In the gorgeous room, the white veil hangs down from the roof, covering the huge carved jade bed on the side of the palace. The foot of the bed exposed under the white down duvet is round and smooth, and the whole white snow is translucent.

Mute could only faintly see a shadow from the layers of tulle, the figure was quietly lying on the huge jade bed, and could not hear any sound. He was led to a round platform by a handsome attendant. The piano, so clean that no dust could be seen, was quietly sitting on a spiral-shaped round table, as if waiting for his arrival.

Taking another look at the figure behind the tulle, Mute stepped up.

Soon, brisk notes like a trickling stream sounded in this quiet dormitory, as if the brook surrounded the river, and the jumping crisp notes were scattered around, as if one by one the fine fluorescent light sprinkled into the night.

Beautiful music drives away darkness, brings light, drives away silence, and brings joy to notes.

A song is over, as if the lively music is still flowing in the empty palace.

One hand was gently pressed on the back of Mute's hand, and the fingers were soft and white.

The boy paused and looked up subconsciously. The waterfall-like blond hair was scattered in front of him, and the prince standing beside him looked at him with a smile, a delicate and beautiful face, even if pale.

Mute, who habitually immersed herself in the piano at the beginning, did not notice when the queen girl who had been lying quietly on the bed came to him.

The Queen Salome sat down beside him, her shiny blond hair slipped from her naked snow-white shoulders, and the Queen's cheeks were a bit sickly pale, but she became more delicate, pale skin Pathological beauty.

Her long fingers gently pressed a key, and a note sounded.

"Sure enough, you play better."

The corner of the pale red lips rose slightly, and said the prince staring at the white keys under her fingers.

"Are you okay? At that time, I think you seem to be seriously hurt ..."

"Not that heavy."

The queen said calmly, pressing a key again, listening to the sound.

She said understatement.

"Heavier injuries than this ... not once or twice."

As a prince and future heir of the empire, she never knew how many attacks she had experienced since she was a child. She could survive more severe injuries than this one, not to mention that this injury was calculated by herself, though It looks serious, but it doesn't hurt at all.

She said, "Relax, it didn't hurt you."

Mute lowered his gaze, and he saw the apparently slightly sunken silhouette of the queen's waist, and the weird curve that seemed to be missing there.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the king daughter, and whispered.

"But ... do you hurt?"

It must be very painful, he thought, how could it not hurt if a piece of flesh was blown out on the waist and abdomen?

"..."

The daughter of Wang Wang put a finger on the snow-white keyboard, and her golden hair was scattered on her cheek. She fixedly looked at the keyboard in front of her, and her eyes stared for a moment.

The first time someone asked her this way.

[Do you hurt? 】

Ever since she was small, no one has ever asked her this sentence, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

She looked at the black and white keys in front of her. The cold touch of the keys came from her fingers. The slender eyelashes dropped down and moved slightly, as if the wings of a butterfly were shaking.

The teenager sat beside her, separated by a fist. She didn't turn her head to look. She didn't know what kind of eyes the teenager looked at her.

She just suddenly remembered that day, the first time when she was injured in the attack, also in this gorgeous room, still young, she was lying on that delicate white bed, in the bright light, soft and thin The veil fluttered lightly, and she watched the most noble man in the universe standing beside her bed, and the golden scepter in her hand reflected the sunlight coming out of the window, and it was dazzling.

The man stood by the bed and looked down at her.

Salome, you are the prince of the empire and the heir to the future of the empire.

The man with the golden scepter looked down at her and said so.

At any time, no matter what happened, the slightest look of weakness could not be revealed. Because as long as you expose a little, the countless wolves and beasts that are waiting beside the royal family will come over and stab your belt and bones clean.

When I pressed a few keys with my fingers, I heard a few pleasant notes, and Princess Salome raised her head, and her golden hair fell from her milky white skin.

She looked sideways at the teenager around her, and Peach's eyes curved into a shallow arc.

"pain."

She said with a smile, raising her head slightly, and pure blonde hair passed her raised eyes.

"You stay here and play the piano for me every day, I won't hurt."

She said that her voice, as usual, was a little joking, like a joke.

"But if you really do that, Major General Troll will come to the door and smash the door of the imperial prince."

At the beginning, when Wang Deng said that it was painful, Mute was still stunned, thinking about how to comfort the talents, but did not expect the words to turn around. The next words of Wang Deng showed a clear sense of ridicule. It looks like a joke.

"Cough." The boy coughed unnaturally. "Major General, he wouldn't be so presumptuous ..."

At the end of the day, Mute himself had no confidence.

I do n’t care how to ignore the daughter-in-law of Wang Wang, so you do n’t have to do anything so arrogant. It ’s not a big deal for a major general to find such a thing.

Difficult to answer this topic, Mute simply reached out and picked up the light cyan juice, which was placed next to it, in a transparent glass, and the ice cube hit a crisp sound.

The blonde prince tilted her head and watched him drink juice.

She saw the child take a sip of light cyan juice, and the translucent liquid stained his lips. The color of his lips was light pink, and the lines were soft, like the color of the green buds that just bloomed in spring. At this moment it was stained by the liquid, smudged a bit, and a little red, like the traces of the buds slightly opening under the dew.

The Wang Nu propped her hand on the piano stand, propped her head, and turned to watch Mute take another sip.

"I'm curious. How about Major General Troll's bed?"

With a snorting noise, Mute spurted out a sip of juice. Fortunately, he turned his head in time before spraying out, and the juice sprayed on the ground, but not on the piano.

He was coughing desperately, a childish face did not know whether it was stingy or because of others, it turned red like a fire.

Looking at the teenager with red ears and red coughing in front of her eyes, Princess Salome raised her eyebrows.

"Not yet? He's patient," she continued. "Should we take the kiss?"

Just a little relieved, the young girl coughed violently as soon as Wang Wang's words came out.

"Ah, that." He coughed his neck red. "This, this thing, cough!"

He was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Suddenly there appeared on that planet, the man's heavily pressed lips, the breathless touch when he was raging in his mouth ... it was not a kiss!

He wanted to say that, but couldn't say it.

"That's great, John."

The prince, who had understood everything from his expression, said that when the two got along, she always called the name John, and Mute protested once after being ineffective and she was too lazy to care.

The king girl tilted her head and looked at him with an envious look. She said, "I have tried to kiss him several times without success."

Mute: "........."

Wouldn't it be embarrassing for you to say such things directly to Her Royal Highness?

Would I turn my head and shoot me for the crime of leaking royal secrets?

"Well, Major Troll's lips, I don't know how many people thought about it, of course, including me, but no one succeeded."

The righteous and candid king girl showed an expression of regret, as if looking at the delicious food away from her.

The teenager said with a grimace that he really did not understand the mind of a woman who could say such a word straight.

A ding, it was the crisp sound of the pressed keys, accompanied by the beautiful voice of the king girl as she was singing.

"[You see, how weird the moonlight is. You would think it was like a dead woman, reaching for her shroud.]"

"[I will kiss your lips, and I will use my teeth as if biting a ripe fruit.]"

"[Let me kiss it, your lips.]"

Mute stunned for a moment, and soon reacted. That was the story he called Salome when she first met King Salome. He didn't expect the princeess to live so long, and he clearly remembered the words in the story.

The blonde prince looked over at him, her crimson lips provoked a smile, and the slightly raised peach eyes leaked a little charming trace.

"Look, should I, like‘ she ’, ask the father and ask him to give me the head of Major General Troll?”

The teenager stood up suddenly.

"Her Royal Highness!"

The stool behind him was knocked over by his leg because he stood too fast and eagerly, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Mute looked at Wang Nv's eyes, and her heart beat terribly. At first he thought it was another joke of the king girl, but the lips of the king girl's lips were too terrible. The crimson was like the color of the hot flame jumping and burning.

Perhaps because his expression was too dignified, Queen Salome chuckled.

"Naturally impossible, but the man of my own choice will naturally not do anything to hurt him."

As she said that, she pressed her fingertips gently against her crimson lips.

"But I still want to kiss his lips."

She turned her head side by side, and instantly became a young girl admiring her sweetheart.

"I want to kiss his lips, what should I do?"

She said so, her gaze fixed on the face of the already overwhelmed teenager.

"You kissed his lips."

Princess Salome looked at the light-colored lips slightly stretched because she was at a loss. She looked up, put one hand on the keyboard, and stretched out one hand to pinch the standing young man's neck.

Her fingers gently slid over Mute's neck, pulling him down, and she lifted her eyes to look at the arc of Mute's peach eyes, which was extremely charming.

She said, "So, as long as I kiss your lips, that's all."

Mute was already aggressive.

Is this the king's daughter to use him as an indirect kiss?

I always feel wrong.

By the time he reacted from the persecution, the delicate and beautiful face was close enough, he could almost see the movement of Wang Dv's eyelashes.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the crimson lips that were about to touch each other, which were slightly plump lips, the winding lines were extremely soft, like ripe cherries, with a tantalizing tinge of red.

Suddenly, a very thin lip jumped into his head, and that lip was often curled, with sharp lines, and the extremely pale color made it look like the sharpness of the blade.

Almost reflexive, he raised his hand and took hold of Wang's shoulder, pushing her hard away from him.

His breathing was short, caused by panic. At this moment, his brain was a little messy, and it was not all because the daughter wanted to kiss him by his lips.

He didn't understand why he remembered the man's lips at this moment.

The shoved Wang Nu looked at the look of panic on her teenager's face. There was no anger on her face, but she raised an eyebrow. Her expression was like playing with this childish child in front of her, and she had an indifferent look after being exposed.

With a smile, she stood up.

"Okay, stop playing."

She shrugged and said, her face showing regret as if she had lost her toy.

Then she glanced at the huge pale cyan hourglass in the corner of the palace. In the pale cyan glass, the pure gold sand fell from the narrow neck.

"Time's up," she said, looking at the hourglass that was littered with golden sand. "Get back."

It was an unquestionable voice, a command of the king's daughter, and no one could disobey it.

The handsome attendant guarding the door stepped forward quickly, and asked Mutter to leave here.

The young man in a daze left here with his handsome attendant, but he could not help but look back before leaving.

He saw in the empty dormitory, the girl with one hand resting on the keys of the piano, standing quietly beside the piano, her figure slender and beautiful, reflecting the sunlight falling from the skylight.

There was no sound. The grand palace was terribly quiet. Although it was gorgeous to the extreme, it was empty everywhere.

A ding, it was the sound of the key pressed by Wang Nu's fingers. This crisp note echoed in the palace, but it became more and more cold.

Long blond hair fell from her snow-white shoulders, and Mute saw the queen girl standing quietly beside the piano, her expression calm but calm, and it was a consistent but unoffended stance of the queen girl.

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When the landing ship left Emperor Star, Mute couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The sudden words and actions of the king's daughter really startled him. She never told Caesar that she would go for it before leaving , And hurriedly left Robin.

Sitting on a metal seat, a light curtain floating in front of his eyes shone lightly on his face, and the teenager rubbed his temples.

He really didn't know what the prince thought, even if he wanted to kiss indirectly, he couldn't find him a living person, let alone he and Major General kissed once.

Thinking of it, Mute felt a little hot on her cheeks.

He suddenly remembered it. It seemed more than once. When Major General rejected Professor Terry's granddaughter on the grounds that he liked men, it seemed to touch the lips without rubbing him ... and he was lethargic not long ago At that time, the man's tongue gently licked from the corner of his lips ... touched the corner of the lips, is it a kiss?

As soon as those things emerged from the memory, it was unusually clear. He even had the feeling that the major general's lips had just been rubbed from his cheek. He subconsciously covered one half of his face with only one hand, and felt that the place where the palm was pressed was astonishingly hot. I don't know how much his blush is now.

"Little guy, are you sick again?"

Robbin just stood next to the subordinate who drove the landing ship and watched the ship take off and leave Emperor Star before he came to Mute.

At first glance, the little guy covered his face with his head bowed, and the other half of the cheek exposed became red, and he immediately leaned down nervously, wrapping his hands on Mute's shoulder, and touched Mute's with his forehead. Forehead.

The abnormal heat made him snor.

Oops, you have to use a medical kit to cool down this little guy. Otherwise, send the sick little guy to BoSS and send him away. Is he still alive?

Major Redhead thought so in his heart, and the teenager who was touched by Robin for the forehead was staring at him.

The man shrugged his shoulders, his face touching his face, he could almost feel the touch of the man's breath passing his tip of the nose ... the same as what Major General did to him before leaving Ishtar.

At that time, looking at the handsome face that came closer, his heart beating violently, suddenly a little nervous, and subconsciously avoided the major general.

He thought it was because he was not used to being so intimate with others.

But now, Robin has done even a bit more intimacy than Major General, but he has no touch, and even feels that this is normal and not a big deal, let alone any awkward and nervous mood.

why?

The teenager was a little lost.

Is it because the major general has kissed him that he has overreacted to the major general?

Thinking about this, Mute tried to make up for the scene where Robin kissed himself ...

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The boy covered his face in pain, and his cheeks that had just been hot red faded instantly.

Mom's mental retardation!

Mute, who made up for the terrible scene, scolded herself like this.

Mute's flushed, white and painful appearance made Robin on the side nervous, and quickly took out the smart medical bag in the landing ship and buckled it on Mute's wrist.

He knew very well that, given his family's fascination with the child, if something happened to him in his own hands, he would basically write a will.

Fortunately, as Mute's mood gradually calmed down and his complexion became normal again, Robin felt relieved that the medical kit had played a role.

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By the time he returned to Ishtar, it was too late. According to the soldier on duty, Major General Troll had returned to the room.

Originally thinking that during this time, the major general was too busy to meet, and Mute, who was still slowly, could not hesitate, but couldn't help but panic.

calm.

He warned himself.

Just behave as before.

He tried to warn himself.

The reason why he was approached by the major general was nervous because the major general's face was so good-looking. As a straight boy who likes girls, he also felt super beautiful.

He repeated this sentence three or four times in his heart, then took a deep breath, feeling that he had calmed down, and then entered the door.

Huh!

The heart, which had just calmed down, beat hard, hitting his chest heavily.

The teenager felt that his heart was in danger of exploding at this instant.

Major General Troll sat on the silver sofa, as he always did.

Narrow Phoenix eyes glanced at Mute when he entered the door. He stood up and stepped on the ground with his long legs in casual trousers.

The lacquered black hair, which seemed to hear the snoring sounds when it slipped, was scattered in the corner of the man's micro-hook, forming a sharp contrast with the snow-like skin of the man.

The white shirt loosened the neckline, revealing a trace of clavicle, and the dark hair tip slid down the neckline, sandwiched between the white skin and the shirt.

The snow-white trousers also tightly outline the full muscle traces of the man's long legs, and the upward extending part is buckled by a white belt to form a very thin arc.

A major general in white stood in the room. The light in the room was not bright, but it seemed to fall on the major general.

The man stood there, like a silvery-white sharp blade frozen in the glacier. He looked at Mute, and his sculpted face like ice and snow seemed to shimmer.

Anyway, Mute, who suffered a visual crit instantly, really felt that he saw the light emitted from Major General.

Twice Twice Twice!

The so-called Advent of God is nothing but this!

...

Wait, he remembered that Major General rarely wore clothes other than military clothes with black and silver patterns. Why suddenly ...

[A man who is popular in white is really handsome. 】

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So he just couldn't get used to what Robin Sao's bag used to fight Robin was heard by Major General?

Mute, who was a bit shy for a moment, decisively looked away from the man who could make the heart hit hard at a glance.

"That, Major-General, um ... good night."

He said so, and never dared to look at the man in white again, quickly rushing into the room.

But as soon as he reached the door, his hand just touched the doorknob, and his hands suddenly stretched out from one side, hugging him from behind.

The major general holding him behind was too tall and lifted the whole person up while holding his waist tightly, and he had to pad on the ground with his toes.

A warm breath squirted from behind, brushing over the skin of his neck, which had been exposed to the air because of the open military collar, and the touch was tingling.

He didn't dare to look back, he knew that the face that could be seen looking back was too lethal. So he could only stand stiffly on his feet and let the major general hold him back.

The sensitive auricle was touched by a soft, soft object, and the boy shook his body and closed his eyes sharply. The dark eyelashes seemed to tremble like butterfly wings.

He gritted his teeth without making a sound, but his white-eared ear, which had been kissed lightly, quickly turned red at the speed visible to the naked eye, and spread from the auricle to the neck.

Can't look back.

The blushing teenager gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and refused to turn back.

Never look back and look down on the beauty!