The little fairy who is about to wear a baby is pregnant again

Everyone in the conference room looked over. The guard soldier's back was straight and his voice was loud and firm.

"Coach, it has been tested and ruled out of danger. Do you need to bring it up to you now?"

"Put it aside for now." The man looked a little unnatural and turned his head to continue looking at the screen.

The guard hesitated and felt a little embarrassed, and the robot repeatedly told him to hand over the things to the commander.

The red-haired man sitting opposite Doze raised his eyelids and said, "After driving for so long, let's take a rest first."

The person next to me saw this and responded, "It's lunch time, so there's no rush."

"Yes, let's continue in the afternoon."

The minister had already spoken, and Doze nodded slightly, not wanting to offend him, "Okay, bring the things over."

The guard responded 'yes' and the door to the conference room opened completely.

It was said that they were eating, but the dozen or so people sitting there all stood up when they saw the boss, and they did not dare to act rashly.

Sal Leila leaned on the seat leisurely, Mela's red hair was unruly and flamboyant, "Don't move at all. Just go if you want to eat. I'll be back in half an hour."

There is a canteen in the military headquarters building. Although it is expensive, no one in them is short of money.

Everyone agreed a few times and walked out one after another.

There was still Doze, the head of the headquarters, and three other people in the conference room, two men and one woman.

At this time, the guard also took a box and put it on the table, "Commander, please check it."

"You go down first." Sal glanced at the box playfully, "Your Highness, don't you open it and take a look?"

The person who can get the little housekeeper to deliver things must live in Doze's house. When he thought of the news that came out of the palace yesterday, the amusement in his eyes became even stronger.

"Minister Sal is very free?" Doze took the box, pressed his fingerprint and slowly opened it.

Sal rolled his eyes gracefully, not bothering to argue with the child.

Then, Doze took out three large thermal lunch boxes with stiff fingers.

Sal:? lunch box?

Why are you blushing?

Doze's face was slightly red without realizing it, and all four pairs of eyes were staring at the lunch box in front of him. Opening the lid, a strange and overbearing fragrance wafted out, filling the entire conference room.

Sal immediately threw the nutritional supplement in his hand back into the space button, "It smells so good! Where did His Highness hire a chef?"

Doze: Just ask, what do you want to do with your face pressed against me?

He quickly closed the lid and said, "Minister, please behave yourself." But the fragrance still filled the tip of his nose.

"Don't be so stingy, I'm not trying to rob you." Sal stared at the lunch box tightly, his internal organs being aroused and he kept shouting.

You barely stopped drooling, and the corners of Doze's mouth twitched.

"Sit back and I'll believe you."

Sal: "Oh, I'm useless now that I'm old. I can't even stand outside for a meeting. It's a pity that I'm so old and I'm so busy that I still can't eat."

A tall man nearly two meters tall with red hair on his head, complaining to someone beside him that he is old?

The remaining three remained silent, not daring to say anything or look.

With a cold face, Doze pushed one of the lunch boxes to the seat opposite, "Can you sit down now?"

"Hehe, our Highness is still caring. Knowing that he cares for the elderly is truly the glory of the empire..."

The good words came out as if they were for free, and Duo Ze was already numb.

He was able to sit in the position of head of the headquarters because of his mouth. It was put to great use every time he requested money from the empire.

Doze opened the remaining two lunch boxes, and the hot aroma hit his face. He frowned slightly. It would take a long time to cook so many dishes.

"Whoosh, whoosh," Sal picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth. He refused to spit it out even after it was burned to death, "whoosh, it's so, so delicious! You can also do this with pork belly!"

The red and shiny meat trembled slightly, and the remaining three people could only watch helplessly, swallowing hard for the nutritional supplements.

Sal had finished his portion of the meal without even realizing it, and he wasn't even half full. It's a pity that the boy is protecting the food, so it's not easy to grab a portion.

Huh? what is that?

He reached out and grabbed it. Doze grabbed the lunch box tightly and watched as he tore off a pink paper sticker from the left side.

"give me back!"

Sal smiled with an ambiguous look on his face, "Little Doze, why are you so nervous? What is this?"

"It has nothing to do with you, give it back to me!"

"Don't worry, what will be written inside this pink and tender bag?" Sal pinched the crease with his hand and was about to unfold it.

"Minister Sal, do you need me to educate you on the Empire's Citizens' Privacy Protection Act?" The man's eyes were sharp and his deep voice was filled with anger.

"Give it, give it back!" The brat even threatened him with the law.

Duo Ze took the note, held it in his hand and unfolded it.

It is a beautiful line of font: Do you like lunch~ You must eat on time'???`

He folded it up again and carefully put it into the space button.

Sal: It's over, this kid is blushing again.

It seems like it's really broken.

By the time Doze put away the lunch boxes, the people who went to the canteen had slowly returned.

The smell of meat was still wafting in the conference room, and everyone stared at each other with their eyes widened.

It smells so good!

What is it like?

But looking at the lazy minister and the serious coach, no one dared to ask, so they could only suppress their questions.

The meeting continued, and the issue of the purification division's failure to cooperate with the military was raised again.

Every four years, the empire has a purifier visit to the legion to express condolences, which is considered a benefit to the empire's soldiers.

However, in the last two events, Vice President Skylar was not very willing to cooperate.

The Zerg will not commit another crime in the short term, and everyone discussed taking advantage of this safe period to send purifiers to various legions.

Until the end of the meeting,

The military commanders who have been tortured by the smell of meat all afternoon are still scratching their heads. What is it that smells so good?

The three people who were lucky enough to stay laughed enigmatically and told the story vividly...

In a private meeting room.

Sal handed a piece of paper to Dozer.

"This is the record of the last year. The president of the Purifiers Association, His Highness Wen Ya, will go to the association on the first day of every month to check the purification power data. But the strange thing is that there were two sudden drops in the data within this year, and the remaining ten The month is extremely stable.”

Doze asked: "You mean this data is a falsified record?"

"More than that, I suspect His Highness Wen Ya is the same as the previous ones," Sal said with a grim expression, "because His Highness Wen Ya went to the palace the day before his first decline."

Since five years ago, some purifiers have gradually chosen to retire. Internally, the association said it was due to psychological stress and exhaustion of purification power. In order to appease the public, this news was not announced to the public.

Of the 1912 registered purifiers, more than are currently no longer seen.

Doze's knuckles turned white and he clenched the record sheet tightly. What on earth did his brother want to do?

"How's it going over there Skylar?"

"Tsk," Sal smiled contemptuously, "That old fox is busy kneeling down and licking His Majesty."

Her Royal Highness Wen Ya has S-level purification power, and as the President, she is more like a symbol. As the vice president, Skylar holds the real power.

Thrall didn't believe that the old fox didn't understand the twists and turns.

I'm afraid I have colluded with His Majesty for a long time, but I don't know who is in charge, between him and Your Majesty.