The Gentle Lord of Zerg is very powerful

Eight o'clock the next morning.

Xin Yu, 111 on the top floor of a building.

Shen Zewen, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, stood up immediately when he saw Jin Ling coming out of the kitchen.

Jin Ling curled the corners of his lips slightly, walked up to Shen Zewen, stretched out his left hand to hug him in his arms, and put his other hand on his hair and touched it.

"Ready?"

Shen Zewen looked up at Jin Ling, and when their eyes met, he blushed slightly and hummed softly.

Jin Ling looked at the obedient and cute Shen Zewen, his eyes darkened, and then he lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Shen Zewen's Adam's apple rolled, he raised his hands to hug Jin Ling's waist, and slowly closed his eyes.

A few minutes passed, and after the passionate kiss...

Jin Ling kissed the corner of Shen Zewen's lips gently, still unsatisfied, and placed his left hand on the lower back, pressing lightly into his arms.

When Shen Zewen pressed against Jin Ling, his face turned even redder than before. He lowered his head and hid it in his chest, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jin Ling hugged Shen Zewen tightly with one hand, put the other hand on his back, and bent down to kiss the tip of his ear.

He whispered hoarsely, "I'm back, can I?"

Shen Zewen pinched Jin Ling's clothes with both hands, hesitated for two seconds, and whispered: "Hmm..."

Jin Ling's Adam's apple rolled, and after bending down to pick up Shen Zewen, he buried his face in his neck...

Shen Zewen's heart was pounding. He tilted his head to the left and without saying a word, he tightly hugged Jin Ling's neck with both hands.

A minute passed.

Jin Ling raised his head, looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then held Shen Zewen firmly and turned to leave the living room.

After changing his shoes, Jin Ling bent down again, picked up Shen Zewen with one hand, opened the door with the other hand and walked out.

After closing the door, I turned and walked towards the elevator...

After half an hour.

The blue supercar was parked outside the main entrance of the Insect Civil Affairs Bureau, in an empty parking space on the left.

Jin Ling opened the car door and got out, then closed the door, walked around from the front and stood outside the passenger door.

After reaching out to open it, he elegantly extended his left hand to Shen Zewen, who was sitting inside and unbuckling his seat belt.

After Shen Zewen met Jin Ling's gentle eyes, he smiled faintly and raised his right hand to place it in his hand.

Jin Ling held Shen Zewen's hand tightly, led him out of the car, pulled him into her arms, and then closed the car door.

Shen Zewen thought that he was the first to ask for the certificate, so he held Jin Ling's hand and led him to the Insect Civil Affairs Bureau.

When Jin Ling saw Shen Zewen's red ears, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

His little male master is so cute...

Shen Zewen took Jin Ling to the Insect Civil Affairs Bureau. As it was Monday, there were not many insects coming.

In less than ten minutes, everything was done.

When walking out of the Insect Civil Affairs Bureau.

Shen Zewen stopped, looked up at the puzzled Jin Ling, and reached out to put two small red notebooks into his hands.

"This, please keep it, Lady."

Jin Ling's heart trembled slightly, and he held Shen Zewen's hand and pulled him into his arms, hugging him behind his waist.

He asked in a low voice: "What does it mean if the Lord knows that I have this certificate?"

Shen Zewen saw that Jin Ling's eyes were slightly red, and raised his hand to gently stroke his cheek.

With a gentle smile, she asked: "Will the lady not want me?"

Jin Ling hugged Shen Zewen tightly with his left hand, and placed the hand holding the certificate on his back to protect him.

He lowered his head and kissed her soft light pink lips, whispering a few words in a slightly hoarse voice in between.

"No...I will never let go..."

"My Lord, you are mine for the rest of your life... you can only be mine..."

Shen Zewen's heart was pounding as he listened to these possessive words, but he was not afraid at all.

There is also a strong sense of anticipation and excitement...