The whole empire is urging me to marry again [Interstellar]

Speaking of which, how did we get married in the first place?

Oh, I remembered, it was because of the handsome guy that his heart softened for a while.

Because I caused a man-made traffic accident on Golden Rose Street, in the story I played a poor little girl who was abandoned by her ex-boyfriend. She was in a trance and tended to self-mutilate.

After the handsome guy helped me pay for my medical expenses, he took the initiative to give me psychological counseling. His conversation level is only a little better than that of Mr. Serious, but he is quite patient. A serious man is always more handsome than others.

So I followed the development of the plot and fell in love with him for a long time.

The handsome guy looked at me with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.I show liking, admiration and love so clearly, if even the only audience can't feel it, I'd be a failure as an actor, wouldn't I?

My character is so clearly expressed, it is impossible for the handsome guy not to see it.

However, he seemed to have some scruples. Maybe it was because he was worried about the blow to me caused by repeated breakups, or maybe it was because he found out that my identity was unexpectedly helpful to him during the investigation of me, or maybe he was grateful for my "unintentional love." Zhong" rescued him on the Golden Rose Street and freed him from suspicion of being a spy.

So when I proposed to him, he frowned slightly, but finally nodded in agreement.

I think "temporary soft-heartedness" accounts for a larger proportion, because there is no loss for him if he doesn't get married.

A slap can't be made, maybe he also has a little meaning for me?

That was a real surprise.

I raised my hand, trying to wipe off the blood that made my neck itchy, but was held down by the handsome guy.

"Did you forget something?"

"Don't even think about making small moves."

We both spoke in unison.

He looked at me warily, and I was looking at him and smiling: "Although the name written on the marriage certificate is not your real name, you are the one who married me, right?"

"So what?" His brows loosened a little, as if he wasn't worried about it.

Instead, I worried for him, and instantly switched from a smiling expression to a melancholy and worried expression.

"Well, if you want to blame, blame me for being too 'concerned about gains and losses' at the time, needing a 'guarantee' to maintain marriage and love, and adopting the highest level of genetic bonding."

That is to say, once this kind of marriage relationship is implanted into the gene by high-tech means, if one party is not loyal to the marriage, the serious consequences will lead to the collapse of the gene chain, from an evolutionary person to a vegetative person.

Qiao He seemed to realize something, he opened his eyes wide, and said in an apologetic way: "However, when one of the parties is determined to be dead, the Marriage Department will decide to terminate the genetic bond. As long as either party dissolves the bond, the other party's restraint will not be effective— —”

So the exciting part is, in, here!

I lowered my eyes and held his hand affectionately: "Because I 'love you deeply', so I refuse to terminate the relationship, even if the whole empire wants me to marry again, my second marriage partner can only marry It is you who I love deeply."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the corner of the handsome guy's mouth twitching slightly. He is probably so angry that he wants to curse.

I think he might want to pin me down and beat me up.

However, domestic violence is also a kind of desecration of marriage, so he endured it again and again, but still did not dare to do it.

I patted his arm lightly, motioning him to remove the blade of light.

He didn't hesitate, and put away the hidden weapon neatly, but his expression was no longer as indifferent as before, but a little frustrated and annoyed.

"What do you want me to do?" He looked at me.

"Are you asking about the physical level or the psychological level?" I asked him seriously.

After hearing these two words, the handsome guy looked a little unwell, his feet slipped, and he almost fell over.

I deliberately went up to help him, but he sideways avoided my hand.

Shrugging, the handsome guy's vigilance is still so high, it seems that there is still a long way to go before developing a relationship on the physical level.

He quickly checked the bathroom and found a total of ten small detonating devices. When he came back, his face was ashen.

"No, you're kidding me." He stared into my eyes and said, "The security level of the state banquet is very high. With so many dignitaries present, it is impossible for people to bring so many dangerous items in."

"Well, then what?"

"These things are fake." The handsome guy gritted his teeth, his sharp eyes seemed to tear me apart.

He held the ten "simulation models" so hard that his knuckles turned white and were almost crushed.

As if I didn't see the anger in his eyes, I took the ten items from his hand and put them in my pocket casually: "I'm a little hungry, how about going out to eat something good? May I invite you?"

handsome guy:"……"

"Anyway, you don't have any official business, and your leaders can't take care of you now." I looked at him sincerely and said.

The handsome guy was speechless for a while, and took a deep look at me: "You don't need to waste your efforts, I won't be with any imperial people."

I looked at him curiously: "Why?"

"It was the imperial people who killed my parents." He raised his legs and walked out without turning his head. "That's all I'm saying. You can use this cleverness on other people in the future. It's useless to me."

Looking at his lonely and desolate back, I asked, "Could it be that you still plan to never get married for the rest of your life? Let me tell you first, I will definitely not dissolve the contract."

He paused, and his voice was a little vague: "...it doesn't matter."

What a dishonest man.

I quickly followed his footsteps.

"What are you doing here again? I don't have time to act with you." He turned his eyes away, quickened his pace, and tried to leave me behind.

In terms of height and leg length, he has an advantage over me, and he is an evolutionary person, so he can easily throw a distance away from me.

Walking out of the aisle and entering the theater, he walked straight towards the small groups of federal representatives, as if he wanted to pretend that everything just never happened.

After half a minute, Qiao He turned back again.

He stood in front of me, stared at me and gritted his teeth with a look that seemed a little hot to me: "...Why do you even know Commodore Cherokee?!"

I raised my head pretending to be surprised: "Hey, don't you know, your Brigadier General Chelo of the First Federal Army is my fan, otherwise how could I, a small third-line actor, have the opportunity to perform on stage?"

He creaked his fists, took two deep breaths, and then continued to grit his teeth at me: "Then I guess, you were the one who suggested that I take you home in front of Chelo?"

"Ah, isn't this the demeanor that a gentleman should have?" I blinked.

"Grace you..." He almost couldn't hold back the urge to swear, but at least he restrained himself. After all, the occasion was sensitive. Even if he said a wrong sentence in the theater, he might be overheard by the reporters among the guests. Much coverage.

Qiao He was finally defeated, and gave me a headache look: "Then let's go, is it possible that you still have a show?"

I moved my lips, but didn't speak.

He also ignored me, walked in front of me, raised his hand and dialed his personal terminal.When he walked to the entrance of the theater, his flying machine happened to be delivered to the entrance.

"Come up." He said coldly, with a very reluctant expression on his face.

I didn't talk nonsense and boarded his aircraft.

Today's aircraft are very advanced, as long as the route is set, there is no need for manual control.So after entering my home address, Qiao He leaned back in the chair and pinched the bridge of her nose wearily.

"you……"

He was about to say something, but I interrupted: "Hey, look behind."

"So what..." He casually looked back, and the tiredness on his face disappeared immediately. He bent his knees and leaned against the back seat, carefully observing the several aircrafts dotting the rear. There is light gathering. "MD, it's the particle cannon that's charging!"

As his words fell, a beam of pale light passed over our aircraft, almost brushing against the scalp.

If Qiao He hadn't used a difficult posture to control the aircraft to avoid it in time, our aircraft might have been shot through a hole like a roadside building.

I observed the dazzling sign on the rear aircraft, and said, "It's a member of the Patriotic Frigate Association, a radical faction, and has refused to accept the peace agreement between the two countries since the defeat of the Empire."

Qiao He was manipulating the aircraft to avoid the intensive attack of the particle cannon. Hearing this, he deliberately turned his head to look at me.

I raised my hands with an innocent expression on my face: "Cough, I really didn't arrange this."

...But it doesn't mean I don't know that the patriotic frigate will take action tonight.

Well, in order to let the handsome guy concentrate on driving, I'd better hold back this sentence for now.

The author has something to say: Shou: hehehe, killing me will cause the genetic chain to collapse, and domestic violence will also cause the genetic chain to collapse. I love you deeply, how could it collapse?

attack:……