Xiao Xiangzhi, you people on earth really know how to play

Since connecting with the cosmic civilization, the strength of the people on earth has grown by leaps and bounds, enough to protect themselves. After the earth is relieved, the repulsion of the planetary consciousness to alien species has become weaker and weaker. Every year, the various races of the earth and the universe Both have huge tourism and trade flows.

Earth space space connection port.

A huge spaceship slowly landed on the open space. As soon as the hatch opened, several men in black lined up on both sides, and a kind middle-aged woman walked down slowly leading a little boy.

After waiting for a while, no one else came down from the spaceship, and these were the only people in the luxurious spaceship.

The other spaceship passengers on the side couldn't help but go straight here curiously.

The little boy in a black dress looked like he was 9 or 10 years old. It was the boy's naughty and active period. He held his aunt's hand and rushed straight down, and finally let go and ran.

The middle-aged woman smiled and shouted from behind: "Xiao Jin, walk slowly, be careful of the steps."

Cheng Jin had already shed his chubby appearance, and slowly raised his figure. The handsome young man in a black long-tailed dress turned his head and smiled and said, "Aunt Ming, hurry up, George is waiting for me."

Aunt Ming followed behind with a smile, as long as the relationship between the two brothers is good.

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Federal State Dining Room.

All the decorations, furnishings, and access to items in today's state banquet hall are all arranged with the highest royal etiquette. The last time it was so solemn was at the celebration banquet for the 100th anniversary of the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries, and this time, it was because the princes of the two countries wanted to get married!

All the guests have arrived, and the hall is full of seats. Those who can come to the prince's wedding are all prominent people from all walks of life and their families. Everyone is chatting with each other, and they are waiting for the time to start the celebration.

Two ladies in elegant gowns are chatting.

"I heard that a high-ranking official from the universe came here this time. Our prince is really outstanding."

"I also heard from my family, who is said to be the prince."

"Prince? Which prince?"

Just as he was talking, a handsome silver-haired man walked by holding a doll in a small black suit.

"That man looks familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere?"

"... I read it on Encyclopedia, it is the blood of Prince Berg, the current supreme commander of the Islamic Empire, Marshal Morris."

……

When Cheng Jin got off the suspension car and saw the person standing at the door, he jumped over happily.

"George!"

"Brother!" The little doll named George struggled to get out of Morris' arms and ran over.

The two dolls hugged each other and giggled. They didn't communicate with each other, but they laughed brilliantly from time to time, with rich expressions, which made the guests around them confused.

Aunt Ming walked up to Morris and smiled helplessly: "Hehe, the communication methods of these two children are really unique. No one knows what they see in each other's mind."

Morris curled his lips and smiled, and patted the heads of the two children: "Let's go, I'll wait for you two little flower girls."

When I came to the backstage lounge, I heard a commotion before the door was opened.

Jory was holding a blue bow and shouting to the little tiger on the chandelier: "Noah, come down quickly, be good, just wear it for a while."

The little tiger yelled "Miwu Miwu", but refused to come down.

Noah: "Miwu!" This king doesn't wear that kind of thing!

Jory put his hands on his hips, looked at Noah helplessly, suddenly turned his head, and shouted to the little milk dog who was napping on the sofa beside him: "Bobby~ come here~"

"Aww?" Sen Mosi?

Bobby, who was half asleep, moved his ears and raised his head, tilting his head to look at Jory.

Jory took out a red bow tie and gently buckled it around the little milk dog's neck. The little milk dog put on the bow tie obediently, and at the end he let out a satisfied "owwow", Bobby is so handsome.

It can be said to be a very stinky dog.

A smile appeared on Qiao Rui's handsome face, he hugged Bobby and kissed him, and he couldn't stop praising: "Bobby is so good, Bobby is the most handsome, and Bobby looks very good-looking in a bow tie."

After speaking, he kissed again.

Bobby wagged his tail in delight.

The little tiger who saw everything on the chandelier was very unhappy. Its little ears moved, "Miwu, meow!" It barked twice to try to get the owner's attention, but Joe Sinister Rui continued to rub it. The little milk dog ignored it.

The little tiger finally couldn't help it anymore, jumped down from the chandelier, landed lightly, climbed onto Qiao Rui's lap and screamed.

"Miwu~" I wear it, I wear it too~

When Cheng Jin opened the door and came in, he saw the little milk dog with a red bow tie sitting on the sofa obediently, very handsome.

And the little tiger was wearing a blue bow tie, and couldn't help but want to fiddle with his paws, and he seemed to be holding back, very awkward.

"Brother Qiao Rui!" Cheng Jin rushed towards Qiao Rui like a cannonball.

Qiao Rui happily caught him and hugged him, "Xiao Jin has grown up."

Cheng Jin said with a troubled face: "Brother, Xiao Jin has grown up and can't be hugged like this anymore. I want to walk by myself."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Jin struggled to get down.

George stood beside Morris shyly, the little one just reaching Morris' calf, and he said hello childishly: "Hello, little uncle."

Jory raised his eyebrows because of the word "little uncle", smiled and knelt down and kissed him, "George is also good."

George covered his face shyly, and looked enviously at the two furry cuties on the sofa, "Little uncle, can the little panda wear one too?"

George released a black and white Roll from the mental space, and the Roll stared at the two dark circles with a bewildered expression.

"Of course, is the yellow one okay?"

"Yeah! Yes!"

Jory lightly buckled the yellow bow tie around Rolling's neck, because Rolling's neck was too thick, and temporarily thickened it with two straps.

Rolling: "?"

Morris picked up some heavy rolls and put them on his shoulders, and asked, "Where's Mawson?"

Qiao Rui pointed to the inside: "I'm changing the dress, the style is too cumbersome, by the way, isn't Aunt Ming here?"

"Come here, I've been invited to meet your parents first." Morris led Cheng Jin and George, "I'll take them to familiarize themselves with the process, so as not to make mistakes later."

"Well, let's go."

Morris took the two children out, and the lounge fell silent.

Jory stroked the two furries curled up on the sofa, thinking why Mo Sen hadn't come out for so long.

As if there was a tacit understanding, the door of the inner room opened.

Mo Sen was wearing the traditional dress of the imperial family, which was somewhat similar to military uniforms, which made him look more handsome, and the golden badges and ribbons showed his status and honor.

Mo Sen said to Jory, "Does it look good?"

Qiao Rui watched intently, nodded and gave a slight "hmm".

Mo Sen raised his eyebrows: "Well, what do you mean?"

"Praise you look good." After finishing speaking, Jory picked up his dress and was about to go into the inner room to change it, but Mo Sen hugged him into his arms.

Mo Sen took a bite of Jory's earlobe, "Tsk, why are you so perfunctory."

Jory pretended to be deep in thought: "Maybe I'm tired of watching it for so many years."

Mo Sen didn't want to do anything because of these words, he quickly picked up the man's buttocks, and Qiao Rui hugged his neck tightly for fear of falling off.

Mo Sen laughed and said, "It's hard to wear a dress, I'll help you."

"Can I use you?"

"It's useful."

"You... stop! I'll do it myself, you go out."

The two entered the changing room with their front feet, and Gern led Aunt Ming and the others in with their back feet.

After a while of rustling inside.

"is it okay?"

"Too long."

"What about this? It seems a little tight."

"Hiss, you want to kill me."

Everyone outside: "..."

Really bad dialogue.

Genn silently closed the door that had been opened for a while.

The little tiger and wolf cub on the sofa calmly watched a group of people come in and then go out quickly, retreating in perfect harmony.

Neither Mawson nor Jory noticed anything amiss when they came out.

When the time comes, the wedding celebration starts on time.

Amid thunderous applause, the two princes walked on the red carpet in the royal dresses of their respective countries. One is handsome and handsome, the other is cool and handsome. When they are together, they don't feel at all discordant. On the contrary, the air around them exudes harmony. .

Cheng Jin took George's hand and followed them, scattering flower petals. The little tiger and the little wolf cub also walked on both sides obediently.

After swearing the wedding vows, the little flower girls Cheng Jin and George handed over two exquisite boxes, each with two simple and simple rings lying on the velvet satin cushions inside.

Under the cheers and applause of the crowd, the two put on wedding rings for each other, their eyes were full of tenderness, and they smiled and kissed each other gently.

The whole wedding ceremony was broadcast live, and this beautiful scene was broadcast on the screens in the streets and alleys, and passers-by also stopped to applaud them.

The process of the royal family is cumbersome and complicated, and it took nearly 3 hours to complete the whole set.

After the ceremony, the state banquet lasted until the evening, and the guests left the venue tactfully after enjoying themselves. The two grooms, who had been busy for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

in the lounge.

Jory stroked her forehead and leaned back on the soft and comfortable sofa, her cheeks were flushed with blush.

I still drank a lot of red wine today, but once my stamina picked up, I couldn't tell whether today was a dream or a reality.

After sending off the last wave of VIPs, Mo Sen came back to the lounge and saw the "picture of a drunk beauty lying on a sofa".

He walked over with a smile.

In a daze, Jory felt a shadow suddenly enveloping her, and then her lips were blocked by a mass of heat, and she was dizzy with her mouth slightly open to be violated, and she even forgot to breathe.

Finally he was out of breath.

Mo Sen pressed his forehead, "Little fool, don't you know how to breathe when you're drunk?"

Jory opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze, "All gone?"

Mo Sen said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

Jory closed her eyes again with peace of mind, and pulled the close-fitting gown with her hands. It was too tight and uncomfortable, and the neckline was pulled crookedly, exposing the hot and pink skin around her neck.

Mo Sen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he unbuttoned his dress collar with one hand. These dresses are generally designed to fit and straight for the sake of looking good, so they are very uncomfortable to wear.

Mo Sen gnawed on Qiao Rui's collarbone a few times with red eyes, and endured it.

The eldest brother-in-law and the second brother-in-law are still outside directing the clean up of the aftermath. Mo Sen has a wicked heart but no courage.

"Honey, let me change your clothes for you."

Mo Sen got up and locked the door, and took a set of casual clothes to change for him.

However, the drunk alcoholic obviously had no intention of cooperating. Although he took off his clothes, he seemed unwilling to put on casual clothes, and instead lifted up Mo Sen's clothes.

Mo Sen had no choice but to sit on him and suppress him before putting on his casual clothes.

However, don't guess what a drunk is thinking. People who are usually shy and awkward are always touching Mo Sen's abs, which makes Mo Sen feel evil.

Mo Sen grabbed his hand with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't make trouble, boy, let me change clothes and take you to blow dry to sober up, okay?"

"Okay." The corners of Qiao Rui's eyes were reddish and moist, and he looked at him with blurred eyes: "Then you have to carry me."

"No problem, let go first, I will change clothes."

Mo Sen took off his dress as quickly as possible, picked up a t-shirt and put it on his head, for fear that if he became irrational, he would be hung up and beaten by his brother-in-law and brother-in-law in the next second.

However, before he put on his shirt, a pair of warm hands came up again, hugged him from behind, and touched his abdominal muscles.

Mo Sen just wanted to scream up to the sky, God knows that Jory would turn into a sticky bun when he was drunk, and he had never seen him like his figure so much.

He quickly put on his pants, held down the gun that was about to be unloaded, and squatted down: "Come up."

In the next second, Jory sat on his broad back contentedly, and pressed his face tightly against Mo Sen's neck, but Mo Sen was hotter than him, and didn't cool down at all.

Mo Sen carried him steadily, turned up and down, and adjusted his posture before going out.

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In the courtyard of the State Banquet Hall, Mo Sen walked slowly on the stone-paved path with Qiao Rui on his back.

The evening wind, which is about to enter autumn, is a bit cool, blowing away a wave of heat from the hot skin.

Jory seemed to wake up a little bit.

He fixed his eyes on a certain corner of the garden, pointed to it and said, "I was hiding there at that time."

"What?" Mo Sen reacted, "Are you talking about the establishment of diplomatic relations back then?"

At the banquet for the establishment of diplomatic relations that year, Qiao Rui was plotted against by Luo Jin's people when there was no one there, and he started the combination fever in advance. He reacted in time and hid in the toilet, and turned out the window of the toilet, before he had time to find his family to rescue him Then I met Mo Sen who came out to breathe.

The extremely compatible spiritual resonance shook him so much that his brain was buzzing, he just wanted to escape from Mo Sen as soon as possible, and kept the last trace of sobriety to find the room on the second floor to hide in, but forgot to lock the door...

"I came out of that window... just... saw you, with your back to me, strong spiritual resonance... so dizzy..." Jory said nonsense.

Jory's breath hit Mo Sen's neck softly, soft and moist.

Mo Sen pieced together what happened from his few words, smiled and turned his head to kiss him.

"The reason why I came here in disguise was because I heard that the little prince of the Star Federation is a genius. He has the strength of the third level just after awakening, and he is about the same age as me."

Mo Sen laughed softly, and Jory, who was on his back, tilted his head and seemed to be listening seriously, "I was not convinced at the time, and I just wanted to see if the little prince was as good as the rumors said."

Jory seemed to understand, and retorted: "I was originally!"

"Okay, okay, but, if you come here as the prince of the empire, you will inevitably be compared. I don't want to be compared in public, so I came in as a guard."

"No wonder... hiccup... it turned out to be a guard... no wonder I couldn't find you, the direction was always wrong."

"Stupid." Mo Sen smiled and kissed him again. No amount of kissing is really enough.

No matter how unexpected the meeting was at the beginning, everything now is the best ending.

That night, Mo Sen walked around the yard with Qiao Rui on his back, listening to Qiao Xiaonibao talk about his embarrassing things from childhood to adulthood.

Until the sky turned pale, Jory sobered up a lot. Thinking that he had revealed so many little secrets about himself, he pinched Mo Sen's waist in annoyance, forcing him to tell his embarrassing things.

Qiao Xiaonibao can be said to be very domineering!

The author has something to say: the text is over, let’s spread flowers~~~

凌晨3点40分，这是要算20号的更新还是21号的捏233，睡觉睡觉~明天去拔指甲。