The male worm who is the object of marriage has just reached adulthood

Nightmare Bird Forest Station.

Headquarters.

Arthur Lan's face was cold and serious, with a straight military posture, standing against the wall, his eyes cast towards the direction of the desk, but he didn't dare to move.

I just returned to the military headquarters in the early morning, before my butt touched the bench, the old general's order arrived, and he didn't speak when he came in. He knocked on the table with his armed belt, and slowly blew on the hot tea.

Arthur Lan was pretending to be dead, and couldn't hold back after standing for half an hour: "General, what do you want from me?"

General Andrew sneered, put down the teacup heavily, and stood up with his hands behind his back: "You boy is capable, didn't you say you want to appeal? You only took it home for a few days, and put the male to sleep."

When it came to getting angry, he couldn't help but to do it, and a weapon belt was drawn on Arthur Lan's buttocks, Arthur Lan hissed, and he stiffened his figure and didn't move.

General Andrew said: "How old is he? You are ashamed to start with the tender ones like water onions. If you call me in the middle of the night, you can lose the worms."

Athelin's buttocks were numb, but he dared not reply, nor could he speak innocently about the two of them.

Moreover, the males all open their mouths to demand the fulfillment of a de facto marriage, so it is very inappropriate to continue to argue that the marriage is not true.

Atheran resisted the urge to rub his buttocks and remained silent.

This stubborn expression of pursing his lips and not speaking made General Andrew's eyes sink slightly, and he was really surprised.

This subordinate is a typical straight female in the army. Although she is not romantic, she adheres to the three no principles of no contact, no provocation, and no ambiguity. She has always been polite to males and kept her away.

Is this a sudden sex change?

General Andrew put his hands behind his back and changed his tone: "I thought you and Sal didn't really want to get married. When I chose the two of you to pursue Carlos, I was afraid that you would have opinions."

"Compared to the nightmare bird forest, my marriage is of course not important, but..."

Arthur Lan raised the brim of his hat and paused for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Since he joined the army, he has been taken care of by the old general, and there are very few times when he cannot speak.

But this matter is too much to challenge the bottom line of the military female face.

After all, he vowed to put his career first.

Arthur Coughed, put his hands behind his back, and said softly: "But general, Evan is different. Of course, I know that other males are also very good. I don't want to get married. It's just a private wish, but Evan is different from other worms."

The corners of Arthur Lan's mouth raised, pretending to be calm, but he couldn't hide his ostentatious eyes, and rubbed his forehead: "He proposed a de facto marriage to me, and it would hurt his feelings too much if he refused."

"He loves me like a bee loves a flower, like a moth to a fire."

"I'm sure I'm afraid I like him a little too."

"But general, please believe me, I have never slacked off on my duties, whether it is a male or a marriage, it cannot be a reason to restrain me."

"I will be the next commander of Nightmare Bird Forest and realize [the blueprint plan], and nothing will change about that."

After General Andrew listened to Aselan's words in silence, his eyes fell on the calm face of the officer with silver hair and purple eyes.

The thought turned around in his mind, and he kindly reminded him.

General Andrew said: "Based on what I know about his predecessor, Arthur, I think you may have some misunderstandings about Evan."

Asselan thought for a while, and slowly revealed a trace of astonishment: "You don't think he likes me, but falls in love with me."

General Andrew paused for a few seconds: "If I had your confidence back then, the children could form a company."

Arthur Lane: "..."

General Andrew has been in love, but has no partner.

He is notoriously ruthless, but he is fair and just. Even if he prefers Arthuran or Thrall to take over as the commander, he never suppresses the military females of other divisions.Encourage internal fair competition.

After so many years, it was the first time that Arthurland heard the old man mention the past.

But General Andrew was not interested in saying more, his blue eyes were sharp and calm, and he was extremely rational: "You just need to remember your goals. I don't care if you are in a de facto marriage or want to continue to appeal. Don't leave your post within three years."

Arthur Lan nodded: "I know this, General."

"There are fewer and fewer polluted areas. The eye of the storm is very strong this time. I really hope that this kind of peace can last longer."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

General Andrew put down his armed belt and said, "Come in."

Arthur Lan glanced sideways, and what came in was the furry giant female of the Wild Bee Desert. The two-meter-five-meter-high females each had a colder expression than the other, and they had a dangerous breath, vaguely familiar, Arthur Lan The hair on the back of his neck exploded silently.

The giant females did not salute, and separated the two sides to let out the males inside,

The tallest female was carrying a chair covered with white animal skins, a pair of slender legs swaying slightly, and two bird feathers hung on her delicate ankles, which swayed slightly with the movement.

"Good day, General."

The soft and cold voice is unusually gorgeous.

A male with an extremely stunning appearance lazily stepped down from the fur chair, and the silver-haired purple-eyed military female rolled her eyes.

He is smiling.

"Good day, Major General Arthuran Timothy, I've heard of you for a long time, last year's exchange match, we in the Wild Bee Desert are grateful for your care."

Arthur Lan nodded politely: "..." I don't know him at all.

General Andrew knocked on the table and said kindly: "Oh, it's Angel, good day, did you come to see me for something?"

The giant female holding the chair frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "General Andrew, no one can call your majesty by his name directly."

Angel raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to stop the giant female: "Here, we are guests, and we do as the Romans do."

He walked lightly, and sat on the sofa. Angel was smiling, but his eyes were slightly cold: "I came to you because of my believer Wilbur. The day before yesterday, his spiritual thread was broken by a rush. Now, I think you understand how serious this is."

General Andrew clasped his fingers, motioning for Angel to continue.

Angel's smile remained the same, but the conversation changed.He curled up his hair and said lazily: "I don't ask you to severely punish the murderer, I just want to meet this person who can break the thread of spiritual power with his bare hands. You know how obsessed I am with the study of spiritual power .”

"Of course, I hope you can let me make friends with martial arts. After all, no matter what I say, I need to give Wilbur an explanation."

"This will greatly promote the cooperation between our department and the Nightmare Bird Forest."

The last sentence was tantamount to a threat. The other party was like a cobra, swaying his body slowly and erecting his fangs.

But Andrew has no way to refuse, he has been waiting for decades for this cooperation.

He needs to see the results to fight for subsequent development rights from the top of the empire.

After a moment of silence, General Andrew said: "Of course, I will ask that male for your opinion."

Angel said happily: "That would be great."

He stood up, nodded slightly, and his eyes were slightly deep: "Then I will take my leave. I and all the warriors in the Wild Bee Desert will wait for your reply."

Jumping onto the animal skin chair, the silent giant females escorted the males out of the office.

Asselan's face was very cold. Just now he smelled a bit of talcum powder from the male worm, which was very faint and barely there.

Could it be that male insects with stronger spiritual threads have this smell?

And why did he ask to meet with Evan? Obviously, he didn't have any good intentions. If it wasn't necessary, Arthur didn't want to let Evan get involved.

After Angor left completely, Aslan thought for a while and asked, "General, are you going to let Evan come forward?"

General Andrew was present, and asked, "What do you think?"

Asselan didn't like Angor, and neither did he for the Wild Bee Desert.

Last year in the martial arts competition, I thought that as long as I conquered them and conquered each other with a strong posture, the cooperation could be advanced, but I didn't expect them to deny it at all.

Evan isn't fit for the battlefield, he's still a brat.

Arthur wanted to refuse, but intellectually, he couldn't immediately destroy this choice until he found a better solution.

General Andrew was also in a dilemma. He thought for a while and hesitated a little: "Compared with Angel and Evan, who do you think is stronger in spirit?"

There's no way to make a comparison, but Aslan can be sure that Angor is different from the previous males, and has very strong mental power.

It is said that he once went to the Eye of the Storm to meditate for a period of time when he was young, and then left for unknown reasons, returned to the Wild Bee Desert, and developed a group of believers.

Arthur Lan's face was cold, with clouds hanging over his brows.He was considering other possibilities for shifting his perspective, and replied casually: "General, I don't know."

General Andrew couldn't help picking up his armed belt, and said tactically: "There are only two ways, but I don't think things are so bad that you can choose one of the two. Maybe you can ask Evan for his opinion."

Arthur Lan covered General Andrew's terminal: "You know, Evan is just an ordinary male who doesn't know what fighting is."

Andrew: "..." Do you have any misunderstanding about the word ordinary.

General Andrew stared at Assellan for a while. He would not be swayed by any emotions. The elderly commander always kept his head clear.

He leaned back in his chair, with his arms on the table: "But he is also a citizen of the Empire, Arthuran, and he has an obligation."

A wave of anger welled up in Arthur's heart, but his face was extremely calm. He slowly let go of his hand, and said lightly, "If you insist on doing this, General."

General Andrew did not hesitate and dialed the video call smoothly.

[communication established, connecting]

About three times, the male's indifferent voice sounded from the other end of the communication.

[Hello]

General Andrew knocked on the table lightly: "Evan, hello, I'm Andrew, can I ask you something?"

[please say]

There was the sound of running water and the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.

Andrew glanced at Arthur Lan: "What I want to ask is, would you like to take the time to have lunch with me?"

He paused for a while, then answered calmly.

[certainly]

The author has something to say: Don't wait for me, me, the other one only has 1000 words, so I will post it tomorrow.

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Everyone go to bed early!