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

The slender white fingers pressed the diary.

The black-haired and white-skinned male insect looked indifferent, leaned over slightly, and said lightly: "Have you finished watching?"

"finish watching."

The little prince Carlos' cheeks were flushed, holding the water glass, gulping down his saliva, carefully closing the diary with his right hand, and pushing it in front of Evan.

The male's cold response was counted as an answer.

The delay is too long. If we continue to stay, the time to realize the plan will only become less and less.

Being trapped in the same place completely violated the principle of leaving the underground palace in the first place.

So it was imperative to leave.

The only thing to worry about is Major General Arthur Land's marriage appeal after March, but in fact, there is not much embarrassment about this.

After returning to the underground palace, you can ask Priest Yao to handle this matter. Of course, the premise is that Priest Yao is no longer angry about him leaving the palace.

Evan touched his nose, pretending not to feel guilty, nor did his hands tremble because he thought of Priest Yao getting angry.

Carlos took a sip of water, stared at Evan, and followed his movements with his head nodding.

Evan looked younger than Carlos, at least four or five years younger, but His Royal Highness the Little Prince felt that Evan's silent appearance was scary for some reason.

Scarier than Carlos' big male brother.

The slender white fingers of the male rest on the rough red cord buckle, fasten the loop on the diary, tidy up the corners, and put it into the suitcase.

The whole process is orderly, ordinary and natural, but people can't take their eyes off.

Carlos propped his chin, slightly lost in thought.

No matter how many times I looked at it, it was a face that was not stunning, with fair skin and black hair, regular and delicate features, and it was considered pretty.

The male is calm and reticent, indifferent and composed.

His tea-green eyes are as clear as a lake, but he is always calm and rational, as if there is nothing worth worrying about.

The little prince sighed, sniffled, grabbed Evan's arm, and rubbed it cautiously: "The female is not good at all, Evan, I think your plan, well, there are some plans, it doesn't look worth it at all, My male father said that female insects are all stupid."

Evan didn't think there was an omission or moral obsession in his plan, and he patted the little prince's head like a watermelon: "Don't rub your nose on my robe."

The little prince paused, shrugged his nose unhappily, and rubbed hard on the male's robe.

Evan froze slightly.

Carlos saw pale golden threads of spiritual power.

He smirked, and quickly made amends for his behavior: "Well, I know that each worm has its own ambition, and each worm has a different goal for life. Evan's goal, um, is very special."

The little prince racked his brains, trying to use what he knew to solve the male's doubts and problems. Of course, he did not forget to worry.

"Are you looking for a military female of this size to practice gender knowledge? If it's for our marriage counseling, I don't think it's necessary."

Evan took a sip of water, his tone was flat: "No, this is one of the purposes of my coming here."

Carlos was stunned and slapped his head: "Do you want to marry such a bug?"

Evan was indifferent: "No, what I need is a one-night stand."

Carlos didn't understand, but he rationally didn't ask any more questions.

Every worm has its own secrets and privacy, and there is no need to explain to the worms around him the meaning of his every move.

Carlos scratched his head, and had a relationship without entanglement.

He only thought of two places, but it was very difficult to say, almost challenging the lower limit.

"Here, Evan, there are probably two kinds of females that meet your requirements. One is females engaged in special occupations, for example, um, that is, pornographic services, and the other is military females. Most of them don't mind A one-night stand with regular medical checkups is safer."

Carlos felt that he couldn't continue the chat. The dignified little prince of the empire has been reduced to teaching insects how to have sex.

Evan kept it in his mind seriously, and vaguely had a schedule, and he asked softly: "Then how can we make an appointment with them?"

Carlos blushed and stammered: "I don't know about this either, maybe ask in the military department, er, I don't mean that, anyway, as long as you want, most military females will not refuse."

Evan knew it, and he smeared the plan in his heart, and then asked: "So, what kind of males do military females like?"

Carlos's brain crashed, and he pondered for a while: "Uh, he's wilder and more open. I guess so. My brother is wild and open, so many females like him."

It is well known in the empire that princes have lovers all over the world.

wild.

Evan made a mental note of this useful information.

There was something wrong with Carlos' whole worm, he felt something was wrong all over his body, and he had a sense of guilt for instigating teenagers to step into the abyss of degeneration.

And the little prince reacted belatedly, who has more experience, he or Evan.

At this time, Carlos did not understand what a theory king is.

After struggling with his inner self for a while, Carlos decided to change the subject to relieve the suffocating pornographic elements in the air.

"Who was it that called you just now? Your cohabitant?"

Evan was wiping the possible snot on his sleeve with a towel. He shook his head: "No, it's Commander Andrew. He invited me to lunch, and he will send a car to pick me up later."

Carlos was surprised, what did Grandpa Andrew ask Evan for?It was also the same last time, let his captain of the personal guard take Evan away in person, what is the reason this time?

Carlos happened to be fine, and he also wanted to talk to Grandpa Andrew about a certain idiot. He really didn't want to accept Sal's pursuit at all.

The little prince lay on the table and sighed, his eyes were full of longing when he looked up: "Evan, let me go out with you, I also want to find Grandpa Andrew."

Mainly by car, Carlos basically relies on walking for traffic now.

Evan was noncommittal. Carlos wanted to see Andrew, which had nothing to do with him. Out of politeness, he patted Carlos on the head.

Carlos, sure enough, Evan is the softest.

The car sent by the military arrived at the hillside apartment at [-]:[-].

The officer who came to pick up the worms was the deputy captain of the Guards. It was his first visit to this high-ranking apartment, and he came to pick up a guest at the home of Major General Atherland.

After parking the car, he knocked on the door.

About half a minute later, the door opened, and the black-haired and fair-skinned little male looked up at him, clicked on the picture on the terminal, looked up, and said, "Hi, Captain Leather, I'm Evan. "

This is the first time Leather sees such a young male. Although he is not tall, he has a straight face, and there is a strange contrast between his youthful and mature appearance.

He nodded embarrassedly: "Yes, General Andrew asked me to pick you up."

Evan stretched out his hand and pulled out another black-haired male with exquisite complexion. Laiseka spoke for a moment and stood at attention to salute.

"Your Highness, the little prince."

Evan hummed and nodded slightly: "Let's go there together."

Leather is not qualified to refuse to carry a prince, so Evan and Carlos got on the suspension vehicle to the military headquarters together.

The scenery outside the window passed quickly, and 15 minutes later, the hover vehicle stopped in front of the Nightmare Bird Forest headquarters, and drove straight in until the downstairs of General Andrew's office.

Before parking, Evan saw Major General Arthurland.

The other party stood at the door, flanked by two guard soldiers holding silver guns and about [-] meters tall.

The soldiers stared intently, sweating profusely, and dared not even fart silently.

The officer with silver hair and purple eyes had cold eyes, and there was no smile on his beautiful face like the dawn.

Serene, aggressive, and unsmiling.

Like a straight javelin, standing there is the most horrible scenery.

The major general raised his terminal to look at the time. His frowning brows relaxed a little and the corners of his mouth lifted until the eight six-marked suspension vehicles parked downstairs.

Lesser opened the car door and saluted the major general.

The silver-haired and purple-eyed officer nodded lightly, returned the salute, then walked to the hover car and opened the door on the right.

Leather's heart was turbulent, and he guessed wildly, could it be the order enforced by General Andrew?Otherwise, the major general would be so amiable to open the door for the worm, the business marriage of the little prince and the major general?

Asselan glanced in, turned around, and opened the door on the other side.

Carlos: "...?"

Leather: "."

Evan got out of the car with a blank expression on his face, and got out of the car with his suitcase. Major General Aselan took the suitcase in his hand with a cold expression: "Let's go, the general is waiting for you up there."

Evan nodded, ignoring Leatherer's almost twitching eyebrows, but after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but whispered to the major general next to him.

Asselan's face remained unchanged, still cold, but he quietly whispered to Evan's whisper, as if sighing: "I've been single for too long, I'm sick."

Evan snorted and looked back. Captain Leather's eyebrows can dance, and his expression is quite nonsensical and funny.

Carlos looked angrily at the two worms who were very close in height and effortlessly biting their ears, and silently touched his face.

He's still as handsome as he is, but in terms of appearance alone, he wins too much.

Why was it completely ignored by this silver-haired guy and that big guy from the very beginning.

Are there any problems with military females?

Evan was empty-handed, and there was no psychological burden this time, so he looked around a few more times.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Atherland weighed the suitcase and found that the suitcase was not very heavy, at least it was much lighter than last time. He just wanted to ask Evan and tell him something about Angel.

When he raised his eyes, the male beside him approached the guard standing guard, his cold face was expressionless.

A moment later, he raised his eyebrows slightly, slapped the guard's buttocks, and scratched.

The white and soft insect claws slapped on the buttocks of the two-meter-four army female, which looked very small.

Evan looked up blankly.

The guard on guard looked stunned. After seeing the silver-haired officer, he was sweating wildly, and his face was so dull that it turned white.

The little male worm raised his head and said in a serious tone, "Are you on a date?"

The guard's pale face turned red, his hands and feet trembled for a moment, his body trembled, his buttocks were stiff, like a boiled lobster.

A Selan stepped forward and grabbed the shameless little bastard, smiled lightly, and said calmly, "Appointment?"

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