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The individual competition was in full swing, but after the second round, the total points of Wells Empire was overtaken by Koloster Empire.

The Jiulan Federation's points have also caught up, only three points away from the Wells Empire.

Ye Jiu fought against an Alpha from the Koloster Empire, winning for sure.

Ling Miao collided with Luo Xi of the Koloster Empire in the second round. After the fierce battle, Ling Miao was still inferior and lost.

An played against Lan Ya of the Jiulan Federation in the second game and narrowly won.

The strange thing is that Hughes, who met Lovell in the first game yesterday, still met Lovell in the second game, and the ending of the game was exactly the same as the first game-Hughes lost.

Mortier was taking a nap on the sofa when he heard the news.

Blake, who is keen to join in the fun of every game, vividly described the battle situation to his friends.

Including how Hughes was kicked off the ring by Lovell in embarrassment.

"You really missed that wonderful look on Hughes Wirth's face, tsk tsk tsk."

There was unabashed gloating in Blake's tone.It's a good mood to see the opponent's defeat, but the total points of the own empire is very dangerous...

"But Hughes really feels more and more rubbish, losing twice in a row."

"It's time for you to go back. His Royal Highness An is about to come back from the game at this time. This is the request."

Mortier was not in the mood to continue chatting with his friends this time, and at the same time sent an electronic list.

"What the hell is asking for so many??" Black, who glanced at the electronic list, froze on the spot, and there was a dense list.

"A ghost's request?" Mortier hooked the corner of his mouth, "This is the request of that one, so please yourself."

"That's enough, a baby who hasn't been weaned shouldn't be so meticulously cared for..." Black held his forehead.

"You can discuss this sentence with that person in person, well, you can get out now, my dear friend." Mortier unceremoniously kicked his friend out of the house.

Watching Black leave with a depressed expression on his face, Mortil squinted his emerald eyes on the sofa and wondered what he was thinking.

"Probably owe it to me, do you always deliberately lose to the hostile StarCraft?"

The lazy voice spread out in the quiet villa, carrying a hint of danger.

*

Ling Miao, who lost the game, was a little sad, but was quickly comforted by Ye Jiu.

"Go take a shower now, and sleep later, eh?" Ye Jiu began to coax his boy to wash himself up, and then let the boy send him to his bed.

The coaxed boy nodded obediently, and then followed suit.

Mo Long, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh, the skill of the Great Demon King Pao Zai is really getting better and better.

"finish watching?"

The tip of Mo Long's tail was suddenly picked up by his slender fingers, and then the voice of Ye Jiu, the Great Demon King who had finished making a baby, sounded.

"Look and finish reading..." One second admits cowardice, three seconds makes a ball.

Mo Long tied himself into a slipknot and turned into a ball, barely able to look at the eye level with the Great Demon King Ye Jiu.

"Is there any news from the Dark Star Field? By the way, let Jun Ming check Hughes Wirt."

"News? There is no news. If you ask Xiao Junjun, you can communicate directly now. My wall-climbing skills have been upgraded a few days ago!" Mo Long raised his head with a sense of pride.

"Then let's communicate." In a good mood, Ye Jiu ignored the small pride of a certain ball, and directly changed the topic to the important point.

When the communication was connected, the 3D video reflected a spoiled but excited face.

"Little Junjun, what's wrong with you looking like a refugee?" Mo Long looked at Jun Ming's ruined appearance, a little incredulous.

"Tell me something, I'm breaking through a difficult problem." Jun Ming, who was dominated by the joy of code, waved his hands, his eyes were burning.

"What's going on in the Dark Star Field recently? How's the progress of the research on the insects and beasts last time?" Ye Jiu took over the topic.

"Recently? They are all watching the live broadcast of your Interstellar Academy Mecha Contest. Of course, no one cares about the meat of that worm beast." Jun Ming replied by pushing his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"So this is passive sabotage?" Ye Jiu's smile was still gentle.

"It sounds like this... Oh yes, I found something interesting." Jun Ming, who was about to end the topic and then continue to return to his code world, stopped suddenly.

He hasn't reported what he found to his boss yet, so it won't be good if something goes wrong.

"What?" It should be very interesting if a dead house can be said to be interesting.

"There seems to be a partisan struggle on the Jiulan Federation, and one of them is colluding with a certain noble from the Wells Empire. They seem to know some important news, and this news can threaten the royal family of the Wells Empire. What is it? The news, I am attacking their defense network of state secrets, I don’t know if I can get it out.”

Jun Ming, the black technology boss, shared the fruits of his labor these days, and then planned to continue to indulge in data, "I'm going to get busy."

"Please work hard, I am also looking forward to the news." Ye Jiu nodded, ending this short video communication.

He probably guessed that if Jun Ming's news is true, then the great nobleman of the Wells Empire who is in collusion with Jiulan Federation should be——

A nobleman whose surname is only one letter away from the royal family, Wilt.

"This is really interesting, I don't know what good news can shake Wells' rule." Ye Jiu muttered to himself.

At this time, the door of the bathroom had been opened, and Ling Miao, who ran out wrapped in a bath towel, had a pink face.

"I've finished washing." The boy's dark blue hair was stained with drops of water from the bath, and he didn't wipe it off carelessly.

"Xiao Miao, come here." Ye Jiu beckoned to his boy.

A certain fish ran over smoothly, and sat down on Ye Jiu's thigh as indicated by Ye Jiu.

"Why did you forget to brush your hair?" Ye Jiu's voice was a little hoarse and doting while hugging the soft-bodied young man.

"Ah~ Is your hair wet?" A certain fish, who has lived in the water for a long time and doesn't care about humidity at all, was a little surprised.

Ye Jiu knocked his chin on Ling Miao's shoulder, and took advantage of the opportunity to bite the boy's pink and lovely earlobe.

Under the conditioned reflex of a certain fish, Ye Jiu slowly told him, "You can't sleep with your hair wet, boy, if you don't want to wipe it, I can just wipe it for the baby."

"Okay... okay..." A certain fish with red ears nodded obediently, baby baby...do you mean that you are precious?

The rare fish blushed at the thought of these two words, this probably means the feeling of having a partner!

"Dry your hair now, and go to bed later." Ye Jiu took the towel from the robot and dried the boy's hair carefully.

"it is good."

*

Compared to the warm atmosphere on Ye Jiu's side, Hughes is in the torment of the ice and fire.

"Is there anything else to say?" Mortier's voice was as loose and lazy as ever.

"Say...what to say..." Hughes turned his face away, not wanting to meet those emerald eyes.

"I just heard the news that you and Lovell from the Nine Orchid Federation seemed to be having a good chat." Mortil leaned over and almost pressed most of his body on Hughes.

Yes, that's right.

Now on Hughes' bed, Mortil pinned him down and tidied him up.

The legs were separated by the knees of the person on the body, and the hands were tied behind the top of the head. Hughes' brain felt unacceptably hot.

Just now when he was answering the communication, Mortil unexpectedly broke in through the door and suppressed himself arbitrarily.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Hughes's beautiful purple eyes flashed a bit of struggle, no matter what...if Mortier finds out...

I should hate myself even more... I hate myself anyway... Maybe it's not bad?

"Don't understand?" Mortier's breath sprinkled on the base of Hughes' ears, because of the posture and location of the two of them, the whispering seemed particularly ambiguous, and the next moment——

"Then I'll repeat it again, if you don't say it, I don't mind-fuck until you say it!"

The laziness and sloppyness faded away, and Mortier's voice became fierce.

But Hughes, who was being suppressed by him, because his words were blank, Mortier actually... he actually said...

The handsome young man looked a little dazed, his purple eyes seemed to be suppressing something, and Mortil didn't wait for the stubbornness and panic he imagined.

Hughes licked the dry corners of his lips, and his eyes fell on Mortil, "If you have the ability, fuck it."

The young man's hoarse voice carried a somewhat fearless look.

Mortil couldn't help laughing, his emerald eyes were full of danger.

……

……

After the incident, Mortil looked at the comatose young man on the bed with helpless eyes, "He didn't say a word..."

Sure enough, he was still as stubborn as ever.

Loosening the iron chain on the young man's hand, Mortil carried him into the bathroom to wash.

Maybe it's because the consciousness is unconscious, and the young people will unconsciously groan and say no when they are suffering from pain.

This almost caused Mortil to go into battle again, but seeing the young man's body covered in bruises, the pussy behind him was injured due to cracking...

The youngest major general in the empire still held back his hormones.

"You'd better not exceed my bottom line of indulging you, or you may really kill me... Oh, I'm wrong, of course I'm unwilling to fuck you to death, it's okay to keep you unable to get out of bed."

"So, stop messing around, Hughes baby."

After washing the youth and changing into pajamas, Mortil left a bloody kiss on the youth's lips.

Yes, Mortier has indulged Hughes' unreasonable troubles for a long time.

From playing against himself in the First Academy, to getting Hughes promoted in the Mecha Contest team competition, and now Hughes is taking the glory he indulged to give to another interstellar girl.

Just thinking about it is a shame, but the Wilt family needs to remind that one.

The political turmoil of the Wells Empire is not good for everyone, and maybe someday the alien civilization will invade.

The owner of this bedroom opened his eyes only after Mortil left.

The corners of the lips are slightly sore...

Hughes in the darkness tightened his quilt, his eyes filled with madness and pain...

The honor of the family and that person were originally contrary to each other.

Just get through these few days, just wait until this game is over.

just end...