Marriage [Interstellar]

How could it be him?

The moment Lou Qing saw the source of the breath, he was immediately stunned.

"That king" was wearing a black military uniform with the brim of his hat pressed down extremely low. At first glance, only his white alienated skin and the reflection of his calf-high military boots could be noticed.

He just stood there, but the people around him didn't even dare to make a sound.

Lou Qing's heart was pounding, and then his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he swallowed hard—fuck, it smells so good!

Right in front of his eyes, the aura was beyond melodious. If Lou Qing were a cat, there would be a 3-meter-high catnip tree in front of him.

Lou Qing's failure to pounce on him immediately was due to his lack of self-control.

However, that catnip was not conscious at all, and walked towards Lou Qing.

Lou Qing's eyes widened, and she silently refused.

don't come here!

If you come here again, I will suck you! !

You'll kill me after smoking it! ! !

It's a pity that the man didn't see Lou Qing's despairing eyes, and he walked up to Che Huan in three steps from a distance of five meters.

The little old man who was at the side of the car had disappeared, and the servants around him also retreated at the same time. The whole car was like an isolated island, and Lou Qing was left alone on the island, waiting for the monster to approach.

"Lou Qing."

The man called Lou Qing's name through the gauze curtain, with a low voice and a cold tone.

Lou Qing tried his best not to breathe too much, but the breath seemed to penetrate through the pores, and it was still eroding Lou Qing's sanity.

"Ah."

Lou Qing heard himself answer.

The man stretched out his hand and opened the gauze curtain, and the face called "monster" by the alliance appeared in front of Lou Qing.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be "inorganic".

Most of the man's face was covered by a white carapace, his eyes were a mixture of dark gold and deep red, his pupils were strange cross star rays, and the only lips that could be seen with human features were coldly pursed, without the slightest expression.

——Rather than saying that he is a person, a cold word like "machine" seems to be more in line with his temperament.

The man hung the gauze curtain aside, then stretched out his hand towards Lou Qing's face——Lou Qing's eyes widened, the fiery breath almost turned into substance and fell on his face, he only felt a heat on his face, a light.

The mask was taken off.

At the same time, the shutters of the surrounding reporters "clicked"—this was the first time that the little prince Lou Qing showed his true colors in front of the public.

The man put the mask on the side of the seat, and spread his palms in front of Lou Qing.He said: "My name is Yan Yu, and you are my wife from today on."

Lou Qingde admitted that his heart skipped a beat because of this - although the alienation of his body is hard to ignore, Yan Yu's own charm is also very strong.

But then Lou Qing remembered that there were 20 "wives" in Yan Yu's family, and this sentence was probably the 21st time he said it.

Lou Qing: "..."

Pooh.

Slag Mint!

Lou Qing spurned the scumbag in his heart, but with a reserved face, he slowly put his hand on Yan Yu's palm.

This is just a very common action, but it seems to have turned on a mysterious switch, and the concentration of the blazing breath reached its peak the moment their skin touched.

If Lou Qing was smoking catnip before, then now he is soaked in the juice extracted from catnip, and he suddenly turned into a handful of frost and snow wrapped in the scorching sun, and even his bones can melt into water instantly.

Lou Qing's legs went limp immediately.

"Be careful."

Yan Yu didn't expect Lou Qing to kneel down suddenly, he quickly reached out to catch him, and took advantage of the situation to carry Lou Qing out of the chariot.

Lou Qing only felt that he was stepping on a cloud, and his body and mind had gained an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. His whole body was light and warm, and every cell relaxed as if he had found a home. Comfort and drowsiness began to wash over his body. brain.

Lou Qing's rationality was completely defeated, and the whole person was dominated by instinct.

So when Yan Yu bent down and tried to put Lou Qing down on the ground, he found that Lou Qing was hugging his neck with his legs curled up, expressing "I just won't go down" with actions.

Yan Yu: "?"

Yan Yu, who has always been calm and decisive, was stunned for two seconds at this time—probably he didn't understand why the person who committed suicide because of fear of marrying him before suddenly became a pendant?

But it was only two seconds, Yan Yu straightened up after two seconds, and just walked forward with Lou Qing in his arms.

After taking two steps, he stopped again—the king and his wife of Savimaso stood obliquely in front of him. Their faces were pale, and fear was clearly written on their faces, even overshadowing their worries about their children.

Yan Yu didn't look at them, but turned to remind Lou Qing: "It's time to say goodbye to your parents."

At this time, Lou Qing's brain was gone, and the words he heard could not be digested in his brain, so he swallowed an answer.

"Hey, why say goodbye, my parents are long gone."

Yan Yu: "..."

King and his wife: "..."

Lou Qing leaned on Yan Yu's shoulder, like a satiated cat, even the strands of her hair were limp.

He yawned, then leaned towards Yan Yu's neck with half-closed eyes, muttering dissatisfied: "Why is the smell so weak? Come here, a little bit, ah..."

The last few words had only a nasal sound left, and within three seconds after finishing these words, Lou Qing fell asleep in Yan Yu's arms.

Yan Yu: "..."

King and his wife: "..."

"so be it."

In the end, it was the king who twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, summoned up all his courage to look directly at Yan Yu, and said something enjoining, "Please take good care of him."

Yan Yu looked down at him, nodded solemnly: "I will."

·

Lou Qing had a dream.

In the dream, there is a piece of golden universe island, in which there are countless white starbursts, they are spinning, blooming and decaying.It ended up being a golden eye.

Lou Qing stood in front of this eye. From the golden pupil, he saw the prosperity of all things and the metabolism of personnel; he saw the disaster of Erdan City and the rise of Deyuanka; he saw the death of countless people and the growth of the alliance. ...

But in the eyes that reflect everything in the world, he is the only one who is absent.

He saw it all, but he was not in it all.

At that moment, Lou Qing felt an unprecedented loneliness.

In an instant, thousands of tons of seawater poured out of the golden eyes, pushing and pushing Lou Qing into the boundless black seabed. Since then, no one knows, no one sees, and no one can find him.

The endless blackness and the whiteness stripped of the five senses finally merged into a suffocating feeling that strangled the throat, covering Lou Qing's mouth and nose tightly.

Lou Qing struggled, struggled——

"what!"

Lou Qing took a sharp breath and opened his eyes.

The sensor in the room detected that the owner had woken up, so the dim light gradually brightened, and the steel porthole beside the bed was also folded, revealing a sea of ​​silent stars outside.

Yes, he was born again.

Lou Qing let out a breath slowly, the feeling of suffocation in his chest gradually dissipated, and his body became more relaxed.

He sat up from the bed, then looked around, wondering - where is this?

knock knock.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and a girl's voice sounded outside the door.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

Lou Qing was startled, then looked towards the door, and said loudly, "Well, I'm awake."

The voice outside asked again: "I have prepared a change of clothes, is it convenient for you to bring them in now?"

Lou Qing lowered his head and looked at himself—it was still the same white dress, the jacket was taken off, and everything else was still on, but he was sleeping so badly, it was horrible.

Lou Qing stretched his clothes, got out of bed and replied, "Come in."

The one who pushed the door and entered was a little girl, about ten years old, wearing a water-red dress, with lovely apple muscles, and her eyes were naturally smiling.

She is a lively little girl.

Pushing a small iron cart, she stood three steps away from Lou Qing, folded her hands in front of her and bowed, introducing herself with a smile.

"Your Highness, my name is Wu Lan, and I'm your maid. Just ask me if you need anything in the future, and I will try my best to meet all your needs."

After speaking, Wu Lan took out the clothes prepared for Lou Qing from the trolley.

"You can take a shower and change clothes first, and then I will take you to familiarize yourself with the layout of the spaceship."

Lou Qing nodded and asked again; "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, Your Highness can order the taste you prefer, and I will prepare it for you. Do you want to eat it now?"

Thinking of the state of this body, Lou Qing replied, "It's fine if it's light, and I'll eat it after I wash it later."

"Yes. I'll go and prepare it for you."

Wu Lan saluted Lou Qing, and then left the room.

Lou Qing went to the bathroom.

While taking a shower, he glanced at himself in the mirror.

It may be the "generational face" of more than 200 years. The appearance of the little prince is five or six points similar to Lou Qing himself, but he is too thin, like ribs.

"You have to exercise hard."

Lou Qing said to herself in the mirror.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly realized - can he still have a chance to exercise?

After all, Yan Yu is not only tall, but judging by the way he hugged him, he is also quite tall...

Ok?

and many more.

What did he do with Yan Yu?

Lou Qing froze in the hot water, but his head was rewinding quickly, and then he saw the picture of himself leaning on Yan Yu's shoulder, the picture of himself hugging Yan Yu's neck, and the picture of himself leaning on Yan Yu's neck. The picture of Yan Yu trying to suck someone in front of his neck...

Lou Qing: "..."

You are so fucking good, Lou Qing!

Lou Qing closed his eyes in despair.

It’s over.

He thought that he might not live to tomorrow.

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