Major General, he is showing affection again

When Garcia went downstairs, Quentin just opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma of the food spread out, and the tempting aroma could be smelled from far away.

Quentin's shirt was open, revealing his muscular chest wrapped in the clothes; his sleeves were also rolled up to his elbows, and the sunlight was refracted from the glass and sprinkled on Quentin's body.Strong arms, handsome and tough lines, matched with the pink apron around his waist.

Although it was a very strange match, it made people feel inexplicably coordinated, as if he should have been like this in the first place.

Quentin in a maid outfit, Garcia tilted his chin and thought for a while, but just this thought made people laugh.

Garcia raised his foot and took a step forward, but the right foot he had just raised couldn't come down.

Garcia struggled and struggled again.

Still nothing works.It was as if someone was pulling him from behind, pinning him in place.

The nails hooking Garcia's trousers gleamed with triumph.

The nail was located relatively low, and Garcia's hands couldn't reach it anyway. In desperation, he pressed his waist with one hand, leaned on the wall and slowly squatted sideways, intending to rescue himself by himself.

The movement of bending over pulled the freshly wrapped wound.

"Hiss!" Garcia's lips could not stop crying out in pain.

Quentin, who was stirring the soup pot in the kitchen, seemed to hear the sound, dropped the spoon and ran out immediately.

"Don't move, don't move." Quentin rushed in front of Garcia like a wind. He has a good grasp of the speed. Standing in front of Garcia, he will not bring the force of the impact to the opponent, like a vigorous bull. The wolf can completely compete with the best [-]-meter runner in the red wolf star.

Quentin put one hand on the ground and knelt beside Garcia on one knee, carefully checking the situation.

From Garcia's point of view, he could see Quentin clearly in front of him. He had just washed short black hair that was not completely dried. Sexy lips that have been intimately touched countless times.Even the mole on the ear can be seen clearly.

Quentin carefully unwrapped the legs of the trousers that were wrapped around the nails. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw some slight wrinkles in Garcia's trouser legs, and cleaned them up for him along the way.

Just like what he did for Garcia every morning and evening when they were in love more than ten years ago.Quentin is a considerate lover who always has a way to take good care of his lover in every inadvertent detail without attracting any attention.

Garcia suppressed the throbbing in his heart, he saw all of Quentin's little movements just now.This guy has an indescribable magical power, even if he hates him so much, he is still reluctant to settle his grievances with a knife.

There was something wet in his eyes, he forced himself to look up and count the intricate lines on the ceiling.

Before counting to ten, the world turned upside down, a strong sense of dizziness hit, and Garcia grabbed Quentin by the neckline.

Quentin hugged Garcia tightly in his arms: "Don't move, the wounds are all open."

Said, picked up the person and sat on the sofa.

******

"Red Wolf Star TV News: May NO.20 is coming soon, and the [-]th Festival is approaching. In this day of family reunion, many young people who have worked hard outside have set foot on the starship to return home. The whole The atmosphere in the empire has become brisk. As the festival approached, Lord Warren, the cabinet minister, visited the orphanage on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor and spent a pleasant day with the lovely children."

Garcia on the sofa folded his arms around his chest. The [-]th Festival is similar to the Mid-Autumn Festival in the ancient earth. It is a festival for family reunion in the traditional sense. A few light years, as long as the parents are still there, and the homeland is still there, the wandering wanderers will travel thousands of miles to gather at the knees of their parents.

In the past, social activities such as visiting orphanages and visiting orphans and widowed elderly were personally presided over by His Majesty the Emperor, so as to drive the people to respect the old and love the young, and to guide the social atmosphere.In the past 21 years, no matter what happened, His Majesty the Emperor always insisted on coming forward in person, even for this day's itinerary.But this time, it was the cabinet minister Warren who came forward.

Garcia's slender legs tapped on the table regularly. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just an insignificant activity. A huge wave, if one is not careful, maybe there will be a big reshuffle in the upper echelons of the empire.

What is the state of His Majesty's body now?

A hand was stretched out in front of Garcia, and with a snap, the screen changed to a lush green football field.

Quentin threw away the remote control in his hand carelessly, and sat next to Garcia: "What's so interesting about a political show with a group of old bad old men, why don't you watch football with me!"

"Hey, the old man of the emperor has been dead for so many years? He's so lucky!" Quentin muttered softly, but he forgot that there were peacocks besides him and Garcia.

The peacock, who hated Quentin deeply, used a little trick to let Garcia hear this sentence clearly.

The veins on Garcia's forehead were throbbing, and he finally couldn't hold back; "Quentin children's shoes, as a citizen of the empire, you lack basic respect for leaders."

Garcia snatched the remote control: "What's so interesting about a football game? A group of people compete for a goal, and they can't score a goal in the end. It's a waste of time, it's better to watch Interstellar news."

Garcia was about to change the channel, but Quentin was one step ahead of him and turned off the TV.

There was his usual disdainful smile on the corner of Quentin's mouth: "A shameless old hooligan who even killed his wife and son for the throne, what is there to respect. This is the kind of person I despise the most in my life."

Fred I's contractor, wife Queen Hagrid, was assassinated many years ago in the Stee galaxy, and her whereabouts are unknown. The only son of His Majesty the Emperor and the only heir to the empire were also missing together.

After the queen disappeared, Fred I began to linger on the sick bed, and the situation deteriorated to the point where he needed to prepare for the funeral. With the help of high-tech medical technology, although the emperor was rescued, no one knew that in the case of losing the contractor, How long can the emperor, who suffers from eclipsing pain every day, last.

It is said that the flower representing the seal of the contract on His Majesty's chest has disappeared.Your Majesty the Queen, she must have died.

There have been rumors in the market that His Majesty the Emperor has long been in love with the lady of the Bray family, but because of his image, he can't divorce his wretched wife as soon as he becomes the emperor. How will the people think of their emperor?

The Bray family is one of the oldest clans in the Okan Empire. The Bray family wanted to marry their daughter to His Majesty the Emperor to make him a child, but Fred I sternly rejected it. Garcia guessed that these gossips were released by them.Deliberately pouring dirty water on His Majesty the Emperor.

But such a clumsy message, Quentin actually believed it, Quentin is a big pig! !

Garcia was so angry that his heart ached, so he opened up all his firepower: "Did you forget to bring your brain home when you went out today? I also believe such stupid words. Have you forgotten that once the blood contract of the Orkan people is formed, they cannot Cancellation, Your Majesty sent someone to assassinate the Queen? If you kill your contractor, Your Majesty will die too. Could it be that His Majesty is impatient with his own life and wants to play a game of dying for love."

"Quentin children's shoes, your imagination is too rich."

Quentin retorted: "Garcia, do you know that there is a saying that cleverness is misunderstood by cleverness, don't act like you are the best in the world all day long, who is Fred I, I know better than you .”

Garcia has been in and out of the court since he was a child, and he followed Fred I. He admired the emperor's character and ways of doing things. Fred I also felt that he and this child hit it off. Garcia's teacher is still of special significance.

Garcia went crazy when he heard this, what a good person the teacher is, you can insult me, but you can't insult my idol.Garcia raised his fist and punched Quentin on the bridge of the nose.

There was a crisp crunching sound.

Quentin covered his nose in pain, drop after drop, the scarlet viscous liquid leaked from his fingers.

The veins on Quentin's painful forehead bulged, and a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, which seemed to be Garcia's golden-armed eagle badge. The evil fire in his heart was so strong that he could no longer suppress it.

Quentin threw a punch and scuffled with Garcia.He himself is a master of melee combat, and Garcia's waist has not healed, so he is naturally two or three points slower in action. After three or five rounds, Quentin twisted his arm back and pressed him against the wall.

Seeing Quentin's fist hit, Garcia suddenly closed his eyes.

The fist containing terrifying explosive power brushed past Garcia's ears with the whistling wind, and pounded heavily on the wall.

Garcia looked at the man who was clearly on the verge of rage.

Quentin buried his head on the side of Garcia's neck, took a deep breath, and the familiar smell from his nostrils calmed his manic mind.

"Garcia, I have a different opinion from yours. Don't try to convince me. You can't convince me. You still have injuries on your body, so you are not suitable for doing it."

Quentin picked up Garcia and walked to the bedroom.Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a little weird. Quentin silently tore off Garcia's white silk shirt.

This kind of silk product is said to have existed since the time of the ancient earth. It was almost lost due to the war in the middle, and it was redeveloped in the past hundred years. In the Okan Empire, it was still a kind of clothing that only nobles and local tyrants could afford.is a status symbol.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a beauty named Meixi in the ancient earth who liked to tear silk the most. By the way, the husband of this beauty went bankrupt because all the family money was used for his wife to tear.

However, in the Red Wolf Star, this man was named the No.1 star new best man.

Quentin after tearing off a silk shirt: ...

Quentin silently tore off Garcia's clothes, silently applied the medicine, and silently bandaged Garcia up.Immediately packed up the medical bag, turned and left.

A hand grabbed him from behind.

"Tomorrow is the [-]th day, can you go home early?"

Home, this word is too unfamiliar to Quentin, no one has called him home for a long time, and he has never had a home since a long time ago.To him, this place is just a house that can shelter him from wind and rain.

And now, in his house, someone said to him, I'll wait for you at home, can you go home early?

Quentin's heart softened instantly, he nodded silently, then pushed the door and walked out.

Xiao Hei, who was eavesdropping on the corner outside the door, immediately pretended to be passing by by chance, and swaggered past with a big emerald bird on his head.

Quentin: ...

Hey, hey, little black children's shoes, don't think I won't recognize you because you're wearing a green hat, okay?Who else but you would stare at such a fat peacock running around.