Accidentally pregnant with a cub [Interstellar]

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Colorful neon lights illuminate the night sky, the lights are bright, the streets are full of traffic, people in gorgeous clothes are bustling, and the suspension cars fly lightly in the air without leaving a trace. This is the first master of Badiman Star City, the Purple Star City known as the capital of the Star Thieves.

Equally famous for its prosperity is the purple star flower sea that covers both sides of the street. The lavender petals are shaped like teardrops, clustered around the golden core, and each flower bud is small and delicate, which can be seen from a distance. Like a purple daisy in full bloom, against the wind and waves, there is a burst of fragrance.

The fragrance of this flower is completely different from other flowers. It is not like the fragrance of plants, but rather a faint fragrance, such as a young woman's delicate perfume. You may feel dizzy when you smell it at first, but after you get used to it, there will be a slight faintness. Euphoria.

Because of its uniqueness, it is gradually regarded as the national flower in Badiman Star.

A silver suspension car slowly parked in front of the brightly lit hotel. This is the largest hotel in Purple Star City. The high-rise towering into the sky covers an area of ​​[-] acres. Countless guards and security guards are waiting inside and outside the hotel. In a radius of ten miles, except for the participants holding the invitation letter, no other irrelevant personnel are allowed to enter.

Victor, who had been waiting in the hall for a long time, saw Lin Ying, put on a smiling face, and approached him.

"Lord Leo, long time no see," Victor's fat on his greasy face trembled as he left in a hurry.

"Long time no see," Lin Ying nodded slightly.

"I didn't expect the adults to bring someone here." Victor glanced at the black-haired young man with his head down behind him, and asked curiously, "I don't know who can fall into the eyes of the adults."

"Lord Victor really forgets things a lot," Lin Ying said flatly, "This is still the slave you gave me."

"Oh?" Victor was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he turned his head to ask the attendant next to him, "Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, my lord, you once sent a slave to Lord Leo," Jason said flatteringly, "That slave was transferred out as soon as he arrived in our fifth city. It's understandable that your lord didn't remember it."

"Oh, look at my wooden fish head," Victor patted his head regretfully, glanced up at Lin Ying, rolled his eyes, and said with a sigh, "I'm getting old, I don't remember many things, this... ...Is this the black-haired slave that I sent you?"

"It's been too long, and I don't remember," Jason said with his head bowed in shame.

Hearing this, Victor trembled all over, seemed to be extremely angry, and cursed loudly, "What? I don't know this little thing, what use is it to you!"

"My lord, calm down, my lord, calm down," Jason bowed his back and apologized repeatedly.

After scolding, he turned to Lin Ying, changed his expression, and quickly apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

"No problem," Lin Ying watched the performance of the two with cold eyes.

While talking, several people also walked to the door of the banquet hall.

In the magnificently decorated hall, there are elegant and romantic crystal chandeliers, slightly trembling beaded tassels on the lamps, soft and elegant carpets, low hanging velvet blue curtains, and melodious music surrounding them.

People in costumes gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing happily, unlike the Alliance people who love simple suits when they attend banquets, Buddymane, regardless of men and women, prefer to wear cumbersome and delicate floor-length gowns, dressed from head to toe with jewels, it seems that this is the only way Only in this way can they reflect the distinctive aristocratic temperament in their bones.

Even if Lin Ying simply wore a plain robe when he entered the country, it could not cover the wide shoulders and slender waist under the robe. His tall figure and awe-inspiring aggressive aura attracted many people the moment he entered the banquet hall. human gaze.

Those who can be invited to attend the annual meeting of the main city will not be ordinary people. There is only the difference between noble and more noble. Even though Lin Ying and the others are dressed plainly, anyone with a discerning eye can recognize the city lord Victor who is accompanying him at a glance.

Lin Ying had no desire to make friends with others, and after separating from Victor, he took Lin Qingzhi to find a quiet place and sat down.

Sending away the guests who wanted to chat with him indifferently, he took away the champagne in front of him and replaced it with freshly squeezed golden orange juice, poured it into a goblet and placed it in front of Lin Qingzhi.

"Are you ok?"

Lin Qingzhi suffered from motion sickness on the hover car just now, his face was pale, and he had no blood at all, so he had to follow him despite his persuasion.

"It's okay, I'm much better," Lin Qingzhi smiled, took the sweet orange juice and drank it slowly.

The same plain robe on his body sets off his thin shoulders and back, the wrist bone holding the wine glass is protruding, the skin on the back of the hand is transparent, and even blue flat blood vessels can be seen, as if he was so fragile that someone gently pinched him. Can pinch off.

After Lin Ying saw it, he felt a little unspeakably upset, and was slightly angry, and he didn't know what he was angry about.

He stood up, "Is there anything you want to eat, I'll get it for you."

"No, I can go by myself," Lin Qingzhi just wanted to stand up, but he pressed his shoulders and pushed him back.

"You sit down and don't run around," he whispered.

Lin Qingzhi looked at his leaving back with some surprise, keenly aware that he didn't seem to be in a good mood, which made him a little puzzled.

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"is it him?"

In the VIP room on the second floor of the banquet hall, someone was also monitoring everything in the banquet hall.

"Yes, my lord, he is Leo, the lord of the Seventh City," Baird said in a respectful manner, with his head hanging on his chest and his hands clasped tightly on his sides.

On the solemn sofa, he hid in the darkness, tapped his finger lightly, and said lightly, "Bring him up."

"Yes!" Baird didn't dare to breathe, tensed his body, bent down and retreated.

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"Lord Leo!"

Lin Ying, who was eating with Lin Qingzhi, looked up and saw Baird walking towards him, put down the knife and fork without haste, stood up, nodded and said, "Master Baird."

Baird glanced at Lin Qingzhi inadvertently, then turned his head and smiled at Lin Ying, "You are blessed, the master wants to see you."

The "Master" in his mouth is undoubtedly Donald, the supreme ruler of the All-Star Pirates. Only Donald's confidants and people around him will call him "Master". No one else has this qualification, and outsiders can only respectfully call him "Your Majesty".

After all, this is the most noble "empire" territory in the entire interstellar blood!

Seeing that Lin Qingzhi behind him was also going with him, Baird stopped, shook his head, his eyes were unclear, "Master only saw one person."

Lin Qingzhi remembered his submissive slave persona, and his eyes widened in fear, like a pet afraid of being abandoned by its master.

Seeing those wet and beautiful eyes, Lin Ying suppressed a strange feeling in his heart, subconsciously softened his voice, and comforted, "You wait for me here."

The insecure little slave nodded slightly.

"What a beautiful and lovely person," Baird said with a chuckle, "actually provoked our cold city lord to fall in love."

Lin Ying frowned, with a cold face, not wanting to pay attention to his nonsense.

"I haven't played for a long time now, but I haven't found that the goods on Galstar are getting better and better. I will ask Victor to send me some of them someday," Baird stopped laughing and said inexplicably.

"Your Majesty asked me to talk about these things?" Lin Ying asked coldly.

"Then I don't know," Baird stopped, pushed open the door, and smiled decently, "Please."

Thick curtains obscured the bright sunlight outside the window. An old man with gray hair was sitting in front of him with a cane in his hand. The warm yellow light from the floor lamp illuminated his kind face and the beautifully carved dragon snake cane under his hand.

Lin Ying shuddered inwardly, bowed slightly, and put his right hand on his shoulder. This is the noble etiquette for superiors within Star Pirates.

"Good day, Your Majesty."

"Good day, my child," Donald smiled and waved, "Sit down."

Like a really amiable old man who just asked Lin Ying to chat about some daily life, he asked him about his current situation and the governance measures of the Seventh City with concern.

Lin Ying's attitude was not very warm but not indifferent. Donald even joked with him and half-complained about his poor health. He asked with interest, "I heard from the children that the lord of our seventh city is unparalleled, but no one has seen it before. I wonder if I have a chance to see his real face today?"

In this territory, what Donald wants to do is just a matter of one sentence. His words are already too self-effacing. Lin Ying paused for a moment, and then readily lowered his head and took off the mask he had been wearing on his face. Next, his scarred face was exposed, and the intricate dark scars covered his entire face, which was even more shocking than when Lin Quan was there before.

Donald obviously didn't expect this to happen, he was taken aback, "How did it happen?"

"It was left after being burned a long time ago," Lin Ying didn't care, and put the mask back on as if he was used to it.

In fact, this is still Lin Qingzhi's masterpiece. The scar on Lin Ying's face has already faded a lot, but fearing that Donald would find out his identity, Lin Qingzhi used something to mess with his face for a while, and then suddenly disappeared. There are many old scars.

Except for the color of eyes and hair, there is no similarity with the "dead" General Lin at all, not to mention that ordinary people would not associate a living person with a dead person.

He was called to Purple Star City this time because they suspected that he was involved in the attack on Raton City, but what puzzled him was that during the half an hour with Donald, he didn't mention that at all, as if it was true It's just like chatting with him.

Something was wrong, didn't they suspect that black-haired young man? Lin Qingzhi and Lin Quan looked very similar at first glance, and he even brought him in purposely to remove his suspicion.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in Lin Ying's mind, thinking of Lin Qingzhi who was left alone downstairs, his heart skipped a beat.

Baird, who was guarding outside, stopped Lin Ying who was in a hurry.

"Is there something wrong?" Thinking that Lin Qingzhi might be in danger at this time, Lin Ying's face was as dark as water, and his tone was not friendly.

Baird shrugged his shoulders and said with pity, "Your little slave ate the Misty Flower by mistake, and I have already asked him to take him back to his room to rest."

"Count it as a gift from me to you," he took out a room card and said with an ambiguous smile, "Enjoy it."

Lin Ying kicked open the door of the guest room almost at a gallop, rushed in without thinking, and saw a scene that made his eyes turn red.

The young man whose clothes were intact last second was calm and self-sufficient, and now he was lying powerlessly on the bed, a trace of confusion appeared in his dark eyes, his cheeks were flushed, his red lips were slightly parted, his small red tongue was looming, and his neckline was wide open, revealing His snow-white and thin shoulder blades, and his beautiful white skin like satin, were still unconsciously rubbing against the sheets.

Lin Qingzhi felt his body was on fire, it was terribly hot, the desire/desire between his/legs was high, but his limbs were weak and limp, his whole body was like a fish out of water, breathing heavily on the bed.

Fan/love flower is at most a fan/drug for adult men who have been through the wind/moon, because it can make people's hands and feet sore, many women in love/fields like to mix a little in their perfume, which can make men Can't get enough of them.

All he knew was that he was attacked from behind in the corridor just after he came out of the bathroom and before he entered the banquet hall. How could his physical stamina, which had been in the laboratory all year round, be better than that of a vigorous assailant, but within a few moments he was attacked Uniform, it seems that the visitor just came here to test, and didn't intend to hurt him. He smelled the pungent fragrance of flowers, and then lost consciousness.

Open your eyes again and you will be in this room.

"Brother...I'm so uncomfortable," Lin Qingzhi murmured helplessly as he stared at the motionless young man standing in front of him with his eyes lost.

A small amount of fascination/love flower does have the effect of boosting the mood, but inhaling a large amount at one time will make the limbs weak, dizzy, and ignite the passion/desire like an aphrodisiac.

After the initial impact, Lin Ying had recovered, tilted his head slightly to avoid his sight, and quickly helped him put on the torn robe to cover his naked/exposed skin, and said in a hoarse voice, "You Bear with me, I'll find you a woman."

"No!" Although his mind was muddled, but he was not completely unconscious, he raised his hand and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes with great effort, and gasped, "I don't want... take me away."

Lin Ying also understood that this is not a safe place. After thinking about it, he took off his robe and wrapped it around the young man, while he wore only a tight vest and trousers, bent down and hugged the defenseless young man in his arms. inside.

The young man in his arms was soft and moist, so light that it was unbelievable. Before Lin Ying finished sighing in his heart, he felt the furry head on his chest rubbing back and forth, and his heart was itchy, so he quickly stretched out his hand to hold it.

Lin Qingzhi's forehead rested on his muscular chest muscles, and the thin tight vest seemed unstoppable. The warm body temperature was the best source of relief for him who was in high fever at this time.

Shackled the restless young man in his arms, Lin Ying quickly left the banquet hall and almost sprinted back to the suspension vehicle.

Being placed in the back seat, Lin Qingzhi lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, his face was flushed, his brows were wrinkled, his lips were slightly parted, and the hot air he exhaled seemed to have a seductive fragrance.

"Are you okay?", patting his face lightly, unexpectedly the young man stuck up like a kitten, and there was a low moan between his lips and teeth.

Lin Ying quickly withdrew his hand like an electric shock, fastened his seat belt carefully, and quickly sat in the driver's seat as if fleeing from a refugee.

The heartbeat was like a drum, and the momentary contact seemed to ignite an evil fire, which ignited the whole body with the force of a prairie fire, and finally gathered in the lower/abdomen.

"Damn it," Lin Ying took a deep breath of the evil thoughts in his heart, pulled off the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator to rush towards the hotel.