Invalid Mark [Interstellar]

An Omega in estrus can establish a lifelong mark with Alpha. The main function of the lifelong mark is to increase the pregnancy rate of Omega. In addition, it can also allow Omega to enjoy more pleasure in the process of intimacy, and psychologically satisfy Alpha. Monopoly.

Although it is a lifelong mark, if Alpha and Omega can't mark each other by biting the gland, the lifelong mark will disappear after a period of time, and the operation will be faster.

For Her Royal Highness, life-marking is really useless and dangerous. The probability of conception for the first time-marking is very low, which doesn't mean there is no chance. He doesn't want to gamble on luck.

Jiang Xing didn't want to gamble either. The two of them didn't take advantage of this estrous period to mark their lives for life. It's just that Alpha's possessive desire was hard to control. He would still involuntarily try to enter the genital cavity when he was intimate. Huai Wu wanted to scold him very much, suffering from blurred thoughts , I couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while, so I could only push him aside unhappily.

Jiang Xing hugged him after taking a bath, and when he came back, he continued to hug him stickily. His slender and powerful fingers grabbed Huaiwu's waist, bit the side of his neck, and lightly brushed the soft skin, like a thirsty beast. , wanting to swallow the beloved treasure into his stomach: "Wait until next time..."

He purposely blurred the pronunciation of a few words, and his already deep voice showed a certain intention to hide: "...you will mark me with me for life, okay?"

There are many ways to create human beings in this era, but not many Alphas would choose to have this kind of surgery. Her Royal Highness was sleepy and tired. She was confused for a while before she realized it, and slightly bent her eyes: "Why do you want it so much? Lifetime mark?"

Jiang Xing replied bluntly: "Because I am greedy, Your Highness, I want you to be infected with my pheromone from inside to outside."

Her Royal Highness: "Then you have to please me first."

Jiang Xing stared at him for a moment, then raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "No problem."

He moved back, holding Huai Wu's leg with one hand.

"..." Huaiwu grasped the quilt tightly, and her voice was broken, "Wait... I'm not talking about this kind of thing, this kind of thing is enough... You bastard, did you do it on purpose..."

No matter how good a puppy is, it will occasionally pretend to be deaf and dumb.

On the morning of the first day of the new year, the military industry stars busily set up several huge pots and cooked dumplings.

The dumplings were made by many soldiers the night before. The fourth galaxy was in a sluggish state. The living supplies of this military star were not so rich, so they could be used for anything. There were also various fillings for the dumplings, but fortunately, they were all in the edible range.

It was steaming hot, and the local staff of the Military Star and the soldiers of the Wind Butterfly Legion held the bowls and looked forward to it. The scene looked like police dogs waiting in line with rice bowls in their mouths.

Jiang Xing got off the battleship and saw this scene.Out of some secret considerations, he has always used a one-time transfiguration sticker to change his appearance in front of everyone. In the eyes of the soldiers, he is just an ordinary Alpha. No one would compare him with the mysteriously dead Alpha. The Emperor Oswald of Tran is linked together.

Seeing the soldiers staring at the cauldron nervously and expectantly, he laughed silently. These soldiers who followed Her Highness the Princess were recruited from somewhere, and they were not too old. With simple and natural trust, they are unwavering in following Her Highness the Princess.

Jiang Xing used the communicator to contact Qin Yang: "How much do we have for our daily necessities? Take them out and add a meal for everyone."

Qin Yang didn't object: "Yes."

At any rate, he is also the former emperor of Atlanta. His private army’s living supplies are very high-end. Many biscuits and canned meat products are unheard of for soldiers from the distressed ninth galaxy. The moment humans moved down from the battleship, the soldiers of Fengdieyuan were full of lofty respect for this mysterious Alpha.

The atmosphere became more lively, and there were not enough pots for cooking dumplings, so everyone improvised a few more and prepared to have a big meal at noon.

Jiang Xing returned to his battleship. Judging from the reactions of the soldiers of the Wind Butterfly Corps, it was not difficult for him to guess the living standard of Her Royal Highness during the war. Forget about enjoying.

Jiang Xing also planned to cook a sumptuous lunch for his highness the princess. The ingredients were in the battleship, and he specially prepared it for a certain pampered highness before he set off.

He was thinking about the lunch menu, and the battleship's intelligent system sounded a reminder that someone was outside. He looked over, and his excellent memory made him recognize at a glance. The few people standing outside had once simulated opponents in military training at school.

Maybe it can also be called a rival in love.

Jiang Xing: "..."

Thinking of this group of people who have been with Her Royal Highness for the past few years, he was in a very bad mood.

He has not been able to accompany His Highness for such a long time, why should this group of people?

Fortunately, he still remembered that everyone is comrade-in-arms now, and opened the cabin door restrainedly, with no expression of joy or anger on his face: "What's the matter?"

When Jiang Xing appeared, the trio of guards had been covering up all the time, and they didn’t officially show up until now. After this meeting, they felt Alpha’s latent hostility. They were not stupid, they understood why, and they didn’t talk nonsense. Passed over a plate of dumplings: "Brothers specially made them for the leader, please give them to him."

"Yes." Jiang Xing took the plate and closed the hatch without saying a word.

The trio: "..."

To be honest, they have seen a lot of people in the world after fighting wars in the past few years, but they can still feel a trace of unspeakable fear when facing Jiang Xing. Sexuality and aura are too strong, no matter how restrained he is, he can't completely hide it. This is completely opposite to his peaceful and harmless time in the academy. It can only be said that he is worthy of being the first emperor of Atlanta, not in vain.

Jiang Xing walked into the Wind Butterfly mech cabin. Her Royal Highness woke up at some point, and she was in video communication with someone.

He put the dumplings in front of His Highness, and before he could speak, His Highness the Princess glanced down and sighed: "My soldiers' level of making dumplings has never improved."

Each dumpling has a big belly and a round waist, crooked melons and split dates. One can tell at a glance that they are meant to contain more fillings, so the edges of the dumplings can only be pinched into a thin line of grievance.

Jiang Xing: "Have they been making dumplings for you?"

"Almost. You know, I was very poor at the beginning. I couldn't even support my mechs. How could I get money to support my people. In order not to starve to death, I had to fight everywhere to grab territory."

"We usually cut down on food and clothing, so we can only eat something good during the New Year and holidays." Her Royal Highness lazily raised her chin, recalling the difficulties of fighting in the country, and at the end she coquettishly, "It's so pitiful, so you want It hurts me so much."

Jiang Xing promised: "I will."

Her Royal Highness made an inch of it, and said confidently: "This is not enough, I want you to give me all your love."

"It's all given to you," Jiang Xing held his hand, clasped his fingers, and pressed his palms together. His higher body temperature passed through, and they fit together like milk and water. "Unless I die, I can't use other things. proved by the way."

Gradually warm sunlight passed through the porthole, refracting colorful light, Huai Wu's empty right hand rested on Jiang Xing's shoulder, and clenched his clothes tightly.

They share a long kiss.

Chris in the light screen: "..."

Do you think I am dead?

Chris was very worried that the dog and man had forgotten the existence of other people and began to do indescribable things, so he couldn't bear it and cast the Great Compassion Curse in the communicator.

Her Royal Highness and Jiang Xing: "..."

Huai Wu and Jiang Xing separated, and some damp eyes looked at the light screen complainingly: "It's the New Year anyway, can't you play some festive music?"

"Do you want to be the background sound of love for you? Don't even think about it." Chris hasn't seen Jiang Xing for a long time, but he doesn't want to see him at all. Of course, when the news of Oswald's death reaches his ears , he did not believe it.

He intuited that Jiang Xing would not die so easily. With Jiang Xing's paranoia towards Huai Wu, Chris felt that he could only die in front of Huai Wu.

Jiang Xing said politely: "Happy New Year, Your Highness' younger brother."

Chris responded with a smile: "Let's have fun, my brother's ex-husband."

Jiang Xing: "..."

Her Royal Highness tapped Jiang Xing's forehead: "Be good, don't quarrel."

"Of course," Jiang Xing said harmlessly, "Why would I care about your brother."

"After all, he is my brother's ex-husband, so I still have to give him some face." Chris poked his cat's tail proudly, "Brother, when will you come back? There are quite a lot of good Alphas in our galaxy. The team wants to join the army and fight with you."

Jiang Xing's eyebrows twitched violently.

"Don't be distracted while eating. Let's talk later if you have anything to say." Jiang Xing picked up a dumpling that was so plump that it was about to burst its skin, and gently brought it to Her Royal Highness's mouth, and then closed it very naturally. communication.

The communication was hung up, and Chris, who was far away in the seventh galaxy, was so angry that he died.

"You are so stingy." Huaiwu accused.

Jiang Xing: "This kind of thing doesn't need to be generous."

"But Chris is right, you are still my ex-husband in name."

Jiang Xing used Oswald's name to make a marriage contract with Her Royal Highness. Oswald is dead in the eyes of the world, and of course he will be Her Royal Highness's "ex-husband".

Jiang Xing looked at him indulgently: "Your Highness, have you forgotten something? If you have forgotten, I can help you recall it now."

Her Royal Highness thought about it carefully, and changed her words as if nothing had happened: "Honey, if you don't feed me, I will starve to death."

Jiang Xing: "Aren't I feeding you?"

"Aren't you stupid, such a big dumpling, how can an elegant princess finish it in one bite, you have to separate it."

Her Royal Highness took a step back, and she had to take many steps in other ways to repay it.

Her Royal Highness never backs down in vain.

After this battle, Jiang Xing had a deeper understanding of this point.

Her Royal Highness is elusive and has no boundaries. This squeamish spirit who does all kinds of evil actually asks him to use chopsticks to cut dumplings into the shape of hearts, stars, and transform them into cute bunnies. If you don’t change them, you won’t eat them. There are many things to do, unimaginable things to do.

Jiang Xing took a deep breath, feeling that he had been developed new skills by Her Royal Highness the Princess.

A certain princess was very proud: "You are good at using chopsticks. If you run out of money in the future, I will let you perform acrobatics."

Fortunately, he had been the emperor for a few years before, Jiang Xing thought calmly, it was not so easy to be pissed off.

After finally finishing his breakfast, Jiang Xing wiped the corners of his lips, picked him up, and carried him to Fengdie's console.

Her Royal Highness: "What do you want?"

Jiang Xing replied briefly: "I haven't eaten yet."

Huai Wu: "..."

Don't be here either.

Why is this person so perverted.