Myriad Insects Mysterious Male Insect is also a pet wife today [Zerg]

Walpole still clearly remembered that last time, the B-rank male who was temporarily accepted by the military department because the female monarch was killed in the war to suppress the interstellar rebellion, almost turned the general department upside down.

Walpole still has lingering fears when he thinks about it now.

The male rights association should immediately set up a male shelter instead of sending all homeless males to the military.

"Your Excellency, you can sit there first." Walpole pointed to an empty seat for Xi Ci, but fortunately the office area is large enough.

Because the arrival of the male lord was so sudden, Walpole was not prepared at all.

"Well... that should be all. I have other things to do first, please do your own thing." Walpole has to deal with the information that needs to be processed that day before the chief arrives, so he usually needs to come in advance , but today was interrupted by extra business, so Walpole needs to hurry up.

When Walpole was working, he was full of thoughts in his mind, and he never thought that the male lord who came to work was the one at the time. He brushed his chest secretly, thumping non-stop.

I didn't notice at all that even my own name was wrongly signed on the document.

Xi Ci walked to the coffee machine. Just now Walpole said that he would make a cup of coffee for the chief every morning.

Xi Ci is not picky about what his job is, since he has come to a new planet, it is normal to start from scratch.

It's just that the coffee machine is a bit unfamiliar to Xi Ci.

He studied the text above, and was about to use a container to pour a spoonful of coffee beans into it for a try, but he didn't know how many coffee beans he needed at a time.

"...Your Excellency Xi Ci?" At this moment, a cold and doubtful voice came from behind Xi Ci.

Hearing the sound, Xi Ci turned his head and saw the familiar silver-haired female. He smiled and said hello, "Major General Enol."

Enol also thought that he would be able to see Xi Ci again so soon. When he first entered the door, he caught a glimpse of the figure here and couldn't believe it, but Enol with long black hair would not be mistaken.

"Your Excellency, are you here?" After Enol saw Xi Ci, the corner of his mouth curled up, which he didn't even notice.

His eyes moved to the action of Xi Ci's hand, and he frowned subconsciously. What does Walpole do for food? How could His Excellency Xi Ci do this kind of thing himself.

He took off the black gloves covering his slender fingers, put them aside, then stretched out his hand, intending to take the cup in Xi Ci's hand.

Xi Ci was puzzled for a moment, seeing Enol's hand stretched out in front of him, he didn't pass the cup to him, but put it on the table, he took Enol's hand, and brought him to his side , and let go.

Xi Ci's hand was only touched slightly, and he didn't touch it for too long, as if it didn't have any special meaning.

Enol's ears turned red again subconsciously. Although the touch on his hand was only for a moment, it was fleeting, but the numbness completely spread to the bottom of his heart.

Xi Ci really didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to pull Enol to his side, and let him have a look: "Major General, how should this coffee machine be used?"

Enol pursed her lips. Seeing from behind, the distance between the two was really close, almost touching each other.

Enol subconsciously recalled the time when Xi Ci helped him with spiritual counseling, and the tips of his ears became even redder.

He subconsciously bit his lower lip again, restraining his mental strength that was about to surge, picked up the cup on the table, and said, "Open this place first..."

Xi Ci watched carefully, remembering every step.

Enol's hands are very white, especially pale and fragile compared with the dark hard coffee beans.

Enol's fingertips were slender, and he manipulated every step freely, until the coffee machine slowly poured out steaming coffee, and when the last drop was finished, he pushed the cup towards Xici: "Okay."

Xi Ci looked away from the coffee machine, feeling that Enol seemed to have misunderstood something.

He seemed to think he wanted coffee?

Xi Ci ignored the cup of coffee on the table and was about to say something when Enol suddenly spoke.

"Your Excellency, you don't need to call me Major General."

Xi Ci thought for a while, then changed the phrase: "Sir?"

Enol raised his eyes and glanced at Xi Ci, as if to say that there is a difference between the two names.

Xi Ci casually glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, and smiled in a low voice: "Sir, go to work."

Looking at this posture, I don't know if I thought Xi Ci was the chief.

Enol: "Call me if you need something."

Enol entered his own office, Xi Ci was bored and leaned back on his chair. On the desktop was a form handed over to him to check the data. Very simple things hardly require brains, and no one will even complete them. Never mind.

He leaned back on his chair and turned the chair lazily. What he didn't expect was that even in the military headquarters, he still had nothing to do.

He got up, went to the coffee machine to get another cup of hot coffee, served it on a plate, and then went to ring Enol's office.

"Come in." Enol spoke very simply and his voice was cold when he was working.

Xi Ci held the handle and opened the door, and saw that Enol, who was sitting at the desk, seemed to have a cool feeling all over his body. The bright sunlight outside the room swept over Enol through the window, and he seemed to be able to see his fair face clearly. Tiny fluff.

Xi Ci quietly walked to Enol's side, and stood aside to watch him work.

Enol was browsing the report on the siege and suppression of the star beast. Seeing that the visitor hadn't spoken for a long time, he raised his head impatiently.

Enol raised his gaze, and when he saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, and put down the document in his hand: "Your Excellency, why are you here?"

Xi Ci saw that Enol's appearance when he went to work was not the same person he had seen before, and he handed over the coffee in his hand: "Sir, your coffee?"

The expression on Enol's face seemed to pause, as if he was wondering that he didn't ask for coffee.

Xi Ci seemed to know what Enol was thinking, and his tone was relaxed, like a breeze blowing past his ears: "Your adjutant said that you need a cup of coffee every morning."

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