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Fa'an, who came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes, of course stayed overnight. After all, Andre was so self-willed and insisted on taking up that task, so the time they spent together was only the little time before Andre's departure!

The stingy Fa'an counted the number of days, and hurriedly transported his own small quilt from the guest room to the bed in the master bedroom.

Andre leaned against the door frame, holding a glass of milk in his hand, watching his little fiancee rush up and down on the bed.

"Take a break."

He said to Fa'an who was shaking the quilt with his arms raised.

"Instead of letting me rest for a while." Fa'an stared, "You might as well come and help me!"

Andre had a helpless look on his face.

"But baby, you told me not to touch you and stay away from you."

Half an hour ago, Fa'an, who knew that the admiral would leave in three days, roared angrily.

"I told you not to touch it! Don't you want to touch it!"

Fa'an patted the quilt vigorously, "I told you not to accept this task, why are you so disobedient!"

"Be obedient, I am obedient."

Facing the fiancée rolling around, the majestic general outside pressed his temple with a headache, and walked over to help the fiancée spread the quilt.

He stuffed the milk cup into Fa'an's arms, grabbed Fa'an's knee with one hand, and wrapped Fa'an's armpit with the other. He lifted him up and put him on the bedside, and he carried the quilt brought by the other party at the end of the bed, spread it flat and folded it. , placed neatly next to the original quilt in the master bedroom.

Fa'an drank milk, carefully examined the results of the general's work, and finally stretched out his white arms to pull his bedding closer to Andre's bed, so that the two quilts were completely close together, and touched He rolled his eyes with a small smile.

The admiral came back to him, leaned over and hooked his nose.

"Aren't you angry now?"

Fa'an immediately stopped laughing!

"It's not that easy not to get angry!"

Fa'an said seriously, "Once I am angry, I will be angry for a long time."

"understood."

The admiral nodded, and took a tissue on the bedside table to wipe off the froth around the fiancée's mouth.

"Finish? Give me the cup."

"Okay." Fa'an handed over the cup and subconsciously said, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he froze when he handed over the cup, but the admiral had already taken the milk cup from his hand.Fa'an looked at the smile that couldn't be concealed from the corner of Andre's lips, and he was very angry!

"Why are you like this!"

"You lied to me to say thank you, you are too bad!"

Why are you like this, you are so bad, the angry Fa'an can only say these two sentences over and over again, from the age of five to the age of 17, he has become Andre's fiancée, swearing But no progress at all.

"I just don't want you to be angry."

Andre smiled and put the cup on the bedside table.

"This way I won't be angry!" Fa'an sat cross-legged on the bed, slapped his thigh roughly, "I will be even more angry!"

"is it?"

Andre stood in front of him, bowed his head and stared at him silently for a while, with a smile on his face, and suddenly said, "Then I'll try."

"What..." Fa'an showed doubts in his eyes, before he could finish his question, he was pushed down on the bed.

Andre's movements came without warning, and Fa'an was caught off guard and fell onto the bed with his shoulders pressed down. Immediately afterwards, the itchy flesh on both sides of his waist was scratched.

!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Fa'an, who had been beaten to death with pride just now, laughed out loud in an instant. Andre knelt half-kneeling beside him, leaning over, holding his waist with both palms, and constantly moving his fingers up and down.Fa'an was trapped between his arms, bouncing upwards like a fish bouncing up randomly on the shore, the hem of his pajamas rubbed up a little while struggling, revealing a small half of his white belly.

"No! No...hahahaha..." Fa'an laughed and choked out tears, and the teardrops wet the eyelashes at the end of his eyes.He held Andre's arm with one hand and tried to stop him, but he laughed so hard that he didn't have any strength at all, and he didn't even know the meaning of the words he wanted to curse—"You, this... hahaha... bastard... Ball, ball... Chirp."

Seeing that Fa'an had no power to fight back and seemed to have no strength to get angry, the general finally stopped this childish behavior.

He withdrew his hand, pressed his palm next to Fa'an's cheek, lowered his head and approached his angry little fiancée, touched his with the tip of his nose, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you still angry?"

Fa'an looked at him, his eyes were wet, and after a while, he pouted.

"Jiujiu," he said.

Andre laughed, his eyes fell gently on Fa'an's face, he stretched out his hand to brush away the hair sticking to the other's cheek during the fuss just now, lowered his head and kissed Fa'an's lips lightly.

Tweet.

Reconciled (one-sided anger, one-sided reconciliation), Fa'an lay limply on the big bed.He laughed loudly, and now he was lazy, and he was unwilling to move around Andre's neck.

"I'll take you to meet someone tomorrow."

Andre said to Fa'an.

"Who is it?" Fa'an shook his head.

"My comrade-in-arms." Andre paused, "This task in my hand... the original executor."

Fa'an's eyes widened suddenly.

He is lying on the bed domineeringly now, and after Andre told him this, he picked him up horizontally, adjusted his direction and stuffed him vertically into the bed, and he himself lay next to Fa'an.

But the young fiancée, who was well packed into the bed, was already stunned by the news. He jumped out of the bed and sat up, keenly aware of something, and asked a series of questions.

"What's his name? Your comrade-in-arms? What kind of person is he? What happened? You took this mission because he..."

"Shh, shh." Andre pushed Fa'an back again, and pressed his index finger against his lips.

Fa'an's mouth was closed, but his eyes were still moving around nimbly. Andre was amused by his appearance, and lowered his head to kiss his eyelids.

"You will know all these questions tomorrow."

Fa'an closed his eyes because of the admiral's action, obediently let him kiss him, and when Andre withdrew his finger against his mouth, he said.

"Ok."

"But I think, if it's your comrade in arms, he must be a good man."

The night light in the master bedroom shone brightly and warmly on the bed. Andre was startled, and then gently stroked Fa'an's cheek with his hand.

"Yes." he said.

The next day, Fa'an was woken up by Andre and set off early.

They were going to visit Andre's comrades in arms. Although Fa'an wondered if it would be impolite to go so early, he obediently took Andre's hand and boarded the spaceship.

The main city covers a very large area, and it takes a while to cross a jurisdiction.Therefore, after sitting on the spaceship for a long time, passing through from Area A to Area D, and even going back, Fa'an couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Andre... haven't we arrived yet?"

The admiral looked sideways at the scene outside the ship and said, "It's almost there."

The airship left the D area and crossed two jurisdictions before stopping.

The number of residents in this jurisdiction is relatively small, but because it is located in the main city, the location is not remote.It's just because the largest martyr's cemetery in the empire is built here, so soldiers on guard can be seen from time to time on the road. Compared with other districts, it is less lively and noisy, and more calm and solemn.

Andre led Fa'an off the spaceship and rang the doorbell of a house in front of him.

After a while, a home robot came to open the door.

"A guest! A guest!"

After the robot opened the door, it bent over towards them decently, then turned around and ran inside lively.

Fa'an followed Andre into the door, closing the door behind him, and the whole picture of the house was displayed in front of his eyes.

This house is not big, it is really much smaller compared with Andre's, and the decoration is very different from the Admiral's Mansion.

The place where the admiral lives is icy, and it got better after Fa'an often came.The decor of this house is anything but bright, the wallpaper and carpet are beige, the sofa is covered with hand-embroidered sofa cushions, the windows are open, and there are vibrant green plants on the side. .

Passing through the living room is the open kitchen. A tall male Alpha was cutting lettuce on the chopping board. When he saw them coming, he immediately smiled.

"Andre!" He raised his voice and joked, "Why did I suddenly think of coming here today, and brought such a beautiful child with me?"

"Could it be given to me?"

"roll."

Andre cursed unceremoniously, raised his hand to wrap Fa'an's shoulder, and led him forward.

"This is my fiancée, Fa'an. Fa'an, that's Meng En."

Mu En laughed loudly twice. His skin was dark, but his teeth were very white, and he was especially hearty when he laughed.

"Hello, Fa'an." Munn stopped joking, put down the knife and stretched out a hand, and said to Fa'an seriously, "Andre often mentions you, you look as good as he said."

Fa'an smiled sheepishly, "Hello, Mengen."

He took a step forward to shake hands with Meng En, but was slightly taken aback when his eyes fell on the other's arm.

The temperature in the room is constant. Meng En wore a black short-sleeved upper body. He has a strong figure and his upper body muscles are swollen. However, his exposed arms are covered with large and small scars from top to bottom. The wrist extends all the way up to the elbow.

After only a brief moment of stupefaction, Fa'an naturally raised his hand and shook hands with Meng'en.They shook hands and let go, Munn picked up the knife again and said with a smile.

"Have you had breakfast? Sit down for a while and try my new salad."

"Just haven't eaten yet." Fa'an nodded, paused, "Nowadays, few people cook by themselves."

"I just do whatever I want to pass the time."

Fa'an and Andre sat down on the chairs at the dining table, because the house was small and the dining room and kitchen were very close.The design of the open kitchen allows people to see Meng En's upper body. His movements are flexible and he is very skilled in the use of knives.

Meng En didn't keep them waiting long, and came out with two salads after a while.

Fa'an and Andre each placed a copy in front of them, Meng En pulled out a chair beside them and sat down, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Ah..." Fa'an looked at the salad on the table, and then at him again, "Meng En, don't you want to eat?"

"I've had breakfast! There are only so many ingredients at home, so hurry up and try it!"

Holding the fork in his hand, Fa'an hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, turned his head and saw that Andre had calmly inserted a broccoli into his mouth, and then bowed his head and took a bite.

"How?" Munn looked at him expectantly.

Fa'an puffed one cheek and nodded vigorously, "It's delicious, Meng En, you did a great job."

Meng En, who was praised, showed his white teeth.

"Breakfast has already been eaten by this time." Andre ate the salad unhurriedly, and asked Munn, "Have you been to the cemetery today?"

"Correct."

Meng En put his arm on the back of the chair, and his expression was relaxed, "I didn't fall asleep much last night, but I woke up this morning. It's not interesting to lie down, so I will go there at dawn."

"You can't go to visit the tomb if you can't sleep, the guys sleeping below will be woken up by you."

"Hahaha! I'm almost bored to death, and it's impossible to wake up!"

Meng En bent his fingers and tapped the back of the chair, "It's just that I'm really annoying. If I don't go, they will know the loneliness, so the big cemetery is so deserted. I feel like I'm going to hell the next second when I go there in the morning."

It was no longer early in the morning, the sun had completely risen, and the dazzling sunlight shone in through the wide-open windows, and also fell on the dining table, warm and bright.

Fa'an sat in the sunshine, unknowingly stopped the movement of his hands, tilted his head slightly, and silently listened to Andre and Meng talking about something that was actually very heavy as if it was something very everyday.

Their postures are all relaxed, and they even make jokes in their words, as if they have long been used to being accompanied by all this.

Fa'an's eyes moved from Mengen's scarred arm to Andre's face, and his short black hair reflected warm light in the warm sunshine.