The sturdy brother dressed as an interstellar female

In order to avoid cheating, the anonymous account on Noah’s account had previously been torn up with them once because of speculation on Xingwang.com when Zuoyue’s X function was not working, and he had accumulated a lot of new leg hair. As soon as this news comes out, many people who follow him Zuoyue fans instantly went crazy!

Fan A: "No, this is not the left general who I know, woo woo woo woo!"

Fan B: "Why do lemons always surround me, I cry so loudly."

Fan C: "Lz spread rumors, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen."

Fan D: "..."

Noah's fingers fluttered, and he went back one by one, categorically proving that what he said was true. He is also an old fan of Zuo Yue for many years, and now he is crying Cha Lemon.

Facing an idol's spouse, fans' emotions are always majestic and complicated. The desire for exclusiveness makes them wish that their idol will be a single lover for a lifetime, but the strong love in their hearts makes them hope that their idol will live a better life than anyone else. This kind of relationship is repeated. As a result of the pull, the popularity of Noah's news was pushed to a new high.

Nuo E was sour while helping Xue Ming and Zuo Yue wash their powder to show their affection, the whole worm almost turned into a yellow lemon.

Under his operation, it really attracted a lot of reposts from entertainment reporters and media outlets, and this time it became even more out of control. The whole empire knew that Xue Ming was cried by Zuo Yue and wore a token of the Zuo family imprint .

Ah, so sour.

It must be a very satisfying thing to be recognized by the male.

Four or fifty years ago, the Zuo family was definitely worthy of the title of the first family of the empire. At its peak, half of the core power of the empire belonged to this family, but later on, it was the patriarch of the general marshal of the imperial army. He suddenly announced his resignation, and took away a large number of family members who worked in the empire to live in seclusion. It was not until Zuo Yue was admitted to the Imperial Academy with excellent grades eight years ago that this family re-entered the public eye.

In any case, it may be easier to obtain first-class military merit on the battlefield than to obtain the token of the imprint of the male insect family.

There was a lot of commotion on the star network, but the person responsible didn't know it. Zuo Yue was busy in the study, while Xue Ming was sitting on the carpet in the living room, manipulating his mental power to ... thread a needle.

The control of Zerg's mental power needs to be strengthened the day after tomorrow. The stronger the mental power, the more delicate the movements can be. Under the guidance of Zuo Yue, Xue Ming learned to divide the chaotic mental power into small strands of mental filaments. At this time, he was trembling. Trembling, he pinched the thread and threaded it through the eye of the needle.

This training requires very precise control of mental power and extremely concentrated attention. Xue Ming held his breath and concentrated, his eyes almost became cross-eyed.

Fortunately, it passed through without any risk.

He didn't dare to relax in his heart, and he put away the tools after repeated practice several times, only to realize that he broke out in sweat at some point, his hands and feet were limp, and he didn't even want to take back the released mental power lazily.

After resting for a few minutes, Xue Ming was about to put away the mental threads crawling all over the floor, but found that one of them had secretly poked at the door of the study, and poked his head along the crack of the door.

Xue Ming tugged, but didn't pull back.

The spiritual power has inherited the master's will, and it is obvious that its master is also very curious about what the hero of the family is doing.

But this violated Xue Ming's usual style of not listening too much and watching more. At this time, he seemed particularly entangled, and his mental thread had already slipped in through the crack of the door, and he happily crawled towards the left side in front of the desk.

The images captured by the spirit thread were sent back to Xue Ming's mind. The study was very quiet, because Zuo Yue didn't need eyes, the whole environment was very dark, only a few virtual light screens in front of the console exuded faint light.

Zuo Yue was sitting by the console, a few materialized spiritual tentacles twisted by spiritual threads were knocking on the light screen, he was pressing the terminal on his ear with his left hand, and he was deploying something in a low voice, the cold white light shone on his face , the skin looks more and more clear like jade.

Jingsi was not interested in the contents of his office work, so she found the most suitable viewing angle and lay still on her stomach.

It's so beautiful.

Spirit silk transmitted the movement of Zuo Yue back to Xue Ming's mind in real time. The bridge of the nose was straightened and the lips were like flowers. Xue Ming still remembered the touch on it, which was as soft as a cloud.

The spiritual thread rubbed forward following his mind, wanting to relive the cloud-like touch again, but halfway was wrapped by another spiritual tentacle that was much thicker than it.

"Sneaking in on what I'm doing, little thing?" Zuo Yue had turned off the screen at some point, and the study room was completely plunged into darkness. Because his vision was blocked, his sense of touch became particularly sharp.

It struggled outward, and the spiritual tentacles belonging to Zuo Yue wrapped around it without moving, and even dragged it to the front.

"Huh?" Along with the warmth of the breath sprayed out from the nasal voice, Jingsi shyly curled herself up like a mosquito coil.

A very low chuckle sounded in the darkness, and he leaned back, with a lazy nasal voice: "If you don't say anything, I'll chop you off and put you here."

Of course, Spirit Silk couldn't speak, but it didn't prevent it from being so frightened that it boldly stepped forward and gently touched his open and closed lips with the front end.

The transparent filaments rubbed over, leaving an electrified touch.

Zuo Yue was startled.

Xue Ming, who was far away in the living room, silently covered his face, taking advantage of Zuo Yue's flustered moment, he slipped back his nerves.

So embarrassing.

There was a sound of opening the door of the study, and after a while Zuo Yue came to the living room, "staring" at Xue Ming who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, trying to pretend to be doing exercises.

The more flustered his heart was, the more he couldn't get in. He felt that Xue Ming's spirit was trembling like chaff, Zuo Yue couldn't bear to tease him any more, so the much thicker mental tentacles wrapped around his, leading it to penetrate easily.

"well-done."

The mental tentacles rubbed the front end of the spiritual thread rewardingly, Xue Ming froze all over, the strong stimulation almost made his heart beat out of balance.

It turns out that the feeling of spiritual power touching each other is a hundred times more exciting than the feeling when doing that kind of thing.

He sat stiffly on the spot, and waited for the numbness in his mind to pass for a while before regaining his sanity, and exhaled gently.

The male's suppression of the female is indeed innate.

Who can stand that, he thought.

What Xue Ming doesn't know is that many male insects will never communicate with female insects in their life. They are stingy and stingy, and it is considered generous for them to let female insects get close.

The sensing is from both sides, and Zuoyue was stunned for a few seconds after touching Zuoyue, he subconsciously did so without thinking.

Xue Ming's spirit slipped away from his wrap with a "chuck", and he took it back completely.

He randomly picked up the needles and threads rolled into a ball on the coffee table, stood up and said in a low voice, "I'll clean it up."

Unexpectedly, because he had sat cross-legged for too long, his blood vessels were blocked, and he was too anxious to get up just now. When he lifted his feet, he found pain and numbness below his thighs, and his whole body fell on Zuo Yue's body.

How do you make low-level mistakes?

The moment Xue Ming was about to fall, he still had time to think.

A pair of arms firmly caught him, and Zuo Yue was thrown back by the momentum of his descent. Fortunately, the wheelchair was specially made and the brake function was activated in time, otherwise Xue Ming would have rushed him to the wall.

"It's really heavy." Zuo Yue joked, with a smile on his face, but his arms pulled him into his arms, wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

Xue Ming was really afraid of hurting him, so he hurriedly wanted to get up, but the hand holding his shoulder pressed down, Zuo Yue lowered his eyes and asked him: "Why did you kiss me secretly?"

Xue Ming: "No—"

Zuo Yue: "It's not what?"

Xue Ming: "It's not a secret kiss."

It's an open and honest kiss, and he can kiss his husband as he likes.

But he couldn't say these words even if he was beaten to death. Fortunately, Zuo Yue didn't continue to ask, but raised his jade-like fingertips, and tapped his lips lightly.

"Then kiss again."

Just a kiss, Xue Ming raised his head and pecked on the lips that pressed his fingertips, then turned over and stood up, and quickly walked into the tool room with a sewing box in his hand.

Zuo Yue, who was sitting on the spot, twirled his fingertips with a smile on his face.

At this time, Xiao O came from the direction of the lawn. After the two new members settled in the family, the vast parking lot of the Admiral’s Mansion became their amusement park. Baby Teng Snake has a crazy personality, and it is almost impossible to have a new playmate. If you want to go to the sky, you can even peel off a layer of turf if you don’t look at it for a while.

However, the two owners of the family are rich and powerful, and they let them play. Little O is pulling the abacus, sighing for the extra maintenance and cleaning fees this month.

It feels more and more like a housekeeper.

"What's the matter?" Zuo Yue asked.

Xiao O first reported the maintenance list for this month, and then mentioned the "dry crying" stalk and family imprint stalk about him and Xue Ming that had been raging on Starnet.

Zuo Yue smiled with interest: "What did he say that I made him cry?"

What's the matter with being faintly proud?

Xiao O, who followed the master's crooked focus, followed his train of thought and reported: "Refuse the whistleblower, yes, admit it with your own mouth."

The smile on Zuo Yue's face widened again.

His feeling is right, Xue Ming likes a more intense sex life, and will try his best to satisfy him in the future.

"However, there are a lot of comments attacking female protagonists in your account's private messages." Xiao O continued, he does not have a private bug account, and the only post he made to the public for the first time was to file a lawsuit for Xue Ming, who knew that time After expressing his stance, he became even more out of control. Many of his fans began to maliciously speculate on Xue Ming, and even privately believed him to say some unsavory things.

Zuo Yue got angry in private once and asked Xingwang to withdraw all these accounts and comments, but there are still many popping up like mushrooms after the rain. He feared that the containment would be too counterproductive and would be detrimental to Xue Ming, so he let Xiao O is monitoring in real time to control public opinion within a controllable range.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this gossip came out, although the overall public opinion was good, some radicals stuck to it like a dog's skin plaster, and the homepage of Xingwang was full of demons.

Xue Ming didn't care about it, but Zuo Yue couldn't.

When he was thinking about how to completely cut off these remarks that slandered Xue Ming, Zuo Yue's communication terminal received a new message from his male father, Zuo Yi, who had been the commander-in-chief of the four major armies for many years.

The message is concise and clear, which is Zuo Yi's consistent command style.

"Bring him to me."

The author has something to say: So the question is, is Zuoyue's lips soft or cotton candy soft?

Two more at [-]:[-] p.m. I love you guys~

ps: "Lemon fruit on the lemon tree" is derived from the original Chinese melody "Did you pick up lemons today" on a website, and gradually evolved into a common term in the fan circle.