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The hidden undercurrent beneath all surface peace is always the first to hit the olfactory nerves of those in high positions.
Although the Insect Emperor's orders were issued extremely secretly, and the movements of the shadow group were almost unnoticed, Eunice de Bastian, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly woke up in the master bedroom late at night as if he had a premonition. Open your eyes.
He got up in the dark night, put on his silk nightgown, and walked barefoot to the small balcony of the bedroom. The evening wind was brisk, and the strong wind ruffled his long silver hair trailing behind his back, and even made a rustling sound at the hem of his robe. However, despite the long hair and clothes being slapped on the body and making a crackling sound, Bastian was completely unaffected and stood quietly, his mysterious silver pupils always staring deeply at Shen Hei. The bright starry sky in the south of the sky.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, combed his dancing hair in a charming manner, and sighed softly. He raised his left wrist and used the communicator to send a text message to his only sub-female offspring: [The situation has changed, please do not act rashly. ¡¿
Soon, the indicator light of the communicator lit up, which was a call request from Major General Arnold de Bastian. Obviously, the other party was not asleep either.
"Father?" Major General Arnold's voice sounded very clear and sweet, fully worthy of his title as the most beautiful woman in the empire: "Why are you still up so late?"
"My sleep has always been like this, you should know." Archduke Bastian's tone was calm, and even to his only heir, his tone did not seem to be intimate, "Why haven't you slept? Are you still tumbling over your pile? Mechanical body?¡±
"yes."
"Really, you still don't give up and try to fulfill your dream that has failed thousands of times?"
"Hmm." The other end of the communicator responded hesitantly.
"Arnold, don't work in vain. Your destiny does not include creating a legend, so why waste time."
"Father" Arnold was obviously still trying to convince his father, begging, "You can't have some confidence in me, I"
"If fate has not given you, how can you get it? Well, I'm going to sleep. Good night."
"Good night, father."
Major General Arnold, who had hung up the communication, looked at the mecha drawings spread out on his table, his eyes filled with dark waves like a whirlpool. He was tired of hearing the male father's theory of fate, and he believed in himself even more.
As a mechanical genius known as a rare one in the empire for thousands of years, and as the only mechanic who can maintain and repair 'relic' level biological mechas, he believes that he can also produce a mecha known as a legend. Just like 'Nirvana' and 'áùáí'!
As long ashe can study their performance and structure, as well as their unique metal additions and optical brain composition!
After thinking about it for a while, he dug out a marked number in his address book and sent a secret message: [Tonight, take the time to see you. ¡¿
¡¾good. ¡¿The reply arrived quickly, and it was obvious that the other party had not fallen asleep: ¡¾Old time, same place? ¡¿
¡¾Um. ¡¿
¡¾Received, see you tonight. ¡¿
After receiving the reply, Arnold erased the traces of this wave of communication. He knew that he might have embarked on a paranoid path of no return, but if his dream hung in front of him, he would never look back.
This perhaps unusual night in the Zerg Empire was quickly replaced by the coming day.
After Archduke Servais woke up in bed, he still felt unfinished and reached his side with his hand. The feeling of nothingness at his side made him suddenly open his eyes. He stared at the cold bed for a long time, and his slow brain, which had just woken up, finally realized that the female insect had probably gone to work in the legion.
Is this the rhythm of a worm staying at home for a day?
Why do you suddenly regret letting Yun Mo return to the legion?
Kane thinks that maybe there is some truth in the empire's rule that all female insects must accompany the males at home. Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that the majority of male insects would spend every day in emptiness and dissatisfaction?
Raising his wrist, Archduke Servais called his competent butler in a slightly lazy and depressed mood.
"Dolf, when did your servant leave? Have you had breakfast?"
"Master, your servant has been away for two weeks. He didn't have time to have breakfast."
"Oh. It's so early."
Kane glanced at the clock on the wall and raised his eyebrows. Did you set off early in the morning? Wasn't it true that he was bullied to the point of being unable to move last night and yet he recovered so quickly? Say it next time??While the latter swallowed it in one gulp, he also did not forget to lick and tease the female's slender fingers. When Yun Mo retracted, he bit the other person's red and hot ear dissatisfiedly.
"No hiding, I still want to eat!"
"You, okay." Yun Mo looked at the male worm on his body helplessly and dotingly, and continued to pick up the breakfast and feed it one by one with indulgence.
The light in the morning is warm and bright, and inadvertently casts a beam of warm light slanting into this small world.
This beam of light reflects the figures feeding each other in the small kitchen, melting the warmth of this moment into a beautiful oil painting that lasts forever, romantic and affectionate.
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Small theater outside the set:
Daolin: Grand Duke, I really have no wrong thoughts about serving you!
Grand Duke Servais: Hold it for me if you do.
Dowling: Grand Duke, I¡¯m also very hungry. I haven¡¯t had breakfast yet.
Grand Duke: You can bear with me even if you are hungry.
Dowling: There is no insect power! ! qaq
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