Major General, he is showing affection again

Quentin seemed immobile on the surface, but in fact, the moment he saw Garcia, his heart was in chaos and he was completely defeated.For a few seconds, his mind went blank, and he didn't even have time to react to what happened outside.

When he came back to his senses, Ziler, the governor of the red wolf star, had already walked into the banquet hall affectionately holding Garcia's hand.

Quentin's forehead was sweating nervously, and he opened his head to find the nearest ground crack, ah no, the escape route.

The one-night stand partner came across the vast sea of ​​stars to chase and kill him. This person's force value was against the sky, and he was carrying an S-class war weapon peacock, plus more than [-] laser cannons.

Quentin gasped!

God! I will definitely be blasted into scum! !

In the entire universe, I am afraid that there is no one who will be more miserable than myself!

Didn't he accidentally sleep with him when he was in school?In the end, he was hunted down by Garcia lingeringly for more than ten years. Is it easy for me!

Quentin vomited blood in his heart, and lamented the fate of his hero, while running out with his hands and feet on his waist.

He walked through the flower hall cautiously, taking advantage of the crowd not paying attention, he stepped into the corridor with a few brisk steps.

The thick silver-gray wall isolates the noisy crowd, and the ears are instantly clean.

The side door is close at hand.

Huh, Quentin let out a long sigh of relief.Seemingly casually, he wiped away the nonexistent sweat from his forehead.With his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked towards the door with ease.

The moment his palm touched the cold doorknob, Quentin suddenly felt a ferocious killing intent coming from behind him.

His pupils constricted, and then he dodged, avoiding the blade that was slashing at the back of his neck.

He took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, just about to punch back.

Unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have a pair of eyes that could predict the future, and he could easily resolve every step he was about to make.

With the sound of whistling wind, the fist precisely hit Quentin's lower abdomen.

The surging force nailed Quentin to the wall.

Chains protruded from the wall one by one, tying Quentin into a human flesh dumpling, which was still stuffed with aliens.

A refreshing and clean smell came from the nostrils, and two cold thin lips pressed against her.

The soft weapon licked every corner of his mouth forcefully and gently. This was a very aggressive kiss. Rather than a kiss, it was more appropriate to say it was a conquest.

The eyes of the dormant hunter in the dark were bright, and he pressed his prey excitedly.The heartbeat under the palm is slow and real, not the hallucinations in the dream.The one in front of him is a living person, this person, this person, is finally his own.

Joy, excitement, rage, rage and destruction all rolled into one.Even the corners of his eyes were infected with a bit of frenzy.

You can't run away again, Quentin.

He pressed the person under him tightly, trying to eat him, held him down, watched him cry bitterly, and begged himself for mercy.

Every cell in the body is boiling with excitement, the brain is screaming, lock him up, lock him up in a place where only he can see.

Let this wild and sexy man only belong to himself from now on, and will only show a different side in front of himself, just like, like that sunny afternoon many years ago.

Thinking of many years ago, the man's eyes instantly turned cold. If the eyes had any substance, Quentin would have been dragged out by the eye knife and slapped to death n times.

The man seemed to think of some kind of unpleasant memory, and the breath around his body turned sharply, condensing and chilling into ice.

The domineering lips and tongues pressed against each other again, and the two sides fought in a small space, fighting, dispersing, fighting, and dispersing again.

The air slowly began to heat up, and soon reached a temperature where a fire could start.The breath of the two was unstable, and their faces were flushed. Quentin's lower lip was even bitten open, and blood continued to ooze out.

The other party licked his lips and finally let go of Quentin's poor tongue.

After the kiss was over, Quentin narrowed his eyes: "I haven't seen you for many years, Garcia. You are still so enthusiastic."

Garcia licked his lips, and pressed his white-gloved hand to Quentin's heart. A few strands of his long golden hair fell to Quentin's chest. He pressed against Quentin's chest with an intimate posture, like a lover's whisper : "How is my taste compared to your lovers?"

Garcia's warm breath pressed against his skin, and Quentin's cold voice was like the sound of nature in Quentin's ears, and he could hear a bit of seductiveness from it.

The sound made Quentin's body tremble.

Quentin squinted, the purple moonlight came in from the window, and from his angle, he could clearly see Garcia's red bleeding ears.

It's still the same as before, obviously a young fruit, but he insists on pretending to be a seasoned veteran with all his teeth and claws.

The golden-armed eagle badge on Garcia's shoulder shone coldly.

The smile in the corner of Quentin's eyes flickered, he licked the corner of his lips, and looked at Garcia with a strange look: "To be honest, Garcia, your performance in bed is too bad, you don't understand anything, like Talk to Mu. The experience last time was so bad that I was too embarrassed to tell my brothers that I slept with the teacher's most proud student. If I had known this, I might as well go to a nightclub to have an affair."

This sentence was exchanged for another firm fist.

Garcia gritted his teeth and stared at Quentin: "You chased me for four years just to fuck me once?"

Those gazes were desperate and piercing with unresolved love. Quentin's heart trembled for a moment, he bit the soft flesh on his lower lip, and continued cruelly: "Don't be so serious, Garcia, I still look pretty good anyway. It's okay," he leaned close to Garcia's ear and lowered his voice, "You're pretty happy anyway, isn't it, it's not a disadvantage."

Garcia's pupils constricted, and his eyes were full of despair and disbelief.

Quentin laughed and continued talking indifferently, as if to him, what he was talking about was just as insignificant as what he had for lunch today.

"At that time, I made a bet with those monkey cubs on how long it would take to sleep with you,"

"Uh-huh," Quentin groaned again before he finished speaking.

A wrist caressed his neck, rubbing up and down on the warm neck artery.

As long as that hand is swiped lightly, Quentin will no longer exist in the world.

The Grim Reaper was just an inch away, but Quentin wasn't nervous at all.He licked the corners of his chapped lips, and looked at the owner of the hand on his neck with interest.

Garcia looks handsome, with a face that is obviously more beautiful than the first beauty in the empire, but it doesn't make people feel that this person is a little boy. On the contrary, the fanatical people and the media are more interested in talking about Garcia's beauty and strength force.

A handsome and powerful warrior, perhaps even the most powerful S-rank warrior since the founding of the empire, invincible, and with a prominent family background, such a hero is the dream lover of every boy and girl in Huaichun .

Quentin's eyes flicked from Garcia's rolling Adam's apple to the narrow waist bound under the metal belt, and then to the buttocks and straight and slender calves tucked into military trousers.

Dark and thin!The waist is a whole circle thinner than before, and now it can be rounded with one arm.

Quentin sighed silently in his heart. He had worked so hard to raise it for many years, but now it was all in vain.

If Garcia in the military academy was a moving iceberg, now Garcia is a humanoid mobile ice machine.With Garcia here, even summer air conditioners are saved.

The two men were at war with each other, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Garcia's fingers brushed over Quentin's rolling Adam's apple, and there was a thumping sound under his hands, which was the sound of Quentin's heartbeat, slow and steady.

Garcia was like a red-eyed lone wolf, staring at Quentin fiercely, as long as he swiped lightly, all the shame of being betrayed and humiliated for so many years could be washed away.

11 years, 11 years of lonely and desperate waiting.

On the eve of graduation, Quentin left without saying goodbye, and disappeared into the vast sea of ​​stars alone.

Over the years, his parents, mentors, and everyone around him have advised him that he is old enough to start a family.

His father, Grand Duke Lawrence, even asked His Majesty the Emperor to put pressure on him.

I have always firmly believed that he loves me, and there must be some last resort to leave Hagrid.

result, result...

It turns out that I am the only one who indulges in the dream and does not want to wake up because of wishful thinking?

Garcia's palm was hard again, and Quentin was strangled by him, his neck was red and he rolled his eyes.

"Crack!" There was a crackling sound from behind.

Garcia withdrew his arm in an instant, and quickly recovered into a calm and calm major general of the military department. He pretended to button his cuff buttons and turned around casually.

At a loss, Lilith stood helplessly between a pile of broken porcelain.

There was silence between the three of them, only Quentin's heart-piercing cough.

Garcia softened his voice and coaxed gently: "What's the matter, Lilith? Did you not have fun at the banquet? Why did you come here alone?"

Lilith's pretty face was flushed, and her five fingers hidden under the lace grabbed the hem of the skirt nervously, and said shyly: "The Revlon that was just delivered, I want to share it with you, but I left in a hurry and accidentally broke it." Said As she spoke, the little girl became depressed, and her big eyes were covered with mist.

Garcia touched her head and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay to have Revlon next time, you didn't get hurt, did you?"

Lilith nodded movedly.

"Okay, the dance is about to start, beautiful lady, do you have the honor to dance with you for the first time?" Garcia said, holding Lilith's hand, and leading her to the front hall without a trace.

Lilith smiled sweetly, took Garcia's arm, and glanced at Quentin proudly.

She silently uttered a sentence: Major General Lawrence is mine, stay away from him.