Major General's Omega is Gorgeous

Their residence on the seventh star has always been at a constant temperature.

The door closed slowly, blocking out the last trace of cold air.

Lu Qiao was placed on the sofa.

Lance leaned over to remove his fluffy cape.

The moment they looked at each other, he felt Lance take a breath.

At this moment, he almost thought that Lance would kiss him, just like when they were teenagers with strong affection, every moment when they got close inadvertently, they couldn't help being lingering.

It's just that now, after all, it's different from the past, and he suddenly felt a subtle sense of strangeness in his heart.

Being unclear is not rejection, but...it is definitely not joy and welcome.

Before he could recall what was going on with him, Lance had already stood up straight, holding the shawl he specially brought for Lu Qiao in his hand.

Look as usual.

Explain that the moment just now was my own illusion.

Lu Qiao pursed her lips.

"what happened?"

Lance caught his gaze.

"...No, I'm going to take a shower."

He smiled and walked straight to the bathroom.

Only leaving Lance with a hurried back.

The sound of water gurgling, the fog on the glass door is hazy, everything is indistinct, like a barrier from the outside world.

... Jojo's back is so pretty too.

Lance closed his eyes and lay on the back of the sofa.

Lu Qiao's beauty has always been outstanding, just like his pheromones.For so many years, he was the only one who could pick and kiss this tuberose.

But tonight was different.

Perhaps Lance knew him better than Lu Qiao imagined.

The awkwardness flashed across Lu Qiao's eyes, and he could clearly see it.

Clearly with rejection.

Life and death extinguished his throbbing that he suddenly wanted to kiss Lu Qiao.

Then he pretended it was business as usual.

Gently concealed the thunder in his heart.

...how did they come to this?

At least, for now, why this?

Lance opened his eyes, and everything in front of him was so familiar. The tapestries, tablecloths, and the small objects he brought back were all Lu Qiao's favorites, one by one, and he remembered them so clearly.

... In the past few years, has Lu Qiao ever been in a trance like him?

There should be.

After all, over the years, there are only a handful of times when Lu Qiao insisted on coming against his will.This time can almost be counted as the only time.

But he often enjoys Lu Qiao's silent concession.

Lu Qiao has done a great job, and he will always be able to dispel all his worries.

So much so that he sometimes forgot that Lu Qiao should be a part of his concern.

If time can go back, when he received information about smuggling, he...

"Cowards regret it."

Lu Qiao's beautiful and familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Thought you were doing something, you didn't even hear me calling you?"

The burgundy silk satin robe was loosely covered on the white skin, almost slipping off.

Lance saw a drop of water that escaped the wipe and quietly ran into the collar of the man in front of him.

"Look at what you looked like just now?" Lu Qiao sat directly on Lance's lap, with steaming hot water vapor on her body, and there seemed to be invisible fire hidden in her eyes - the kind that could easily ignite others in the next second , "I thought your military headquarters was set on fire?"

"I..." Lance was momentarily shocked by the heat on Lu Qiao's skin, and then he spoke a little bit awkwardly.

"What are you worried about?" He was merciless, "You look like a minor who was helpless after the family's ancestral treasure was stolen."

This description is somewhat apt.

Lance thought silently, but kept silent.

"Let me guess—regret what you did to me?"

"I've regretted it for a long time..." Lance opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and slightly vague, as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Asking him to admit that he regretted it is a rare thing when the sun comes out from the west.

Lu Qiao folded her hands on her chest and looked him up and down with burning eyes.

He didn't lean forward until he saw that Lance's face was a little uneasy, and leaned on Lance's shoulder and neck, almost whispering: "I don't mind being a bait for you."

"Told you the other day, I just hate being kept in the dark."

"I thought I should be your most trusted person, not only a lover, but also a companion... Can you understand?"

"……sorry."

Probably this apology was what Lu Qiao really wanted to hear.

"Forgive you," he lay on Lance's side, reaching out his hand to caress Lance's angular face, "Next, follow your previous thinking and don't look back."

"Of course I will always be with you."

He murmured like a raving.

"heard it?"

His fingers wandered to Lance's brow, stroking it once and for all.

It seemed that this would calm the uneasiness hidden in Lance's eyes.

"……Um."

Lance didn't keep him waiting long.

So he smiled with satisfaction:

"Then look at these."

He leaned on Lance and pulled out a screen of light.

The room was once again filled with stars.

"changed?"

Lance glanced at the intersection of the Seventh Star and the Black Star Belt.

"Yes, this is the communication station you plan to build."

"No, over there? The Rose Nebula?"

The Rose Nebula has always been considered a symbol of love in the starry sky because of its strange and magnificent colors.

Lance's five senses are extremely sensitive, for some reason, he feels that this nebula is darker than when he came out last time.

"That's not the point." Lu Qiao stretched out her hand and "pulled" the Black Star Belt over, "Did you see it? The main star of the Black Star Belt."

Due to the blockade, the area of ​​the black star belt on the map of the empire in the past was hazy.

Of course, Lance has performed missions in and out of the country many times, and he has some understanding of the current situation of the Black Star Belt, but it is far less detailed than the map that Lu Qiao presents to him now.

It is more than meticulous, it can be called detailed.

"There used to be a noble base on the main planet. It is said that it was closed with the blockade. You know it."

Lance nodded silently.

"Of course, this is a fake. The base is not closed," Lu Qiao said with a blank expression on his face. "Laws and laws are insignificant in front of them."

"But this is good news for you," he tilted his head to look at Lance, his eyes were clear, "destroy it, and then occupy this land—"

"The Black Star Belt will be your back garden from now on, and the Seventh Star will be completely in your hands."

"What's on the back?" Lance didn't respond directly, but looked away.

"I was just about to tell you," he moved his finger, and the main star was "turned" over, "The person sent by Black Star to contact you should live here."

The back of the main star is a barren khaki.

I don't know where he clicked, but a gray building lay in the sky.

"Well, they all live in this kind of house."

There is nothing special about the gray and white walls, except that large areas of the walls are covered with dark red cloud-shaped moss.

"This is..." Lance carefully looked at the building while looking aside from the corner of his eye.

At the same time as the main star turned around, the magnificent pale pink nebula beside it suddenly turned dark red.

"A special plant," he said in a relaxed tone, "it looks like this er... rose nebula in the sky, right?"

"The Rose Nebula?" Lance pointed to it.

This is not the star in the impression of the citizens of the empire.

"Well—that's what I saw there."

"They do look alike."

Does this dark red nebula perpetuate the sky there?

Lance took the words, swallowing the interrogative words welling up in his throat.

"That's right," he suddenly smiled with two dimples on his face, "so we all call it clover."

"……us?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching~

I saw a little cutie raising the same flower as Jojo!I want to say that I have the same hand cream hehehe~

This weekend is indeed more busy than last weekend (tears), continue tomorrow!