The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

When Yan Chong returned to Fenglin Garden, it was close to ten o'clock in the evening.

These days at Rice College, he came back almost every night at this time.

In addition to the many courses arranged for him by the teachers and seniors of the academy, he also added other training to himself, and the unyielding energy was also fully reflected here.

If you don't have enough theoretical knowledge, you'll get up early and go to the library. If you don't have enough practical skills, you'll spend more time in simulated battles than others.As for other people's cynicism and ridicule about his family background and relationship, he didn't even bother to pay attention to it due to the full schedule every day.

Those people who have nothing to do to watch the excitement, see that he ignores him and can't beat him, so they gradually stop provoking him.

Yan Chong lived a student life that was very different from before, and he felt pretty good.He actually wanted to thank Xiao Mo's elder brother.

Thinking of Xiao Mo, Yan Chong, who was walking upstairs, stopped suddenly, the pale halo in the stairwell hit his slightly tired face, subconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, but there was a hint of worry.

How is that person doing today?

Why didn't you reply to the message?It has been more than ten hours?

Thinking about it, Yan Chong took out the communicator in his pocket and opened the door of his dormitory.

"Da da—"

The door opened, something was wrong.

Yan Chongdeng pinched the communicator vigilantly, swept his cold eyes across the dark room, and said coldly, "Who's in there!"

The training during this period has greatly improved his physical fitness. The moment he opened the door just now, he felt that there was an extra person in the room.

Is it the guy who is looking for trouble again?court death!

Yan Chong was about to turn on the light in the room with an irritable expression, when suddenly a very familiar voice made the blood freeze instantly, or freeze first and then stir.

"Brother Chong, it's me."

Yan Chong couldn't help trembling his fingers, and with this trembling, the light spread across the entire room in an instant.

"Little Mo!"

Yan Chong closed the door, and walked to Wen Moer who was sitting quietly at the desk in two steps in three steps, with an excited expression on his face, "Why are you here?"

Looking at Yan Chong's handsome face that he hasn't seen for a long time, Wen Moer lost his mind for a moment.After a while, his eyes began to flicker, his lips trembled in grievance, he stood up suddenly, and threw himself into Yan Chong's arms.

He really misses him.

"Xiaomo..." Yan Chong hugged the person in his arms tightly, kissed his cool and soft hair, and his breath was filled with the faint fragrance of roses.

"You smell so good, have you worn perfume?"

Wen Moer, who was buried in Yan Chong's arms, rubbed his face and nodded.

Then the two stopped talking, and just hugged each other so warmly and innocently for a while, Yan Chong took a deep breath, and then gently let go of the person in his arms.

In fact, from the moment the two people's eyes met, he discovered Wen Moer's emotional abnormality, his small mouth was slightly pursed, and his bright and lively eyes were listless. Just one glance, Yan Chong's little heart was pinched tight.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

Wen Moer bit his lip, biting a pair of light-colored lips to reveal pink tooth marks, which was different from his usual straightforward and honest appearance, and looked very tangled.

Yan Chong didn't know why he was so distressed, so he raised his hand worriedly, wanting to rub his shoulder.

But at this time, Wen Moer took the initiative to step back and put a distance between the two of them.

Yan Chong frowned and said urgently, "What's the matter with you? Baby."

It's been a long time since I saw him, but there are times when he calls out such nasty titles.

Wen Moer pursed his lips, shook his head stubbornly, and then made a move that Yan Chong could never have imagined——

He actually, began to undress silently.

A delicately ironed white suit jacket was taken off first, followed by the same white bow tie, which fell on the ground one by one, fluttering lightly, and layers of rose fragrance spread in the air, blurred and confusing.

When the shocked Yan Chong came back to his senses.

Wen Moer has exposed himself in front of the person he likes like opening an exquisite and gorgeous gift box.

Mostly still shy, Wen Moer lowered his head and pulled the hem of the only remaining white shirt to cover the looming snow-white legs.

His gaze fell on the floor where the clothes were thrown all over the place, and he softly called out, "Brother Chong..."

Yan Chong's heart tightened, and he cursed secretly, but he didn't take his eyes off his white and slender thighs.

It was clearly covered by the hem of the shirt for the most part, but it was particularly intriguing. Even if it wasn't for Yan Chong's concentration, he might have lifted the cloth and covered his hot hands.

"You..." The voice that came out was a little hoarse, Yan Chong had to pause for a moment, and then he continued to say after calming down: "You are like... who taught you?"

According to his familiarity with Wen Moer, this person would never have thought of such a seductive behavior, it must be...

"Your third brother taught it?"

Hearing this, Wen Moer raised his head with a swipe, his face was very red, and he gave Yan Chong a scorching disapproval look, and gave a soft "hmm".

"Then put on your clothes. Let's talk about something after getting dressed."

Yan Chong was about to bend down to pick up the suit jacket on the ground and put it on for him, but Wen Moer stretched out his bare feet and stepped on the suit at once, probably nervous, and even bent his white toes shyly.

He gritted his teeth angrily: "I won't wear it!"

A little mist covered the pupils of the eyes, and the tears of grievance were about to fall, but in fact, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

The third brother said exhaling into the ears, touching the abdominal muscles inadvertently, and touching... He doesn't know any of those things, he just throws himself into the arms of the person he likes.

It took him a lot of courage to take off his clothes, why didn't he respond at all?

Is it because I am too unattractive, does he not like me anymore?

The more Wen Moer thought about it, the more sad he became, a tear finally couldn't hold back any longer and fell from the trembling eyelashes.

Yan Chong, who was squatting at his feet at the moment, did not notice this scene. All his eyes were attracted by the small toes curled up in front of him due to shame, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

But he still maintained a trace of reason with his super self-control, he sighed lightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What exactly do you want?"

"I..." Wen Moer swallowed the crying that was almost pouring out, and clenched his little fist, "I want to marry you! I want to have a baby with you!"

After the almost roared words, the room fell into complete silence.

It seemed that even their breathing was hidden by the two of them. Suddenly, Yan Chong's chuckle broke the suffocating air.

The hand that has been so hot for a long time and has long been impatient finally went where it wanted to go.Holding that slender and lovely ankle, go all the way up... dye the slightly cool skin with scorching heat, until the hem of the clothes is about to be lifted.

Yan Chongguan stopped, stood up quickly, embraced his trembling slender body in his arms, and kissed a piece of moist eyelashes.Then slightly leaned over and held the thin shoulders covered in silk satin with both hands, with deep pity in his eyes.

However, the pity was only for a moment, and burning desire surged in those black eyes again, ups and downs, as if he was about to grab the person in front of him and sink with him in the next second.

"It will hurt, are you afraid?"

The combination is not as simple as in the illusion. Although the Zerg has evolved for tens of thousands of years and has maintained a humanoid form for thousands of years, their blood still flows with the blood of different Zergs. , the blood in the body will rise in temperature, instinctively resisting foreign invaders.

This process is both painful and debilitating, and it cannot be stopped until it is completely integrated. If it is interrupted halfway, it is very likely to cause harm to the other party.

These are the knowledge that Yan Chong got from "accidentally" looking up books in the library of Rice College recently.It's just that this book was written more than 200 years ago. Now due to the continuous fusion and upgrading of genes, it is no longer as troublesome as it used to be. It only needs to be completed within two hours.

It's a pity that Yan Chong doesn't seem to know this.

Wen Moer didn't even know what he was thinking in his heart. He was afraid that things would fail, so he raised his head bravely and eagerly: "Don't be afraid!"

The two looked directly at each other, and a few seconds later, Yan Chong finally strode forward and embraced him again, clasped the back of Xiao Yafeong's neck tightly, and kissed him deeply.

I don't know how long the hot blood has been held back, once it erupts, it is impossible to control...

Under the incandescent light, the wrinkled white shirt was torn open, but it was hung loosely on the shoulders, rubbing the hot skin.

After a while, it came from the cold floor to the desk where the books were piled up, spread out and pressed the books, and was soaked in the aroma of the books for half an hour like this, and even fainted traces of moisture on the desk in the end.

Later, perhaps because the lamp was too dazzling and scorching, it came to the same white floor-to-ceiling curtain, wandering slowly for a long time with the cool night wind.

It was not taken off until the cloth was wet with moisture and wrinkled to the point where it could not be seen how it was originally ironed.

With a sigh, it was finally able to get entangled with those eagerly discarded clothes and find a moment to breathe.

It was very late at night, and a small lamp beside the bed gave off a soft and warm light.

Wen Moer leaned on Yan Chong's shoulder and exhaled, tears were still printed in the corners of his eyes, and he knew that his voice was very hoarse before he opened his mouth, after all, he didn't rest much in the three or four hours just now.

He rubbed his red and swollen lips, swallowed a small sip of saliva to moisten his throat, and then looked at the haloing ceiling and said: "Brother Chong, I don't want to be the empress anymore. The eldest brother has always helped the empress to deal with major national affairs. I don't know anything about those things, I'm not interested, and I'm not suitable for that position at all."

"Brother Chong." His eyes became extremely determined in a flash, and he patted Yan Chong's chest with his small hand, staring at his handsome and stern profile, "Can you take me away?"

It was like a cat's paw had been placed on Yan Chong's chest, itching.

Originally, he was still immersed in the lingering aftertaste and exhaustion just now, but when he heard this, he turned his head and fixedly looked at Xiao Yayi, whose face was still flushed, as if he was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

These days, he thought a lot, from the past to the present, and from the present to the future.

The only constant is that every future plan has the participation of this person, or without him, my life will be eclipsed.

Yan Chong never thought that a person could be so important to him, but so what, money can't buy him happiness.

he likes.

And what he likes, he will always try his best to get it!

"it is good."

When he first came to Zongxing, what Yan Chong thought was that it would be okay to protect and protect his little sub-female and become his male son. He didn't care what others thought of his identity at all.

Now that his little ya female was wronged and didn't want to stay here anymore, so why should he continue to stay.

Originally, it was tiring to be the empress, and she had to bear the responsibility of giving birth to the royal blood, which is really meaningless!It is very hard to think about giving birth to a child.

The more Yan Chong thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. After making up his mind, he immediately turned over and sat up shirtless before getting out of bed. He casually put on his pants and connected to Dixiu's communicator.

The voices over there were extremely noisy, and it sounded like they were at a bar party. Yan Chong said bluntly: "Third brother, Xiao Mo and I are going back to Juchen, please help prepare a starship, thank you."

Calling brother and thanking him again, Dixiu on the opposite side was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed.

"Sure enough, the wind blows on our little Mo's pillow! Treat that silly boy well in the future. The starship is already ready, outside the west gate of the academy. By the way, I thought you would contact me in the morning, you two So fast, no way..."

Yan Chong ignored Di Xiu's meaningful laughter and replied selectively: "Okay, got it, thank you, third brother."

After cutting off the connection signal of the communicator, he picked up all the mixed clothes on the ground, returned to the bed, and dressed Wen Moer gently.

All kinds of bruises and bruises came into his eyes, and Yan Chong recalled what he did before, only to regret that he was too rough just now.It's hard to admit it, so I can only treat the person in my arms like a porcelain doll.

"Well, will you be able to walk in a while?" Yan Chong asked with his eyes downcast, and his ears turned suspiciously red.

Wen Moer hooked his lower lip, and shook his head obediently: "I can't walk anymore, it hurts so much, my skin is torn, and my chest hurts too, biting... it's swollen." As he spoke, he was about to pull open the crumpled shirt.

Yan Chong quickly pressed Wen Moer's hand: "...don't look at it." Then he pressed a kiss on his forehead, "I'm sorry, I won't hurt you next time, I'll wipe it with ointment for you later. It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Well, then you wipe it for me."

"it is good."

The night at four or five o'clock in the morning is extremely quiet, and the night breeze is also very cool.

Yan Chong wrapped his windbreaker around Wen Moer's body, and pressed his small face against his chest.

The two of them didn't talk for a while until they came to the quietly parked starship.

Yan Chongcai stopped. This may be a bit stupid, but he had to ask again: "Xiao Mo, you are afraid that you will regret it. So I want to ask you again, do you really want to leave here with me? Leave your home planet ?"

"If you leave with me, in the future, you can't leave me half a step!"

These words are very overbearing, and it makes people feel dizzy.

Wen Moer raised the corners of his lips, and lightly rubbed against Yan Chong's hot chest.

"Never leave."

"Brother Chong, I love you."

"it is good."

Urgent announcement from the Royal Guard: All starships in the Zerg galaxy are invited to pay attention. If you find a blue and white starship of the H864 model, please intercept it immediately!But since His Royal Highness Rice is on the starship, he must not launch a devastating attack!If it cannot be intercepted, please contact the Royal Guard in time!

The interstellar people looked at this strange announcement, opened the star network, and were immediately filled with melons!

#LaisiHis Royal Highness was abducted! #

#It's elopement not abduction#

#全民wanted: Yan Chong#

People who eat melons:?

#Juchenxing? #

#Desolate Star Fruits and Vegetables#

People who eat melons: ? ? ?

Final Thoughts

#Magic Day#

In the end, Yan Chong, who was wanted, posted a post: "Xiao Mo and I are fine, thank you for your blessings."

The extremely tired melon eaters after a whole day: Damn it!Whoever blessed you, return Your Highness! ! !

Yan Chong: "No."

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The author has something to say:

finished writing Liao~

In the future, Brother Chong and Xiaomo will live happily on the deserted star, and will continue to plant the unfinished wood cores. The environment of the deserted star will become better and better. They will also have a cute little bun, little The steamed stuffed bun is on the shoulders of the male worm's father every day, dragging the sky and the ground.

At the request of the treasures, a small bun is expanded~