Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

She was indeed narrow-minded.

She said that even if a straight man is gay and knows how to flirt, he will not deviate from his professional nature, his judgment of things, and his handling of things.

He has his own principles and style, and he will not deviate from them, especially he will not take advantage of others when they are drunk to do something humiliating like measuring them with instruments.

Jiang Si raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly, her expression innocent, cute, and alluring: "Then you can wait patiently, anyway, I'm not going to grow up now."

"Is that so?" Agares's eyes darkened suddenly, and he tightened his grip on her waist, biting her lips as punishment, drawing blood.

He then released his mouth as if nothing had happened, stood up, straightened his black military uniform, and said meaningfully, "Princess Consort, while you're still 1.3 meters tall... no, while you're still 1.48 meters tall, have fun. I'll remember everything. When you grow up, I'll pay you back one by one. No rush."

Ginger shreds: "..."

What's going on?

She's grown to 1.48 meters now, he's measured her.

Pooh!

That's not the point.

The key question is, what does she owe him?

Why wait until she grows up to pay it back one by one?

That makes absolutely no sense.

Agares, his military uniform neatly arranged, his lean yet muscular physique standing tall and straight: "Oh, by the way, your museum promotional video was uploaded to the StarNet at 8 a.m., and the museum will officially open at 10:10 a.m. tomorrow."

"Given that the museum may be packed tomorrow morning, it will be limiting the number of visitors. Since we still have time today, I'll take you to the museum for a final check-up."

Jiang Si exclaimed and licked her sore lips: "You didn't even eat breakfast before going to work?"

Agares tilted his head slightly: "Children who sleep in late don't get breakfast."

Jiang Si glared at him: "Man is made of iron, food is made of steel. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. If you don't eat, you can't work... Ah, you can't do this. If you're forcing me to buy something, you have to eat even if you're carrying me."

Agares's cold face remained expressionless. He held her in one arm, opened the door, and walked out of the room: "No work, no food."

Jiang Si poked his face with her hand: "Where did this bad guy come from? He won't give you any food. Ah, I'm going to tell His Majesty and have him beat you up."

"I also want to tell my father to inform the military and have the ten legions send people from the Ten Legions to challenge you in a series of battles. I'll tell them that whoever defeats you, I'll personally give them a reward of one hundred million."

As Agares carried her downstairs, he retorted, "Princess, using your own money to have someone beat up your husband, you've made a killing on that deal."

Ginger shreds: "..."

It seems so.

She used her own money to have her husband beaten.

We've lost a fortune.

"How about we change it? You kneel on a durian and write a 50,000-word reflection?" Jiang Si chuckled, her face sly as a fox. "Oh yeah, I'll find you a super big durian, I guarantee it won't break if you kneel on it. Then you write a 50,000-word reflection on kneeling on the durian, and I'll post it online. My dad's durian-growing planet will instantly make a killing..."

Agares reminded him again: "You're making a killing, but the money isn't going into your account, and you've even dragged your husband down with you. Isn't that a loss?"

"Now that you mention it, it seems like I'm at a disadvantage. Let me think about it some more. I need to think about what I should do to get back at you since you won't feed me..."

"Hmm, no rush, take your time thinking..."

"What's going on?" Yan Qi moved closer to Si Mubei, who was wearing a red dress, had bright red lips, was very charming, and had a head of red hair and a C38 bust, and asked, "Little junior sister, does my little junior sister not have legs? She's such a big girl and she still needs to be carried?"

Si Mubei felt that C38 was a bit sagging and wanted to squeeze it, but when she saw Yan Qi, she stopped abruptly. She rolled her beautiful and charming eyes and said bluntly, "What do you know, you single dog? People call it romance."

Yan Qi: "..."

"Besides, with my daughter's looks, her petite figure, and her adorable appearance, I wouldn't want to let her hold me even if she had long legs." Si Mubei rubbed his hands together, drooling with desire. "It's a pity, my daughter won't let me hold her. Agares has her monopolized, and I can't even touch her. That's too much!"

Yan Qi: "..."

That's way off-target.

"So, my precious daughter's senior brother," Si Mubei said, then changed the subject, glancing slyly at Yan Qi, "Do you have any good ideas on how to steal my daughter away without anyone knowing, and then I'll take her to conquer the stars and the sea!"

Yan Qi: "..."

No, no, no…

He's a coward!

He didn't want to die yet.

He couldn't even handle a teacher who constantly complained about him, let alone Marshal Agares and that scoundrel in the palace!

We can't afford to play this game!

We can't afford to play this game!

No, no, no, I'm afraid to play, I'm afraid to play.

Jiang Si sat in the aircraft, holding a food container in one hand and a spoon in the other, eating the meal that her cheap husband had prepared for her, her eyes fixed on the projection on the quantum computer.

The projector showed a promotional video for the museum, presented in the form of a short story. It started with ancient China in the Milky Way galaxy, covered 3,000 years of changes, and ended with the present. The short three-minute promotional video, accompanied by music, was incredibly powerful.

After watching the video, Jiang Si chewed her food, tapped her personal computer, went online, and forwarded the shocking promotional video using her "Zombie is Not a Corpse" account.

The StarNet was already bustling, and when she retweeted it, her fans went wild: "I didn't see it wrong, did I? It's Jiang Jiang baby who appeared and retweeted the information?"

"Ever since the Fourth Civilization and the new Zerg Emperor came here more than 100 days ago, I haven't seen Jiang Jiang. I even had wild fantasies that maybe Jiang Jiang was too outstanding and was kidnapped by the Fourth Civilization and the Zerg Emperor. It seems I was just overthinking it. Jiang Jiang is still here."

"Waaaaah, Jiang Jiang, my darling, when are you going to do another live cooking show and give away prizes? Can't you post more of the Rebirth Star's dishes? They're so hard to get!"

"Don't go off-topic upstairs. We should all ask together, 'Jiang Jiang, my darling, where have you been these past few days? If you've been kidnapped, just blink. We can crowdfund to ask Marshal Agares to rescue you.'"

“Yes, yes, Jiang Jiang, my darling, if you get kidnapped, just let us know. We’re not short of money from our crowdfunding campaign. We can afford to hire Marshal Agares. Of course, if we can’t afford him, we can crowdfund to hire that space pirate king, Red Eyebrows, to rescue you.”

Jiang Si almost choked on her food when she saw the comments from her fellow fans. What kind of nonsense were these? Why didn't they just fly to the moon?

Jiang Si adjusted her personal computer, took a picture of her half-eaten meal, posted it online, and wrote a lovey-dovey caption: "In love... PS: Come on, share this post and you'll get a prize at the Ancient China Museum. We'll randomly select 20 lucky single people to receive Rebirth Star specialties, including live rabbits, cooked rabbits, raw rabbits, baby rabbits, and various natural vegetables and plants. First come, first served!"