Shen Que supported Pei Ji and returned to the left wing palace.

Just as he closed the door and before he could turn on the light, the Alpha beside him suddenly hugged his waist, turned around and pressed him against the door.

Pei Ji lifted Chen Que's chin, lowered his head, and his lips with the smell of alcohol suddenly stopped a second before touching Chen Que's lips. He hesitated for two seconds and then stepped back.

However, they had just stepped back a short distance, and their breaths were still intertwining, when Chen Que suddenly reached out and hooked his hands around Pei Ji's neck, pulled him down hard, and kissed him.

A little moonlight shone in from the window, passing over the profiles of the two people like a veil.

Pei Ji's oral temperature was higher than Shen Que's, and as soon as their lips touched, Shen Que felt like he was melting.

Their lips rubbed against each other for a long time.

Finally, one side couldn't bear it anymore and pried open the other's teeth.

But as soon as the tip of his tongue touched, Pei Ji pushed Chen Que away again.

"You smell of alcohol." He whispered.

Shen Que ignored him and used his arms to pull him down deeper.

A tingling electric current spreads from the tip of the tongue to the entire brain.

Chen Que curled up the tip of his tongue and hooked Pei Ji's rough tongue.

The next second, he was pressed hard against the door by the Alpha.

His back hit the door, making a low muffled sound.

Pei Ji pinched Chen Jue's chin, kept parting his lips, and unceremoniously searched for the air inside.

The strong liquor mixed with sand and dust filled him up instantly. Shen Que felt that his brain was a little lacking in oxygen, and he felt like he was back in a desert tavern and was drunk in a trance.

He let out a small whimper unconsciously, which earned him a rougher kiss from the Alpha.

His back hit the door, and Shen Que felt dizzy. The hand that was hooked around Alpha's neck loosened unconsciously, and Alpha picked it up with his fingers and pressed it against the door.

“Hmm…”

Shen Que felt that Pei Ji was more ferocious than before, perhaps because he was drunk, or perhaps because he was unhappy, and he didn't even give him a chance to breathe.

He whimpered twice to please, but his lips were bitten and pressed against his palate, depriving him of the right to swallow.

The saliva intertwined and rubbed against each other.

Even after their lips and teeth had parted for a long time, the hot lips were still lingering on him, sweeping away the saliva that Shen Que had no time to swallow.

"Do you know how to divide into groups?" Pei Ji asked in a low voice.

"What..." Shen Que swallowed hard, repeating Pei Ji's question in his mind, "What group?"

"Pre-match interview."

Shen Que: "I know we need to be divided into groups..."

During dinner, the Queen mentioned the subsequent procedures, which would start with an opening dance, followed by interviews and publicity, and finally the official competition.

There was also a mecha display in the middle.

The Queen showed him a brochure and discussed the works of several famous master mecha masters.

"But I don't know the details...ah!"

Pei Ji suddenly grabbed Chen Que's earring and rolled it into his mouth along with the earlobe.

The hands that were supporting her waist and hips were pulled towards him and pushed him.

The pheromone concentration is too high.

Shen Que fell dazed on Pei Ji's shoulder, and was picked up by him and pressed on the sofa.

"Lu Sirang and I are in the same group." Pei Ji's low and hoarse voice came from the side of his ear.

"What?" Shen Que's brain was not working properly.

Pei Ji nibbled on the side of his neck slightly. He couldn't see his face, and could only judge the Alpha's suppressed emotions from his heavy breathing.

"Do you know about this?"

The breath I exhaled became hotter and more chaotic.

Chen Que endured the heat in his body and the surging emotions in his heart, and pushed Pei Ji, "I'll get you some sobering medicine."

Pei Ji grabbed his hand and pressed it above his head.

"Answer me!" His voice trembled a little, rising and falling again, "Do you know..."

Chen Que was stunned, maintaining the bound posture, and looked at Pei Ji steadily.

Pei Ji lowered his eyes, and the faint moonlight cast a three-dimensional shadow on his face.

Gloomy and depressing.

The heat in Shen Que's body subsided by half at once.

His Alpha was sad.

"I don't know." Shen Que said, his voice not as calm as before, "I wish you would stay away from that person for the rest of your life."

"So..." Pei Ji took a deep breath, "Is this the Queen's... or the Princess's decision?"

Shen Que looked at his forbearing expression, and his heart felt like it was being cut by a blunt knife.

"Did Lu Sirang tell you this?"

He asked softly.

"Is it settled? Don't look like that...wait for me to confirm, okay?"

Pei Ji was silent for a while, loosened his grip on him, and Shen Que withdrew his hand and hugged his Alpha.

The wet fragrance of flowers filled the air.

"Don't lose your temper with me... Admiral..." He whispered as if he was acting coquettishly.

He felt spoiled.

Whenever Pei Ji got angry, he felt that the dry sunlight was going away from him, and he was about to get moldy and grow mushrooms.

That's terrible.

Pei Ji took a moment to react before kissing the side of his face soothingly.

"Do you like the princess?" he asked suddenly.

Shen Que was stunned, "Why do you ask?"

Pei Ji reacted slowly for a moment, "Tell me if you like it or not."

He bit Chen Que's lip.

Shen Que opened his mouth, Pei Ji left again, he whimpered: "I don't like it."

"Then why do you know her so well?" Pei Ji continued to ask, "You often attended dinners together. When you first became commander, she went to the First Fleet many times just to watch you train."

"That's..." Shen Que pursed his lips, "That's because we are very familiar with each other..."

"Are you familiar enough to get married?"

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