The Empire's First Fleet is defeated, and the calm, beautiful, undefeated First Commander Shen Que is severely injured, becoming a frail invalid.
Even more shocking news arrives:
Th...
When the smell of sand swept over him, Shen Que didn't feel anything was wrong, but he felt that Pei Ji's pheromones today were stronger and warmer than before.
This is normal.
After all, it is a susceptible period.
The crying Alpha carefully hugged him from behind and gently licked the gland near his mouth.
A scent of flowers wafts across the desert.
For Pei Ji at this moment, this taste was like the rain falling in a long-dried desert. Even if it was just one or two drops occasionally, it was enough to make him intoxicated.
Perhaps because of the blending of those little pheromones, Shen indeed felt a subtle reaction, like tiny electric sparks, exploding in his body with a tingling sensation.
It was different from the terrifying numbing feeling brought by the previous pain.
This was brought to him by Pei Ji's pheromones.
——A feeling that makes people shudder.
A little hot.
"Please don't mention divorce anymore, okay?" Pei Ji's pitiful voice sounded from behind him, "I will die without you."
"You think I have a bad temper and a bad mouth, but I'll change... Woo... But without you, I really will die..."
"You...you know you're a bad-mouthed person?" Shen Que was dizzy.
There is a hint of dampness in the floral scent.
"Well...you said that to me before..." Pei Ji's voice became sticky and something was wrong.
He seems drunk.
"Before? What before..."
Shen Que felt as if he was drunk too.
The skin behind him was frighteningly hot, and Pei Ji hugged him tighter.
It’s so hot, so hot.
"Just before..." Pei Ji's voice was low and aggrieved, "You said I was a rookie, that a soldier like me would never be able to join the Seven Fleets..."
"You're so fierce... Senior..."
When the coquettish voice reached his eardrums, Shen Que suddenly trembled all over.
The light floral scent becomes stronger.
Humid and hot.
Pei Ji paused for a moment, and leaned closer to the back of Shen Que's neck, still mumbling coquettish words.
wrong……
My dizzy brain suddenly realized that something was wrong...
It's too hot.
He seemed to be in heat.
“Ugh—!!”
…
The shadows of the trees swayed in the afternoon, and the light and dark intertwined, weaving a bizarre and dazzling scene.
The young commanders stood on the training ground, with three light curtains unfolding in front of them, and small dots representing individual soldiers flickered on the light curtains.
From time to time, the sound of reports came from the headset, which was messy, noisy and difficult to hear clearly.
The young man with a cold face pressed the headset and frowned slightly.
"Number 4, you're out of position."
"Number 4, you're heading towards the wormhole."
“Number 4…”
"Number 4! Please answer if you hear me. You are disobeying orders, Number 4!"
The crackling sound of electricity conveyed the other party's silence and arrogance.
The young commander's tone gradually became impatient, and a drop of sweat fell from his black hair, sliding along his ice-sculptured jade face all the way to his collarbone.
"One more coordinate ahead, and I'll record you as a violation. Do you hear me, Number 4?"
The sound of electricity brought a disdainful chuckle.
"I heard it, I heard it."
The lazy sound penetrates distance and time.
"You're so fierce, Senior."
Shen Que was in a daze for a moment.
The scorching sun seemed to have grown tentacles, climbing up his back and melting him bit by bit in that summer afternoon.
The sun and the moon alternate, and the stars change.
The thin and gaunt figure grew taller.
The red alarm sounded, and he stumbled alone among the wreckage of mechas on the ground.
The white cold light fell from the sky like a dead bird.
The intense pain almost tore him apart.
He woke up trembling in a white hospital room, his mind blank.
The picture changes.
The ground is full of flowers and lush greenery.
The adult commander stood tiredly at the grand wedding scene, the annoying discussions almost drowning him.
Who is he waiting for?
Will that person come?
The breeze blew up the white sand, and the moonlight flowed on the ground like water.
He walked forward following the moonlight.
A pair of hands embraced him from behind.
A dry and warm message wrapped around me.
The tall man leaned down to his ear and chuckled.
"You're so fierce... Senior..."
…
Shen Que woke up again.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, and he subconsciously squinted his eyes.
Anya's surprised voice rang out: "Great! Madam is awake."
Then there was a knock at the door: "Hurry up and tell the general that the lady has woken up, and tell him not to rush to commit suicide for love!"
He slowly sat up from the bed, was dazed for a moment, then suddenly realized something and reached out to touch the back of his neck.
The familiar smell overflowed before his movement, followed by the uneven touch.
He fumbled around for a long time before finally confirming it.
It's a tooth mark.
Anya looked at him worriedly.
"Ma'am...are you okay?"
Okay...?
He nodded.
In fact, better than ever.
"Where's the Admiral?"
Anya asked depressedly: "Why don't you ask yourself what's wrong?"
Shen Que seemed a little obsessed as he put his hand on the back of his neck, covering the fresh wound.
"What's wrong with me?"
"You were bitten by the Admiral! And then you fainted all night. You scared us to death!"
Anya said excitedly in a voice that was very unlike her.
"Oh my god... Don't you know how terrifying an Alpha in his susceptible period is? You could just comfort him, and he'll be fine after crying for seven or eight days. How could you go... go!"
Anya blushed.
"Anyway, I'm so glad you're okay!"
"……Feel sorry."
Shen Jue remembered the excruciating pain he felt yesterday, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
The moment he was bitten, he really thought he was going to die.
But he is still alive.
Also received a mark.
"Where's the Admiral?" he asked again.
Anya sighed heavily.
"After biting you, he sent you to the bedroom and then locked himself in the study and cried all night. Oh my God... it really was an entire night."
She stamped her foot hard.
"I'm so fed up! I might as well drown myself now! Serves you right!"