Chapter 31 Queen (5) Jinjiang exclusive authorization for the first release, protection...
After finishing her work, she plans to be a boss?
The fingers that touched her chin felt unusually warm. Imolius lowered his eyes and glanced over. Her long hair was hanging on the ground in disarray, pressed down by her.
Annie felt hot all over, and her cheeks were flushed from the aftereffects of excessive simulation. Her pupils shrank a little, from full and round to more predatory-like. Ani pried open his mouth and lowered her head to press on him as Imolius looked surprised.
The hot lips rolled over.
Imolius lost his mind and froze for half a second. Then he struggled and turned his head away: "Are you delirious or drunk? Let me go!"
Annie continued to pry open his teeth and placed her fingertips on his smooth, white teeth. Imoris bit her hard but couldn't even break her skin. He was kissed again with his lips blocked. A wet, disgusting and sticky liquid slid down her skin, wet and scary, like a mysterious monster in the deep sea that would roll up its tentacles and drag people to the depths, leaving them no chance of turning back.
He was actually a little afraid of this thing.
Dislike, aversion, and nausea are all emotions derived from fear. The scales of Imolius have a waterproof effect, but it is this protection that makes him even more afraid of unknown liquids getting on his body. He is afraid that the scales will fall off and he will fall into the water.
Annie's consciousness was indeed somewhat out of control, and she was acting entirely on instinct. The instinct of a mimic beast is to possess, plunder, and control males. She grabbed Imoleus's chin, moved her palm down, and strangled his throat.
The man's slender neck fell into her hands.
Annie tightened her grip unconsciously, controlling the air between her knuckles. Imolius's delicate larynx was oppressed, and he struggled violently to get room to breathe, but all the oxygen came from between her lips and teeth.
As long as he doesn't ask for favors from this bad woman, not a trace of breath will enter his body. Imolius gritted his teeth to resist her penetration, but Ani's hand easily left a bright red mark on his throat, and his chest rose and fell violently.
The wet tongue pried open the teeth, and he did not flinch even when Imolius bit him painfully. She licked the root of the other's tongue that had never been invaded by anyone. This quiet territory was occupied by a strong fragrance and was marked as a predator.
Due to extreme lack of oxygen and compression of the bones in his neck, his vision became black for a while. More tentacles rolled over, just as he had always worried and feared. A large amount of mucus flooded his throat, and a strange thing bound and controlled him. The poisonous spider did not weave a web, but dragged him into the abyss in the form of a water monster.
Annie tasted a little bit of wine left in his mouth, and the little mimic beast, having lost control of itself, repeatedly ravaged his lips and tongue, forcing him to respond more.
The fierce struggle became less and less severe.
She pulled away a little, confused, pausing her invasion. The fragile little butterfly in his arms took a few seconds to regain its vision. He was gasping for breath, and the fear of dying made Imolius's brain almost blank.
"You just..." The lazy hoarse voice of the past turned into a voice that was exhausted and painful, "Are you going to kill me?"
Ani didn't answer, just stared at him.
Her eyes were only animalistic, not thoughtful. Imolius kept gasping and coughing. He turned sideways to vomit. The mucus that seeped into his throat slid down forcefully. He only spit out a small portion of it, but he still choked and cried.
The moisture in the corners of his eyes hadn't dried yet when he was pulled over and hugged again. Do females have a strong desire for him - appetite or possessiveness? Imolius was unrecognizable, his whole body was stiff, and Ani's hand around his waist was squeezing him so hard that it felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be crushed.
Ani buried her head and hugged him tightly, her body still too hot.
The biological core provided her with too much energy. Annie's hands sank into his hair and grasped it tightly. This strong and controlled movement forced Imolius to raise his head, exposing his scarred neck again.
She leaned in closer.
The breath of his natural enemy slowly swept across his cold, pale, and slightly cool skin.
Imoris was almost trembling, his heart trembling and rushing to his scarred throat, as if it would jump out in the next second. The fear was infinitely magnified. The white knight who served him for money seemed to be in danger of drawing his sword and betraying his master at any time. She was the source of this fear of life and death, a vicious, powerful, and temporarily out-of-control beast.
Imolius's bones were not that strong. He held on until now, and finally tears came out of his eyes due to the pain. The pink color on the ends of their hair intertwined with each other. He gave in and said weakly, "Don't be angry..."
But Ani opened her mouth and stabbed her sharp fangs into his neck.
She didn't inject poison. Ani didn't know how to kill her prey in this way. She just bit him and hugged him tightly to control him.
Imolius's expression froze and his pupils suddenly dilated. Death's scythe kissed his throat, as if telling him that she was just a few millimeters away from nibbling on him and devouring her prey completely.
Ani retracted her fangs and a large amount of blood flowed out. She stared at Imolius, and Imolius had to face her gaze. He moved his lips, and the blood color faded from his thin lips. It was rare to see such a sudden paleness and almost broken expression on his handsome face.
It seemed like I would die in the next second.
Annie stared at him for a long while, her mind buzzing with confusion. As her animal nature was locked back into the cage, she collapsed on him because she was too exhausted.
She fell asleep.
...fainted or fell asleep?
Imolius did not dare to move for a long time. He put his hand on the bleeding wound and it took him a long time to crawl out of her arms.
The tentacles disappeared, leaving him with only a body covered in slime and a white shirt half soaked in blood. Imolius calmed himself down, leaning against the bar to stand up, then staggered to find the medicine box and gave himself an injection of recovery potion.
After taking the life-saving shot, he slid down against the bar and sat on the ground motionless for a while before turning on the communicator, saying a few words to the servant beside him, and then transferred the money to another account.
-
When Annie woke up, she was on a flying vehicle. The driver was one of the secretaries serving His Excellency Wen Hong, and Xiao Mo sat next to him.
She woke up comfortably, the fever subsided, and she looked down to see Mo Wan holding her hand tightly, their fingers interlocked. He took off his gloves on his own initiative, and his pale fingers intertwined and clasped her knuckles.
Ani looked at him silently. Mo Wan didn't know what she was thinking. She was absent-minded for a short moment. When her eyes covered him, the little spider immediately showed a docile expression: "My lord, you are awake. Something big happened outside... Mother is worried, so she asked the secretary to come with me to pick you up."
Ani let go of her hands, stretched, and yawned: "I was so tired that I took a rest at Imolius' place. That's what he told you."
The moment her fingers pulled away, Mo Wan subconsciously chased after them and wanted to hold them tightly again, but still touched nothing.
He paused, put on his gloves, and said softly: "He said the same thing. My lord, he actually made you feel tired... He deserves to die."
Ani thought back to the fragmentary memories she had before falling asleep and said uncertainly, "I think... never mind, I think I scared him."
Mo Wan listened silently, his dark pupils were extremely calm. He looked at her tenderly with his hands on his knees.
After returning to the villa, Ani lived a life relying on her mother-in-law's promotion.
Her work ability is so outstanding that it is difficult to hide. When the situation was most tense and controversial, Ani took over the task of controlling public opinion from Mr. Wen Hong, diverting conflicts, creating false statements and then officially refutating them, and promoting entertainment news to overshadow the attack case... The whole set of operations was very effective.
Every time when she was satisfied with the results of her inspection, her alarm bells would immediately ring, and she would think something was wrong, I seem to have done too well again - behind her, she could vaguely see her mother-in-law's increasingly appreciative eyes.
Despite all Annie's attempts to decline and being extremely humble, she still came into contact with a lot of Zerg internal affairs and obtained a lot of internal information of the Zerg.
She and Mo Wan get along like a couple. As the wedding is approaching, Xiao Mo and her new friend choose the dress style. He is in charge of the wedding and occasionally asks Ani to try it on.
Ani almost always agreed, as these clothes were all sewn by Mo Wan herself. When she stretched out her hand, the black-haired young man's eyes would light up, and he would come over and considerately help her unzip her casual clothes, and even help her change clothes.
Three days before the wedding, Ani and Imolius completed the contract for all the weapons loaded on the starships. He was a cunning profiteer and gambler who would not accept her limited bargaining skills. The two of them argued back and forth over the matter, discussed it repeatedly, and wasted tons of saliva before finally deciding on it.
She wants to equip her submarine with the latest weapon systems.
This huge expenditure was naturally provided by the "Queen".
It was also on the night when the matter was finalized that Ani received a hunting mission from the hunting ground officials.
Five days later, which was nominally the day after their wedding, she was supposed to set off for other star regions to participate in missions, which meant more genetic medicines, huge wealth, and even the right to occupy planets.
She raised her eyes to look at Mo Wan who was tidying the room next to her.
He knelt on the carpet, leaning against the coffee table to store several e-readers on it. Her long hair flows down the ground, falling smoothly like a waterfall. Mo Wan looked up at the virtual screen from time to time.
Playing on the screen was a video of her time at the hunting grounds.
It's the Hailan University's tryout. The human girl held the flowers, took off the bloody rabbit mask, and said to the camera: "Teacher, I love you."
The hand that picked up the reader froze, and he remained in this position, as if he had not come back to his senses for a long time.
I love you?
Mo Wan raised his head and met Ani's gaze.
Ani smiled and pointed at his sleeve. Mo Wan stared at her blankly, then looked down at his wrist. His cuffs were not straightened and a piece of the lining was exposed. He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and lowered his head with a slightly red cheek.
The screen is still playing.
He heard Ani's voice ringing in his ears, which seemed very far away, but also very close - as if it was against his earlobe, drilling into his brain, and saying to other men: "Please date me, teacher, I love you..."
Ani reached out and turned off the virtual screen.
She had something important to discuss with Mo Wan and didn't want the video to disturb them. Ani came over and sat in front of him, leaned over to look at him, tilted her head to observe him for a few seconds, and said, "I'm going back to the hunting ground."
Mo Wan raised his head suddenly, and his eyes that seemed to be eternally gentle and calm were cast on her.
Ani rested her arm on the coffee table, holding her chin: "I will say goodbye to His Excellency Wen Hong, because I am going to the War Star Region for training. You know what I am going to do. Xiao Mo, I..."
He raised his hand and grabbed Ani's wrist, staring at her without blinking: "Can you take me away?"
Ani paused, lowered her eyes to his lower abdomen, and after a few seconds she said, "The hunting grounds are very dangerous, and there are no examples of unrelated people being brought in."
Mo Wan was very perceptive. He could sense even a slight deviation in his gaze. He followed Ani's gaze and looked down at himself. He loosened his grip on her wrist and said, "Is it because I... am not good enough and cannot give birth to a daughter for you?"
Annie could actually lie to him hypocritically to create the illusion that she was kind and had no choice. But she felt it was unnecessary, and her words were so frank and reckless, so blunt and brutal that they bordered on cruelty: "Well. It didn't choose you."
She continued, "You stay with His Excellency. I will keep in touch with His Excellency Wenhong to report the status of the activities. As long as I am alive, you don't have to worry about the judgment of the clan. His Excellency actually loves you very much, and she will protect you..."
Mo Wan suddenly threw himself into her arms.
Annie stopped talking and raised her hands to hug back. She felt the person in her arms trembling slightly. The hands held her very tightly, gripping the fabric of her clothes, as if if they loosened their grip a little, she would turn into foam and dissipate on the spot.
"...Don't abandon me. Don't...leave me alone." He said softly, "I can turn a blind eye. I can pretend that anything that happened to anyone didn't happen, whether it's Imoris, or, or someone else. I will arrange the house properly and clean it up and wait for you to come back. Please don't go, don't leave me..."
Facing Ani, he seemed to have anticipated such a plea countless times. Mo Wan is not like Lin or Ling Yisan. He does not have the conditions to develop high self-esteem. As long as Lady Ani asks, he can abandon the chastity training and the rule of not marrying between races. As long as she stays, he doesn't care whether he takes the initiative or begs hard. Even if this begging has any effect, he will immediately humble himself.
It seemed that his self-esteem could not be balanced against his wife's departure.
Annie let him hold her in his arms, looking down at his jet-black hair.
"I'm not that capable...it doesn't like a weak father like me," Mo Wan stretched out her hand, grasped Ani's fingers with her cold fingertips, and held her hands against her lower abdomen. Through a plain and conservative robe, she almost touched the egg implanted under the other's thin body. He closed his eyes, trying his best to calm himself down, and continued, "I'm sorry... Sir, I'm sorry to you and my daughter, but I am willing to let you have a child with another male, and I can take good care of his child as if it were my own. Please take me away, okay? I..."
He actually didn't want to.
Ani could see that he was unwilling and was forcing himself. The spider tribe is a monogamous race with serious sexism, and the tempting reward for training males to be gentle and well-behaved is the promise that they will find a partner who loves only them.
Mo Wan would care a lot whether Ani wanted to eat others. He would even rather let himself be preyed upon by his wife than let her eat other people.
"What's the point of this?" Ani asked him, "You are kind and considerate, but what I have to face is killing and fighting. Xiao Mo, you are not suitable for living in a bloody place, and I don't have the energy to protect you in such a place. Can you be rational?"
Ani's tone was very calm. She knew that Mo Wan was different from others. He had to accept this situation himself, otherwise her promise to save him would be ruined. He might become depressed, commit suicide, and find it difficult to survive independently.
"I've already," he took a deep breath to calm his sobs and trembling, but the strong despair and the throbbing pain in his chest prevented Mo Wan from speaking to her clearly and logically, "I've regained my senses. I'm sorry, I'm trying to calm down... Lady Ani, even if I have to die, let me die beside you. Please take me away. I'm willing to wander around and have no place to live. It doesn't matter even if I can't return to Meng'en Star in this lifetime. I'm already yours."
"..." Ani was shocked by the word "sense of responsibility" and was silent. She paused and said, "Mr. Wenhong will protect you, and the Zerg society has accepted you again. Even if I am not by your side, you can live like before at home, with your mother and sisters to rely on."
"It's different," he said. "It's all different."
"What exactly is different?" Ani asked.
“My Lord,” Mo Wan held her hands with both hands, wrapped them tightly and held them, “You are the best person to me, the one who loves me the most. You fought with my mother for me, rescued me from the hunting grounds and sent me back. I…”
The marriage that he once had no hope for became so sweet and attractive because of the change of his fiancé, that he was willing to die in the love web woven by the female with kisses.
"I don't love you." Ani interrupted him.
Mo Wan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at her.
Their eyes met, Annie lowered her head and moved closer, their pupils met, and their eyes merged into one. Her slightly pink eyelashes fluttered in front of her eyes, and there was no doting or loving, no boredom or disgust in her approaching eyes, only endless silence, like the surface of a lake without ripples.
She said, "The Spider Tribe doesn't care about this, right? The social rule here is that powerful protectors have the right to reproduce. You and I are both strictly practicing this rule. I protect you and you reproduce for me. I like your straightforwardness. You don't play the weird love logic of humans and mermaids. That is the result of nothyroid hormones and dopamine. I have simulated that scenario, but I am not very good at it."
Ani paused, stared at his trembling pupils and continued, "I can rely on the simulation state to fall in love with each other, but that was a failed experience. He actually never trusted me. I appreciate the social rules and reproduction logic of the Zerg. This is reasonable, rather than letting the burst of passion give birth to offspring with inferior genes... The egg has its own temper. It is normal for it to be dissatisfied. It's not your fault."
Every word she said was so pertinent and so candid.
There is no emotion and no room for compromise.
Mo Wan listened to these words in a daze. He was unable to repeat the other party's words and could not think about whether they were good or bad. The heart in his chest seemed to be pierced by something and was bleeding. The sound of the surging blood was deafening.
"You..." After a long pause, he asked, "Don't you love me? You don't like me, not even a little bit..."
Ani thought about the question for a moment and then she said, "Is this important to you?"
Mo Wan's fingers gripping her wrist unconsciously tensed, his fingertips became even colder, and he held her extra tightly.
He was not a weak butterfly, and even though he was much weaker than the opposite sex, his strength was enough for Annie to feel it when he was not under control. She glanced at him casually and thought that Xiao Mo was actually very capable of surviving, and all he needed to overcome was the psychological barrier.
"This is very important to me." Mo Wan said in confusion, "Is your exchange with me just a complete exchange of interests? No, it's different. How can a man not be liked by women and not be loved by women? Isn't his life a failure..."
Annie looked at his fingers that were constantly clasped together. Spiders had a very keen sense of each other. She could vaguely feel each other's ups and downs and sense his agony. Mo Wan buried his head in her shoulder, as if every second of breathing and survival was painful for him. He suppressed his voice and maintained a tone that seemed to allow for communication: "Please...please eat me."
Ani raised her hand and pressed the back of his head, her fingers seeping into his hair, gently protecting it: "You know I won't."
"Isn't that even more cruel?" He murmured, "It would be a blessing to be able to melt into your body and become your nourishment."
Ani asked, "Are you saying something terrible?"
"…I'm sorry." He apologized immediately.
"I don't mean to hear your apology," she said.
"I'm sorry," Mo Wan said subconsciously, "Did I make you angry? I... I'm always stupid and can't do anything. Even if I were to serve you as a servant, you wouldn't be willing..."
"Strange, I'm obviously doing this for your own good, but you don't understand at all." Ani lifted his chin, "I can't pay you, and I can't bear the heavy responsibility falling on me. If you follow me, I will always, always, always hurt you."
She would definitely look for other races to try to reproduce, which was against the social rules of the Spider Clan. Even if he was willing to accept it, he would be traumatized by endurance.
“…”
"I really don't think I love you." Ani stroked his chin and touched his cheek, "But I don't want to abuse you for no reason. Even if you are no longer of use to me and we have no interests to exchange, I will be responsible to you within a limited scope and play the role of 'Lin Jiang' well, so that you can live a better life on Meng'en Star."
Mo Wan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. His pale face could not show the docile expression he usually had. It was like a torn piece of white paper.
"If I were... useful," he asked suddenly, "would you like me?"
Does it mean that you like star coins, laser guns, or an object? Or is it the liking for a person's abilities and values? Ani pondered for a moment, stood up, squeezed her wrist that was sore from being grabbed by him, and replied, "Maybe. Um, do you want to continue trying on wedding dresses?"
Mo Wan looked at her blankly, like a puppet with a spring wound up, with a blank and stiff look in his eyes. He picked up the dress pattern that he was going to let her try today. He stood up holding the dress he had made and accidentally stepped on the end of his long hair that fell on the ground.
The little spider suddenly lost his balance and fell in front of her in a trance. The carpet was soft and he was not hurt, but this time, Mo Wan suddenly realized that he had almost fallen several times before, and she would hold him tightly, hug him, and let him fall into her arms. Lady Ani would solve all the problems that came from him, whether it was a display of coquetry or a demand for rare fabrics, even those emotions that she did not deeply understand, she would listen and comfort with a smile.
But this time, Ani did not reach out her hand, but let him fall at her feet. She sighed softly, smiled again, and said, "Will it really be useful?"
Obviously...
She clearly said that she didn't love me and she said she didn't like me. But the moment he heard the other person's voice, Mo Wan couldn't help but feel a surge of sweetness out of inertia. This sweetness was mixed with a knife-like pain. He moved his slightly pink fingers and whispered, "... maybe."
Ani stretched out her hand towards him, meaning that Mo Wan should put his own hand up and pull him up.
He looked at the other person's familiar palm.
Mo Wan stretched out his hand with all his strength, and the moment he was pulled up, he suddenly burst into tears without any warning. There was no sound, not even a prelude, and tears as big as beans fell like broken strings. Before Ani could react, he said, "It hurts so much from the fall."
"Eh?" She was a little surprised. "Where did you fall?"
"My legs," Mo Wan said, "my arms, knees, feet, chest, they all hurt. Anyway, my whole body hurts. I'm dying. To avoid wasting me, please eat me and take me away with you in your stomach... We will never be separated, even our bones will rot together."
"Uh," Ani glanced at the carpet hesitantly and diagnosed, "He fell and hit his head."
-
The wedding was held successfully and ended smoothly.
Annie could accept all the corny love words and rituals. She had done a lot of homework to conquer the mermaid's reproduction lock. Although she didn't do it well the first time, she has made great progress now.
If there was no need to lie to Spider-Man, she could just pretend to love him and fool the innocent Mo Wan.
But that's too tiring. Spending emotions is a very tiring thing. After the wedding, Ani asked Lord Wenhong for permission to go to other star regions for training the next day.
My mother-in-law frowned at first and said, "You just got married." Then she continued, "The case of the Butterfly Clan has not yet been concluded. In principle, there are certain restrictions on travel recently. Although this matter is classified as an internal fight among the Butterfly Clan, we still have to cooperate with the work."
Without waiting for Ani to make further efforts, Wenhong let out a sigh and said, "Forget it. A good woman has ambitions. You want to hone yourself only because you have a promising future."
If his daughter-in-law could establish a reputation in the starry sea, having a powerful warrior as a relative by marriage would also be beneficial to Wen Hong's status.
But she still couldn't bear to give up Ani's outstanding work ability, and at the same time she firmly believed that such a woman would be successful anywhere, so she said: "Okay, I will issue you a pass. When you go out, you must know where home is, and don't let Xiao Mo worry."
Ani didn't expect her to agree so easily. Her eyes lit up and she nodded obediently: "I know, Mom."
Even the word "Mom" has become smooth to say.
A few days before leaving Moon Star, Annie's submarine was towed to S108 Star for transformation, and she could only take a rough look at it during the video call with Imolius. After obtaining the pass, Ani went there in person, blew her palms in the cold wind, and sat next to Imolius.
The starry night is brilliant. The military factory in the distance is installing more advanced weapon systems on No. 01.
"Are you going to conquer an indigenous planet, or are you planning to become a star pirate?" Imolius was dressed warmly, wearing a plush cloak. "The transformation plan you gave me is equivalent to buying an assault ship. It's really a losing deal."
"You didn't lose money." Annie calculated it clearly. "Don't think I don't know how many industries of political enemies your family can swallow up. Arms dealer, Butterfly, the largest arms supplier of the Zerg. I think the queen will choose you as the archon soon."
Imolius laughed and took a sip of the liquor in his hand. "I won't go into politics. Besides, the Supreme Council only accepts female rulers, so there's no way for me to get promoted to consul."
Having said that, the position of Archon is the position that all males dream of. In some races where gender inequality is extremely high, there are no male archons at all.
"That's right." Ani reached out and asked him for a bottle of wine. "If the other eleven were all women, and you, a man, were mixed in, would you be able to understand what they were saying? Wait a minute, stingy guy, I want a whole bottle."
Imolius brought her a wine glass, paused while pouring wine into it, raised his eyebrows and said, "Drinking with you is like a cow chewing a peony." But he still handed her a new bottle.
Annie bit open the unopened bottle cap. She had no idea how expensive the wine was for this wealthy young man, Imoris, and she had unconsciously developed a very picky taste for him.
After a few gulps, the man next to me suddenly said, "Drink less, don't get drunk."
Ani's eyes swept over his bandaged neck, where circles of white bandages covered his unhealed wounds. She coughed lightly and explained: "I didn't bite you because I was drunk, I just-"
"Stop," said Imolius, "explain to your foolish partner, don't waste your words on me. I don't believe you. Did your partner know that you came to see me tonight?"
"My boyfriend," A Ni took a second to realize that he was talking about Mo Wan. After all, they were already married in name. "He knows."
Imolius was stunned for a moment, and looked at her in disbelief: "Are you crazy? You met a man from the Butterfly Clan and told your family. Do you know that we..."
"You guys have a bad reputation, what's your name, um... open and vulgar, not conservative enough, and a frequent visitor to third-party news, right?"
"Hmph." Imolius lowered his head and drank.
"Xiao Mo won't mind. He is a very virtuous and considerate person. I told him that we were discussing serious matters. Besides, I will leave Moon Star soon and disappear in his world."
Imolius turned his head to look at her profile. He rubbed the dice in his palm, and there was a slight rustling sound between his fingers: "Want to make a bet?"
"What's the bet?"
"I bet he won't be 'virtuous and considerate', and I bet he won't obey me." Imolius' voice was lazy and hoarse. "Poisonous spider, I know a little bit about the spider tribe. Those males are just weak in front of you women. He may endure it for one or two days, but in the long run, he will either die or go crazy."
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