◇ Chapter 45 Kiss
Lane had received professional anti-reconnaissance training. His eyes only stayed on the camera for a moment and then quickly moved away, as if he had just glanced at it unintentionally and did not notice anything.
Then, he naturally lowered his eyes and rubbed his chin on Lin You's neck. Two strands of silver hair slid down from his forehead in embarrassment, just covering his expression.
From the camera's angle, he was half-kneeling on the ground, looking disheveled, breathing rapidly, clinging tightly to Lin You to absorb pheromones, his back still trembling slightly.
——This is the symptom of taking pheromone addiction aids.
And where the camera couldn't see, Lan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Lin Yougui is the third prince of the empire, how dare someone install cameras in his residence?
Who is it?
Combined with the invitation from the Grand Prince, the answer was obvious. Lan En rubbed against Lin You's arms, his body was so soft. He carefully hugged Lin You, his movements were gentle, but his face was terribly cold, and he even sneered, thinking: "What a coward."
The eldest prince has already harmed him to this extent, but he is still not at ease. Does he want to use pheromone addiction drugs as an additional insurance?
He curled his lips in a mocking manner, thinking: "Lin Yu, you are so afraid of me."
If all these things were within Lan's expectations, his mind was turning around and around, and in a flash, there was another thing that confused and disoriented Lan.
What exactly does his Third Prince want to do?
Lin You held him tightly, his hand running down his spine. Even through two layers of uniform, Lan En could feel the heat from his fingers.
...very comfortable.
The embrace was too warm. Lin You inserted his fingers lightly into the hair, soothing it intermittently. When the body in his arms calmed down, he avoided the camera and took out a cup of strange light yellow drink from the supplies brought by the waiter. Then he unscrewed the cap and pretended to accidentally spill it. The drink poured onto the floor. In an instant, a sour and rotten smell filled the room.
This is a tricky drink with a strange taste that has become very popular in the capital recently. It simulates the shape and smell of vomit.
After doing all this, Lin You silently released pheromones, and the smell of citrus wrapped around Lan En. Lan En groaned, his whole body went limp, and his face flushed unnaturally. He looked at Lin You with his deep blue eyes and whispered, "Third Prince..."
Lin You touched her long silver hair and said softly, "Lan En, can you be a good boy? Be a good boy, okay?"
This is the script line.
Then he stood up and went out to tell the waiter to change rooms. Without his support, Lan's legs and feet were sore. He did not try to stand up, but let himself fall to the ground in a mess. He knelt down and struggled to support his upper body. It seemed that he did not even have the strength to breathe.
All of this was recorded firmly by the camera.
Lin Youze walked out of the room and whispered instructions to the waiter.
He has a play on his hands.
A newspaper pornographic article, of course, would not stop after the drug was fed. There was still a fierce orgasm after the drug was taken, but Lin Yougui was a prince, he would never sleep in a room filled with the smell of vomit, so he waved his hand to call the waiters, asking them to clean this room, tidy up the other room, and then carry the limp Lan En over for him to continue his pleasure.
The waiters bowed and looked at Lan with a hint of sympathy, but they had a duty to fulfill, so they could only clean up meticulously, and then they worked in groups of four to carry the major general up.
Lin Youze walked out of the room and went downstairs to the master bedroom.
The eldest prince was standing at the end of the stairs.
A strange light flashed across his irises, and then they turned back to a warm black color. He looked at Lin You with a smile, and asked in a surprised tone: "So soon?"
Lin You had a cold face, and he played the role of a spoiled and willful prince to the fullest. He kicked the stone at his feet and said, "Lan En vomited. The room smells terrible. It's really disgusting."
The eldest prince smiled slightly, stood up and straightened Lin You's collar, and said gently: "Don't worry, after drinking that wine, he will be yours from head to toe. It doesn't matter if you wait a little longer."
Lin You laughed in his heart, thinking that he was really sincere when using pheromones to control her. But he nodded, looking impatient: "I'm going to continue in the master bedroom."
This is Lin You's residence. The reason why the eldest prince installed cameras here is, first, this is a guest room and the security is not tight during the banquet; second, he led Lin You here to get wine, and Lin You "impatiently" chose the nearest room, so it was installed.
But if it is placed in the master bedroom, it is out of reach of the eldest prince.
As they were talking, the waiter had already carried Lan En out. Major General Iris' body was limp, and he had to rely on the waiter to barely stand. He frowned tightly, and cold sweat rolled down his face. His upper lip was pale, but his lower lip was swollen and congested from biting him. Even his silver-white hair had lost its luster. When he passed the eldest prince and Lin You, he tilted his head slightly, his deep blue eyes were moist, and upon closer inspection, it seemed as if they were filled with tremendous hatred.
The eldest prince smiled and watched him go away.
Lin You also looked at Lan En, but felt a little worried.
He used pheromones to make Lane look like he had taken an addictive drug, and in order to make the effect realistic, he even used a sufficient dose.
…But now, the effect is too realistic.
Is he that useful?
Lann was extremely sensitive to his pheromones, and Lin You couldn't help but wonder if he was overdoing it?
At this time, the eldest prince gently pushed him and winked at him in an ambiguous way: "Go, Xiaoyou, I won't disturb you from having sex."
Lin You smiled and said, "Then I'll go first."
He walked quickly towards the master bedroom.
But with his back turned to the eldest prince, Lin You's expression instantly calmed down.
He tapped the system: "66?"
66 understood: "There is a bug. It is at the third stitch on the right collar. I pressed it in when I was fixing your collar just now."
Lin You nodded.
He glanced at the collar and indeed found a black spot the size of a needle tip, but he pretended not to know and walked quickly to the door of the master bedroom.
There was a two-meter-long bed in the prince's master bedroom with curtains hanging on all four sides. There was a protruding human figure on the bed. He was curled up with a quilt, breathing hard, and his silver hair fell to the ground, just like the finest silk.
Lin You glanced at the attendant and raised his chin slightly: "Is he still obedient?"
The attendant lowered his eyes: "The major general is already in bed and is not resisting."
Lin You nodded, walked quickly to the bedside, and peeled Lan En out of the quilt. Seeing Lan En opening his mouth slightly as if to speak, Lin You released pheromones all at once. The citrus-scented pheromones covered the sky. Lan En groaned and instantly collapsed on the bed.
Lin You secretly apologized, thinking: "I'm sorry, Major General, I dare not let you speak now."
If Lan En asked something he shouldn't have asked and the eldest prince heard it, it would be difficult to explain.
On the bed, Lann closed his eyes tightly.
...Too much, too much.
Lan En raised his eyes with a dazed look, as if he had drunk fake wine, but in fact, the moment Lin You came in, his eyes fell on the small bug on the other's collar.
A model commonly used by the military, model StarM79, with a maximum transmission distance of seven kilometers and a battery life of fifty minutes.
Unfortunately, before he could analyze it carefully, his mind had already become a mess.
In the small bedroom, the concentration of pheromones had reached an outrageous level. Lan En couldn't help shaking without even pretending. He raised his arms and circled Lin You's neck, saying in a painful voice: "Your Highness..."
——Don’t let go, I’m going to die.
Lin Youke could not receive this message. He lifted Lan's chin and gave him a long kiss. Then he looked at the major general cautiously for a moment, making sure that nothing but gasps came out of those beautiful lips. Then he leaned over and began to recite the lines.
Lin You rubbed his earlobe, like a bad boy who got his favorite toy: "How is it, is it uncomfortable?"
“…”
Lan wanted him to stop very much, but his eyes were filled with water and his expression was completely invisible.
Lin You sighed, "You are so beautiful, I can't bear to part with you, Lan En, please be good, okay? If you are good, I will give you what you want."
Lan wanted to speak very much, but unfortunately his lips opened and he couldn't utter a single word.
Lin You looked at the messy Major General and secretly said that it was a sin. He recited the lines conscientiously, and the black eyes representing the royal family looked at Lan En without blinking, appearing willful and arrogant: "Major General, I think you should know what to do now, right?"
"...know...know." Lan En said intermittently, with a faint light in his eyes, "Please——"
Lin You was stunned.
With the pride of Lann in the novel, he should not have surrendered so easily. In fact, the major general in the Chinese version did persist for a long time. Under the control of the addictive drug, he bit his wrist hard, making it bleed. In the end, it was the third prince who became impatient first and forced him to do something, which ended the stalemate.
But Lann's reaction did make it convenient for Lin You, because one of the symptoms of being addicted to pheromones is that one will become addicted to the pheromones and go crazy. Once the satisfaction is not obtained, one will be in great pain and will keep begging.
By now, all the lines in the novel that should be eavesdropped on had been said. Lin You took off his shirt and threw it on the ground, saying reservedly, "As you wish."
Then he stepped on the bug.
——It’s about to start, and in such an anxious situation, it’s reasonable that you accidentally stepped on the clothes on the floor before going to bed, right?
66's voice sounded at the right time: "The main line is damaged, and the bug is ineffective."
The system's small screen scanned the two people on the bed and said in a restrained voice: "Host, I wish you a happy day."
It shuts down and goes offline.
Lin You leaned down, and Lan En was like a real pheromone addict, he couldn't wait to touch Lin You's skin, lingering tightly, he was like a thirsty traveler in the desert, begging desperately in collapse: "Your Highness..."
He asked for a kiss.
Then there were lots of kisses.
It falls on the hairline, cheeks, corners of the eyes, tip of the nose, collarbone, and many, many other places, densely packed, light and itchy.
…
When it was all over, Lan couldn't even lift his hands.
It was different from the last time. Last time, Lan was really in an extreme desire for pheromones. He was in a daze and not clear-headed. But this time, the symptoms were induced by excessive pheromones, and he was also out of the susceptible period of initial marking. So he felt it literally throughout the whole process.
It was not at all similar to the painful experience passed down by the female insects. There was no harm and no violence. No matter what state of mind the Third Prince was in, whether it was the love for a favorite toy or other emotions, Lann could be sure that he was being cherished at this moment.
...But why?
He used despicable means to plot against the Third Prince, and used the wealth of the Colette family as bait, and was ready to drink the addictive drug in exchange for a year's respite to complete his unfinished business, and then die. To this day, everything is running on the established track, except for the Third Prince.
Except for the Third Prince.
*
When the banquet was about to end, the butler knocked on Lin You's door.
Lin You changed his clothes and came out as the host to give the closing speech. The system restarted and the lines were thoughtfully typed on the screen, and Lin You read them word by word.
When everything was said, the guests applauded. The gifts for the Third Prince were registered and bound into a thick book.
Originally, when the prince came of age, the Insect Emperor should have been present to give a speech, but now the Insect Emperor was too ill to even stand up, so he only gave the prince rewards without showing up.
Nearing midnight, all the guests left one after another. Lin You looked at the original text and found that the original owner did not like Lan En very much. After venting his anger, he did not ask anyone to stay overnight. So he called his servants and asked them to take the major general back to his residence.
The main reason is that he hasn't figured out how to explain it yet.
The whole operation at the banquet was done to complete the task, and it was necessary, but to Lann, his behavior must have been extremely strange and unreasonable, just like a mental illness.
Lin You didn't know how to explain, so he simply didn't explain. Anyway, the male insect was always doing what he wanted, and it had been a while since he'd had a brain problem. After seeing off all the guests, he let out a long sigh of relief. He'd been socializing too much today, and his energy was almost drained.
After lying in bed for two hours, the system couldn't stand it anymore and considerately opened the game cabin: "Host, would you like to play a game?"
Lin You turned over: "Come."
He skillfully selected the character and entered the matching interface. He found that this time the matching hall was unusually lively. Countless messages floated from the lower right corner. Lin You looked closely and found that Lan En was online again.
Major General Iris doesn't come online often, but every time he does, he becomes the center of discussion.
"Damn it, what has provoked Major General Lan again? This time he killed even more cruelly than last time."
"I was headshot as soon as I matched, and I didn't even get to see the character of the major general."
"It's okay to be cruel, but don't you think the major general's behavior today is very strange? It scares me."
"Yes, yes, it's so weird."
Lin You was slightly curious. He poked the speaker's profile picture and asked privately: "Why is it so weird?"
Lin You’s ID was also well-known in the military, and the other side quickly sent a long string of messages.
"God of You, you're here late and you don't know that Major General Lan has always been the killing god of the military. He doesn't often play matches, but when he does, he kills from morning till night. He doesn't rest at all after a match and plays the next one right away. He is nicknamed the Wheel God of War. Sometimes he plays 20 to 30 matches in an afternoon, and it is common for him to kill 200 to 300 people."
"So what's so weird this time? It's because he's resting. Every time Major General Lann goes out for a match, he doesn't continue. He just stands there for 20 minutes before going on to the next match."
Lin You: "Stand there for twenty minutes?"
Isn't that just daydreaming?
"Yes, I also heard from a teammate who was matched with the Major General that in the middle of the fight, the Major General suddenly stood still. He thought the Major General had gone offline, and was so happy that he was about to touch him, but he was shot in the head by a long-range gun."
Lin You: “?”
Do you also get dazed when matching?
Lin You: "When will he come out?"
The man pointed to him and said, "The Major General has been in the match for a while, probably only two or three minutes. You can wait for a while. He usually respawns on the stone over there."
Lin You: “Thank you.”
He waited for a few minutes, and the matching ended. He saw a figure flash, and Lann was indeed refreshed on the stone.
The silver-haired beauty stood there, staring into the distance with a blank expression, motionless, like a slender and beautiful piece of wood.
He was indeed in a daze.
——God have mercy on me, could it be that the stimulation at the banquet today was too great and he hasn’t recovered yet?
Lin You felt very curious and a little guilty. He had been releasing pheromones like crazy today, and the major general was almost pickled into a citrus flavor.
Lin You walked up to him and turned around, but Lan En didn't move at all, so he stretched out his finger and poked the major general's shoulder.
Held.
Lan En's model frowned slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Lin You's model, with a cold expression and a cold tone: "What are you doing?"
"Uh." Lin You probed, "I want to invite you to play a match?"
Lan En's gaze stopped on his ID. "A Grapefruit Man" was now becoming famous, and even Lan En had heard of it.
Lann said coldly: "You are improving very quickly. I noticed it the first time I matched with you."
Lin You: "Do you remember me?"
It was a new account that he had just registered at that time.
"Yes." Lann examined him. "Your first gun was completely messed up. Even your gun-holding posture was wrong. I thought at the time that if I were your general, I would never let you go to the battlefield, because that would be a waste of your life. At that time, I wanted to suggest that you retire directly and not waste your life on meaningless things."
Lin You: “…”
He said with difficulty: "Really?"
Lan had never been so venomous in front of him.
Lan nodded calmly: "But starting from the second game, you made amazing progress. You became familiar with gun operation in two games and had the awareness of dodging and moving. I remember that in the last game, you broke my cufflinks."
He praised: "Very good."
Lin You: “…Thank you.”
Lan En waved his hand, and a dense array of battle videos appeared in front of him. They were all the highlights of Yuzu Jun's recent moments. Lan En said, "I have studied your videos and think you don't need to practice matching. You are already in the top 1% of the military. Many generals cannot fight you."
“…”
Lin You has been treating the training system as a game, and he has forgotten that it is used to train soldiers.
Lan said: "If you still want to improve, I suggest you spend time practicing the aircraft operating system, which is just as important as matching."
Lin You had never flown a flying machine before, so he asked, "I don't know how to fly, can you teach me?"
Lann nodded: "Of course, I am happy to guide the studious juniors."
They both switched systems at the same time and entered the aircraft operating interface.
Lin You had played shooting games before, but he knew nothing about aircraft. The dashboard of the Zerg's military aircraft was extremely complicated, with a dizzying array of buttons. Lann held his hand, led him to pull down the joystick, light up the dashboard, and then introduced the functions of the aircraft one by one.
"If you encounter a magnetic storm, you need to press these buttons to stabilize the aircraft and wait for the magnetic storm to pass; if you accidentally enter the star ring..."
He had a cold expression and a flat tone, but he introduced it in great detail, like a teacher who patiently guides people. Lin You had an excellent memory, and he remembered the general idea after just one explanation.
After finishing his explanation, Lann let go of the joystick and motioned for him: "You try it."
The system simulated a complex cosmic environment. Everywhere he looked, there were high-speed meteorite belts. High-energy cosmic rays and violent magnetic fields were lurking in every corner. Once approached, the instrument would issue a shrill alarm.
Lin You took a deep breath and tried to fly.
Two minutes later, he crashed.
Lan En sat beside him, his posture as straight as a pine or cypress. He was like a meticulous instructor, his hands naturally clasped under his leather gloves, the lines of his calves hidden in his military boots, and he looked upright and serious, which made Lin You a little nervous.
——Will I be scolded?
But Lann sighed slightly: "You are too tight, don't worry, it's always like this the first time, I only lasted two minutes the first time."
Lin You: "Did your teacher teach you this way at that time?"
Lane: “Of course.”
He stared at the dark simulated sky in the distance, where electronic planets hung high, gathering into a cloud-like planetary belt. Lann showed a slightly nostalgic look, "When I first joined the military, my teacher was also a major general. He had excellent flying skills and once broke into a planetary ring and escaped unscathed from a high-speed stream of rocks and minerals."
Lin You asked curiously: "Is he still in the Third Army?"
If he remembered correctly, the highest-ranking general in the Third Army was now a major general. If that senior was already a major general when Lann joined the army, he should have a higher position now.
“…”
"Yes." After a brief silence, Lann smiled, "He is still here, and he has always been here."
They spent the next hour learning about the aircraft together, and Lin You figured out some tricks. He was able to roughly avoid large meteorites and perform beautiful drifts with the aircraft.
Lann was like a gentle teacher. He did not hide his praise for his junior: "Great operation. I look forward to seeing you on the battlefield one day."
Lin You touched his nose guiltily.
He said goodbye to Lann and logged off, saying it was too late. During the session, they exchanged account IDs and agreed to continue practicing in the future.
After a busy day, Lin You was exhausted and ready to go to bed.
Before going to bed, he subconsciously swiped his head.
Every night Lann would say good night to him, with the fixed format of "Good night, Your Excellency the Third Prince", just like punching in at a fixed time, as if he was an NPC in the game who needed to be favored.
Lin You never replied, because the Third Prince’s character is to never reply, but as a rookie who is in love for the first time, he actually has some invisible dependence on Lan En. Although he doesn’t reply, he will read the messages before going to bed.
But this time, there was nothing.
Lin You swiped his fingers in disbelief, and there was really nothing.
Lann hadn't even said goodnight to him yet, even though she wasn't engaged to him yet.
The male insects always do what they want. No matter how willful Lin You is, he will never be OOC. He will do whatever he wants. So he angrily opened the communication and asked, "Major General, where is my good night?"
The dialog box lit up instantly, as if the person on the other end had been waiting in front of the screen for a long time. Lann showed that he was typing, and after typing for almost half a minute, he sent a message.
He did not use the honorific, but said, "Good night, my highness."
66 Tip: "The Major General changed his profile picture."
The Zerg chat interface avatar is very small and can hardly be seen without clicking it.
Lin You clicked on it and saw Lann in a formal major general's dress uniform, complete with ribbons and epaulettes. He knelt on one knee, clasped his right hand on his chest, and performed a standard knight's salute almost devoutly.
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