◇ Chapter 40: Acting like a spoiled child
Lan was stunned for a moment.
Before coming, he had imagined many situations, such as Admiral Hoyle being dissatisfied with him and deliberately making things difficult for him, or the Third Prince wanting to establish his authority and deliberately making trouble. He was prepared to face everything, but when the door opened, there was only a linen woven cushion, a bubbling copper stove, and a prince in casual clothes, kneeling lazily.
A faint citrus aroma permeated the air, and the Third Prince was using chopsticks to pick up thin slices of meat and put them into the milky soup.
It didn't feel like a royal gathering, but more like ordinary people chatting and telling stories.
The third prince took him to meet his elders, but chose such a place?
Lin You waved his hand: "Come here, what are you standing there for?"
He patted the futon beside him: "Come here."
Lan En lowered his eyes and knelt down beside Lin You. The cushion was wrapped in cotton and felt soft, so it wouldn't be uncomfortable even if he kneeled for a long time.
Lin You pointed at the person across the table and said, "This is my father, Admiral Hoyle. You should know him."
He pointed to Lan again: "Father, this is Lan."
Lin You knelt crookedly, but Lann knelt straight. He bowed to Hoyle and performed a standard noble salute. He sighed and said, "Admiral, it is my honor to be invited to dine with you."
Hoyle looked at him critically and nodded in Lin You's direction: "Major General Lan, it's not me who invited you to dine with me, it's His Highness the Third Prince who invited you."
Lan En maintained his movements, turned to Lin You, and said with a smile: "Of course, it is my honor to be invited by the Third Prince."
Lin You's chopsticks holding the meat stopped in the air: "...Eat vegetables, eat vegetables."
After being in the Zerg for so long, he still couldn't get used to the social etiquette of the nobles here. Compared with the standard smile of Lann now, he still thinks that Lann with a high ponytail, a gun and a cold expression is more beautiful.
Lin You took the last piece of meat out of the pot and was about to put the vegetables in, but he felt his hand lighten and the plate had been taken away by Lan En.
The major general knelt straight and said gently, "Please let me do it."
Lin You had no choice but to say, "Okay."
Lan En took over all the work of serving and laying out the dishes. His movements were graceful and meticulous, like a butler or a deacon. As soon as Lin You finished a piece of meat, another piece would appear in his bowl. At the end of the meal, he became the fastest eater among the three.
When the tea was finished and Lan En was refilling it, Lin You had to push him away and threw a meatball into his bowl: "Eat it yourself, I can't eat any more."
Lann subconsciously raised his eyes and saw Admiral Hoyle sitting opposite him, looking straight ahead, seemingly not paying attention to this side.
He then thanked Lin You gracefully: "Thank you for your kindness."
When the meatball was bitten in the mouth, the juice burst out and the taste was unexpectedly good, but Lan En's eyebrows jumped and then he pursed his lips tightly.
...pheromones.
Female insects that have been marked for the first time, especially those that have been neglected for half a month after the first marking, are too sensitive to pheromones. When the scent of citrus diffused in the air and drifted over, even enveloping him in a small space, Lan could hardly maintain his posture.
Admiral Hoyle looked at him obscurely, and suddenly said, "Lane, I remember that your grades in the military academy were all A, including the most difficult curvature optics and quantum, but you did not take elective courses in cooking and art, right?"
“…”
After all, he had just boasted yesterday that he was a good match for the family.
Lan En could feel Lin You turning his head and looking over here with interest. He sat up straight without a word, showing a decent smile, and explained inconspicuously: "It's like this, at first these two items were not in line with my career plan, but after persistent study in the later period, I have made great progress in these two aspects."
Admiral Hoyle nodded and asked, "What dish are you best at now?"
“…”
Lin You almost laughed out loud.
Lan En bit his lip slightly, feeling a rare embarrassment. His lips were originally pale, but because of the excessive force of his teeth, they were forced to turn a little red. Then he smiled and said, "That's the admiral. I..."
When it comes to cooking, you can do it if you know how to, and you can't do it if you don't. Even someone as eloquent as Lan En can't make up a story. He really wanted to know how to apologize, but Lin You suddenly pulled at Admiral Hoyle's sleeve.
"Okay, okay." He interrupted: "I don't need Lan En to cook. I have a butler. No matter how delicious the food is, can it be better than the chef in the palace?"
A beautiful military woman like Lann with a slim waist and long legs can just wear a uniform and combat boots and go to the battlefield. Lin You doesn't want to trap her in the kitchen, as it would be too irritating to the eyes.
Lin You called the waiter over and forced a change of subject: "Hello, do you have any dessert? Give me a small cake."
Hoyle looked at the two of them, smiled slightly, and looked away.
Lan En paused for a moment, lowered his eyes and ate his food.
——The Third Prince is protecting him?
It sounds unbelievable and a bit absurd. Ever since he publicly expressed his love for Lin You, the forum has been in turmoil over his relationship with the Third Prince of the Empire. Many people have accused him of marrying up and marrying a rich man. Many people even swore that Lin You was just after the Colette family's wealth. Once the marriage is settled, Lan En's second half of life will be absolutely miserable.
Lane said nothing about this, for he had the same assumption.
The one-night stand was his plan, and the inducement of money was also his plan. He and Lin You had no emotional basis whatsoever, they just wanted what they wanted. Lin You wanted money, and he wanted time. When he had completed his work, he would die.
But in front of Admiral Hoyle, the Third Prince did have an intimate and protective attitude.
Lan En was confused and felt a little annoyed. He put the meat and vegetables into his mouth, but he couldn't taste anything.
——There is a gaze around me, and my presence is very strong.
Lin You kept looking at him.
The system reminds at the right time: "Host, where is your physical contact?"
There is a playful scene in the original text, right in front of Admiral Hoyle.
"Oh." Lin You slowly stretched out his hand and pointed two fingers at the silver hair lying on the ground.
system:"???"
Lin You said confidently: "Body contact, but it didn't say where it was touched. Isn't hair part of the body?"
system:"……"
It turned off the screen and didn't want to talk.
Lan's hair is very long and is now tied up loosely, with the ends falling on the tatami like a piece of shimmering satin.
Lin You gently lifted the strand of silver hair where Hoyle couldn't see.
He stroked them gently, wrapped them around his fingertips, and then gently crushed them with his fingertips to spread them out, like a musician plucking the strings of a guitar or a connoisseur playing with antiques.
Silver hair is the symbol of the Colette family, and Lann is also proud of this unique hair color. Every time he goes out, he will take care of his long hair meticulously and tie it loosely with a headband of the same color. However, the interactions between nobles are limited to a certain extent. Countless people have praised his hair, but no one would twist and play with it like Lin You did.
Hair has no nerves, but being pinched and teased in the hand like this made Lan En feel uncomfortable all over. The citrus-scented pheromones became stronger and stronger, and seemed to be transmitted along the hair. He felt dizzy for a moment, and he gently bit the tip of his tongue to maintain his sanity with the pain.
...I really want to get closer.
...I really want to hug you.
Admiral Hoyle was still chatting idly about a wide range of topics, including military life, family, culture, geography and politics. It seemed that he was assessing Lann's qualifications from all aspects. Lann was always smiling and behaved calmly and appropriately. Only he himself knew how great the influence of pheromones was. The substitutes injected in excessive amounts were barely able to withstand a single blow to the truly high-level male insects, and could not even suppress them temporarily. His arm muscles were cramping and swollen, and he bit the tip of his tongue several times in succession, but was unable to fully wake up.
While Lin You was touching here and there, the system had to remind him: "Host, the strength is not enough."
At this rate, we won’t be able to reach 60%.
Lin You: "How much more is left?"
System: "Not much, it should be enough if you touch your skin."
The system task is related to life and death. Lin You dared to make some small moves secretly, but did not dare to disobey it directly. He glanced at Lan En quietly, looking for a place to start.
The Major General was wearing a formal uniform that covered him well from head to toe, so it was a little difficult to touch his skin.
Lan's back straightened even more.
As a female soldier, he was very sensitive to gazes. He noticed Lin You's critical gaze as soon as it fell on him. Lan En smiled bitterly and thought to himself, "If I were to use some more pheromones now, I would probably lose my composure on the spot."
It was difficult for him to determine whether the pheromone seduction was unintentional or deliberate coercion, and he was not clear about the specific intentions of the Third Prince.
But Lin You's fingers moved slightly and touched the skin on his wrist.
A dragonfly touches the water and dies immediately.
This was a very gentlemanly gesture, and not out of place among friends, but for the female insect on the verge of collapse, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
...It feels so uncomfortable.
He tried his best to maintain his composure, but his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably. Lin Youzheng touched his hand and felt it instantly: "Lan En? What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay." Lann smiled. His self-esteem did not allow him to embarrass himself in front of his superiors. The strong self-control of the military female suppressed all the discomfort. He remained calm and said, "The room temperature is a little high."
Lan En said he was fine, but the trembling in his hands could not be faked. Lin You was suspicious for a moment, and then thought of Lan En's character in the novel. He muttered: "I won't believe your nonsense that you are fine", and then directly tapped the system: "What's wrong with Lan En, is there this part in the novel?"
"Yes, the original major general also lost his composure, but what you did was far less serious than the original owner's. It shouldn't be like this. Let me check."
A huge amount of data flowed through the system. After a moment, 66 said, "Found the match result... Pheromones are super sensitive. Oh my God, host, your match with the major general is even higher than the original owner. It's unbelievable. He is very sensitive to your pheromones."
Lin You suddenly put down his chopsticks.
He was not a local resident and did not know how terrible pheromone hypersensitivity was, but he knew that Lann in the novel had suffered a fate worse than death because of it. The original owner was already like this, so what if his match was even higher?
Admiral Hoyle looked up in surprise, and heard Lin You quickly say, "Let's stop here today. I'm so tired and want to go back and rest."
The male insect always does what he wants, arrogant and willful. Hoyle was not surprised at all, and just nodded slightly: "Okay."
He turned to Lann and said, "Then please ask the Major General to take Youyou home."
Lan's back was soaked, but his face remained calm. He nodded politely: "Of course, Admiral."
The two of them stood up and left the table, going to the mall parking lot. Lann sat in the driver's seat, sincerely thankful that he had chosen a flying machine with an autopilot system. He buried his face in the shadows and operated the instrument with trembling hands. He failed to hit the destination several times, and beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. Lann maintained his courtesy and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, my highness, it may take some time, I..."
A pair of hands touched his cheek.
Lin You held his face and brought him out of the shadows, allowing him to see the major general's current appearance clearly.
The silver hair on his forehead was already wet, with strands stuck to each other. His azure eyes were empty, his face was pale, his lips were also pale, and the moment their skin touched, he gasped quickly, his voice hoarse.
...can't hide it anymore.
There was a flash of disgust in Lan's eyes. He hated this innate physiological characteristic so much, but at the moment he had no other choice but to let the male insect twist his face over, exposing all his embarrassment under the dazzling white light of the cabin.
Lin You took a breath and said, "Is it very uncomfortable?"
“…”
Of course it was uncomfortable, but Lann couldn't say that. Not only would it fail to arouse the sympathy of the male insects, it might also lead to even more excessive molestation.
Lann smiled self-deprecatingly, and vaguely remembered the standard procedures taught in school. During the long period of torture, the ancestors had already summed up a set of rules on how to make those difficult days more comfortable.
Even in this kind of course, he is the best learner.
So, he took the male insect's hand, placed it on his lips, and kissed it gently and gentlemanly. After making sure that there was no disgust in Lin You's eyes, he murmured: "My Third Prince..."
His eyes were affectionate and devoted, and his tone was tender and gentle, as if the male insect in front of him, whom he had only met a few times, was the lover he had been pursuing for three lifetimes, the mate he had been searching for, and he was obsessed with him, overwhelmed by him, and willing to give everything for him.
Lann knelt on one knee in the small cabin and performed a knight's salute. He looked at Lin You almost devoutly, and then opened his lips, "Your Highness, yes, I feel a little sad, because we haven't seen each other for a long time. I don't know if you miss me as much as I miss you, but every night, I look forward to seeing you again..."
"…Lane?"
"I hope I am not being presumptuous." Lann held his hand. He could hardly maintain his kneeling position. The muscles in his legs began to soften and spasm, but his eyes remained steady. "...But, Your Highness, I have a small wish. I wonder if you can fulfill it?"
Lin You: “You say.”
Lan rubbed his palm and raised a dazed smile: "I want to ask you for a pleasure, can I?"
“…”
The system has displayed the super-sensitive treatment plan on the screen. The simplest method is kissing, sleeping, and other sexual intercourse, but Lann obviously has no emotional foundation with him, and he is afraid that Lann is unwilling. The second option is to go to the hospital for an injection of inhibitor. In fact, while they were talking, 66 had taken over the aircraft's operating system. They were speeding up to the nearest hospital.
Lin You glanced at the navigation. There was congestion near the business district during the evening rush hour. The sky was filled with aircraft. Some roads on the navigation were red. It was estimated that it would take at least 20 minutes to get there.
Twenty minutes, he doubted whether Lann could make it in his current condition.
Seeing that the male insect didn't speak, Lan's blue eyes dimmed slightly.
He knelt on the ground exhausted, his silver hair losing its luster. In the midst of his physical distress, his mind was indifferently thinking: "Is it useless? Even if I beg like this, is it useless?"
For an average male insect, seeing a major general express his submission like this and willingly give up everything would have already moved him.
But Lin You sat there steadily. There were only two possibilities. Either he saw through Lan En's clumsy tricks and deliberately lured him to torture him, or he simply hated Lan En and had no interest in Major General Iris's body.
Either way, it's bad news for Lane.
He closed his eyes slightly, forced a smile, and tried to save the situation: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was rude. I was just deeply moved and couldn't help myself. Please forgive my intrusion... um!"
Lin You pressed his lips against his, forcing him to shut up: "Next time when you feel uncomfortable, don't say such polite words."
He leaned over and moved closer.
Kisses, little kisses.
A hot and wet kiss hit the corner of his lips. Lin You gently licked the major general's lower lip and tasted a little blood - it was just bitten by Lan himself.
Lin You thought to himself: Who cares whether Lan En is willing or not? According to the original text, their marriage is settled. Regardless of whether there is any emotional foundation, Lan En has to marry me obediently.
Pheromones flooded into his mouth, and the scent of citrus filled the aircraft, like the warm sunshine in the early summer afternoon. Lann seemed to be soaking in hot water, his body comfortable and relaxed, his limbs lazy and unwilling to move.
But he soon discovered that Lin You was simply too green. The Third Prince of the Empire had almost no kissing skills and just licked and sucked instinctively. Lan En paused slightly, then opened his teeth and led Lin You to kiss him passionately. He suppressed the urge to plunder pheromones, but his movements were inevitably anxious. He lost his due restraint and soon, he actually had the upper hand.
“…”
Lin You bit him angrily.
Not serious, no bleeding.
The dull pain at the tip of his tongue woke Lan up, but he was still not satisfied. Half a month of restraint and excessive injections made him extremely sensitive to pheromones. This long kiss was like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
——How can I ask for more?
The system has quietly changed the route, replacing the destination hospital with the prince's residence.
Lin You was kissed so hard that he felt dizzy and a little short of oxygen. For a 1 to be kissed like this by a 0 was really humiliating. In his previous life, he would have been laughed at by his friends and fans for a year.
Lin You was a little annoyed, touched his lips angrily, and asked: "Have you had enough?"
The tone was not kind, but rather fierce.
If it was before, Lan En would have apologized straightforwardly, but he always knew how to seize the opportunity to press the issue further. He set his sights on Lin You. The Third Prince had the most outstanding appearance among the princes, a reserved and noble good-looking one. Now, his face was slightly tinged with anger, but he was not very attractive.
——Seems more embarrassed and annoyed, not very angry.
Lan En suddenly wanted to test it out and find out whether Lin You’s previous indulgence towards him was just an illusion.
He then raised his face, still looking pious, then took Lin You's hand and kissed the back of his hand again.
Lin You was alert: "...What on earth are you going to do?"
Lan En pressed his face against Lin You's palm and rubbed it affectionately, his long silver hair brushing against his fingertips like a large animal acting coquettishly.
He asked softly, "Your Highness, what if I say that it is not enough?"
The author has something to say:
Lin You: "If it's not enough, get out of here!"
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