◇ Chapter 41 Scars
The female insects of the Colette family are good at using their beauty. Lan En gently rubbed Lin You's palm, his blue eyes were like the sky or the ocean. If there were other female insects here, they would find that his kneeling posture on one knee was also extremely standard, with his beautiful jaw line just right, and looking down along the pure white uniform, the curve of his waist and abdomen was also clearly visible.
Lan En whispered softly, and tried to speak, still in a chanting tone: "Third Prince, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, maybe we should... uh!"
He was about to say some more beautiful words of love, but someone pinched his cheek.
Lin You pulled the soft flesh on his cheeks, squeezing it like plasticine, and squeezing the handsome face of the major general into a bun. He said angrily, "Don't talk to me in this tone."
“…”
Lann prided himself on understanding male insects, creatures that indulged in sensual pleasures, and loved flattery. His voice and intonation were just right and should not have caused the male insects to be disgusted. In fact, he didn't even know what kind of tone caused disgust.
Lin You sighed lightly.
He looked at Lann, the major general still half-kneeling on the ground, his brows trying to relax, but still unnaturally furrowed, as if enduring pain, his silver hair reflecting a silky luster under the soaking of sweat.
He pushed open the hatch: "Follow me down."
The aircraft had already landed on the tarmac of the prince's residence. The butler had noticed the movement here early on and was waiting with waiters. They took off Lin You's coat and handed him water and a towel.
Lan heaved a sigh of relief.
The bet was won.
The Third Prince did have a good impression of him and at least could tolerate these small requests.
Lann calmly assessed the current situation and thought, "Life after marriage shouldn't be too difficult."
He put on a smile and was about to catch up with Lin You, but his calves felt sore and weak, and without checking, he actually knelt down forward.
Lin You turned his head and supported him vaguely: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay." Lan En stood up with a smile: "Sorry, I was a little rude, please forgive me, Your Highness..."
Lan's habit is more of a form of self-protection than aristocratic etiquette. It seems that only by maintaining this manner can he gain a superficial sense of security.
Habits cannot be changed in a short period of time. Lin You was too lazy to say more to him, so he grabbed Lan En's wrist and pushed him straight into the bedroom.
He pushed Lan onto the bed with his back facing up and looked her up and down, as if thinking about where to start.
——Pheromones are needed, but how much pheromones are needed and how to provide them?
Lan En cooperated and lay on the bed. He took down all his defenses and exposed his soft waist and abdomen. He looked at Lin You with affection and called his name: "Third Prince, I miss you so much..."
The last few words were omitted ambiguously, and were swallowed between the lips and tongue, tempting like a hook.
Lin You pursed his lips and thought to himself, "It's a lie."
Lane didn't want to at all.
The love of the Zerg is not always pleasant, and it can even be very unhappy. The arrogant male Zergs have many ways to torture people, such as whips, restraint rings or something else. The female Zergs endure all the bitter consequences in order to obtain pheromones. These methods of tormenting people may not be a big deal to Lann, but the problem is that he is very uncomfortable now.
It was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even maintain the kneeling position on one knee, and it was so uncomfortable that the aircraft would stumble when he got off. He was definitely not willing to endure a rough lovemaking at this time.
He just felt that he had to bear it.
Because this is the only way to get enough pheromones.
When Lin You stretched out his hand to push him, his pupils shrank slightly. Although he quickly relaxed his body and let him do whatever he wanted, Lin You still saw it.
“…”
Perhaps it was because Lin You's expression was cold enough, and he was even pursing his lips, Lan En half-straightened up, he hastily examined himself, and smiled falsely: "Sorry, I'm a little embarrassed, I may need to tidy up for a while, please wait a moment, Your Highness."
His hair is now messy, there is a bloody cut at the corner of his mouth, and his complexion must not look very good, which is indeed not decent enough.
Lan said as he tried to get out of bed and head towards the bathroom.
But now he couldn't even stand steadily.
Lin You pursed his lips and made a click of the tongue, then pushed him down on his back. The major general of the Third Army was now as soft as a piece of mud and fell down at the slightest poke.
In Lan's surprised eyes, he then leaned over and pressed on her, inserted his fingers into the silver hair, and rubbed it lightly with his fingertips. Lan began to tremble slightly, and then he was pressed on the bed, exchanging one long kiss after another.
Lin You has been a good student since he was young. He learns things quickly. Not long after he live-streamed "Star Wars", he was already on the national rankings. Even kissing was improving so fast. In addition, as the "1" with a competitive spirit, Lin You would not allow himself to be unable to kiss Lan En.
Lan En had learned some theories on paper and was an expert in theory, but he had no experience in practice. He was okay when dealing with the rookie Lin You, but once Lin You got the upper hand, he would throw away his weapons and be completely defeated, and could only breathe lightly.
Lin You was afraid that the pheromones he gave was not enough, so he gave Lan En one deep kiss after another. Lan En was completely out of strength, so Lin You peeled him out of his uniform like peeling off the wrapping paper of a gift. He only unbuttoned the buttons, but did not take off the uniform completely, leaving it hanging loosely on his body.
Lann trembled slightly at some point, and the male insect's fingertips brushed across the medals and ribbons, and then across the cold white skin. There were light pink scars on it, all left on the battlefield. The wounds had long since healed and scabbed, leaving only faint marks, but when Lann touched them with his fingertips, he felt itchy.
Lin You asked: "Does it hurt?"
With such a long scar, he couldn't imagine how badly he had been injured.
Lann gasped, "It doesn't hurt."
Facing the curious male insect, he bravely introduced his body: "This scar was left by the expulsion battle in Area 23."
Lin You stroked the scar and gently tapped his shoulder blade with his right hand: "I saw it, is it this medal?"
On the left shoulder, there is a metal medallion with the words "23rd District Memorial" inlaid with enamel.
Lan En looked confused: "Yes..."
When he stood on the stage to be awarded the medal, he was wearing this uniform and this medal, and the female soldiers in the audience cheered like a tidal wave. At that time, he was Major General Iris of the Third Army and the proudest eldest son of the Colette family. But now he was lying next to the male insect, limp all over with his clothes torn, and he was still wearing this uniform and this medal.
Lan smiled bitterly, a subtle bitterness filling his chest, but before he could react, he had no time to care.
Lin You leaned over and kissed the scar.
The skin at the scar was incredibly hot, and the uneven scar seemed to have grown nerves out of nowhere, becoming frighteningly sensitive under the influence of pheromones.
Lin You started kissing from the collarbone. He had never done it before, so he was a little clumsy. He just carefully comforted the trembling body. When Lan En finally calmed down, he put his fingertips on the button: "Is it okay?"
Lan En was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Of course, please."
The Third Prince was already much gentler than he had imagined, and the military female was always good at enduring, so she wouldn't feel too uncomfortable next.
……But
...But why, it feels a little comfortable?
Lan En and Lin You's first time was very hasty. Lin You was half asleep and half awake, confused, and Lan En didn't know how to do it, so he had to force it. Neither of them felt very comfortable.
But now?
Pheromone hypersensitivity is a double-edged sword. If it is not satisfied, the body will feel as uncomfortable as if having a high fever. However, if it is obtained enough, the spiritual sea will be straightened out one by one, and the previous hidden injuries will also be relieved a lot. The mind and body will seem to be trapped in the clouds, and every muscle will be soothed and relaxed, light and warm.
Lann didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.
The distress inside my body finally disappeared, and my twitching and painful muscles calmed down. The pheromones were finally enough.
Lin You turned over and yawned.
It was just a normal meal, but it ended up being such a horrible thing. Lin You complained in his heart that the Zerg were such a troublesome race, they made him sleepy.
Hearing the noise, Lan En tilted his head to look at him. The Third Prince was sleeping beside him, his delicate eyebrows half closed, looking gentle and harmless. He yawned softly and seemed a little sleepy.
Lann: "Your Highness..."
His tone was very light and gentle, but Lin You didn't want to chat. He rolled over into the quilt, lay down on the soft pillow, and said vaguely: "I'm going to sleep."
He raised his hand to turn off the light, and before going to bed, he did not forget to even out a piece of quilt for Lan En.
The quilt was slightly stained with body temperature, and the air was filled with citrus-scented pheromones.
In the darkness, Lan En looked beside him and saw Lin You breathing lightly, his face calm, his soft black hair sliding down his face, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Lan En looked at him steadily, stretched out his hand, touched his cheek lightly, then withdrew his hand as if burned, and paused for a long time with his eyes lowered.
A dreamless night.
*
The next morning, Lin You was awakened by a communication request from the optical computer.
He groped towards the bedside in a daze, and a hand took the laptop and put it on his hand.
"Your Highness, it's your father calling."
Lin You opened his eyes and saw the solemn face of Admiral Hoyle, while Lann took clothes from the side and wanted to help Lin You put them on, like a responsible butler.
Lin You was not so lazy that he didn't know how to do anything. He indicated that it was not necessary and went to the balcony next to him to make a phone call: "Female father?"
Admiral Hoyle sighed, "You haven't woken up yet at this hour, Youyou. Your schedule is getting weirder and weirder. It's not good for your health."
Lin You laughed awkwardly.
As a host, his job means that he cannot have a good work and rest schedule.
They exchanged a few pleasantries. Admiral Hoyle's eyes swept across the bed and paused for a moment. Before he could speak, Lin You moved sideways to block him halfway. The admiral wanted to say something but stopped himself in the end. He only said, "Come over later. We need to discuss the details of your coming-of-age ceremony."
The third prince has just come of age, and his coming-of-age ceremony will be held in three months. At that time, the Insect Emperor will personally allocate territory for him and confer him a title.
Lin You hung up the phone and returned to the bedroom. Lan En had already gotten up. He walked out of the room, his major general uniform and sash neatly tied, and was holding a tray and serving him food.
——He seemed determined to steal business from the housekeeper.
Lin You was not used to being served breakfast. The silver-haired major general stood tall in front of him and said with a smile, "Good morning, Third Prince. Did you sleep well last night?"
Lin You yawned and said, "Good morning, Major General Lan En. I slept well thanks to you."
Lan said: "It's my honor."
The embarrassed Major General Iris from last night seemed to have disappeared. He became cool and handsome again. He served Lin You food elegantly and even took into account his eating speed.
When Lin You finished eating and was about to go to Admiral Hoyle's residence, Lane stepped forward and put on his windbreaker and tied his scarf. He got very close to Lin You, almost touching his skin. The major general carefully observed Lin You's reaction, and seeing that he was not rejecting it, the smile on his face became more intense.
Lann suddenly leaned over and said, "Can I ask for a good morning kiss from Your Highness?"
Lin You thought about it, they had kissed like that yesterday, so it didn’t matter if he kissed her for a moment longer. So he stood on tiptoe and gave Lan En a light kiss on the cheek.
"Here, your good morning kiss."
The kiss carried pheromones, making her cheeks slightly warm. Lann paused in tying her scarf, then asked casually, "Can I ask another question?"
Lin You thought to himself that Lan En was cold as a knife and didn't like to talk in the plot, so why did he make one request after another now? He hummed and said, "You go ahead."
Lann leaned over to straighten his collar, and said in a whisper: "Will Your Highness marry me?"
Normally, Lan would never ask a similar question. Perhaps it was because of the careful and gentle conversation yesterday, or the protection in front of Admiral Hoyle, that Lan asked the question unconsciously.
——After all, he first approached the Third Prince for marriage and pardon.
Lin You paused.
In the novel, she was married, but not now. There was still a long story line between them, and at this point in time, Lin You couldn't easily say it out loud.
The Third Prince's hesitation and pause were extremely obvious, and Lan En noticed it instantly. He smiled bitterly, and then replaced it with a polite smile. He pretended to be ignorant and said, "Your Highness, don't worry. If there is no conclusion, I..."
"Lan En." Lin You interrupted, he raised his clear eyes, his expression was extremely serious, "Of course I will marry you, but not now."
Not now?
Lan's hands in his sleeves clenched unconsciously, but his face remained calm: "When will it be?"
The longer the night, the more dreams you will have. If you delay, something bad will happen. The Third Prince is one of the crown princes, and there is more than one female insect that is eyeing him. Besides, male insects are fickle-minded. If he cannot get a promise after a night of love, it will only be more difficult later.
Lin You thought for a moment and said, "Two months later."
This is the original text of the novel, and it is also the plot that must be restored.
Lan's brows jumped.
——His day of judgment will be in two months.
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