The tender One Who Tames The Monster

Ch 29.2: Zerg

"Your Majesty, you promised that as long as I attend this banquet, I will go to find Luoluo."

Tong Sui said: "Can you order now?"

His words made the Zonghuang and the ministers who were still in the field look at each other in blank dismay.

The old insect emperor did promise Tong Sui, but that was just casually, who would have thought that Tong Sui would cooperate so much because of this.

What is the charm of that cold military female that makes him worth giving up so many more obedient and powerful females?

The old worm emperor could only ease his emotions and said: "Don't worry, I will send the worms right away. It's just that the Star Thieves have always been elusive, and I'm afraid you need to stay in the palace for a few more days."

Tong Sui's consciousness is blurred now, those wines are really bad, smelly and choking, hearing the old worm emperor say that he will look for them, it seems like the only obsession, and finally let go.

He was lazy, unable to open his eyes, like a cat about to fall asleep.

"We must find..."

Seeing this, the old worm emperor beckoned to an attendant in the corner, and ordered: "Help His Royal Highness Tong Sui back."

"yes."

The voice was deep and cold, and when the attendant walked over, his head was lowered, and the line of his jaw was clearly defined.

The same squire uniform was worn on him, but it became more prominent.

His body proportions are good, especially his narrow waist, which gives people a continuous sense of strength.

If he raised his head, all the worms present would be startled by that familiar face.

But the old worm emperor and those ministers were only focused on discussing how to reply to the noble females, completely ignoring this strange phenomenon.

The figure in the uniform of a servant stretched out his hand, lightly clasped Tong Sui's wrist, and pulled him up from his seat.

It's like a fluffy piece of cotton being pressed in the palm of your hand.

"Ok?"

Tong Sui froze for a moment, opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the hand holding him.

White gloves.

Clothes of servants.

Tong Sui was a little disappointed. At that moment, he felt very familiar, like...

He thought it was falling.

Tong Sui wanted to get off the white glove on that hand a little irritably, but his head was so dizzy.

I fumbled with hand before gripping it, couldn't even count fingers, and it took me a long time to vaguely touch the edge of the glove.

He wanted to take it off and verify it.

"Your Highness."

The voice was deliberately kept extremely low, and the magnetism in the voice penetrated into his chaotic mind, making his scalp numb slightly.

It's nice to hear, but the voice seems to be different, Luoluo's should be colder, not...

Rather than suppressing some kind of strong emotion that cannot be thought deeply, tearing a small hole can swallow people up.

The voice sounded again, "What are you going to do?"

Tong Sui didn't know what he was going to do, he buttoned his gloves.

But how do you think this is possible?

He has already seen Bai Xing fall to the Star Thief Group through the function of the system, and it is impossible to appear in front of him in an open and honest manner.

But he didn't know how to find the starship.

Tong Sui murmured softly: "Luoluo... where are you?"

The tall figure in the uniform of an attendant paused, as if he was trying his best to hold back something, the emotions in those eyes were so rich and complex that they were about to condense into substance.

At this time, a minister looked over and felt that their posture was inexplicably ambiguous.

He coughed dissatisfiedly, "Don't make up your minds, Your Highness is not something you can do."

"yes."

The attendant buried his head even lower, so that no one could see his face clearly.

The minister thought he was afraid, so he waved his hand impatiently, "Your Highness is tired, please help him into the room quickly."

"yes."

Following this deep reply, Tong Sui had an extra hand on Tong Sui's arm, holding him in a posture between intimacy and alienation.

Tong Sui was dizzy, and there was no strength in his legs. He was taken by the strength and fell over.

The cloth on the chest was a bit rough, and there was a trace of heat when it rubbed against his face.

Tong Sui snorted dissatisfied.

He lifted his red eyes from drunkenness, the eyelashes were wet, and the eyes were a little foggy, as if silently complaining that his service was not in place.

But he didn't know that this look in his eyes would only make the Adam's apple around him roll, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to hug?"

Tong Sui struggled to distinguish what he said, the hand that was originally on his arm had slipped to his waist at this moment.

Even through the gloves and his clothes, he could still feel how big his palm was, just like Luoluo's.

It seems that just waiting for him to stop talking, he will hug him up on his own initiative.

The remnants of his childhood consciousness told himself that he was not Luoluo.

He grabbed it indiscriminately, trying to use his strength to get up, when he heard a muffled groan from above his head.

Forbearance and impatience, there is a trace of subtle emotion in the pain.

The material on the chest of the attendant's uniform was more wrinkled than before, and Tong Sui realized that he had put his hands where they shouldn't be.

His ears were burning red.

"Ah, I'm sorry, let me go, I'll go by myself."

Tong Sui pushed him away as he spoke, and staggered forward, like a funny snake, wagging its tail and walking in an S-shaped path.

He felt that the whole world was shaking, and the soles of his feet were light, as if he was stepping on a cloud, and he would fly up at any moment.

Just when he was about to fall back, a strong hand held him back, and he said solemnly: "Your Highness, the way back to the room is on this side."

As the words fell, Tong Sui's feet left the ground and fell into a reliable and warm embrace.

The material of the clothes was rough, and it even vibrated with the pace of walking, which made his cheeks a little painful, but the feeling was very familiar, which made him not want to struggle to get away.

The thick and gorgeous door of the room was opened, and the entire spacious bedroom was lit with orange lights.

Tong Sui was gently placed on the red leather sofa.

The cloak on his body is extremely hot.

He stretched out his hand to grab the tie and untied it. Part of it hung on the armrest of the metal chair, and part of it slid down the cushion and was stacked on the luxurious carpet.

Tong Sui raised his head, his black shattered hair curled up casually according to his movements, revealing his fair face.

Because he drank too much wine, his whole body was covered with a faint blood color.

He seemed to be surrounded by a sea of red manjusawa flowers, exuding a fatal attraction.

That figure didn't leave, but stood in a dark corner, looking straight at him like a torch, as if he wanted to swallow him into his blood and soul.

After a long time, he finally moved.

He turned to pour a glass of water, holding the glass in his white gloves.The heavy footsteps stepped on the carpet, and it was almost impossible to make a sound.

Tong Sui frowned subconsciously as he looked at the glass handed to him.

"I don't want to drink anymore, it's so bitter."

His voice had a somewhat resistive and lingering ending, and he was already so drunk that he couldn't tell whether the glass was filled with wine or water.

"It's not wine."

The glass cup was held forward by those hands again, and it was already close to his lips, and the rim of the cup was against his lips.

"Drink your saliva to moisten your throat."

Only then did Tong Sui open his mouth suspiciously, he was fed the water without even lowering his head.

The tasteless water dilutes the remaining liquid, but he is so full that he can't drink after a few sips.

Tong Sui didn't think much about it, and turned to the beginning.

The sudden movement caused the water to flow out, and the excess water stains remained on the clothes and chin, staining a wet area.

The soaked coolness made Tong Sui shiver.

He rubbed his hands and wanted to take off his clothes, getting out of the already wet clothes.

Just when he was about to unbutton a few buttons, he suddenly remembered that there was still someone standing in front of him.

Tong Sui raised his chin and ordered in a non-threatening voice: "Turn around, don't look."

The gaze seemed to be fixed on him, and after many seconds, he turned around perfunctorily.

It was when Tong Suisuo was looking for a way to unbutton the button, but he didn't notice that line of sight at all, and turned back again.

And more complex and obscure.

Like a very hungry beast, it may open its fangs at any time, and fiercely swallow the prey it has coveted for a long time into its stomach.

Tong Sui's trembling fingers couldn't undo a button for a long time.

He was trying his best to fight against the chaos in his mind, but he was still at a disadvantage, with his eyelids drooping, looking inexplicably well-behaved and helpless.

"……come here."

The figure seemed impatient to hear the voice, and immediately turned around completely in the next second.

He pressed his knees on the soft and luxurious carpet, took two steps on his knees, and came to Tong Sui.

In addition to the low voice, the voice was a little more hoarse..

"Do you have any orders?"

"Untie it for me."

In Tong Sui's field of vision, he could only vaguely see a few superimposed human figures, and everything else was blurred.

If it wasn't really uncomfortable, he would have fallen asleep.

"it is good."

The figure got closer again, and the hot air between his breaths fell on the wet clothes.

It might be a bit too close together.

Tong Sui was about to say something, when he suddenly felt that the top button of the military uniform was caught by something, touching his skin from time to time.

Tong Sui struggled to focus his vision.

He saw the familiar long silver-white hair, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin lips that were biting the buttons of the military uniform.

Use your mouth to unbutton him.

Each button is engraved with complex and sacred legion icons, the polished lines are clear, and it has the coolness and coldness of metal.

There was a bang in Tong Sui's head, blood gathered on it, and his face turned red all of a sudden to the base of his ears.

This is him dreaming.

How could Luo, Luoluo appear in front of him, and use this method to unbutton him.

Impossible, it must be a dream!

Things that Tong Sui couldn't untie with his hands, but in Bai Xingluo's mouth, it became easy to lift.

After a short thought, there was only the last button left on the jacket.

Bai Xingluo's mouth is too flexible.

"Luoluo."

Tong Sui stretched out his hand, he was still wearing a black leather glove that he forgot to take off, and he held Bai Xingluo's face with both hands.

"Did I dream of you?"

Those pale eyes that he was familiar with, in his dream, seemed to be darker than the impression he had in mind.

Bai Xingluo spat out the last button.

The light-colored thin lips became a little more rosy, and said softly: "Master."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, where are you? Huh?"

Tong Sui couldn't see clearly, so he moved closer slowly, almost touching Bai Xingluo's snow-thin face.

The black pupils reflected his figure, with a bit of mist, and the tone of his voice was inexplicably wronged.

"I'm sorry, I came to look for you as soon as I woke up. But I didn't come in time, can you give me another chance?"

"Lord."

Bai Xingluo raised his head, pressed his hands on the soft chair cushion, straightened his waist, and his thin lips accurately touched the lips that were still chattering.

"You didn't do anything wrong, don't say sorry to me."

He was already very lucky.

Bai Xingluo's kiss was like dark clouds that had accumulated in the sky for many days, and the condensed raindrops fell heavily, hitting the fresh green lotus leaves on the pond, converging into plump water droplets.

Tong Sui was already groggy, but now he is even more powerless, with the cushion of a chair leaning on his back, he seems to be superior but has nowhere to escape.

this dream...

It's a bit too real.

Tong Sui panted and adjusted his breathing, the taste of the bitter wine in his mouth was completely gone, replaced by another sweeter taste.

He cast his gaze blankly.

But it happened to meet the eyes of Bai Xingluo who was kneeling in front of him, Tong Sui's eyelashes trembled, and they slipped away guiltily.

How could he have such an outrageous dream when he was drunk.

Tong Sui condemned himself.

It can't be like this, it's too bad, imagine others like this in dream.

He's seen enough, so wake up quickly.

Tong Sui closed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he opened his eyes after preparing his mind.

Ok?

"...Why are you still here?"

Bai Xingluo's gaze sank a bit, "Because my task has not been completed yet."

As he spoke, he took off his white gloves, revealing his clean and knuckle hands with long fingers and wide palms.

It's over, can't wake up from the dream, help!

Tong Sui seemed to have guessed what he was going to do, and closed his eyes resignedly.

This dream was a bit too exciting.