Exiled on the deserted star, the plants I planted have 100 million points of magic

In the mecha, Ai Moye and Di Lie looked at each other with big eyes.

Before she spoke, Di Lie accurately predicted her next behavior and said first, "I will apologize."

Ai Moye swallowed back her words of compensation silently, ran to the hatch again, and looked at the cave that was still collapsing.

Fortunately, all her sweet potatoes and potatoes were stored in the cellar, and there were few things in the cave. Otherwise, she would have died.

"Uncle Di, why do you think you point at me and hurt me every time?"

Last time she trampled her sweet potato seedlings, and this time the cave collapsed. Will she lose her life next time?

Di Lie also felt that he was very "fateful", so he pulled out a chair and sat down, smiling and said, "Maybe, your location is very suitable for destruction."

Ai Moye looked at him quietly, "But no matter what, you must pay what you deserve."

That said, the sandstorm is raging now, and Di Lie's mecha has been damaged again. He can only wait until the sandstorm is over before calling for help.

The mecha swayed from time to time, which made Ai Moye feel a little uncomfortable and her face turned pale.

Di Lie narrowed his blue eyes, "You won't spit on my mecha, will you?"

Ai Moye was about to say no, but a feeling of nausea rushed into her throat.

She quickly covered her mouth and finally suppressed it. She smiled sadly at Di Lie and said, "How could it be? I didn't eat much tonight and I can't vomit it out."

Just a plate of shredded potatoes, five or six potato pancakes, a bowl of pumpkin porridge, half a roasted sweet potato, and two boiled eggs.

Because the workload during the day is too heavy, it is inevitable to want to fill our stomachs.

Ai Moye kept silent with a guilty conscience, for fear that she might actually vomit.

Afraid of what might happen, she just found a place to sit for a while when the mecha inserted across the cave suddenly tilted due to the impact of the sandstorm.

Ai Moye, who was unable to stand still, had no time to grab something, and her whole body fell, slamming into Di Lie's arms.

Di Lie put his hand on her waist, wanting to show his gentlemanly demeanor and ask elegantly if everything was okay.

However, in the next second, Ai Moye's face changed drastically, and she vomited loudly, all the dirt on Di Lie's body.

Marshal Di Lie, a patient with moderate mysophobia: "..."

"Ugh..." Ai Moye quickly pushed the person away, but she vomited more and more because of the shaking of the mecha.

Di Lie still had a signature smile on his lips, but his face turned from white to green and then to black. The knife fell on Ai Moye's neck, and he had to endure it again and again before slashing it.

Bear with it, even a prisoner is a member of the empire. As a marshal, you must protect the people of the empire. You must not hurt innocent people because of your own personal grudges!

After finally waiting for Ai Moye to stop vomiting, the inside of the mecha was already miserable.

Di Lie pressed his throbbing forehead and looked at Ai Moye sinisterly.

Ai Moye knew she was in the wrong and carefully picked at her palms, "What about that? If it's a big deal, the cave won't let you pay for it."

The sandstorm was getting stronger and stronger. Di Lie took out a daily aircraft from the space ring and took Ai Moye to clean it first.

He couldn't stand the filth on his body for a second, so he changed and washed before letting Ai Moye go in.

Ai Moye stood behind the bathroom door and said eagerly, "Uncle, I don't have any change of clothes."

The prisoner only had two sets of clothes, one of which was dirty, and the other set was in the collapsed cave.

Di Lie turned around and opened the closet, took out a large shirt and threw it to her, "No need to return it, just throw it away."

"Oh." Aimoye returned to the bathroom.

The bathroom of the aircraft is not large, but it is fully equipped with all the appliances, and there is also a high-end bathtub with massage. Especially the fragrant shower gel made Ai Moye shed tears.

God knows how she spent more than a month in the cave.

Because sanitary products need to be purchased extra and the water bill is ridiculously high, she is reluctant to wash them frequently even if she is covered in sweat every day and her hair is tangled and split.

I finally found a place with hot water and toiletries. If I didn’t wash myself for an hour, I would be sorry for myself.

Di Lie returned to the study only after the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

A communication request popped up on the computer.

After he clicked on it, a graceful, silver-haired woman appeared on the screen.

"Oh my God, Xiaolie, you actually ran away from the blind date dinner I arranged for you again? She is a gorgeous and beautiful princess. Is it the behavior a gentleman should do to hang her out in the royal dining room?"

The woman opened her mouth with overwhelming accusations. Di Lie smiled and retorted calmly, "I never agreed to keep the appointment from the beginning to the end. It's because you took it upon yourself to make the decision, Mrs. Emma."

Mrs. Emma said angrily, "How dare you accuse your adoptive mother? You are over eighty years old. You used to use war as an excuse to avoid blind dates. Now everyone your age has married and started a business, and you still want to evade responsibility." ?"

"I am a firm believer in being unmarried and infertile. I will never let myself fall into the grave of marriage for the sake of stupid love and vague responsibilities." Di Lie's eyes flashed with disgust.

Mrs. Emma touched the emerald necklace on her chest, her noble eyebrows wrinkled sadly, and tears flowed down the lines at the corners of her eyes.

"Old man, when you were still alive, you should have forced him to get married. Look at him now, he doesn't take me as his adoptive mother seriously at all, wuwuwu..."

The great leader of the empire, the interstellar slayer with illustrious military exploits, the marshal who seems to be approachable but is actually cold and sinister, rubbed his brows helplessly for the second time today.

The most difficult person in the world for him to resist is probably the foster mother in front of him. She is the noblest and most difficult woman in the entire Blue Star.

The marshal clasped his hands and asked slowly for a long time, "What do you want?"

Mrs. Emma immediately said, "Of course I want to have a grandson!"

The marshal cursed, even if he wanted to have a grandson, he wouldn't have to arrest his adopted son, right?

Seeing his confused expression, Mrs. Emma asked tangledly, "Xiao, Xiaolie, or are you saying that you actually don't like women?"

"Yes." The marshal nodded solemnly.

Madam Emma's mouth twitched, and she immediately took the beauty instrument and ironed it on the corners of her mouth to prevent two more wrinkles.

Her heart was trembling, but she didn't know what to say next.

Although in the interstellar age, people did not particularly discriminate against people of the same sex, as the marshal of the empire, Di Lie should still set a good example.

Just as she was getting ready to ask Di Lie if he had any favorite male lover, she suddenly saw that the study door was gently pushed open a crack.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful girl showed her delicate chin, and a pair of big black grape-like eyes suddenly flashed, like watery and crystal clear gems, and appeared in the video screen at a startling glance.

Wearing a large white shirt that clearly belonged to a man, she pinched the hem of her clothes awkwardly and asked Di Lie, "Uncle Di, do you have a hair dryer here? If the electricity bill is expensive, I can pay a little star coins, but it can only be a little. .”