It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

It took another ten days to pass, and Brigadier General Via, who received the mission soon after that incident, once again solved the problem of piracy in a nearby star field, and returned home at the fastest speed.

When he thought of the problem that he hadn't been able to solve before he left, he had a feeling that his head was faintly painful, and then he thought about the good or bad of Ishtar and that Robin was there... Via thought that he had a worse headache. I don't know what's going on with His Majesty now, whether Mute is in chaos or not, and he doesn't expect Robin to stop Mute, as long as he doesn't push the waves, he will thank God.

Brigadier General Qingfa, who had arrived on Ishtar, ordered the three subordinates to step back and wait, and then quickly walked alone to the room on the top floor. He had just walked to the door and happened to meet Robin. As soon as Robin saw him, he smiled and greeted him.

"Well, Brigadier General, I wish you triumph~"

The red-haired elementary soldiers greeted each other seriously, still with a hippie smiley face, what they said seemed to be good, but how the tone and tone sounded a little ridiculous.

Via is at this moment a time of great concern, and has no mood to reprimand Robin, and directly asks the other party what he is most concerned about now.

"How is your majesty now?"

He lowered his voice and asked.

"BOSS is good~"

"I don't have time to mess with you, is your majesty alright?"

"No."

Robin was rarely able to answer neatly, and the answer was to let Via breathe for a long time, frowning deeply. He frowned for a moment, and continued to lower his voice to ask.

"...What's the situation now?"

Although they did not name their surnames, they knew each other who the ‘that’ was talking about.

Via is a little worried. It has been half a month since His Majesty lost his memory, and there is no sign of recovery, and the man who stays by his Majesty who forgets him every day must be in a bad mood and do not know what unreasonable things will be done.

Robin murmured at the door of the room that had opened automatically.

"You can see if you go and see for yourself."

After he finished speaking, he looked like he was too lazy to ride Livia again, whistled and walked into the door.

Via thought he was fully psychologically prepared, but when he walked into the room quickly, he was still dumbfounded, staring blankly at the moment in the room.

On one side of the spacious room, on a large, soft white sofa, a dark-haired teenager sits on one end of the couch, and a book projected in three-dimensional projection hangs in front of him, when the fingertips of his right hand lighten , The virtual projection book page will automatically turn over one page.

Of course, it wasn’t Mute who was sitting there reading that made Viagra stunned, but His Majesty.

When he left twenty days ago, he was still indifferent to Mute, and His Majesty the Emperor, who was regarded as a stranger, was lying on Mute at the moment, and it seemed to be taking a nap.

Troll was lying sideways with his head resting on the sitting teenager's lap. From the perspective of Via, he could only see the dark hair of His Majesty's house scattered on the teenager's lap, and there was still a young and soft The finger stroking in Troll's hair. When he saw Via coming in, Mute's eyes moved away from the book and fell on Via. Then he bent his eyes and smiled at Via.

Probably aware of the arrival of Via and Robin, Troll, who was lying quietly on the side of Mute's lap, moved, turned towards the face of the teenager's abdomen, and turned upward, when he saw Mute's eyes. While looking at others, he seemed a little unhappy, raising his hand and touching Mute's cheek.

The young man whose face was touched lowered his head, and his eyes met Troll. The dark eyes were still bent, with a little smile, before Mute responded. They were just touching the fingers on Mute’s cheek. Already suddenly, he fell into Mute's black hair, pressed it on Mute's back, and immediately pressed Mute's head.

Even in the face of the two subordinates, Troll did not care, directly biting the other's lips, and while Mutte was surprised and did not react, he intruded into the other's lips. He clasped the back of Mute, who was trying to struggle, grabbed Mute's unintentionally deep kiss for a while, and then let go.

Viagra twitched his lips, looking away at Robin next to him. Robin shrugged at him, and he flew a knife at Robin.

You dare to lie to me!

The Brigadier-General, who flicked his eyes, thought about it with extreme discontent.

What did His Majesty say that he did not recover his memory-looking at the pair of dog abusers in front of him, what is this called no memory recovery?

Hey, I didn't lie to you, I really didn't recover my memory.

Robin, who received Via's eye knife, felt very wronged.

The two subordinates were still in conversation with each other's eyes, and Troll over there was finally willing to let go of the hand that pressed Mutte's back. As soon as Mute looked up, she couldn't do anything else and began to gasp heavily, her face flushed.

That's not embarrassing, it's just suffocating. Troll's vital capacity is much better than him, even if he was just "learning" to kiss at the beginning, even if he is not as good as him, Troll can easily crush him by virtue of his vital capacity. .

The man who had already sat up looked at the red cheeks of the sitting teenager and had a quick gasp, and he felt inexplicably good. He stood up and rubbed Mute's head.

Because the hypoxic head was still a little dizzy, Mute was sitting on the sofa, his hands were resting on the sofa with his legs down, and his head was breathing in a hurry. When he suddenly felt rubbed and rubbed his head, he looked up subconsciously. Rolle glanced.

Those bright red lips, pink cheeks, and the gleaming water in the dark pupils... The teenager's glance upwards made the man's chest tighten and his body slightly warm Got up.

Troll, holding back the hot feeling in his heart, bowed his head and kissed the corner of the teenager's eyes, then got up and left.

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Watching the back of Troll and Via leaving after a few words of conversation, Mute took a deep breath, finally letting the chest that had been holding back the lack of oxygen just a little more comfortable.

He raised his hand and waved, the three-dimensional projection book suspended in front of him disappeared, he got up and planned to drink some water, but just after he got together, there was a tingling sensation in his thigh, and he fell back suddenly. On the soft sofa.

Ah, my legs are numb.

After all, he fell asleep for two hours under the pressure of the major general. He felt strange when he was sitting. He didn't feel it when he was sitting.

Slowly.

Mute thought so, so he didn't get up in a hurry again, while slowly rubbing his thighs with his hands. Speaking of that, since I coaxed the major general that day, the major general was very sticky to him. Often when he was standing and doing things, he suddenly hugged him from behind, rubbed his cheeks, his head; leaning closer, he would immediately come over and kiss him; sometimes he would hug him when taking a nap As a pillow, sometimes it will be on his lap as before.

In these days, Mute even has the illusion that the major general has restored his memory, because Troll's behavior is almost the same as before-oh, except for some aspects of the evening.

So far, although physical contact is a step further than kissing, he still hasn’t started to teach the last step... Well, although knowing that this won’t take long, the major general has been unwilling to be tied to his hands in the past two days... but Miao I think you can count how long you can flicker.

He hoped that it would be best to drag the major general to restore his memory, because although various old drivers showed up in front of him, he was very happy and contented to tease the bully, but when he thought that he really wanted to practice with real guns, Mute still didn’t. Shocked. How about asking him to take the initiative... Well, he thinks he still can't do such a shameful thing.

Speaking, it's been almost half a month. When will the major general recover his memory?

In the quiet room, Mute, paralyzed on the sofa, was thinking deliberately, while showing his sore thighs for a moment, thinking about it, and actually fell asleep in a daze.

When Troll was in the company of Via, he returned to the fleet, and when he returned, he saw Mutte leaning his head and leaning on the side of the sofa to fall asleep.

He walked over, pressed one hand on the armrest of the sofa that Mute's head was resting on, and leaned over to see. The young man's vigilance in the shallow sleep has always been low, and even if he was approached, there was no response. He still closed his eyes and made a soft shallow breath.

The soft light black hair was scattered in the corner of the teenager's eyes, intertwined with the slender eyelashes, and Troll looked at the sleeping face carefully. The teenager's face was a little childish, like a child. He reached out and pinched a strand of black hair on Mute's forehead. Over the years, his hands have long been used to clenching all hard, dangerous, and cold weapons that can take the lives of others. He thought that at this moment, the black hair he pinched at his fingertips was caught by his hand The softest thing.

His eyes glanced over the teenager's face a little bit, and every point, every point, seemed to exude a breath that attracted his sight... There was an indescribable sweet feeling that oozed out of the body, so sweet It makes people feel pain.

It was a wonderful feeling, which was completely controlled and controlled by the teenager underneath.

Sweet, unfamiliar, and extremely dangerous, this wonderful feeling flooded the entire chest, spreading in the body's blood, making it difficult to fall into extrication.

The narrow and long phoenix eyes looked down on the young man in shallow sleep, the ink blue eyes, as beautiful as the stars, but at this moment there was no indifference and loneliness of the universe.

Touching Mute's cheek, Troll lowered his head and kissed the slightly opened lips.

The kiss on his lips was as soft and gentle as his eyes.

The teenager in shallow sleep seemed to be awakened by his kiss, slowly opening his eyes, his dark eyes reflecting Troll's face, and then bent a little, bending into the curvature of the crescent.

The awkward teenager just woke up was full of men in his eyes, slightly shining, as if melting the other person in his eyes——

At this moment, Troll had the illusion that his whole person and his heart would melt in the eyes of the teenager.

The teenager who woke up from shallow sleep gave a low hum, and looked at Troll with a smile, and stretched out his hands to wrap around Troll's neck. He watched Troll's eyes focused and attached, revealing full tenderness.

Mute tilted his head slightly, so he raised his arms around Troll's neck and yelled like a coquettish man with half-open eyes.

"...Major General."

The air freezes at this instant.

Everything is still at this moment.

It was a dark blue pupil with thousands of stars, but in an instant, thousands of stars disappeared.

At this moment, the galaxy died out and became a dead silence.

Troll couldn't see his face, he couldn't see the look on his own face at the moment, but he saw the awake teenager suddenly looked at his eyes in shock and panic.

He saw his eyes reflected in each other's eyes.

Those eyes were dead.