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The First Cutest" Author: Zhemei Yuanshan [End + Extra Story]

In the interstellar era when the strong is king, the soft and cute species in the biological lineage are almost extinct.

Tu Mianmian, who came in, found that he had a ruthless old Duke attack, the kind who could destroy mechas in minutes.

As a lop-eared rabbit who has just become refined, feel weak, pitiful and helpless.

He decided to run away

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, relying on the sky-defying appearance, he has become a fan of the interstellar public, including his own old attack.

It was night, and the duke, who was going to improve the relationship between husband and wife, walked to the door and saw a fluffy lop-eared rabbit lying on the sofa...

When Tu Mianmian found that he was sleeping beside Lao Gong with his rabbit body upside down, he was so frightened that he sat up in a daydream.

Sitting up startled, a jio slammed into the Duke's mouth.

He shivered and retracted his rabbit legs, but was caught by Lao Gong with a cold face.

Tu Mianmian: ... I, I, I am willing to cut off this rabbit's leg!

Before he could finish speaking, the iron-blooded and ruthless Lord Duke approached his mouth at the speed of light: 啾~~

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Chapter 1

There was a lot of noise outside the room, and through the mute noise reduction wall, you could feel the liveliness outside.

Tu Mianmian was pressed on the chair by the makeup artist, and she put her head up and obediently applied her makeup and played with her hairstyle. The eyeballs under his closed eyes turned slightly, and he was slightly curious about the outside world.

Tu Mianmian raised her ears and wanted to hear what was being said outside, but it was too far away and it was too noisy to hear the detailed words at all.

But you can probably guess...

Taking advantage of the time when the makeup artist turned to get something, Tu Mianmian looked down at the decent suit she was wearing, and couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.

Maybe they are talking about his new "duchess".

The make-up artist just turned around and saw Tu Mianmian's bulging face like an angry puffer fish, his eyes suddenly glowed, "The Duchess is so cute!"

Tu Mianmian was so frightened that she quickly let out the sigh of relief that was in her mouth, and her cheeks returned to a delicate and beautiful arc.

He secretly looked at the makeup artist's reaction, and found that the makeup artist seemed to be happier, and even the act of arranging his hair was much lighter.

At this time, the home service robot came to Tu Mianmian with a cup of warm water. The star eyes on the display screen flickered, and the unified electronic voice could be heard a bit flatteringly, "The Duchess, please drink water!"

"...Thank you." Tu Mianmian took the water cup, and moved her hips a little, slightly away from the robot.

Not only the unfamiliarity and vigilance of high-tech things, but also the inability to describe the title of "Duchess".

God knows, Tu Mianmian just accidentally crossed into this strange interstellar era.

He settled in the central star of the Chaoyang Empire, and received humanitarian aid due to unknown personal information. After the Genetic Information Bureau established the citizen information for him, they found a 100% genetic match between him and Duke Sivir in the gene bank.

So, a staff member anxiously came to ask Tu Mianmian if he would like to marry the Duke.

At that time, I didn't know the sinister picture of society, and the gene match was 100%. Shouldn't it be my father or my mother? Marriage should be a slip of the tongue from the staff.

Then just nodding, he was sent to the Duke's Mansion by the people of the Genetic Bureau at the speed of light.

The housekeeper of the duke's house was also very powerful, and immediately summoned the duke who was away from home, and also called people from the Central Star Civil Affairs Bureau to the door to take photos of the marriage certificate and register the marriage.

The duke's mansion was suddenly full of joy, and there was a sense of joy that the duke was finally released. Mr. Butler took care of Tu Mianmian nervously throughout the whole process. Although he was meticulous, he seemed to be very afraid that he would run away halfway.

Tu Mianmian couldn't help feeling very messy.

... But things have reached this level, and there is no time for him to tangle or go back.

The make-up artist here just finished her work, and the lively outside suddenly became quiet, almost silent.

After a while, the unique sound of leather boots stepping on the ground came from far to near, and the door of the lounge was opened immediately.

"Tu Mianmian?" The incoming person pronounced the name carefully and clearly, as if calling for a very important person, but this could not hide the fact that he was unfamiliar with Tu Mianmian.

"Yeah." Tu Mianmian agreed, looking up at the person who came.

Coincidentally, Tu Mianmian was also unfamiliar with the noble Duke Sivir of the Chaoyang Empire.

The husband and wife who are about to take a photo of their marriage registration certificate are still very unfamiliar with each other.

Sivir walked in against the light. He had broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall stature, and a pair of long legs stepped in. Standing by the door, he blocked the half-open door tightly, and threw it secretly from the outside. His vision was also blocked behind.

Sivir's gaze fell on Tu Mianmian involuntarily.

Tu Mianmian had just been dressed up, his eyes were round, big and agile, and his flaxen hair curled slightly after the hairstyle made him look like an unworldly little prince.

Facing Sivir's gaze, Tu Mianmian smiled at Sivir, with two small dimples on his lips.

Sivir: "..."

Sivir's emerald green eyes suddenly became much deeper, like a secluded pool.

His throat rolled for a moment, his eyes moved away from Tu Mianmian, and he looked at the makeup artist, his tone was calm and indifferent: "Is it done?"

The make-up artist shuddered at the expressionless face of the Duke, and answered tremblingly, "Your Highness, it has been, has been done."