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    Sivir had never encountered such a situation before. He didn't know the truth, but he didn't think it was bad.

    However, in the face of the thousands of troops and horses, the Duke, who has no fluctuations in his heart, is inexplicably a little nervous now, and the palm of Tu Mianmian's palm is slightly sweaty.

    When Tu Mianmian was brought to the bedside, Sivir quietly let go. His palms quietly hid behind him and clenched, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Tu Mianmian was unaware of the Duke's psychological fluctuations.

    Not to mention holding hands, it is not uncommon for him to be carried around very preciously when his lop-eared rabbit body is held.

    Therefore, didn't realize for a while that there was something unusual about holding hands in this century to promote feelings.

    After Sivir let him go, Tu Mianmian lay down on the big soft and comfortable bed.

    His limbs were still tugging on the bed, and he said comfortably, "You did a good job today."

    Although they didn't get along with Sivir for a long time, Tu Mianmian knew at a glance that Sivir's appearance in today's video was a deliberate disguise.

    With the appearance of a gangster head, he looks handsome and evil, but he is very affectionate. Just like a perfect dream lover, completely different from the usual indifferent appearance.

    "Yeah." Sivir's face was a little unnatural. He turned his eyes away and didn't dare to look at Tu Mianmian, who showed his small belly. "My adjutants Yuri and Anna offered to teach me."

    "Two powerful people." Tu Mianmian raised his hand and gave a thumbs up.

    "They will come to visit you," Sivir pursed his lips, and the marks between his eyebrows were a little deep, "but we will have to wait for his triumphant return."

    "Now I'm back at the Central Star, and the two of them will be in charge of the main ship." When it comes to the military, Sivir's expression is slightly serious, he whispered: "I mentioned to you in the communication..."

    When it comes to business, both Tu Mianmian and Sivir are in high spirits.

    The two whispered secretly and reconnected the conspiracy plan.

    After docking, Sivir left Tu Mianmian's side, got up and went to the study next door.

    The two adjutants sent him military affairs, and he needed to deal with it.

    However, sitting in the quiet study room, Sivir felt uncomfortable for the first time, and felt that something was missing around him.

    His heart was a little chaotic, and he tried to calm down, but failed.

    The Duke thought for a moment, unable to figure out why, and could not help frowning.

    He switched the optical brain terminal on his wrist to the medical mode, "AI, help me check my body."

    Is he sick?

    On the other side, Tu Mianmian stayed alone in the bedroom.

    The close encounter just now made him surrounded by the Duke's aura, which was much easier than having to sneak in the Duke's clothes to absorb the familiar aura at noon.

    Approaching the Duke, feeling his breath, inexplicably made Tu Mianmian feel comfortable and relaxed.

    Tu Mianmian was lying on the bed, lazily not wanting to move, when the light brain suddenly vibrated. Opening it, it was a message from Robbins.

    Robbins: [Mianmian, have you had dinner yet? I see that the Star Online is very lively, and some people say that they saw "daylight" above the central star. ]

    Robbins: [There is also a rumour that His Royal Highness the Duke has visited His Majesty the Emperor. Has His Royal Highness the Duke really returned to the Central Star? ]

    Seeing these two messages, Tu Mianmian blinked.

    The Duke's action is really strong, and he has paved the way for the plan so quickly.

    Robbins continues to send messages: [If so, please be sure to express my admiration to His Royal Highness the Duke for me! The light of the empire, I sincerely admire him! ]

    After he finished filming a rainbow fart, he cut to the point: [If you have time, you must remember to help me ask if there is a good seedling to be a husband, I am in a hurry! ]

    It can be seen that Robbins is very eager to find a husband.

    In this regard, Tu Mianmian was confused from the beginning, and couldn't help but ask: [Why are you so anxious to find a husband? Is there any difficulty? ]

    Tu Mianmian suddenly had a flash of inspiration: [Hey, you have been talking about multiple husbands and multiple homes before, do you want to change your husband and change to a new home? ]

    [……no. That's all bullshit! You don't believe it! ] Robbins quickly replied: [My hair. Emotional. Heat is coming soon! ]

    Robbins typed abruptly: [I will die if I don't find someone to help me get through the heat! ]

    Tu Mianmian's eyes stayed on those three words, remembering the situation ten days ago.

    At that time, the Duke was in a period of lust, and he was hurriedly sent to the Duke...

    Tu Mianmian suddenly thought of something, his face flushed, and he quickly shook his head, trying to forget the things in his mind.

    He replied to Robbins, promising to ask him as soon as possible.

    Dinner was served on the table, and Tu Mianmian and Sivir both came out of the bedroom study to prepare for dinner.

    With the two factors of the Duke returning home and the celebration after Tu Mianmian's first work, the dishes on the table were much richer than before.

    After all, this was the first time Tu Mianmian and Sivir had eaten together.

    after marriage

    The first breakfast, the Duke just sat at the dining table for a while, and hurried to the military headquarters with the nutrient solution. After that, Tu Mian, who was alone in the empty room, enjoyed every meal alone.

    Food

    The dishes on the table were too plentiful for Sivir, who used to take care of every meal with nutrient solution. But he didn't resist, on the contrary, he was very happy.

    After all, the three meals that were scribbled when you were single were different from those of fine dining with your wife.

    At the end of the meal, the Duke also showed his ability to scout the enemy's situation, and wrote down everything on the table, not letting go of the details.

    According to the frequency of Tu Mianmian's dishes, he guessed the tastes that Tu Mianmian likes.

    ——I like delicious pictures all the time. ▼_▼

    "Sivir! Look!"

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