Tu Mianmian put down his job and turned to the sofa. He sat cross-legged and said excitedly, "Now the trend of hot topics has changed!"

Tu Mianmian sent a screenshot of the comments on Xingwang to Sivir's light brain.

Sivir opened it, and the discussion of the blockbuster came into view.

The author has something to say: Lord Duke said: AI, help me check my body. I may be sick

Single dog AI said: You are sick, go to your mother's lovesickness

Chapter 12

[What kind of fairy love is this between Mianmian and His Royal Highness the Duke, Mrs. Doujin! Another one! ]

[It has been confirmed! The day really appeared above the central star, and the driver of the day was also the Duke himself. My sister-in-law's son's girlfriend's sister saw with her own eyes that His Royal Highness the Duke entered and left the palace, and went to see His Majesty the Emperor! ]

[Hiccup, didn't His Royal Highness just go to the border a while ago? Coming back from a victory so soon this time? ? ? ]

[No, it seems that the Duke returned to the Central Star alone. I live on a planet not far from the border, the war alarm on our side has not been lifted, and the fleet is still on the border]

[Then why did His Royal Highness suddenly return to the Central Star? Turn around for love... ah no, go back to the central star for love? ]

[Please don't start a fight! In order to love your head, what's the matter with my family? During the war, His Royal Highness came back for Mianmian, so my lovely Mianmian has become a disaster for the country and the people! ]

On Xingwang, the hot topic changed from the exposure of the duchess' romance to why the duke returned to the central star alone.

Sivir's gaze only paused for a moment on the comment of "harming the country and the people", and then quickly finished browsing the information.

"Indeed. The trend of the topic has changed." He responded to Tu Mianmian.

Sivir could predict that after enough time to ferment, and with the help of secret pushers, the topic would change to another direction.

"Mmmm." Tu Mianmian nodded at the Duke, holding his light brain and watching it with relish, he didn't forget to praise the Duke, "You are really predictable."

Everything is in the course of the planned events that the Duke told him.

Sivir was stunned for a moment, and then said "um".

The compliment from the little girl made the Duke a little uncomfortable.

He sees the comments on Mianmianxingxing.com, which is on the rise. He also opens it and looks at it, but he doesn't find it interesting.

It just so happened that the home service robot brought something like fruit and dessert after a meal, and Sivir reached out and took it from the robot and placed it on the low table in front of the sofa.

It was a distance that Tu Mianmian could reach.

The dinner is already very rich, and the dessert and fruit after the meal are also comparable to the gluttonous meal.

Sivir looked at Tu Mianmian's belly, and faintly felt that his small body should not be able to bear the weight of so much food.

"What's wrong?" Tu Mianmian followed the Duke's line of sight and looked down at his belly.

A tummy obscured by loose clothing that looks like it's three months pregnant from eating too much.

Tu Mianmian reached out and touched her chubby belly and patted her belly, which was very comfortable.

"Can you still eat it?" The Duke asked politely, "Will you feel support?"

The home service robot hadn't left yet. Wen Yan replied with a smile: "His Royal Highness, don't worry. You're not at home these days, so I don't know."

The robot praised: "Madam usually eats more than this, and won't be supported at all!"

Tu Mianmian: "..."

hateful! you robot!

Sivir couldn't help laughing.

"It doesn't matter." He sat down beside Tu Mianmian, "I can afford it."

Tu Mianmian snorted twice, wrinkled her nose, and stared at the home service robot with a deathly gaze.

The robot slipped away instantly.

"But you can't curl up if you eat too much." Sivir looked at Tu Mianmian, who was nestled in a ball around him, showed the greatest tenderness in his life, and persuaded very patiently, "Mianmian, stand up."

"I don't want it!" Tu Mianmian stuck to the sofa, "I have no bones!"

He threw away his hands and feet, and slammed it on the sofa with a soft and sloppy appearance. The loose clothes were rolled up because of his movements, revealing his tender belly.

The Duke sighed. I found that I had nothing to do with the little girl.

Only condone.

The physiology book says it's right, the husband will naturally develop feelings after the combination of lust and heat.

Now Tu Mianmian and Sivir are probably such an example.

Tu Mianmian was greedy for Sivir's breath, and subconsciously developed a sense of intimacy with Sivir.

And when Sivir was by Tu Mianmian's side, he also showed a peaceful side that was completely different from when he was outside.

There is no strange alienation between the two of them, and they are very harmonious.

After some interaction to promote the relationship between husband and wife, Tu Mianmian talked about the scenery on the way back to the Duke, "Can you see the Milky Way in space? Will there be stars at night?"

The Duke nodded.

Tu Mianmian tilted her head, "Does it look good? What does it look like?"

"..." The duke, who is full of possibilities, has never paid attention to these details.

He recalled the vague impression in his memory, and hesitantly said: "...It's similar to the starry sky of Central Star."

Tu Mianmian is an activist, and immediately rushed to the window to look up at the sky, "No!"

He turned his head and asked Sivir, "Is Xingxing not going to work today?"

Tu Mianmian vaguely remembered that Judy had told him that the artificial starry sky of Central Star would only appear every few days.

When the Duke heard this, he couldn't help but laugh again.

When was with the little girl, was relaxed and happy, and didn't know how much happier than he was in the past twenty years.

"Yes." Sivir's always indifferent expression melted like ice and snow, and there was even a little smile in his soft eyebrows.