Chapter 85 Falling into the Sun (4)

Just after saying that, the communication was cut off by Garcia. He was dragged onto the bed, and before he regained his senses, the belt was torn off with a click, and then his coat, shoes, socks, pants, shirt...

Jiang Jianming was stripped half-light again in the blink of an eye.

He reluctantly grabbed Garcia's sleeve: "His Royal Highness!"

Garcia obviously irritated him a lot, and the good attitude of finally softening a little disappeared, and he opened his mouth again with cynicism.

The content is nothing more than that the empire used him to be addicted, and he was rushing to be squeezed by others.

Jiang Jianming just said yes, and listened to each other. At the end, he closed his eyes and lay down in His Highness's arms: "Thank you for retrieving Xuejiu. Can you train me again tomorrow?"

If the key point is really on the mecha, tomorrow will be busy. The surveillance was thrown to Zheng Yue to check, and now he has to hurry up to sleep.

Garcia snorted coldly, pulled the quilt and buried Jiang Jianming in it.

Then he got up, took two steps back and left the bedside: "Sleep by yourself, don't touch me at will."

Jiang Jianming: "?"

Who is touching who!

...

The lights were off, and the room went dark.

In the darkness, Garcia pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down.

He had nothing to do, he just got mad at himself again, no sleepiness.

So he stared at Jiang Jianming to sleep.

Garcia's eyes wandered between the strands of black hair by the bedside pillow, thinking to himself: He let Jiang Jianming sleep, but this person really slept so unguardedly.

There are also important data inside Jin Ilun on the table, and it seems that he is not worried about any malicious revenge he will carry out.

"..."

Garcia lowered his eyes heavily, his chest was clearly burning with anger, but every time he was eaten to death by Jiang Jianming's method of overcoming rigidity... which led to a dilemma.

But tonight's anger was mixed with other emotions.

When he found out that Jiang Jianming had joined Jin Ilun, a negative emotion that made him even more irritable and even wanted to destroy it came up.

For three years, he had resisted the Empire, resisted appearing in front of people, preferring to devote himself to the far-flung frontiers and the white snow of Alpha Alien.

After bathing in the cannon fire of thieves, bathing in the blood of alien creatures, and comforting this body with the temperature rubbed between life and death.

It's not about fearing anything, it's not about running away.

He's just... bored. Crown Prince Le'an's brilliance shone on the three-star nine-star city. He neither wanted his existence to be artificially defined, nor was he tired of dealing with the eyes of ordinary people.

So walking into the dark night and heavy snow, met Jiang Jianming again.

But Jiang Jianming brushed past him and walked away alone - even though the light had burned the fragile and disabled human beings all over the body.

Garcia raised his neck and looked out the window. The night is like water gently wrapping Star City, this is an ordinary night.

In this ordinary, quiet, and extraordinarily long night, His Royal Highness realized a mistake of his own.

He not only wanted to alienate this little widow who was obsessed with Crown Prince Ryan, but also wanted to protect the disabled human officer who once rode a mech with him.

But this is not possible.

Because...because what resonated with his soul was another soul that was born to death.

His initial desire for Jiang Jianming was to grab this man who kept looking for death, put him in the treatment cabin and lock him up.

Thinking of this, Garcia wanted to laugh a little, but couldn't. His eyes were even more silent, like the universe after all the stars were extinguished.

His Royal Highness stood up, pulled down the curtains, and walked gently to the head of the bed.

Jiang Jianming seemed to have fallen asleep, his thin body clinging to the inside, and half of the bed was deliberately reserved.

Garcia took off his clothes and hung them beside him in silence. He lay down on the bed with gentle movements, and stretched his arms to pull Jiang Jianming, who was curled up in the corner, into his arms.

His ears seemed to echo what Old Marshal Chen had said:

- "The reason why people fight must be to get something, or to take back something."

"...Well..." Jiang Jianming slept very lightly, and was disturbed and frowned when he was moved, his eyelids shaking to wake up.

Garcia stroked Jiang Jianming's back and whispered, "It doesn't matter, just sleep."

Soon, the arms were quiet again.

...get something, or take something back.

In the silence, Garcia heard the shallow and weak breathing of a gossamer in his arms. The sound was like a trembling string, tightening the softest piece of flesh in his heart, and the pain was sharp.

The prince pursed his lips tightly, and he slowly stretched out his fingers and followed Jiang Jianming's black hair, but the color of his eyes became sharper and sharper.

Garcia closed his eyes.

For the first time, he heard a voice breaking out from the depths of his soul. A ferocious bud raised its head in the silence.

That is……

Drenched in the buds of aggressive desire.

It was the morning of the next day when received Zheng Yue's message again.

Jiang Jianming leaned on the pillow languidly. He was wearing white home clothes and only half of his shoulders draped over his military jacket, but his eyes were clear.

He pulled the virtual screen to the head of the bed, with rows of data lined up on it.

The newly appointed inspector whispered to himself: "A total of five folding mechas. From the monitoring, it should be three back and forth to transport the real crystal ore..."

——Obviously, this time the guess hit the bullseye.

Thinking out of the box, in fact, it is not only starships that can transport supplies from outside the atmosphere of the star city to the city, but multiple mechas can also complete this kind of work.

However, the mecha is big and conspicuous. Although it does not require a special starship port to be berthed like a starship, it is still very eye-catching that multiple mechas stay in a certain area for a long time.

Moreover, too low-level mechas don't even have space capabilities. Only a foldable mecha above Grade A can complete this series of tricks without knowing it.

The issue is……

Jiang Jianming frowned slightly: "It can infiltrate the top of the Golden Sun Wheel and take out five non-military mechas in one breath. How many forces are there in the empire that have the ability to do this?"

A slender palm stretched out and passed through the virtual screen.

"Hand in the report, there are a few specific ones, and the commander-in-chief and the emperor should check it out themselves."

Garcia coldly put a glass of hot milk on the bedside table, and gave him a sarcastic look: "You are a commoner, taking the initiative to swim in this muddy water for others, are you treating yourself as a danger dog?"

Jiang Jianming took the cup calmly, lowered his head and took a sip: "Look at what you said, it won't be."

Garcia: "Stupid."

On the virtual screen, Zheng Yue stared blankly at the scene in front of him with two big black eye circles.

——God, what did he do wrong to endure this? Could this be the price of the life-saving Lu Yu nobles?

Three years ago, it was not that he had not heard the rumors on the street that His Royal Highness Ryan had already had a lover.

But who didn't think it was a rumor at the time! ?

Who would have thought! ? ?

Zheng Yue widened his eyes in pain, wishing he could hold his head and groan.

Although a good match is really a good match, although this also perfectly explains the mystery of the identity of "Little Your Excellency", but last night...

Last night, it was really a thriller, and the horror opened the door for the horror, and the horror came home!

On the other end, Jiang Jianming stood up after drinking a glass of milk, and looked at Garcia strangely by the way, not understanding why he suddenly... did not resist showing his face in front of strangers.

Even if Zheng Yue "recognized" Ryan, he didn't say anything to refute.

Garcia grabbed Jiang Jianming's shoulder with one hand: "Where to go."

Jiang Jianming: "Jin Rilun's military building. Ah... do you want to stay with me? It's okay, don't mess with my things."

"Today is the day off."

"No way, the situation is urgent, so I can only work overtime."

Jiang Jianming asked for Jin Rilun's military uniform: "Next, I will adjust the monitoring of the entire Star City to lock the location of the mecha landing. I will personally ask Lieutenant General Luther to apply."

"..."

Garcia stopped talking, turned and sat aside with a sullen look.

For some reason, Jiang Jianming felt a subtle sense of guilt for keeping his pet at home and going out.

Even though he knew that in Garcia's heart, he was a pet.

So he freed his hand between changing clothes and tentatively touched the top of Garcia's hair, but as expected, His Highness turned his head to avoid it.

"..."

Jiang Jianming went out helplessly, until he closed the door, he felt that line of sight was chasing his back.

In the empty room again, Garcia thought to himself:

If in the future, he promised to be the prince.

... Of course not, it's an assumption, it's an if.

If you become the emperor yourself.

Let Jiang be the commander-in-chief of the empire.

Below one person, above ten thousand people.

You don't need to ask anyone for instructions, you don't need to suffer any grievances, you can lazily get up late and go to bed early in the depths of the bed, making up for years of hard work.

But you must submit to yourself, call yourself "Your Majesty" in a soft voice, or reluctantly obey your orders and be caught and locked up in the White Jade Palace, from morning... to night.

"..."

Garcia's Adam's apple rolled, and the tips of his ears turned red.He gritted his teeth angrily, stood up with his head down, and went to wash his face with cold water.

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