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    He Yan stood at a loss in the dim room, looking at the Force Sword in his hand and fell into deep thought.

    He Yan: Did I do something wrong again?

    Mir, who had already walked out of the room, turned back, came to He Yan angrily, snatched the shiny Force Sword, and made a grimace at He Yan before leaving the room angrily.

    Thinking of the last time Mir ran away from home, and it took him several months, He Yan hurriedly chased him out.

    But Mir was very fast. He had already reached the first floor and was heading straight to the training room next to the studio.

    The training room was just built, separated by a wall with a door in the middle, so that Mir could come and play with He Yan after training.

    Unit 1 stops there.

    The last time Mir ran away from home in aircraft No. 1.

    He Yan rushed to the training room in two steps.

    "Mir?"

    After opening the door, He Yan yelled, but got no response, but the tall No. 1 machine was still standing firmly aside, indicating that Mir hadn't left.

    He let go of half of his heart, looked around, and saw Mir beside the simulated confrontation training ground.

    At this time, Mill had already taken off his loose home clothes jacket, only wearing light gray sports casual pants, and stepped barefoot into the virtual projection range of the training ground.

    Naturally, he swiped the origin sword a few times at will, leaving behind a few sharp afterimages.

    In the blink of an eye, a virtual opponent appeared in the training ground. He Yan took a look at the opponent's level - 3S level.

    Is it really good to play so big as soon as you come up?

    The virtual opponent wears a black hood and does not have any facial features. According to the data read by the confrontation system, he also holds a force sword in his hand, but the color of the lightsaber is red, so that it is convenient to observe the battle.

    The training has already started, He Yan can't stop it, so he can only watch the battle silently from the sidelines.

    The virtual opponent strikes first, raising his hand is a powerful straight cut, drawing a smooth red arc.

    Mir reacted extremely quickly, the muscles on his arms tensed, and a blue arc intercepted the incoming red arc in mid-air.

    After blocking the first attack, Mir didn't put himself on the defensive again, but started to counterattack. The movements were so fast and powerful that He Yan, who was on the sidelines, couldn't see the moves clearly. He could only see the blue and red in the training ground. The beams kept colliding.

    Even so, He Yan still felt that this competition was extremely exciting, especially at the end of the confrontation, Mir, who won by an absolute advantage, held the original force sword and stabbed the ground with a beautiful saber flower. The blood in his heart was there. In an instant, it boiled completely.

    Mir came down from the training ground, his short silver hair was already wet, a few strands stuck to his forehead, his muscular upper body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the beautiful worm pattern on his neck spread from the base of his ears to his collarbone.

    The whole worm looks sexy and lustful.

    He Yan held back the excitement in his heart, pretending to calmly look at Mir, who was exuding a seductive aura everywhere.

    Mir came to He Yan, raised the original force sword in his hand, and asked, "Is it cool, or am I cool?" There was a bit domineering and a bit childish in that tone.

    He Yan swallowed unconsciously and said, "You."

    Mir pressed a switch on the handle of the original force sword, put away the light beam of the original force sword, took a step closer, and asked, "Do you want me or it?"

    This time He Yan heard that there was still some grievance in his tone, and quickly said: "Of course it's you."

    Mir pursed his lips, still looking dissatisfied.

    He Yan still didn't understand why Mier was angry, but when his wife was angry, she had to be coaxed, so he ignored the sweat on Mir's body, and leaned over to offer a kiss and hug, two if one was not enough, three if two were not enough until the worms are happy.

    "Can you tell me why you are angry?" He Yan asked while helping Mirza Khan.

    Mir was so dazed by He Yan's kiss, he had long forgotten about being angry, and when asked the reason, he rarely felt ashamed, after all, it was his own impure thoughts.

    "No, nothing." He blushed and turned away.

    He Yan didn't continue to ask, and quietly helped him brush his hair, and began to go over what happened before in his heart, and suddenly he was blessed, the movement of his hands stopped, and the roots of his ears turned red, the color was comparable to Mir's.

    Mir was still guilty, and found that the towel covering his head was not moving, so he turned his head slightly, and saw He Yan staring at him with burning eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally.

    Have you been guessed?

    He turned his head again, moved his body slowly, and was about to escape, but was pulled back by a hand, and then he was pressed on the sofa logically. Shi whispered: "Bad guy."

    Mir's face was as red as fire, and the momentum of the fight on the training ground just now was completely burned away, allowing He Yan to invade his lips and tongue.

    Half-awake and half-awake, he felt a surge of mental power than before, sweeping from the outside.

    When that powerful mental power approached his spiritual power, it became lingering and harmless, it only gently wound up and built a solid barrier around him, as if protecting him, It also seems to be possessive.

    What followed was an unprecedented sense of security, he was no longer afraid that there would be darkness trying to swallow him up, and he was as comfortable as lying in a cloud.

    But before he could enjoy this extreme pleasure enough, a scorching presence made him suddenly open his eyes. He wanted to continue, but the scalding heat made him a little afraid.

    There was still a gleam of clarity in He Yan's eyes. Seeing that Mir opened his eyes in a panic, he propped himself up and asked in a low voice, "Uncomfortable?"

    Mir looked at He Yan's gentle and careful look, the trace of instinctive fear disappeared, he shook his head and replied: "No, it's very comfortable."

    This sentence is like a switch, allowing all the magma-like heat to drive straight in, and everything in the world begins to merge closely, tremble crazily, and the breath is full of satisfaction and nostalgia.

    They became the most suitable existence for each other.

    Afterwards, Mir fell into a dark sleep for a long time, and the excitement of the first union was even more intense than He Yan had imagined.

    While Mir was half awake, He Yan asked distressedly: "Mir, are you okay? Do you want to..."

    He wanted to ask if he wanted some water or something to eat, but Mir muttered ahead of him: "No, no, let me rest for a while, okay? Please—"

    While talking, she rubbed her face against his neck coquettishly, as if begging for mercy.

    He Yan: ...

    He seemed to have overestimated Mir's combat effectiveness.

    But is it counterproductive to do so?

    He Yan pinched Mir's earlobe angrily, but finally couldn't bear to leave, and continued to sleep with the sticky Mir.

    It wasn't until the evening before the wedding that Mi Nuo woke up slowly. If He Yan hadn't stopped him, Mi Nuo would have sent the entire medical team to check Mi Er's body.

    After waking up, Mir was full of energy and radiant, and looked more beautiful and energetic than before, and when the scar was healed, he forgot the pain and moved to He Yan's ear with a breathy voice: "He Yan, you are so amazing. "

    Recalling the pitiful appearance of this daring worm begging for mercy yesterday, He Yan bit his back teeth and resisted the urge to fight back, and only bit hard on the finger that was groping everywhere.

    Mir was so frightened by the bite, knowing that he could not continue to light the fire indiscriminately, he fled and said that he was going to try on the dress. He Yan looked at his neck full of hickeys after the worm marks had faded, and quickly pulled him back. Have him change into something with a collar.

    Mir smirked heartlessly "hehe", and He Yan wondered if he had done too hard yesterday and made the worm foolish.

    "What are you laughing at?" He Yan asked while helping him button the top button.

    "I just want to laugh." Mir raised his chin so that He Yan could button him, "I'm so happy now."

    After He Yan finished buttoning his buttons, he took his hand: "I will always be happy in the future."

    ——

    The wedding was held as scheduled, although some links were secretly deleted by He Yan and Mier, but it was still grand.

    The official website broadcasted the whole process, and those who could not attend the ceremony squatted in the live broadcast room, and the comment area was full of words of blessing and all kinds of nympho emoticons.

    At the entrance of the auditorium, Mir was wearing a dress prescribed by the crown prince. The white stand-up collar suit was somewhat similar to the military uniform, but it lacked the toughness of the military uniform and added gorgeous extravagance. The golden decorative belt slanted down from the shoulders, setting off the His tall and straight posture.

    He Yan is also wearing a white dress, but the style is slightly different. It is not as complicated as Mir's belt and decorations. The simple yet exquisite attire complements his clear and outstanding temperament. The young and handsome face is the best decoration.

    Behind them are five pairs of flower girls, and the first pair are Mi Li and Rhodes. Rhodes looks a little nervous, his forehead is covered with sweat, and he just wanted to wipe it off with his sleeve when he saw Mi Li cast a disapproving look. Then he obediently stood at attention again.

    Many familiar faces attended the ceremony - the Benson family, Nolanger, Ross, Erika's family, Senjie, and Mill's comrades in arms.

    In the eyes of everyone full of blessings, He Yan and Mier walked arm in arm slowly across the long red carpet, walked to the sacred altar, and swore to be husband and wife under the witness of the insects of the entire galaxy.

    Mir's face was flushed, and his blue eyes were full of shimmering light. After kissing the other party according to the procedure, He Yan couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek again. The pampering and liking in his eyes could not be hidden .

    This unconscious little action was captured by countless cameras and became an eternal classic.

    The wedding lasted all day, and the two worms took off their gorgeous dresses that night and couldn't wait to embark on a honeymoon trip.

    "Where do you want to go first?"

    "With you here, I can go anywhere."

    In the vast sea of ​​stars, you are my destination.

    ——End of this article——

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    It's over, thank you for your company all the way o(^▽^)o love you, cute, chirping!

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