Chapter 202: The Adjutant's Infatuated Queen (8)
"Really," An Yang spread his hands, lowering his eyes to remove the disappointment in his eyes, "The battle has never paid attention to the process, and the result is the most important. I'm a little anxious, but I'm also trying to prove to you that I'm not a piece of waste. ”
"Heh, don't expect to be so soft, I will say good things about you by Min Haoxuan's side."
Hearing this, An Yang's body shook obviously. She was like a child who had done something wrong, and the index fingers of her hands were uneasy to match, "Why don't you think, I'm doing this to get your attention"
Psius seems to have heard the Arabian Nights, "What kind of tricks are you playing again"
It's not a matter of a day or two for the two of them to not deal with each other, not to mention that no one on the starship knows that the person An Yang likes is Min Haoxuan.
"I didn't play tricks," An Yang took a deep breath, and finally mustered up the courage to raise his head.
The dark golden pupils reflected the face of Psius, and under his surprised gaze, Anyang suddenly tiptoed, and his lips touched the slightly cool and soft place of Psius.
"Bang Bang"
Psyus heard his heartbeat and beat twice irregularly.
He pushed An Yang away, his constricted pupils full of shock. This bold woman only teased him yesterday, and today she dares to kiss him
"Ding-dong."
In the middle of the four eyes, the communicator on An Yang's wrist suddenly jumped out forcefully, and a soft and crying voice came out.
"Darling, why didn't you call me last night, I don't think you fell asleep when you thought about it"
Psyus stiffly lowered his head, and on the disc that the communicator opened, he saw a blonde man popping up. The other party's fair skin was as bright as snow, and a pair of light blue eyes were full of grievances.
"Su Yan, you wait for me" Psius's anger burst out instantly, he raised his hand and wiped his lips fiercely, and his eyes surged with angry red light.
System: The scene was awkward at one point.
System: Host, don't you catch up with it, and the misunderstanding will be deeper.
Anyang: I'm not interested.
She raised her arm and stared curiously at the little figure that appeared on the communicator. The other party's well-proportioned figure can be called the darling of the creator, blonde hair and blue eyes, and the loose nightgown seems to be deliberately pulled down in half, seducing An Yang's sight.
"Wow, didn't I show up at the wrong time" The blonde man bit his lower lip embarrassedly, "That man is so fierce, why is he yelling at you." ”
"Maybe menopause has arrived," An Yang searched around his mind before finding this person's information, "I'm sorry, Elijah, I forgot about this yesterday." ”
"Darling is hard, I know it," Elijah looked up, and looked at Anyang's eyes soaked with tenderness, "I'm worried that something will happen to you." ”
With his arms outstretched, his long eyelashes fluttering up and down with the flutter of his eyes, like butterflies about to flutter, "Darling, you lean over a little." ”
An Yang raised his lips slightly, revealing a smile. She leaned her face over and felt the virtual figure hold her hand in her jaw, and a gentle kiss was lightly imprinted on the side of her face.
"Your Majesty, I miss you so much."
Obviously, he took the initiative to kiss Anyang, but Elijah's face turned red as a tomato, and he looked very shyly like a little daughter-in-law who had just married into the door.
Anyang: Elijah is so cute, and it fits my definition of a little milk dog.
System: With all due respect, he appeared at the right time, I don't think it's a coincidence.
Thinking of the way the mission target looked just now, the system said that it was so anxious that it wanted to bite the handkerchief, and even with Elijah's angelic face, a demon's little tail appeared in its eyes.