The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 80 Solans's Pressure

"Rest...rest here?"

Saint Anlan was shocked when he heard this. How could So...Lance say such a thing?

She looked a little flustered, not knowing how to respond to such a statement.

It took a long time to utter an ordinary sentence, as if my tongue was tied.

Solans bent down and looked at the panicked person in front of him, his eyebrows curved and his words became more gentle: "Princess, are you not welcome?"

Saint Anlan's throat tightened and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

Compared to direct physical contact, she was more afraid of meeting a pair of affectionate and focused eyes, which were like an invisible whirlpool, sucking people into the depths of their souls.

The distance between them suddenly became much closer.

This is a kind of ambiguity that does not need to be stated explicitly, and a kind of love that does not need to be made clear is passed between the two people.

The look was filled with sparks, burning Saint Anlan's eyes.

She could only lower her head and avoid him temporarily. After a long pause, she finally spoke, "The Star Palace welcomes you. If you want to sleep here, I... will ask someone to..."

"Princess, are you trying to chase me away?" Solans's eyes were still seductive, but there was a hint of tenderness in his words.

The other person's gaze was too scorching and she couldn't avoid it at all, but she had to dodge.

In this pair, Saint Anlan felt that he fell in love.

She wasn't fully prepared for such a passionate and deep affection.

But this question added a bit of questioning, and Sheng Anlan had to clarify and explain: "I... didn't mean that, it's just that you..."

She was halfway through her words and didn't know how to continue.

Should I tell him that it was just too sudden for you?

Saint Anlan admitted that he loved beautiful women, otherwise he would not have burned incense before traveling through time, praying to meet more handsome men.

But such initiative made her feel a little at a loss.

There was something different in the other person's eyes, and she felt that she couldn't accept it so directly.

"Just what?"

Realizing that the other party was avoiding his gaze, Solans narrowed his gaze a little and began to lift up the other party's clothes.

Without that burning gaze, Sheng Anlan felt a lot less pressure and relaxed.

However, before she could come up with an excuse to resolve the "crisis" in front of her, she felt a warm and broad palm moving on her skin.

She couldn't help but yelled, "Solans, you..."

Solans heard the other party's surprise, but did not let go. He put his head closer and said in a soft and seductive voice: "Princess, it's been a long time since you summoned someone to sleep with you. How about being with me tonight?"

Saint Anlan raised her eyebrows. Since returning from Youlan Star, Solans had actually asked her about this several times, and she had always found excuses to avoid the question.

Solance hadn't asked any questions in the past few days, and Saint Anlan thought he understood what he meant, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Unexpectedly, the old matter was brought up again at this moment.

Sheng Anlan smiled awkwardly for a moment and made up an excuse: "Well... I'm not feeling well today, how about..."

He was halfway through the conversation, and any normal person could understand, let alone the always considerate Solans.

Saint Anlan knew that he was always gentle and would not make things difficult for others, so he spoke half-heartedly.

Unexpectedly, this time Solans acted as if he didn't hear it, "What else?" When Saint Anlan heard this, he felt split in half in his heart, wondering if he really didn't know or was he pretending not to know.

She made her words so clear. How could he, who was so smart, not understand what she meant?

Saint Anlan was surprised for a moment, then he calmed down and said with difficulty, "How about another day?"

Solans didn't change much after hearing this, and he didn't retract his hand. He just followed her words and said, "Princess, what's wrong with you? I'll call a doctor right away."

What's wrong with her?

It was just an excuse. Hearing that, he quickly said, "No need. I can find a doctor to take a look myself."

Solans's hand went down from Saint Anlan's collarbone, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The princess is ill, it is better for Lance to accompany her to see the doctor on the spot, so that I can take better care of the princess."

Sheng Anlan swallowed hard, feeling a little guilty. "I just feel a little weak. It's nothing serious. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Solans's hand touched the cold skin under his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He said, "It just so happens that the farm just donated some nourishing mountain roots. I will ask someone to boil them for the princess to nourish her body."

When Sheng Anlan heard this, she was stunned. She felt like she couldn't escape the other party's control no matter what she said.

She smiled wryly: "When did the farm deliver the roots?"

"They've been delivering it these days. It's a nourishing drink for the root of the nose. If Princess drinks it today, maybe she'll get pregnant with our cub."

Saint Anlan: “!”

Why is this getting more and more outrageous? It's even...it's even getting to the point of getting pregnant.

"This……"

Sheng Anlan was still thinking about how to refuse, but this time Solans didn't let her continue. Instead, he said meaningfully, "Princess, you said so much, don't you want me to stay?"

Upon hearing this, Saint Anlan could only force a smile: "That's not what I meant."

"Since the princess didn't mean that, I misunderstood."

After saying that, he leaned over and held Saint Anlan in his arms. He walked forward step by step, put Saint Anlan on the bed, and moved closer to her. "It's getting late. I'll accompany the princess to rest."

The warm and moist air spread from the tips of her ears to her neck. Sheng Anlan felt herself getting redder and redder. She reached out her hand to push it away, but the other person grabbed her hand tightly and then lifted it up.

A lazy, low voice mixed with tenderness came from above her head: "Princess, don't be so nervous. I am your beastly husband."

Saint Anlan blushed when he heard this. Why did Solans say such inappropriate things?

……

In the end, Saint Anlan failed to refuse. Solans was as gentle as ever, and it was always comfortable to be with him.

It was not until late at night that she fell into a drowsy sleep.

Solans looked at the person sleeping soundly beside him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Today was an accident. He didn't expect her to come back, and he didn't expect that she also had feelings for him.

If a woman is like this, what else can a husband ask for?
The bright white moonlight shines into the room through the nano window, as if coated with a layer of soft light, and is reflected on the jade-like figure on the bed, making her look even more charming and attractive.

Solans looked at her quietly for a long time, then leaned over and kissed the porcelain-white forehead in front of him.

When he stood up again, he brushed aside the hair that had fallen on the back of his neck, revealing the extremely clear mark, and his eyes darkened.

The mental power level has become S4, it seems that his guess is true.

It seems that he must prepare as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)