Half of the throne is for you [future]

As usual...no, more calm and honest tone than usual.

Because of her words, Li Zhuonan's expression was a little stiff, everything around him seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly: "You really ate that person, why?"

There was only a buzzing sound in my ears, and Ao Yin's answer came from far away: "There is no reason, I am just happy. Just like the attitude towards you, you are living well now, which makes me feel very good..."

"Would it make you happier to die one day? Would you let me do that?" Li Zhuonan walked sideways to her left, not wanting to stay in the oppressive room.

Reflexively, Ao Yin raised her hand and clasped her shoulder, forcefully preventing the humans from leaving, but the answer she gave was full of uncertainty: "Probably, where are you going!"

"Turn around, anyway, you're fine again, by the way, Garcia really wants to see you, go and comfort the fans." Li Zhuonan walked on the same spot unconsciously, and found that he hadn't moved forward, turned around in a daze and suddenly raised his head Voice, "Let go of me!"

Ao Yin forced her to turn around and look directly at her, her pupils were deep and almost black, and she warned word by word: "You'd better give up those stupid thoughts..." For example, a piece of arm was eaten by Poika.

what?

Li Zhuonan's shirt was pierced by her sharp nails and directly touched the skin. Although there was no blood, but that forbearable power came from the junction!

Li Zhuonan, who ate three meals on time, only recovered her weight to a normal level after so long. Ao Yin picked her up with a little force, supported her waist with one hand, and easily pressed her arms behind her back. A posture that is not easy to resist.

"Take you away from the laboratory of the scientific research institute... Now, from that moment on, you belong to me." Ao Yin with a cold smile enjoys the feeling of being in control, and the subtle struggles of human beings are important to her. Just kidding.

Li Zhuonan was forced to expose the most vulnerable neck, his pupils slowly shrank, and Ao Yin's shining canine teeth were reflected in his eyes: "Hey... um!"

Ao Yin bit her throat accurately and ferociously, and blocked the source of all the sounds!

The constant buzzing in Li Zhuonan's ears disappeared in an instant, only the gurgling sound of blood gushing out of her throat, flowing into Ao Yin's mouth, and her vitality disappeared at the same time.

However, everything is just her illusion.

Ao Yin was able to precisely control her strength to such an extent!Restraining the appetite left only tooth marks, not even the thin skin was scratched.

While Li Zhuonan was trembling with fear, the Duke spoke softly in a whisper: "The Night Clan is the most unscrupulous race in the universe, and I don't know how to follow any rules. Don't get hopeful. But..."

"...Xing Xing." Ao Yin moved away from her throat, and lowered her head against her shoulder, "There will be."

……

Almost being eaten alive brought Li Zhuonan a deep sense of fear, although she didn't suffer any injuries, but it just made her very unhappy, she tried every means and even pretended to be sick to avoid Ao Yin.

But now humans actually regret it a bit, because until Ao Yin left, neither of them said a word.

After leaving the inexplicable sentence "there will be stars", Ao Yin let go of her and left.

Li Zhuonan was left with a dazed and unexplained anger.

Doesn't this state look like a cold war?

But she doesn't seem to have any qualifications. After experiencing the apocalypse, she is not morally flawless. Although she has never done anything like snatching supplies from others, when she finds something at the same time, Li Zhuonan will still use her physical strength to grab it decisively.

She thought about it carefully, and the root cause of her anger might be that she regarded Ao Yin as a very good person.

The initial rescue, the aftercare, the maintenance in front of the person and the chat behind the person, not too much feeding but not starving... Li Zhuonan can easily remember the kindness from the outside world.

But just when Li Zhuonan believed that the other party's inner character was not bad, Lord Duke warned himself again and again not to regard her as a good person.

——Because I don't have many things in myself, I hope to see them in others.

However, the Ye Clan, who pinned Li Zhuonan's subconscious hopes, probably didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

Time passed day by day, but Ao Yin never showed up.

Li Zhuonan continued to live a peaceful life in the alien world, but after that incident, she felt that it would be better to express any dissatisfaction in her heart as soon as possible, so as not to leave regrets when parting.

……

The nature of the 9000-year celebration of Neville is equivalent to the New Year of the earth, and it is much more grand than the New Year.

In the afternoon, the interior of the temporary residence provided for the Duke and his subordinates of the Entertainment Department.

The drawing-room had been redecorated, with a great deal of flowers and some kind of plant with broad leaves, wet and dewy.

"Come on, wear this!" Garcia placed a hat made of broad-leaf plants on top of Li Zhuonan's head, "Do as the Romans do... Is that what humans say? People on this planet wear silver leaves when they celebrate, and they only harvest them in the new year." to the shelter."

In the open kitchen next to the living room, there is a large pot on the induction cooker, something is gurgling, and the liquid splashes out when it boils.

With a green hat on his head, Li Zhuonan walked to the big pot in the kitchen, glanced at the blue and green sticky mixed liquid inside, and silently covered the pot.

This is a special food eaten during New Year's Day on Neville Star and must be eaten before the sun goes down.The main method is to mix vegetables and meat together to cook dark dishes, and just add a little more salt when eating.

"I remember that people on Earth eat dumplings or glutinous rice balls to celebrate the New Year... Shall we prepare some dumplings and throw them into the pot for stewing together?" Garcia also wore a green hat, and happily lifted the lid of the pot again , using a large spoon to stir constantly, "Sure enough, I borrowed a room with a kitchen to cook dong carat by myself, which is more traditional..."

Forget it, this tradition.

And don't waste any more dumplings and glutinous rice balls, please!

Li Zhuonan twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the strangely colored big pot of vegetables, took three steps back, and hid in the corner: "I think you should follow the tradition, I can make dumplings and cook them separately."

"Really!" Garcia fell into a state of unconscious excitement a week before the celebration, full of interest in everything, "Then let's make food for the earth."

While speaking, Hong Lie, who was wearing a dark suit and wearing a particle sword, came in from the outside and looked around the empty living room: "I'm changing shifts, so I'll be back first."

Contrary to what the outside world imagined, the Entertainment Department is actually not very lively during the New Year, and it even looks a little deserted than usual because most of the attendants are on holiday.

After all, as the host, Ao Yin has to deal with the celebration matters every year and leaves the mansion, and the others are free to relax. Those who stay in the Duke's mansion can't help but put away their professionalism and enjoy the New Year's atmosphere, let alone Garcia, who is the entourage .

"Welcome, welcome." Garcia was in a good mood, and even Hong Lie, who was usually indifferent, was pleasing to the eye. "Do you want to eat?"

Hong Lie refused coldly, her expression was almost the same as usual, and she still looked like she was celebrating the Qingming Festival: "No need."

Garcia was a little frustrated, and continued to stir the unknown substances in the pot, then turned her head and asked Li Zhuonan: "Do you need any ingredients for dumplings and glutinous rice balls? I don't know if the earl here has prepared enough... eh? Captain of the personal guard, you haven't returned yet Is the room resting?"

Hong Lie untied the particle sword and put it on the edge of the coffee table, turned on the holographic projection of the TV in the living room, and said lightly when she sat down, still expressionless: "Dumplings..."

Li Zhuonan resignedly searched for flour in the cupboard...

It's been a long time since I cooked by myself, and I always eat ready-made food in the Duke's Mansion, and I don't know if her dumpling-making skills have deteriorated.

It seems that Neville's New Year's Eve dinner must be finished before the night comes?

Confirming that Garcia told her so before, Li Zhuonan speeded up the speed of gathering the ingredients.

The celebration starts from nightfall and will last until the sun rises the next day. At the beginning, there is a joint speech by the three princes. The main content is about 10 minutes of official routine nonsense. It will still be like this tomorrow." Yun Yun.

The content after that is much more interesting, and it is all entertainment content that common people like to hear and see.

The next day, civilians followed the tradition and took to the streets to celebrate with their relatives and friends.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with the Night Clan, they have no relatives, and they don't need friends.

Li Zhuonan rolled up his sleeves and suddenly realized that there was a person missing in the room. He looked at the captain of the personal guard who was disarmed so he was not so vicious, and raised his voice slightly: "Ao Yin..."

Hong Lie turned her head sharply, her blood-red pupils fixedly stared at her, full of murderous aura.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Li Zhuonan's forehead, and he quickly changed his words: "When will His Royal Highness Duke Aoyin finish his work? Oh, the food is almost ready."

"The celebration is over, and on the second day of the New Year, when the common people start celebrating by themselves, the work of the Entertainment Department will be completed." Hong Lie finally explained for the sake of the dumpling.

Outside the Earl's Mansion, outside the city, in the ancient battlefield that was rebuilt and revived, there was a faint noise of celebration.

I won't be back until then...

Li Zhuonan subconsciously looked out the window, only seeing the gradually dimming sky and the huge bright moon that appeared earlier.

Well, she'll just wait until then.

……

As a native of China, Li Zhuonan has almost zero skill points in making dumplings.

However, with her hard work, she still managed to make such a plate, but her clothes were also stained with flour, so she had to go back and change.

The living room is a bit far from her room, in order not to miss the upcoming Alien Spring Festival Gala, Li Zhuonan ran all the way there.

I don't know if the live broadcast on the holographic TV will capture Ao Yin's figure?

In the past, that person always ordered his subordinates to work with nothing to do, and then dangled in front of his eyes with nothing to do. Recently, he suddenly became busy, which made people really not used to it.

...Habits are really scary, not to mention Ao Yin's appearance is really too addictive.

Back in the room, Li Zhuonan rummaged through the wardrobe, not sure whether he should change into a more solemn dress for the occasion, patted the flour on his body and muttered: "Nevills seem to be used to dress more grandly, Garcia has changed into a small dress , but Hong Lie, who was born in the Ye Clan, is still dressed as a bodyguard, but Ao Yin has carefully dressed up, no, she changes new clothes every day..."

It was rare for Li Zhuonan to have delicate emotions, but unfortunately it didn't last for too long.

A masked figure quietly approached behind her, raised the needle in his hand, and stabbed the syringe full of anesthetic into the back!

Li Zhuonan swayed, wondering why his eyelids suddenly became heavy, but saw a silver mask with only eyes!

"Hehehe, the test object has finally been found... This time we will not repeat the failure of the colony star... Night Race? Celebration? All of us will be destroyed..."