Male bug he is the male Durban roll king

The registration went smoothly. Faovilla had prepared all the asset documents long ago, and transferred them to Muye according to the instructions of the staff.

This is something that every female king and female servant has to do, no matter what their identity was in the past, now there is only one—the property of the male, so all the wealth must be handed over to the male master.

The Zerg race does not have the custom of holding weddings, except when the Zerg Emperor marries the Queen.After the registration was completed, Makino planned to take Faovera back to the deserted star.

He really wanted to do one, but it happened in a hurry, and it was obviously too late to prepare now, so it's better to make serious preparations later when he has time.

On the way here, Makino had already passed the admiral's physical information to Butler No. [-], asking him to purchase custom-made clothes and send them back to Desolate Star. At this time, those clothes and various utensils had been stored by Robot No. [-]. up.

Of course, he would not ignore such small details.

So when Faovilla said that he had nothing to pack, Makino directly took him on the spaceship and returned.

He can't wait!

Although this is his private spaceship, the internal facilities are very complete, and it is similar to a hotel, but how can the wedding night be spent on the spaceship, it is too hasty!

At the beginning, Makino kept looking at Faovera secretly, but suddenly remembered that the two of them were already a legal couple with a certificate.

In an instant, he became confident, his eyes were unscrupulous and explicit.

Fauvila frowned indistinctly, held back the resentment in his heart, walked up to Makino and lowered his head, and said in a submissive tone, "Does the hero want to rest? Please allow me to serve you to change clothes."

As he spoke, he put his hand on Makino's collar and began to unbutton it.

From Makino's point of view, he could only see the other party's frizzy hair, which was fluffy and fluffy. It should feel good to the touch.

As if tempted, he put his hand on the top of Faovera's head and pressed it.The other party paused for unbuttoning, then continued in silence.

After taking off the jacket, the next thing is the shirt inside.

Faovera's slightly cold fingers touched Makino's skin, he trembled, he came back to his senses, quickly grabbed the other's hand, and stammered: "No, no, I will do it myself."

After finishing speaking, he ran into the bathroom, leaving the admiral alone in the bedroom.

Makino turned on the faucet and washed his face with ice water a few times before leaning on the sink to look at himself in the mirror, his cheeks flushed, his eyes wandering, shy and turbulent.

Although he has a lot of thoughts in his mind, he is a typical giant in thinking and a dwarf in action.

Faovera suddenly, abruptly made such an intimate gesture...his heart was beating faster than raindrops could fall.

He scooped up another handful of ice water and patted his face, trying to pat off some of the rosiness on his face, then opened the bathroom door and poked his head out, "Well... I'll wash up first, and you can wash after I'm done. quickly."

Then, without waiting for the other party's response, he swished his head back again.

Listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom, Faovera lowered her head and twirled her fingers, laughing silently.

He really couldn't understand this male worm, Makino.

The way he looked at himself was so explicit, Fauvela knew that such a day would come, and since she was married to a male, this was something she couldn't avoid.

So he was like a normal female monarch, waiting for the other party to undress and wash.As he expected, Makino enjoyed all of this.

But he never expected that he ran away in the middle of the process.

Faovera didn't miss the other party's flushed face and dodging eyes.

Is this shy?

At the very beginning, Makino said that he was misogynistic, and he did not pretend to speak in the face of all the females who showed interest. He even once scolded and cried a sub-female who pursued him, saying that the other party was overconfident and disgusted him.

But since seeing him, the prince's behavior is not the same as before, too enthusiastic, and his eyes are too obsessed.

Even if it is necessary to keep his life alive, it is not necessary to exchange it with an S-rank male son to act infatuated.Even if Makino beat and scolded him arbitrarily, not a single worm would feel wronged.

But it is impossible for Faovera to believe that Makino is really what he said, love at first sight.

it is ridiculous.

He didn't believe it at all.

The sound of pushing the door interrupted his thoughts. He looked up and saw that the other party came out wearing pajamas and wiping half-dried hair.Perhaps because of the heat, his face was still slightly reddish.

He said to him, "I've finished washing, you can go."

After speaking, he walked to a chair beside him and brushed his hair silently.

Faovera nodded in response. Since the other party didn't ask him to brush his hair, he was also happy.He stepped into the bathroom, and felt a scorching gaze from behind.

Faovera closed the door and gave a silent sneer.

The bathroom was still filled with warm water vapor, and there was a sweet smell of caramel in it. It was also on Makino's body just now, but it was very weak. He thought it was the smell of shower gel.

But when he squeezed out the shower gel, he realized that it was odorless. Could this sweet smell be Makino's pheromone?

It's too sweet too...

No wonder his throbbing brain felt much relieved.

If pheromones are not deliberately controlled, they will only be emitted by themselves when they are emotional.

The smell was so strong here that it didn't dissipate even after Faovera had finished her bath.

Just undressing, are you so excited?

After taking a shower, he dried himself off and was about to change into his pajamas when he suddenly realized that he hadn't brought them and was hesitating when there were several knocks on the door.

Then the door was pushed open, and a hand came in, holding a black pajamas.

Makino's gentle voice sounded: "Sorry, I forgot to give it to you just now."

Faovilla took the clothes, "Thank you, Lord."

I don't know if it's because the steam in the bathroom is too heavy, or because of his delusion, Makino always feels that there is a little hoarseness in Faovera's voice, which is low, which makes him confused after he finally calmed down.

Makino kept taking deep breaths, driving away all the imaginary images in his mind.

During the day, he was bold and fanatical, and even performed such a social operation as kneeling down to give flowers, but now he became inexplicably shy, as if he had just realized what he really wanted to do after marrying Faovera.

Thanks to xp, he had never even touched someone else's hand in his previous life, and now that the end of the world has come, the little theoretical knowledge in his mind has stopped at the ones he had read in peaceful times, and has never increased.

What he had thought before was quite beautiful, the wedding night was so beautiful, but when he suddenly realized that he wanted to see the real chapter, Makino panicked.

Don't panic, he can't do anything.

As soon as Faovera came out after changing her clothes, she was surrounded by the smell of caramel, which was much stronger than the smell in the bathroom.

Makino himself didn't notice that males are not as sensitive to their own pheromones, no more than females.

He was immersed in messy fantasies, only vaguely felt the fragrance in the room, and didn't think about pheromones at all.

Seeing that Faovera had finished washing, he calmly invited him to go to bed together, under the quilt for pure chatting.

Makino felt that he acted seamlessly, very much like a gentleman.

Little did he know that the sweet smell in the room would have exposed him long ago.

Pressed by Faovera, the idea that the other party really liked him popped up again.

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.

He pursed his lips, intending to test Makino.

The other party was already lying on the bed, and was staring at him intently.

Faovera walked to the bed and stood still, raised one hand and began to unbutton the pajamas, his speed was deliberately slow, and he only unbuttoned one in a few seconds, and said slowly: "My lord, please Enjoy."

Makino watched helplessly as the admiral's hand slid across his collarbone. In contrast to the black fabric, his skin was whiter than snow. As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, his chest was half covered.

Blood rushed to Makino's face.

Makino:! !

Makino: I'm not ready yet!

He almost scrambled up from the bed, pulled Faovilla's clothes back up with his hands, and almost bit his tongue when he was about to speak, "What are you doing!"

"No, don't be in such a hurry." Makino took a quick breath, "Wait back to Huang Xing's house."

His face was flushed, but his eyes were sincere, "I don't want our first time to be on such a simple spaceship."

The body's reaction couldn't be faked. At this moment, the aroma of caramel that hit his face almost made Faovera tired of it. He was almost sure that the other party was indeed attracted to him.

Makino helped him re-button it, but Faovera could clearly see that there was an indescribable regret in the other's eyes.

For the first time, Faovera took a good look at the male's face.He is undoubtedly beautiful, unlike other males who are delicate and noble. Makino's facial features are distinct, his eyes are deep, and his carefully groomed white hair hangs by his ears. When his face is expressionless, there is a sense of superior indifference.

When he looked straight over, his golden and green eyes were not warm at all, and he looked like a prince indeed.

But when he faced himself, his eyes were soft, fiery, and sticky, and his face was always flushed with blood. I don't know if it was because of excitement or shyness.

His lips are thin, but they are very red, and they are pursed at every turn, drawing Faovera's attention.

Faovilla suddenly remembered that in the videos posted on Xingwang in the past, Makino had indifferent expressions and sharp eyes. No matter who he looked at, he looked like a servant of low status, and he never smiled.

But from the moment he saw this male, the corners of the male's mouth were always curved, slightly raised, showing the protagonist's good mood.

After fastening the buttons, Makino got back into the quilt again. He was a little embarrassed, but he still followed his truest thoughts, stared at Faovilla's face that fascinated him, cleared his throat and said, "Time It's getting late, let's go to sleep."

Faowira restrained her thoughts and responded obediently, "Okay."

Makino's face turned red again, and he tried hard to maintain a natural expression and said, "Since we are both legal couples, it's normal to sleep with our arms around each other."

He stretched out his arms, intending to let Faovilla rest on them, but suddenly remembered his little petite figure, and quickly retracted his arms.

"You, your arms outstretched..."

The admiral followed suit with complicated eyes, and then Makino rolled to the left and rolled directly into Faovilla's arms.

His face was still very red, but he did some psychological construction for himself: just hug and sleep!There will be more intimate things to do in the future, get up!

I repeated this in my heart several times, and it really got better.

His face was pressed against Faovera's chest, and he could clearly feel the other's heartbeat. He laughed involuntarily, and pulled the other's arm around himself.

The thick skin that was comparable to a city wall went online again, and whispered: "I love you so much."

Faovera closed her eyes.

Again.

Whether it's true or not, this male is too good at talking.

The author says:

Makino: Only petites can enjoy it, love hugs, get!

Faovera: It's so sweet, it's so sweet;

(As an added note, Gong has golden-green eyes, white hair, and a wolf-tailed mullet head with two long braids at the end. Shou has dark brown broken hair and light blue eyes.)

(Gong Gao 175, Shou Gao 188. Simply because of homonyms, people/wife and me mean to send hair!)

Call for a cp name online, I can't think of it, damn it