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The man’s figure is not only taller than his little partner, but also a circle. At the moment, the little partner is holding his head in his arms like a dog, but he dare not move-let the other party rub his meticulous hair. .

By the way, it is difficult to suppress the heart, restore the usual dignified appearance, and embrace the young man who brought him a new life.

"Thank you." Feng Ting murmured, lowering his head religiously and kissing Wen Qiuxing's flat stomach.

In the near future, a cute baby will soon be welcomed between them.

"You're welcome." The youth blurted out.

The two were silent, and looked at each other for two seconds, then both smirked and looked away casually.

"Seriously," Wen Qiuxing woke up with a lazy eyebrow, sitting there stretched out: "Did you cry just now?"

Feng Ting looked at the intelligent control panel and chuckled softly.

"Do not say pull down." Wen Qiuxing did not ask.

A few minutes later, the airship returned to Elio Manor and landed directly on an open space in front of their small building.

This time the court extended his hands to his little partner again, and the expression on the other person's face finally no longer contained impatience, but thumped on him cheerfully.

Not only that, but also took a bite of his ear playfully...

When loosened, Feng Ting clearly felt a moist and warm touch across his ear.

What is self-evident...

The man who had originally planned to release his little partner from the airship and let go of his hand.

In this way, he took the opponent back into the small building, went up to the bedroom on the second floor, carefully placed the person on the soft bed, and then retreated to the bed, half kneeling to remove the shoes and socks for the youth.

"Dirty." Wen Qiuxing yawned, twisting his toes in front of Will carelessly.

It was stained with some sand brought back from the beach, but was not wiped clean when wearing shoes.

"You wait." Feng Ting suddenly stood up and turned into the bathroom, not knowing what to do.

Wen Qiuxing sat for a while, got up and changed his clothes, and changed into a comfortable nightgown. When he hummed the Divine Comedy and was going to wash jio, he saw Will walk out with a basin of water.

by……

Won't it be what he thought?

Excellent!

The eyes of the earth are almost gone.

"Are you here?" Wen Qiuxing stepped with his arms: "It's just a few steps."

"Sit down." Feng Ting pulled the person who wanted to go.

"You...okay." Wen Qiuxing struggled and sat down beside the bed, pulling up the pants by himself.

"I'll be fine, Qiuqiu." The court banished Wen Qiuxing's movements, and he took the responsibility.

This is nothing.

In fact, after being accepted by Wen Qiuxing at the beach, the court always wanted to do something to appease his helpless, depressed mood.

Ten months is so long, full of uncertain factors.

Feng Ting frowned, remembering that he simply couldn't accompany his little partner, and greet the arrival of the baby with the other party.

During this ten-month period, the young partner may encounter various difficulties.

When the Six Gods have no Lord, they may not even have room for personal consultation.

Every time he thought about this, Feng Ting felt his heart twitch.

Heartbroken.

"Okay..." The feet were held and placed in the warm water basin.

Wen Qiu was awake and watched a handsome man in formal attentively help him wash jio, and he was particularly happy.

Not that he said that this honor is really enough for him to blow his whole life.

"Is this comfortable?" Feng Ting not only cleaned, but also lightly pressed the soles of his feet. The technique was stupid and gentle, and he was not intimate.

"It's okay." Wen Qiu Xing narrowed his eyes and moved his toes: "It's not comfortable to roll sheets with you."

The man froze for a while, shaking his shoulders and laughing lowly: "You are right, there is no comparability." He agrees, and deeply loves the amazing mouth of the little partner's usual saying.

Although the words he said sometimes broke his heart, but the words he said sometimes killed him as sweet as honey.

But still mostly sweet, he believes that the young man's phrase "I will welcome you when you come back" is not a lie to tease him.

It's true.

In the evening of the same day, Bruce sent out some clothing styles for them to choose.

Said to be prepared for the berry festival ball the day after tomorrow.

The Berry Festival is a traditional festival handed down in ancient times.

The original intention was to celebrate the bumper harvest.

It is said that this festival has added some other meanings.

For example, to increase the opportunities for unmarried young men and women.

The festival usually lasts about three days.

On the first day, young men and women picked a place to go to the dance party. On the second day, the ambiguous people who hooked up with them went to the streets to revel.

If unfortunately did not succeed on the base, then this festival is over.

The folk customs of the interstellar people are so tough.

"Isn't the Berry Festival the day after tomorrow, isn't Count Elliot's blind date meeting?"

Wen Qiuxing finished his supper and lazily leaned on the sofa to choose a style.

With a cup of milky sweet soup in his hand, Wilfell had to force him to drink, saying that it would improve immunity.

To put it bluntly, it is Ann, fetus and medicine.

It has a weird smell and it's especially sweet.

Wen Qiuxing didn't like the smell. He drank so much from the corner of his mouth that he was irresistible. He even wanted to dump the sweet soup while Will was not paying attention.

But the man was monitoring him for 24 hours like a monitor, not to mention dumping the sweet soup, even if a drop appeared in the corner of his mouth, the terrible alien would wipe him off with a tissue in time.

"Well." The court also received a message from Bruce, but he didn't read it now, and he didn't want to read it: "Since it's Elio blind date, we don't grab his limelight."

This means that the dress does not have to be so detailed.

A deeper meaning is that they both look better than Elio.

There is no doubt.

Wen Qiuxing looked at the subject and touched his chin thoughtfully.

How to say, according to his observations, Will seems to have little respect for Elliot Earl, even if he just calls his name from the back, and gives people the feeling of treating Elliot as a junior... …

Even when facing the princess, his mysterious object can always hold the audience quietly.

People have to think deeply.

What is his father?

Of course, what I said was not fart.

Wen Qiuxing said that if he could not inquire, he would not inquire. According to Will's tight attitude towards him, if he could tell him, he would have told him.

There is only one explanation for choosing to hide it.

The truth is proposition.

"Oh, let's choose a suit," Wen Qiuxing said, and then looked at the remaining half of the sweet soup, trying to die.

To be honest, the same thing is in vain, he would rather drink it if he drinks it...

I'm sorry he was dirty.

Withdraw the previous article.

Wen Qiuxing casually ordered an unremarkable ordinary dress among many styles and told Bruce that he and Will both wanted this style.

Bruce: Mr. Wen and Mr. Will have a really good relationship.

Bruce thought sincerely: I hope the Earl will meet true love on the Berry Festival.

Wen Qiuxing replied: Certainly.

According to the customs of your country, it is estimated that there will be several true loves in the future.

All in all, according to online statistics, before the age of fifty, people's desire for partners is not very strong.

To put it plainly, it is the set of thirty like wolves and forty like tigers on the earth.

It's just that the age here will be raised a bit.

Calculated in this way, the people here do not have any need for their partners in their twenties.

Wen Qiu was awake to Buddha. After all, he was like this when he was twenty, not too much once a day.

In the wolf-like years since then, what will Will do?

On your own?

Tianmaxing thought about these problems, and the sweet soup in his hand was almost cold.

"Can I..." Before the dumping was finished, the court took the cup in his hand, got up and walked to the table, and turned on a food heater that Bruce had sent him specially for him.

Heat the sweet soup in five seconds.

"Here." The court handed the cup to the little partner.

The cup made of special materials is not hot at all, Wen Qiuxing took it, paused, leaned on the other side: "Will, help me take a sip."

Dulele is not as good as Lele. He also tells Will to taste heaven, oh no, the taste of sweet soup.

"I don't drink, this is for you." Feng Ting said seriously.

"Huh." Wen Qiuxing rolled his eyes and continued to flicker: "Then I kiss you, do you take a sip?"

The court shook his head.

"I mean kiss here." Wen Qiuxing's fingers nodded at the unspeakable position of his partner.

Mr. Alien's body was stiff and he couldn't help swallowing his throat, and the whole person tensed with naked eyes.

No, there is a clear picture in my mind...

"I don't want to..." Aristocratic men struggled to death, trying to maintain an elegant posture.

"Kiss you out." Wen Qiuxing aggravated the weight and waved his hand again.

"That line." Feng Ting clenched his fist beside him, leaning back: "You honor your promise first."

What? ?

The face of the earth is dumbfounded.

There is a kind of person who is very pure before marriage, and has a sense of being deceived suddenly after marriage?

"Just a joke, don't take it seriously." Feng Ting saw him silent and stood up straight, explaining.

"Speak words." Wen Qiuxing pushed him back, slid under the sofa, and began to discourage him.

"Autumn Qiu..." The man was caught off guard again, trying to stop the young man's behavior, but suddenly found that the inscrutable evil in his heart was rolling shamelessly!

Clearly full of expectations.

Ok...you can't be a gentleman in your heart.

You are just an ordinary man.

Feng Ting covered his eyes and thought, giving up struggling.

In front of this kind of thing, oh no, in front of anything related to his little partner, he couldn't refuse it.

Wen Qiuxing's movements were too fast, and he had already served the main course quickly before the vassal restored his reason to stop him.

The court: ...

Feng Ting gritted his teeth and grabbed the sofa cushion beside him, not daring to touch his little partner with his hand, because his hand was too strong.

He was afraid that if he had a bad control, he would hurt Wen Qiuxing.

It didn't take long in all, at least Wen Qiuxing didn't start to feel tired, the other party had... aura.

Wit as he grabbed a tissue in the air.

Then took a glass of water from the table and gulped, spit it out and it was done.

"Drink fast." The bowl of sweet soup passed over.

Feng Ting sat there dumbly, with a blank expression on his face, and he hadn't returned from a trip to heaven.

"..." Wen Qiuxing waited for a while with his face unbearable.

The man's gloomy eyes finally returned to focus and projected on the little partner's extraordinarily beautiful Li's face.

The corner of the mouth can be seen tossed...

Seeing that Feng Ting's heart was stagnant, he felt that he would die of heart disease sooner or later if he went on like this.

"Drink fast." Wen Qiu wakes up to his mouth.

"Hmm..." He removed his eyes and took a cup of sweet soup with an unstable hand, but was immediately poisoned by the sweetness of the sweet soup to his taste buds. He felt that he could not drink such a thing at all.

Feng Ting blinked, and put the sweet soup with his mouth close to his little partner's mouth, and fed it into the other's mouth at a speed that could not cover his ears, forcibly feeding it.

"Hmm..." Wen Qiuxing's eyes widened, and there was a burning fire inside!

Fuck!

Will actually set him up, rely on!

But the sweet liquid had flowed into the stomach along the throat, and the unscrupulous partner even took the opportunity to kiss.

"——"

Wen Qiuxing pushed Will away and hit him with a fist: "Routine me! You scum!"

The fist hit in the past, no pain or itching at all, and Feng Ting let the little partner vent with the same expression, and even took the initiative to move up and let the thick place out, so as not to hit the hard bones, the little partner’s hand would pain.

"I'm going to you!" Wen Qiuxing stood up and kicked again, and the entire popularity exploded!

"It's too sweet." Feng Ting whispered, grinning.

"Ha! Am I not sweet?" Wen Qiuxing sneered, turned around and entered the bedroom vigorously.

In this way everyone happily forgot the cup of sweet soup.

Feng Ting was absent-minded in the living room, his whole body exudes relaxation after being loved by his little partner.

Then he raised his hand to send a message to Bruce, telling Bruce that his sweet little partner didn't eat sweet, and sent a bowl of tasteless next time.

Bruce was shocked.

According to the results he found, most pregnant people like to eat sweet things.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Will's partner didn't like it.

That was indeed his dereliction of duty.

By the way, confirm that these two handsome and noble husbands really want to wear those two plain dresses on the Berry Festival?

"Mediocre?" Feng Ting raised an eyebrow and reminded Bruce: "I think it's not bad. Isn't the protagonist that day?"

Bruce suddenly realized that Mr. Will really deserved to be a comprehensive person. He was happy to entertain such guests with B numbers!

For the thirty-nine-year-old earl in their family, Bruce nodded conscientiously: "It is indeed very good, then it is so decided."

Hand-made items, such as clothing, no longer exist in this age of technological development.

Even if it's expensive, it's so staggering.

Except for some old antique aristocrats who will continue to use expensive hand-made works in order to maintain their tone, most people will choose quick and convenient machine-made products.

In fact, as long as the materials are used to make money, machine manufacturing will be more refined than manual manufacturing, which is an indisputable fact.

Obviously, AI services have replaced manual services.

Inevitably, there will be a situation in the society, the rich are richer, and the poor will be poorer.

Because the resources are in the hands of the superiors, even if the civilians at the bottom try their best to work hard, they cannot become the upstarts of this era.

Crossing classes through marriage and marriage... Probably the only promising way.

But it is not as simple as imagined.

At least the day after tomorrow, the girls who will come to the Elio Manor to participate in the ball will know how many noble girls they want to compete for the title of Countess Elliot.

It is hard to tell whether it is good or bad. The girls of the first protagonist live a very comfortable life and are well received by the courtesy of the country. This leads to a lack of fighting spirit in them.

In recent years, the number of women who have gone hand in hand with men in various fields has decreased significantly.

It seems that Princess Kou Yin who has been on the battlefield is somewhat different, but unfortunately she is not liked by the circle of ladies in the main city.

Fortunately, Earl Elio was arrogant enough, not only created countless wealth for the family at a young age, but also so handsome and charming.

It is not a blow to win the top spot in the list of ideal marriage partners for seven years. Since Princess Coyne announced on her social network, this year's Berry Festival will hold a dance party at Elio Manor, and there is an uproar on the Internet!

Has the treasure boy Earl Elio finally got married? !

So what are you waiting for, hurry up and customize the beautiful dress!

For a time, orders for dress-making stores in the main city were flying all over the place, but it was too busy!

Bruce complained that two sets of dresses that could be ordered in half a day, and waited a full day and a half!

"They even dared to count on the process of the count's public dance, how is it possible."

"Our Earl and Her Royal Highness are not the kind of inferior nobles who are flattering."

"Say that our high princess is a spicy chicken of the imperial royal family. You are either stupid or bad."

"Forget it, the distinguished Elio family is simply taking the initiative to stay away from the king city!"

"A group of stupid guys, don't know what kind of water life is living in Wangcheng!"

"The big nobles inside lived with their heads in mind, and I Bruce told you these little suffocations responsibly."

The above is Bruce's complaint in private after he glimpsed the netizens' hot comments about their count.

The nobles in the main city have more or less a common fault and high profile.

In order to get the love of the people, or to satisfy the twisted mentality that is sought after, many nobles like to disclose their activities.

Dance, dinner, travel, various festival scenes.

Sometimes even private moments of life are outrageous.

According to the data, the civilians and even the merchants with little savings all like to spy on the high life of the nobles.

The number of civilians and businessmen of the first main star accounts for 98% of the total population of the planet.

The remaining 2% are nobles.

The aristocracy that merges beauty and wealth is less than 0.5%.

In other words, as long as you have the identity of a noble and have a good face, you can become a top netizen with a lot of traffic, and use this to gain more wealth.

The youth of the earth who thought about selling spicy hot to maintain life half a month ago did not know that from the moment he got the lucky number, his life would be completely changed.

This is probably the mystery of life.

You can never think of what kind of turning point will happen in your future.

It is impossible to sell spicy hot nowadays. For the purpose of prenatal education, classmate Wen has changed the foul language that he said for more than 20 years.

Wen Qiuxing:? ? ?

This turning point in life can really be described by turning points?

At noon on the berry festival, Bruce sent two dresses and some accessories.

"The two gentlemen are really sorry." Bruce bowed. "These two days coincided with the Berry Festival. There were too many orders in the dress-making store. I'm so sorry to bother the two."

Wen Qiuxing waved his hand: "Will and I just made soy sauce at the ball, you don't have to be too careful."

In other words, Bruce thought that the feelings of the two are like glue, and it is just diagnosed that there is a baby, and they will be together for years or even decades without accident.

So they really don't need to express their excellence excessively.

After the busy Bruce had left, Wen Qiuxing's expression was a little dazed, and he scratched his head, beeping: "I'm not going to dance. I'm going to a fart party?"

And... his hair hasn't been treated for half a month, right now it's a little bit unnerving.

The ball is about to start at 8 p.m. He can't go out to find Mr. Tony by airship now? ?

"It's okay." Feng Ting said, put down the dress box in his hand, rolled up the white sleeves, and stretched out his palm to the little partner: "You are so smart, maybe you can just jump once."

This bowl of puzzled earthmen decisively dried up.

He put his hand in the thick and warm palm of his man, and let the other person carefully grab his waist, not so much to teach him to dance, but to show him the excellent dance skills.

"You dance really well." Wen Qiu was convinced that even if he knew nothing about social dance, he could feel that the men dancing with him were not generally smooth and charming in pace.

He bet on a chrysanthemum that hasn’t eaten cucumber in five days.

Is the real Will actually a party maniac?

"Then do you like it?" Feng Ting hugged his little partner more tightly, which would inevitably make the two of them stick together.

Wen Qiuxing's mind suddenly sounded a magic divine song, rubbing and rubbing~

Simply... poisonous.

He played a small video in his brain, and he forgot to answer each other's questions.

Coquettish unsuccessful man, open his mouth and nibble.

"Do you like it?"

Wen Qiu sighed and recovered, biting back: "You really owe it."

...

He didn't even remember what he learned later.

Should I lift my left foot or my right foot... Sorry, I didn't study it seriously.

In the end, the stunned student Wen Wen only remembered that he was fiercely fighting with Will, and it was hard to separate.

Two giant guns almost wiped the gun and went off fire.

Although using this word to describe myself is shameless.

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