You Que and Sang Ya's wedding was scheduled for mid-July. It was a coincidence or something, but that day was exactly the day when the Ma Lun family was exiled to the third-class star. Only the male insect was still alive, and the female insects were either sentenced to life imprisonment or shot, but it was hard to say whether it was more painful to die or to live in torture.
The Empire always "cherishes" the existence of male insects. Even if they have committed heinous crimes, they must be squeezed out of their last bit of value.
The guests drove into the gate and saw a beautiful fountain in the middle of the garden. The ground was covered with a red carpet and decorated with countless artificial roses on both sides, which made the white three-story villa even more beautiful. They secretly felt that it was worthy of being the marquis' residence bestowed by the Insect Emperor himself, and it was indeed magnificent.
Russell and Speaker Croney were standing at the door welcoming the guests, with smiles on their faces. Anyone could feel their joy. The guests came forward to congratulate them one after another, and the scene was very lively.
"Congratulations, Speaker Cronie. Now you don't have to worry about Sanya's marriage. If she didn't get married, it would have been fine. But when she got married, she married a pure-blooded male insect. We are all so envious of her."
"Lieutenant General Sanya is not bad either. He is young and has great potential!"
Speaker Croney kept a proper smile and said, "Thank you for your praise. Please come in. The drinks and pastries are ready."
At least half of the city's celebrities were invited to today's wedding banquet. Even Chief Harrington came in person to congratulate. No one else could have such a grand ceremony.
However, the guests downstairs were chatting for a long time with glasses of wine in hand, and even the dance music had started, but the "newlyweds" upstairs had not yet come down.
The door was closed and the lights were off, so the intermittent panting sounds were particularly clear in the darkness. Sanya was lying on the table, his military uniform, which served as a wedding dress, had been mostly untied, but the male insect on his body was still in a suit and tie, without even a wrinkle.
It has been some time since they left the town of Saint-Riez. Although they used the terminal to communicate with their friends there, it was not as intimate as meeting in person. Even for such a big event as the wedding, they could not invite them to come because of the distance, which was a bit regrettable.
You Que glanced at the time, finished his work in a hurry, then took out a few tissues to help Sanya wipe, and picked up the mud-like female insect from the table: "Tidy up your clothes and go downstairs."
It has only been two months since You Que came to the south, but he has risen from a commoner to a marquis. Even the female monarch who was dismissed from his military rank has been reinstated. He should not be underestimated.
When they start to make a fuss, they can make a scene all night long.
Sanya struggled to stand up, his white shirt hanging loosely on his body, revealing most of his shoulders, and his military jacket slipped down his sleeves to his arms. He took a hard breath, hugged Youque's waist tightly, and said boldly: "Don't delay the wedding..."
Although the downfall of the Maren family was secretly suggested by Chief Harrington, any smart person could guess that You Que was closely related to this matter, and for a moment, everyone looked at him with a little more fear.
You Que's eyelids drooped slightly, his facial features were very sharp, his brown eyes were now completely inky in the darkness, his voice was full of magnetism: "Ten minutes? Do you think that's enough?"
You Que didn't want to let down his team in such an important occasion, but he rarely saw Sang Ya in military uniform, a straight and slim-fitting uniform with knee-high black combat boots. The abstinence aura always made him want to destroy it.
Sang Ya was getting close to the time of her sexual intercourse, so she was inevitably a little greedy than before. He stretched out his hands to wrap around You Que's neck, and said lazily in a hoarse voice with a heavy nasal tone, "Ten minutes, we're almost late..."
They had already obtained their marriage certificate yesterday, and today's wedding banquet was just to make things clear.
There is a concept of honeymoon trip on Earth. It was not popular among the Zerg before, but it is slowly becoming popular now. Ever since the pollution crisis in the Soridian jungle was resolved, it has become the most popular tourist attraction among the four tribes. Asui had wanted to go there for a long time, but he was busy visiting relatives in the south and didn't make it.
Asui would naturally not be absent at an occasion like today. He came forward with a plate of cake to talk to You Que, and asked with a smile: "You Que, where do you plan to travel after you get married?"
You Que ignored the mixed glances. He took Sang Ya and went downstairs. He greeted the guests as usual, and the atmosphere became lively again.
You Que didn't have any objection. He turned his head and looked at Sang Ya: "Do you want to go out for a walk together?"
Sanya looked up at him, her wet hair stuck to her cheeks, her eyes were watery, every bit of her was alluring, every bit of her was beautiful: "Not enough..."
Sang Ya's legs were so weak that he could only force himself to go to the bathroom to tidy up his clothes. Fortunately, he didn't stain his pants just now, otherwise he wouldn't even have a replacement. He looked in the mirror and found that his eyes were red. He covered them with something until he could see nothing unusual, and then went downstairs with You Que.
Asui bit his fork, his eyes full of anticipation: "Of course it's the Solitia Forest. It's a newly developed tourist attraction in the empire. I heard it's very interesting. Why don't we go together?"
But today is different.
You Que had never heard of this before. Hearing this, he looked puzzled: "Travel? Where are you going to travel?"
Sanya nodded: "That's fine. Anyway, there is still one month of wedding leave left, and we can go to the town of Saint-Riez by then."
You Que was still wearing a low-key black suit, the difference was that the collar and cuffs were embroidered with the marquis's special totem with silver thread, and the dark blue gem cufflinks added a bit of gorgeousness. When he went downstairs with Sang Ya, the guests in the room fell silent for a moment, and even the conversations gradually stopped.
The wedding banquet was held in the afternoon and finally ended in the evening. You Que sent Ah Sui to the garden gate, and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky, with a faint red edge.
You Que inexplicably recalled the day when they took the bus up the mountain. It seemed that a strange red moon appeared, but it disappeared after a short while. He felt inexplicably uneasy.
But Asui was always carefree, and he obviously didn't notice these strange phenomena. He kept talking to You Que about traveling with great interest: "It's settled then. Brande and I will drive the aircraft to the town of Saint-Riez to meet you. I talked to Brother Cen Feng on the phone, and he specifically told us not to rush into the jungle, but to meet him first."
Xu Cenfeng, the tour guide on the bus.
You Que was quite familiar with him, and couldn't help but smile when he heard his name: "Why, he plans to go back to his old job?" Asui's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Hey, how did you know? Brother Cen Feng is really doing tourism planning now. The Solitia Jungle is being developed by the west and the north, and he is in charge of the handover of all projects."
You Que didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say, "He quite likes this job."
Ah Sui subconsciously said: "You can also go back to your old job and drive a bus."
As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly withdrew his words: "In fact, being a marquis is pretty good. It's safer than driving."
Asui felt from the bottom of his heart that You Que's driving skills were not good. He even overturned the car last time. However, he didn't want to say it too bluntly, so he used a more euphemistic way of saying it.
You Que was a smart man, so he understood what Asui meant. He glanced at Asui, thinking that he could be blamed for the car overturning. He was speechless for some reason:
"Yeah?"
Asui nodded repeatedly: "Of course."
You Que met Asui's sparkling eyes and his eyelids couldn't help but twitch for a moment. Forget it, why bother with a little fool.
Only Sanya knows whether his driving skills are good or not, how could Asui, an outsider, understand
Brand was originally talking to Sanya inside, but when he saw the male leader was leaving, he said goodbye to Asui and left. The huge banquet hall gradually became deserted, with only the servants hired temporarily cleaning up the mess on the floor.
But all that had nothing to do with You Que. Today was his wedding night, so he could have some small privileges.
Sang Ya didn't know what had stimulated You Que, but he was so rude that night that he almost threw him off the bed. In the end, it could only be that she didn't feed him enough before the wedding, so she tried to make it up to the male insect.
You Que was very ruthless tonight. Not to mention the A-level female insects, even the S-level female insects might not be able to bear it. San Ya had never begged for mercy from anyone in her life, but she cried unconsciously at night, which was even more miserable than when her wings were plucked.
"Hero...Hero Lord..."
Sanya knelt on the edge of the bed in a wrinkled military uniform. He had all his clothes on, but none of them were properly dressed. He took Youque's hand and placed it on his swollen abdomen, and the originally clear muscle lines faded a little.
"Uncomfortable..."
You Que hugged the male insect from behind and said, "Don't you want it anymore?"
Sanya shook his head with difficulty, barely maintaining a trace of rationality. He took off his torn military pants and boots, and his legs went weak and he almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, You Que caught him in his arms.
You Que lowered his eyes quietly, intending to see what he was going to do.
Sanya just took off the cumbersome clothes and crawled into You Que's arms like a snake. The scar on his back had a strange and bizarre beauty under the moonlight. He put his arms around You Que's neck, his eyes half closed, and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't speak: "Hold me and take a bath together..."
You Que had had enough of the trouble and kissed the female insect's smooth forehead: "Okay."
Sanya opened his eyes lazily, but buried himself deeper in his arms, so that the male insect could kiss his back as soon as he lowered his head. He was a little unhappy: "Kiss here..."
He had been wearing clothes just now and You Que didn't even kiss his back.
You Que chuckled, his chest vibrating a little. He picked up Sang Ya and carried her sideways into the bathroom. The hot water poured over her head, finally making her sticky body feel a little more comfortable.
You Que pressed Sanya against the wall and kissed her all over, making sure to take care of every part. Sanya was not idle either, she squeezed some shower gel to make bubbles, and carefully scrubbed herself and You Que's bodies.
You Que glanced at the white foam flowing to the ground and asked: "Don't you want to give birth to insect cubs?"
Although You Que thought it was strange for a female insect with a male appearance to be pregnant, if it was Sanya, it seemed acceptable.
Sanya raised her eyelids and looked at him, and said two words crisply: "I don't want to."
Sang Ya smeared the foam on her hands all over You Que, then kissed him with her lips hooked, and repeated in a hoarse and sexy voice: "No bug..."
"just you and me… "
Sanya felt that it was not enough to have Youque all to herself, so she had no intention of having any insect cubs. He hung on the male insect's neck, sticky as if he was coated with honey, and they couldn't be separated no matter what: "I don't want to share you with other insects."
You Que didn't seem angry, he just hit Sang Ya's lower back lightly, making a crisp sound: "Your heart is smaller than the tip of a needle."
But he likes it.
(End of this chapter)