[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Chapter 142: Transformed into an inferior male insect coveting the prince (37)

"Xiao Heng?" The dean waved his hand in front of Qi Heng, signaling him to come back to his senses.

Qi Heng blinked, wiped the last drop of sweat from his forehead and looked at Mitio, "Of course I hope he can go..."

But the key point still lies in Miteo's own wishes.

Then, the young boy blinked his big, bright eyes and looked at Qi Heng and the old dean with longing.

"Hehe, is Midio a fan of His Highness Seraphos?"

"Dean, how do you know?"

"Besides you, Xiao Heng, the person he mentioned most often was His Highness Seraphos.

Oh, he recently changed to the Shenwei mecha. Have you seen the news a few days ago? The attack on Lingxiao Building was the Shenwei D-03 blue photon cannon. I have also participated in the research and development process. Its power cannot be underestimated. It was the first time I saw the Second Prince use D-03. I was shocked when I saw the news and almost thought I had seen it wrong.

How angry was His Highness at that time? The inner layer of the Sky Tower was made of the most sturdy and durable core metal in the Alliance, but it was destroyed by His Highness's cannon. What a waste."

Qi Heng: “…Are there any casualties?”

“Coincidentally, the entire Lingxiao Building was closed on that weekend, and there were only cleaning robots in the building.

All those robots were sent for repair."

The dean glanced at Miteo who was waiting for the result not far away, and returned to the topic with a smile.

"It's not easy to visit the First Legion."

"Grandpa Dean, I'm already very satisfied to be able to train. It doesn't matter which legion I draw!" Midio climbed onto the platform, full of energy.

"Okay." After a pause, he looked at Qi Heng and said, "Xiao Heng, do you want to go? The dean can bring a family member with you."

Qi Heng didn't expect the dean to take the initiative to extend an olive branch. He thought for a while and then nodded.

The matter was settled.

Seraphos has suddenly become very busy recently. He can only go back to his villa to rest for a few hours every night and then rush out in the early morning.

When Qi Heng got up to go to the bathroom at night, he occasionally saw Seraphos opening the door, exhausted.

The man was dressed extraordinarily luxuriously, and standing at the entrance was like a fine art painting, except for his gloomy face, which ruined this rare beauty.

Qi Heng wanted to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for Seraphos before going back to his room to sleep.

"Uncle Qi...can you chat with me for a while?"

The slightly tired voice made Qi Heng pause.

The two entered Seraphos's room, which had a separate projection screen, a floating sofa, a balcony, and a bedroom.

The old emperor also wanted to send robot butlers and servants, but Seraphos rejected them all.

This room was designed and decorated personally by the old steward of the palace a few days ago, and you will still be amazed when you look at it again.

There is no bed. In the middle of the bedroom is a sanatorium. Lying in it can soothe the mind and relieve pheromones. It is very expensive.

It was Qi Heng’s first time entering and he felt quite uncomfortable sitting on the sofa.

"Uncle, Princess Seraliya asked me to hand you over. She is really crazy..."

Seralia, who has a crush on the Emperor's younger brother's fiancé, Wengol, is one of the stepping stone villains who creates obstacles for the Emperor's younger brother, Seraphos.

The princess was described as a vicious and poisonous beauty.

In the end, he died a miserable death, just as miserable as the original owner, the only difference was that one died earlier and the other died later.

Furthermore, the two are not villains in the same timeline at all. The original owner, the Princess of Death, only appeared.

How are the two related?

As if seeing Qi Heng's confusion, Seraphos rubbed his eyebrows and explained the reason.

The princess somehow found out that Rainbow Butterfly was being hunted by Seraphos because she kidnapped Qi Heng.

She couldn't touch Seraphos, so naturally she set her sights on Qi Heng, the weak target.

Soft. Qiheng. Persimmon "..."

"I'm so scared. I'm so scared that she will hurt me when I'm not around..."

The man leaned on Qi Heng's shoulder, with strands of white hair falling down and covering half of his body.

The breath with a hint of alcohol made the frozen Qi Heng relax slightly.

"Uncle...I will definitely protect you..."

I didn't hear clearly, and tried to put my ear closer to Seraphos, but the next moment I was pressed down on the sofa by the man's body.

The breath on the side of my neck was hot and moist and itchy. Seraphos held my waist in his arms, and their bodies were pressed tightly together.

Qi Heng guessed that it was because Seraphos was drunk, so he moved to the edge of the sofa and tried to break free from his arms, but he was hugged even tighter the next moment.

The man is like an extremely insecure child, nestling in the arms of the person he depends on, drawing warmth.

At this moment, Seraphos is no longer a hero in the eyes of the people of the Alliance. He is just an ordinary, insecure human being with flesh and blood.

It's a rare moment for him to show his vulnerable side in front of someone other than himself.

Qi Heng tentatively patted Seraphos's back, as if he was patting a child.

Thinking about the second plot point, in which he was going to do that kind of thing to Seraphos, Qi Heng was overwhelmed by a strong sense of guilt.

He stopped struggling and let Seraphos hold him, letting the drunk and unconscious man rub his neck. The moment his soft lips rubbed against his skin, he shuddered.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became strange.

"uncle…"

Seraphos half-closed his eyes, his eyelashes the same color as his hair fluttered, his chin was raised, his lips slightly parted, revealing his red tongue and pearly teeth, as if he was seducing someone invisibly.

Qi Heng frowned, covered Seraphos's lips with his hands, said "I'm so sleepy... Let's go to sleep," and turned over and pretended to sleep.

There are certain things about Seraphos that leave a deep impression on people, for example, he would never take advantage of someone in distress, and this is also true on the battlefield.

This is also the reason why Qi Heng dared to pretend to sleep without any worries.

Qi Heng's guess was correct. As soon as he closed his eyes, Seraphos stopped moving, for fear of disturbing Qi Heng.

The two grown men squeezed on the sofa, and fortunately there was just enough space.

Lucius jumped into the balcony, stopped beside the sofa with a dark face and said nothing.

The bright golden vertical pupils looked sinisterly at Seraphos who was holding Qi Heng in his arms, and his fists made a cracking sound.

Seraphos was undoubtedly beautiful, with white hair and green eyes, and when he lay there motionless, he looked like a false creature imagined by humans.

Even when Lucius met Seraphos for the first time on the battlefield, he could not help but be amazed by the other's extremely deceptive appearance.

Fortunately, after being beaten so many times, his mind became clear again and Jingyan was no longer left with only the strong obsession of revenge.

The veins on the back of his hands were throbbing wildly, and the last string called reason was pulling Lucius frantically, warning him to calm down.

It was not worth it for Seraphos to wake up Qi Heng who was sleeping.

Yes, yes, yes, I can endure it. I will wait until Qi Heng wakes up and then I will compete with Seraphos!

Taking a deep breath, Lucius sat cross-legged next to Qi Heng's head, staring at the man's sleeping face without blinking.

There is resentment in his eyes, but more of it is greed.

The desire in his vertical pupils was so strong that it was almost overflowing and seemed unfathomable, as if it would drown Qi Heng at any time.

As for the inside of the sofa, Lucius selectively ignored Seraphos's obviously unwelcome gaze.

Tsk, he is pretending to be drunk.