bookrandom Chapter 133: Transformed into an inferior male insect coveting the prince (28)
Chapter 133: Transformed into an inferior male insect coveting the prince (28)
Vega was invited by Qi Heng to have a meal. During the meal, he clearly noticed that Medio was attentive to Qi Heng, which was much more than that towards friends.
The conversation just now also allowed Vega to confirm that the two of them were not blood relatives.
It would be strange for him to be so attentive if he was not his biological uncle. Vega didn't believe that Medio had no bad intentions.
The look towards Qi Heng gradually became sympathetic.
When he thought of Uncle Qi, Vega understood a little bit what Medio was thinking, but understanding was one thing and he couldn't agree with it.
After the meal, Qi Heng asked Medio to personally send Vega out of the community.
Vega smiled on the surface, but in his heart, why didn’t uncle send me off in person?
On the second day, the Dean of the Mecha Combat Department suggested that Mityo go to his residence to receive training in advance, which would also be helpful for the opening test.
After thinking for a while, Medio nodded in agreement. The dean personally took time out to train him, so he shouldn't have hesitated.
But once the formal training begins, the time spent alone with Uncle Qi is bound to decrease.
Alas, Mitio regretted this the whole night.
In the middle of the night, he hugged the pillow and expressed his hesitation. Qi Heng found it funny and felt that Midio was still a child.
After being comforted, the young boy became more and more demanding and asked to sleep with his uncle for a night, sharing the same bed and doing nothing else.
Looking into those clear and transparent light brown eyes, Qi Heng sighed and finally agreed.
At night, the young boy leaned close to Qi Heng and felt each other's breath. His cheeks were burning under his hair and his heart was pounding wildly!
When Qi Heng fell asleep, he approached carefully, put his cheek against Qi Heng's neck, felt the healthy pulse beating under the man's skin, squinted his eyes happily.
"Uncle...I love you."
The live broadcast room, which originally had only a few comments, exploded.
Anonymous 8888 user: Uncle is too easy to deceive. I have discovered that none of these lucky guys are good people. They all have bad intentions towards Uncle!!!
A bunch of little brats whose hair hasn't even grown out yet, who gave them the courage?
Anonymous 55 user: Love love love, how old is this little brat, do you know how to love?!
Anonymous 100 user: A thief broke into the palace last night. Do the two people upstairs know what happened? My uncle’s body was almost stolen!
Anonymous 120 user: That thief is very familiar with the layout of the palace. I don’t know what the emperor’s uncle saw, so he asked us not to make it public. Humph, no, who needs the emperor’s uncle to protect him?
Anonymous 8888 user: What are you two talking about? It’s a pity that I don’t understand.
Anonymous 222 user: I don’t understand +1 (smile)
Anonymous 55 user: Damn Midio! And Song Yuyue from the previous world, Xing from the world before that, Wen Luochen from the world before that, they are all children of destiny, why do they have the right?
I am from the same world as you, right? When will it be my turn? Woo woo woo!
Qi Heng had a nightmare. In the dream, his eyes were covered by a black cloth and his body was tied up by something unknown. It was so tight that he couldn't breathe.
By the time we emerged from the darkness, it was already noon the next day.
Mitio went to the dean's residence for training, leaving Qi Heng alone in the villa.
He was stunned for a while before he slowly got up.
Seeing Qi Heng wake up, the anonymous audience immediately became excited and vied with each other to make false accusations.
They spoke very tactfully, fearing that they would fail to control the degree and be censored or kicked out of the live broadcast room by the administrator.
Qi Heng, who was caught off guard by the news that Mitiao liked him, "..."
The man was not as angry or shocked as the audience imagined. His somewhat decadent face only revealed numbness.
"Thanks for reminding."
That night, the young boy tried to repeat his old trick, but Qi Heng sent him back with a cold face.
No matter how regretful he felt, in order not to make his uncle angry, he had to give up his dream of sleeping in the same bed with his uncle.
After a few rare days of peace, Qi Heng began his first character setting task: posting Seraphos's anonymous confession.
After deleting and cutting for most of the day, Qi Heng, feeling that his vocabulary was limited, searched the web for short essays for confessing love.
After piecing together three thousand words, I tremblingly clicked the send button.
Finally, finally... I've finished writing!
Qi Heng turned off the communication bracelet and lay back on the sofa, feeling quite relieved.
As for whether the follow-up of the post would become as popular on the public network as the original owner, Qi Heng didn't care.
It is enough for him to follow the character setting and send anonymous letters like the original owner. The subsequent development of the post is not something the original owner can control. Therefore, even if the post is not popular and the account is not blocked, it will not affect the character setting task.
After all, I still know the weight of my own 3,000 words, and it would be difficult to become as popular as the original owner.
Five days later, the First Legion—
"Your Highness, the confession post to you on the thread has become popular again. Do you want to suppress the popularity? Or... just block the account."
Seraphos said without even looking up, "Blacklist."
"Yes. But Your Highness, the content of this confession is a bit special. Does it need to be investigated strictly?
How did the poster know that His Highness's mecha had broken wings?
Also...you accidentally dropped a meteorite, the Legion has blocked this news, how did the author of this thread know about it?
This, this, this can’t be…” Your Highness’s colleague from Meteorite Star, right?
The adjutant didn't dare to say the second half of the guess, for fear of displeasing the Second Prince. He still remembered clearly the last time he cleaned the toilet for a robot for two months.
"Go check who posted it." He paused and added, "Don't block the previous posts for now."
"Yes." The adjutant secretly sighed that His Highness was going to make a big move and kill a chicken to scare the monkeys!
There was a good show to watch.
Ten minutes later—
Seraphos received a summons from his lieutenant.
Adjutant: Look, the unexpected poster. I thought the confession post was from Mityo... cough.
Seraphos' eyes turned slightly, and he first opened the anonymous post and read it carefully before clicking on the message from the poster sent to him by his adjutant.
When he saw the man's head clearly, Seraphos' throat rolled and his knuckles trembled.
Recalling the contents of the confession post, he couldn't describe his feelings.
Surprise, shock, and the joy of being hit by a pie.
All kinds of emotions were mixed together. When Seraphos came to his senses, he had already reopened the confession post and liked the poster.
Use your own account.
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Ding ding ding ding—
Qi Heng was woken up by the reminder sound of his bracelet and forgot to turn on the mute mode.
He didn't even look at the message bar. There were really too many people following him and sending him private messages in recent days, and he was annoyed.
Today, Miteo did not rush to the dean's residence for training early in the morning.
The young man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, flipping through something intently. His wet hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see his expression at the moment.
“Uncle is awake, there is a post that has been very popular recently.
The poster disappeared after posting and never replied to anyone's private messages.
The poster knows that His Highness had fallen into a meteorite and the wings of his double-winged arrow were damaged.
Uncle said, could it be Feng Xiao? That girl always liked to sneak glances at Your Highness on Meteorite Star. I seriously doubt that this post was written by her. "