Offered Into Marriage - Chapter 154

Yang Yang was not surprised by the contents of Yaqing’s diary.

Just knowing more details, the hatred of Ya Qing in her heart will inevitably be stronger.

Yes, Yaqing is indeed pathetic.

But in the course of his growing up, in these decades, he had countless opportunities to confess to Abel, and he could choose not to hurt and follow Achbard.

But he didn’t.

He lives in his ivory tower, rejects all suffering and change, opens a door to the dragon soul consciousness with selfishness and cowardice, and then rightly uses the dragon soul consciousness as an excuse to escape reality.

The deeper it got, the more we couldn’t extricate ourselves.

He may be merciful, but never innocent.

…

When sorting out these things, Yang Yang and Archibald were at the base.

It’s lunch break.

Yang Yangwo was on a chair by the window, with puffs sleeping on his legs, and Archibald leaned on the table next to him.

The sun came in through the window, dissipating the cold in early spring, but it couldn’t warm Archibald’s heart at the moment.

Yang Yang reached out to turn off the light screen, raised his head and whispered to Archibald: “Are you okay?”

Although Archibald had known that Yaqing was not a good person before, but after seeing the evidence that the respected uncle regarded him as a mouse, he was afraid that he couldn’t pass it with a smile.

Archibald glanced down at Yang Yang, and glanced at the sleepy puffs. The cold heart seemed to find the source of fire.

“not too good.”

Archibald leaned over, pressed his chin against Yang Yang’s hair, and stunned, “But it’s not too bad,-stay with me this afternoon.”

“Okay.”

Yang Yang smiled, and stretched out his hands and rubbed Archibald’s hair. “It’s a rare Lord Duke to spoil me.”

Archibald: “………”

Archibald looked at the ray of hair rising above Yang Yang’s head without refuting it.

Yang Yang asked again, “I will send a copy of this information to my dad.”

Archibald responded; “OK.”

Yang Yang directly asked Lot to send the information. One is the original they sorted out, and the other is the condensed words they dictated.

Less than five minutes after the e-mail was sent, Abel called Yang Yang, but to Yang Yang’s surprise, Abel was not talking about these materials, but about Yaqing.

Abel: “The starship escorting Yaqing was found.”

Archibald straightened up. “Where was it found? Uncle?”

Abel: “I found it on the margin of the star field of K7 mine star. Yaqing is not on the starship.”

The K7 ore star is the closest ore star to the old emperor star. In other words, the starship has not stayed away from the old emperor star during the ten days.

Yang Yang thinks this is not a good signal: “Dad, did you find out where Uncle Yaqing went? What did the people on the starship say?”

Abel’s voice was silent for a second before he said: “All the people on the starship were dead. Monitoring showed that Yaqing left in the escape capsule, but the positioning box was destroyed by him.

All dead.

Yang Yang froze slightly, then frowned again. -This is indeed not a good signal.

“I saw what you just sent me.”

Abel’s voice sounded again, and there was some exhaustion in the voice. “Ya Qing, or the dragon soul consciousness in his body needs the dragon soul core. When the dragon soul consciousness says its power is sufficient, it can open up to the soul cloud. The passage of the world. I think this is the purpose of Dragon Soul Consciousness.

But now, its power is obviously not enough, otherwise Yaqing will not take the escape cabin to leave, but can directly open the space like a soul beast. “

Upon hearing this, Yang Yang immediately understood what Abel meant.

“So, it needs the Dragon Soul Core. He will come back to find the Duke.”

Abel: “Yes. The starship is docked close to the old emperor star. According to the starship records, Yaqing left the starship nine days ago.

Just five days ago, the Soul-like Cloud Belt of the Old Emperor Star experienced an abnormal fluctuation, causing some monitoring to temporarily fail. ——It’s a common thing, so it didn’t cause much idea. I only knew it after asking today. “

Yang Yang understood: “Dad said, Uncle Yaqing has returned to the old emperor star.”

Abel: “Yes.”

Yang Yang paused and asked, “Will he come to the Duke soon?”

Abel: “I’m not sure about this. It has enough patience to cultivate the Dragon Soul Core for decades. Maybe it will wait for the best time.”

At this time, Archibald, who had been silent, suddenly said: “Then he can’t wait.”

Yang Yang looked over and said, “Do you have a way?”

Archibald nodded: “Publish the news that my condition has improved and my soul reserves have been upgraded.-Others will only be good luck to me, but if Uncle Yaqing knows it, he will definitely understand that it was because I digested the Dragon Soul Core Soul power.

If he waits again, the dragon soul core in my body will be gone. So he must take the Dragon Soul Core from me as soon as possible. “

“No!”

Yang Yang subconsciously opened his voice, raised his voice, and was shocked that the puff on his leg flicked his lower leg in a dream, and woke up staggeringly.

Yang Yang glanced down at the puff, stretched his hand down the puff’s back, familiar atmosphere and comfortable touching, and soon the little guy closed his eyes again.

When the puffs fell asleep again, Yang Yang calmed down.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Archibald’s method was indeed the best and most effective method at present.

Rather than letting Yaqing lurk for a long time, I don’t know when it will jump out and give them a blow.

Yang Yang took a deep breath and compromised: “You must not disclose your condition at will until you are fully prepared.”

“it is good.”

Archibald lowered his head and kissed Yang Yang’s forehead, and said to Abel on the other side of the phone, “Dad, let’s go back and talk about this in detail.”

Abel: “Well.”

Abel didn’t hang up immediately. He was silent for a while, and then said, “I will end it.”

Whether this “it” is dragon soul consciousness or refers to this matter is not clear to Yang Yang.

But Yang Yang knew that this was Abel’s promise to them.

After ending the conversation with Abel, Yang Yang and Achbard adjusted their moods.

Archibald walked to Yang Yang and crouched down, and smiled at him: “You can coquettish me now.”

Yang Yang: “…”

Row.

Yang Yang stared at Archibald and said angrily, “I’m not happy.”

Archibald nodded. “I see.”

Yang Yang: “Then don’t you coax me?”

Archibald laughed, squatted up, kissed Yang Yang’s lips, and then made two, three, and three kisses.

Then Archibald smiled at Yang Yang with his knees on his back: “Could you please?”

Yang Yang pursed his lips, and after two seconds, raised his chin: “Ten more.”

Archibald laughed, then supported Yang Yang’s seat with one hand, and supported Yang Yang’s side face with one hand, his thumb slightly separated Yang Yang’s jaw, and leaned forward to kiss him.

Lingering tender kisses have a soothing effect.

After a kiss, Yang Yang’s anxiety was smoothed out. He smiled down, thinking about what to say, but he couldn’t help facing a pair of sleek, dark, and curious eyes.

Yang Yang: “…”

Archibald: “………”

The puff didn’t know when he woke up and didn’t say anything. He still lay down with a ball on his back, tilted his head on Yang Yang’s legs, and looked at the spirit head, apparently waking up for a while.

Seeing Yang Yang and Archibald coming over, the puff stretched out his little front legs and patted his mouth with a meat pad. “Huh?”

Dad, what were you doing just now? Do you eat it?

Yang Yang: “…”

Archibald: “………”

Puffs are very smart. After breaking their shells for more than ten days, they realized that adults didn’t understand what he said, and they started to use body language.

-Might as well not!

Yang Yang guiltyly removed her eyes, held her lips moistened by the saliva of unknown people, and gave Archibald a look-you solve it.

Archibald laughed. Yang Yang’s classes were indoors a few days ago, and the puffs were boring after two days. Later, they followed him.

So to deal with puffs, Archibald still has some experience.

Archibald was right, bent over and held up the puff, kissed him and asked, “Do you want to play with puff?”

These days, Archibald and puffs are surrounded by bi-form rough men, and many fathers with children. Archibald has learned a lot from them and learned some new ones. game.

Puffs love these games.

Hearing Archibald’s question, Puff immediately turned his attention and danced, “Hmm! Hmm!”

Tail high! !!

Archibald looked at his flicking tail and understood.

Archibald put the puff on his tail, and the puff slipped as usual, then the familiar rollover.

However, at the moment of the rollover, Archibald’s tail made a flexible turn, caught the puff, and then threw it halfway into the air!

The caramel-colored hair ball was thrown over Archibald’s head, only palm high from the ceiling, then the hair ball opened its limbs and made an excited sound.

“Ok!”

I fly! !!

The fur ball fell with cheering, then was caught in the tail again, and then thrown.

After a dozen reciprocations like this, a round of high tail games was over.

The puff returned to Archibald’s arms. The soft fur exploded as if rubbed against static electricity, but he hadn’t enjoyed it yet, bouncing in Archibald’s arms: “Huh! Huh!”

Little dad, have fun!

Archibald smoothed him, and said, “Play again later. After a half-hour break, it’s time to drink milk.”

Puff hesitated, and compromised: “Um.”

Well, drinking milk is also important.

But you ca n’t rest.

The puff arched in Archibald’s arms, then reached out his claws and grabbed Archibald’s clothes, and began “climbing”, the destination, the little dad’s head throne!

——As for whether the two dads were “grabbing food” just now, he was already thrown out of the clouds.

Archibald stood there as a cat climbing frame, and he was assured that the puff was climbing on his own-now the puff has been walking steadily, and he has also learned to trot. Although he still rolls when he runs, he has “climbing” experience on him. Still very rich.

Besides, his tail’s “micro-manipulation” is also quite accurate now, and he is confident that he will not fall into the puff.

After solving the puff’s curiosity, Archibald looked back at Yang Yang and wanted to invite credit.

Then I saw a petrified Yang Yang.

Archibald froze for a moment, then suddenly came across-this was the first time he and Puff had played in front of Yang Yang.

Archibald: “………”

Archibald felt a little guilty, and then explained it seriously: “When I was a kid, my dad often played with me like this, and he also fell over many times.-I haven’t fallen into puffs after playing the game of throwing high.”

Yang Yang: “…”

What are you proud of?

Still want me to praise you? ?

The author has something to say: Bird: I have a good tail.

Puff: Hmm!

Yang Yang: … well, it’s not good for the heart.