PFC Chapter 184 Wedding
Chapter 184 Wedding
The Zerg weddings are prepared by the female Zergs, while the male Zergs only need to prepare themselves. Wen Zhimo feels like a girl waiting to be married, sitting at home and waiting obediently for her lover to come and marry her.
He felt a little uncomfortable when he realized this thought.
Who is marrying whom?
You An sent the guest list to Wen Zhimo's email: "Master Xiong, besides these insects, who else would you like to invite?"
Wen Zhimo glanced at the serious female insect not far away with some confusion, thinking to himself that he was right next to her, why was she sending an email to her?
This female insect treats wedding preparations as work.
But no matter what he thought, Wen Zhimo still clicked on the list, added a few names, and sent it to the female insect's email.
Youan received the letter: "Okay, I understand."
He stood up, but when passing the coffee table, he was suddenly pulled into a warm embrace, and then he heard the teasing and joking voice of the male insect.
"Didn't you say you don't envy other female insects having weddings? Why are you so anxious?"
You An said "hmm" with a normal expression: "Is it not okay if I want it now?"
Wen Zhimo tilted his head and kissed the cute female insect, somewhat nonchalantly: "Okay, but don't you feel like you've been neglecting me a bit lately?"
You An was kissed until he felt weak, but fortunately he did not lose his mind. He used a little strength to get up from the male insect's arms: "Stop kissing me, I still need to be busy."
After saying that, he left without even looking back.
Wen Zhimo: “…”
Oh, female insect.
As expected, I don’t cherish what I have.
On the wedding day, Ansel and Arnold were very happy. They stood at the wedding banquet to help Zhang Robin entertain guests, and temporarily put aside their conflicts with each other.
"Marquis Arnold is truly blessed to have such a beautiful female insect cub and to have found a S-class male insect as his son-in-law."
"Admiral Youan is indeed promising. Not only is he successful in his career, but he also married well."
"If only my little bug could be that successful!"
"..."
These words made Arnold so happy that he couldn't close his mouth and kept laughing: "No, no, Bug Boy has been sensible since he was a child! I just taught him a little bit, he is very quick to understand!"
Of course, the guests did not forget Ansel.
It was common knowledge that the Marquis and the Marshal did not have a good relationship and they did not even live together, as they could not bear to see any insects linking them together.
So whenever they need to praise something, they will praise it separately.
Look, the guest said the same thing to Ansel again.
"Marshal Ansel is truly blessed. The insect cub has completely inherited your good qualities, which is why His Majesty has chosen him!"
"Congratulations, Marshal. Admiral Youan is truly remarkable, marrying an S-rank male insect!"
"If my little bug cub could marry someone so well, I'd be so happy!"
"..."
Ansel was much more reserved than Arnold and just smiled: "Thank you, you are joking."
After waiting for a while, Ansel asked the male insect beside him who was still grinning foolishly, "Why are they acting a little strange today?"
Arnold glanced at the female insect and said, "What's so strange about that? Do you think it's strange that other insects praise their own young? I think you're the weird one!"
Ansel: “…”
He shouldn't have talked so much to this male insect.
Because he was an S-level male insect, the priests of the imperial capital specially arrived at the wedding scene to bless the couple.
The priest recited a clumsy blessing in the ancient insect language, asking the insect god to bless the couple to remain steadfast in their love for each other in this anxious world, to believe in each other, to love each other, and to become each other's wings of freedom and strong backing.
Love each other for a lifetime and grow old together.
"The hero..."
Wen Zhimo hummed, looking at the female insect's eyes, which were sparkling and beautiful, like the melting ice in the newly arrived spring, flashing with tiny light.
Youan's heart skipped a beat. Although he was a little shy, he did not avoid the male insect's eyes. Various emotions flashed in his eyes.
Obsession, paranoia, extreme love.
I was thinking too much and didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Wen Zhimo was also extremely patient. He neither urged nor ignored her. He just let the female insect stare at him and asked nonchalantly, "Do you like it?"
You An was bewildered and was stunned: "What?"
"Do you like this face?"
"like……"
After the words were spoken, You An's fair ears began to turn slightly red as she realized what she had said.
Wen Zhimo pulled the female insect's hand and put it against his face with a bit of amusement. His voice was low and lazy, his eyes were light but seductive, as if he was teasing something: "From now on, it will be yours."
After saying that, she put his hand to her mouth and kissed it.
The sound was not loud and only Youan could hear it.
The guests around them thought the couple was very loving and sweet, but Youan's ears turned red and he was in shock for a long time.
How could he bear it when the male insect said such words to him with such a face?
Finally, You An hummed softly, his eyes clear and bright with a hint of childishness: "It's mine..."
Wen Zhimo laughed: "It's yours."
After a light kiss, the wedding ceremony officially ended and the couple began to walk around and toast.
Qiao Wang sat leisurely at the table, waiting for the toast from the old fox Wen Zhimo. He joked, "I really did a good thing by introducing you to General You An."
As early as when he accompanied his female king Cedric to seek cooperation, Qiao Wang already knew that this admiral was the female soldier who saved Wen Zhimo in the third galaxy.
Now, when he recalled the indifferent look on Wen Zhimo's face when he mentioned the general, he found it interesting and couldn't help but want to tease him.
You An naturally heard the teasing in the words, and the blush that had finally faded away spread to his ears again, and he looked a little uncomfortable and embarrassed.
Wen Zhimo was a thick-skinned person. He remained calm no matter what he did. He tightened his arm around the female insect's waist to comfort her. He smiled and said, "You did a good thing indeed. Thank you for your 'matchmaking'."
Qiao Wang's desire to tease died down and he felt bored.