txolops Chapter 184 Woman, are you provoking this king?
Chapter 184 Woman, are you provoking this king?
Angel Yan, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this.
"Aren't you being too obvious about your coldness?"
Angel coughed lightly, slightly suppressing her excited expression.
"I just feel like this thing really suits me."
"After all, I'm the left-wing escort; I can't just keep going out in a regular warship, can I?"
After saying that, she couldn't help but glance at Li Yao again.
She knew perfectly well what class of warship the Devil One was.
That was Morgana's headquarters, not only a celestial-class warship, but also a small clock second only to the Sacred Treasury of Knowledge.
This is far more advanced than Queen Angel Yan's Skyblade No. 7.
Thinking of this, the excitement on the angel's cold face slowly turned into hesitation.
She frowned. "But... Your Majesty, isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Angel Yan next to her chuckled, glancing at her sideways: "Leng, what's inappropriate about this? Are you afraid I'll get jealous, or afraid of breaking the rules?"
"Tch, who's afraid you'll be jealous, you narcissist."
Angel Leng immediately rolled her eyes, her face full of arrogance.
Angel Yan crossed her arms and looked at her with a half-smile: "Oh? So you think it's against the rules?"
The angel opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a moment.
Angel Yan's smile faded, and she said seriously, "Cold, remember that."
"In the entire angelic civilization, the king is the rule. Since the king has decided to entrust it to you, then accept it without worry and don't overthink it."
She knows Leng too well. This girl seems straightforward and energetic, but she easily becomes awkward when it comes to things related to herself.
The angel paused for a moment, then turned her head away and said, "I understand."
Li Yao watched this scene with amusement from above.
These two women are like that; they can start bickering within three sentences of meeting each other.
But when something really happens, they will definitely stand by the other person's side; they are typically stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.
He smiled and waved his hand: "Leng, you don't need to worry about this. I'll install small clocks on Yan's and the others' warships later."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Angel Leng suddenly lunged at him with incredible speed, so fast that Li Yao didn't even have time to react.
She wrapped her arms around Li Yao's neck and planted a big kiss on his cheek: "Your Majesty, thank you!"
Angel Yan, standing to the side, watched the spectacle with her arms crossed, laughing heartily.
"Oh my, can't you be a little more reserved? You were all shy and hesitant just now, and now you're throwing yourself into my arms?"
Upon hearing this, Angel Leng immediately blushed and quickly stood up from Li Yao's embrace, stubbornly saying, "Tch, what's there to be afraid of? What's wrong with kissing your own idol?"
After saying that, she glared at Angel Yan, but unfortunately, her rosy little face had no intimidating power at all.
Li Yao smiled and shook his head. After the two finished joking around, he said seriously, "Speaking of small clocks, it's time for our mass production plan to officially begin."
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the group all turned serious.
Mass production of small clocks means that each angel will have an independent celestial computer behind the scenes.
Although a single small clock still falls short compared to a large clock, when quantitative changes reach a certain level, they will lead to qualitative changes.
At that time, the combat power of the entire angel legion will undergo a tremendous change.
Li Yao looked at his junior sister beside him and instructed, "Zhi Xin, you lead the team to analyze Demon One, focusing on the void-related technologies inside. After that, assist Leng in completing the warship's modification."
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I guarantee I'll complete the mission." Zhi Xin nodded earnestly.
Angel Leng, who had already returned to the bottom, patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Zhixin, thank you for your hard work."
Zhi Xin smiled slightly: "Sister Leng, you're too kind. I'm actually very happy to be able to research Demon One."
Angel Leng was speechless upon hearing this.
Sure enough, she still didn't quite understand the joy of researchers.
She was happy to receive the warship, while Zhixin was even happier to receive the opportunity to conduct research.
After a brief chat about the follow-up arrangements, Angel Leng and Zhi Xin left excitedly, eager to study Demon One.
Ailan also took her leave, but as she turned around, she gave Li Yao a meaningful look.
Li Yao understood immediately and nodded without making a sound.
After Ailan left, only Li Yao and Angel Yan remained in the entire hall.
Angel Yan slowly walked to the front of the throne, leaned down to look at Li Yao sitting there, and slowly brought her face closer.
From Li Yao's perspective, the scenery is breathtaking.
Angel Yan looked at Li Yao, who was becoming more and more like a king, with a hint of a smile in her eyes.
"Honestly, you're starting to look more and more like a proper king."
Li Yao was taken aback: "Why are you suddenly praising me?"
Angel Yan leaned down slightly again, bringing her exquisite and beautiful face even closer.
"What? Can't I even praise my own idol, my own king?"
Or perhaps...
She paused deliberately, then teased, "Does our king only like to hear special kinds of praise?"
Seeing her obviously teasing expression, Li Yao sighed helplessly: "Yan, you're becoming more and more like a teacher."
Angel Yan raised an eyebrow: "Oh? How so?"
Li Yao replied, "You're getting more and more mischievous, and you enjoy seeing me get the short end of the stick more and more."
"Heh." Angel Yan chuckled softly.
"You're wrong. The teacher just enjoys watching you make a fool of yourself. I'm different..."
As she said this, she leaned down even further, almost touching his ear, her voice seductive: "I love seeing you helpless against me."
Li Yao shook his head and chuckled.
Well, it's still that familiar Angel Yan, that familiar taste, she never forgets to take advantage of me with her words.
Without a word, Li Yao reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace with a slight tug. He looked down at her with a mischievous smile.
"Woman, do you know how dangerous it is to talk to the King like that?"
Angel Yan didn't break free; instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned against his chest, looked up at him, and smiled slightly.
"Oh? I'd like to know, just how dangerous could it be?"
Li Yao narrowed his eyes: "Woman, are you provoking me?"
Angel Yan breathed softly, "Then how does Your Majesty intend to punish me?"
"Let me think about it..."
As Li Yao spoke, he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers, his hands not idle either.
A kiss that lasts forever.
The hall remained quiet for a long time, with only the slight rustling of fabric and occasional breathing sounds.
When Li Yao raised his head again, Angel Yan was looking up at him, her eyes sparkling and her face as beautiful as a peach blossom.
Li Yao held her and whispered, "Yan, there's something I want to tell you."
Angel Yan, with her captivating charm, said, "You say~"
Li Yao leaned close to her ear and whispered something.
Angel Yan's face turned bright red at a visible speed, and even her neck was tinged with a light pink.
"Do you agree?" Li Yao asked expectantly.
Angel Yan buried her face in his chest, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, with a touch of delicate nasal tone:
"Hmm~"