The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 94 Solans’s Favor
Pushe Yuan?
Why did Solans mention him?
He's really good at gathering intelligence, but other than that...

Sheng Anlan thought about it seriously, but he felt something was wrong.

Although he has become more normal than before and no longer does weird things, the things he did before are still fresh in Saint Anlan's memory and are always lingering.

"He..." Sheng Anlan pondered for a moment, paused, and then continued: "Is he reliable?"

Solan Swen smiled, his voice as gentle as ever: "Whether it's reliable or not, Princess, you'll know if you try it."

try?
When Saint Anlan thought of Pushe Yuan wearing a green shirt with his chest open, revealing his fair skin, and his eyes looking at her like he was possessed, her body shuddered instantly.

If that's the case, she might as well do it herself.

Solans has always been very efficient in her work. If you ask her to do something, she will usually arrange it in advance. This way, Saint Anlan is not so nervous.

As Saint Anlan thought about this, the thought of separation came to his mind again.

"When...will you leave tomorrow?"

"Six in the morning."

Saint Anlan exclaimed when he heard this, "So early?"

"Well, the incident at the mine happened suddenly and is quite tricky, so we need to leave early."

If he hadn't wanted to arrange things for her, he would have set off today.

"Can't it be later?" Saint Anlan lowered his eyelashes and whispered.

Solans lowered his head and stared at the person in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips: "Princess, are you reluctant to leave me?"

Saint Anlan was indeed reluctant to let go, but she couldn't say this to Solans frankly.

It’s like some emotions, when they reach a certain level, are difficult to express in words.

The other party didn't have such scruples. Seeing that she didn't reply, he remained silent and said nothing.

He put his arm around her waist and held her against his chest, lowered his head to stroke her hair, and continued to explain: "Li Luo, if you are fine, don't provoke him."

"How did I provoke him?"

As Saint Anlan spoke, Solans looked at her with a smile on his face and a hint of mischief in his eyes.

Sheng Anlan looked at the other person's eyes, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly: "Okay, I admit that I like teasing him a little bit."

"Didn't he find me first? Who told him to always mention me?"

Solans shook his head, with a doting look on his face: "He didn't make a face for the princess..."

"When I'm not around, he might not be able to control his temper. Princess, please don't tease him too much."

Saint Anlan curled his lips and muttered softly, "How could I tease him? It's good enough that he doesn't cause trouble for himself."

Solans smiled when he heard this, but did not expose the person in front of him.

She was quite active in thinking. Li Luo might not be her opponent. Thinking of this, Solans did not continue.

At worst, he could just rush back early and ask the people in the yard to keep an eye on her so that the two of them wouldn't get into a fight.

After giving her this instruction, he went on to tell her in detail about the arrangements for the general affairs of the Princess's Mansion. "Wen Bo is very familiar with the affairs of the mansion. If the princess has any other questions, she can go to him."

Sheng Anlan nodded: "I understand. Don't worry, I will definitely handle your instructions well."

"Well, I believe the princess will do a good job." Solans rubbed Saint Anlan's hair, his tone still gentle.

It felt like she was being treated like a child, but for some reason Saint Anlan felt very safe.

"Have you eaten? Qiao Mo is cooking right now." Sheng Anlan pondered for a long time before mustering up the courage to speak nervously.

Solans was about to say something with a smile when a servant suddenly came over from outside the house and saluted, "Prince Suo, there's a call from the Polaris Mine."

Solans frowned instantly when he heard that, "I see, I'll go right over." Sheng Anlan's eager heart suddenly stopped, and Solans looked apologetic, "I'll have dinner with you when I come back."

Although Saint Anlan felt regretful, she also knew that business was more important. She nodded and said with a smile, "I'll prepare a sumptuous meal for you then."

Solans nodded and followed the servant who reported.

The white silhouette was as pleasing to the eye as ever, but Saint Anlan had no time to appreciate it at the moment. He only felt empty in his heart.

……

The next day.

It was still dark, but the lights in the Liuguang Palace were on, and Antelope Horn attendants were coming in and out, carrying things.

"Pay attention, these things are what the king wants."

"And take some warmer clothes. The North Star is cold, so you should wear more clothes, my husband."

……

The gray flying ship had already landed on the apron. Xiu Ran counted the luggage and asked the servants to move them into the cabin one by one.

Counting to the last item, he nodded, "Young Master has moved everything."

Solans, dressed in a white robe, fluttered in the wind. He looked into the distance after hearing this, then retracted his gaze for a while and nodded, "Let's go!"

"Yes." Xiu Ran nodded and opened the main door. "Young Master."

Solans stepped forward and just as he lowered his head, a panting voice came from a distance: "Wait a moment."

Solans looked up and saw a man in a white robe rushing towards him from a distance.

Because she ran too fast, her face was flushed, her breathing was heaving, and her fair face became a little pale due to the cold wind, and she looked a little thin.

Seeing that she stopped, he put the head of the ship in and then withdrew it.

It was windy and chilly in the morning. She wasn't wearing much and was shivering from the cold.

"Why are you coming out wearing so little?" He took off his cloak, put it on her, wrapped her tightly, and hugged her tighter.

"I want to see you off, I'm afraid you'll leave if it's too late."

When Saint Anlan went to bed last night, he had been thinking about getting up early this morning to come and see Solans off.

Who knew that once you fall asleep, your biological clock is not easy to adjust. Even if you set the alarm, it took her a long time to wake up. When she finished her work and came out, she found that it was too late, so she had to run over in a hurry.

As soon as Sheng Anlan finished speaking, Qiao Mo's voice rang out: "Princess, wait for me. It's cold in the morning, so put on your cloak."

After she finished speaking, she realized that her princess was already wearing a white cloak. Her tone suddenly weakened and she stopped talking.

Sheng Anlan was a little embarrassed when she heard this. After a moment of silence, she said, "Have you packed everything?"

Solans nodded, "Everything has been loaded into the cabin."

"Is it installed? It's pretty good." Saint Anlan, who was always eloquent, could only reply stiffly at this moment.

There was a hint of loneliness and regret in her calm tone that she herself was not even aware of.

After saying that, she seemed to react and said, "Then be careful."

Solans seemed to see through her embarrassment. He smiled lightly, took her hand, and held her in his arms: "Princess, are you reluctant to leave me?"

"I……"

Before Sheng Anlan finished speaking, Solans kissed Sheng Anlan lightly on the forehead: "I can't bear to leave the princess either."

(End of this chapter)