My lover is this organization

"That's it."

Qin Wuque nodded and suddenly remembered something.

"Right, if that's the case, then that means Mira has already come to the facility, right?"

As he said this, he was about to walk towards the R&D center.

"Ms. Mira has indeed been here." The bunker manager nodded.

"Have you been here?" Qin Wuque discovered the highlight in time.

"Yes."

The bunker manager hesitated to speak.

"But Miss Mira should be in your villa in Beihua Town right now. I called you over just to prepare you mentally."

"???"

Hearing this, Qin Wuque simply stayed where he was.

He savored this sentence for two or three seconds, then his expression suddenly changed. He grabbed the car keys and ran towards the sports car that was still parked on the lift platform.

……

The original fifteen-minute drive was shortened to less than ten minutes.

When Qin Wuque parked the car and rushed into the house, he saw——

All the lights in the living room were turned off, the only lights on were the two dim candles on the coffee table.

Mingmei sat on the sofa, playing with a machete that was shining with a cold light in her hand.

Shirley was also sitting on the sofa, shaking a tube of fluorescent green dangerous potion in her hand.

And Mira, she was lying in the open cocoon, her expression showing peace.

The bright red candlelight illuminated the cheeks of the three women.

Hearing the noise coming from the entrance, the three girls raised their heads at the same time and their eyes were fixed on a dog's head.

"Are you back?"*3

Chapter 491 What is the aura of the palace?

ten minutes later.

Mira emerged from her cocoon and sat obediently on the sofa.

Shirley poured out the fluorescent green dangerous reagent in her hand, which was actually just a simple fluorescent dye.

The knife in Mingmei's hand was a real one, not a fake one. It was the kind that could really be used to chop melons, vegetables, and eggplants. However, it had now been obediently put away in the knife rack in the kitchen.

In fact, they had no intention of really doing anything to Qin Wuque, they just wanted to scare him.

However, the effect of intimidation seemed to be much better than they had expected. The moment a certain dog head saw this scene upon entering the door, he immediately raised his hands in fear, looking like an innocent citizen being pointed at by a gun, and surrendered resolutely and decisively.

Mingmei was immediately amused and couldn't hold it back, so she burst out laughing, which ruined her smile.

But even though the effort was wasted, I'm still angry.

So the living room became like this.

Qin Wuque slumped on the sofa with a look of despair on his face, looking very autistic.

Her Majesty the Queen sat down next to him and continued to harass him, pinching his face and touching his body.

At the dining table not far away, sisters Akemi and Shiho sat down on the dining chairs, each holding a cup of tea in their hands, looking coldly towards the sofa.

It seemed that if Qin Wuque dared to make any extraordinary move, they would immediately throw the teacups in their hands at him... Of course, they might also throw the dining chairs at him, it all depends on the situation.

"Tell the truth, do you miss me?" Mira said viciously in Qin Wuque's ear almost face to face.

"Think about it..." Qin Wuque replied subconsciously.

However, just as he said this, two cold gazes from the dining table turned towards him in an instant.

Doghead had no choice but to change his words: "It's OK, it's OK..."

Shirley and Mingmei felt a little better after this change of words, but Her Majesty the Queen was not in a good mood.

"What do you mean by okay? Either you want it or you don't. No ambiguity!" Mira pinched Qin Wuque's cheek and pulled it, her tone full of threats.

"..."

Qin Wuque was completely helpless.

About a few months ago, after he went to the Kingdom of Vesbania and killed the uncle of the other party, the Duke of Kirard, the Internet was flooded with news about Vesbania, including a lot of revelations about the crimes that Duke Kirard had committed.

Even he, who never paid attention to current affairs, understood a little bit.

Qin Wuque vaguely remembered that on TV at that time, facing all kinds of harsh questions raised by the media from all over the world, the newly-appointed young Queen showed great ability.

He speaks appropriately, knows when to move, has a graceful demeanor, and is not at all stage-frightened.

In short, he is a perfect leader in every sense.

But now, these so-called perfect images... are all gone!

This whole thing about her being the mother of the country is fake!

To be honest, isn’t this still the same willful and capricious princess?

Or maybe this is her true self, and everything she showed in front of the camera before was just acting skills she had forced herself to play the role of the queen.

It's like managing someone's on-screen persona.

"That is...think about it."

Qin Wuque thought for a long time and said softly and seriously.

His voice was not loud, but it was clear enough for Mira beside him, as well as Akemi and Shiho at the dining table to hear.

After getting the clear affirmative answer she wanted, the expression on Mira's face changed from cloudy to sunny and then to very sunny in just two seconds.

"Great!"

She cheered, completely disregarding the manners of an aristocratic lady, and jumped up from the sofa into the air, spreading her limbs like a flying squirrel falling from the sky, and gave the dog's head a bear hug as heavy as a mountain.

Qin Wuque quickly reached out and hugged her, saying.

"Hey, stop jumping on the couch."

"It doesn't matter. If it breaks, I'll have someone send the one in the palace to me. It's definitely bigger and softer than this one!" Her Majesty the Queen waved her hand generously.

"It's not a question of whether it's broken or not, it's a question of what to do if it falls..."

"Does this count as caring about me?"

"It's okay if you understand it that way..."

"Haha~"

Mira sat astride Qin Wuque openly, facing him at close range, with a cunning look in her eyes.

Even though its appearance is almost exactly the same as that of a certain Tokyo Unicorn, anyone who is slightly familiar with it can tell the difference at a glance.

Xiaolan is the typical good wife and mother type, while Mira is more like a little devil, sometimes having a bad temper and being a little willful.

And the most important thing is - Mira is bigger than Xiaolan!

This is real.

As the flirting between the two people on the sofa was getting better and better, two cold snorts filled with strong dissatisfaction came from the direction of the dining table.

Qin Wuque, who had his hands around the girl's waist out of habit, was suddenly startled and cold sweat broke out on his head.

He turned his head suddenly, only to find that Mingmei had stood up from the dining table, pulling her sister, who also had a blank expression on her face, and was about to leave the living room and walk towards the bedroom upstairs.

"Amei, Shiho..."

"Don't worry about us. We won't disturb you two from talking."

Mingmei said in a pretended cold tone.

She stomped up the stairs, deliberately making each step heavy, as if she was venting her emotions.

Shiho followed suit.

And Her Majesty the Queen was still smiling and waving goodbye.

In this situation, Qin Wuque had no choice but to shut up.

Mingmei walked all the way to the platform at the entrance of the stairs in the second-floor corridor, and looked down over the handrail.

She gathered her emotions and used that serious tone that she had never used before and was not very familiar with.

"Don't go back to your room after eleven!"

"well……"

Qin Wuque, who got down the stairs, nodded hurriedly.

As the sound of footsteps gradually faded away overhead, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

You said it can't be later than eleven, but it's already past nine. Are you planning to let him finish quickly and go back to his room to sleep...

Boo!

"Well……"

Before Qin Wuque could react, he felt his lips suddenly covered by two soft things. Accompanied by a subtle suction force, a soft little tongue awkwardly and flexibly drilled in.

But it was just a touch.

With the help of the dim candle that had not yet burned out, Qin Wuque clearly saw that the Queen's pretty cheeks had turned red.

"I just want to get back some interest first." She licked her lips and pretended to be calm.

But his next sentence revealed his timidity.

"By the way, where should I sleep tonight?"

"Is this..."

Qin Wuque thought about it for a moment.

"There are many rooms in the villa, and they are cleaned frequently. Even the beds have to be remade. Who told you to come so suddenly? It would have been nice if you had told me in advance. You already have my phone number, right?"

“Then there won’t be this sense of surprise.”

Her Majesty the Queen spoke with confidence.

Mira tapped her lips and thought for a while, then suddenly snapped her fingers, and a small light bulb lit up above her head.

"In that case, why don't we all sleep in the same room tonight? Although it might be uncomfortable to be squeezed together with others, we should be able to overcome the disadvantages if we have them."

"what?"

Qin Wuque almost thought he had heard it wrong.

Her Majesty the Queen continued to speak to herself.

"According to Miss Mingmei, she just told you to go back to your room before eleven o'clock, but she didn't say I couldn't come with you, right?"

"..."

Well, you are worthy of it.

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Chapter 492: Her Majesty's New Life