The gentle, sickly beauty is a cold and aloof general.

Burned by Jun Ming's undisguised gaze, Atal quickly lowered his head.

Although the male insect's words seemed harmless at first glance, Jun Ming's tone clearly carried a deeper meaning.

Atal's intuition told him that if he made a mistake in the future, Jun Ming's punishment would be something he would never forget.

It's best not to try it.

Just as Jun Ming was about to say something more, he was interrupted by a voice from Atal's computer.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Atal's tense expression, Jun Ming thought something had happened.

"It's a message from my adjutant, Taylor."

"He...asked me when I would be reporting back to the military headquarters tomorrow."

It's not that simple.

Taylor's original words were not exactly as Atal had just said.

Taylor's exact words were: "General, has your lord agreed to let you return to the military and continue in your original position? Today is the last day of your honeymoon, you need to hurry up and get the male's approval."

Atal's retelling discarded the redundant sentences, leaving only the most essential questions.

"oh."

Jun Ming breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that some battle had broken out somewhere and that Atar needed to go to war.

Jun Ming didn't want Atal to be ordered to the front lines just as he was getting closer to him.

"Is Atal's honeymoon only three days long?"

"So, does that mean we have to go back to work as usual tomorrow?"

Jun Ming really didn't know anything about these things, so he asked.

"...Yes, the military granted me three days of leave for my wedding."

Judging from Jun Ming's expression, it was clear that he was unaware that female soldiers needed the male's consent to go out to work after marriage.

After thinking it over, Atal still felt that he couldn't keep it from Jun Ming. Even if he tricked him into signing his name, he would still be labeled as a fraudster.

A strange feeling ran through Atal that Junming would never forgive any insect that had deceived him.

"A mighty ruler..."

Seeing Atal's hesitant manner, Jun Ming knew that Atal must have something to say.

"What's wrong?"

Atal made up his mind and slowly opened his mouth.

"If a female soldier who has married a male insect wants to return to work in the military, she needs the signature of her male master."

"Moreover, if his male master does not agree to the female soldier continuing to stay in her original position, then the female soldier will be transferred to the logistics department."

"I......"

At this point, Atal was too nervous to speak, his hands, which were resting under the table and on his knees, twisted together nervously.

"I see..."

Jun Ming deliberately dragged out the tone.

Atar was so nervous he couldn't lift his head, his eyes unfocused, waiting listlessly for the verdict.

"Atar, look up at me."

Jun Ming's gentle voice rang in Atar's ears.

Atar slowly raised his head, his gaze gradually focusing.

"What does Article Two of the Atal Manual say?"

The words are recited and memorized repeatedly, and without thinking, they just slip out.

"Second rule: You must take the initiative to ask for anything you want."

Jun Ming smiled at Atar, saying nothing more, but his eyes were full of encouragement.

Atal's gaze gradually focused, settling on Jun Ming's almost sickeningly sweet eyes.

The cold body gradually warmed up, and Atal seemed to understand Jun Ming's intention in doing so.

But I'm still a little apprehensive.

Jun Ming did not urge him, but waited silently.

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like only a moment had elapsed.

Atal finally mustered the courage to boldly express his thoughts.

"My lord, I want to return to the military and continue working in my original position."

"We hope the male ruler will sign the consent form."

After saying that, Atar closed his eyes as if trying to escape, not daring to look at Jun Ming's expression.

Atal only heard Jun Ming chuckle softly.

Immediately, a warm touch came from my forehead, which was fleeting and carried the scent of a male insect.

Atal was startled and suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that Jun Ming had already sat back in his original seat, looking completely at ease.

The sensation on my forehead was fleeting, seemingly an illusion, yet not quite.

"Hurry up and get the consent form, otherwise how will you sign it?"

Jun Ming looked at the dumbfounded Atar, and his heart softened.

"Uh...yes."

Atal then got up and went upstairs to his room.

Back in his bedroom, Atal closed the door and stood with his back against it.

He reached out and touched the forehead, which felt strange.

What is that?

Was it a kiss?

Jun Ming's expression was so natural that Atar was hesitant to confirm it.

After calming his racing heart, Atal picked up the consent form he had prepared beforehand from the bedside table.

Then he quickly went downstairs.

When Atal handed the consent form to Jun Ming, his hand was still trembling slightly, and the paper itself was shaking.

Atal tried desperately to control his trembling hands, but all his efforts were in vain.

Jun Ming took the consent form from Atal's hand, then reached out his left hand to hold Atal's trembling hand, while holding the pen in his right hand.

I glanced at it briefly and saw that it said "agree to apply for the original position," so I flipped to the end.

In the section for the leader's opinion, he signed his name with a flourish.

Atal, holding Jun Ming's hand, felt the strength coming from their clasped hands and gradually stopped trembling.

Only after Jun Ming finished writing his name stroke by stroke did Atal's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settle down.

Knowing that Atal cared about this matter, Jun Ming didn't hesitate and handed the consent form to Atal after signing it.

Atal took the consent form with his unheld hand, stared at it blankly for a while, and then carefully put it away.

Jun Ming watched Atal's series of actions without making a sound to disturb him. After seeing Atal carefully put away the consent form, he beckoned with his finger and tickled Atal's palm.

"How does Atal plan to thank me?"

A slight itch came from his palm, and Atal blushed slightly, seemingly feeling a little shy about what was about to happen.

With their hands clasped, Atar took a step closer, getting a little closer to Jun Ming.

Then she leaned down slightly and gently kissed Jun Ming's cheek.

Atal was so embarrassed by doing something like this for the first time that he could hardly speak.

After kissing, I wanted to run away.

Jun Ming pulled him back and held him in his arms. Then, he placed one hand on the back of Atal's head and gently pulled Atal's head down.

It was a solid kiss on the forehead.

It's not a matter of instant separation, nor is it an illusion.

"Good boy/girl."

Junming sighed.

These words acted like a switch, and Atal unexpectedly calmed down after hearing them.

She stayed in Jun Ming's arms, behaving unusually well.

"If something similar happens again, do you know what to do?"

Atar didn't speak, but simply nodded to Jun Ming.

Home is where the heart finds peace.

May all your wishes come true.