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

"It was true before, it is true now, and it will be true in the future."

Jun Ming did not dodge, his gaze fixed intently on Atar's red eyes, and said earnestly.

"And only Atal is."

At the sound of Jun Ming's unwavering words, Atal's eyes reddened, and his lips twitched downwards as if he were about to cry.

"Atal, would you like to kiss me?"

Jun Ming leaned against the office door, looking up at Atal with an air of complete submissiveness.

They're incredibly well-behaved.

Atal still retained a shred of rationality at this point.

"This is the office..."

Jun Ming looked around. "There are no surveillance cameras, and the door is locked from the inside."

Jun Ming then looked at Atar.

"Really...no!"

Seeing Jun Ming like this, Atal lost all reason. He braced himself against the door frame with one hand, trapping Jun Ming in his arms, and slowly moved closer.

At first, they just lightly touched it, but under Jun Ming's encouraging gaze, they began to tentatively peck at it.

Even though he was the one who initiated the kiss, Atal's legs still went weak from the kiss.

With a forceful movement, Jun Ming reversed their positions. He grabbed Atar's two wrists with one hand and raised them above his head, while his other hand supported Atar's waist.

Junming's kiss was not a simple, fleeting encounter.

It was a long time before Junming and Atar finally parted ways.

Atal was breathing heavily, his chest heaving rapidly, as Jun Ming helped him sit on the sofa.

Jun Ming gently pinched Atar's empty right earlobe.

Waiting for Atal to recover.

Once Atar came to his senses, he remembered to ask Jun Ming why he was at the military headquarters at this time.

"Master, shouldn't you be at the club right now?"

"How did you get here?"

Jun Ming slumped lazily on the sofa, playing with a strand of Atal's hair with his fingers.

"There was a problem at the exchange meeting. One of the male insects went out of control for some reason and started hurting himself."

The exchange meeting ended early.

Upon hearing this, Atar immediately became very nervous.

"Is the lord alright? Was he injured?"

Jun Ming chuckled. "What could possibly happen to me?"

"The exchange meeting was too boring, and I also missed Atar very much. After the incident, I came to the military headquarters to find Atar."

"Will it be a lot of trouble?"

Atal immediately retorted.

"It won't be a hassle."

"I'm so happy that the lord came to see me."

Atar sat shyly beside Jun Ming, but when he said these words, he meant them sincerely.

As if remembering something, Jun Ming squeezed Atar's well-defined hand, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Gertelo said that my teeth marks were from a wild female insect, and that Atal was too thin-skinned to do such a thing."

"Atar, tell me, can you do it?"

Atar's gaze darted around, unable to resist looking at the conspicuous teeth mark on Jun Ming's neck.

"I... I didn't bite him on my own last night."

"It was...it was you, my lord...you made me..."

Atar wanted to say something more to argue, but he stopped when he saw Jun Ming's smile.

It was a genuine, undisguised laugh from the depths of his heart.

Like the warm winter sun, it warmed my heart.

Atar was stunned, having never seen Jun Ming smile like that before, and forgot what he wanted to say.

Atal said, "Do you like it or not?"

Atar did not answer Jun Ming's question, but just stared blankly at Jun Ming's smile, then suddenly reached out and touched Jun Ming's cheek.

"My lord... could you smile more often in the future?"

"very beautiful."

Jun Ming stared intently at Atar and kissed the tip of his finger on the corner of his mouth.

"Does Atal like my smile?"

"I like any powerful ruler."

Atal's fingertips, which had been kissed, trembled violently as if burned, but he did not pull them back.

Instead, Jun Ming grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth.

Jun Ming bit Atal's finger, leaving a tooth mark on Atal's fingertip that would soon fade away.

"Let's see how Atal performs."

Atal looked at his fingertip, which had been gently bitten, and his earlobe turned bright red.

"alright."

"It's lunchtime, isn't Atal going to eat?"

Atal then realized that it was already noon.

He had a lunchbox prepared for him by Jun Ming, but Jun Ming didn't have lunch.

"The male lead probably won't eat the lunchbox I prepared this morning. I'll just drink the nutritional supplement."

Jun Ming frowned in strong disapproval.

"That won't do."

"This bento box was prepared with care for you. I'm not some kind of pampered princess, so just eat whatever you like."

Jun Ming spoke casually, and besides, he had just eaten something at the club, so he wasn't very hungry right now.

"Or Atal will eat lunch, and I'll eat Atal's."

Even at this moment, Jun Ming didn't forget to tease Atar.

"A powerful ruler is all talk and no action."

Atal was somewhat at a loss for words in response to Jun Ming's teasing.

"I'm not joking."

Jun Ming took a strand of Atal's hair, placed it under his lips, and kissed it lightly, his eyes filled with a hint of ambiguity.

Because the hair was in Jun Ming's hands, Atar was caught in a dilemma: whether to stand up or remain still.

After teasing Atal to his heart's content, Jun Ming released Atal's hair, stood up, and set out Atal's lunchbox.

"Isn't there something called a nutritional supplement that's very convenient, and one vial can keep you from starving for a long time?"

I want to give it a try.

Jun Ming's words came from the bottom of his heart.

If nutrient solutions existed on Earth, their search for supplies wouldn't be so difficult.

Atar strongly disagreed with this.

"How could a powerful ruler drink that stuff?"

He shook his head as he spoke, and even placed the knife and fork in Atal's hand in front of Jun Ming.

Jun Ming raised his hand and pushed the knife and fork back to Atar.

"Just try it this once."

"I'm genuinely curious."

Unable to resist Jun Ming's coaxing, Atar softened and agreed.

"Then... I'll have Lieutenant Taylor go and collect it."

Taylor was completely bewildered when he received Atal's order. His superior was having lunch at the military headquarters this time, so why wasn't there a lunchbox?

Taylor swallowed hard, remembering the taste of the lunchbox Atal had brought last time; it was so tempting.

Adjutant Taylor acted quickly, and soon delivered a vial of what he described as a fruit-flavored nutritional supplement.

After Taylor knocked on the door, Atal opened it and took the nutrient solution from Taylor's hand.

Taylor vaguely saw other insects in Atal's office, but he couldn't see them clearly because Atal closed the door so quickly.

Although it was a bit strange, Taylor dutifully delivered the nutritional supplements and left.