Can read minds and not mark

Before Lin Han spoke, He Yunting continued: "If you feel offended or uncomfortable, just tell me."

His voice seemed different from the one he heard a few minutes ago. Lin Han even felt that he could almost hear a hint of caution and flattery.

Some Alphas will forcibly use pheromones to suppress Omegas when they are in heat, forcing them to surrender.

But now it was completely different. The two were not far apart and not in the same room. He Yunting didn't even look back.

A very faint amount of Alpha's pheromones diffused up, soothing the willful cells that were originally clamoring to rush out of the body.

Lin Han once thought that an Alpha like He Yunting would have a strong and aggressive pheromone smell. For example, when he was still in school, two Alphas would fight over trivial matters. The smell of rust made Lin Han's legs weak as he passed by, and he almost couldn't walk back to the dormitory on his own.

But He Yunting's pheromones are not like this.

It is a calm and restrained oud fragrance, but it is not heavy. Instead, it has a hazy mystery and an ascetic flavor with a sense of distance.

However, He Yunting exercised restraint and only released a little bit before stopping. Therefore, the pheromone smell in the second cockpit was not strong enough. There was only a warm and soft woody fragrance, mixed with the sweet fragrance of Omega.

"Thank you." Lin Han came back to his senses and said after feeling that the fatigue in his body had significantly eased, "I'm fine."

It's also obvious what he means.

No matter what, you can't be greedy for the taste of an Alpha who has no possibility of being with you.

He Yunting listened and politely put away the pheromones.

After such a period of time, he himself calmed down.

He didn't know why he was so sensitive to the pheromone of an Omega he had never met a few times. When Lin Han came over to enter data for him, he could hardly control his gaze and moved his eyes to the soft back of his neck.

Fortunately, he had strong determination and forced Lin Han to enter the second cockpit before he began to adjust himself.

Lin Han could only see that He Yunting's back was turned to him. After the other party put away the pheromones, the two of them were silent for a while, and then he spoke again: "Then let's get started."

"Just use your mental power to connect to the AI ​​center as before," Lin Han said, "I will... try my best to help you control it."

Even though he said this, Lin Han was still nervous.

There was a rustling sound from the communication device that had been silent. He Yunting's voice came from the earphones again across the cab: "Don't be afraid. Just try it in the repair room. It's not difficult. Just follow my instructions."

"it is good."

The ebony smell of the second cockpit dissipated, and Lin Han stared at the screen in front of him, not missing any data.

Soon he saw that all the systems in the cockpit belonging to He Yunting were activated. The other party used his uninjured hand to input commands skillfully. The highest center of the mecha was activated under the drive of mental power. Lin Han also heard in his ears: A gentle mechanical female voice came.

"No. M2742, the ignition is completed, the fuselage is started, the AI ​​center is turned on, the first cockpit is ready, please give instructions."

"Transfer to the second cockpit for control," He Yunting said solemnly, "Apply for interconnection with the second cockpit."

"Preparations for interconnection with the second cockpit, please be prepared."

"Lin Han." He Yunting called him in his voice, his voice still cold but with an imperceptible gentleness, "Take a deep breath."

Lin Han did as he was told.

"Put your right hand on the second joystick and push it to the upper right."

"Don't be nervous with your left foot and continue to hold it steady."

"Don't worry about me, and don't raise your head. I've already figured out the angle for you."

"The fuselage will tremble, don't be afraid."

Lin Han tried hard not to tremble, but there was still a lot of sweat on his hands.

He obviously knew all the mechas well, but when it came to operating them himself, he still couldn't help but panic.

But fortunately, every instruction given by He Yunting was accurate. Lin Han gradually relaxed, no longer worried too much, and just listened to the instructions in the earphones.

With the cooperation of the two, the M2742 engine roared and began to move forward slowly. The repair room was large enough, and this giant machine began to move forward under Lin Han's slightly clumsy operation.

"Don't be afraid." He Yunting added, "The data on my side shows that everything is normal."

"The next step may be a little uncomfortable."

"Release the lever in your left hand, hold it tight with your right hand, and hold still."

"Okay." Lin Han finally responded, with a trembling voice, "Ah——"

Just as he finished speaking, the fuselage shook violently and left the ground.

Lin Han still screamed at the sudden feeling of overweight, but he quickly calmed down and continued to listen to the instructions in the earphones.

"Don't be afraid." He Yunting said.

Although the control of the fuselage is in the second cab, the control of the mental power is completely controlled by He Yunting.

M2742 moved slowly up and down in the repair room. Due to the unfamiliarity of the pilot, the movements seemed not smooth, and he seemed to be inexplicably naive.

It was probably rare for He Yunting to say so many words, and even he didn't pay attention. Among the countless instructions, except for necessary operations, the two words he said the most were "don't be afraid."

"Look, you can drive it too," he said.

You can control it, you can control it, even if this time, you are only limited to this narrow world.

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Lin Han's physical condition was already poor, and due to the fact that he was in estrus, He Yunting did not let him drive any more. He only asked Lin Han to stop after confirming that the mental connection system was not damaged.

Lin Han was sweating all over. After the system's mechanical female voice announced that the engine was turned off, he fell down on the driver's seat and began to pant.

He Yunting didn't rush him and waited quietly in the cockpit in front of him.

After a while, Lin Han took off his helmet, stood up holding the lever, and walked to the cabin door.

There was a knock on the door of the repair room, and Lu Anhe's lazy voice came: "Boss, have you done it-"

His choice of words was very subtle, not "repair" or "test", just the word "make", but his tone was very candid, and it was difficult to doubt whether he did it on purpose.

Moreover, Lu Anhe had no intention of coming in after he finished speaking. He seemed to be urging him, telling He Yunting that it was almost time to leave.

So Lin Han saw He Yunting pause for a moment, then left the key of the mecha where it was, took off his helmet and stood up from the cab, and then looked up at the young man in the second cab.

Lin Han's black hair was half wet, and before the panting in his chest calmed down, he looked up.

He saw He Yunting standing at the door of the cabin, but he did not stand on the elevator immediately, but waited for him to join him.

He nodded to He Yunting, walked out of the hatch, and took the elevator with him.

When the two of them reached the ground, Lin Han finally recovered. He knew that Lu Anhe was probably urging him to leave by looking for him, so just as he was about to say something, he saw that He Yunting seemed to hesitate for a moment before reaching out to him.

Lin Han's mind was still a little sluggish, and he was stunned for a moment as he was not wearing gloves.

And He Yunting just froze his hands in the air and took no further steps.

Lin Han called him: "General?"

He Yunting seemed to have just thought of what to say at this moment. After a few seconds, he tightened his lips and said, "Goodbye."

It turned out that I wanted to shake his hand.

Because Lin Han was alone in the second cab just now, he had already taken off his gloves for convenience. At this time, a pair of cold white hands were covered with sweat. He hesitated and still did not hold them immediately.

He saw that the blue light in He Yunting's eyes dimmed a little.

Probably because the emotion was too obvious, Lin Han felt a little unbearable for no reason. When He Yunting was about to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, he took out a glove and put it on, leaned forward and took a step forward, holding the other person's hand.

"Goodbye, general." Lin Han's face finally lost some of its wariness towards He Yunting since the day of the celebration banquet, and became more gentle as usual. Due to the quick movements, their foreheads almost touched each other.

The first time, Lin Han only cared about what the other person was saying, but this time, through the gloves, he could feel the warmth of the other person's palms and the thin calluses on his fingers through the fabric.

He raised his eyes and saw that even though the expression on the admiral's face was the same as usual, perhaps because he was too close, Lin Han still saw a glint of light that had been polished again in his blue pupils.

"Yeah." He Yunting said, "See you next time."

He rubbed Lin Han's white gloves with his thumb, and then moved his hand away with the warmth in his palm.

Lin Han looked at him and inexplicably thought of a picture in his mind.

It's like a child who was teased by an adult and took away something he liked. When he was about to cry, he lost it and found it again. He grabbed the beloved toy again and burst into laughter.

But He Yunting is obviously not a moody person, let alone a child who can cry or make trouble.

He is a general who is respected by everyone in the empire and has great military exploits. He is a sharp sword that the enemies fear.

But his pupils were very blue, and his eyes looked beautiful when he looked at her.

He Yunting's thin lips were still straight and cold, but the corners of Lin Han's mouth curled up slightly.

This experience of knowing other people's secret thoughts made him not hate it for the first time.