Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The unruly Song Qiao took the letter of appointment and left Satellite 3 with an annoyed look on his face.

After she left, in a building somewhere, a woman wearing glasses and a white research coat stood in front of Si Qing, holding two genetic test reports in her hands.

"Ah! I really don't know where you found this divine person, but the genetic match between her and you is as high as 99%! The one specially customized for you by the research institute is only 60%!" the woman said in disbelief.

It was rare that Nineteen was not with Si Qing. There were only her and the woman in this room.

"Ai Wen, report it to me." Si Qing stretched out his hand.

Ai Wen handed the report to Si Qing, who glanced at it quickly, and then the two reports were reduced to ashes in her hands.

"To be honest, I can't even imagine how strong your children will be! The Crimson Flower will have the strongest bloodline! Oh my God! She is a gift given to you by the stars. You two are truly a match made in heaven. Destined to be together!" Alvin was still chattering, and she seemed even more excited than the person involved.

Unfortunately, there was no joy on the face of the person involved. On the contrary, her face was gloomy and scary, like a prelude to the coming storm.

"What if I insist on letting Nineteen mark me?" Si Qing interrupted Aiwen.

Ivan looked at her like she was a fool, "Are you crazy? 99% of them don't work, so why don't you go find Nineteen? The success rate is too bad, and her body was produced through an experiment, and the glands were sealed at your request. , even if it is solved, it will affect future generations."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you can inherit the Crimson Flower." Si Qing's tone became more urgent.

Ai Wen opened his mouth, but before he could persuade him, Si Qing raised his hand.

She looked extremely tired at this time. She was sitting in a wheelchair, holding her forehead with one hand and raising the other hand to stop Alvin from continuing to speak.

"I want to...calm down..."

"Okay, I'll leave first. If you need anything, contact me." Ivan nodded.

"By the way, the research institute has recently released a new gadget. I will mail it to you in two days." Before leaving, Ivan left a message.

After Ai Wen left, Si Qing was the only one left in the room.

After a while, the door opened and Si Qing came out in a wheelchair. "Arrange for someone to clean it up." Si Qing said coldly.

All the instruments in the room were completely destroyed, as if they had been hit by a storm.

After returning to the bedroom, Si Qing buried herself in the doll. After a long time, she raised her head and tapped her fingertips. A virtual pop-up box appeared in front of her, and it was Song Qiao.

At this time, Song Qiao was reviewing documents in the director's office. She was wearing a uniform, sitting upright, and taking a sip of the coffee next to her from time to time. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and her bangs hung down in front of her forehead when she lowered her head, making her look a little more feminine.

After finally approving all the documents, she leaned back, leaned on the back of her chair, raised her legs, put them on the table, and then asked the smart AI to play music.

She is a person who knows how to enjoy herself, and she also knows how to enjoy herself in hardships. Si Qing paid attention to the other person through the surveillance camera, with a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

After the music played for a while, Sia walked in and put down a bunch of files.

Song Qiao screamed, "Ah!! Why are there so many!!"

"We need to establish branches and operational bases in various galaxies, hurry up!" Xia urged.

Song Qiao covered his face, "I'm so tired... I'm going blind! I want to resign!! My dream is to be an interstellar pirate! Not a director!"

"What good are interstellar pirates! You'll die if the strategic-class spaceship is shot down!" Shia sneered, taking away Song Qiao's hand covering her face, and at the same time squeezed Song Qiao's raised legs with her legs, and pulled her closer. desk.

"Hey~ You are so skilled in your movements, why don't you help me approve it, dear Xia~" Song Qiao said pitifully, blinking his big eyes and looking up at Xia.

Xia coughed slightly and turned Song Qiao's head, "Hurry up!!!!"

Fresh, vigorous, vitality.

Si Qing always liked scenes like this, which made her feel like she was still alive, but at this time, she felt that the scene was particularly dazzling.

For the first time, he began to doubt his decision. He transferred Xia to the position of adjutant. The original intention was to contain Song Qiao and prevent him from being defeated, but now Si Qing felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.

Just as he was about to play coquettishly and rest for a while, Song Qiao suddenly felt a chill coming over him.

There is murderous intent!

She immediately sat up straight and mentally scanned the area, but found nothing.

Sia looked at her strangely, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'll take a look now." Song Qiao said to Xia.

After Xia left, Song Qiao scanned around again, "Eh? Is it because I'm too tired recently?" Song Qiao scratched his head.

On the other side, Si Qing looked at Song Qiao's movements and snorted, "Your strength is improving very quickly... But your mental power is almost stronger than some Omegas..."

After turning off the monitor and turning over, Si Qing found a beautiful red flower in her hand. She plucked the petals and muttered something.

"Kill, eat, kill, eat..."

In the director's office, Song Qiao kept sneezing. She stood up, took the coat hanging on the side and put it on, "I think I have a cold..."

[You don’t have a cold in your body. 】

"I really feel like I have a cold. If someone is thinking about me, it must be my dear old lady Ziqing who is thinking about me~" Song Qiao said with disgust.

[I think Meng Lingyu is thinking about you. Isn’t she also your wife? 】

Song Qiao was silenced by one sentence, "That's enough. Let's let each other go. Don't scare me."

[Do you think Meng Lingyu will make you unable to get out of bed when he sees you again? 】

"Ahhhhhh!!! Shut up! Shut up!! Why are you such a dirty dog ​​system! Please stop reading boss novels, please!!" Song Qiao screamed.

[Tch...don't take it seriously. Speaking of which, they are not on the same plane as you. Is it possible that Si Qing is thinking about you? 】

"She? She thinks that something is wrong with me. I could have gone to see Hailey three days ago, but she suddenly gave me so much work. If she misses me now, is she thinking of how to kill me?"

[Nervous, why is she trying to kill you? Maybe she is thinking about how to eat you. 】

"It's enough!!"

In the bedroom, Si Qing took off the last petal and opened her thin lips: "Eat it..."

She automatically ignored that she had said "eat" four times in a row. If she followed the order, it should be her turn to kill.

All the petals disappeared, and she lay on her back, with the glands on the back of her neck pulsing slightly, as if responding to the emotions of the owner of this body.

A light and slightly sweet fragrance came out, which was the only one in the world, the fragrance of crimson flowers.

In the past, Si Qing would have immediately used her mental power to forcibly suppress the emission of pheromones, but today she indulged her body.

She seemed to smell the fragrance coming from Song Qiao that day. She could not find the same smell in the pheromone library, so it was the only one in the world.

"Song Qiao..." Si Qing turned over, bent over, and curled up into a ball, suppressing the sound in his throat, and his body gradually became hot.

Her susceptible period has arrived.