I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

Yang Qibei dispersed his mental cloud into a dense "mist", closely "stared" at Yu Qinghuan's mental state, "seeing" with satisfaction, and accompanied by his warm and ambiguous tune, this mentally strong but And such a stingy human being finally opened his hard shell with difficulty, revealing "joy", "enjoyment", "pain" and "thriller" honestly and generously.

The spirit cloud tentacles pounced on it almost greedily, sweeping away the emotions emanating from the strong spirit body, caressing Yu Qinghuan reluctantly, wanting to get more and more delicious food.

A very faint scent of chestnut flowers diffused, and the tingling that penetrated the spinal cord, a faint blush appeared on Yu Qinghuan's face, he opened his eyes with all his strength, and finally became fully awake.

Holding Yang Qibei's chest, he tried his best not to look so embarrassed, and slowly sat still.

Yu Qinghuan was a little embarrassed, smiled wearily, and said apologetically: "It seems that your 'unconventional' treatment is really overbearing. But the curative effect... Hey! You know it."

He looked down, discussing some, uh, perhaps overly stimulating "medical"-induced "little accident" of puberty with a "peer" of the same sex, which was never experienced before.

Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at his "doctor in charge" with some embarrassment and amused, but there was a pair of sparkling eyes staring at the unspeakable "accidental" wet marks. He moved his legs uncomfortably to cover up the traces a little.

Yang Qibei suddenly raised his head: "That's..." What? !

Full of eroticism and life energy.

Of course he knows that this is an important substance that normal adult male humans have to pass on genetic genes, including water, various proteins, enzymes, amino acids, lipids, sugars...the most important ingredients, each Each grain contains more than 75 trillion genetic information.There are hundreds of millions of individual genetic information elements in every milliliter of this substance. 1

Among the hundreds of millions of effective information carriers, only the luckiest one or a few have a very small chance to meet another set of genetic information system of an adult female, so as to effectively combine and give birth to a new life.

As a way of reproduction, the natural elimination and barbaric selection of a one-in-a-billion chance, without any genetic filtering and calculation of the direction of evolution, completely depend on the extremely small probability and the extremely long time compared to the life of an individual human being. Natural evolution can be called pure wild growth.

Moreover, among the interesting human beings on Earth, the vast majority of individuals give up everything in the process of reproduction, vainly chasing the pleasure brought by the secretion of dopamine, and even indulge in it—for example, in the memory of this body, "Yang Qibei" has nothing to do. There is no need to chase "beauties" to the extreme, and then seek the emptiness and sense of accomplishment brought about by the release of genes.

When Yang et al looked through those memories, he couldn't help but feel that this is the primitive civilization universe with abundant food and no external crisis, the innocent and lucky intelligent creatures bred, especially "Yang Qibei" "This kind of individual possessing extremely abundant resources recklessly squanders everything—money, power, time, and even life.

However, the memory cells did not tell him that human beings are so outrageously extravagant.

——Each random eruption of genetic material, hundreds of millions of reproductive cells, each carrying the most quintessential life energy!

Among so many nerd favorite fantasy novels on the Internet, is it possible that the so-called "refinement into qi, refining qi into god" in the Huaguo Taoist tradition is based on the original understanding of refining life energy to enhance the essence of the soul?

"...Brother Qibei? Yes, is this situation not very good?"

Boss Yu was a little confused, and felt that some areas were a bit cold, cough, that meant cramped.

Yang Qibei stared at the small pool of wet marks, and the faint scent of chestnut flowers in his nose kept getting in. He found a similar memory not long ago with incomparable precision—the "solo dance" when Lao Qiu filmed Zhao Qingyuan. At that time, he sang the Siren's "Soul Song" for the first time in front of many humans, and the men's "passion-desire" mixed with "excitement" and "pleasure" swept over. At that time, in the sweet and full emotional waves I also smelled such a smell full of "life energy" in my life.

But the degree of richness and life energy cannot be compared with the current one at all.

Using his rationality to suppress the tentacles of the spiritual clouds that were so excited that they would wrap Yu Qinghuan into a cocoon, Yang Qibei tried his best to restrain himself, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, there is nothing wrong, it is simply...too 'beautiful. ' is."

Yu Qinghua was amused by his choice of words: "Brother Qibei, I thought that I was the Chinese cultural 'semi-literate' who had been in the United States for decades."

He smiled and asked: "So, this 'unconventional treatment' seems to be successful?"

"...can't be successful anymore. You can try to walk around."

Yang Qibei clenched his teeth desperately, and tried hard to swallow the sentence that could be blurted out anytime, anywhere - take off your pants and let me taste the life energy of human beings.

Only by being patient and waiting for the most appropriate hunting opportunity will you reap the sweetest fruit.

He believed that the loss caused by rashly disturbing a fragile, delicious partner whose intuition and sensitivity were obviously beyond the average human being would definitely be greater than the temporary satisfaction of greed.

Yu Qinghuan also felt that his condition was very good, he had never been better, although this "unconventional treatment" made him too tired to move a finger, and, um, a little embarrassing.

However, in front of a doctor who is trying his best to treat you, such things as face are really irrelevant.

"Thank you." He smiled and asked: "If you don't mind, Brother Qibei, can I borrow your bathroom here?" I really don't want to go back so sticky.

good chance!

Yang Qibei's eyes suddenly sparkled, he stood up quickly, and warmly invited: "Of course, I'm very happy."

Before he finished speaking, he picked up Yu Qinghuan with both hands, and rushed to the door with a princess in his arms.

Boss Yu was turning his head to face the door, and blurted out: "Ah Qi!"

Unprepared to be hugged by Yang Qibei, Yu Qinghuan was startled, and reflexively hugged his neck.

At the same time, Ah Qi quickly pushed the door open and entered, almost colliding with the hurrying Yang Qibei.

Ah Qi's eyes were bulging with anger, staring at the boss who was held in both hands by the old bacon Yang Qibei, his face was flushed and his eyes were startled, and he jumped down from the door with a chill, him!This guy really can't be changed by a dog... Bah!He really dared to attack Mr. Yu!

A wave of anger surged up, even if he couldn't beat him, he had to teach this bastard a lesson...

"Brother Qibei, it's enough if Ah Qi can help me, so don't bother me." Yu Qing smiled and let go of her hands, trying to gently drop her feet to the ground, supporting Yang Qibei's shoulders, just as her feet landed on the ground , he was pleasantly surprised to find that it seemed that he could really try to walk.

Yu Qinghuan's voice was a little trembling, she stared at her trembling steps, and stretched out her hand to Ah Qi in front: "Ah Qi! Help me."

Ah Qi's "furious rage" was completely overwhelmed by the "surprise" that the boss could walk.

Yu Qinghuan took a short breath, supported the person to stand firm, turned her head and smiled relievedly: "Brother Qibei, you don't know how lucky I was to choose to be willful, come here, and meet such a 'magical' you. "

In another "invisible" dimension above Yang Qibei's head, the spirit cloud was writhing longingly, every tentacle wanting to entangle with Boss Yu, who was smiling freely. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a "smile": " You are Welcome."

Quickly lead the way in front, so as not to be impatient.

Ah Qi silently helped the boss to move forward slowly, came in in a wheelchair, and went out standing up, it was too miraculous, he hadn't been able to switch from the intense changes of various complex emotions he had regarding Yang Qibei come over.

Fortunately, there is a separate bathroom on the second floor. Yu Qinghuan, who can just walk a few steps, has arrived before feeling too tired.

Watching the housekeeper lead several housekeeping staff to quickly prepare the bathroom, Yang Qibei casually walked to the bathtub, tried the water temperature, pointed to the exquisite artistic bamboo basket next to it, and said, "Just put the dirty clothes there. What's the matter?" Need to say it."

Yu Qinghuan nodded with a smile.

Watching the bathroom door being gently closed, Yang Qibei hid behind the corner, quietly waiting for someone to appear.

Five minutes later, Xiao Mao, a housekeeper, walked by holding a bamboo basket containing Boss Yu's changed clothes.

"stop--"

A deep voice suddenly sounded, although the voice was very soft, it seemed to explode in my mind strangely.

Xiao Mao was suddenly stunned and stopped in a daze.

A pair of hands quickly and accurately picked out a pair of off-white casual trousers with some wet stains from the basket, and quietly disappeared.

After a while, Xiao Mao came to his senses, shook his head blankly, always felt that something was wrong, and went to the laundry room with the basket in doubt.

Yang Qibei watched him walk away without realizing it, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

The trump card of his hunting career - using emotional shock waves to shake the spirits of intelligent creatures, so as to achieve instant negative buffs similar to "dizziness" and "chaos", paying attention to "killing" with one blow!Even across a universe, even if it's just used to steal a pair of pants, it's still accurate, powerful and trustworthy.

With the passage of time, the life imprint energy released by Yu Qinghuan rapidly diminished. Even so, there are still a lot of initial life energy in the remaining traces. Unfortunately, the emotions contained in it are very light, slightly "relaxed", "joyful", " Relief", mixed with a very light special floral fragrance, swept away by the tentacles of the spiritual cloud like a whirlwind.

It seems to be a springy shrimp with matcha fragrance, and it is also like a rich and sweet fish soup with a hint of "fishy" smell of seafood...

Yang Qibei tasted it obsessively, trying to distinguish the difference from the ones he absorbed when he sang the "Witch Song" to everyone last time. It seems that there is a unique taste of spiritual power here, which is fresher and richer in life energy.

It's a pity that he can't fully absorb these "physical" energies, but can only use the spiritual cloud to suck the emotions containing life energy.

Does every human male have such a "good thing" rich in energy and emotion, which is volatile at certain moments, or is Yu Qinghuan a special one among them?

"You, what are you doing?!"

Ah Qi walked out of the bathroom, and was about to call someone to bring Boss Yu's clothes for a change of clothes, when he turned the corner, he saw Yang Qibei pinching the boss's trousers, sniffing intoxicatedly...

He knows this, this bastard is a pervert!