BOSS Transmigrates as a Little Cutie

Soundproof walls shouldn't allow sound to pass through, but Chris's hearing is too good, and Jorah's voice is born with a penetrating power that is different from ordinary people.

So this softly humming folk tune echoed clearly in Chris' ears.

The young man's voice was very ethereal. Although it was intermittent because of the pain, it still made Chris seem to see his childhood, the golden wheat waves in the manor, the blue and clear sky, and the crisp birdsong in the morning.

He stopped involuntarily, and leaned over to hear more clearly.

Aberon installed surveillance on Chris, but Chris had already prepared for it. He carried a machine that could shield the surveillance, but the number of times it could be used was limited.

Unexpectedly, he would use his precious shielding times in this situation.

Chris leaned against the wall and listened quietly, his nerves that had been tense for a long time actually relaxed slowly.

Since the federation issued the order to pretend to surrender to the enemy, Chris followed the military order step by step without hesitation, even stepping on the corpses of his comrades-in-arms, even under the loathing eyes of the people who once supported him.

He walked alone in the dark night, but his purpose was to bring light to others.

Chris thought he wouldn't be tired.

But now he knew that he was completely wrong.

Under the cover of this incomparably ethereal singing, Chris even took a nap for a few minutes, sleeping peacefully and relaxing.

Suddenly, the singing stopped.

Chris immediately woke up, there was no trace of confusion in his silver eyes, and the flash of light was like an extremely sharp saber.

He listened for a while, only to hear the sound of shallow breathing.

Fell asleep?

Chris hesitated for a while, and opened the door of the interrogation room.

In the darkness, the boy hanging on the gallows slept soundly with his head on his side.

Chris subconsciously lightened his steps. Under such pain, any second of sleep is precious to the teenager, and he doesn't want to disturb him at all.

Qing Yun didn't expect Chris to come in. He had already proved during the day that he could persevere. Does this cold guy still want to kill him?

Quietly raising his vigilance, Qing Yun paid close attention to Chris' actions.

The man stood in front of Qing Yun and looked at it for a long time before reaching out and putting him down.

Chris released the restraint from the boy's hands, and held him in his arms.Maybe it was because he was too tired during the day, but even with such an action, the boy was not awakened at all.

Holding the boy in his arms like this, he sat down slowly and leaned against the wall. Chris looked at the bruises on Jorah's hands, and pursed his lips.

Wounds more serious than this had already spread all over the boy's body.

Chris took out the healing device that he carried with him and put it on several larger wounds on the boy's body. Fortunately, the effect of the healing device was from the inside out, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to help the boy at all.

Qing Yun was startled, what is this man doing?

help him?Hehe, this healing instrument is not as useful as the soul energy he extracted himself, okay?

Qing Yun was secretly looking forward to the man's departure, so that he could strengthen his body, otherwise he would not dare to act rashly if he was holding the healing device all the time.

Not aware of the boy's thoughts in his arms at all, Chris carefully avoided the transmission line connected to the back of Qing Yun's head and stroked the black hair on his forehead.

When the boy is awake, his eyes are always burning with flames, which is breathtaking.But because of the frailty of the body, people always worry that the flame is like a gorgeous firework, fleeting.

Now that she is asleep, she is extremely well-behaved, and her face is full of innocence.

Fingers followed Qing Yun's face to his neck, and Chris reached out to the back of his neck and stroked the boy's glands twice.

A very strange feeling flowed through Qing Yun's body instantly like an electric current.

Qingyun endured and endured so much that he didn't throw this man out. This body is so strange that it has such a fatal hole!

Chris didn't have any frivolous thoughts, he took the healing device and carefully applied a protective film on the back of the boy's neck.

At present, no one except him realizes that Jorah is an omega.Chris hoped that no one in this place would ever know the secret.After all, compared to beta, omega can suffer much more.

Just thinking of the misfortune that some teenagers may have suffered, Chris couldn't help frowning.

Jorah, who is so strong, gorgeous, and full of faith, shouldn't be subjected to such cruel bullying.

The man's fingers finally left the small piece of skin on the back of his neck, Qing Yun heaved a sigh of relief, but someone's figure flashed involuntarily in his mind.

Will he still follow in this world?If he had already followed, who would he be?

Thinking of this, Qing Yun felt Chris' breath carefully.

Whether it's familiar or not, Qing Yun didn't even feel a trace of breath.Only then did he realize that Chris seemed to be covered in protective clothing all over his body, with the neckline tied up to his chin, and even the glands at the back of his neck were tightly wrapped. How could he feel Chris' breath?

Qing Yun hopes that he is not anyone in the interrogation room in this life, otherwise... hum.

Chris found that the boy in his arms seemed to be in a beautiful dream, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth were playful and cute, and seemed to carry a hint of happiness.

Who was he dreaming about?

Chris became curious for the first time, and various information about Jorah flashed in his mind.

Jorah is engaged to Lucas of the Second Legion?

Chris' hands couldn't help but pause, and a feeling that could be called "displeasure" rose from his heart.Lucas broke his promise with Jorah and stayed with Cosy, which Chris already knew.

But he has never felt anything about this kind of news. It is his own choice who Lucas is with, which does not arouse the slightest emotional fluctuation in Chris.

But now Chris suddenly cared, why did Lucas hurt Jorah?If you can't keep it, why did you make the promise in the first place?

Chris frowned slowly, caressing the boy's face with his fingers without exerting any force.He took Qing Yun's hand and squeezed the young man's round and lovely fingertips.

Why did you dream of him and smile so happily when he betrayed you?

Another strange emotion grew in Chris's heart, growing wildly like weeds, and instantly occupied Chris's entire atrium.

Chris doesn't know. So, he thinks for a moment, defining it as anger at Lucas for his treachery.

Sighing silently, the various emotions in Chris's heart these days are simply more than the sum of all the emotions in his past life.Could it be because I just met a boy?

The strength and beauty shown by the young man are indeed like a cool spring flowing through Chris's tormented heart these days.

But the pain that Chris inflicted on him made the torment in his heart more intense.

Touching the boy's slightly frowning eyebrows with his fingertips, Chris abandoned other thoughts, and used his mental power to set up a powerful protective shield on the boy's body, cutting off the effect of the mental deterrent.

The transmission line cannot be unplugged, otherwise Jorah will suffer another pain when it is reinstalled, and the deterrent cannot be turned off, otherwise it will leave traces.Chris can only use this method to create a better sleeping environment for the teenager.

Qing Yun was completely confused, what do you mean?Isn't this man ready to leave?Surrounded by such powerful mental power, how can he repair his body?

Naturally, it was impossible for Chris to spend all his time on Qing Yun. After staying for two hours, he restored the interrogation room to its original state, and then left.

As soon as he walked out of the interrogation room, the soft breath from Chris' whole body dissipated instantly like a hallucination.

He quietly dodged into a corner. During these days of investigation, he finally got a rough idea of ​​where the gene chip was stored.

He must complete the task quickly.

The Federation has failed again.

The second failure made Lucas extremely irritable. He said to Coxi angrily: "Chris must have a problem. He seemed crazy today, and he even drove the mech to chase me!"

"If he was an emotionless robot before, today he is a raging lion! We need reinforcements from the Third Legion."

Ke Xi couldn't laugh or cry, he said to Lucas while processing the message from the front line: "Lucas, calm down, Chris won't be angry, you are thinking too much."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes to cover the thoughtful look in his eyes.Chris is indeed a bit out of order today, which makes him, who originally suspected that Chris is pretending to join the enemy, a little confused. Could it be that Chris really has a deep and incomprehensible hatred for the Federation?

Suddenly a message interrupted Cauchy's thinking: "There is news from Dr. Ramir!"

"What? Where is he? Has he returned to the Federation?" Lucas surrounded him in surprise.

The loss of gene chips and the threat of flamingo genetic weapons are like a big cloud hanging over the Federation.The top leaders of the Federation tried their best to suppress the news, and a silent panic spread throughout the Federation.

The news that Dr. Lamir's starship was hijacked was more like a thunderstorm, making the storm even more terrifying.

It is undoubtedly the greatest news to get the news of Dr. Lamir now.

"The doctor said..." After seeing Dr. Ramir's message, Cosy's expression suddenly darkened. "He said he is safe now, but he is not planning to return to the Federation for the time being."

"Because he's going to save people!"

Chris didn't know that Dr. Ramir had started his death journey again. To be precise, his mind was blank now, and only in this way could he ensure his rational behavior.

Because the juvenile's torture is about to begin again.

These days, the star thieves tortured Jorah in different ways, as if seeing the young man in pain was their greatest pleasure after the war.

And for Chris, who, as the executioner, put the pain on Jorah himself, this is the time he most wants to escape.He even wanted to switch roles between himself and the boy, so that he wouldn't have to endure the torment in his heart.

Fortunately, the time spent quietly with the teenager gave Chris comfort, otherwise, he didn't know if he could hold on.

One has two, since the first time he heard the boy's beautiful singing, Chris has always been unable to control his footsteps, and always walked to the door of the interrogation room involuntarily.

How much he wanted to escape during the execution every day, and how much he wanted to see the boy in private.

How is he today?Can you hold on?

Does he hate me more?

During these days of getting along, Chris has learned many little habits of teenagers.

Jorah hummed softly when he was in great pain, but no matter how painful he was, his singing was pure and innocent, without a trace of hatred.

Jorah was very clean, and what troubled him more was not the pain on his body but the fact that he hadn't bathed for three or four days.

Jorah would wrinkle his nose and mutter curses at him, but nothing vicious came out of his cursing, often just circling around the words "traitor" and "dreadful fellow."

Jorah would secretly miss someone, and when he thought of him, there would be a very cute smile on his mouth, but he could see the inexplicable anxiety in Chris's heart.

Jorah would still envy his powerful body, longing in a low voice to have such a 3s-level body one day, but Chris just wanted to tell him that he was already strong enough...

Jorah...

In just a few days, the image of Jorah in Chris's heart was completely reversed. He mistakenly thought he was an omega who was so weak that he could only hide behind others, but now Chris had to admit with admiration that even the boy's His body is extremely weak, but he is also a strong man.

Admiration, emotion, heartache, all kinds of complex emotions are entangled in Chris's heart, and now he even uses self-hypnosis to keep himself calm, in case Yalen sees the trace.

After winning several games in a row, the extremely happy Yarron sat on a chair beside him and threw two tubes of reagents to Chris: "Come on, I brought some good things. These are perfect for this whip."