Inhibition Marking Committee

Knowing that 90.00% of the other party was lying to him, Xi Mohui still opened the door for the [-]% possibility.

"Where are the needles?"

Huan Xiubai's eyes dodged, he held the bottle in one hand, and grasped one end of the fruit box with the other hand, clamping the entire four-layer wooden box between his arms and ribs with all his strength, and carried it out.

Just now, when Little Widow Xi opened the door, he put his foot into the door and stuck the corner of the door. Now Xi Mo pressed on the handle, trying to close the door, but he couldn't do it.

Huan Xiubai stepped into the door, put the fruit against the corner of the door, resisted Xi Mohui's hand, and pushed the door frame back into the crack to block the looking eyes from outside.Then he raised his head and faced Teacher Xi, standing against the wall, smiling a bit smugly.

Xi Mo turned around and wore a black turtleneck sweater under the windbreaker. This sweater is a little stretchy, and it sticks out very well when you stick it to the body. It has wide shoulders, wide chest, thin waist and long legs. Coupled with this indifferent face, Huan For some reason, Xiu Bai suddenly became thirsty.

Teacher Xi just stared at him, Huan Xiubai was a little guilty, and tried to change the subject: "You brought your own sheets and quilts, which is really nice. Well, your coat is dirty, do you want to wash it? It's not convenient for you to bend down , can I rub my hands for you?"

Simo replied: "My clothes can only be dry cleaned."

"...There is no dry cleaner in this car."

"Then lose it."

There was a silence.Simo sat back on the bed, "What else is there? You can go if you have nothing to do."

Sudden indifference?But Huan Xiubai didn't take it seriously when he heard that a pregnant woman's emotions would go back and forth like this.His fruit was delivered, and he seemed to have nothing else to do, "Then I'm leaving."

He took a step, and always felt that Teacher Xi's face was even more ugly.

"one thing."

"Say."

"The bottom layer is the strawberry, you have to eat it early, or it will go bad."

"...you go now." Xi Mohui couldn't bear it any longer.

Huan Xiubai said one last thing: "I'm in bed No. 2 in compartment 3."

Simo stood up suddenly and asked him, "What do you mean? Tell me this, what do you want to do?"

Huan Xiubai was puzzled: "I don't mean anything else."

The pregnant woman sneered and exposed him, "You reported the bed number because you want me to take the initiative to find you."

It seemed that something was wrong, but Huan Xiubai's original intention was indeed to let him come to him for help when he had something to do.

So the straight man Huan admitted generously: "That's right, that's what I meant."

"Who do you think I am? Hmph, that's how you see me." Wen Mei's face turned to the dark window, reflecting the tense corners of the teacher's mouth from the glass window.

"I'm not, I'm not." Huan Xiubai subconsciously retorted in the desire to survive.

"Still denying it? Didn't you admit it yourself? I worked so hard, why should I go to you, I won't go." Thinking that he came to this wasteland world with a harsh environment to save someone's life, Xi Mo replied. Feel worthless at this moment.

He could have stayed at the ERD and raised his baby.

The other party didn't know anything about the suffering and pain in her heart when she was pregnant with this person's child.

He is an omega, what he wants in his heart, what should he be considerate of, why does he have to say it out, so that the other party can understand?

Just want someone to stay and sleep with him for a night, and he has to go through two carriages, cheeky, and knock on the door in front of so many people?

unacceptable!

"Then send me a text message, and I'll come find you." Huan Xiubai still didn't understand what the other party was struggling with.

Xi Mohui directly issued the eviction order: "I'm going to sleep."

"See you tomorrow then."

The door really closed and the people really left.Simo sat back down, lying on the small table, his eyes facing the door, and he was in a daze for a while.The fresh and fruity aroma of the fruit wafts through the room.

What should he do?

If after a few months he still hasn't found the trick to partially control the time regression, this person has lost his memory forever, and if he is ignored, will he really live in misery like the big belly O next door said?

Huan Xiubai said to raise the child for him...

How is it possible, just talk casually.An omega of unknown origin, her husband died, and she took a child to run around. Because of her sympathy and the strong's desire to protect the weak, she just talked fast, that's all.

Xi Mohui has long seen through the inferiority of this person who likes to show off his prestige in front of the weak.

"Dong dong dong dong-"

Simo looked back to the door expectantly, and it took a few seconds before he realized that there should be ringing in the box.

He kicked the box on the ground, and it opened to both sides, and collapsed and loosened under the interlayers where medicines, daily necessities, clothes, and simple food were neatly placed, and a black band protruded from the edge of the rattling food bag. With a dragon head with fine scales, it spread its wings three times fatter, pulled the mouth of the box, got out of the whole, and flew to the table in a circle, stretching its whole body vigorously.

"I'm suffocating my uncle!"

"How did I teach you before you came here?" Simo tapped his finger on the table back.

"'You can't say my uncle, you can't recognize the stupid master, you can't call Baimao, and pretend you are Baimao's dragon egg', is that so?" The dragon sucked the crumbs on the tip of its claws, and immediately looked at the rapidly changing night scene outside the window. interested.

Simo returned to observe the changes of the miniature dragon, and this shrunken dragon "model" could still fully show its overall appearance.Compared with before it was put into the Time Barrier, the dragon's horns were sharper, its claws and hind legs were thicker and more powerful, and even a tuft of flame-colored hair grew from the tip of its bare tail, making it look more mighty and powerful.

This should be close to the state of adulthood.

In order to verify his idea, Xi Mohui ordered again: "Show me a change."

The dragon lying on the window sill reluctantly flew to the ground, and with a slight "bang", there was a boy wrapped in black in the room.

He was still thirteen or fourteen years old, tall for his age, with light honey-colored skin, short black hair, a small braid hanging down the back of his head, and the tail of the braid was bright red hair.

His eye sockets are deep, his nose bridge is high and his lips are thick, and his outline looks like a foreign race.Although she is beautiful and outstanding thanks to the excellent genes of her two god-level parents, the leather jacket, which has inherited more of the Dragon God's looks, is born with a wild and sexy face, which has nothing to do with being delicate and gentle.

Long shook his body against the car window glass in surprise: "My uncle is twice as tall as last time!"

Xi Mohui said slowly: "It means that my experiment is in the right direction. Not surprisingly, you are now the first dragon with an age of 180."

He looks a bit unexpectedly big, and he uses it as the eldest son in his settings, which is barely usable.

He found a set of modern clothes and threw them to Long to change into, while he was lost in thought.

He holds the law of time in his hand, and if he wants to save Huan Xiubai, it's best to start from this aspect.However, the open backtracking time not only consumes a lot of energy/blood, but also changes all established facts, and seriously causes the collapse of the entire world line.

In case of improper operation, the time was advanced, and Huan Xiubai changed his mind and did not go to work in MOC. There are hundreds of thousands of worlds, and the vast sea of ​​people, where is he going to find someone?

Besides, that would be accompanied by permanent amnesia... You can't say "amnesia", it means "it didn't happen at all".

Therefore, Simo thought over and over again, and the best way is to precisely control the use of time on a certain person or something.

It seems simple in theory, but in practice, it is more than a hundred times more difficult than "open".As early as in the [unnamed] world, he established an experimental field underground in the Holy See, trying to use the sick villagers of Plague Village to conduct human experiments on [expanding precision], narrowing the scope of time use, allowing them to work in the early morning Resurrection, sunset death.

Now, with the indestructible magical creature of the dragon in hand, his experimental subjects naturally shifted to the leather jacket.

Not only did the leather jacket not contradict him, but he almost breathed fire to celebrate his early adulthood.

"We'll be able to find the male dragon in a few days!" The quickly matured boy tugged at his jumper, laughing wildly.

Xi Mo lowered his head and wrote down in his notebook:

Experimental defect: After observation, the level of intelligence has not increased, and further improvement is needed.

After such an interruption from Long, Xi Mo's sadness in his heart disappeared.An An slept soundly through the night. When she woke up, she was still confused about where the noise was coming from. She turned over, closed her eyes and vaguely remembered that she was still on the train.

He squinted his eyes and opened them, looked at the time, it was still serving breakfast.He got up, washed and dressed, took out a thin gray plaid coat from the box, draped it loosely on his shoulders, woke up the sleeping leather jacket, and came to the dining car.

As soon as the big and small stepped into the carriage, they immediately attracted everyone's attention. Twenty or thirty pairs of eyes were glued to each other, and they didn't know whether it was noodles or porridge that was handed to their mouths.

"Hey, Teacher Xi, who's baby is this, a foreigner!" Dui Chen shouted across six tables towards the door with a rough voice.

Like all parents in the world, Xi Mohui pushed the 180-year-old "child" forward, and said softly, "Call your uncles and aunts."

The leather jacket pretended to be cute: "Hi uncles and aunts, I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

All the aunts and aunts present covered their mouths and muttered: "Oh, it's so pitiful, you're such a handsome kid, it doesn't sound right when you talk."

"It's kind of like an imbecile."

They don't know that the leather jacket is just a "foreign language" that is not fluent. If they speak dragon language, they can use the dragon's 297 ways of insulting humans to form a single word, and they can scold them until the DNA strand breaks without breath.

Xi Mo went back to Dailong to find an empty table and sat down.Team Chen and three men in their early forties gathered around, holding their hands behind their backs and treating the leather jacket as a rare item.

"Isn't this your eldest child that you said? Did you pick him up at the stop last night?"

The middle-aged "filial son" smiled and wanted to reach out to touch the small curly hair on the top of the leather jacket. The dragon showed a mouthful of white teeth and opened his mouth to bite someone's hand.

"Ahem." Simo kicked "the child" under the table.

The leather jacket mouthed him: I'm hungry!

"Waiter, please serve him five bowls of fried rice." After Simo shouted back, he explained gently to the others: "The child is growing up, so he will always eat more."

Chen Dui hurriedly said: "That should be, that's for sure, hahahaha, it's a blessing to be able to eat."

The bald man clicked twice, and his gossip soul was burning: "Xiaoxi, I didn't realize that you also found a foreign husband. I heard that foreigners smell very bad. Pheromone smells like onion or stinky cheese. Haha you can bear it too."

Simo took a sip of the tea brought by the flat-faced flight attendant and ignored it.

The bald man made fun of himself, touched his chin, and asked, "Your stomach is also a foreign product?"

Holding the handle of the teacup, his fingers turned red, and Simo raised his face: "It's not a father."

"Ah?! There are actually two men in front of you, tsk tsk, it's not strange, it's not strange at all."

Simo sighed inwardly.This situation, he has long expected.A child without a biological father will definitely be questioned and scrutinized through the belly with various eyes.

The four men were about to disperse when a man came in from the other end of the dining car. He walked forward stiffly without looking sideways, and found that the person he was looking for was sitting beside him.

Simo looked back at him walking from one end to the other, and he was about to go out. After struggling for a while, he called out softly: "Huan Xiubai."

A pale face turned around, and Xi Mo saw at a glance how confused the other party was. He put down his teacup, stood up and took a step, when Huan Xiubai, who was striding over, grabbed his arm and dragged him away.

Walking to the empty place at the junction of the two carriages, Huan Xiubai's body swayed with the vibrating floor, and his spirit was not stable, his surface was blank, like three souls lost seven souls.

"What do you want from me?" Simo asked impatiently.

Omega's lips twitched twice, unable to utter the exact words, the hand that had been tightly stuffed in the coat pocket was slowly withdrawn, and the things held in the hand were also exposed under Simo's eyes.

Simo looked back to see what it was, his eyelids twitched, he snatched it, and brought it close to his eyes.

Huanxiu's pale voice penetrated into Xi Mohui's body: "Mr. Xi...help me...see if I'm pregnant..."

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In fact, it took nearly a month to find out in reality. Brother Huan needed this for the plot, and it took half a month to check it out.Don’t be surprised where the pregnancy test stick came from, because the beauty perspective is not covered in this chapter, but it will be discussed in the next chapter. (Whispered to say that it is actually in the set that you get when you buy fruit, buy fruit, and send a baby to you hahaha

Brother Huan is in a panic now, very panicked, and found out that he is pregnant, but he doesn't know who the father of the child is.Fortunately, Meimei is by his side, hold on tight!No matter how you say Brother Huan is ten times happier than his sister-in-law, we are beautiful, gentle, strong, reliable and delicate, [-] times better than Spicy Chicken Little Moji!

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