I'm so fragrant after my fiancee fell off the horse

"I'll be your mech control instructor myself, don't you cherish the time?" He Chen teased with a chuckle, breaking the strange silence.

Hang Xiangshu's lips were straightened, he suppressed the inexplicable feeling, and walked forward.

He Chenjiao is patient and meticulous.

Starting from the basics of mecha warriors - the manipulation and use of mental power, more than half of the time has passed after only teaching the basic control of mental power.

"This is the world of spiritual power, if you don't like it—" If you don't like it, he will seal it for him.If he likes it, he taught him how to control it. Even if he's not around, with Hang Xiangshu's comprehension ability, he doesn't have to worry about problems.

"No, I feel good." Before He Chen finished speaking, Hang Xiangshu guessed what he wanted to say, it was nothing more than that he sealed his spiritual power if he didn't like it.Although he didn't get used to it, since the awakening of his spiritual power, he could feel that he was closer to Chu Hechen and had a better understanding, which gave him a sense of satisfaction.

"Okay." He Chen didn't say much, and changed the subject, "You will experience different degrees of oppression when entering the mecha control cabin, and you need to overcome it by yourself."

"It's the first time to try a basic mecha." He Chen said, the surrounding scene changed, and the two appeared in the mecha control cabin, "This is my first mecha—a dark mecha suitable for beginners." Eagle series, half-beast-shaped mechs."

As soon as he entered the control cabin, Hang Xiangshu felt a pressure that squeezed his spirit and body. After operating his mental power according to the method taught by Hechen, the pressure was slightly relieved.

Different from the simulated mecha, the special oppressive feeling inside the mecha seems to stimulate the blood while giving people pressure. The boiling blood makes people feel like they are on the battlefield.

He Chen smiled and watched Hang Xiangshu adapt slowly, and gave a few words of guidance from time to time.Until Erhe's voice came.

[Master, the prison wall has begun to disappear. ]

[I see. ]

A person's spiritual world can only accommodate one intelligent life. If the redundant intelligent life that is forcibly captured is not released within the specified time, it will die, and the prison net woven with the spiritual power of the fit person can only temporarily prolong it. life, does not change the characteristics of non-coexistence.

In Hechen's expulsion plan, he didn't intend to save the system's life, and it is even more impossible to release him after learning about the system's actions.

"What's the matter?" Sensing the change in Hechen's mood, Hang Xiangshu stopped and finally asked.But he didn't notice that his voice was trembling slightly.

"It's time for mecha experience," He Chen raised his eyes, with a smile on his lips, "I'm going out."

"Ah, is it dawn?"

"Soon." He Chen stood up, and the surrounding scenery changed accordingly.

The two appeared on top of a mountain, with willows and pine trees, full of vitality.The breeze blows, green waves are like waves, and the vigorous greenery spreads to the feet. He Chen said slowly: "This is a planet that was accidentally discovered by a trek during a certain retreat."

"The first time I saw it, I thought that I must get enough merits in the future and apply it to my name." He Chen curled his lips, bent one leg, and sat down naturally, "Then, the future and the one you like People spend the rest of their lives here.”

Hang Xiangshu sat down with him, looking at Hechen without blinking.

"Now, it's impossible to settle down here, but it's okay to bring someone you like to visit." He Chen tilted his head, his eyes filled with the person in front of him, his voice was low and gentle.

Hang Xiangshu twitched the corner of his mouth shallowly. For some reason, he couldn't smile.It's obvious that someone is confessing, and it's obvious that he likes both the people and the atmosphere now, but he just feels an inexplicable pain in his throat.

Seeing Hang Xiangshu's faint and unnatural smile, He Chen clasped him into his arms with one arm, and let out a soft laugh from his nasal cavity: "What are you thinking?"

"I'm confessing my love, but you're not paying attention." The voice was low and sweet, and there was a pause, the warm breath slowly moved from behind Hang Xiangshu's ear, to the earlobe, and then slowly touched the corner of the lips.

Clinging to the person behind him, feeling the slight vibration in his chest, Hang Xiangshu's whole body went limp.He Chen's movements were gentle but seductive, making Hang Xiangshu's heart beat soaring, and the panic just now was quickly covered up by the tingling sensation.

The brief entanglement made Hang Xiangshu feel that he was about to indulge in the opponent's offensive, but he suddenly stopped.

The humming leaked between his lips and teeth just now made Hang Xiangshu dare not make any more sound, he only panted lightly, raised his long eyelashes and looked at Hechen who stopped suddenly.

Glancing at Hang Xiangshu, whose eyes were already flushed and his pupils moist and seductive, Hechen restrained his desire, and forced his gaze away, buried his head on the side of the other's neck, greedily absorbing the other's breath.

After a long while, the mood calmed down, thinking that time was running out, and the darkness in the bottom of the eyes disappeared, He Chen said hoarsely: "Xiang Shu, you know... this is a dream."

Not sure whether he can still exist after the system disappears, he chooses to seal up Hang Xiangshu's memory about him.But on the premise of not harming the brain, with his current mental strength, he can only seal it up in disguise and cannot completely erase it.

I just hope that his spiritual power can grow more slowly and not break the seal.

Concealing his thoughts, Hechen slowly diffused his spiritual power, and silently infiltrated Hang Xiangshu's spiritual realm, and continued: "In our dreams, we can meet someone we like, and we can have an illusory relationship..."

Hang Xiangshu's mind was still a little confused, and he was a little dazed when he heard Hechen's thoughtless words.

"But no matter how beautiful the dream is, it is false. You have to live in reality, and don't...don't be affected by illusory things." Hechen breathed heavily, and some words were stuck in his throat, making it difficult to say.

How could he not be able to tell the difference between dreams and reality?Not understanding what Hechen wanted to express, Hang Xiangshu slightly tightened the hand behind Hechen's back, subconsciously wanting to prevent some unknown things from happening.

"You have to distinguish, you know?" Trying to suppress his emotions, Hechen reminded him softly again.

Seeing that Hechen paid so much attention to it, Hang Xiangshu subconsciously nodded and hummed.

"Hope..." Hechen murmured in a low voice, which was inaudible, and covered his bright red and soft lips again, and kissed lightly, "It's time, let's go out."

"Wait—" The sudden panic caused Hang Xiangshu to quickly reach out and grab the person who got up, but the person's clothes nimbly slipped through his fingers, and finally saw Hechen's gentle smile as always, and heard a voice Ruo Wu sighed, then plunged into darkness.

The memory, he sealed it up without authorization.

If, if he could come back, he would give it back.

Picking up Hang Xiangshu, who was forced to sleep, and quietly sent him back to the spiritual realm, Hechen returned to the space where the system was located.

[Owner. ]

[Format, get rid of it. ] Hechen's expression was indifferent, and his tone was as usual.

[Yes. ]

The prison wall became more and more transparent, and as it shrank, it turned into a system-sized ball, which instantly appeared in Erhe's hands.

Realizing that Hechen didn't intend to let it go, the system's wave sound became more and more sharp, [You can't continue to exist even if I disappear! ] Following the last message from the system, the light in Erhe's hand disappeared, and the prison walls scattered.

[Master, I will protect you. ] The system disappears, the self-recovery function of the world is running, and the self-detoxification process begins slowly. Erhe feels a faint sense of repulsion. Erhe strokes his chest with one hand, and countless light threads extend from behind him, wrapping the two together, like a silkworm spinning silk. cocoon.

[Thanks a lot. ] No matter where they will go, first of all, to survive.

The night is long, with D city as the center, some false things that shouldn't exist are gradually disappearing, everything about Hang Xiangwei, Gu's building, Chu's company...

At dawn, everything that was disrupted gradually returned to the right track, and the rest only needed time to slowly correct.

"Deng Deng..." The phone rang all morning, from the alarm clock at six o'clock, to Zhao Zhao's frantic series of calls starting at eight o'clock, the person on the bed finally moved.

"Hello?" She opened the phone lazily with her white fingertips, and said hello, with a strong nasal voice, obviously not waking up yet.

"Damn!!! Hang Xiangshu, you're still sleeping! Where did you go fooling around last night? I'll have a day off on New Year's Day, brother!" Zhao Zhao's irritable and loud voice came out clearly through the microphone, "The next class is the old one. Sun's class, hurry up and come!"

"Huh?" Hang Xiangshu's mind was still a little confused, and when he heard Lao Sun's key word, the messy memory immediately receded like a tide, and the word "pill" popped up in his mind, "Old Sun?!"

"Yes! Get up quickly! I'll hang up first so I don't waste your time." Seeing that Hang Xiangshu was already awake, Zhao Zhao hung up decisively and asked Hang Xiangshu to get up.

Thinking of Professor Sun, who has the strictest management, Hang Xiangshu didn't care about the stabbing pain coming from his head, closed his eyes, stood up and was about to turn over and get out of bed.

"boom!"

"Hiss—" Feeling the soreness in his body as if he had experienced an indescribable event, Hang Xiangshu had a strange expression.

Carefully inspecting his body, there was nothing abnormal except that the pajamas were pale pink which he could not accept. Hang Xiangshu hesitated for a moment, supported the side of the bed, and stood up again.

However, as soon as he let go of his hand, the soreness of his legs and feet burst out from the soles of his feet, and ran through his spine like an electric current, straight to Tianling, and he threw himself back on the bed.

"?!"what's the situation?Hang Xiangshu opened his eyes slightly, carefully recalling what he did yesterday.

Trying to think back, I gradually sketched out an image of a man with a clear outline, handsome facial features and a tall figure, and some fragments related to him: he looked innocent and pretended to be pitiful, and he wanted to make trouble and showed a smirk but was very attractive He knows himself, and...

It was the man in his dream.

Hang Xiangshu was slightly absent-minded, and some fragments of the dream emerged one after another. Thinking of his intimate behavior with the strange man in the dream, pinkness spread quickly on his face, and the tips of his ears were red and hot.

The touch was too real, as if the warmth and breath of that person still remained between the lips.

It's too alluring.

His face was flushed, from the entanglement in the dream to thinking of the strange state of being sore|soft now, Hang Xiangshu couldn't help but secretly spurn himself: He wanted men crazy, and dreamed that his body was sore|soft.

While spurning, there is also some slight regret.The body must have experienced something to react like this, but he couldn't remember the key parts.But thinking of making out with a man in the dream, the heat on his face not only didn't disappear, but became even hotter.

Hang Xiangshu subconsciously attributed the strange physical state to an indescribable dream.

He Chen didn't explain to him that this was a sequela of excessive use of mental power.He adjusted Hang Xiangshu's mental power capture system, and took Hang Xiangshu to experience the real mech. The first time he used mental power was high-intensity consumption, and his body was sore and weak, and headaches were the most normal manifestations.After a period of rest, these symptoms will disappear.

His body was so weak that he couldn't walk, and he definitely couldn't go to school. After thinking about it, Hang Xiangshu called the instructor's phone number and Zhao Zhao's phone number, and asked Zhao Zhao to bring it to Professor Sun.

After asking for leave, Hang Xiangshu slumped under the quilt again, his mind full of fragments of dreams.

Unlike the ordinary dreams in the past, which gradually blurred and faded as he woke up, the more he thought about the man in his dream, the more plump and real his image became, and even more intimate scenes slowly emerged.

Thinking of those clips, he would smile unconsciously, but slowly, the smile gradually faded and disappeared.

Listening to the clamoring heartbeat, the heart is wrapped silently with depressive loss.

It was inexplicably uncomfortable, the eyes were strangely astringent and a little sore, and what was even more uncomfortable was the chest, which was indescribably uncomfortable.

The phone rang, but he didn't want to move at all.

It hurts everywhere, even if you don't move.

uncomfortable.

Drowning-like suffocation, unreasonable grievances.

The phone vibrated, and a series of messages popped up on the screen.

[Zhao Zhao]: Don't worry, please take leave, you should rest at home, I will visit you after school.

[Zhao Zhao]: By the way, what do you want to eat?You said I'll bring it to you.

[Zhao Zhao]: I'll copy the courseware for you after class, don't worry.

Blinking his eyes, the mist that obscured his vision dispersed, and he clicked on the information, and his sight only fell on the penultimate one.

He wants something sweet, very sweet.

It seems that the person in the dream once made dessert for him.

--delicious.That should be what he said.

——As long as you like it.

Because of a simple compliment, the man smiled happily.

He obviously signed up for the training class, but brazenly boasted about his talent.

Obviously the memories and feelings are real, but... they are all fake.

"No matter how beautiful the dream is, it is false."

"To distinguish."

Who told him?

I don't know who said it, but he was right, indulging in illusory dreams is really... a bit uncomfortable.

The sound of paws scratching the door suddenly came from outside the door, pulling Hang Xiangshu, who was immersed in emotions, back to reality. At the moment his soul was pulled back to reality, the inexplicable discomfort also quietly faded away.

The sound of scratching the door was intermittent, as if it was about to scratch until someone opened the door.

After pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head to sober up, Hang Xiangshu dragged his limp body to open the door.

A light yellow dog stood at the door, holding a bread bag in its mouth, wagging its tail, stepping on its little paws, its black eyes were bright and cute.

"Hebao?" The puppy's name blurted out, and Hang Xiangshu was taken aback.

Seeing that Hang Xiangshu came out, He Chen put up his front paws, gave the bread to Hang Xiangshu, and pushed it into his arms with his paws: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

He Bao's spirituality is high, Hang Xiangshu was not surprised at all, squatted down and rubbed his head: "Thank you He Bao, I will eat."

Being praised, He Bao's little black eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and stepped on his paw with some guilt.Someone told it to deliver breakfast to Ma Ma when the alarm clock rang, but it played ball secretly for a while after hearing the alarm clock in the living room before coming up...

Hang Xiangshu was exhausted mentally. Anticipating that he would not be able to get up in time due to side effects in the last few mornings, He Chen made some bread and desserts, and asked He Bao to deliver the meals upstairs on time.

People's memories are erased, but animals are not.

Really guilty, in order to make up for his mistake, He Bao turned around and ran downstairs, and brought up another bag of tomorrow's share, without thinking about whether he would have something to eat tomorrow.

Just out of the refrigerator, the bread bag is still a little cool.Hang Xiangshu took the second bag and took a closer look after he got it. The packaging is very simple, completely transparent, with a simple sticky line.It is obviously packaged for private use by the family. It should be packaged by the dessert maker himself after making it.

After dragging his body down the stairs and eating bread, his body regained some strength.

There is something in the belly and the brain starts to work.

When he went downstairs just now, he noticed that the decoration of his room was more feminine. The hangers were full of women's clothes, and even the pajamas on his body were pink, which should be women's clothes.In short, there is something weird everywhere.

He himself doesn't know why he has such a strange preference...

Lying on the sofa, feeling his physical strength recovering, Hang Xiangshu started to check the villa.

He was very familiar with this villa, he walked casually, and unknowingly walked to the door of another bedroom on the second floor.

This bedroom looks very tidy. Although the closet is clean, there is no full cabinet full of clothes as imagined, and all corners have been tidied up, but it can still be seen from the subtleties that there are traces of people living here.

After visiting the villa, Hang Xiangshu still doesn't understand, is he such a extravagant person?Don't live in Hangzhai and run out to live alone in such a big villa?

"Deng Deng——" the phone rang, and it was Zhao Zhao who swiped open to answer.

"Aren't you feeling unwell? Why don't you stay at home?" Zhao Zhao stood at the doorman of Linjiang Apartment with two lunches in hand, gestured to the doorman to explain that he really wasn't delivering food, and urged Hang Xiangshu , "Ma Liu came back, I was stopped by the guard when I brought you food."

"I'm at home," Hang Xiangshu was taken aback, "Where are you?"

"Linjiang apartment! You are riding a horse at home and don't answer the internal line? You don't answer the doorman and don't let him go!" Zhao Zhao seriously suspected that Hang Xiangshu was so stupid that he didn't hear the internal call, "Hurry up, I'll give you another Dial one and you pick it up, it's Unit 2, Building 302, Three!"

"Wait, wait," the memory of renting another apartment in Linjiang popped up, the corners of his eyes twitched, Hang Xiangshu hurriedly explained, "I'm not in Linjiang now, wait for me for a while, and go back right away."

To go out, Hang Xiangshu rummaged through the entire villa before finding a set of men's clothing. Although the size was not suitable, it was still passable. He changed into the car and hurried to Linjiang.

A few bends down the villa, past a pile of dumpsters.Hang Xiangshu just glanced at it casually. After seeing so many brand-new men's clothes overflowing the trash can, for some reason, the image of the empty wardrobe in the mysterious bedroom on the second floor flashed in his mind.

"Wait a minute." Out of some impulsiveness, Hang Xiangshu asked Uncle Li to stop, while he got out of the car and approached the trash can, picked out the top item, and returned to the car calmly.

The size is very similar to the one he wears.

But that doesn't say anything.

When he arrived at the Linjiang apartment, he led Zhao Zhao into the apartment, and Hang Xiang went to the bedroom in a familiar way, ready to change into a suit of men's clothes that fit him well.

Walking to the closet, Yu Guang noticed a large suitcase in the gap.

Unexpectedly, he pulled out the suitcase, stared at it for two seconds, followed his inner thoughts, and opened it slowly.

It is men's daily necessities, basically clothes, both inside and outside.

When he really saw what he guessed, Hang Xiangshu hesitated.In the end, the desire to find out | got the upper hand, and he took out the men's clothing from the box.

"Hang Xiangshu! What are you doing in the house!! The food is cold!"

Hang Xiangshu was looking at the fake breasts in the closet in silence.

Villas, apartments, and everywhere there are traces of the lives of unknown men living together.

And women's clothing, and weird stuff...

An unbelievable answer loomed out—he had a real boyfriend, a weird boyfriend who forced him to pretend to be a woman!

"What's wrong, it's so slow to change clothes." After calling for a long time, there was no response, and seeing that the bedroom door was not closed, Zhao Zhao opened it with a slight knock.

Hang Xiangshu's lips trembled, his cheeks turned red from the bizarre conjecture, he hesitated for a moment, and finally asked in a trembling voice: "Zhaozi, I...do I have a boyfriend?"

"What?" Zhao Zhao frowned puzzledly, glanced suspiciously at Hang Xiangshu, didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly panicked, "Fuck! Hang Xiangshu! I treat you as a brother, and you think— —”

Zhao Zhao didn't know!Zhao Zhao didn't even know, could it be that he...

Regardless of explaining, Hang Xiangshu's head was already filled with four large characters - "Jinwu Zangjiao".

So...not only does he have a real boyfriend, but he, his mother bought a villa and a golden house to hide him for him?

The author has something to say: In the end, a pot of dog blood was sprinkled QAQ

Sugar is mixed with glass slag for a more refreshing(?)w

Whisper: There is an extra episode, it will drop before the 25th, okay!

Thank you very much for your company and support. Your existence is the driving force for my codewords. Thank you for being with me all the way? (???ω???)?