laboratory

[This is the second day of No.80 when 'he' came out of the culture medium.After leaving the planet of Paltan, we came to the star of Uighur Hayman, because 'he' said that this is a tourist attraction for couples, and any couple who step into the planet will be blessed by the god of love. I have no doubts about the authenticity of this rumor. Keep your attitude, but the annual Hayman tide here is still worth looking forward to. 】

"One Gru steak, one ice scale cod fillet."

"Okay, dear guest."

After the man ordered the meal, he brought the researcher a glass of Yoyo juice, which tasted similar to the pear juice on earth, refreshing and sweet, but the researcher frowned and pushed it aside.

Two days ago, I was so entangled by a man that I had no choice but to play a field battle. Unfortunately, I was unlucky and developed a fever that night. It was not a problem for the delicate and frail researchers, but the man was very nervous and strict. According to the recuperation method of the medical machine, no oil or water is given every time they eat, which makes the researchers have the illusion that they have become herbivores.

The waiter brought their lunch.The Gru meat steak placed in front of the man was covered with mellow soup, and the freshly baked steam was wafting upwards, and the fragrance was overflowing.The cod placed in front of the researchers has only been washed with clear spring water once, and each piece is cut into small and exquisite, crystal clear.

The researcher pursed his lips, poked the fish with a fork, and glanced at the Gru steak in front of the man from time to time.

He wants to eat meat with oil and water.

After a meal, the man slowly cut a piece of steak, handed it to the researcher's mouth, and said with a smile, "Want to eat?"

The researcher's eyes lit up, he nodded his head and opened his mouth to bite, and then only heard a 'click'——

Bite empty.

The man who suddenly withdrew his hand stuffed the meat back into his mouth: "Until the illness is cured, no."

The researcher looks at him.

The man curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, unmoved.

So the researcher put the fork aside, concentrated and calmly watched the man eating.

The man was watched for a long time, the meat-cutting hand slowed down, his face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help sighing, he cut a larger piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

The researcher swallowed expressionlessly.

Suddenly the man stretched out his hand, raised the researcher's jaw, and kissed the researcher's lips.

In the shop where the love music was echoing, under the watchful eyes of everyone, a handsome man kissed another handsome man. The bold and domineering move caused the waitresses to exclaim.

The researcher blinked in confusion, and passively let the man do whatever he wanted in his mouth.

The steak was passed over, and the researcher's lips were 'eaten' thoroughly by the man inside and out.

The researcher, who was finally able to breathe, chewed on the steak while panting.

He looked at the man lightly, his face tensed.

The fat on the steak was sucked away by the man.

.......

The taste is ok.

After the meal, the man and the researcher walked on the street of the Uyghur Hayman planet. The man bought a beautiful flower from the little girl, and put it in the researcher's coat pocket with an elegant and natural gesture like a gentleman.

The researchers took out the flowers.

He didn't know what romantic books the man had read recently, but he was more interested in the structure and characteristics of the flower than the beauty of the flower.

"Come and help me! The circular yacht has broken down, and A Shuya is trapped on it!"

The researchers followed the sound and saw the pure white feathers scattered and flying, and the wings of a bird were mingled with the reins of the yacht, whining incessantly.

The researchers briefly read the introduction of this bird in the tourist brochure. It is said that it is the holy bird of the Uyghur Hayman Star.

The man rushed up without any hesitation, pedaling on the surrounding buildings like a dexterous cheetah, and quickly climbed up.

His speed was so fast that the people on the road didn't even see clearly, they saw the man boarded the yacht, and easily tore off the reins, saving Ah Shuya.

Cheers and applause erupted from the crowd, as if the man was a fearless hero, the man landed steadily and walked towards the researchers.

"Handsome?" the man asked.

The researcher glanced at him, hiding his unconsciously clenched hands behind his back.

A Shuya slowly flew down, rubbing the man's neck to express his gratitude, in the famous A Shuya family, it didn't look big, it seemed to be a young bird that sneaked away.

The researcher couldn't help touching its little furry head, and Ashuya let out a happy cry and flapped its wings.

"Little guy." The man smiled at A Shuya, "This is the person I love deeply."

Ashuya tilted her head and let out a 'goo', and the researcher paused.

"I want you to witness my love." The man's voice was slow and deep, as soft as a breeze, "I wish him and I happiness in the future."

The shining star of Uyghur Hayman, the street is carved with fairytale romance, A Shuya flew to the sky, hovering over the heads of men and researchers, making a coherent and melodious sound.In the eyes of the researchers, all the hustle and bustle seemed to have quietly left, and a new world was isolated by unknown forces.

In this world, only the man's star-like clear and clear eyes were left to stare at him deeply.