Zerg's Flirting Addiction [Interstellar]

"...that's all the information we know so far. If the reconnaissance force can find other useful information in Liuxing Mountain, we can make further comparisons, because the personnel on the reconnaissance team said that the six-element mountain There are also some areas that cannot be investigated due to the perennial fog..." The head of the department hurriedly explained, he clenched his fists tightly, and when he relaxed his fingers after the report, he could clearly feel the sweat in his palms.

Although he had specifically mentioned the responsibility of the investigation team before, after receiving the dissatisfaction in Nangong Han's cold gaze, he could only mention the fact that the investigation team did not perform enough investigations again. This is the only information they have detected. Based on the analysis, only the current information can be analyzed.

After listening to the report from the head of the intelligence room, Nangong Han was about to leave the analysis department, but when he was about to leave, he saw an analyst walking in holding a plate with a light green liquid on it. transparent glass bottle.

The room chief next to him noticed Nangong Han's gaze, and explained, "This is the mucus extracted from those organisms."

Nangong Han picked up the glass bottle containing the light green liquid, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then he frowned slightly.Put down the glass bottle.

"No need to follow." He said coldly, his eyes resting on the glass bottle, and then walked out of the analysis department.

Of course, the head of the intelligence room knew that the words just said were addressed to him, so he didn't follow Nangong Han to send him out. After all, he needed time to prepare, and he would go to the Nangong mansion to report the results to Commander Nangong and others later.

After seeing Nangong Han coming out of the intelligence room, Dajun, who had been waiting for him at the door, opened the rear door. After Nangonghan got into the car, Dajun got into the car and sat in the driver's seat.

Dajun glanced at Nangonghan through the rearview mirror in the car, waiting for Nangonghan's instructions.

"The Nangong Mansion."

Nangong Han looked down at his tightly clenched right hand, feeling the shape of the object in his hand—worm heart.

Similar shapes, similar tastes, and also mysterious origins...

Dajun didn't know what information Nangong Han got in the intelligence room, but what he knew was that the air in the car was suddenly freezing, like an iceberg that had been in the past for thousands of years encountering cold air again. , the aura it exudes is colder than ever.

There is no sound in the car, and occasionally, the sound of the wind caused by the car driving on the driveway can be heard indistinctly.

Originally, the distance was not far, but now, in Dajun's view, the distance was nearly ten times longer than usual.

Not only did he hope that the Nangong Mansion would appear in front of him in the next second, but Nangong Han, who was sitting on the back seat with his eyes closed, even hoped that he would enter the Nangong Mansion in the next second.

Under Dajun's deliberate speeding up, they quickly returned to the Nangong mansion. After Nangong Han got off the car, he said to Dajun, "You wait here first, I have something to tell you to do."

"Yes, young master." Dajun bowed his head respectfully in reply.

Nangong Han came to the third floor, walked directly into Nangong Bin's bedroom, and saw Nangong Bin resting on the double sofa by the French window.

He approached step by step, stood at the end of the sofa by Nangong Bin's head, and stared down at Nangong Bin who was resting with his eyes closed. The shadows slowly float with the blinking of the eyelids.

"Why did you come back so soon?" Nangong Bin raised his brows lightly, with a warm smile on his handsome face, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Nangong Han above his head.

"I miss you." Nangong Han bent down, kissed Nangong Bin's forehead lightly, and spit out ambiguous words of love with a blank face.

Nangong Bin took the opportunity to wrap his hands around the other's neck, leaned back slightly, and kissed the other's cold lips.

Nangong Han above him, with black and transparent eyes, stared at his Adam's apple sliding up and down, his attractive collarbone, and his white chest, wanting to fill it with his imprint.

The shallow kiss made the atmosphere ambiguous.

When Nangong Bin wanted to continue this shallow kiss and slowly turn it into a deep kiss, the other party staggered his lips.

"Go take a shower." Nangong Han stood up straight, looking at Nangong Bin who was lying on the sofa.

"Yeah." Nangong Bin got up and walked towards the bathroom. The moment he entered the bathroom, he leaned out and looked at Nangong Han, tempting him, "Aren't you coming together?"

"No." Nangong Han shook his head expressionlessly.

"Okay then." Nangong Bin closed the door of the bathroom with a little disappointment.

After Nangong Bin closed the door of the bathroom, Nangong Han came to the bed, opened the second floor of the bedside table, took out a bottle containing a light green liquid, and walked out of the room.

The author has something to say:

I feel that everyone’s silence is golden, I’m too embarrassed to roll around and beg for comments, I also want to be cold O(∩_∩)O~