Forcing me to lay eggs, swollen and broken [Interstellar]

Jiangbeiqi sighed, put aside the household robot that was still smoking, and left Jiangbeiqi's touch, the small tentacles on the top of K's head suddenly straightened from the curled state, and the green eyes lit up again When he got up, he made a familiar but annoying mechanical voice, "Hello, I am your private... ka la la... Dr. K, may I have... ka la la... do you need any help?" Is it?"

Jiang Beiqi collapsed, "Shut up!"

Only Jiang Beiqi and this very unusable household robot were left in the living room. The dim ceiling light made people's faces even more ugly. Jiang Beiqi moved his body briefly and planned to stand up, but his eyebrows suddenly frowned... He swung his arms twice in disbelief, only to find that his shoulder, which was still painful just now, didn't hurt at all!

"How is this possible!" Jiang Beiqi exclaimed, he had clearly felt the severe pain of bone dislocation just now, and the pain was so painful that he broke out in a cold sweat, but now he actually said yes? !

Tried to move the body joints a few more times, the bones stretched and made a few crisp clicks, but they were all very flexible.Jiang Beiqi felt a great surprise in his heart - his body seems to be able to heal itself!Jiang Beiqi was so surprised that he put his hands on his face and cheered happily.Although he still doesn't know the limit of the body's self-healing, it doesn't affect his good mood at all, and he can go to repair the door alive and kicking.

Climbing up from the floor, Jiang Beiqi stretched vigorously, K at his feet raised his huge head, and looked at him with blinking green eyes without blinking.Jiang Beiqi bent down and picked up the stupid thing on the ground. The moment his skin touched it, K, who was still fine, curled up and stretched his tentacles crazily and "cracked".

Jiang Beiqi punched it in the face, "Shut up!"

K: "Calla lala..."

Jiang Beiqi was speechless. A robot that can only make noise has the nerve to call itself a "personal doctor". It's not shameful!Jiang Beiqi rolled his eyes and planned to go downstairs, but just as he reached the stairs, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the big black egg lying on the floor, looking very lonely, stopped and looked at it silently for a long time, and finally turned back.Jiang Beiqi first put K aside, then hugged Heidan with great effort, and lifted Heidan upwards with his arms, pushing Heidan back through the hole that had been smashed out of the hole.

There was a loud "bang", and the black egg fell to the ground and rolled away against the floor.

Jiang Beiqi stood up straight and clapped his hands in satisfaction, and carried K, who was still looking stupid, through the sleeves of his clothes to the door of Abel's room, and then retreated down the stairs down the stairs.

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The small attic must have been built for a long time, and the paint on the wooden handrails has been peeled off, which is very ugly.Jiang Beiqi stepped on the stairs, listening to the endless "creaking" sound as he walked down step by step, his fingers tightened on the handrail, for fear of accidentally falling.

This building is a small second floor, and the small rooms on the upper floor are for rent. Naturally, the residents are those tall and strong men and Jiang Beiqi, who is powerless.Downstairs is a small private trading place, and it's not even the opening time yet, so the crowd is deserted, and there are only three men sitting at a table drinking, there is no food, just dry drinking.

As soon as Jiang Beiqi's feet landed on the ground, three pairs of eyes met.Zuckerman sat on a high wooden stool, with one foot on the beam and the other long stretched out on the ground, twisting his neck and looking towards Jiang Beiqi. He shook the wine in the bottle and said jokingly : "Can you get up so quickly? Tch, weak chicken."

The last address was harsh. Jiang Beiqi didn't speak, but he stood up straight, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were like eagles.Zuckerman's throat tightened, and veins appeared on the back of his hand holding the wine glass.He couldn't tell what was going on, but the weak chicken in front of him seemed to be different from before. In the past, the weak chicken didn't talk about looking at him directly, and even stuttered when he spoke. Luke would scare him as long as he made a loud noise. The crap can't even stand up.

Jiang Beiqi walked over step by step with his eyes upright, Zuckerman's golden eyes glanced contemptuously, and he let out a "hum" in his throat.He brought the glass to his lips. The rinon was bitter, astringent and dry in the throat, usually served with maona.But at this moment, Zuckerman obviously forgot to throw the mana fruit stuck on the side of the cup into the wine. He concentrated all his energy in the corner of his eyes, aiming at Jiang Beiqi from the corner of his eye.

Jiang Beiqi walked up to the three of them. He was so short that even if he stood on tiptoe, he was just at eye level with Zuckerman.His black eyes were as bright as glazed stones, and he stared at Zuckerman for a moment, "I have a name, and my name is Jiang Beiqi."

Zuckerman paused, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "But with me, you are only worthy of being called a weak chicken, a very weak, very weak weak chicken."

Jiang Beiqi stared at him with sharp eyes, "What's the use of having well-developed limbs."

Zuckerman stood up from the stool with a "thump", and grabbed Jiang Beiqi's neck with his thick arms, and his veins burst out instantly.Jiang Beiqi grabbed Zuckerman's wrist tightly, his eyes widened.

The air was tense for a while, and Abel stood up and grabbed Zuckerman's arm, "Zuckman!"

Zuckerman waved his hand, "Okay, I won't be rough on him." Slowly let go of his fingers, Jiang Beiqi felt his world spinning as soon as he was able to cum, and then there was a loud "bang", Zuckerman threw Jiang Beiqi Qi flung into Abel's arms.

Zuckerman moved his head closer, and Jiang Beiqi's angry face was reflected in his golden eyes, "The weak chicken is so eloquent, I really underestimated you before."

Panting, Jiang Beiqi pressed his neck tightly, and there were already five red finger prints on it.

Zuckerman slowly sat back on the high stool, and reached out to pick up the glass of black liqueur on the table. This time he did not forget to remove the maona fruit, and the fruit smashed into the glass with a "boom", splashing A splash.

It took Jiang Beiqi a long time to recover, and he got up from Abel's arms, "Thank you."

Abel withdrew the hand on Jiang Beiqi's shoulder in embarrassment, scratched his head helplessly, "No, it's nothing..."

Jiang Beiqi raised his head and smiled, his eyes bent into Xuanyue, "You are so kind."

Abel's throat choked when he saw it, and his heart burst into ecstasy instantly. The hands on his back were tightly clenched into fists, so he refrained from doing anything beyond the boundaries.

Jiang Beiqi looked at Abel's expression and took two steps back calmly. Based on his twenty years of experience, Abel was definitely not right with him.

Jiang Beiqi was so terrified thinking about it, the hairs on his back were about to stand up.But he also understands that in his current state of wandering and helpless, the best thing to do is to pretend not to endure until the end, so he uttered two clear lines of tolerance for his integrity Noodle tears.

Jiang Beiqi looked at Abel who was concerned about him, "I'm fine, absolutely fine. It's just..."

Abel asked anxiously, "What?"

Jiang Beiqi rubbed his stomach, a little embarrassed, "Is there anything that can be eaten?"

Abel: "...you wait."

Jiang Beiqi immediately gave up on repairing the door and sat quietly waiting for the food.

Zuckerman was sitting next to Jiang Beiqi, staring at him closely. After a while, he felt that it was meaningless before he turned his head back, looked at Barrett who had been silent all this time, and stretched out his arms to touch him in boredom. a cup.

Barrett raised his head with a face full of pain and hatred, and his slender fingers drew circles on the table, "My... are you sure it can be fixed?"

Zuckerman's eyes turned from the linon to Barrett's face, "It's hard to say, but Renault is already the best mech repairer here."

Barrett lowered his head, scribbling his fingers irregularly on the table, "If you can't fix it, you'll miss it this year."

Zuckerman frowned, "You want to go to Lauter City that much?"

Barrett's eyes cleared instantly, "Don't you think so? Sale is just a D-level city, and it has nothing to do with modern civilization."

Zuckerman chuckled and raised his cup, "Then I wish you success."

Not long after, Abel came back with a plate. Jiang Beiqi stretched his neck and couldn't help swallowing. Zuckerman was disgusted by his eagerness to see through.

Abel put down the plate and handed over the fork carefully.

Jiang Beiqi looked at the two large, quiet potatoes and a small piece of bread lying on the immaculate plate, and poked it with his finger, "You usually... eat this?" nothing……

Abel was a little confused, so, "Don't they all eat this?"

Jiang Beiqi nodded with a sigh, lit two sticks of wax for the food here, and stretched out his hand to stuff the bread into his mouth and stuff the potatoes into his pocket.He obviously didn't plan to eat here, "Thanks."

After finishing speaking, he stomped up the stairs, and when he was halfway there, he stopped suddenly. Jiang Beiqi grabbed the handrail and stretched out his neck, "Um... Abel, can you do me a favor? "

And on his fair neck, the fingerprints of five fingers have completely faded away...