Dressed as overturned green tea Omega after Neptune

After listening to Brother Biao's story about him meeting love at the corner of the pheromone surgery, Bo Yu was momentarily stunned.

"So you are... are you cheating on your marriage?"

Brother Biao frowned and begged: "If I can always have durian-flavored pheromones, it doesn't count. Please, I really can't lose my wife. I grew up alone, with no relatives and no home, because my wife is my number one." I feel the taste of happiness for the first time, and I must not lose her."

Bo Yu looked down at him: "But you are not an Omega, you can't be marked, and you can't have children..."

"My wife said that she doesn't mind the child's problems, and she thinks it's good that she can't be tagged, so she can tag me once a day. She thinks it's super fresh and awesome."

Caught off guard by being fed a mouthful of dog food, Bo Yu pursed the corners of his lips, expressionless: "Lie down on the operating table by yourself."

The first time he was born and the second time he was cooked, the operation went more smoothly. Bo Yu also checked his glands, and found that the pheromones injected during the operation interacted with the active enzymes of the glands, possibly because they had been repeatedly marked during this period of time. Function, the atrophic glands have shown signs of secondary development.

The experiment progressed faster than Bo Yu's theoretical estimate.

Brother Biao asked cautiously: "Doctor, can you make the injected pheromone last longer? It's too short like last time, and it will fade after a long time."

Bo Yu wears a mask, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which serve as goggles.

"No. If the pheromones last, you won't come back."

Brother Biao choked for a moment, knowing that Bo Yu was telling the truth.

Bo Yu sewed up the wound and sprayed him with quick-healing wound medicine.

Then, pulling the mask down to his chin, he said calmly, "The next surgery is in a week."

Brother Biao was dumbfounded: "So short?"

It was three months last time.

Bo Yu glanced at him, eyes half closed, and said lightly: "You don't think I'm serving you, do you? I need to do a lot of clinical experiments, and if you finish two hundred operations sooner, you can also do it sooner." Recover your freedom, the shorter the time the better for you."

Brother Biao thought to himself, he doesn't want to be free at all now, he likes surgery very much, don't let him go.

But looking at Bo Yu now, he feels very timid and dare not speak.

While taking off the bloody gloves, Bo Yu said, "Bring your wife with you when you have surgery next time."

"What are you going to do?" Brother Biao immediately became nervous.

Bo Yu glanced at him: "Your wife's pheromones match very well with the pheromones I prepared for you, because your glands had a benign reaction to her pheromone injection, so she needs to cooperate with the research. If she can cooperate, you may be able to produce pheromones on your own without two hundred operations."

Brother Biao looked hesitant.

"You don't need to tell her, but she will know that you are a fake Omega sooner or later."

Brother Biao looked frustrated.

Bo Yu looked at him calmly, with a sincere expression on his face: "Having a common secret will promote the relationship between two people. Don't you want to know whether she likes your person or your pheromone?"

Brother Biao was desperate, and said hopelessly: "Does that matter? What do I like about my people? Of course my wife only likes my pheromones."

Bo Yu: "..."

He raised his hand to support his forehead, and said calmly: "That's not bad, since this is the case, wouldn't it be better to let her participate in the birth of her favorite pheromone?"

A4 paper: [It sounds like the wife gave birth, and the husband experienced the pain of childbirth together, and participated in the parenting experience together. 】

Bo Yu glanced at the A4 paper: I prefer to call it a VIP user who personally participates in the perfume customization process.

At best, Brother Biao is just a perfume bottle for a rich woman.

Brother Biao was persuaded by Bo Yu, showing a hesitant expression.

Bo Yu didn't pay attention to Brother Biao any more, recorded the changes in various data of Brother Biao's body before and after the operation, and destroyed the traces of the operation site in an orderly manner.

This place has been discovered by Jian Mo, and logically speaking, this base should be abandoned, but adhering to the principle that the most dangerous place is the safest place, Bo Yu decided to use this place as an operating room.

In this way, the light is dark, and the possibility of being discovered is small.

"By the way, the Interstellar Customs Bureau was on a mission here during the last operation, and it might find you. I don't want anyone to know. I met with you, just in case. If they find you, you understand what to do. How to say it."

Brother Biao nodded again and again: "Understood."

Bo Yu looked at him quietly: "If you find me, you know what will happen."

Brother Biao was trembling, he didn't know what would happen, he just felt that every part of his back was stiff and hairy, and what Bo Yu said when he stabbed him with an anesthetic needle last time was played back repeatedly.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

Brother Biao left with a feeling of apprehension.

After Bo Yu cleaned up the scene, he went back to the research institute through the A4 paper portal.

Only three hours had passed.

When Bo Yu left, it was an hour before the research institute got off work in the evening, plus a two-hour rest time, it was the most relaxed time period.

But when he just came in from the outside, he saw his colleague's eyes light up.

"Where have you been? A1's patients have been looking for you since they refused to eat or take medicine."

After thinking about it for a while, Bo Yu understood that the other party was talking about Mu Xingzhou.

He looked at his colleague with a smile on his face: "ah, I went out for something."

"Then you go quickly, that ancestor is really, we can't even get in the door, you don't know that he kept a posture for nearly two hours without moving or blinking. gone."

Immediately before Bao Yu's eyes, Mu Xingri was sitting in a daze like a holy son without joy or sorrow.

Colleague's indescribable expression: "I've always heard people say that the heir of the Mu Group was ill in bed for a long time and was moody. I didn't expect it to be so weird, but it's a pity that he looks so handsome. It's the first time I saw someone really motionless like a sculpture. It's like we dirty his eyes with one glance."

Bo Yu smiled and listened to his colleagues complain all the way, and finally parted ways at the stairs ahead.

"By the way, listen to what the dean means. That Major General Jian will be stationed in our research institute next time. Be careful. I heard that that person has been an undercover agent for interstellar pirates before. He is even more pirate than the most notorious interstellar pirates. Big, bright, and gloomy, he tilted his head and stared at people even if he disagreed with him, he didn't look like a good person. Such a handsome face was blinded for nothing."

When we parted, my colleagues complained about Jian Mou equally.

Bo Yu thought for a while, and felt that the other party's words were really vivid.

"I think so too," he said with a smile.

After separating from his colleagues, thinking that Mu Xingzhou hadn't eaten yet, Bo Yu first went to the cafeteria of the research institute to get a customized dinner for him.

Mu Xingzhou's ward is far away from the experimental area, and the road is very quiet.

When Bo Yu appeared at the door of the room, he really saw Mu Xingzhou who was half lying on the recliner, looking slightly sideways at the window beside him.

It was the same as when he saw Mu Xingzhou for the first time.

The color of the entire ward is monotonous white, and Mu Xingzhou's clothes are the same, which looks cold and holy, abstinence and cleanliness.

Mu Xingzhou suddenly turned his head and looked at Bao Yu at the door.

There was no joy or sorrow on his face, and the god on the altar was like a sculpture, without emotion or soul, but those eyes were extremely pure and beautiful, which gave him a divine aura lingering around him.

Bo Yu looked into his eyes, and suddenly felt that he was like a beautiful boy in Greek mythology who cares about himself by the water, waiting for someone who does not exist in this world, but he did not despair, but just got used to had to wait.

"You're here." Mu Xingzhou looked at him quietly, as if he had finally arrived.

Bo Yu regained consciousness, hummed, and walked in.

"I heard from the doctor that you don't eat well."

Mu Xingzhou's eyes moved with him: "Are you a liar who is used to lying?"

"Huh?" Bo Yu looked at him, "Why do you say that?"

Mu Xingzhou looked at him with beautiful eyes than Xingchen and Gemstone, and said calmly: "Whether it's the AI ​​housekeeper mentioned at the beginning, or the canary mentioned later, shouldn't you always be by my side? Why is it always Disappear?"

Bo Yu was slightly taken aback, and then slowly showed a harmless smile: "Are you alone because you don't remember anything and feel uneasy?"

Mu Xingzhou looked at him: "There is no anxiety, it doesn't matter if you don't remember, I always feel that it doesn't matter whether I remember or not, but I feel uneasy when I don't see you, I always feel that it is a hallucination that appeared when I was in a daze, in fact, this world does not exist, no Appear again."

Bo Yu couldn't speak for a while, Mu Xingzhou's tone was indifferent, with a sense of world-weariness that he didn't care about the world, but even the boredom was very light, so it wasn't obvious.

He looked at Mu Xingzhou: "Well, I went to solve some personal problems, and I will always be with you from now on."

Mu Xingzhou had no joy or sorrow on his face, his eyes were holy and pure, he stretched out his hand to him, and said lightly, "Come here."

When he did this, with a seemingly long-standing temperament, Bo Yu subconsciously wondered whether he had recovered his memory as he walked over.

Bo Yu's hand was subconsciously placed in Mu Xingzhou's palm, which made him unable to refuse what he subconsciously wanted to indulge. It wasn't the natural strong aura that belonged to the Mu Clan's power holder faintly revealed on Mu Xingzhou's body, but the superficial Sacred and indifferent, the actual obsession with cleanliness and world-weariness that is hidden from others after a long illness.

Mu Xingzhou's hands had no warmth, the joints were long and thin, like a work of art.

He lightly held Bao Yu's hand and sat up, like the Pluto who lived for a long time but was forever young only in the Two-dimensional imagination. Don't care, no joy and no sorrow.

Under Bo Yu's filter, Pluto, with a holy divinity and a sense of world-weariness, looked at him with those holy eyes that were more beautiful than the stars, leaned forward slowly, and his light-colored ascetic lips fell on the back of Bo Yu's hand.

Bo Yu suddenly came back to his senses and thought of something, but it was too late.

Mu Xingzhou slightly opened his lips, and lightly bit down on the back of his hand.

"Hey, we agreed not to bite!"

Compared with the first time, I was psychologically prepared for this slight stinging pain, so it didn't really hurt very much, but I just felt the pain just right, like being bitten by an unpredictable noble and alienated cat.

I don't know if he likes you, wants to play with you, or is angry and punishing you.

Even after doing this kind of thing, Mu Xingzhou, whose expression was as pure and holy as ever, looked at Bo Yu quietly: "Hungry."

Bo Yu's lips were pouted, and he looked at him accusingly with a frown: "Why don't you eat when you're hungry? Those doctors are not bad people."

Mu Xingzhou just looked at him, his eyes were clear and moist, making people unbearable to be profane and neglectful.

But Bo Yu tried his best to resist the magic attack: "And, didn't I bring food?"

Mu Xingzhou didn't speak, just looked at him.

Under his gaze, Bo Yu's heart skipped a beat suddenly, thinking, Mu Xingzhou said he was hungry, so he wanted to eat him more than eat, right?

The filter of the two-dimensional young Pluto, who had no joy or sorrow, was shattered and instantly replaced by an evil blood-sucking man-eating monster.

Bo Yu was taken aback by him, and immediately decided to feed him quickly, making sure not to let the other party go hungry.

——It's really scary, I want to eat people when I'm hungry.

That night, Bo Yu didn't sleep well.

He woke up with a start after sleeping for less than five hours, and he had been dreaming for just five hours.

In the dream, he was a person in a mysterious religion.

He was ordered to raise a sacred animal with a high status in the religion.

On the untouched holy mountain, on a white altar, the divine beast sat quietly on the only reclining chair.

It is a long-haired cat with a clean and cold appearance, world-weary and holy.

The cat is very beautiful, with a cold divinity, and is very picky eater.

Only Bo Yu was the only breeder he accepted.

In the dream, Bo Yu couldn't help admiring the cat's beauty while trembling with fear.

This cat always eats very slowly, taking small mouthfuls. Every time he takes a bite of food, the sharp teeth must first nibble on his fingers, like grinding teeth.

Although he never bites and bleeds, and there is no real pain, but Bo Yu always feels that the other party is watching him eat.

——Could it be that I am actually the food chosen by the cult to sacrifice to the beast?

Feeling faintly restless, he fed the beast for five hours in his dream.

Finally, the cold and indifferent beast spoke: "It's my canary, you said this yourself, right?"

Bo Yu was slightly uneasy: "Yes."

The beautiful eyes of the holy and world-weary beast looked at him quietly, and said slowly: "Cats are supposed to eat canaries."

Bo Yu: "..."

Bao Yu was stunned.

The sitting, fed cat slowly turned into a human form, handsome, cool and holy, exactly the same as Mu Xingzhou.

He slowly leaned close to Bao Yu, and his light-colored and ascetic thin lips fell on the back of Bao Yu's hand.

Obviously his back was tense and his whole body was hairy, but Bo Yu looked at his face, unable to move, unable to think of the slightest resistance to escape, and even subconsciously thought, if he ran away, he would be in poor health and would be injured.

Bo Yu's eyes were slightly bent, and he smiled at the cat he raised with his own hands. He gently combed the hair of the human cat with his fingers, and his heart was filled with a kind of self-sacrifice that a sober Bo Yu would never have in reality. Emotions.

"It's okay, if you're still hungry, eat me. I hope you live."

Mu Xingzhou, who had transformed from a cat into a human in the dream, had a calm and holy expression, leaned over to hug him, and lightly bit the side of his neck.

The teeth gently pressed against the glands on the side of the neck, pressed down slowly, and pierced.

In the dream, Bo Yu let out a soft sigh, like a willing sacrifice, her heart was filled with sorrowful and sour tenderness.

But at the same time, the sober part of the mind felt bewildered and inexplicable.

—Wait, why am I doing this?

——That is a kitten I raised with my own hands. Even if it is cold and dangerous, it is very cute. How can I not satisfy him? Isn't it just being bitten?

— Am I so loving?

——But that's a kitten I raised with my own hands. Even if I'm hungry, I won't eat anyone's food, and I will only accept feeding from me. He only has me.

——Having said that, is it okay for me to sacrifice myself so willingly?

——That's my little cat. Although he is powerful and dangerous, he is actually sick and weak, and he will die without me.

——Although he is not someone who is willing to sacrifice himself, but this is raised by me, so of course I can sacrifice for him.

At the end of the dream, while being bitten, Bo Yu kept philosophizing inwardly, and woke up in this strange and contradictory situation.

Covering his forehead with the back of his hand, he let out a long and soft breath, and his closed eyelashes trembled slightly.

Kittens and self-sacrifice and all that... really.

In the darkness before dawn, he slightly pursed the corners of his lips, frowned expressionlessly, and felt a little ashamed.

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感谢在2020-10-0621:22:39~2020-10-0910:20:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Heng Ziyan 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 longevity;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of leek vulture; 3 bottles of Don’t Dream, Bad Language; 1 bottle of Tonghu, Qingchen, Y&J;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!