Raising children to prevent aging [Future Interstellar ABO]

When he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, Cyril breathed a sigh of relief.

Cyril, whose hands and feet were tied together and shrunk into the shape of a shrimp, knew that this time he really angered Mu Ze, and at the same time made him sad.But Muze was still reluctant to hurt him, and just tied him up.

But what about the inhibitors? Do we want to watch the experiment stop at the last step?

Cyril didn't know why, but he was suddenly determined to do one thing, to prove that he could make some contributions. He didn't have much talent, and his body was limited by omega, so it was impossible for him to go to the battlefield. Apart from this, he really I don't know what I can do.

It's just a blame, it's a coincidence that things happen, after all, they want to perfect one side and disappoint the other side.

The sound of the water gradually stopped, and after a while, Mu Ze came out.

Muze, who was only wearing knee-length pajamas, looked extremely attractive. As the distance shortened, pheromones began to diffuse again. Muze went to the wine cabinet in the room, took a glass of red wine, and then found a Siri Er could see him sit down on the couch without hindrance, turn on the wall-mounted TV and watch it.

The 4D TV does not need to be equipped with specific glasses, but can be displayed directly. Muze's entertainment skills are not developed, and all he watches are military-related programs.

Cyril tried hard to restrain his gaze, and also looked at the TV.

But both of them knew that each other's mind was not on TV at all.

Mu Ze's skin is also very fair. Although he has been training all day long, he has not been stained with a honey color, but this whiteness does not appear weak. Coupled with his aura, he is a complete strongman.

Finally, Cyril couldn't hold on any longer, and called out in a low voice: "Daddy..."

Mu Ze gave him a look, indicating to him what's the matter.

Cyril pursed his lips, suddenly didn't know what to say, and finally said: "I want to drink whatever wine Daddy drank today."

"..."

Unable to continue the conversation, Cyril moved like a wriggling caterpillar.After maintaining this posture for a long time, it is actually a bit tiring. Although Mu Ze tied it very professionally, it was firm but did not hurt his skin at all.

"Daddy, my back hurts." Cyril said again without giving up.

Mu Ze moved this time, put the cup on the table, and turned off the TV.Walking to the bed, he untied Cyril silently, and quickly stopped him from touching his chest.

"Go back to your room and sleep." Mu Ze said coldly, and left the room.

Cyril moved his wrists and ankles, feeling very frustrated. Not only did the matter fail, but he also made Muze angry.

He really wanted to apologize to Muze, but his father's cold state obviously didn't want to communicate with him for the time being. Cyril waited for a while and found that Muze hadn't come back, so he could only think about the long-term plan, and then went back to his room.

The quilt was actually quite warm, but Cyril just couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning. After only sleeping with his father for a few nights, he was not used to falling asleep by himself.

After lingering for a long time, Cyril finally couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't stand Mu Ze's indifference, and was afraid that Mu Ze would not like him from now on.He should really apologize.

Sneaking out of the door, Cyril hugged the pillow and walked to his father's room, then put his hand on the doorknob, twisted it, but didn't open it.

Nope.Cyril wanted to cry but had no tears, it was too much and even locked the door.

Cyril squatted at the door, scratching at the door. In the night, the rattling sound was very clear. Someone who was so vigilant as his father must have woken up early, but Cyril waited for a long time and didn't see Mu Ze open the door.

"Daddy, I was wrong, you open the door."

Cyril yelled very pitifully, and when he was about to yell a second time, Muze opened the door.

Looking down at Cyril, who was squatting on the ground and unable to stand up, Mu Ze said, "Are you wrong?"

Cyril blinked and nodded vigorously.

Mu Ze remained unmoved: "You should know what will happen if you come in tonight. Even so, you still want to ask for my forgiveness?"

Cyril hesitated for a moment.

Just this moment of hesitation, Mu Ze slammed the door shut again.

This time, no matter how much Cyril called him, he would not open.

The next day, when Muze went downstairs, Cyril had already prepared breakfast. When he saw Muze, he immediately showed a bright smile: "Good morning, Daddy."

Mu Ze turned a blind eye, walked straight to the entrance, took his coat, put it on and said, "I'll ask you for leave at the school, stay at home, if you dare to go out without permission, you won't want to know the consequences."

Cyril's hand that was still holding the shovel suddenly dropped.

Since then, Cyril's life has been extremely difficult. Mu Ze completely regards him as air, but as time goes by, the strong desire to be marked due to the estrus period is getting stronger and stronger. Looking at Mu Ze every day, he feels is a torture.Several times, Cyril sleepwalked to Muze's room. After successfully entering and being kicked out, Muze started to lock the door again.

Knowing that Cyril's health is not good enough but all the transformation has been completed, Mu Ze took Yin and Tony back home.

Cyril was very surprised: "Tony, why are you here?"

"Stupid." Silver's still delicate and perfect face was full of mockery, "Of course I'm here to extract your pheromone samples and genetic data, simulate a virtual estrus omega, and then test the effectiveness of the inhibitor, and , Do you think that the results will be accurate if you test it yourself, General Life Hospital provides free physical examinations for the college's omega, including those who have started estrus."

Tony added: "I'm sorry, I didn't come up with this method earlier, the method I used is too old, and because the technology is not up to scratch, so... the general is very angry recently, you don't seem to be marked, it happened What's the matter?"

"..." Cyril realized later, "So the matter has found a solution, and I don't need to take inhibitors?"

Tony and Yin Qiqi nodded.

Fuck.This was Cyril's only thought after knowing about it.

After Yin and Tony left, Cyril stayed for a while, then went to the kitchen to make a mess, made some snacks, paired them with a glass of juice, and took them to the training room.

Although the training room on the basement floor is small, it has a complete range of training. Cyril seldom comes because he is not interested in these.

Mu Ze was doing physical training, his upper body was naked, and beads of sweat hung on his slender and strong body.

Cyril put down the snack, then slowly walked behind Muze and hugged his waist.

Mu Ze paused and said lightly, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I won't do this again in the future." Cyril tried hard to suppress the instinctive reaction, but he was not very successful. He fumbled around dishonestly, so the sincere apology seemed not so sincere.

"Yeah." Muze responded, then easily moved away from Cyril's arm, went to the side, picked up a towel to wipe off, and began to get dressed.

"Daddy!" Cyril finally couldn't bear it any longer. His desire and dissatisfaction for the past few days made him feel itchy and anxious, and the tension was about to break. "How on earth can you forgive me? I really know I was wrong. Don't do this, Daddy." As if he finally found an outlet to vent, Cyril's eyes turned red suddenly, and he almost cried again.

Perhaps because of the estrus period, Cyril felt more and more vulnerable.

"Cyril." Mu Ze raised his head with his hand, and looked straight at him with dark and deep eyes: "Do you know where I went wrong?"

Cyril nodded vigorously: "I shouldn't want to try inhibitors privately, I shouldn't be entangled in some simple things, and I shouldn't make Daddy sad. Daddy, please forgive me."

Muze sighed and hugged Cyril into his arms.

For Cyril, the general who is invincible in the empire can only compromise.

Cyril still felt very dissatisfied. Muze seemed to forgive himself yesterday, and then the two rolled on the bed, and he vented once with his hands.

However, the fact that the little bird can be long (?) and hard (?) without being a decoration at last did not make Cyril feel very happy, because the two of them did not do it until the end!

And at that time, Cyril clearly felt that Muze had hardened, and he also implicitly stated that he could make it to the end.

But Mu Ze didn't receive his idea at all.

Cyril was very distressed, so he had to turn to the optical brain for help.

After entering the words "how to ask your lover to forgive" in the keyword column, a row of messages appeared, but most of them were posts asking for help and answers from alpha or beta, because it was too late for omega to be flattered by others. How could it be possible to be the object of being angry.

Cyril searched for a long time, but found no useful information.

Just when he was about to quit the optical brain, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of a method that was worse, but it should actually be easier to use.

After Mu Ze came back, he felt something was wrong. The aroma from the kitchen was nothing special, but the arrangement of the dining table was obviously different from the past. The bright bouquets were placed in transparent vases, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, and the lights were dimmed. The dim light shone on the red wine bottle, revealing an ambiguous mood for no reason.He took off his coat calmly, and then walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Cyril, who was wearing an apron, was humming the Divine Comedy when he was on Earth to cheer himself up, while he was busy grilling steaks.The food in the future world is not much different from before, but the raw materials look different, but the taste and recipe are similar.

As soon as Muze approached the kitchen, Cyril felt it. He quickly turned around, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Daddy, don't come in. Once you come in, I can't do anything."

Mu Ze raised his eyebrows and walked out obediently.

After closing the grill, Cyril used tongs to place the sizzling steak on a delicately crafted plate, surrounded by green orchid herbs and carrots carved into petals.It can be seen that the curriculum of the college was not established in vain.

Taking a deep breath, Cyril opened the cabinet door on the top of the kitchen.

Inside is a set of clothes that can um...increase interest.

After patting his face, Cyril stretched out his paw and took it off.

As soon as Mu Ze turned his head, he saw that Cyril was wearing a fat white shirt. The fabric was too thin, and he could vaguely see what else he was wearing inside. It's like a child who steals an adult's clothes.

Mu Ze, who vaguely guessed something, still had a calm and handsome face, watching Cyril arrange the steak and side dishes one by one, and then sat down opposite him, without speaking during the period.

Cyril swallowed, thinking of what he was going to do in the future, he couldn't help but shed sad tears for himself. He came here through time and space, in fact, he came here to mess with his father. He was obviously reluctant at the beginning, but in the end he couldn't even get married. Have you played all the fun?

"Daddy." Cyril blushed, "Forgive me, I really don't dare to do it anymore." The old man's anger was too terrifying, and Cyril really didn't want to see his father treat him coldly.

"Hmm." Muze hid the deep meaning in his eyes, responded lightly, picked up the tableware, cut a small piece of steak, and ate it in his mouth. The elegant and smooth movements made Cyril, who was already in estrus, anxious.

He walked over a few steps, and the weak-legged Cyril who was stimulated by the pheromone because of approaching suddenly threw himself into Muze's arms. He raised his head, opened his amber eyes, and said softly: "Daddy, I'm better than you!" The steak is even more delicious, do you want to try it?"

Mu Ze raised the corner of his mouth slightly, he waited.

Hugging Cyril with one hand, he moved the chair back and let him sit on his lap. Cyril tried to straighten his body, then stretched out his hand like a sacrifice, and unbuttoned his shirt tremblingly , Muze didn't mean to help from the beginning to the end, so Cyril had to bite the bullet and take off the big shirt.

The clothes inside made Muze's throat tighten. If it wasn't for his strong self-control, he might have eaten Cyril directly.

Cyril was wearing a fur vest and shorts. The pure white wool lined his fair skin, making him look like a little white rabbit. Muze pinched his face, his cold voice was filled with lust. Become hoarse: "Where are the ears?"

Cyril silently took out his ears from the pocket behind his buttocks.

"Put it on and let me see."

Cyril's face was already flushed, and he was so embarrassed that he almost gave up the seduction, but for Muze's words, whether it was in his heart or instinct, he was willing to obey, so Cyril who wore ears was even more like a rabbit.