Raising children to prevent aging [Future Interstellar ABO]

Cyril had been sitting on the bench by the lake for a long time, but the relaxation was not very successful, and he was still a little bored.He moved out of the house not only because of what he said to stay away from Muze temporarily, but also because Muze looked at him with guilty eyes, which made Cyril feel distressed.

To be honest, he doesn't have any feelings for Patrick and Angelo, and he can completely explain to Muze that he is not the original, but traveled from the earth. Muze has spoiled him for so many years, so he will definitely accept his origin. But in this way, it means that the baby died of premature birth and weakness.Mu Ze already has a heavy burden. If he knows this, instead of feeling relieved, he will feel even more guilty.Muze dotes on Cyril, and Cyril also loves Muze. In this case, it is not suitable to say it.

But if he doesn't confess this matter, Cyril can't forgive Mu Ze prematurely, otherwise his father may think that he is forcing himself.

So Cyril had to comfort Muze and move back to school.

The water in the artificial river is like a still picture scroll, with colorful aquatic plants planted inside. Although there are four seasons, after genetic modification, gorgeous flowers can bloom even in winter.

Cyril stared blankly, and after a while, he felt bored, so he got up and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

At this moment, a tall and handsome alpha boy walked up to him angrily.

The flaxen hair was trimmed into an exquisite hairstyle, and the forehead was slightly exposed, which made his outstanding facial features more eye-catching. Cyril was a little surprised by his expression as if he was questioning his partner about cheating.

"Cyril, you..." Angus was about to question why Cyril was marked, but as soon as he said it, he found that he had no position to ask.

Although Angus was very second-rate, he was not arrogant and unreasonable, so after realizing that he seemed to be a step too late, he waited angrily for Cyril, and then left angrily.

Is this another secondary illness?Cyril thought speechlessly.

Walking to the omega dormitory area, Wood standing at the door made Cyrilton stop. He was wearing a straight military uniform, and his tall and strong body made the passing omega look at him curiously, but he was unmoved and still stood at the door like a guard , solemnly carrying a powder blue lunch box in his hand.

Cyril sighed, then walked over, Wood nodded to him, and then handed the lunch box to Cyril: "Meals and snacks made by General Ivan himself."

What Wood said, like a stone thrown into the lake, made Cyril's heart uneasy.

"How is Daddy?" Cyril asked him, raising his head.

"The general has been living in the military headquarters recently, and he is busy with some things." Wood answered Cyril seriously, and after thinking about it, he added, "I didn't eat on time, and I have been drinking nutrients for several days."

"Well, I see, thank you."

"Then I will take my leave first. Goodbye, Master Yiwen."

After watching Wood leave, Cyril also went back to the dormitory.

After opening the lunch box, it contained all of Cyril's favorite meals.Because of the excellent heat preservation ability of the lunch box, it is still steaming at this time.

Ahhh, I really want to tell Mu Ze that he has never resented him, but he is afraid that he will be too burdened, so he can only avoid being so cautious. Finally, Cyril couldn't take it anymore, turned on the communicator, and called Mu Ze.

Mu Ze quickly picked it up. On the screen, he still looked handsome and noble, and his crisp military uniform added to his aura. He looked at Cyril with a little doubt, and asked, "Cyril, what's the matter?"

"Daddy." Cyril said, "I'll go home tonight, can you pick me up?"

Mu Ze nodded: "Well, it happens that I also have something to tell you."

"What is it?" Cyril was suddenly curious.

Just as Mu Ze was about to answer, there was a knock on the door, and Mu Ze had to say something tonight and then ended the call.

Cyril had no choice but to endure the curiosity and put away the communicator.

After Cyril returned to school, Teacher DeWitt called him to have a conversation and asked him if he had any pregnancy symptoms recently. As if he was afraid that Cyril would not know, he showed Cyril the graphic materials in his brain, and he was very serious. explained.

Cyril's head was full of black lines, and he blushed, "Teacher, I don't have any of these reactions."

Teacher DeWitt looked a little disappointed, but he still touched Cyril's head encouragingly: "In this case, next time, you can try the posture suggested by the doctor. It is said that it will help you to conceive. You are the first one in class 28 The grown-up child, the teacher has great confidence in you." Teacher DeWitt has a beta partner who is a doctor. He has already given birth to a beta child, so he will give more detailed guidance to the students in his class. Although there is also a very small part of the reason that the more outstanding graduates in the class, the more bonuses he will receive.

"..." Cyril was already tired of this world that was desperate for newborns.

However, fortunately, Mr. DeWitt didn't ask him who the alpha who marked him was, otherwise it would be really difficult for him to answer.After all, if the people of the empire know that they are not Mu Ze's biological children, then everyone will definitely set off an upsurge of inquiry.

When school was over in the afternoon, Mu Ze came to pick him up early. After Cyril got in the car, he saw Mu Ze alive, and realized how much he missed him these days when he left Mu Ze.

Resisting the urge to rush into Muze's arms, Cyril hugged the lunch box on his lap, and said to Muze, "Thank you, Daddy, your cooking is delicious."

Looking at the well-behaved Cyril, Muze also wanted to hold him in his arms like before, but he also restrained himself.

The two of them awkwardly went to the supermarket first. In the supermarket, Cyril tried his best to throw Mu Ze's favorite dishes on the car, and Mu Ze put big bags of Cyril's favorite dishes, and then they had nothing to do together. Clear out some space for your overstuffed shopping cart and put something else.

Sure enough, two people shopping together is good for promoting relationship. When Muze walked out with two big bags in one hand, he held Cyril's hand very naturally.

Cyril was taken aback for a moment, then held it back with a bright smile.

After the two returned home, Cyril consciously arranged the shoes they had changed, washed his hands, put on an apron and started cooking, and left the room that hadn't been cleaned for several days to Muze to clean up, and specifically emphasized that he should clean it up by himself .

Muze couldn't help pinching Cyril's nose, and then went upstairs.

After stewing the soup, Cyril also tiptoed and went upstairs lightly.

Mu Ze changed into a pure white home clothes, but his sturdy figure was not covered at all. Instead, he outlined a perfect figure with his movements, which immediately made Cyril fascinated.He was changing the quilt cover with his back to the door. Although he noticed that Cyril was coming up, Mu Ze didn't turn his head, but the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a gentle and loving smile.

Cyril couldn't help but walked over, hugged Mu Ze's waist from behind, and swayed as he changed the quilt cover: "Daddy, I miss you a lot these days."

The movement of Muze's hands stopped, and he wanted to turn around and hug Cyril, but Cyril refused: "Daddy, I know you are very guilty, but what you have done these years is enough. I love you very much, let me leave you I feel like I can’t go on for a day, and I know you are the same. In this way, it’s not so much punishing you as it is torturing me. How about it, Daddy, if you really want to make up, then treat me well for the rest of your life. You can never find me annoying or coquettish, how about it?" After finishing speaking, Cyril let go of Mu Ze's arm, took a few steps back, and waited quietly.

I'm sorry, Patrick, Angelo, I'm not your real child, I'm also human, my heart is biased, I can't stay away from Muze, the only thing I can do for you is to take good care of your current family and protect Take care of this body and live happily instead of your children.Daddy is very important to the empire, and I can't put the safety of the empire at risk because of this matter.I also believe that in a certain world, your family of three can live happily.

Moreover, he has already thought about what job to do after graduation, and now he finds that there are actually many things he can do.

Mu Ze turned around slowly, and saw Cyril with an expectant face, his delicate face was full of unreserved love, and his clear eyes almost pierced into his heart.

He strode over and hugged Cyril violently. Muze swore piously in Cyril's ear: "I, Muzeywen, will take care of Cyril forever, love and take care of him until I leave this world."

Cyril put his arms around Muze's neck, straightened his back and looked at him: "Daddy, don't think about these things anymore. If you want to be punished in the future, I will accompany you and support you in whatever you do. But you I have to eat and sleep on time, because I will also feel distressed."

"Ah."

The stewing pot is very smart and can cut off the power automatically. Even if there is no power, the almighty robot Owen can sense it and cut off the power. So when Cyril and Muze went downstairs, they saw that Owen had filled the soup and served it. to the table.

Because Cyril was in a great mood, he smiled and teased Owen: "Ah, Owen is so virtuous, whoever marries you will be blessed."

Owen showed a humane expression, and said in a slightly helpless electronic voice: "Little master, Owen is a robot."

"I know." Cyril said, "Then you can also get married, such as exchanging core data together, and achieving literal god-friendship or something."

Owen: "..."

"Okay, stop messing around." Mu Ze couldn't help but put his arms around Cyril's shoulders, and went to cook sweetly together.

Owen spontaneously judged the situation of the year, decided to retreat to his room, and then really continued to gossip with the almighty robot next door.

While eating, Cyril suddenly remembered how he had seduced Mu Ze during the estrus period. He couldn't help breathing shortly, and his face turned rosy. Mu Ze knew him too well, and he could tell what Cyril was thinking just by looking up. Elegantly eating a piece of vegetables, he suddenly regretted a little: "It's a pity that the vegetables that day were wasted."

Cyril was drinking soup, when he heard this, he choked suddenly, covered his mouth, and coughed earth-shatteringly.

Mu Ze walked over helplessly, patted him on the back, and poured him a glass of water.

After eating, Cyril was finally tired of watching TV in Muze's arms again.

Muze hugged Cyril's shoulders, feeding him desserts from time to time, and Cyril occasionally reached out to feed Muze, smiling as he frowned while eating dessert.

"Cyril, come with me to Eps in a few days, just treat it as a trip." Muze said suddenly.

Cyril opened his eyes wide in shock, looking at Muze.

"The inhibitor has been researched. After Yin and Lev's repeated research, it is determined that the damage to the body is negligible." Mu Ze said, "Not too many people should know about this matter, so I will send the inhibitor to the .”

"Really? That's great!" Cyril clapped his hands violently. Although he didn't do much in it, this sense of accomplishment still made Cyril feel happy from the bottom of his heart. But when he thought of one thing, Siri Er was a little worried again, "But as daddy, can he be allowed to go abroad at will?" When he was on earth, it was very troublesome for soldiers to go abroad.

"Of course I can't go out casually, but His Majesty will help me forge my identity, and Yin will also help. The empire has already mastered some of his secrets of transformation. With some external force, he can change his appearance." Mu Ze turned off the TV and hugged Siri horizontally. Er, talking while walking.

Cyril naturally hugged Muze's neck with his arms, and rubbed his head against his chest: "Silver has become more and more like a Helelen person recently."

"Well, His Majesty also intends to recruit, but Yin said that he has not yet found anyone who fits his aesthetics. You know, the aesthetics of their Hall star people are always very peculiar."

"What type of people does Silver like?" Cyril asked curiously.

Mu Ze had already walked to the bedside at this time, put Cyril down lightly, and then covered himself up, looked down at Cyril, and said dangerously: "Aren't you too unconscious to talk about other people at this time? gone?"

Cyril smiled and kissed the corner of Muze's mouth: "Yin is not an alpha, I definitely don't like him."

"That doesn't work either." After Muze finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Cyril tenderly.

Closing his eyes, his nose was filled with a reassuring yet disturbing breath, and Cyril's vacant heart finally gradually filled.He secretly opened his eyelids and looked at the man on his body, with uncluttered eyebrows and slightly curved sexy arcs, his eyes were closed, long and thick eyelashes were evenly spread under the eyes, and the bridge of his nose was straight...

After being slapped on the side of the buttocks, Mu Ze also slightly opened his eyes, let go of Cyril's mouth, and said in an inaudible mood: "Not paying attention, huh?"

Cyril laughed: "Go on, go on." After speaking, he narrowed his eyes and pouted his mouth like two pieces of sausage.

Mu Ze looked funny, this guy was born to spoil the atmosphere, patted his butt again, turned over and sat up and said, "Go wash up."

"Obey!" Cyril saluted with a smile, jumped out of bed and went to take a shower.

Mu Ze sat by the bed, flipped through a magazine, put it down after a while, then put on his pajamas and walked to the bathroom door, with a light twist, the door opened.

Cyril was covering his head with foam, and when he heard the voice, he turned around and was stunned for a moment.

Mu Ze walked in, closed the door, took off his pajamas, and went under the shower.

Cyril suddenly tightened his ass, then backed away, rubbing his hair while saying, "Daddy wash first."

As soon as Muze stretched out his long arms, he pulled Cyril over, washed his head clean a few times, and then began to enjoy.

The door of the bathroom is closed firmly, but vague words can still be heard from inside

"Daddy... Well, I, I'm not in heat yet..."

"Well, you know, we're in no hurry to have kids."

"It's not this... um, it means... you bastard!"

"Don't make trouble." Then there was another clear butt slapping sound.

"Umm...Ze, aha...um..."

"Good boy……"