Doomsday Egg

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But then... why is he lying in the car now, surrounded by a mess of wires?

Before... Didn't he sneak into the LOVEDUE venue with Tang...?

After that... By the way, he was attacked by mutant blood leeches, but because he wanted to complete the task given by Moses, he went downstairs... After that... It seems that Tang also came...

After the after the after... what?

Moya's face turned red instantly.

There seems to be... a relationship between them?

But... is it really true?Or was he just having a sweet dream?

He, a virgin with no sex|experience, doesn't know what is an after-the-fact state? !

On the surface alone...

Moya tried to move his body—a little tired and numb... There was also a dull pain in the back.

But he really wasn't sure whether it was the sequelae of some previous behaviors, or the result of the medical observation equipment that was inserted now!In other words, he was injured, yes, it’s okay to connect the chest, stomach, etc. Why do you need to connect the pipeline to a place like the ass? !

Those kisses, touches, in and out... I don't know if it's real...

Should I seek evidence from the parties involved...

"Bang!"

At this time, the car door was pulled open suddenly, and Tang Junmei's face appeared beside the door.

"Wow ah ah!"

Moya blushed and yelled.

No, he hasn't sorted out his thoughts yet, it's too...

"Why? Treat people like monsters..."

Compared with Moya, Tang's attitude was not unusual, and he was still as lazy as usual.

"Come in, he's awake, but the situation is not very stable..."

After Messer spoke, he went in to check on the instrument on the side as if nothing had happened, and ignored Moya.

"It seems that fructose and protein must be delivered regularly, otherwise the blood may be sucked or the stomach may be bitten, just like the corpse in the bathroom before."

"Well, that is to say, the previous servant was swallowed by a large number of propagules after mouthing X, probably because Su is the mother's body. As long as he didn't touch the mother's body, he wouldn't die immediately even if he was parasitized."

Tang pointed at the picture on the instrument and frowned, and Messer on the side immediately responded, and the two of them started discussing sentence after sentence...

Moya, who was bewildered, was completely left aside.

"Hey! I said you... you have to have a limit for ignoring people, right?! What the hell are you doing? I can't understand what you're saying..."

Moya finally couldn't bear it anymore, straightened his body and looked hard at the screen of the instrument that the two of them were looking at.

Over their shoulders, he finally saw a blurry black and white image.

What is that?Why does it look like a perspective image of some internal abdominal organs?

The squishy creature that moves in the middle... looks like the kind of leeches that once attacked him...

Wait... Shouldn't it be...

With a bad feeling, Moya followed the line of the instrument and aimed at his body.

God...he was about to faint!

Those two people were calmly acting like the subject of the special research of the scientific team, and it turned out to be the unknown creature in their stomach!

ACT48: Enemy

"You, you guys are really too much...!"

Moya pointed at the two perverts who regarded themselves as test subjects and yelled loudly.

"Yo, don't move around, it will be bad if you move your tire gas."

But one of the "perverts" didn't know what to do, so he squinted his fox eyes and sneered narrowly.

"Fei, you big-headed ghost! This is clearly a parasite, okay?!" Moya was furious, but immediately shrank half of his momentum when he met the gaze of another "pervert". "You, you don't want to save me, you are still talking sarcasticly... Woo..."

As he spoke, he felt aggrieved, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Crying is not good for pregnant women, the seed in your belly is..."

"Moser, you go out first."

"what?"

"go out!"

Tang interrupted a certain fox's desire to continue to bully the fried cat, directly drove him out of the car, and slammed the door.

Moya and Tang are the only ones left in the car now.

"Okay, don't cry."

Tang sighed, turned and came back to approach the teary-eyed little man.

"Who is crying! No..."

Moya reflexively denied, but the liquid that was brewing in his eye sockets poured out at the moment of the burst of words. He turned his head away quickly, not wanting the man in front of him to continue watching his fragility.

An awkward silence spread between the two.

After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time Tang really saw Moya crying, so he was somewhat at a loss.

"... That's why I told you not to meddle indiscriminately."

After holding back for a while, he finally squeezed out such a sentence, but it was a bit of a reproachful tone, and unfortunately he stepped into the opponent's minefield all at once.

"Yes, I'm messing around! I'm an idiot! That's why I tell you to leave me alone!"

In the midst of grief and anger, Moya suddenly tore off the electrodes on his body, and then went to forcefully poke the pipeline on his lower body.

"God! What are you doing?! Stop! That's the delivery tube for the nutrient solution! Don't you want to live?"

Tang was shocked like never before, and quickly restrained Moya's hands.

"Yeah, a useless guy like me might as well just die, let me be bitten to death by bugs! It's better than being laughed at by you elites here!"

In terms of strength alone, Moya did not lose to Tang, and with the added effect of rushing to the heart, he easily shook off Tang's hand, and with a brute force, he pulled off the thing tied behind his hip—— Because of the excessive force, there was a sharp pain in that part instantly, and Mo Ya unconsciously closed his eyes tightly, but at this moment, he was firmly hugged in the arms of the man in front of him.

"Enough! It's not enough if I said the wrong thing! Stop making trouble!"

Tang tightened his arms, his roar full of bitterness.

"Who made trouble...!...I didn't..."

Moya reflexively struggled a few times, but this time Tang did not give any room for compromise, and locked the man who was still furious.

"I finally rescued you, and now I'm still studying how to get that thing out so as not to hurt you, can you cooperate a bit?!"

"I...! You... woo..."

Tang choked Moya back with a single word, and he didn't struggle any more, but just shed big tears.

"I'm so old and crying, I really admire you," Tang sighed, and scratched Moya's hair, "I never said you were useless, I was just worried that you would always mess with me." Troublesome physique... don't let me worry about it anymore, okay?"

A warm current surged into Moya's heart.

Worried...Don worried about him?

Did you scold yourself at that time just because you were worried that something would happen to you?

Moya's temper comes and goes quickly, because Tang's awkward and tangled emotions are now swept away by Tang's words.

Then he recovered and realized... he was being surrounded by Tang's aura.

"Understood... Let go, let go, I'm fine..."

In order not to be seen blushing on his face, Mo Ya turned his face away and pushed Tang away.

"It's nothing to blame, the nutrition tube has to be connected back."

Tang lifted the cover of Moya's body at once, as if he was going to press some key parts.

"Ah? What? No way... what are you doing?"

Moya was taken aback, and grabbed back the cover, trying to block Tang's outstretched hand.

"Why are you ashamed, it's not like you haven't seen it before."

Tang poked his temple helplessly.

"Ah? You, when did you watch..."

Mo Ya blushed and flinched back desperately.

Could it be... that spring dream was real?What did they really... do... love to do?

"What I mean is... who do you think connected the tube for you before? Could it be Moses?"

Unexpectedly, Tang's explanation took another path completely, and while talking, his face sank, and he stared over with a look of observation, which made Moya break out in a cold sweat.

That is to say, Tang just looked at his...chrysanthemum...hole before to take over the pipeline?

That is, not because they actually had sex... or anything like that...

Why do I feel super sorry when I think of this?

In the next second, Moya wanted to strangle himself with the above thoughts.

"I don't know who it is...Anyway, it's you perverted guys...uh..."

Moya blushed and clutched the covering sheet tightly, shaking tremblingly, but at this moment he suddenly felt a cramping pain in his stomach, and his face turned blue instantly.

"Tsk! Lie down quickly! Lie on your stomach!"

Tang really got angry this time. He pulled Moya over and pushed him on the seat.

"Wow! What are you doing... let go... woo!"

Moya yelled in embarrassment, but soon his volume dropped due to abdominal pain, and then he felt Tang's palm slide into his panties, and his slender, skinny fingers slowly moved backward along the seam of his buttocks, bringing The grass-scented breath sprayed around his ears, strongly attracting his attention.

"Relax, don't push."

"Well……!"

Tang Cici's voice stimulated Mo Ya's tympanic membrane like a micro-current, and then he poked his fingertips into the secret place, slid lightly on the entrance, and then withdrew hesitantly.

"There was some blood, you were being rough on yourself."

"Huh? Uh..."

"do not move."

Seeing that Moya was no longer struggling, Tang moved his body and reached out to take out the gauze from the small basket next to the instrument, tore off a section and carefully wiped the injured wound.

"Don... that... myself..."

Moya has