What should I do after interpenetrating with an old enemy?

When Chi Yao regained his consciousness, he was lying on the bed.

His eyes were blurry, and his head was swollen and painful.

He rubbed his forehead, and it took a while for his vision to gradually clear up.

The walls of the room are all metal, and they should still be on the spaceship.

Chi Yao sat up and wanted to go out to see the situation.

But as soon as he lifted the quilt, he froze.

Not right.

"Where did you get the long hair?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chi Yao was taken aback.

The voice was familiar, but it wasn't his.

He ran into the bathroom a few steps.

Seeing himself in the mirror, his mind froze and his ears buzzed.

What's going on, is he dreaming?

The facial features of the person in the mirror are stern, and the beautiful Ruifeng eyes look a little sharp when there is no expression, and the long hair is disheveled, but it does not reduce the alpha's aura at all.

Beauty is beauty, but this is the face of the enemy.

Chi Yao leaned closer to the mirror to take a closer look, and pinched his face a few times, the touch was delicate and moist.

Pull up the hem of the clothes, the mermaid line and the abdominal muscle lines are beautiful, and the hand feels great.

Not dreaming.

"Hold."

Chi Yao cursed in a low voice, not knowing whether to panic or surprise for a moment.

Why did he wear it into the body of his deadly enemy.

Where did Jing Xi go?

The brain that just woke up couldn't keep up with the reaction, and it took a long time to recall what happened yesterday.

Yesterday he just robbed the mine in an ordinary way, and fought with his deadly enemy in an ordinary way.

Could it be related to the geomagnetic storm at that time?

knock knock knock.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and someone walked in.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Chi Yao identified it carefully and confirmed that this was Jing Xi's adjutant, Jiang Feng, the deputy commander of the Flying Dragon Corps.

"Awake, what's the matter?" Chi Yao said imitating Jing Xi's indifference.

Jiang Feng stood outside and waited, respectfully said: "It's good that you wake up, do I need to call the military doctor for you?"

Chi Yao wanted to say no, but changed his mind when he got to the point.

"Let him come over in 10 minutes."

Jiang Feng: "Yes."

When he heard the sound of closing the door, Chi Yao looked at the face in the mirror, unbuttoned his shirt, and smiled maliciously.

It seemed that I heard the cold major general scolding him for "loitering" again.

But my body is covered with sweat, so I have to take a bath, right?

The sound of splashing water took a long time before it stopped, Chi Yao casually pulled a towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom.

Jing Xi is about the same height as him, and is also an alpha, which relieves a lot of discomfort, and her body is very explosive, which makes Chi Yao very satisfied.

It's just that the hair is too long, and it takes more effort to wash than dog hair.

Chi Yao was in a good mood, brushed his hair, found water from the storage cabinet, and drank half of the bottle in one gulp.

The glossy metal reflects the scars on the left shoulder and the right side of the abdomen.

The one on the left shoulder is only three or four centimeters long, and the one on the right waist is longer.

The picture flashed in front of Chi Yao's eyes, and he immediately recalled it.

These were all made by him when they fought before.

But why do scars stay?

Chi Yao touched the slightly raised scar on the side of his waist.

Too ugly for his aesthetic.

Twenty minutes later, Jiang Feng came over with a military doctor. When he looked up, he was dumbfounded.

Jing Xi was sitting on the sofa in front of the window, with the top two buttons of the shirt open, the collarbone on the right side looming, the wet hair on the forehead was pushed back, and the long hair was a little messy on the shoulders.

Casual and lazy, but the momentum is not diminished.

Today, the commander feels different from usual.

If this is seen by the omega in the military department, they must not be crazy.

"What are you doing, hurry up." Chi Yao urged impatiently as he tapped twice on the armrest with his slender fingers.

"Yes!" Jiang Feng came back to his senses for a second, and hurried over with the military doctor.

Chi Yao rested his chin, watched the military doctor wield all kinds of instruments on his body, and estimated the current situation in his heart.

Since Jiang Feng was there, it meant that there was a high probability that this was the main ship of the Flying Dragon Legion.

Woke up to the enemy's base camp, and even took the body of the enemy's boss.

Said it like a joke.

"Where's the Jiying gang?" Chi Yao pretended to be casual and asked.

Speaking of the gang of star thieves, Jiang Feng gritted his teeth angrily.

"Run away! If it weren't for the magnetic storm that made many functions of the warship unable to function normally, this time they would be blasted to nothing!"

Chi Yao: "Are there any casualties?"

Jiang Feng shook his head: "No, all returned to the team safely."

Chi Yao: "I'm talking about Jiying."

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment: "It should be - no, right? They run faster than rabbits. If there were any casualties, the star thief ruffian surnamed Chi would have come to the door long ago."

Star thief ruffian?

Chi Yao laughed, and said seriously: "Chi Yao is so cute, how can he hit him?"

The officer actually laughed? !

Jiang Feng was dazzled by his smile, and when he recovered, he realized that something was wrong.

As for who in the empire hates star robbers the most, if Jing Xi ranks second, no one dares to rank first.

But he said that the head of the Star Bandit is cute?

Jiang Feng: "?"

Does this sentence have any inner meaning?

The military doctor checked it out and said respectfully: "You are in good health, and you are fine now."

Chi Yao: "Is it okay?"

The core is changed and can't be checked?

The military doctor thought he was asking about a sudden coma, and explained: "It may be affected by geomagnetic fluctuations, and you have been too tired recently. I will prescribe you some medicine for calming your mind and calming down. Just take it on time."

Chi Yao recalled that before he lost consciousness, he clearly felt a resonance in his heart. Could it be that he was really affected by the magnetic storm?

Can magnetic storms make people travel through souls?

Jiang Feng asked in a low voice: "Do you want to chase Jiying? It should be too late to chase it now."

Halfway through the fight with Jiying, the commander had a problem, so they could only retreat first.

Chi Yao opened his mouth and said, "No need, star bandits are also citizens of the empire. As the military, we must accept them with a tolerant attitude instead of killing them all."

Jiang Feng: "? Yes."

Before leaving, Chi Yao called the military doctor.

"Is there any scar removal cream, give me a box, the one with the best effect."

The military doctor was confused, and took out an ointment from the medicine box and handed it over: "It will be more effective when used with a medical lamp."

Chi Yao: "Yes."

Leading the military doctor out of the rest cabin, Jiang Feng walked a long way with a stiff face, and when turning a corner, he suddenly grabbed the military doctor and led him into a small room beside him.

The military doctor was startled by being pressed behind the door, and hurriedly put his hands on his chest: "Sir, I have a wife and children, what are you doing?"

Jiang Feng rolled his eyes angrily when he looked at the beta military doctor over 40 years old with two beards.

"Wouldn't I pick a better one if I asked Jie Se?" He punched him, and asked in a low voice, "Is the commander really all right? Are you hiding something?"

Military doctor: "?"

Military doctor: "No, all indicators of Major General Jing are normal."

Jiang Feng frowned.

That would be weird.

Why is Sir's painting style so different from usual today?

Jiang Feng: "Where's the brain? Is the brain damaged?"

The military doctor looked at him strangely: "You're the one with the brain."

Jiang Feng: "..."

In the rest cabin, Chi Yao turned on his personal terminal.

Terminal automatic fingerprint unlocking.

All citizens of the Empire are personal terminals issued by the government.

But he is a black household and does not have such a terminal.

After searching for a long time, Chi Yao touched the communication interface and dialed a number to go out.

The virtual screen showed that it was connecting, and before the final beep, the communication was finally connected.

The alpha on the screen has clear facial features, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes are looking at him coldly.

With just one glance, he knew he was right.

He swapped souls with his nemesis.

Looking at his own face through the screen, Chi Yao felt an indescribable weirdness.

The body is in the hands of others, and it is still an opponent whose personality is completely opposite to his own.

For a while, they were both silent, and the atmosphere was dignified.

Jing Xi: "If you dare to do anything to my people, I will repay you double. I advise you to think carefully before acting."

Chi Yao sneered: "Threat me?"

Jing Xi said with a cold face, "You can try, but then you can only go to the Security Bureau to reunite with your people."

If those people in the regiment go to the security bureau, I'm afraid none of them will come back.

"You're so fierce." Chi Yao smiled unscrupulously, "I'm sweating because of you, and I want to take a bath again."

Jing Xi said coldly, "Set a time to meet."

Chi Yao: "You beg me?"

Jing Xi: "You don't want to change back?"

"I don't want to." Chi Yao leaned on the sofa and said lazily, "It's great to be a major general without working hard."

Jing Xi nodded slowly: "It seems that I have to deal with the fourth-level mine that took so much effort to grab."

Chi Yao: "You won't mess around."

Jing Xi: "I can't, but 'Chi Yao' can."

Chi Yao: "..."

Hold.

After preliminarily agreeing on a meeting time, Jing Xi hung up the communication and rubbed her sore forehead.

His body was sticky and greasy, and the strange body odor made him feel uncomfortable.

Yesterday, the legion encountered a magnetic storm on the way back, so they had to make an emergency landing nearby and wait for the geomagnetic field to return to normal before leaving, but they happened to see Jiying snatching ore.

I wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to catch Chi Yao, but I didn't expect that halfway through the fight, I suddenly had a chest pain, and when I woke up, I was already on Jiying's spaceship.

Thinking of what Chi Yao might be doing to his body, Jing Xi clenched his fists loudly.

He stood up abruptly and walked to the bathroom.

The shirt on his body was wet with sweat several times, Jing Xi took it off and put it aside.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something in the mirror, and his eyes froze.

The alpha in the mirror has a good face, with smooth muscles and no trace of fat or scars.

Jing Xi turned sideways slightly, brushed his left upper arm with his hand, and there was a burnt "X" near the shoulder, about seven or eight centimeters in size.

Below the "X" there are a few small characters, which look like they have been cut by a knife, and can only be seen to be numbers.

Judging from the growth of the skin, it should have been applied when he was a teenager or younger.

Even if Chi Yao is a lunatic who acts perversely, he would not use such a rough method of tattooing, unless he has a tendency to masochistic.

It's more like an imprint than a tattoo.

The only person he could think of to have this kind of mark on his body was the slave who had been liberated hundreds of years ago.

How could there be such a thing on Chi Yao?

The author has something to say:

Jing Xi: We agreed to love each other and kill each other, but you secretly applied scar cream to me?

Chi Yao: Of course my wife's body should be taken care of. [touch]

This time it’s still a handsome and beautiful story~

Chi Yao (yao) second tone

Chi Yao is attacking, Chi Yao is attacking, Chi Yao is attacking, not counterattacking.