Your white moonlight is so beautiful

Recently, Shi Han has always felt that there is a fire burning in his body, as if the awakened power of the dragon's blood is boiling all the time.

The extreme anxiety made it difficult for him to concentrate, and even gave birth to an indescribable destructive desire in his heart.

Although he is very restrained and injects inhibitors every day, it is still difficult to stop the burning anxiety.

Most of the dragon's violent temper comes from this.

Liang Qiong had carefully studied Shihan's blood awakening power, and told him that the inhibitor was formulated more than 100 years ago, and that the current medical level should be able to develop a more effective inhibitor.

It's just that if you want someone to spend time and energy on research and development, you need some suitable reasons to promote it, and you can't rush it.

The cold can only be endured.

Nan Ruoyu couldn't bear the excessive energy of the Dragon Clan.Fortunately, he found that as soon as he "cries", Shi Han will stop to coax him.

Seeing that this method worked, Nan Ruoyu made two "woo hoo" noises.

As a result, when the waves come out, the boat will always capsize.

On the wedding night, Shi Han put his left hand on Nan Ruoyu's head, touched his face with his right hand, and asked softly, "I've been crying for so long, where are the tears?"

"..."

Nan Ruoyu wanted to cry but had no tears.

No one could bear Shi Han's stare, Yuren felt that he should say something, thought about it, and finally had to twist his body with his face flushed, and murmured: "All... all flow out..."

Shi Han raised his eyebrows.

Nan Ruoyu looked at him pitifully, embarrassed and wronged.

The merman who kept dying was quickly turned over, like a delicious little yellow croaker, cooked and fried over and over again, and finally eaten dry and wiped clean.

The whimpering on the top of the Twin Towers all night was not heard by the snowflakes outside the window at all.

**

Nan Ruoyu really couldn't get up the next day.

Not only can't get up, but also hugged Shihan in a temper tantrum, preventing him from getting up first to make breakfast.

"Hungry." Shi Han said.

Nan Ruoyu muttered, "...starve you to death. Q^Q"

Still very angry.

Shi Han inspected his swollen eyes with satisfaction, only to feel that the fire was about to burn again.

Liang Qiong said that the evolution liquid he injected had expired, but the awakening of the blood vessels was not greatly affected, and the most obvious side effect was on the estrous period when Shi Han was late.

But what exactly will happen, no one knows.

Shi Han once again suppressed the evil fire with strong willpower, he half-supported his body, stretched his hand over Nan Ruoyu, trying to find the suppressant from the bedside table.

After a semester of training, Nan Ruoyu, like all military students, has a stable biological clock.

He just didn't want to move, his whole body seemed to be reassembled after falling apart, his hands were not hands, his legs were not legs—the butt was not the butt.

Shi Han suddenly pressed over, he didn't even have the strength to transform into a fish tail.

"You... stick!"

Nan Ruoyu said weakly while pushing him.

Then I saw Shi Han pull out an inhibitor—there are such things everywhere in the house, so that they can be easily touched.

There is also a lot in Shihan's space storage equipment.

Nan Ruoyu suddenly woke up more than half.

He watched the lavender liquid being skillfully injected into the vein by Shi Han, and asked hoarsely, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Shi Han denied, "I've often been called to the palace recently, just in case."

If the estrus really comes suddenly, the inhibitor is at least a safety plug.You can't just hide at home for a few months because of an irresistible physiological phenomenon.

This is not in line with Shi Han's character.

Nan Ruoyu was unilaterally angry for a while, seeing that Shi Han had received an injection, and even though she was heartbroken, she did not forget all the bad things the other party did in the little black book, so she laughed at him: "You know it's hard, don't you? If you make me angry again, I will go back to the sea and see what you do!"

Shi Han sat on the bed, condescendingly glanced at the fish that couldn't get up, and snorted coldly, "How can you go back if you can't close your legs."

Nan Ruoyu was so choked by him that he couldn't speak.

On the first day of their wedding, the two quarreled and sprinkled dog food all over the sky, and Ferina couldn't bear it: "Human emotions are so strange, it will be sunny and rainy for a while."

Filinna can judge which emotion a human being is in at the moment based on the tone of voice, speed of speech, micro-expression and hormone level at the same time, but she doesn't feel any emotion herself.

And the precise procedure will allow her to make the most "appropriate" response at the first time——

This is before.

Now that Ferina is in Nan Ruoyu's hands, except for keeping the source code, Nan Ruoyu helped her perfect the rest of the complex functions day and night.

Ferina felt like a puzzle, being picked up piece by piece, and finally assembled into a complete independent intelligent body.

She seems to be stronger than before, because she can decide how to react, rather than the "absolutely correct" restricted by the program framework.

But Ferina is still thankful that she is a cold machine, and will not experience huge emotional ups and downs like them-don't look at the "dragon fish" in the wedding room, the other couple next door are not so lucky.

The smart housekeeper delivered the cooked breakfast to the room, Nan Ruoyu insisted on staying in bed, even if she couldn't sleep.While washing up, Shi Han listened to Xiaofei, the morning newscaster, talk about the trending searches she saw on Starnet last night:

"The account 'Moon Down the River' has been canceled?"

Shi Han wiped his wet face with a towel, and confirmed again in surprise: "Really?"

With so many wives, Jiang Chengzhou doesn't look like such a glass-hearted dragon.

While confirming it, Filinna projected screenshots of last night's trending searches on the virtual screen: "Netizens speculated that 'Master Condra must have accidentally lost his horse, and in order to prevent the situation from continuing to escalate, that's why he canceled his trumpet account.' , because it was not a particularly big thing, and it happened in the early morning, and the hot search went down after a short period of time, and it did not attract widespread attention. The data quoted here..."

Shi Han has developed a habit of consciously filtering out the second half of Ferina's sentence.

The electronic voice continued: "...In addition, Sir Condela has returned to the Murles galaxy overnight, and he has not even bid farewell to His Royal Highness Chu Mingyuan."

NO.213 At this time, I sent out Cai Bo crying: "Woohoooooooooooooooooooobao distressed hexagonal male lead, it is a miserable misery ..."

Shi Leng said coldly: "How many layers of filters do you wear, how can everything touch the beauty of porcelain."

NO.213 wiped away non-existent tears and said: "But last night he stood in the heavy snow and kept pouring himself wine, it's just very pitiful!"

Shi Han said expressionlessly, "I'm also standing in the snow. He should be cold for drinking."

"You are different!"

NO.213 couldn't help raising his voice, but he didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence - even if you dare to marry Nan Xing, you two are not a heavyweight.

Shi Han couldn't figure it out, thinking that Nan Ruoyu was quite talented in system engineering, and asked him to find a way to get the [-] systems out of his brain.

Nan Ruoyu couldn't fall asleep and didn't think about it, she rolled around on the bed twice with the quilt in her arms, and said worriedly: "Susu seems to be hit hard too."

"Yes," as soon as Ferina's screen switched, the projected content in the air became a column of "weak and helpless kittens", and a leave note was hung above the title of the serialized article, with only four words: return date indefinite.

The comment area was already howling, and some people even began to complain that the author couldn't make it up, so it was unfinished.

Because just before and after Jiang Chengzhou sold his account in the early morning, a new article was published in Cheng Su's column. All kinds of complaints——

[I Dog Blood Winter]: I will change the pen name to "Weak and Helpless Teacher Bo" in the future, it's all pigeons.

[Going up the mountain to win bamboo shoots]: Dream linkage?

[Awada gnaws the brain flower]: Don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, we don't make an appointment to take Teacher Bo, who works hard.Ge Ge has been serious about business recently, and the wedding video released yesterday was forwarded by the spokesperson of Sri Lankan Palace. Please pay more attention to Ge Ge's works and stay away from stereotypes.

[The best pigeon in the world]: Support the solution upstairs!

[Representative of Lonely Literature Class]: The orc fans are active in the literary world, what does this mean?It means that the orc fan circle has become active in the literary world.

[Orange cat is not a tiger]: I was the first to disagree when Mr. Ji quit the literary world!

[Head of the Ferret Support Group]: The author of Gouxuewen failed to transform into a sweet article.

[Enthusiastic netizen 321]: Report!Teacher Mao has opened a new article, it's in the column, everyone go read it!

[My Buddha does not overcome poverty]: Don't look at it, the quality is too bad.

[Seven melons on a vine]: I said that I really want to have a bad ending, right?blocked.

[Cabbage]: Hiss... I went to see it, it's a little fragrant Yazi.

[Please stop the cyberbullying at the root of your ears]: emmmmm, I also feel...

【Fun people finally become happy】: (probe) rwkk!

[Fun people finally become fun]: I'm back, and I knew from the title that Mr. Mao has returned to her comfort zone, and I think I can do it again!

[Old Tan Shancai]: Teacher Mao will fight again in the literary world!

[I am not a poor man]: Whether it is the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature, let us enter Teacher Mao's masterpiece of the year!

……

Shi Han read along the comment section all the way, and more and more readers later expressed that they were willing to give Mr. Mao a chance to change his mind and start anew, as long as he can write quickly.

The successful reversal of this rhetoric aroused his curiosity: what kind of power can make people lie flat at the bottom of the pit.

Until he saw the title - "There is no man in my heart, but the god of nature draws his sword"