I'm stuck with the Imperial Marshal!

The bedroom was quiet for two seconds.

As soon as Lu Qiao finished speaking, he remembered that the clothes were still in the bathroom, and the closet was a little away from the bed. The two of them were locked, he couldn’t move, and neither could Yan Qiu, so he tried to prop up his body embarrassingly—the weight of the wings Originally, it was part of his body weight. Although it was carried on his back at this time, it only weighed ten kilograms, which was not a problem. Get in the way.

Lu Qiao felt like a useless bird.

He just got up a little, Yan Qiu pushed him back again.

Lu Qiao turned his head and looked at him suspiciously.

The man said lightly: "I'll ask the butler to come over, anyway, the wound on your wing also needs to be treated."

After saying that, he propped up his body, stepped back, tried not to press down on Lu Qiao's wings, then covered the important parts of him and Lu Qiao with a quilt, and knocked on the wall.

The holographic screen of the home system popped up, Yan Qiu gave some simple instructions to the housekeeper, Lu Qiao rested his hand on his chin, and kept tilting his head to look at him, when the communication was over, the holographic screen disappeared, Lu Qiao said: "Thank you just now."

After speaking, a little blush appeared on his cheeks.

For such a cold person like Yan Qiu, he never expected to be so gentle when comforting others.Now recalling Yan Qiu's actions just now, Lu Qiao felt his chest was hot.

Yan Qiu's brows and eyes were still gentle at this time, he twirled Nian Luqiao's wet hair and said, "I'll blow it on for you later."

Lu Qiao glanced at the man again, nodded, and said obediently in a low voice, "Okay."

"How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?" Yan Qiu asked.

Lu Qiao shook his head: "It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

After the scars no longer appeared, the two wings did not move at all, hanging on the back of Luqiao like a dead object.If it is not still warm to the touch, it may even make people mistakenly think that this is really just a decoration.

Yan Qiu's gaze swept over Lu Qiao's wings carefully, and his brows were slightly frowned: "Don't you feel anything about your wings?"

"No..." Lu Qiao lost his voice, "Every time it is forced to grow out, it will hurt, and after the pain is over, there is no other feeling, and it doesn't feel like touching."

Whether the genetic disorder is getting better will of course be shown on the medical test sheet, but the patient cannot go to the hospital for check-ups every day. The most intuitive way to observe is to see if the specific symptoms are relieved.Lu Qiao's wings were always in such a lifeless state, and he couldn't get up enough to go to the hospital, and he hadn't had a checkup for half a year.

Hearing this, Yan Qiu tried to touch the soft wings, but the tips of the wings trembled.

Yan Qiu: "..."

Yan Qiu: "You really don't feel it?"

Lu Qiao: "No, no matter whether it is someone else or myself, I can't feel it, and I can't even move it."

Yan Qiu continued to touch it twice, and the tips of the wings kept shaking...

Lu Qiao put his hands on his chin, didn't look back, and said to himself: "I might as well not have these wings, it's useless, just cut them off!"

Once the wings are cut off, it will no longer lose control.Even if the genetic disorder is not cured, the most unstable external factors in his body have disappeared, except for a genetic test sheet, he is actually no different from a normal person!

However, even so, the military will not accept a patient with a genetic disorder...

Moreover, it seems that there are not many normal people who can cut off a part of their own body...

Lu Qiao languished again.

Yan Qiu silently glanced at him, didn't answer him, just put his hands on the base of his wings, and then——

Stroking all the way down his wings!

Lu Qiao was still complaining sadly, but suddenly he let out a soft "ah", his whole body trembled like an electric shock, and the feathers of his wings exploded quietly.

He turned his head quickly, meeting Yan Qiu's big eyes.

Lu Qiao: "What were you doing just now?"

Yan Qiu: "Touch your wings."

Lu Qiao: "???"

Yan Qiu lowered his eyes, put his hand back to the root of Lu Qiao's wing again, and then——moved his strong fingers and warm palm down, caressing Lu Qiao's feathers and his wing bones, from head to tail, in one breath Caress all over!

In just a short moment, Lu Qiao's back felt like a surge of electricity, his waist went limp, and his wings flicked very obviously.

Yan Qiu said calmly: "—that's it."

Lu Qiao lay limply on the bed and looked at him in shock: "So... my wings moved just now?!"

It really moved. Before the butler came up, Lu Qiao had asked Yan Qiu to try it for him several times, and his wings really moved!

When Yan Qiu touched it, the wings trembled, and when Yan Qiu touched it all the way down, Lu Qiao could even feel the tingling sensation coming from the wings, it was so refreshing!

Lu Qiao was so excited that he was about to cry. He grabbed Yan Qiu's hand and pressed it on his wings, pulling Yan Qiu over, urging: "Touch me quickly, and touch me again!"

Yan Qiu: "..."

His body tensed slightly, and he looked at Lu Qiao deeply.

At this moment, the butler knocked on the door, and after getting the reply of "Come in", he opened the door and saw...on the wide bed, two men were completely naked, and a thinner young man was lying on the bed. The young master was propped on top of the young man's body, and the young man's voice seemed to be joyful or crying, murmuring "that's great".

The butler was struck by lightning—why did the young master let him in?Is this the time for him to come in?no! !Why is the young master so confused!

He panicked and was about to back out and close the door, when Yan Qiu immediately turned around and said, "Come in...it's okay here."

Lu Qiao turned around and saw the housekeeper, excitedly said: "Uncle, come quickly, come and touch my wings!"

Butler: "..." So he misunderstood.

The housekeeper turned his questioning gaze to Yan Qiu with some embarrassment.

Yan Qiu had no choice but to say, "Come here."

Now Lu Qiao can't wait to see someone and let him touch his wings, so that he can know that he is not dreaming!

It has been two years since the wings grew, and his wings finally no longer look like dead objects!

It will shake, and it will feel numb!

The butler walked to the bed, swallowed, and didn't dare to overdo it. He cautiously stretched out a finger and poked Lu Qiao's wing.

Quiet.

Luqiao's wings remained motionless.

Lu Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and felt a "thump" in his heart: "Touch again, with the whole hand."

Facing Yan Qiu's gaze, the housekeeper bit the bullet and touched it with his hand, but Lu Qiao's wings still didn't move or feel anything.

Lu Qiao was stunned.

He looked at Yan Qiu with panic in his eyes.

Yan Qiu frowned, and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, don't worry."

Then he tried to put his hands on Lu Qiao's wings again.

The next second, Lu Qiao's wings trembled.

The tension dissipated, doubts emerged, and Lu Qiao looked blank—what's going on?The housekeeper didn't feel it when he touched his wings, but Yan Qiu did. Why did it seem that his wings only responded to Yan Qiu?

Although the butler didn't know what was going on, it didn't prevent him from having the ability to understand the essence of the situation.

Lu Qiao's wings are limp and drooping there, it seems that there is something wrong, but the young master will shake the wings when he touches them, but he will not shake them when he touches the wings, everything is clear at a glance——

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the housekeeper immediately said: "Although only the young master has reacted when he touched it, it is a good thing to have a reaction. The young master touches it more, maybe the wings will be fine in a few days!"

Lu Qiao's eyes lit up, and he felt that the angle of the housekeeper's analysis of the problem was very accurate, so he demanded forcefully: "Yes, Yan Qiu, keep touching me!"

"..." Yan Qiu silently looked at the housekeeper, who gave him a thumbs up and blinked his right eye, as if a little star had appeared.

After a pause, Yan Qiu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, he said helplessly to Lu Qiao: "Got it, don't worry."

The housekeeper brought a medical spray, sprayed the small wounds on Luqiao's wings that were torn due to overgrowth, and the wounds would heal within 5 minutes.

The clothes of the two of them were in the bathroom. After the housekeeper brought them back, he took two steps away to face the wall. He waited until he heard the sound that the two of them had finished dressing, and then turned around. He felt that he was really professional.

Yan Qiu picked up the hair dryer and started blowing Lu Qiao's hair, asking him, "What do you want to eat today?"

Lu Qiao was blown lazily by the hot air from the hair dryer—more importantly, he felt very comfortable now: "It's all right, I'll eat whatever you eat."

Yan Qiu lightly smiled and said, "Okay."

When the butler went downstairs again, Lu Qiao was lying there enjoying Yanqiu's service, drowsy, and suddenly heard the man ask: "So, why can't you tell me what happened today?"

When Lu Qiao opened his eyes, he suddenly woke up.

The sound of the hair dryer was "buzzing", and Lu Qiao was silent.

After a few seconds, his hair was completely dry, Yan Qiu turned off the hair dryer, and the room became quiet.

Lu Qiao turned to look at him.

Yan Qiu's own hair was still wet, but he didn't blow it, and just looked at Lu Qiao, waiting for his answer.

...It's too strong.Lu Qiao shrank his neck.

Of course, he didn't dislike Yan Qiu's dominance, even he himself felt that the way he looked in the shower before was quite awkward.

After a moment of silence, Lu Qiao spoke slowly, "...I was laughed at by two people today."

Yan Qiu asked: "Who?"

"The two children are four years younger than me. Speaking of which, they are still your juniors, both from the Royal Academy," Lu Qiao said angrily as soon as the switch was opened, "They still admire you, I'm your fan! Ever since I came to the training hall where I work half a year ago, I've been seeing me unhappy, always talking about my genetic disorder, making fun of me for not being able to enter the military department, and today—"

He stopped abruptly.

"What else?" Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes.

Lu Qiao looked at him, and stammered: "Also, I don't think that I can be compared with you after entering the military department, and that I want to regard you as a competitor, but it's still far away..."

After Lu Qiao finished speaking, his heart beat wildly.

He looked at Yan Qiu, with hesitation, apprehension and a trace of anticipation in his eyes that he didn't realize.

When Lu Qiao's voice fell to the ground, Yan Qiu stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, stared at him, and said word by word: "Lu Qiao, I have always regarded you as my opponent, and I have been waiting for you just like two years ago. Enter the military headquarters and come to my side."

Lu Qiao slightly opened his eyes.

He heard the sound of his own heartbeat.

And in his eyes, there seemed to be fireworks blooming.