The general's pet got pregnant unexpectedly [Interstellar]

Soon, Ruan Fei came to the research institute.

He has been here a few times before because of some work. The Institute of the Empire explores knowledge and research related to biology. It is not outstanding in the Empire, and some people may not even know about it. exist.

He quickly got out of the car and walked quickly inside.

Just about to enter the door, but was suddenly stopped by the guard at the door.

"Do you have the correspondence certificate of His Excellency the President?"

Every time Ruan Fei came here before, he was unimpeded, but today was the first time he was stopped. After carefully looking at their attire, they were even equipped with the highest-grade high-performance guns.

"I'm here to find Federer, and he seems to have gone in."

"I'm sorry, but without the consent of His Excellency the President, the Institute cannot enter at will."

If there was no important matter before, Ruan Fei would have left directly, but today he feels suspicious no matter what.

He nodded slightly, pretended to leave, but changed direction and stood outside the wall of the research institute.In order to prevent people from breaking in, the entire research institute is covered by a strong defense network, and there is also the best security system in the empire, and these security systems happen to be made by Ruan Fei.

He took out the optical brain and quickly operated it for a while, and the defense net in front of him was successfully closed.

Ruan Fei quickly jumped onto the wall and continued to walk inside.

The security system automatically ignored his figure and did not issue any alarm.

As he walked, the regional distribution of the institute emerged in his mind. The areas he had seen when he came to discuss cooperation before did not seem like places where he could "check his body".

Ruan Fei turned around and walked to the other side. On the way, he met a few researchers who thought he was here to discuss cooperation and didn't care.

After driving straight all the way, until he reached the back area, he felt that the security system had become more stringent, and it was not the company's system, which made it difficult for him to infiltrate.

Before reaching the end, Ruan Fei glanced away, and suddenly saw a figure walking from the other side.

It's Frederick.

He followed quickly, but saw Federe and a researcher in a white coat standing in the yard, not knowing what to say.

Just about to get closer, Federer's voice suddenly stopped, as if sensing something was wrong, he turned his head to look this way, and his sharp gaze fell on Ruan Fei, like a blade.

Ruan Fei's movements froze for a moment, and he didn't expect to be discovered so quickly and caught straight.

If the research institute finds out, he will definitely be thrown out, and it will be difficult to get back in later.

After waiting for a while, Federer didn't call anyone, the sharpness and coldness in his eyes dissipated a bit, not as deadly as before, and he continued to turn his head and talk to the researcher.

"If there is anything wrong, please let me know as soon as possible."

"The data of this inspection is inside, I'll go get it now."

After the researcher finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go back to get it, when Federer suddenly raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, and said flatly, "No need this time."

The researcher just gave up.

"Okay, don't worry, general, I will definitely pay attention."

After speaking, the two left together.

Ruan Fei, who hadn't had time to hide, immediately breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the direction the two left, with some doubts in his eyes, but didn't stop any longer, quickly flipped through the wall and left the research institute, but didn't leave, but waited until Outside.

A few minutes later, Federer really drove the suspension car away, saw Ruan Fei standing on the side of the road, and slowly stopped.

"Come up."

As soon as Ruan Fei sat in the passenger seat, Federer said, "What are you doing here?"

"I should ask you this sentence, you are not sick, why did you come here for an examination? Aren't you going to the hospital?" Ruan Fei looked at him and said.

"This has nothing to do with you." Federer looked very serious, and his tone was a little cold. "This is the research institute, you can't enter it at will, and don't come in casually in the future."

Ruan Fei turned sideways slightly, looked at his unsmiling appearance, smiled, and saw through: "As expected, you were helping me just now, and when you found out that I broke in, not only did you not call anyone, but you also stopped the research institute, right?"

"You are not a dangerous person, I just don't want to waste too many resources because of you."

Ruan Fei was furious: "You are really honest..."

Before the words fell, his expression suddenly became a little complicated, and he frowned slightly, obviously feeling a heat wave, feeling too familiar, and he would never admit his mistake.

Ruan Fei and Federer have had little contact since they hugged each other and slept on the spaceship for a night. It took five or six days, and it seemed that they had reached their limit.

"Stop the car, I'm leaving." He said eagerly.

"What's wrong with you?" Federer didn't move immediately, turned his head to look, and when he saw Ruan Fei's situation at this time, his expression became serious. "It's started? It's been five days, hasn't it?"

Ruan Fei ignored him.

"Stop, I'm going down."

Federe parked the hover car slowly on the side of the road, but did not open the door, and turned to look at him.

"Even if you leave, you will become a cat. It's useless. Ruan Fei, you know what to do."

Ruan Fei looked at Federer with a cold expression in front of him, but he was extremely stubborn.

"I reject."

"This is our agreement." Federer reminded.

"I've already canceled."

"I don't agree, but I didn't cancel it." He continued, took Ruan Fei's hand, and said, "Little cat, this is an agreement."

Ruan Fei's heart suddenly softened. How long has it been since he heard Frederick call him a kitten?

It turns out that these two words have such a great magic power.

He thought of Federer's indifference these two days, and felt a little wronged.

"I thought you didn't even remember who I was."

"I remember, I am not amnesia, but..." Federer stopped in the middle of speaking, looked at him and said, "You must take the initiative, otherwise I don't know what to do next."

"Just the same as before." Ruan Fei whispered.

Federer's eyes were dark, but his face still showed no expression. He put his hand on his leg and patted it lightly.

"Sit here."

Ruan Fei's face was a little hot. Now the hover car was parked on the side of the road. Although few people passed by, it was still on the street.

The windows are specially designed so that people outside can't see in, but you can see everything around you clearly when you sit inside.

"Hurry up, kitty." Federer urged in a low voice, "Otherwise it will be too late."

Ruan Fei didn't have any ability to resist this title, he only hesitated for a second, then got up and sat on his lap.

Federe gently supported his waist with one hand, his voice was hoarse for a moment, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Whatever you want, do it yourself."

Ruan Fei stared at the rolling Adam's apple while he was speaking, feeling that the heat in his body was still rising. Although it wasn't uncomfortable, he kept warning that he would soon become a weak kitten.

He suppressed the shame in his heart, held Federer's cheek with both hands, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

The slightly cool lips were instantly infected and hot. Ruan Fei kissed for a while, but saw that Federer hadn't moved, and the hands on his waist seemed to be fixed.

He looked up, and Federer's eyes were steady, as motionless as a mountain, and Liu Xiahui was as desireless as he was.

"You..." Ruan Fei gritted his teeth angrily, Federer kissed him before, but he didn't expect to be so cold this time.

"Kiss me!" he ordered.

Federer moved forward slightly, as if he was about to kiss him, but he stopped suddenly, checked Ruan Fei's temperature, and said: "The heat has receded, it should be suppressed temporarily, and he will not transform into his ancestors. "

Ruan Fei ordered again: "Kiss me."

Federer raised his arms to pick him up. Ruan Fei was about to lean forward to wait for his kiss, but when he turned his gaze, he was put back in the passenger seat.

"It's time to go back."

Ruan Fei sat on the chair, the touch of a kiss still remained on his lips, he was dumbfounded.

Ten minutes later, the silver suspension car stopped at the gate of Ruan's house, and Ruan Fei was delivered by himself, and General Federer, who was always rigorous, helped him organize his slightly messy clothes.

"See you later."

After speaking, he got into the car without looking back, and left.

Ruan Fei was flustered in the wind and had great doubts about himself.

Is he not attractive enough?

Or did Federer float away by himself?

How dare you do this to him!

Back in the room, Ruan Fei looked in the mirror. He had a straight nose, peach blossom eyes, ruddy lips, and well-known facial features. Then he lifted his clothes and looked. Although his stomach was a bit fleshy, it was also Not too fat, good skin, very comfortable to the touch.

He is fair-skinned and handsome, and has a good figure. If he wants to, no one can resist him. It must be Federer who is blind!

The next day, Ruan Fei had a meeting at the company, but Federer's appearance kept appearing in his mind, and he was so angry that he was about to doubt his life.

As soon as the meeting was over, he quickly left the company, came to the military headquarters, and directly broke into Federer's office.

Carl couldn't stop him, and said in a panic, "President Ruan, you can't go in now, please wait a moment, let me report to the general."

Ruan Fei kept walking. If he waited until the report was made, he doubted whether Federer would agree with him.

"President Ruan." Carl hurriedly stood in front of him.

Ruan Fei frowned sharply and looked at him. "I used to be called Mrs. General, and I didn't have to report where I went. Now you call me Mr. Ruan?"

Carl smiled awkwardly.

"This is an order from General Frederick..."

Hearing this, Ruan Fei became even angrier, stepped away from him, opened the door and rushed in.

He came directly in front of Federer, leaned on the desk with both hands, and bent slightly to look at him.

"You kiss me right now!"

Karl stood at the door, originally trying to persuade people to leave, but he got stuck when he heard this sentence, and was in a dilemma. He didn't know whether he should go in and stay to watch the excitement, or leave quickly for his own life.

Federer heard this, but there was no emotion in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at Karl, questioning.

"I can't stop him..." Carl explained palely.

"Go out."

"Yes, General."

Karl nodded slightly, a little disappointed that he didn't stay to watch the show.

As soon as the door closed, Federer turned to look at Ruan Fei and took his hand. "Your body temperature is normal. Since the last contact was yesterday, I don't think there is any possibility of transforming now."

Ruan Fei grabbed him with his backhand, his tone firm.

"kiss Me."

A slight wrinkle appeared between Frederick's brows. "Less than 24 hours have passed."

"I know." Ruan Fei interrupted him impatiently, and said firmly, "Are you kissing or not?"

Saying that, she stepped forward and sat directly on Federe's lap, with her arms around his neck, staring into his eyes.

"You look at me, what do you feel?"

"I think you need to have an examination. The Hua family's atavism may be accompanied by some side effects." He said very seriously.

Ruan Fei was so angry that he lifted his clothes and put Federer's hand on his waist.

"How does it feel?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Federe's eyes, and he lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the possible emotions deep in his eyes.

"It's okay." He said lightly.

fine?

Ruan Fei was angry.

Is your smooth skin okay? !

It's a good thing you used to touch it all the time!

Instead, he held Federer's face, lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, sucked carefully with his lips in his mouth, and the tip of his tongue was even more enthusiastic, leading him to dance.

After a while, Ruan Fei stopped panting, his face flushed slightly, but he found that Federer still couldn't see any expression on his face.

I won't smile and kiss him like before, and I won't hold him and talk anymore.

He was not reconciled at once, and the thin kiss continued to spread down from the corner of Federer's lips, stayed on his chin for a moment, and kissed his Adam's apple again.

While kissing, he gnawed lightly with his teeth.

Ruan Fei kissed very seriously, and was about to see the change in Federer, but missed the man's eyes that opened quickly.

In the depths of the jet-black pupils, emotions surged, enough to overwhelm people.

In just a second, he slowly closed his eyes again, hiding everything.

After kissing for a while, Ruan Fei looked up and saw that Federer's face was still as motionless as a mountain, and the hands on his waist hadn't changed their movements. If it wasn't for the flesh and blood and warmth of the person in front of him, he even thought he was facing a robot.

He stopped in frustration and leaned against Federer's arms, his cheeks were still slightly flushed, his lips were bright red and slightly parted.

During the kiss just now, Ruan Fei's clothes were also slightly scattered, revealing her fair skin and beautiful collarbone.

Not to mention, Fedre's hand was still attached to his waist at this moment, without clothing blocking him, he could emotionally feel the smoothness and delicateness of his skin.

Looking at the person in his arms, he gently raised his fingertips, and just as he was about to make a move, the communicator on the table suddenly lit up.

Federer took his hand back again, helped Ruan Fei tidy up his clothes, and carried him down, with a serious expression: "Ruan Fei, you should go back."

Ruan Fei still wanted to say something, but when he remembered that he had tried his best just now but failed to arouse Frederick's emotions, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Without saying a word, he quickly turned around and walked away.

He had just left for a while when the door was opened again. General Furel walked in, glanced at the room, and said to Karl behind him, "Isn't there no one here?"

With that said, he lifted his foot and walked in.

Frederick got up and nodded slightly.

"Marshal, what's the matter?"

"Federe, I came here for the last battle of the two-pointed star, and I want to ask you some details."

Ruan Fei and Marshal Furel happened to be staggered. After arriving at the company, he thought of his behavior in Federer's office just now, and the more he thought about it, the more ashamed he became.

It would be fine if Federer was influenced by him, but I didn't expect to be alone from the beginning to the end.

When I was on the spaceship before, it was obviously not like this.

He also thought that he could affect Federer's emotions, so could it be that he was just being sentimental?

Thinking of Federer's cold gaze, Ruan Fei felt a little aggrieved, and didn't go to the military headquarters for a few days.

By the time the next attack and signs of transformation appeared, it was already three days later.

midnight.

When Ruan Fei woke up from the dream, he found that his body was very hot.

He has been thinking about Federer for the past few days, and he didn't have a good rest. He finally fell asleep today, but he slept so deeply that he didn't notice it at the first time.

Judging from the data he recorded, it shouldn't last until tomorrow morning.

He took out the communicator, and if he could get Federer over now, he should be able to suppress it, but it was midnight, and thinking of his attitude towards him before, Ruan Fei doubted whether he would come over.

If you have to face his indifferent gaze at that time, you might as well turn into a cat.

Hesitating in his heart, after a while, Ruan Fei finally made up his mind and sent a very brief message to Federer: "Come here."

After the message was sent, he didn't even know if Federer could see it.

It was so late, he might have fallen asleep long ago, if he didn't come, he might just turn into a cat.Anyway, even if there is no Federer, he will recover after a while.

As Ruan Fei thought about it, he felt even more aggrieved, and lay down on the bed to rest.

The night wind gently blew the curtains, raising a graceful arc, and a cool breeze poured into the room.

In a blink of an eye, a figure appeared outside the window.

Seeing the person lying on the bed at this time, the black figure walked over, appeared beside the bed, and spoke softly.

"Are you looking for me?"

Ruan Fei was startled, and quickly looked up, looking at the person standing by the bed in surprise.

"Why did you come so soon?"

Only a few minutes had passed since he sent the message, so it seems that Federer rushed over as soon as he saw the message.

Federer didn't answer his question, bent slightly and took Ruan Fei's hand, feeling the scalding heat, a slight wrinkle appeared between his brows.

"Why didn't you go to the military to find me today? You should know your limits."

"I don't want to go."

Ruan Fei didn't look away, deliberately didn't look at him, and said, "If you don't want to kiss me, it doesn't matter if I become a cat, anyway, someone will take care of me."

"This is part of the agreement, of course I am willing." Federer said.

"Just an agreement?"

Ruan Fei asked, but Federer didn't answer.

He gritted his teeth, got up slightly, hugged Federer, and kissed his lips.

His hands burrowed into his clothes, tugging unwillingly.

The neat black military uniform was pulled away, revealing a honey-colored chest and beautiful abdominal muscles. Ruan Fei put his hand on it, and the nightgown on his body also spread out during the movement.

The clothes of the two were disheveled, and their bodies were ironing each other's temperature.

The light in the room was dim, making Federer's expression dim, Ruan Fei thought a little aggrieved, it's good that way, he can't see his cold gaze.

"hold me."

He ordered, and before Federer could move, he took his hand and put it on his body, saying, "Even if it's an agreement, you can do whatever I ask you to do, understand?"

"it is good."

Federer's hoarse voice was very low, not obvious in the darkness.

Ruan Fei raised his head and continued, "Now, kiss me."

As soon as the words fell, Federer lowered his head and kissed him gently, his movements were very restrained.

Ruan Fei intentionally stirred up the fire on his body, and clung to him tightly. After a while, the temperature on his body gradually subsided, but Federer didn't seem to have changed at all.

He stopped in disappointment and leaned into Federe's arms, his heart clenched into a ball with sadness.

"Federe, are you..."

Do you not like me anymore?