Quick Wear: Thanks to me, you non-humans have successors!

The unspeakable sadness suddenly burst out, and the song was full of delicate emotions, like a long and lingering aged wine with endless aftertaste.

The first song ended and the place returned to darkness. The entire venue fell into a long silence, still immersed in the previous song.

After staying for a few minutes to give everyone time to digest the scene, the stage suddenly lit up, and the warm yellow light brought a touch of warmth. Lu Wanyue stood under the light wearing the clothes of a girl next door.

"The song "Best Friend" brings everyone... There are many things that can only be given to you in this life, and kept forever, how can others understand it..."

In the gentle singing, countless memories of the plant aliens emerged, resonating with the audience.

The song "Encounter" ends with a song about the love of a lifetime.

My heart is beating fast, the spring breeze is blowing, and all my memories are about you.

She blossomed on the stage, sparkling and dazzling so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at her!

Several men stared at their partners who were singing freely on the stage with burning eyes, their hearts pounding, unspeakable emotions gushing out.

At the end of the large-scale healing ceremony, the venue with a capacity of 100,000 people was filled and there was a wave of cheers.

Lu Wanyue was soaked all over, her spirit was exhausted, but her soul was shining, without any sign of fatigue.

I don't know who took the lead in calling her name, and then the entire venue shouted her name in unison, as if trying to keep her and didn't want it to end.

The healing patients spontaneously waved the blue glow sticks they brought with them, like a blue ocean rising and falling with layers of waves.

"Thank you all for coming to my healing concert. I hope every patient stays healthy and recovers soon!" Lu Wanyue stood on the podium with a broad smile.

All the patients in the venue became excited instantly, with a flush of excitement on everyone's face. As the singing gradually restored each patient's emotional core, they relaxed completely, with only warmth left in their deep hearts, as if the sun was burning.

After the concert, the real-time emotional core repair values ​​of all patients were counted, and several men were waiting for their partners backstage early.

After Lu Wanyue stepped down from the stage, she was overwhelmed by exhaustion and threw herself weakly into someone's arms. Her eyelids became heavy and she seemed to be caught by a man in a trance. She lost consciousness the rest of the time.

Brancel was startled for a moment, then naturally embraced his tired partner. His cold expression softened for a moment. After all, his partner would never be so clingy when he was awake.

He held her soft thighs with both hands as if he was holding a cub, and wrapped them around her strong and sturdy waist. After wrapping them, he firmly protected her back with his big palms. He gently lifted her legs with one hand, and her head unconsciously rested on her broad shoulders.

The other men saw Brancel holding his partner steadily, and they felt inexplicably jealous and wanted to take his place.

A few jealous people followed behind, making trouble with their hands where Bransel couldn't see, scratching their partners' noses or pinching their faces from time to time.

Lu Wanyue was really too tired. She had been healing throughout the entire concert, and even a few people secretly making trouble could not wake her up.

After the large-scale recovery treatment, the two contestants will need to go to the hospital for examination and rest, and this will also be the location for the announcement of the results.

A funny scene appeared. Lu Wanyue was lying on the hospital bed, breathing oxygen and getting a massage, and in the next bed was Su Miaomiao, who was equally listless. The two of them looked like they hadn't rested for hundreds of years. They lay there with exhausted faces, breathing oxygen. Cyril stood between the two beds and announced the result of the competition.

[Although I know that the two trainers became like this because of healing patients, I really want to laugh! This picture is so amazing! ]

[Hahahaha! Do the results have to be announced? Can you give them a decent chance?]

[Laughing like crazy, who cares about the result now! Regardless of whether you win or lose, you are both dedicated to patients with emotional core disorders. Your large-scale healing scene is enough to be recorded in history, okay? ]

[I agree! Thumbs up to the above! Winning or losing doesn’t matter, both of you are real players! ]

......

"What I have in my hand now is a comprehensive data analysis result of two healing sites." Cyril's brilliant golden eyes moved, and his hand holding the report results tightened slightly, leaving a handprint on the paper.

The two men lay on the bed like corpses. When they heard Cyril announce the result, their eyes did not even move and they did not react at all.

"Ahem... It seems that you two are also very much looking forward to it! Now let's announce the results. The second place is Su Miaomiao! The first place is Lu Wanyue! Let us congratulate the two breeders! They have broken through the siege!" Cyril seemed to want to liven up the atmosphere and his tone was excited.

The two patients rolled their eyes out of respect.

[I am dying of laughter! What is the production team thinking? Announcing the results here? Can’t they announce it after a good rest? Look how cold the atmosphere is! ]

[It feels like a funeral. Why?]

[Pfft! What nonsense is that upstairs talking about! It can be seen that Cyril is really trying to stir up the atmosphere.]

......

What remains is for several investors to place their bets.

As an investor, Branwen has been unwavering in supporting his partner from the beginning to now, and so has Miller.

Lu Wanyue can only choose one person as his investor, and different levels of resources will be obtained by choosing different resources.

As the sponsor of the show and the man who controls the economic lifeline of the entire plant planet, Branwen has absolutely top-notch resources of all types.

As an actor, Miller has resources in the entertainment industry, which is more in line with Lu Wanyue's career and can even expand her business scope.

Question: Who to choose?

Everyone held their breath and the comments in the live broadcast decreased a lot.

[I bet on Branwen! This is an officially certified partner! He must have chosen a domestic partner! And Branwen is impeccable! ]

[I agree with you upstairs. 】

[Then I'll bet on Miller winning the Best Actor award. What if a ghost comes up? ]

[You have a gambling mentality! ]

In the corner, Branwen glared at Miller, determined to win.

"Ms. Lu, who will you choose as your investor?" Cyril was also looking forward to it.

She lay on the bed, her eyes rolled up, not wanting to choose anyone. Brothers should settle accounts clearly, and she didn't want her value to be marked up by others.

"I am my own investor!"

Lu Wanyue had a exhausted face and was barely breathing, but the words he spoke were extremely firm.

"Ms. Lu, are you going to refuse the investment?" Cyril confirmed again in surprise.

"Yes, what's good to invest in?" She closed her eyes and dozed off.

Indeed, this competition has already made her famous, and with the blessing of her mermaid identity, as long as she doesn't make any substantial mistakes in every step forward in the future, she will definitely be brilliant!

Investing is just the icing on the cake.

The program recording was successfully completed and the main film will be edited and broadcast later.

When the men saw that the crowd had dispersed, they directly upgraded Lu Wanyue to a VIP ward, and took Su Miaomiao along with him.

The good thing about the VIP ward is that it is a soundproof room!

Lu Wanyue was sleeping and was not aware of being moved. Several men surrounded the bed in a full circle, like wild beasts guarding the treasure in the center. Finally, as if they were stealing from the inside, they stretched out their claws and fangs, looking at their partner on the bed, ready to attack!

The room is locked tightly so no one can break in.

The men were competitors, but no one took any further action. They were all on guard against each other, as if waiting for someone to break the silence.

"How about forget it? Yueyue is so tired, let her have a good rest." Miller said gentle and considerate words, but his body had no intention of leaving.

"Do you believe what you say? Hypocrisy." Branwen sneered and rubbed his fingers meaningfully.

Brancel's expression was slightly condensed, and the green vine that emerged from Lu Wanyue's head fell on it. It was as thick and long as a thumb, and covered with fine suction cups.

The green vine drooped listlessly on top of the head, leaning to one side, and seemed to have wilted a lot.

"Look at the seedlings, they are not in good condition, they may need nutrients." Brancel said calmly, breaking up the argument between the two, like a calm and cold glacier, all thoughts hidden under the ice, without desire or demand.

"Hiss! It does need nutrients supplied. Shall I go first?" Branwen leaned forward, observed intently, and said seriously with a serious face.

"Didn't you just finish eating alone?" Miller was secretly unhappy and reminded in a gentle voice.

Brancel remembered and glanced at Branwen with cold eyes, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Brother!" Branwen protested quietly.

"You...finally." Brancel's green eyes flashed, and he calmed down for a moment and made the final decision.

Branwen agreed with frustration. If he had known this, he wouldn't have been so cocky!

Miller smiled gleefully.

Branwen glared at him fiercely when he saw this, as if he was going to pounce on him and fight in the next second.

Countless vines danced and swam, spreading out, stacking and twisting on the ground, forming circles.

As the main branch, Brancel had a hidden priority in it. He did not release the vine tentacles, preferring to stay in humanoid form.

His hand carelessly touched the warm, white flesh, and held it tightly, as if he couldn't grasp it. The soft flesh squeezed out from between his fingers, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all.

The other hand slowly moved up and locked onto the fragile neck, as if it could break it easily, revealing a hint of madness.

The cold lips trembled as they pressed against me, ravaging me repeatedly and biting me gently, like a beast eating its prey. They licked the tip of my nose bloodthirstily, and after they left, a moist light was reflected on it.

Lu Wanyue inadvertently let out a moan, the docile animal whimpered faintly as its life force was being controlled.

The clothes were thrown out from the quilt, and Fernando caught them steadily, holding them tightly in his broad palms. He lowered his head and took a deep sniff. A warm fragrance came through the thin fabric, which was addictive.

Fernandez's chest rose and fell violently, his clothes wrapped around his burning heat, while part of his clothes spread out and pressed against his chest, causing slight friction and causing him to shudder. The lust in his deep green eyes grew stronger.

"Tsk!" Branwen's expression darkened and he didn't dare to move. This was the time that belonged exclusively to the main branch.

Miller twisted his dark green vines, and carefully pulled out two smaller vines, which snaked into Lu Wanyue's palm. The suction cups squirmed, stickily adhering to the slender white fingers, and slid gently, leaving behind wet vine secretions.

Miller gradually became dazed. He lowered his head and pecked the inside of his wrist. The corners of his eyes were red and shining with a moist light. He whispered softly, "Yueyue."

There was a hint of impatience between Brancel's brows, and his eyes became colder, as if he had disturbed him while eating, but he did not refuse. He loomed over his prey with a sense of oppression, lifted up the soft leg with one hand, and ate it expressionlessly while kneading it, with regular ups and downs. His red ears showed that he was not calm inside, and his whole body felt like it was on fire, and he exhaled hot breath eagerly.

Branwen leaned against the bed, squinting at him. His deep green eyes, hidden by his long dark green hair, emitted a dangerous gleam. It was really torturous to just look at him without being able to eat.

This noise could wake up a person who was unconscious, not to mention that she was just sleeping due to extreme exhaustion.

He noticed something strange in his body and heard heavy breathing. He slowly raised his eyes and saw an extremely absurd scene.

"Yueyue is awake!" Branwen's eyes lit up. As the bystander who was the last to eat the prey, he was the first to notice it.

"You... do this again!" She grabbed the head that was teasing her in front of her chest with one hand, and her white fingertips reached into the hair, grabbing the slightly short and hard hair tightly, gritting her teeth.

"Hiss... be gentle." Brancel frowned, groaned, grasped her slender wrist with one hand, and pushed the vine hard to reach the abyss.

She instantly hunched her body, her whole body trembled, her soft belly shook, and she couldn't help but grab Brancel's hair. With tears in her eyes, she raised her arms and buried her face in her arms, crying freely.

"Yueyue, don't cry, don't cry." Miller walked forward, stuck out his tongue and licked away her tears inch by inch.

Slightly astringent.

With the injection of nutrients, the young vines that emerged from the top of the head instantly regained vitality, and even grew a little bit taller as they sprang upwards.

Lu Wanyue's black eyes were misty with water, and her nose was constantly exhaling warm and trembling breath in rapid steps. Her face was wet with tears, and she looked pitiful.

Brancel gazed deeply at his partner, who was particularly attractive at this moment, and pushed away Branwen who was licking her tears. His expression was as cold as usual, and he lowered his head to kiss her deeply, his Adam's apple rolling as he swallowed the sweetness he had absorbed from his partner's mouth.

Lu Wanyue could only be forced to accept it and was unable to move at all. His hands were firmly sucked by the suction cups on Miller's vines, and his legs were shamefully wrapped around Brancel's waist. He seemed to experience the pleasure of having his waist and abdomen bound by the soft leg flesh, and even now was no exception.

The air in the ward gradually became humid and stuffy, with the fresh scent of plants mixed with a hint of stickiness.

She was like a prey at the mercy of others, unable even to push away resistance. Her neck was covered with bright red butterflies that were about to fly away, and the butterflies were flying all over her body, even to her feet.

White paper stained with thrilling colors is always exciting, and the bloodthirsty red can arouse the tyrannical possession in one's heart.

Brancel had a special say in this. He ate more and more ferociously, like a wild beast devouring flesh and blood, biting it fiercely. The depths of his dark green eyes were stained with a hint of blood red, and his reason was wavering, as if he would fall apart in the next second and become a prisoner of desire.

He breathed deeply, his expression unchanged, until he felt a numbness in his waist, from his tailbone all the way to his whole body. Then his cold expression softened for a moment, and he bent his head to give her a kiss as if it were a reward.

The other men were watching with envy. Brancel felt the three gazes suppressing the turmoil in his heart. He stood up and left, leaning lazily against the wall, watching his other companions eat like a sated lion.

Before Lu Wanyue could catch her breath, Miller leaned forward and occupied her firmly. His gentle breath covered her whole body, like clear and gentle water washing over her. The suction cup moved and stuck tightly, creating ripples of joy.

The whole absurd and chaotic meal ended very late. In the end, Lu Wanyue could not even lift her fingers. She weakly let the men wash her. The young vines on her head became more and more vibrant, and seemed to have grown a lot longer, hanging down obediently like a strand of dyed green hair.