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Mo Heng smiled, freed his face from Chu Yun's hand, took his hand and kissed his wrist.

The man's eyes were a very dark color, and not a single ray of light could be seen against the light.

However, the corners of his eyes were curved, making him seem less difficult to approach.

Chu Jun admitted that he was a real face control, the kind that couldn't walk when he saw Mo Heng's face. He just stared at Mo Heng's face, his heartbeat began to accelerate, and he almost forgot his own problem.

But suddenly, a tentacle stretched out from the darkness, and gently stroked Chu Jun's face, bringing Chu Jun back to his senses.

Chu Jun thought he had seen it wrong, and followed the tentacle with his eyes, watching it wrap around his waist, and he did feel the feeling of being restrained around his waist.

"What did you see?" Mo Heng touched Chu Yun's head.

"A... tentacle?" Chu Jun did not feel scared. Instead, he reached out and touched the black thing that was as thick as his arm.

'! Happy!' The tip of the little tentacle instantly straightened, then twisted itself into a twist, carefully swiping the tip of the tentacle across Chu Jun's palm, like a well-behaved puppy asking for a pat on the head.

“But that’s not how other people see it.”

"What do you mean?"

"People lose their minds and run away when they see something they can't understand. To keep them calm in that moment, I make everything understandable."

"So he's not a tentacle?" Chu Jun thought that the "people" in Mo Heng's words also included people, and his focus was a bit off.

"No. They are tentacles, of course, but to others, they are only what I want them to think they are."

Chu Yun looked at Mo Heng in confusion, as if asking, "Then why did he see something different?"

"You are unique. I implanted a subconscious thought in people, making them think that there is a planet there, and they will think so." Chu Jun knew that Mo Heng was talking about the one they were studying. "Similarly, if I make them think that I am a handsome human, they will think so too."

"But you are it!" Chu Jun held the small tentacle in his hand, still frowning slightly as he looked at Mo Heng with a determined look in his eyes.

Mo Heng looked down at the shy little tentacle held in Chu Jun's palm, thinking Chu Jun was lying: "A human with tentacles?"

"You have to understand the diversity of species." Chu Jun said calmly, and at the same time condemned Mo Heng for being worldly-wise.

Mo Heng felt that the stage he had built for himself with great difficulty had suddenly collapsed. All the pretentious words he had said before did not seem to make him look that great in front of Chu Jun.

After all these years, I finally had the chance to show off in front of Sui Sui, but was ripped off. It was so unfair.

Chu Jun finally realized a key question: "So? That planet is also fake?"

Mo Heng shrugged: "Actually, there's nothing there, or rather, it once existed, but is gone now."

"Then all my research over the past few years has been in vain." Chu Jun felt angry and unhappy.

This feeling is similar to the unhappy feeling of doing experiments for two years as a graduate student and being ordered by the supervisor to start over again and even delay graduation.

Mo Heng instinctively felt that it would be better not to rush into Chu Jun's trap at this time, because scientific researchers would be very resentful.

Fortunately, Chu Jun was only sad for a while before he figured it out.

This world is fake, so doing fake scientific research doesn't seem so painful.

However, this world is fake. Does he really exist? Why does Mo Heng want to stay in this fake world?

"Where are you from? Do I really exist? What is the real world like?" Chu Jun was anxious and sat directly on Mo Heng's legs.

After a moment, Chu Jun sorted out his logic: "No, I haven't always been in this fake world. At least my research before I met you was normal, so the real world should be very similar to now."

Before Mo Heng could take advantage of her, Chu Jun got off Mo Heng's legs again and sat cross-legged next to him.

Mo Heng looked at his empty hands. He had now fallen to the point where he didn't even have his wife's hand to hold.

"So, I only came here three years ago?" Chu Jun sorted out his thoughts and had a rough guess.

"Yeah. I only found you three years ago." Mo Heng quietly extended his hand forward tentatively, only a few centimeters away from holding yours.

Chu Jun didn't notice Mo Heng's little movement, and continued thinking along his own lines: "You found me and dragged me here. Can't you exist in reality?"

"I've said it before, humans will go crazy when they see things they can't understand." Mo Heng smiled helplessly and pointed at a tentacle that was trying to climb up Chu Jun's calf.

"Will the people here not go crazy?"

"Actually..." Under Chu Jun's gaze, Mo Heng nodded, "Actually, they do, but they are much more controllable."

'This will minimize the damage my presence brings to this plane.'

Chu Jun recalled what happened three years ago, and finally determined that the turning point of everything was the day he saw a psychiatrist.

Everything must have started after he went to see a psychiatrist, and only at that time did he completely lose his self-awareness.

Moreover, after that day, Chu Zheng led him to find Mo Heng.

Now there is only one question.

"Have we met before?"

Back to the original question, Chu Jun still wanted to know the answer.

"Of course." Mo Heng didn't evade this time. He looked into Chu Jun's eyes seriously, as if recalling something. "We knew each other a long, long time ago."

Noticing a flash of sadness in Mo Heng's eyes, Chu Jun suddenly felt like crying. It seemed as if she had made him wait for a very long time.

But before Chu Jun could think further, he was thrown onto the sofa by Mo Heng.

His body sank into the soft sofa, his limbs firmly restrained by black tentacles.

"Now that we've talked about it, shouldn't you satisfy me? We haven't done it for a week..."

Chu Jun looked at the more tentacles extending from behind Mo Heng and flinched inwardly: "With... these tentacles?"

"Of course, darling. You have to understand, this is the diversity of species. I'm sure you can satisfy us."

Chu Jun really wanted to kick this shameless man off the sofa, but unfortunately the tentacles that bound his feet were not the ones he had spoiled. They were not soft-hearted at all and no matter how hard Chu Jun tried, he couldn't break free.

"I won't go too far. I have research to do tomorrow, don't I?"

Mo Heng coaxed Chu Jun, his hand already reaching into his shirt and stroking his waist.

If Chu Jun believed Mo Heng's words at this moment, then all the years of knowing him would be in vain. He opened his mouth and wanted to "threaten" Mo Heng, but his mouth was blocked by a small tentacle.

Mo Heng kissed Chu Jun's neck, watching him cry from being tortured by the little tentacles. With heartache, he reminded him, "If you coax him, he might stop. He usually listens to you the most."

Chu Jun stared at Mo Heng with tears in her eyes.

Guess why he didn't scold him? Was it because he didn't want to?

His mouth was gagged.

For the first time, Mo Heng didn't restrain himself and possessed Chu Yun wantonly.

Once is definitely not enough, it takes many times.