My Rabbit "Mr"

In the monitoring room, Ao Bing is observing Nezha holding a doll.

Although he is an adult, his mind is still a child.

"Sometimes, you are really enviable to the point of envy..." He muttered to himself, clenching his fists tightly under the white clothes.

There is no experiment these days, what Ao Bing does every day is to accompany Nezha and teach him how to speak.

Nezha gradually became well-behaved. When Ao Bing read stories to him, he would hug the doll, lie beside Ao Bing, and listen quietly with his ears up.

If he hears a story he likes, he will act it out aloud, looking forward to Ao Bing's encouragement.

"Ao Bing..."

Ao Bing was reading the story when he heard Nezha calling his name timidly.

"What's wrong?" Ao Bing put down the book.

"Ao Bing..." Nezha lifted his lab coat slightly. "Uncomfortable..."

Ao Bing opened his clothes and found some swelling and inflammation. "Have you taken the anti-inflammatory medicine for each meal?" Seeing that Nezha was a little confused, he added, "The white pill."

Nezha didn't dare to look at him, and replied in a low voice, "Bitter... bah, bah."

Ao Bing sighed helplessly.

He reached in with his fingers, examining the F organ. "Does it hurt?"

Nezha blinked and shook his head.

Ao Bing pulled out his finger. "It shouldn't be a big problem. You have to remember to take the medicine in the future... We will also add sugar coating to the medicine."

"Woo..." Nezha whimpered.

Ao Bing saw that he was still lifting the lab coat to his lower abdomen, and he didn't seem to want to put it down, so he continued to ask, "What else is uncomfortable?"

Nezha's face suddenly turned red. "Ao Bing... check... not uncomfortable..."

Ao Bing realized that under the influence of the imported gene of the rabbit, as long as there is an entry behavior, his body will default to the mating behavior.

"You're inflamed there, and it's going to make you sicker if you keep going."

Ao Bing wanted to get up, but he didn't want Nezha to be one step ahead of him and straddle his lap.

"Ao Bing..." Nezha looked at him pitifully. "Uncomfortable..."

He grabbed Ao Bing's rubber-gloved hand and manipulated his hand to help him continue to check the M organ.

Rubbing his chin against Ao Bing's shoulder, he sobbed comfortably.

The ear touched Ao Bing's cheek, making him itchy.

Ao Bing's Adam's apple twitched.

"This way you will feel more uncomfortable..."

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Nezha panted lightly, took Ao Bing's hand, stuck out his tongue, and cleaned up his dirty things in a fawning manner.

Ao Bing hastily withdrew his hand, pushed Nezha aside, and walked out of the isolation room quickly.

Nezha seemed to know that he had made a mistake, but he didn't know what mistake he had made. He looked at Ao Bing's back in a hurry as he was at a loss, with tears in his eyes.