The leader of the cute army is a panda [Rebirth Interstellar]

After taking a shower, Xiong Mao stood naked in front of the mirror to dry his hair.In the mirror, his whole body was red, as if he had been steamed.

His sense of taste has deteriorated sharply, and his appetite has almost disappeared. It seems that the whole inside has become blunted, but his external sense of touch has become more and more sensitive. He has to turn down the water pressure and water volume every time he takes a bath.After such a lukewarm bath for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply turned up the water and took a combat bath.

The skin, which was so thin that blood vessels could be seen, was already a bit fleshy pink, but it turned even redder when the hot water was applied. With the finger marks and the ribs that Xiong Mao scratched randomly, it looked as if it had been tortured.

Dissatisfied with his fragile appearance, Xiong Mao quickly put on his pajamas as soon as his hair was dry, but a sound from outside the bathroom made him stop immediately.

The parents must be back.Xiong Mao quickly went through all the things he had done today in his mind, and was satisfied to find the record of completing the meal task under the supervision of the big cats, so he was relieved.

After the war, Xiong Mao planned to move back to the downstairs room where he had never stayed for a whole night, but it was Mo Qian who disagreed.The man insisted on letting him stay under his nose, but Xiong Mao couldn't come up with any real reason, so the application to move the room was completely rejected.Now he has to accept a round of "cross-examination" by his parents every night. Information reports and video reports are not counted. Only by asking the parents face-to-face can he judge whether he has lied and perfunctory, and it can also make him have a long memory.In the same room, Xiong Mao couldn't even close the door and pretend to be asleep.

Xiong Mao opened the bathroom door and walked out with the confidence to get full marks tonight, but immediately panicked when he saw the scene in the room.

"What's wrong? What happened?!" Why was Mo Qian being carried on the back by the big cats? Was he injured?

The size of the room was limited, and Xiong Mao's rushing steps were blocked by the big cats. Mo Qian, who was lying on his back, raised his head and waved at him. Only then did he realize that things didn't seem to be what he imagined.

Confused watching the cat brothers put Mo Qian on the bed under the command of the king, and the parents also had an expression of "I don't know what they are going to do, I just cooperate", Xiong Mao couldn't help asking again: "Why? gone?"

After confirming that the person was sent to the exact location, the king replied coldly: "Meow~"

Xiong Mao's mind flew around Borg Star before returning to his neck. After realizing what the king meant, he let out a "poof" laugh.

The long-haired overlord cat is saying: This human is yours now.

As soon as the laughter slipped out of his mouth, Xiong Mao took it back. The big cats were obviously very serious, and they didn’t leave after sending them off. They obviously wanted to guard them. No matter what he wanted to do, they would help his weak friend to prevent him from sleeping on the bed. That mighty human revolted.

A few days ago, Xiong Mao was thinking that he could help the king find a wife, but the cat leader, who had just grown up, worried about his problems first and gave him such a big gift.Xiong Mao pushed the big cats away with a suppressed smile, and responded to their doubts in a low voice while pushing.

"Meow?"

"I know, I know, he is my man, thank you thank you."

"Meow~"

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

……

Although the young man's voice was very low, Mo Qian still heard a few words.When he was carried to the room he shared with Xiong Mao, Mo Qian probably understood the intentions of these animals.When Xiong Mao wants to get out of bed, they will bring shoes; when Xiong Mao wants to drink water, they will push cups;

This means that the youth will now ask themselves... The "dialogue" heard confirms this.So, what does he need to do himself?

Mo Qian waited for Xiong Mao to make a request, but when the young man came back, he just smiled embarrassedly and said: "They are so naughty, they are so funny when they have nothing to do." Then he changed the subject: "You are too busy today. How about it?"

Mo Qian suddenly felt inexplicably disappointed, so strong that it almost showed on his face.In order not to show bad emotions in front of Xiong Mao, he answered a few words casually, got up and walked to the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

Xiong Mao heaved a sigh of relief as he was the only one left in the room. Fortunately, the parents didn't find anything.Relaxing again, the smile that was bound by his chest just now jumped up and down restlessly, making his heart thump.He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, but his mind couldn't stop imagining following the inspiration given by the big cats.

Warm yellow sunlight poured down through the glass on the roof. The church was in the style of the earth, but he and Mo Qian were wearing Ole's gowns.Mo Qian's dress was still mainly black, with elements of a military uniform, and it was softer, making him handsome without losing his affinity.The cat priest on one side said solemnly: "From today on, this human being is yours. Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with him and share the blessings and sorrows?"

Mo Qian's bath got faster and faster.Affected by his emotions, he made a choice similar to escaping, and woke up as soon as he walked into the bathroom-to figure out why he didn't ask directly?

There was movement from the side, and Xiong Mao, who was immersed in his beautiful imagination, turned his head sideways and saw Mo Qian standing beside him, wearing a black suit with elements of military uniform, which was softer.Under the warm yellow light, he asked gently: "I am your man?"

Xiong Mao replied dazedly: "I am willing."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Xiong Mao was suddenly awakened by his own voice.The black dress turned into black pajamas (this was made by the logistics department guessing his preference when he was short of pajamas), and the warm yellow church sunlight turned into the lights in the room, only Mo Qian was still Mo Qian, but The slight doubt on his face also turned into surprise.

Xiong Mao stood up, sat down, and then stood up again, his face was hot and then cold, and his skin almost cracked in the sudden heat and cold. "I was just distracted, have you finished washing?" He tried to confuse it.

Mo Qian didn't answer.The young man's words didn't match the words, he didn't know what he was talking about, but at that moment, he saw his eyes clearly, the eyes that were covered by the young man quickly and abruptly but were still fully exposed.Anticipation and apprehension, satisfaction and regret, joy and panic.

Something in this look is so familiar, this kind of familiarity sticks together the scattered clues in the brain, forming a beam of light that illuminates the invisible mind.Why did he try his best to stay in this room before, why did he want to move out recently, why he hesitated to speak when he was drunk, why he was so happy when he was sober, why the big cats gave themselves to him, and why he didn’t want to , everything becomes clear under the illumination of this beam of light.

Thoughts have traveled thousands of miles, and I have seen it all last year and today, but in reality it is only a few moments in the past.Mo Qian only felt that his heart was sore and painful, the heat and cold were mixed together, and he couldn't find a comfortable position by turning and turning.Without thinking about it, he blurted out: "Yes."

"Huh?" Now it was Xiong Mao's turn to be puzzled.

"I'm your man, that's fine."

After the silence, Xiong Mao's reaction was to pull the muscles on his face and laugh twice: "Haha, did you hear that? Isn't the king always dissatisfied with you? They think you should listen to me, but in fact I must listen to you. Ha ha."

There is indeed such a saying that B is a lower-level person in A's camp, and if he wants to obey A's command, he can be said to be A's person.But that's not what they say now.Even if Mo Qian hadn't heard Phoebe yelling to make Xia Qi hers, even if he had never put his mind on love, he still knew the meaning of this sentence.If you understand, you understand. He didn't hesitate, and he didn't want to see Xiong Mao hesitate, which made him feel sad.

The expression on the young man's face was one of careful exploration, his thick lips lacked blood, and the sense of urgency emerged again. Mo Qian dropped his thoughts for the second time and lowered his head.

The contact of lips allows the temperature to be transmitted faster, and it can confirm a person's existence better than a hug, and the combination of the two brings a sense of solidity.Mo Qian stretched out his arms according to the feeling, completed the superposition of movements, and unconsciously let out a sigh from his lips—a satisfaction that he had never imagined.

He never thought about whether Xiong Mao's feelings for him were a misunderstanding of family affection, or whether he should wait for Xiong Mao to recover before having a good talk. His reason became thinner with the deterioration of the other party's body, and the only thought in his heart was He gives what he wants immediately.

After doing this, Mo Qian realized that he was not "giving", but "requiring", wanting a closer connection and a stronger bond.This is the little guy's expectation, so why not his own secret desire?

As soon as the eyes darkened, there was an extra layer of softness on the lips.The warm breath enveloped the whole body, along the touching lips, along the embracing arms, and spread to all limbs.The whole person is light and floating, as if in a dream.In a daze, Xiong Mao's only complete thought was that Mo Qian's lips were much hotter than expected, at least much hotter than his own.

The four lips were just touching each other, one of them was savoring this wonderful feeling, while the other was still floating in the air.After a while, Xiong Maocai slowly raised his hand to make sure it was close to his body, but he didn't dare to move his head at all, it was connected to the entrance of the dream, if it was really a dream, the dream would be broken if he moved.

He didn't move, but Mo Qian moved.Without letting go of his hand, the man just pulled a little distance away and looked at him steadily.There was clear seriousness and affirmation in those deep black eyes. Xiong Mao originally had countless questions to ask and many struggles to say, but seeing these eyes, those words dissipated.

What shrinking back, what giving up, the deepest longing has been fulfilled so easily and thrillingly, and a second of hesitation is a blasphemy against it.Xiong Mao hugged Mo Qian tightly, unable to vent his fullness, he exerted so much force that all the muscles in his body tensed.

They are the closest people, and they are extremely familiar with each other. The number of hugs has long been countless, but Xiong Mao knows that this hug is different, not to mention there is a low-pitched laughter above his head, and then the delicate kiss falls on Forehead, hair top.

He really has his people.Xiong Mao's eye sockets were swollen, and he felt that he was the happiest person in the universe.

The turbulent torrent passed for a while, and Xiong Mao was finally able to say something. He opened his mouth, but he didn't have time to make a sound.

Mo Qian was pushed away by a thrust, and looking at it again, the young man had turned into a dumpling, with pieces of clothes still hanging on his body.

"Hmm~"

Well, even so, he is also the happiest Gun Gun in the universe!