How Tyrannosaurus Shows Love

In the clean and simple room with interlaced black and white, a figure sat on the bed, surrounded by a layer of faint green light, as if the green light hit his body, under the light, he could only vaguely see a pair of eyes under the brow bone. Trembling like butterfly wings fluttering under the eyelashes, the tall and straight bridge of the nose is perfect like the work of the top sculptor, the thin lips are slightly moist, and the faint pink is sexy and slightly puffed up, it seems that as long as you get close to it, you can put your lips together It goes into the mouth.

The nostrils trembled slightly and orderly, and the faint sound of breathing lingered in his ears. After a while, he saw his eyes slowly opening, and the pale dead gray was reflected in the lake-blue water eyes.

Failed again, Brant scratched at his slightly messy hair, sighed, and fell softly on the bed.

How troublesome, how did he solve these problems in the first place?

There is no clue about what's wrong with him, Brant is very upset, and Frederica has begun to be unable to contact anyone. According to the previous statement, he should have arrived at the front line, so it is probably inconvenient and there is no time Video is up.

I don't know what's going on at the front line?Brant is a little distressed. He is now at the healing office. Although he is Moore's current teacher in name, in fact, Moore is about to become obsessed with devil vines, and he doesn't know any news about the front line. Others The little shrimps are not familiar with themselves, and it is even more impossible to ask any news. Fortunately, not only their own problems have not been progressed, but there is no news from Frederica.

bother.Brant turned over slightly, couldn't help but scratched his hair, and still struggled to get up, forget it, let's eat something first.

Thinking about it, Brant finally tidied himself up because he hadn't gone out for several days and hadn't changed his clothes for a long time. He randomly picked out a few clothes that were placed in the lounge, and Brant opened the door and walked out.

Perhaps because of the absence of Frederica, as soon as Brandt goes out recently, there will be a lot of "spectators" looming around him. Although these sights don't feel good to him, but considering After all, this is not his territory, and Brandt will not be too high-profile.

This warship is not very big, and there are conveyor belts specially made to save space in many places. It didn't take Brant much time to arrive at the restaurant in the warship.

The warship is not as particular as the military headquarters. The food in the restaurant is basically in the form of self-service. Of course, the taste and variety are much worse in comparison, but the advantage is that it does not cost money.

Brant took a casual look, and found that they were all common nutritious meals with basically zero taste. He chose a nutritious meal at random. Brant ignored a lot of glances around him as soon as he entered the door, and went straight to the next door. He sat down on the edge of the wall.

"You haven't eaten for several days, eat some." Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice came from next to his ear. Brandt, who was a little bit unappetizing due to the taste of the nutritious meal, couldn't help but looked up. It seemed, He shouldn't have any acquaintances here, right?

"I'm not hungry, really!" Moore said seriously, looking at Mason who was dragging him away.

"Gulu..." It's a pity that his stomach has completely betrayed him, probably because he hasn't eaten for several days. Now when he smells the food, his stomach naturally bulges, and Moore's face gradually turns red.

Mason is also a little helpless. His lover is good at everything, but he is a bit stubborn. For a devil vine, he has never eaten until now. If he hadn't become a high-level healer, he probably would have been because of Excessive hunger, directly hung up.

Although Mason was a little angry, but more distressed, he had to drag the person here by himself.

I didn't have time to stare at people before, and the food I sent over had already rotted. Now that I have brought people into the restaurant, I can't go out without eating like this and continue to watch some devil vines.

Forced to choose a nutritious meal for his lover, Mason looked around and sat down in a place with few people.

"How about it, look at your appearance, have you achieved any results?" Brant understood Moore's current state when he saw Moore's appearance.

Back then, in order to figure out what was going on with his body, he would often waste sleep and food in research like this, so now, he doesn't want to relive that feeling at all.

It was only now that Moore discovered that Brant was sitting behind them!

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he was about to stand up and move in front of Brant to ask him some questions, when a mouthful of food was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, and his lover's gloomy voice came from his ear. Extreme sound.

"Do you want me to feed you myself?"

Mason's face was no longer dark, and his gloom was about to turn into real resentment. He was not very happy with his lover's behavior in the first place.

Moore recently plunged headlong into the devil vine, and he naturally didn't care too much about the rumors, but Mason was different. The relationship between him and Moore was basically no secret on the warship, so Mason would three Come here at five o'clock.

But now it’s all right. Rumors are flying all over the sky that Moore and his wife are having an affair. Although he wants to stop it, it is obvious that there are people behind the scenes manipulating it, and the rumors are mainly on the side of the healing department. Even if he stretches out his hand No matter how long it takes, it can't be managed here.

But this has always been a thorn in Mason's heart. In addition, he has not been able to see the Moore recently. Naturally, it is normal to have a little temper.

Moore now realizes belatedly that he seems to have left his lover aside for many days, and the previous rumors...

He immediately sat back where he was, carefully glanced at his lover's dark face, and showed an unnaturally flattering smile.

"Mason, I miss you."

It was rare to hear such sweet words from a strong lover, Mason was stunned for a moment, but soon understood.The anger in my stomach disappeared in an instant. Doesn't the lover I pursued know what kind of personality he is?

At the beginning, didn't I fall in love with Moore because of his personality?

Mason leaned his head slightly, kissed Moore's forehead lightly, and then said with a doting smile.

"Eat first, and then find your wife after you finish eating, don't worry."

Moore blushed inexplicably, and lowered his head slightly, almost unable to see what his face looked like.

Although Brant didn't see Mason's expression, he could see Moore's appearance clearly, and suddenly felt that the nutritious meal in his mouth was even more unpalatable.

He suddenly felt that he wanted a pack of high-quality dog ​​food, the kind without any nutritional supplements!

It might be because he was too irritated to be alone in the lounge recently. Brandt dropped the nutritious meal he couldn't eat, and silently watched the interaction between the two opposite.

"Don't eat too fast." Gently stretched out his hand to touch Moore's recently thinned face, and Mason sighed slightly.

He is actually not a careful person, even when he was alone before, he was the sloppiest person in the army headquarters.

But he didn't expect that he could meet a lover who was rougher than himself...

Thinking of how excited he was following Moore home after their first date, Mason couldn't help but want to laugh.

Fortunately, he kept bumping around like a deer that day, thinking that something exciting might happen, but he didn't expect that his lover was not polite at all, and ordered him seriously to follow him back to clean up the room...

On the second day of the date, his whole body was sore, all because he was too inexperienced to clean up the room for the first time. Even now, he has become the head of the internal affairs, and his lover's den is always like a dog gnawing... …

This is also the reason why Mason would go to the healing place from time to time, otherwise, even the plant bases that Moore was in charge of would turn into appalling garbage dumps.

Although Moore didn't know what Mason was thinking, but judging by the ￥%...&* expression on his face, it probably wasn't a good thing.

"I said, can't you guys have a good meal? I feel like I've already eaten three bags of dog food just for you." A voice suddenly came from the opposite side, Moore's body froze slightly, and he only remembered when he looked up There was a person sitting opposite, and he was also his current teacher in name.

"Old..." Moore opened his mouth to call someone, but Brant quickly interrupted him.

"Boss, hurry up and eat, we'll talk after we're done." Brant interrupted him with a sore face, glanced at the nearby crowd who had been silently eavesdropping, and sighed while holding his chin .

It's really boring, they, don't people care about the front line where the war is burning recently?Why do they always focus on themselves?

Mason probably guessed what Brant meant, and the brows that were originally frowning slightly relaxed.

Since Brant didn't intend to ask Moore to expose their master-student relationship now, it seems that he really didn't want to use Moore.

He has indeed seen the strength of his wife with his own eyes, but he also knows the strength of his lover. Although he is not top-notch, he is also a high-level healer.

The most important thing is that at present, in such an atmosphere, he doesn't really want Moore to get close to his wife. After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, his wife is simply a troublesome endorsement, for example, immediately...

"Why, 'ma'am, aren't you having dinner with the Marshal today?" An abrupt voice rang out, and the discrimination in the heavily bitten words was self-evident. Brandt turned his head slightly and saw A yellow hair appeared in front of his eyes.