recruit bees

The next day, early morning.

After waking up from the bed, Michelle waited for a long time before vaguely remembering what happened last night (No way, he can’t remember, but his body does.)

Michel stared blankly at the ceiling, as if turning into a salted fish.

His nose was stuffy from the neck up, and he didn't dare to touch his eyelids, which stinged when he touched them. It must have been scratched from crying too much.

As for the throat... Michelle opened his mouth, his mouth was numb, and the corner of his mouth was cracked...

Who knows what that bastard Simon did to him yesterday? !

Even below the neck, that's more...

Michelle's face turned red, although he had already prepared for it since he admitted the relationship between the two and kissed.

After all, the two big men are at the age of wolves and tigers, and their bodies are still very healthy. It will be a matter of time before they get together.

Can--

too much.

He was almost tortured to death!

Michelle remembered that he was bleeding, and it didn't hurt at all, and his stomach was uncomfortable, as if it had been cut open and then stitched together. Looking back, he still had lingering fear.

"I'm in such a bad shape, I'm not dead?" Michelle muttered in her heart, raising her hand and gesticulating 'Amen' with all her strength, "It's really a medical miracle blessed by God...the Virgin Mary..."

Alas, almost being sent to heaven because of a married life, it's too scary--the drone on Peggy really doesn't behave like a human being!

Michelle exhaled foul breath, his throat was dry and painful, and he gasped again, hissing and turning over.

"Oh!" It hurts!

Michelle covered her stomach and tightened the quilt.

It hurts if it hurts, and I won’t be pregnant anyway... When Michelle told himself to be so strong, he froze when he wanted to support himself to sit up, and a certain fragment flashed in the brain memory after the fragment.

Michelle: ...Simon doesn't seem to... what the hell!

He didn't wear it!

It’s over.

it's over...

Shouldn't...

Michelle rolled her eyes, and she didn't come up in one breath, and fell into the bed weakly with her head up.

When the culprit, the scum bee, came in, Michelle tilted his head and glanced at it, and immediately sat up angrily, but the movement was too big and pulled his stomach and thighs, which made him grunt, and fell down weakly hugging his stomach in pain.

Simon held a thermos cup of honey water in his hand. Seeing this scene, he quickly stepped forward to support him, and put the water cup on the cabinet.

"Baby." Simon warmed his belly with his hands in concern, and touched it worriedly: "Don't sit down, lie down for a while, your thigh may be stretched, and it will be fine after a day or two."

"How dare you say it!"

Michelle struggled to clenched her fist and slammed him on the shoulder.

"Why don't you wear it! Tell me! It's not that I didn't buy it—"

"I forgot……"

"Forget about this, why don't you - damn it when you're having a good time!"

Trembling youthfully, he swung his fist at a certain scum bee.Messy black hair hangs down a small flower, pale and thin skin is covered with patches of red and purple marks, the mouth is also broken, and the eye sockets and nose are red.

The scars are so sad and pitiful.

Simon glanced twice, his throat tightened, he didn't dare to look up, he lowered his head and bowed his shoulders, allowing Michelle to beat him.

When Michelle stopped, the tall and dull drone whispered flatteringly, "It won't happen next time..."

Michelle panted heavily, and was furious when she heard the words, and growled: "Do you still want to have a next time? Dreaming! Hiss, my stomach."

Simon raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to rub it for him: "It hurts even the first time, but when the plant organs get used to it, it won't hurt anymore."

Michelle: "I'm used to shit! Sh*t!"

Simon:"……"

Knowing that he was wrong, Simon flattered him with tea and water and rubbed his belly.

Michele, who had been tortured to death, calmed down and pretended that he had been buried in the ground, while a group of little angels sang Hallelujah to him.

long time.

In the silent air, Michelle's trembling and panic voice came, he swallowed his saliva and said dryly:

"Brother, I won't really... get pregnant."

Simon shook his head.

Michelle was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "Isn't it right?"

Simon said, "I mean, I'm not your brother, I'm your boyfriend."

Michelle: "..." I fucked you up.

It's such a time, how dare you make fun of me! ! !

Seeing that Huahua was going to explode, Simon, who didn't dare to tease him, hurriedly added: "Actually, you are of the plant department, which is different from human beings."

Michelle's anger eased, she took a sip of honey water, and stared at him coldly: "Say it."

Simon explained: "Although the appearance of the plant system is very similar to that of a male on the earth, there is another organ in your inner body that can raise offspring. It is not like a female on the earth, but after your germination and flowering, A *organ that grows only when it enters the mature stage."

Michelle frowned and listened: "Well, then?"

Simon: "When the plants and the drones attract each other, they mature and promote courtship during flowering. After being together, if the sex is successful, the flowers on the top of the plants will produce honey. After we take it, the drones will grow into a full body."

Michelle: "...So did we... succeed?"

Simon glanced at the black-haired youth, a little shyly: "Yes."

Michelle: "..." I'm dead.

Isn't this the original 50.00% risk of conception to 70.00%? Damn it!

Michelle Straight: Starting today, a little flower lost her dream.

Simon is also very proud: "If it is human and plant, it is impossible to conceive offspring. Because they are too short to reach the second organ."

"Oh, hehehe, is it?"

Michelle sneered slightly, grabbing his neck with both hands.

"In this case, can I cut off a section for you? Huh? Once and for all!"

Hearing this, Mr. Bumblebee's puffed up chest was suppressed instantly.

"...No, no need, baby."

"It's okay, what are you being polite to—" Michelle's smile disappeared in the blink of an eye, and she punched him. "Die! Scumbee!!!"

"Baby!"

"Baby—uh!"

……

As it turns out, 'love' is indeed painful.

Michelle lay down from home for five or six days before finally walking without leaning on the wall, because there were classes on Wednesday and Friday, and he was granted sick leave.

And Mr. Bumblebee, who was almost exterminated by the plant department himself, became very honest. The muscular man turned into a little sweetheart in an apron, cooking with his own hands every day, hardworking, coaxing and cheating.

By the seventh day, the plant department was ready for initial inspection.

They went to the Washington Alien Hospital again, and the smiling doctor told them: "It's a pity that you two didn't have any pregnancy symptoms."

Michelle let out a long breath, she was no longer worried, every day she dreamed of herself with a big belly.

Simon was sad.

On the way back, he was silent, even a little depressed.

In the following days, apart from sticking to Michelle every day, I would sneak to the third floor to exercise while Michelle was sleeping.

It's as if Michelle failed to win the 'bid' once, it's all because of his inability.

The nature of drones is like this, they are united and brutal on the outside, bloody and irritable, but they are good family-oriented men on the inside, clingy to their wives and want to raise children.

Husband love and father love are overflowing.

Even the plant department was raised by them since they were young, as if they had the addiction of being a father.

Michelle noticed that she was angry and funny, and at the same time a little worried. Of course he didn't want a child (the kind that came out of his stomach), but Simon...

When there are differences of opinion, one of them will always compromise.

Michelle was sure that that person must be herself.

It's not that Simon doesn't respect him, or who he values ​​more, it's just that he understands that he is the type who can't be hard-hearted and stand up for his family and lover.

"Maybe I should know about my race earlier..."

Ever since he lived with Mr. Bumblebee and learned that he is not human, he has never studied this knowledge seriously.

After thinking about it, Michel took the initiative to find the business card of the self-deprecating doctor and added his communication method.

……

[The author has something to say]: The novel announcement is on the page of the novel cover, that is, the page where you can click to bookmark (crazy hint), there is a small blue speaker called the work announcement.

If you watch it on the computer, you can see it on the right side of the work page, under the author's profile.

If you can't get in, it must be because of the system pumping. Drink some water and click again. As long as the group number is correct, you can enter, and the group is not full yet.

Thanks for the reward from the boss, let’s compare it to Huahua:

Lemon: Lemon gave Trilobite x1 to "Beecking".

_:_Give it to "Recruiting the Bee" trilobite x1.