Bamboo horse is straight A, what should I do?

Rong Mian has always believed that pheromones can intuitively show the spiritual world of the owner, and he cannot lie, just like the situation in front of him-he was pressed against the door by Song Yang, and the other party was crying and acting like a baby, but the pheromones released were overbearing The land wrapped him airtight, trying to break through his defense all the time.

With 99 points of curiosity and [-] points of expectation, Rong Mian pulled Song Yang into his rest cabin.

To avoid accidentally injuring passers-by, the two have been wearing battle armor since they met, and they dare not relax for a moment.

The hatch was closed, and Rong Mian asked 01 to plug all the gaps in the hatch.

The hundreds of guards sent by the military academy and all the pilots have gone to the garrison base to rest, and there are only two of them on the spaceship, but Rong Mian doesn't want her pheromones to be scattered in the spaceship.

Rong Mian turned her wrist lightly, and heard a clicking sound in her ear, and 02 changed from armor mode to neck ring in the blink of an eye.

He looked at Song Yang who was not moving and not looking at him.

"It's just the two of us, take off the armor, shall we?"

Seeing that Song Yang didn't respond, Rong Mian shook his wrist.

"Yangyang?"

Although wrapped in a thick layer of metal, Ke Rongmian still felt the body under his hands go stiff, as if unable to adapt to his touch.

Rong Mian wondered if she was too hasty, and didn't think about whether Piggy wanted him to accompany him through this susceptibility period.

"Then—I'm going to take a shower first."

Rong Mian didn't think much about it, she just didn't want the two of them to stand at the door together.

But as soon as he let go of his hand, Song Yang held it in reverse.

What came from the palm of his hand was not the cold touch of metal.

Rong Mian bowed her head, 03 gradually faded away from their holding hands, and finally turned into a bracelet clasped on Song Yang's right wrist.

Without the barrier of 03, the pleasant smell of wine instantly filled the whole space, and Rong Mian could feel that Song Yang was trying to restrain himself so as not to make the smell of pheromone too strong.

Song Yang's forehead hair was wet with sweat, and Rong Mian could see that his eyelashes were all wet when he was close. Coupled with this pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, it was even more attractive.

02: "Master, your pheromone levels are rising! Please calm down!"

Rong Mian: "..."

How does this make him calm?

Can't calm down!

Song Yang approached a few steps, taking advantage of the situation to press Rong Mian behind the metal hatch, breathing unsteadily.

"Mianmian..."

He pressed it close to Rong Mian's ear, his voice was low, "Can you not go?"

The breath passing over the side of the neck was scorching hot, and Rong Mian felt that the air was full of smoke.

This coquettish tone is completely separated from the domineering pheromone, like a wolf in pig's clothing.

Song Yang's expression when he said he was a wolf suddenly flashed before Rong Mian's eyes, and he couldn't help chuckling.

"If you don't want me to go, then I won't go."

Hearing this answer, Song Yang frowned with dissatisfaction.

"Don't spoil me with everything."

Rong Mian: "..."

Rong Mian pushed him away: "Then I'm leaving, I've sweated all day, and my body is rotten."

As soon as he took a step, Song Yang stuck up from behind.

"Mianmian... don't go..."

The voice in his ears sounded very low, and he could hear gasps from time to time. Rong Mian turned his head to see that this wayward young master was actually crying.

You can't get used to it, you can't get used to it, it's even harder to coax than usual.

But this feeling of being needed made Rong Mian feel happy physically and mentally.

He was sure that this was not an ordinary emotion.

Sure enough, the susceptible period and estrus period are really tormenting.

Rong Mian turned around, held Song Yang's face and wiped away his tears.

"Why don't you wash with me?"

Speaking lightly, Rong Mian himself was not too calm.

Song Yang's pheromone made him completely irresistible, his whole body clamored to accept it, but resisted its invasion.

The whole figure stood in a storm, and the torn body and mind made him almost unable to think.

Song Yang's eyes were like a faucet turned on, and he couldn't stop crying.

"We can't be together, I can't help it."

This pitiful tone made Rong Mian want to laugh.

The pheromones are all like this, it seems that they are really trying to restrain themselves.

Rong Mian cleared his throat, avoiding Song Yang's gaze: "Then don't bear it."

If he doesn't do anything, then what is he pulling people in for?

Song Yang choked, his voice aggrieved: "But you left me before..."

Rong Mian's dizzy mind tried hard to recall, and it took a long time to remember what happened on the Star Thief spacecraft, and said helplessly: "At that time, our mission hadn't been completed, wouldn't it be too bad if we lost control?"

Song Yang: "Really?"

"When did I reject you?"

Rong Mian brushed the corners of his eyes with her fingertips, and dragged him to the bathroom, "Don't cry, you keep crying and I want to cry too."

Song Yang obediently followed him: "I won't be able to help crying if I don't cry hard."

Rong Mian: "..."

Does it mean that you have to do something to divert your attention?

The bathroom in the single room is very small, and there is not much space left after standing two 1.9-meter tall people.

Rong Mian took off his jacket, saw the collar around his neck from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment, and signaled 02 to untie it.

02: "Master, your glands are in an active phase, and there may be a risk of pheromone leakage."

Rong Mian looked at Song Yang who was unbuttoning, and said in a low voice, "Undo it, you don't need to absorb it."

With a soft click, the neck ring was undone, and 02 flew into the air and turned into a small metal ball.

The air suddenly filled with the sweet smell of wine, Song Yang's hand that unbuttoned his button stopped, and the string of reason snapped.

When he reacted, he had already hugged Rong Mian from behind, and buried his head in the other's neck.

The entanglement of pheromones made Rong Mian almost unable to stand.

It used to only happen when it was bitten by a piglet, but it hasn't been bitten yet.

Her pheromones were too aggressive, Rong Mian was still not at ease, she turned her head and wanted to ask Song Yang, but the kiss stopped as soon as she opened her mouth.

Song Yang put his hand on the back of his neck, as if he was afraid that his prey would escape.

While lips and tongue were intertwined, Rong Mian's little rationality kept sounding alarms.

No one is calmer than anyone else.

If it goes on like this, it will definitely get out of control.

Rong Mian is very aware of this, but - he doesn't want to stop, and he can't stop.

Ahead was a field that he had never stepped into in his two lifetimes combined. Curiosity, excitement, and fear intertwined and collided, making him tremble uncontrollably.

This time he wants to take this step with Song Yang.

Song Yang pressed the man against the wall forcefully, kissing him deeper and deeper.

He didn't let go of his hand until he couldn't breathe, and stepped back slightly.

"Mianmian, can I kiss you?"

Rong Mian: "..."

Ask after kissing?

Song Yang seemed to have noticed this problem belatedly, rubbed his dizzy brain, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I may have lost control."

Seeing that Song Yang was so restless, Rong Mian calmed down a little.

He put his arms around the other's waist and smiled lightly: "I thought you were just pretending."

Song Yang held his face, eyes focused: "Now I know how much influence you have on me?"

The smile on Rong Mian's lips deepened: "Do you like me that much?"

Song Yang opened his mouth, held back for a long time without uttering a word, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and kissed him forcefully.

It's all come to this point, and I can't even say it.

Rong Mian couldn't help laughing.

Before his sanity was burnt out, Rong Mian only vaguely remembered going to the bathroom with Song Yang and getting entangled on the bed together.

When the consciousness returned, Rong Mian glanced at the time habitually, 20 hours had passed, and this point happened to be 5:[-] in the morning in this area.

A hand stretched out from the side and put it on his waist, and he turned his head to see Song Yang's sleeping face right in front of him.

Both of them were shirtless, with thin quilts covering their waists, which couldn't hide the red and purple marks on their bodies.

Seeing the red marks on Song Yang's neck that he sucked out, Rong Mian's sleepy mind suddenly woke up, and the things before falling asleep gradually became clear.

He looked down at himself.

The marks on his body were not less than those of piglets, and there was an extra tooth mark on the gland, which still tingled a bit when touched.

It's real, not a dream.

Rong Mian sat up abruptly, covering her hot ears.

He slept with Piggy? !

But the pheromone stimulation was too strong, no matter how I recalled it, I still couldn't remember many details.

02: "I haven't slept yet."

A pot of cold water poured down, Rong Mian: "..."

Didn't even sleep?

It seems that there is really no foreign body sensation in the back.

This……

Happy for nothing?

02: "But you and Daddy did beep-and beep-and he—"

Rong Mian: "..."

Enough without going into such detail.

02: "I'm afraid of accidents during the process, so I've recorded the video. You are welcome to watch it anytime."

Rong Mian: "..."

Not perverted.

Rong Mian turned her head to look at Song Yang's cute sleeping face.

[Put the video into the encrypted folder. 】

02: "It's been saved for you, so it won't be discovered by Dad."

Rong Mian: "..."

"Mianmian..." In his sleep, Song Yang subconsciously reached out to find Rongmian.

After the excitement passed, sleepiness surged up again.

Rong Mian yawned, lay back and leaned against Song Yang and continued to sleep.

Since you haven't slept, let's sleep.

When Rong Mian woke up again, Song Yang had already woken up and was leaning on the bedside to reply to Song Yu's message.

Noticing the movement nearby, Song Yang reached out to touch Rong Mian's head.

"feelling better?"

Rong Mian sat up, pulled a pillow to lean on, and looked at his screen.

"Has Qin Yushu been sent back to Emperor Capital Star?"

Song Yang withdrew his hand, edited the message and replied.

"Well, there are also his brother Qin Yuwen and a bunch of nephews."

Rong Mian looked at the relationship diagram listed on the screen: "Back then, Lin Quan didn't bring down the entire Qin family, but they did it themselves."

Judging from the person involved, except for a few young children from the Qin family branch, all of them will be arrested.

Song Yang's slender fingers got stuck between Rong Mian's, and his fingers intertwined.

"The deserted Kangle Hospital on the border has found the abandoned terminal left over from that year."

Rong Mian straightened up: "Is there any record of the Bique clan visiting a doctor?"

Song Yang nodded: "I asked them to inquire on that planet. I just got the news that there are indeed a lot of Bique tribes smuggling here to work. Because the intermediary fees are too high, these people are unable to return to China. They found several Bique tribes and Judging from the results of the current physical examination, there is nothing abnormal about the descendants left by the local people after marriage.”

Rong Mian was thoughtful.

"Do you remember the second prince of Danse?"

As soon as he was mentioned, Song Yang's expression darkened immediately.

"I do not want to hear."

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang looked impatient and his voice was chilly.

"His perception is indeed very strong, but not every Bique tribe has this ability."

Rong Mian's eyes flashed.

"You knew him in your previous life?"

Song Yang didn't deny it.

Rongmian thought of something.

"You will know the Bique family because of him?"

Song Yang nodded, and was about to say something when he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Don't talk about other alphas in our bed."

Rong Mian: "..."

That alpha is only seven years old.

Song Yang pulled the man back to lie down, and shrank into his arms, moaning.

"I have a headache."

Rong Mian reached out to help him rub.

"Have you contacted Grandpa Jin?"

Song Yang closed his eyes to enjoy the special service of the little rabbit, and his voice was very low: "They are cooperating with the Xuexing garrison to check the situation of the entire airspace."

This step is necessary to prevent fish from slipping through the net.

Rong Mian asked 02 to help him open his own terminal, and saw a bunch of messages sent by his family members.

The whole family gathers less and leaves more, and my father built a family group with only the four of them.

Rong Mian edited the information and posted it directly in the group.

[Yangyangren and I are at the Xuexing garrison base, and the symptoms have stabilized. 】

Rong Guang: "It's good that it's okay, Ah Luo was so worried that he didn't sleep all night."

Ji Ruo: "Because you have been crying to go to Xuexing, I want to comfort you, you can't sleep at all."

Rong Mian: "..."

Song Yang popped his head out of his arms, and leaned against his head to read the information on the screen.

"Family crowd, that's great."

This envious tone has obvious intentions.

Before Rong Mian could say anything, Rong Shi's message popped up on the screen again.

Rong Shi: "He didn't force you, did he?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Song Yang looking over, and Rong Mian turned her head to meet his gaze.

"If I say 'yes', what will happen to him? "

Song Yang: "What will happen to him, you should ask me what will happen to him."

Thinking of the master and apprentice wrestling in Star Wars in the middle of the night, Rong Mian laughed and replied.

Rong Mian: "No, I forced him."

The Rong family: "..."

Song Yang: "..."

The little rabbit is really brave sometimes.

The two of them lay down until noon and basically recovered.

"Generally, the estrus period of an omega is three to seven days. You only have one day. Is it okay?" Song Yang buttoned up and looked at Rong Mian who was washing his face in the bathroom.

"No problem."

Song Yang took out a towel and wiped his face.

Grandpa screened the genes for modification at the beginning, so that the omega would not be in an absolutely passive state during the estrous period.

Although the symptoms were very strong during this estrus period, he didn't feel suppressed by Song Yang and couldn't resist.

I don't know if it's because of being marked, but now it's no different from usual, there is no 02 assistance and no pheromone leakage.

Song Yang got dressed and went in, picked up Rong Mian's toothbrush filled with toothpaste.

"He's in Xuexing, we'll find him later to help you take a look."

Rong Mian paused, and looked at Song Yang through the mirror.

In Xue Xing, at the same time, there is only one person who knows the reformation body like the back of his hand.

Brother Yu's father, former queen Shen Sinian.

After reporting to the garrison base, the two left the spaceship together.

It happened to be lunch time, and it was snowing heavily outside, and the exhaled breath instantly turned into white mist.

Song Yang fastened the collar of Rong Mian's coat, took his hand and put it in his pocket together.

This series of skillful operations made Rong Mian laugh.

Song Yang was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Rong Mian: "Just now you really looked like an old father."

Song Yang: "..."

Rong Mian lowered her voice: "How old were you in your last life? 28?"

This is the age of his rebirth.

After surviving, he lay down in the dormant cabin for another ten years, because the cause of the disease could not be found and the treatment was delayed. If he did not take the risk of rebirth, he would have to spend his whole life in the dormant cabin.

Thinking of Song Yang looking for him in his previous life, Rong Mian felt a little uncomfortable.

Until the moment when the time machine was started, Song Yang never showed up.

Seeing that Song Yang was silent, Rong Mian asked tentatively, "38?"

Song Yang asked back: "Is age so important?"

Such a refusal to answer, it seems that he is more than 38 years old.

Rong Mian joked, "It's related to how I look at you in the future."

Song Yang stopped and looked at him seriously.

"Then if I say I live to be a hundred years old, do you want me to be your grandfather?"

Rong Mian laughed out loud: "It's not impossible, as long as you are willing."

Song Yang had a stinky face, angry and didn't want to lose his temper with Rong Mian, so he endured it and led the people to continue walking on the snow.

"Just—live one day longer than you."

The smile on Rong Mian's lips faded.

"So you know when I will leave?"

In a fit of anger, he slipped his mouth, and Song Yang thought about how to get it back.

The snow fell harder and harder, and both of their heads were covered with snowflakes.

Rong Mian stopped in her tracks and said in a low voice, "Why don't you want to see me?"

Song Yang didn't speak.

Rong Mian laughed at herself: "Because you were already married at that time, so it's not suitable to see me? Because I'm sick, there's no need to be friends with me? Because I'm just an ordinary person, I don't deserve to—"

"Rong Mianmian!"

Song Yang stopped him from continuing, "I'm going to get angry if I continue."

In the world of ice and snow, it seemed that there were only the two of them left in the world.

Rong Mian stared at him: "Then you answer me."

Song Yang held his cold fingertips in his palm.

"You have long been prepared to leave at any time, and you will probably never understand what it is like to be left behind."

The sadness in Song Yang's eyes hurt Rong Mian, but he couldn't refute.

Because of the illness, he was indeed mentally prepared.

This is not something he can choose. Only in this way can he reduce the pain and be more calm in the face of death.

"I can't keep you."

Song Yang's voice was low and slow, "The time machine is your only chance to survive, but if I say a word to you, I will be reluctant to send you back—"