Travel through the interstellar era of extinction and bind the childbearing system

The man's black hair slipped out from under his military cap, and his eyes seemed to think that Lin Xinyue was the only one in the world, and apart from her, everything else was not pleasing to his eyes.

For the first time, Lin Xinyue realized that a person's eyes could actually be intoxicating. She didn't know where the desire came from that made this man who never spoke politely become so bold.

It looked like an attack was occurring.

Lin Xinyue rubbed her hands, her throat was filled with saliva, and she swallowed hard.

"Um...you guys talk first, and let me know when there's a result. Su Hao doesn't look well, so I'll take him away for now."

Lu Yu and the remaining few people stared unkindly at the people who had already started fighting.

If the person who did it was Su Hao, they could have beaten him up, but it happened that the person who did it was Lin Xinyue.

That's right, Lin Xinyue, who couldn't resist the temptation, had already picked up Su Hao by the waist and was ready to run away.

She can't stand seduction the most.

Oh, what a moral corruption! She needs to teach someone a lesson!

Lin Xinyue flew out with a whoosh.

Rather than discussing who will help her get pregnant, she still prefers handsome men with starry eyes. Besides, not only will she get points by getting pregnant, but she won't suffer either, so she won't ask anyone else to get pregnant for her.

A trace of clarity flashed across Su Hao's misty eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his hands naturally held Lin Xinyue's slender waist.

In terms of status, ability and identity, he is not number one in any of them, but everyone seems to have forgotten that the pheromones in Xinyue's body are his. He cannot live without Xinyue, and Xinyue will not be willing to abandon a poor Omega who has lost his glands.

***************I am a happy dividing line for today and tomorrow**********************

"Sir, the undercover personnel reported that the top leaders held a secret meeting today. Participants included Omega President Lu Yu, former Alpha rebel commander, A Star Domain Admiral Long Yuan, and a mysterious person from A Star Domain."

“Do you know what their meeting was about?”

"Report to the commander, our undercover personnel are too low-level to enter the meeting room, but less than ten minutes into the meeting, Su Hao was carried out by a short and very strong guard."

"This is too much! Now we Alphas are not even allowed to attend the meetings of the top leaders of the star field! If this continues, won't we Alphas be able to only buy groceries and take care of the children at home in the future?"

"Continue to supervise! You can let Owl contact Su Hao privately. He has been wronged like this and he is an Alpha. Alphas should help Alphas."

"Yes, sir!"

"Report—the Marshal is awake! The Marshal is awake!"

"what!"

"Great!! Great! Our Alpha leader is here!"

In the cold medical cabin, bubbles slowly rose...

From slow to sudden, it seems like the rhythm of life.

The man in the warehouse, who was covered with tubes, suddenly opened his eyes.

It was as if he had woken up from some heart-wrenching nightmare, and his eyes were filled with reluctance, attachment and entanglement, as well as many emotions that rose and fell to a climax but were suddenly interrupted.

The lower half of the man's face was obscured by the shadow of the recorder on the medical cabin in front of him. Only his eyes indicated that he was alive.

He experienced betrayal, failure, and hell, but he survived!

Although his body was weak, every cell in his body exuded tenacity and indomitable spirit.

"marshal!"

Unlike the excitement of others, the old professor stared at Qingying closely.

After all, one-third of the dragon's brain tissue was transplanted, and the old professor could not guarantee that science could defeat the magical creature.

After all, there are many documents about people whose personalities changed drastically after they woke up after receiving organs from deceased people.

The old professor's hand holding the scalpel was shaking for the first time in his life, but his voice was normal: "Open the medical cabin."

At the command, the medical staff around him started to move busily.

Coming back to the human world again, Qingying immediately searched for information in his brain.

He wants to assess the impact of the injured brain on the future.

However, the figures of some people have become blurred, and the hatred that was once so strong has been worn away, as if it were a lifetime ago.

There is only one clear figure in my mind, a bold, casual and free person who likes his tall body, perfect figure and handsome face... person.

"Mirror."

A hoarse voice rang out in the ward, weak but firm.

The old professor was happy at first, after all, it seemed that his language function was not affected at all, but the next second, he frowned.

Why did the Marshal's first reaction ask for a mirror?

Do you want to use the mirror to reflect and see angles that you can't see?

Also.

Maybe the marshal wanted to see the wound on his head.

The old professor asked his assistant to hand him a mirror and said happily, "Marshal, it's okay. I have already repaired your missing brain. There is nothing wrong with your appearance."

Qingying looked at the mirror nervously, and then saw a whole bare steel bullet head, and almost choked.

"Why is it Iron Head? Medical treatment is so advanced nowadays, is it that difficult to create artificial skin?"

The old professor tilted his head in confusion: "No, Marshal, I used a special material, FXS-877. This material is very strong. From now on, let alone bullets, even if a shell hits your head again, your head won't fly off!"

Marshal Qingying's face turned dark in an instant.

The old professor was still talking about the source and value of this material, but the following picture appeared in the marshal's mind:

The petite woman was obviously weak in her hands and feet, but her aura was like that of a domineering little tyrant. She sat on Qingyi's waist, hooked Qingyi's long, ink-black hair with her slender fingers, and played with it carefully in her hands, as if it was some precious treasure.

The breath of the two blended together, Qingyi lay on her back, listening quietly to the heartbeats of the two, calming her crazy throbbing.

"Marshal, Marshal?" The old professor was a little worried when he saw Qingying was distracted.

It can't be a problem in my brain.

"Marshal, you are not paying attention."

Qingying was brought back to reality from her memories by the old professor's voice. The charming and domineering smile of a girl just in front of her eyes suddenly turned into a strange steel head in the mirror that did not look like a good person.

The marshal couldn't hold it in any longer and said angrily, "I don't want a bald head! Give me artificial skin!"

"I want hair too! Black! Long hair!"

The old professor's face was wrinkled with confusion - long hair? Which serious Alpha has long hair? And why is it black? Isn't blond rich?

The old professor suddenly had an idea: It's over! Could this person not be the marshal? Could it be that dragon? Is that dragon a perverted beauty-loving dragon who likes black hair?

Otherwise, how do you explain that after the marshal woke up, he didn't ask the First Army a single question and directly asked for the mirror?

Is this reasonable?