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Shifa managed to find a way to meet Qi Guang in the end—the human race was closely protected by Qi Guang, but people always came up with a way, not to mention that he still had a hostage, Hiss, under Qi Guang's place.

Seeing him face to face, Qi Guang's cold and alienated aura became more obvious. It was not the same as his stupid brother's usual aesthetics, but he was indeed a beauty who could catch Heath at a glance.

Considering the cultural differences between the human race and the feather race, Shifa wisely replaced "beauty" with "Mr."

The adjective "beauty" in the context of the feather system refers to the outstanding males. In most cases, the males occupy the dominant appearance in the feather system—big and beautiful wings, delicate and beautiful faces, and light and elegant figures. , when soaring in the sky, it seems like an angel in a legend falls.

The females tend to be pretty next door, and their brown wings are small and low-key. It is difficult to tell which type of plumage they are when standing together.

This is the reproductive wisdom of the feather line inherited from ancient times, and "beauty" has become one of the highest praises for the feather line males.

Shifa smiled gently, keeping a suitable distance from the indifferent young man in front of him.

In the context of the human species, beauty is a word that tends to be feminine, and it seems that there have been almost diplomatic conflicts because of this before.

"Hello." Shifa's tone was gentle, and the adult feathers had a calm aura that was completely different from their nest brothers.

Qi Guang replied, "Hello."

He said, looking at the feather youth in front of him.

At first glance, it looks three points similar to Heath, but visually, there is a ten-year age difference, and there is no sense of realism with Heath's nest brother in Shifa's self-introduction.

Nest brothers, in the words he is more familiar with, are twins.

"Heath is an atavism, so it will grow slower." Shifa selectively ignored that he was also a (not so obvious) atavism, and thanked Qi Guang for taking care of Heath with a smile.

In fact, he has nothing to communicate with Qi Guangming. First, he is not a human race and has no obsession with the earth. Second, the plans of the pure blood group are not easy to talk to Qi Guangming.

The matter of the pure blood faction involves the internal affairs of the beast species, no matter how annoying the group of old men want to send them to the end of the universe to explode, Shifa will not tell these things to a group of human species.

"It's nothing." Qi Guang brushed his hair a little uncomfortably, "He's easy to raise."

With the comparison between Nolo and Bor who eat plain rice, Heath is really a good boy who eats less, works more and is not picky eater, and consciously keeps his secrets to help him cover, so that he can have time to contact StarCraft .

So looking at "Heath's brother" in front of him, Qi Guang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

Now is not the end of the world where every family is ruined. It is so normal for Heath to have parents and elder brothers.

From the first day Heath was able to communicate with him, he knew that Heath had an older brother, and the brothers had a good relationship and were very close.

But this kind of "knowing" was not as strong as the shock of Xifa standing in front of him. Qi Guang couldn't describe the feeling of feedback from his broken emotional system, so he could only remain expressionless.

Fortunately, Shifa didn't communicate with him for a long time, and it was not mainly for talking to him, but for him to help bring a message to Heath.

"Tell him, please, that I will take care of the outside affairs." Xifa finally concluded, catching the trace of fluctuations from Qi Guang in the simulated scene, and added, "But grandpa hopes that you can come back as soon as possible." He was annoyed enough by those old men to settle the marriage."

Quietly blaming his grandfather, Xifa was not surprised to perceive the momentary ups and downs of Qi Guang's mood swings.

Alas, there is only so much he can do, and the rest is up to his stupid brother.

Shifa cheered for his younger brother in his heart, and said goodbye to Qi Guang with a smile.

When I go back, I have to urge the researchers to speed up the research on the space window, lest Heath's progress is too fast and things will happen.

Although Qi Guang is a human race, he is not very worried, but he is worried that his younger brother in the early flood season will get too excited, and there is nothing on the earth, if... it will be troublesome.

Shifa, who is spending her reproductive years alone, is worried.

"..."

Qi Guang said goodbye to Shifa silently, and felt a little headache when he opened his eyes again.

His forehead was throbbing with pain, implicated in his stomach convulsions and nausea, and his muscles were tense as if he was about to jump up and fight something in the next second.

The mood was bad for no reason, which affected him to sit up and continue the tasks that should be completed today.

Qi Guang sat up, clutching his forehead and sitting by the fire thinking about life.

By the way, touch some clay with your hands and knead it. After kneading, put it into the mold to prepare the tiles for firing, and replace the old tiles that are gradually broken and decayed on the house.

Thinking while working can help you relax your nerves and ignore physical discomfort, allowing you to concentrate better.

……

It should be so.

Qi Guang threw the rotten clay on his hands aside, wiped his hands and propped his knees and sighed.

This will not work, it will affect his work efficiency too much.

He had to get rid of his feeling that something was inexplicably wrong because of Shifa's words.

Qi Guang was frowning and pushed back the source of his mood swings, and the culprit who caused his mood swings walked in with firewood in his arms.

"Do you want to eat rabbit tonight? Or mutton?" Heath held the rabbit in one hand and the lamb in the other. The young man with increasingly proficient hunting skills was full of pride.

Qi Guang rubbed his forehead and squinted at Heath.

"?" Heath tilted his head in confusion, wanting to lean in but trying not to venture in.

Like a milk dog wagging its tail—yes, that poodle circling around Heath's feet.

His brows were burning, his spirit was high, and he was full of vitality.

This is an ordinary feather system in the interstellar era.

Qi Guang was aware of this fact like never before.

There are family members, friends, a beautiful past and a brighter future, and a vast ocean of stars.

Qi Guang clenched his fist, holding a ball of air in his palm.

It's not the end of the world, it's not the only relatively safe interpersonal relationship that only has possessions, and it's not him who doesn't care if he can survive.

The Heath that he ascribed to his possessions was not a dog that wags its tail and comes home at night.

It's a bird that grows wings and flies away.

No, dogs will run away one day and never come back.

Qi Guang looked at Heath and blinked suddenly.

"Come here." He said, his tone was a little strange to himself.

Inside are his familiar and unfamiliar emotions, which should have been wiped out in the last days long ago.

Heath didn't doubt that he was there, so he put down the prey in his hand and came over.

The young man's eyes are full of bright sunshine, warmly melting with unconcealable passion.

Qi Guang rubbed his blond hair, they got a little close, so close that Qi Guang was a little surprised.

Heath could smell the smoke from the extinguished flames on Qi Guang's body, suddenly mixed with an ambiguous and hot fragrance.

Erratic, elusive, hooked his eyes uncontrollably, one glance, another glance.

Qi Guang's eyes are very beautiful, black and white are distinct, with a slightly darker red at the end of the eyes, and the warm amber seeps into the fundus of the eyes.

The eyes are lowered, and there is a light-colored mole, which is not too far from the corner of the lips, which makes people want to get close to her for a kiss.

Heath blushed a little because of this association, lowered his eyes to dodge, and glanced over Qi Guang's bloodless lips again.

The color is light, with a slightly drooping arc, which looks cold and unapproachable.

But at a glance, it is very soft, as gentle as a flower petal.

Heath was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

This is probably because Qi Guang's hand that was rubbing his hair slowly slipped down and was caressing the back of his neck, his fingertips were slightly cold, and the skin became hot.

Qi Guang himself didn't realize this movement, his expression was a bit empty and dignified, as if he was thinking about something.

"Qi, Qi Guang...?" Heath said tremblingly, his cheeks flushed and a little restless.

His eyes lingered on Qi Guang's lips uncontrollably. If it weren't for the painful experience of being repeatedly pressed down by Qi Guang, he might have already gone up in a fever.

think……

"Hush—" Qi Guang told him to keep silent.

His fingertips could touch Hiss' skin, and a little force in his throat could crush fragile bones.

Qi Guang was still thinking about whether he should take the next action.

Possession is the limit of his intimacy with others, and when he realizes that Hiss cannot be owned by him, Qi Guang is faced with the choice of whether to kick Hiss out or move him in.

Heath felt that he would definitely die if he went up to A now, he swallowed his saliva, and tried his best to let himself ignore the aura on Qi Guang that was attracting him more and more.

The ambiguous, inclusive, and even sticky aroma lingered around him, invading his thoughts gently and irresistibly.

The change of breath was like a gold medal for avoiding death given to him by his prospective partner, whispering lingering words of love in his ear.

Will die, must die.

Heath had such thoughts in his mind, but his body, under the agitation of breath, or to be precise, hormones, bravely pushed forward.

"—!"

Ah, here we come.

Qi Guang's brainstorming stopped abruptly, and he and Hiss, who was approaching suddenly, looked at each other for a few seconds before his brain received the information from rational perception immediately.

Kiss.

In the next second, his broken emotional system began to work, overwhelming the rationality that directed him to sit up straight and evacuate.

There is no exclusion and no caution.

Is it because of the simplicity of youth and the sincerity of beasts?

It seems that a little closer, and a little closer, his body can accept it.

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