How do different species fall in love

For several days in a row, Long Yao really felt the pampering from Boss Mo.

As the weather gets colder and colder, enjoying the sunshine on increasingly rare sunny days has become a must-have item for families.

The current seat allocation for sunbathing is Long Yao's reclining chair, Mo Yubing's reclining chair, and Eggy sleeps in the middle, in the cradle that his father, the CEO, whom he hasn't recognized yet, bought for it on a whim.

Long Yao usually writes jokes while basking in the sun, waiting to fall asleep.

Since his daily browsing is related to food, the app also sends him food-related tweets.

Very sensible.

But, not everything goes well.

[Vietnamese eminent monk Thich Nhat Hanh once used "Orange Zen" to clarify the attitude of the world towards food:

"When eating an orange, don't eat it while peeling it, but concentrate on peeling the orange peel, feel the juice it shoots out instantly, and smell the fragrance it emits in the air. Then take out a piece of orange flesh and put it in your mouth slowly Chewing it, experiencing every movement with the incisors biting it, the molars grinding it, the tongue stirring it, until it nearly liquefies and is swallowed through the esophagus.”]

"It's well written."

At that time, Long Yao hadn't been corrupted by Young Master Mo's sugar coating, and he still remembered that he wanted to confront him, so he snorted.

"If I want to eat like this, if the calories are not replenished, I will faint from hunger."

Young Master Mo coughed and immediately changed his words: "This is too badly written. The matter of eating really varies from person to person."

"I asked them to delete this article."

Long Yao paused.

He remembered that this app existed a long time ago, and Mo Yubing's company bought it?

For an app with such a high popularity, Long Yao can only say... Boss Mo is really a representative of doing great things silently.

Speaking of which, Long Yao had always been confused about the fact that he lived in the apartment, but Mo Yubing said that he could take care of him and protect him.

After a few days, Zha Zhalong really believed in his evil.

"Can I tweet?"

"sure."

"Can I continue to cook food up?"

"sure."

"Can I go out and race?"

"sure."

"Will they find me?"

Mo Yubing paused: "No."

After Long Yao walked away, Young Master Mo approached AKA: [Can your organization's business be contracted for a year? 】

………………

The reason Mo Yubing was able to soften Long Yao's attitude so quickly was inseparable from his witty behavior of attacking the egg.

It is always politically correct to try to curry favor with a person and boast about something he cares about.

Taking all these factors aside, teasing the balls is also a very fun thing.

Because Eggy really responds, although it can only be observed through the display screen on the instrument, those lively lines that are supposed to be cold and seem to have spirituality are enough to make people feel very amazing.

Master Mo is quick to learn everything, and he quickly summed up his mood patterns. He will be happy in the sun, in the bath, in listening to soothing music, in Long Yao being close to him, and in being petted.

Usually, to judge whether he is happy or not, it is enough to see if the lines on the display are like a roller coaster, beating very spiritually.

On the contrary, if you are left out, you will be depressed, if you are noisy or the temperature around you is too cold or too hot, you will be unhappy, and the lines will become flat at this time.

Mo Yubing became more and more curious, what kind of breed is it?

Long Yuan watched the interaction between the father and son from a distance, hesitating very much.

He has already done a good job of psychological construction these days, but it is still difficult to open his mouth after all to confess everything.

It would be better to wait for Mo Yubing to ask.

...However, when he was thinking this way, he caught off guard and said: "Baby."

"When are you going to tell me?"

Mo Yubing didn't ask him directly, but changed the way of asking, and his tone was very gentle.

Really want what to come.

Where should I start...

Long Yao sighed and said, "I don't know either."

"Because I don't know what kind of race it is."... Long Yao covered his face: "Is it a dragon or a human."

Young Master Mo stopped stroking the egg:

"How could it be..."

……people.

Humans are mammals, viviparous...

...is that a dragon?

Wait, first of all, this sentence is logically wrong, and it is not a serious statement. Whether it is a dragon or a human in this egg, isn't it very problematic?

However, Long Yao didn't seem to be joking.

"Yao... baby, it's okay if you don't know the breed, then can you tell me where this egg came from?"

"You promise you won't tell."

Long Yao stared at him with burning eyes.

However, such a serious attitude made Mo Yubing think of going in another direction. He slowly put away the relaxing smile on his face, and said seriously:

"It can't be related to Wu Shuyi's research institute."

"If you stole it from the research institute, I can't cover you out of principle."

Others may not know it, but Mo's is the major shareholder after all, and he knows exactly what the research institute does.

The main direction of the research institute is biotechnology and genetic weapons. If the contents inside are accidentally leaked, it may pose a threat to society, such as some superbugs.

Being pampered is one thing, and principles are another thing. To be pampered is to be pampered. You have to figure out what it is.

Figure it out...ahem...so I can wipe his ass.

Unexpectedly, Long Yao shook his head and said firmly, "You must protect me."

He lowered his eyelashes, and finally said that sentence:

"Because it bleeds on you."

Young Master Mo: "??"

"your child."

"???"

Long Yao was afraid that he would miss this opportunity, so he didn't dare to say it again. Like a cannonball, a few words jumped out, but fell to the ground like thunder.

"I gave birth."

"??"

Calm as Mo Yubing, a screen full of question marks flashed through his mind, and he forced himself to calm down.

Anyone who is told that I have given birth to your child and have an extra offspring will probably not be able to calm down. Even if the person who said this was his dear baby, Long Yao pointed to an egg.

However, Long Yao struck again: "I'm not a human being, and my biological species is Tyrannosaurus rex, a chordate phylum."

After Long Yao finished speaking, he deliberately paused, waiting for his reaction.

He really mustered up the courage to say it.

He himself is really not a very smart person. He has used many methods to hide from so many people and run so sideways, and he has no plan for more retreats. If Mo Yubing reacts strongly, then he will really be at a loss. .

Fortunately, Mo Yubing smiled and said calmly:

"Then you should really be called Rex."

He was actually not quite able to accept it at the moment, but he was afraid that his reaction would be too violent and hurt Long Yao, so he looked calm and composed, but actually clenched his fists.

Long Yao breathed a sigh of relief, he put down the blackout curtain in the living room, but felt that it was not dark enough, so he simply moved the egg to the bathroom, blocked the light from the small ventilation window, and finally got a relatively dark indoor environment.

"Just hit the phone."

As Long Yao said, he also turned on the light of his mobile phone. The egg in the middle was sandwiched between the light sources made by the two mobile phones. After the lights at both ends were connected, a transparent beam of light was formed to illuminate the interior.