The strong A who offended most of the universe has changed to O [Interstellar]

Shen fell into a deep sleep for an unknown amount of time, when Yang Xinghe heard a mess of voices. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were very heavy. Even with all his strength, he only made his eyelashes flutter a little.

Forget it, sleep a little longer, if something happens, Li Mo will take care of it.

Yang Xinghe continued to fall into a deep sleep in peace.

"If he's fine, why hasn't he gotten up until now?!" Li Mo was furious.

Helpless, Tianlu repeatedly explained to the furious master that Yang Xinghe just used too much sleep medicine, and he would recover after natural metabolism. He could also inject wake-up medicine to wake him up earlier.

"How could he overdose on sleeping pills?!"

Tian Lu replied pitifully: "Probably, he has a strong desire to sleep well."

It has been seventeen hours since Yang Xinghe entered the sleep chamber, Li Moyi didn't care about it at first, because his heart rate and breathing were normal, but, at No. 15 hours, Li Moyi made some food, He wanted to wake up Yang Xinghe, eat something before going to sleep.

But he found that the person in the sleeping cabin was curled up into a ball, as if he was very uncomfortable.

As soon as Li Mo opened the lid of the sleep cabin, no matter how he shouted or moved, Yang Xinghe didn't move, even when he was carried out of the sleep cabin, he didn't wake up, his whole body was limp, like a puppet.

He couldn't drink water even if he was fed, let alone food.

"How long will it take for the sleeping agent to be naturally metabolized?"

"Five days."

If you don't eat or drink for five days, you won't die.

As soon as Li Mo found the wake-up agent, he skillfully plunged it into Yang Xinghe's arm, and pushed the potion into the vein neatly.

The needle was very thin, and his technique was very gentle. Normally, it would not cause any discomfort, but Yang Xinghe twitched suddenly, as if being cut by a knife, the needle broke, and a thin line of blood burst out from the wound.

Li Mo looked back and saw that the needle was broken in the muscle. He only knew that the needle tip could not run into the heart along with the blood vessel, but he didn't know how to get it out.

Squeezing and tossing for a long time, Yang Xinghe's forehead was covered with cold sweat in pain, finally Li Moyi had to face the reality, he could only use a knife to make a partial incision and take out the needle.

Yang Xinghe's consciousness was ups and downs in the darkness, he saw many strangers, he didn't know any of these people, there were men and women, they screamed and cursed, their eyes and faces were full of despair and fear.

Who are they?

Yang Xinghe has always been bold, and he doesn't care about life and death. Even if he is in a desperate situation, he has never felt the two emotions of despair and fear.

But he could clearly feel the mood of these people, the extremely dark negative emotions, like a big stone pressing on his heart, from the throat to the trachea to the stomach, it was like being strangled by someone. Breathing, bored and want to vomit.

Yang Xinghe's face became paler, his body curled up and unfolded from time to time, writhing and writhing like a fish out of water.

"Be patient a little...it doesn't hurt so much..." Li Moyi had just finished taking out the needle for him, before he had time to tie the tourniquet.

The intensity of Yang Xinghe's movements was beyond his expectation, and he couldn't even hold down one hand.

Blood flowed everywhere from the wound, which looked extremely tragic.

"Tianlu, what's the matter with him?" Li Mo asked sharply.

The artificial intelligence repeatedly detected Yang Xinghe's real-time thinking, and finally gave an answer: "It's nothing, it just hurts."

"impossible!"

Facing the master who refused to admit it, Tianlu said earnestly: "Admitting that one's skills are poor is the first step to improve."

From a physical point of view, there was really nothing to do, so Li Mo could only hold the unconscious Yang Xinghe in his arms, and kept stroking his back.

Feeling the warm body temperature, Yang Xinghe seemed to have grasped at straws, and took the initiative to press his body tightly against Li Moyi's chest. His cheeks and lips also found a comfortable position to absorb the warmth.

The omega pheromones in the blood volatilized into the air silently, and Li Moyi felt waves of hotness rising from his lower abdomen.

Rationality allowed him to restrain the original impulse and seize the time to fix the tourniquet.

When he was holding the tourniquet with both hands, Yang Xinghe's other hand was already around his neck, his face was pressed against Li Moyi's, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and his eyelashes were on Li Moyi's. His cheeks were scratched, and his breath was full of the sweetness of omega pheromones.

The slight frown full of unease made people feel pity and want to flatten his brows for him.

Thin, soft pale pink lips rubbed against his face, as if begging for a response.

Li Mo endured and endured, and when he felt that he was about to explode, he finally tied the damn tourniquet.

He turned over and pushed Yang Xinghe down on the medical bed, leaned over and locked his struggling body, kissed the slightly parted lips, and entangled his lips and tongue.

The soft and creamy touch made Li Moyi want to stop more, he wanted more.

Yang Xinghe's collarbone was looming in the loose shirt collar, revealing a small piece of thin chest muscle, rising and falling with breathing.

Li Moyi looked at this body that was completely under his control, his eyes were full of obsession.

At some point, the shirt that Yang Xinghe was wearing just now was crumpled and thrown on the ground, and his neck and chest were covered with red marks and teeth marks.

Yang Xinghe's eyes hadn't been opened yet, and he was still talking vaguely, as if he was begging for help or crying.

His arms and legs were tightly wrapped around Li Moyi, like a drowning man hugging driftwood.

At this moment, in his emotions, there was more panic than emotion, Li Mo was unwilling to reconcile, he kept kissing Yang Xinghe, and softly called his name.

He hoped that Yang Xinghe would accept himself soberly, instead of hastily completing the first time in a coma.

The awakening agent finally took effect, and Yang Xinghe regained consciousness in an almost suffocating kiss. He was startled, and accidentally bit his teeth hard on Li Moyi's tongue.

A faint fishy sweet smell filled the whole mouth.

"You..." Yang Xinghe stretched out his hand to push him away, but he touched the wound, and the pain made him go limp and collapsed on the bed.

"Are you awake?" Li Mo stretched out his hand to caress his face, looking at the pair of confused black eyes that woke up from a long sleep and didn't know what happened around him.

Yang Xinghe closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, his spirit and will returned to clarity. He calmly stared at Li Moyi, who was lying on top of him in disheveled clothes: "I remember I was in the sleep cabin, can you Explain, what just happened?"

"It all started when I accidentally made a little extra food. But, do you really want to listen to this now?" Li Moyi kissed his slightly swollen lips.

Yang Xinghe's eyes are very clear, like a child who is ignorant of the world and full of curiosity, only those who have been deceived by him know what is hidden in the depths of those eyes.

But now, no matter how many schemes and tricks he has, he can't use them anymore. He can only lie under him. This kind of cognition makes Li Moyi feel a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

He leaned down, and his canine teeth rubbed against the glands on the back of Yang Xinghe's neck, slowly cutting into the soft flesh. Yang Xinghe's muscles all over his body suddenly tensed, and severe pain came from the back of his neck, slowly pouring into the glands. The alpha pheromone gave him a wonderful sense of pleasure in the pain.

Sensitive glands were held in his teeth and grinded repeatedly, Yang Xinghe's breathing became rapid, a blush appeared on his pale face, his clenched teeth slowly loosened, allowing Li Moyi to break in wantonly.

While the tip of his tongue that was bitten by him drilled into his mouth, it also brought blood full of alpha pheromone.

Yang Xinghe knew that this was Li Moyi's little thought. He had probably been rejected too many times and already had a psychological shadow.

In fact, it doesn't have to be like this, after the disturbing dream just now, Yang Xinghe also needs comfort, and the best comfort is a hearty sex.

The alpha pheromones and omega pheromones in the air are sweetly intertwined, already thick as a mist, steaming the wills of the two until soft.

Yang Xinghe lay on his back on the bed, his whole body relaxed, and he pampered Li Moyi very cooperatively.

Alpha couldn't wait to grab his legs, his already extremely hot body was ready to go.

"Ah!!!" Yang Xinghe let out a cry of pain, suddenly retracted his whole body, and put his knees on his chest, as if he could protect himself from harm.

"Relax, I will slow down." Li Moyi stopped with great willpower, and comforted him softly.

But no matter how slow he was, Yang Xinghe felt as if he had been stabbed several times in pain.

His whole body was trembling, and tears kept falling from the corners of his reddened eyes.

Seeing the person in his arms like this, Li Moyi had no choice but to hug him and kiss him to comfort him. The stimulation brought by the alpha pheromone to Yang Xinghe could not be eliminated for a while, so Li Moyi calmed him down. After cleaning your body, go to the bathroom to treat yourself.

After coming out, the pheromone smell in the air had been taken away by the air circulation system in the cabin. Yang Xinghe held a water glass and stood by the porthole, looking at the boundless darkness and starlight outside the window.

It was forced to interrupt just now, and now the atmosphere is really awkward, Li Moyi asked in a relaxed tone: "We have known each other for so many years, I didn't expect you to be so afraid of pain."

"Didn't you already know that? Do you still remember the bouquet of roses you gave me?" Yang Xinghe was talking about being pricked by rose thorns. At that time, Li Moyi solemnly picked him up in the street and sent him to the hospital. The commotion was so loud that passers-by couldn't stand it anymore, and there was a sentence: pricking your finger didn't mean you broke your leg. What kind of idol drama is it?

Li Moyi naturally also remembered, he touched his nose: "I thought you were just..."

"Is it vanity?"

Many omegas like to pursue their own alphas by various methods to prove their extraordinary charm. Compared with this, Yang Xinghe's delicate and delicate character who is afraid of pain is nothing at all.

"Uh..." Li Moyi couldn't find a suitable word to smooth things over.

Yang Xinghe waved his hand: "I understand, there's no need to explain. Now you understand why I need to take medicine when I'm in estrus, right? Compared with seven days of pain, being in a coma for two days is a good choice."

"If your pain nerves are not so sensitive, is the empire already a part of the alliance?" Li Moyi asked jokingly.

"Well, I might seduce the emperor, become a demon concubine, mess up the harem, kill his two sons, and then control the government, and finally rule the world and take the entire empire into his pocket." Yang Xinghe pointed at Li Mo provocatively. raised his eyebrows.

Li Moyi: "..."

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