Defeat magic with science

The broken choking sound flowed out from the shallow grass. Zhou Yan endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help crying. It's getting blurry.

The tips of the grass blades are wet, with their heads bowed, trembling with the breeze, and they are extraordinarily thick and colorful.Zhou Yan clung tightly to Luo Futu's shoulders, unable to bear it no matter how stubborn he was, he shouted in a trembling voice: "High Priest..."

This seemed to be a tacit signal for forgiveness between them. Both parties knew that Zhou Yan was not willing to admit defeat, and it was his soft words to force him to call him this way.Luo Futu squeezed his fingers in between Zhou Yan's fingers, squeezed him tightly, and kissed him on the forehead: "Wait a minute."

"Half... half an hour ago you said that!"

"It's not that long...don't let go, hug me."

Zhou Yan cried a little bit, he felt that he was out of control, Luo Futu seemed to want to squeeze into his body, and he just received his memory, the whole person was very confused.Luo Futu's body was very hot, Zhou Yan guessed it might be caused by Zhu Jiuyin's curse, as if there was a flame burning in his body.

"Zhou Yan, let me mark you."

Zhou Yan choked up when he inhaled, and instead of refusing directly, Luo Futu lowered his head and kissed his eyes: "Are you okay?"

Zhou Yan wanted to say it was bad, but under the action of pheromone and electrical signals, he could no longer think properly. Luo Futu kept probing Zhou Yan repeatedly on the verge of collapse, and finally he couldn't help it anymore. Tears accompanied him. A whimper welled up: "...Tag me! I allow you to...no no no...uh!"

Luo Futu froze for a moment, then kissed him ecstatically, and the second half of Zhou Yan's words were swallowed up.He felt the changes in his body, Luo Futu finally formed a knot at the right place, Zhou Yan bit Luo Futu's shoulder and screamed heart-piercingly, the flushing feeling lasted for a long time, Zhou Yan almost fainted because of this mark.

After a long time, it finally calmed down, and the anxious air became quiet again. Zhou Yan curled up in Luo Futu's arms exhaustedly, his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't get back to his senses.

...what stupid thing did he just do?

Luo Futu hugged Zhou Yan tightly, his lips fell on his shoulders, he opened his hands to support Zhou Yan's neck, and stroked the back of his neck back and forth, as if he felt that he should say something, but in the end he just pressed tightly against his side Face.

Zhou Yan's rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and he closed his eyes, as if regretting his impulsiveness.

Luo Futu was very sensitive to his emotional changes, and suddenly asked with a light smile: "Regret?"

Zhou Yan didn't speak, Luo Futu hugged him tightly, and held him completely in his arms: "It's too late."

Listen, this guy looks like a villain whenever he talks.But it's not Zhou Yan's style to say regret after something happened, and it doesn't help.

...although he really regrets it.

Agreeing that his mark was only a momentary impulse, this impulse may only last a thousandth of a second, and Luo Futu seized this thousandth of a second...

Well, although the moment of being marked is very regrettable, it is undeniable that the moment did produce a strong pleasure, no wonder there will always be Omega who steal the forbidden fruit, and it may take ten months to pay the price after completely forgetting it.

After a long time, Luo Futu heard a hoarse voice from the person in his arms: "Use your cleaning technique, help me..."

Luo Futu didn't react at first, but later realized that Zhou Yan was worried that there would be some consequences because of this mark.

For example, pregnancy.

But from his point of view, it should be very difficult for Zhou Yan to conceive. Luo Futu discovered that Zhou Yan's genital cavity is not like Omega, it is almost shrunken, closer to Alpha's state.

Luo Futu deliberately said: "If you are pregnant, you will be born."

These words seemed to have stimulated Zhou Yan, he suddenly sat up and grabbed Luo Futu's neck: "Cleansing spell!!"

"……well!"

Luo Futu hastily agreed—is this joke so serious to Zhou Yan?This guy's eyes are red...

Seeing that he compromised, Zhou Yan let go of his hand, and then knelt upright on him.Luo Futu was forced to lean back, while Zhou Yan looked down at him expressionlessly: "Let's start."

Luo Futu sighed, gently stroking his waist, while using spells, he couldn't help complaining: "Why stare at me like a thief, I'm not interested in children."

Zhou Yan was silent when he heard the words, and couldn't help but think of the relationship between Luo Futu and his father. That kind of abnormal relationship couldn't possibly cultivate his expectations for the affection between father and son.

Zhou Yan picked up the clothes on the side and put them on his body, fastening the buttons thoughtfully. He wanted to help Luo Futu untie his knot, but he also felt that he should not open his scar at will—if he relied on a few words of persuasion Luo Futu's heart knot can be untied, and that is not a great heart knot.

Luo Futu saw that Zhou Yan was about to say something but didn't say anything for a long time, so he couldn't help asking: "What do you want to say?"

Zhou Yan looked up at Luo Futu, thought for a while, and finally said in a roundabout way: "Do you... believe in love?"

——Actually, he wanted to say that his father had loved his mother, and his birth was the result of their love. He was born out of love, not under a curse.

Luo Futu's mother believed in Buddhism. Zhou Yan saw one or two clips in his memories. His mother was reciting Buddhist scriptures, and there were things like beads in her jewelry... Then his father named him Calling it "Futu" is entirely to please his mother.

Zhou Yan is not a nosy person, but thinking that there are many children who are not liked by their parents and have childhood shadows, they often have such doubts. Zhou Yan is very worried that Luo Futu will think so... But this is also a time-consuming experience after all. The shadow of 400 years, Zhou Yan wanted to be more tactful, but it became like this when he opened his mouth.

Luo Futu looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "I believe."

——With this expression, there is a ghost in the letter.

Zhou Yan knew that he had misunderstood, and lowered his head to fasten the buttons: "Don't look at me like that, I don't mean that. I don't believe in eternal love, but I can't deny its existence."

Zhou Yan's words went around several times, but he still didn't get into the topic, but Luo Futu seemed to understand, and frowned: "There is also some love, which has no value in existence."

Luo Futu could understand what he meant. Ever since the fusion of neurons occurred in the mecha cabin, Luo Futu felt a subtle feeling of sympathy between himself and Zhou Yan. What kind of mind did Zhou Yan move? Luo Futu can also be noticed.This situation is different from talking directly in the sea of ​​consciousness, but more like a kind of telepathy, which is very strange, so Luo Futu does not completely understand what Zhou Yan wants to say.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and he looked at Luo Futu, who was also staring at him: "Incompetent love is meaningless."

"..."

Zhou Yan actually heard him say this sentence, and it was also in Luo Futu's memory, he said this to his father.

Luo Futu killed his father with his own hands. He hated his cowardice and incompetence, and hated that he could not protect his mother. When he cried and poured out his love for his mother, Luo Futu said so.

Forget it, he wasn't good at doing psychological counseling in the first place, so it's better not to mention it again.

Zhou Yan had just put on his clothes, and before he could stand up, he was suddenly picked up by Luo Futu. He subconsciously grabbed his arm, and his voice changed a bit: "Put me down!"

Luo Futu ignored him, and walked directly to the mecha with him in his arms: "Stand firm?"

What did he think the mark was? Ordinary Omega would already be unable to stand even after smelling Alpha's pheromone, let alone such a situation.Mentally, Zhou Yan is still the Alpha who was able to pilot mechs in World War I, but his current body is really an Omega, so there is no need to be brave.

"And it's getting dark, and the road is not easy to walk."

...How could he have the nerve to say that it was getting dark? Who was wasting time and making it get dark? !

Zhou Yan was carried away by Luo Futu like this, his face flushed, and he couldn't explain it. Such details in daily life would clearly remind him that he was no longer an Alpha, which made Zhou Yan feel more ashamed than sleeping with him.

...his shame is indeed a bit strange.

Luo Futu put Zhou Yan in the co-pilot's seat of the mecha cabin, and sat down in the driver's seat. Zhou Yan looked at him worriedly: "Let me do it."

Luo Futu couldn't accept the neuron connection, there was already an accident, Zhou Yan didn't want him to try again.As he spoke, he wanted to pull the control handle, and wanted to pull the connector to the side of the co-pilot, but Luo Futu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, held down his hand. He smiled and leaned over with the other hand Beside Zhou Yan, Luo Futu fastened Zhou Yan's seat belt and stared at him: "Sit down and don't move around."

Seeing him pull the joystick, Zhou Yan couldn't help frowning: "Don't force yourself..."

"will not."

Luo Futu glanced at him: "Last time it was because I was not mentally prepared and conditioned to reject it. And I have always hated spiritual spells, and the consciousness of rejection was too strong to cause that result. This time I will take the initiative to accept it."

Luo Futu didn't lie, if it's just a mere machine that wants to invade his consciousness, there's nothing wrong with it, he can let it in.

Of course, in the final analysis, he did not trust the machine, but Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan stared nervously at Luo Futu—this is indeed a very simple process. After several generations of improvements, the mecha has long since not felt excessive foreign body invasion to the driver when connecting neurons. After so many years, It is also rare for the mecha to go berserk due to the connection, because Luo Futu is too sensitive.

But this time the connection didn't seem to be a big problem. Those shining tentacles were successfully connected to Luofutu's spine. The eyes of the A2 mech flickered, and then the big guy stood up from the ground.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan finally heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was also worried about another thing - as he guessed, Li Qing couldn't drive this mecha just because he didn't complete the correct connection with the mecha, Luo Futu After connecting with this "energy exhausted" mecha, it can operate normally.

"Are you worried, are ordinary people unable to drive mechs normally?"

Zhou Yan glanced at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

Luo Futu raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you feel what I'm thinking?"

Zhou Yan looked at him suspiciously, and shook his head slightly: "Of course I don't feel what you are talking about, not everyone can read minds."

It's too outrageous.

Luo Futu hesitated for a moment—so it turned out that he thought that the two of them would become connected because of an accidental neuronal connection, but it turned out that it was only his own side... Maybe it has something to do with his spell, the snake's curse While giving him pain, it also brought him many unexpected abilities.Luo Futu didn't know anything about mind reading, but because of the accidental neuron connection with Zhou Yan this time, he became able to read his mind.

Luo Futu suddenly smiled: "I don't know how to read minds, but I can read you."

——That's fine, he's not interested in anyone else either.

But what he said seemed like love words, Zhou Yan felt a little uncomfortable, he subconsciously looked away: "boring, can you drive seriously."

"I'm not lying."

As Luo Futu said, he suddenly leaned forward and kissed Zhou Yan gently on the side of the ear. The latter was kissed by him, and suddenly turned his head to stare at him. Live... Do you want me to give an advance notice next time?"

"...can you concentrate a little bit?"

Luo Futu pinched Zhou Yan's chin and said seriously, "Okay, let's just concentrate on kissing."

"..."