Defeat magic with science

Luo Futu opened his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and when he realized what Zhou Yan said, he pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly. He stared at him and asked, "So you heard it."

It's a pity that Zhou Yan's courage was only produced at that moment, and it disappeared without a trace after a moment. When Luo Futu asked him again, his mind was full of - just said nonsense!

Zhou Yan hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak, but in the end he only blushed: "I heard a little..."

Luo Futu stared at him and smiled: "But you pretend nothing happened, cunning."

Luo Futu's gaze was too intense, and Zhou Yan couldn't avoid it, nor could he look directly at him. He shifted his gaze to avoid it, and subconsciously pushed him to slip away, but Luo Futu took two steps straight forward, supporting Zhou Yan. The table behind Yan trapped him in his arms.

He lowered his head and put his forehead against Zhou Yan's Tianling cover. He didn't use his spiritual power to do anything to him, but just stared into his eyes: "You are lying, if it is 1000 to me, why did your heart beat when you heard this sentence?" It didn't accelerate at all."

"..."

This guy is simply making trouble for no reason. He was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. Even if he really felt what he said, his heartbeat would not speed up. People always have physiological limits... As for waking up the next day, that The ambiguous atmosphere has disappeared, and it is too embarrassing to bring up the old matter again, and there will be no chance to say it later.

……

And even if there was, he wouldn't say it, and it was inexplicable to ask him to say anything.

Zhou Yan didn't speak, and he didn't want to explain. Luo Futu asked again, and he pushed him irritably: "If you don't believe it, forget it. I take it back. You didn't hear it."

Luo Futu grabbed his hand and leaned close to Zhou Yan's lips. He said in a low voice, "If you say something, you can take it back as soon as you say it. You should tell me at a time like this. it is true."

"..."

"You're in love with me."

He used declarative sentences.

Zhou Yan clenched his teeth subconsciously. He felt his scalp go numb and his face became hotter and hotter——Zhou Yan is a person who is ashamed to talk about love. I never felt that I would have this kind of feeling.

But now he has become like this...

Of course, the reason may not stop there. Zhou Yan has always been secretive about emotional emotions. He is unwilling to become like this, and even afraid of becoming like this.

Even if he really fell in love with Luo Futu, he was actually unwilling to admit it, not because he was afraid that he would be a scumbag... but because it was too awkward to say.

Seeing Zhou Yan bowed his head and said nothing, Luo Futu leaned closer and breathed on Zhou Yan's face. There was unconcealable joy in his voice: "Why don't you answer? You know, even if you don't say it, I can still feel it." Until... you are not lying, I believe it..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Zhou Yan covered it with his hand, he couldn't listen any more, stared into Luo Futu's eyes and argued in embarrassment: "I've been cursed by you..."

A tiny biting sensation came from the fingertips, and Luo Futu's voice was somewhat vague: "Curse of love?"

"Look at your smug face..."

Luo Futu suddenly supported Zhou Yan by the back of the neck, tilted his head and kissed his lips, and blocked his words.His kiss just ended, and he separated from him after a light touch: "Of course I am proud, because I also fell in love with you, before you."

Zhou Yan suddenly had nothing to say. He found that he couldn't avoid the eyes of the person in front of him. He thought he would only flirt, but he didn't expect that when he spoke seriously about love, it moved his heart so much.Luo Futu opened his mouth, and gently pressed Zhou Yan's lips. The latter unconsciously leaned back, and his waist hit the table, so he couldn't move back. The four soft lips were pressed together and deformed, but because of the elasticity Like two small cherry balls squeezed together, they are bouncy and soft.

There's something playful and tender about this simple touch.

Zhou Yan didn't avoid him, Luo Futu pressed the back of his head, and licked his mouth with the tip of his tongue, the gentle lick gradually took on the taste of desire.Now Zhou Yan truly felt that he might have been cursed by Luo Futu, otherwise how could he be so... so unable to control himself.

——Not only the hormones in the body are out of control, but even the heartbeat and emotions are out of control together.

At the beginning, Zhou Yan only supported the edge of the table behind him with his hands behind his back. After being entangled with Luo Futu for so long, he subconsciously let go of one hand to wrap his arms around his neck. When he got to the table, his kiss became deeper and deeper, and the smell of desire became stronger and stronger. Finally, it moved from the bottom of his lips to his neck, down Zhou Yan's neck, and finally bit his Adam's apple.Zhou Yan suddenly woke up. He hurriedly put his hands on Luo Futu's neck, panting heavily: "Let go...let me go, I don't have time to do this kind of thing now."

——He still has a lot of things to do, the experiment has not yet been concluded, and his two conjectures have not yet been verified...Luo Futu is so emotional now, and the smell of pheromone is getting stronger and stronger. I really let him continue, and I don’t want to How long must it be wasted!

There is no time left, and the more time is wasted, the more people in this world will die because of Lulian.

Zhou Yan pushed him violently, turned his face to the side and wanted to escape, but Luo Futu pressed him firmly: "How can you be so rational, huh? You still remember your work at this time, is your heart true to me? "

"It's fake! It's okay to be fake! I'll give you two seconds, let go! If the progress of the experiment is dragged down by you, I can't spare you..."

Zhou Yan was really in a hurry to do the experiment. He pushed Luo Futu away, jumped off the table and ran to the laboratory. Luo Futu looked at Zhou Yan's back, covered his eyes and sighed heavily, then followed: " Do you want me to help-"

A voice came from the direction of the basement: "Don't come down, go catch a pig and come back! Or catch a sheep!"

Luo Futu felt very sad in his heart, but he had already accepted the reality that his lover was someone who loved work more than himself.

spouse?Hmm... This title is really unfamiliar to him.

However, it seems not bad.

For the first time, he felt the feeling of uncontrollably accelerating heartbeat when he saw a person. This feeling was scary, but also very novel.Luo Futu is the same as Zhou Yan to a certain extent, both of them are people who don’t believe in love, the difference may be that Luo Futu can easily express love and put his flirtatiousness on the surface, but he What's going on in my heart, no one knows.However, it was different now, he felt that the taste of love was not bad.

Incompetent love is meaningless, and incompetent people are not worthy of precious feelings.

This sentence obviously doesn't apply to me.

Luo Futu is such a self-righteous and double-standard Alpha. What's even more exasperating is that he has the confidence to be self-righteous.

For the next week, Zhou Yan spent almost every day in the laboratory, or in the basement. Luo Futu sent him a steady stream of creatures under the scalpel. He sometimes thought that he hoped that these creatures would appear under the kitchen knife. It's not under the scalpel, Zhou Yan hasn't cooked him a good meal for a long time.

"If you are too free, you can go to urge the wheat. There are a lot of seeds in the warehouse. I will tell you the results of the experiment."

——He always used this sentence to dismiss himself. Recently, he spent more time communicating with the brains of Warcraft than with his own brains, and spent more time with various animal corpses than with himself.

By the way, aren't they in love?We just confide in each other, shouldn't we stick together all the time?

…they were still experimenting while they stuck together.

"call out--"

Thinking of a slight sound of breaking through the air, Zhou Yan subconsciously looked up, and Luo Futu squatted not far from him with a wooden face, stretched out his index finger, and there were bright lights emerging from the index finger.Those bright lights hit the seeds one by one, and the seeds quickly germinated, blossomed and withered, and then scattered food all over the ground.

……

The two of them were almost buried by food.

Zhou Yan looked at the pile of wheat under his feet, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: "What are you doing, why did you move all the summer wheat from the warehouse... and put it on the ground! It's too wasteful."

Luo Futu raised his head and looked at him with a straight face, and the spiritual power in his hand continued to shoot out: "It's not the grain from the warehouse, it's just ripened, and it's still warm... It's already full."

When Zhou Yan heard this, his head was about to explode. He hurried over and grabbed Luo Futu's fingers, and squeezed back the little light spot on his fingertips: "Stop!"

Luo Futu stopped obediently, but showed no expression, like an emotionless grain production machine.Zhou Yan ran to the entrance of the basement, and saw that the gate was squeezed open by the turbulent grain pile outside, and a large amount of grain poured in from upstairs, like a sea wave, submerging all the furniture.

This may be the so-called "explosion"... It must be a joy to be seen by others with such a magnificent ocean of grain.

But he doesn't need so much food at all!

Zhou Yan stared at Luo Futu's stunned face for a long time, annoyed and funny, and finally pointed to the outside and said: "Clean up the outside, how can people live like this."

"tidy?"

Luo Futu thought for a while, raised a finger to draw a circle in the air, and muttered: "Don't worry, just need a cleansing technique..."

"No, isn't that a waste?"

Zhou Yan hurriedly stopped him: "Can you pack them up? I'll send them to the mining factory with a mobile armor. The expenses over there are too high. If there are any leftovers, I will distribute them to the surrounding residents."

The power of a spiritual master's "food production" should not be underestimated. Luo Futu's "production" is so much that he can't see the slightest lack of physical or spiritual power. Even if he is very powerful, he shouldn't have such a strong power... With such a spiritual master, it can already guarantee that a town will not starve.

No wonder they are reluctant to plant.

Luo Futu finally came to his senses, and said, "Why, you don't do experiments, and you have time to go back to the mine?"

Zhou Yan smiled at him: "I succeeded."

"..."

"Why don't you look happy?"

Luo Futu almost wanted to roll his eyes - his enthusiasm has been polished by Zhou Yan's idle play, and he doesn't even want to make an expression!