Mr. Phil, please don't bow your head

In Ga's eyes, he said faintly: "You are late, I have been waiting for you."

He couldn't tell if he was angry or not.

Field was so amazed that his brain was paralyzed, he asked slowly, "Sheng Lin?"

The alpha with magnificent emerald green eyes nodded.

At this time, the sky began to drizzle, and the dark blue night sky surged, and the phantoms of various underwater animals in the sky flashed colorful lights and slowly swam past the eyes.

This is a small gift prepared by romantic programmers for travelers on this planet.

Faced with such a dreamy scene, Field said something very inappropriate, "Didn't it say that it will start raining in 10 minutes?"

"puff!"

The chuckle beside him awakened Field, and he looked at his blind date, marveling at her beauty again.

The galaxy is brilliant, and you are the most dazzling existence among those stars.

And I am just a mortal who stretched out his hands piously towards the stars and made a wish without authorization.

We are destined not to be people of the same world.

I don't know when I fell asleep, I didn't sleep peacefully, and I always thought about the past, but subconsciously I tried my best to suppress those wishful thinking I had.

When awakened by the noise beside him, Field opened his eyes, only feeling extremely tired.

His body temperature rose, his body was weak, and his clothes were drenched with sweat.

It's been a long time since he's been so sick. Looking at the busy figures around him, but no one is willing to really care about him, Field felt a little grievance inexplicably, and unconsciously, his eyes turned red.

At this moment, the door of the room was gently pushed open, and Sheng Lin walked in with a plate in hand.

Field quickly turned his back to him, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Sick people are more vulnerable, and it seems that the words on TV make sense.

Seeing that he woke up, Sheng Lin put down the dinner plate and sat down beside the bed, "Phil, get up and eat something, you are sick, you need to maintain your strength."

Field glanced at the slightly open window and found that it was already dark. He sat up without any strength and looked dejected.

Sheng Lin rubbed his hair, looked at his big head and the hair in the middle of his head, and said, "The doctor told him to rest in bed to recuperate, and he won't go to work for two days."

"Yeah." With his nose blocked, Field nodded angrily.

Sheng Lin handed him the porridge bowl, and said with a smile, "I'll wipe your body for you after dinner, and you need to change your clothes."

Field didn't answer, just lowered his head, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Seeing this, Sheng Lin couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed the top of his head.

When Field noticed it, he avoided the side, and said in a voice with his nose stuffed: "My body smells of sweat, it's dirty."

Sheng Lin remained silent and watched him eat.

After eating, he watched Sheng Lin put away the tableware for the servant to take away before he realized it and asked, "Sheng Lin, have you eaten yet?"

"If you've eaten, don't worry about me."

The servant brought hot water, and Sheng Lin wrung out a towel to help Field wipe his body.

After wiping his body, Field's whole body seemed to be steamed. Before Sheng Lin left, he pulled the quilt to cover himself with a blushing face.

I usually dare not look at my body when I take a bath, but Sheng Lin wipes it so carefully, and even kisses his hands and face from time to time, it seems that I can't put it down.

It's so shameful.

Field touched the glands at the back of his neck, and it seemed that he was not so uncomfortable anymore. Sheng Lin's pheromones had been soothing him very gently.

Hey, why did Sheng Lin become so close overnight.

Ah~ these chapters are sweet (*/

Ah ~ crazy aunt laughs (*/

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10. Clear Mark

Thinking in a daze, Field pinched his chubby face, looking like this, there shouldn't be any attractive qualities.

Could it be that Sheng Lin was possessed by a devil, or taken away by other ghosts?

Thinking wildly, Field fell into a deep sleep again.

Not long after he fell asleep, Sheng Lin came to the bed, pulled away the quilt covering his head, looked at the sleeping face with sad eyes, "Little brother——"

After waiting for three years, it seems that this person has no impression of him being real.

In the middle of the night, Field's clothes were once again drenched in sweat, and he was dragged up to change in a drowsy state, feeling that someone had been guarding the bed all night.

The next day I slept until after nine o'clock in the morning, and opened my eyes uncomfortably, but there was no one in the room.

The glands at the back of the neck have recovered a lot, but my body is still weak and I have a low-grade fever.

Hungry, Field rang the bell to ask Mira to deliver food, and then turned on the optical brain.

The social group was very quiet, only Yi Lei sent him a message, saying that Sheng Lin asked him for leave and asked him to rest at home.

"I didn't expect your husband to be quite nice."

In the end, Elay teased him.

Okay?

Field leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the floor.

In the past three years, there was no intersection, and they lived their own lives. This sudden change of face made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Could it be that after alpha marked omega, his temperament would change drastically?

Never heard of such a report?

Thinking of the matter of marking, new troubles arose in Field's heart. Judging from Mrs. Sheng's attitude, she should have made up her mind to let him divorce Sheng Lin. If this matter gets to her, I don't know what it will be thought of Woolen cloth.

Her heart, which was as still as still water, became no longer calm because of Sheng Lin's change of attitude.

Before Field could figure out how to deal with Mrs. Sheng, the news had already been received and the doctor was brought over directly.

At that time, Field felt more comfortable, and was sitting in his dedicated collection room playing with a newly collected mech model.

Mrs. Sheng came in with someone suddenly, aggressively, with an attitude of provoking a teacher.

The moment he saw Field, he squinted his eyes and asked in disgust, "Have you been marked by Sheng Lin?"

Field put the mech model away carefully, blushing, "Can we go outside and talk?"

This place is his secret base, and Sheng Lin has never entered it.

Madam Sheng sneered, walked around the room with graceful steps, and finally walked to the mecha that Field had just put on the shelf, raised her hand and gently flipped the model chassis over with her gloved hand.

"Snapped!"

The half-assembled model fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Field's eyes sank slightly, and he looked up at Mrs. Sheng.

Their mother and son are very similar, especially their eyes. If those magnificent eyes stare at someone seriously, no one can hold their head up in their eyes.

So did Field.

He quickly lowered his head under Mrs. Sheng's haughty and cold gaze.

"I thought you didn't have any scheming. In the past three years, you have been honest."

"I didn't expect--heh!"

"How dare you grow up like you!"

"Snapped!"

Resentful, Mrs. Sheng stepped on the fragments of the model, and deformed one of the armors as viciously as if she was Field.

"Even if there is a need, it's better to go to Griffith Avenue and grab one at random, than a fat belly like you—" The vicious gaze seemed to tear Field into pieces, Madam Sheng gritted her teeth, and ended with a suppressed angry voice. After this abuse, "How can Sheng Lin say it!!"

Griffith Avenue is a famous red light district in Central Star.

Being compared with street girls, even though Field was full of guilt, he couldn't help losing his temper. After listening to Mrs. Sheng's disgusting words, his expression became calm, and he looked up calmly at the former number one beauty in the empire. The daughter of a fallen nobleman who can grab the limelight.

"Ma'am, Sheng Lin just had a cycle suddenly, and I happen to be the only one around him."

"All of this is just accidental, not my painstaking planning."

I didn't do anything wrong, why should I stand here and accept criticism?

Field wasn't scared.

A few people squeezed into this narrow room full of mecha models, talking about the most mundane family gossip, which seemed nondescript no matter what.

Mrs. Sheng listened to Field's guilty excuse, raised her hand to straighten her curly hair, took the opportunity to take the conversation, and said with a half-smile: "Since it was an accident, I'll send you to the hospital for demarking surgery right away. You should No complaints, right?"

His heart shrank slightly, and Field thought of Sheng Lin's gentle smiling face, and the eyes looking at him that couldn't hide his joy.

Opening his mouth, Field found that he couldn't agree, so he paused and said, "I want to discuss it with Sheng Lin."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to turn on the optical brain.

Madam Sheng raised her chin slightly, signaling to a doctor standing aside, that doctor and another doctor immediately stepped forward to snatch Field's optical brain, and clamped him down.

"I'm very busy, so I don't have time to act with you. Anyway, the operation to remove the marks is very simple. My doctor brought the equipment, so let's go downstairs and do it."

Only then did Field feel frightened, and was pressed to go out the door. He looked back timidly, and saw Mrs. Sheng's expression of eating a fly, "I will never, never let you stain the blood of my Bananel family. !"

"You dirty and despicable interstellar survivor!"

In the corridor, Mira and the servants at home watched from a distance. Field wanted to ask Mira for help, but the other party raised his head and looked at him indifferently with the same expression as Mrs. Sheng.

This family has never accepted him.

The feeling at this moment was deeper than ever. Field didn't try to resist any more, and followed the two doctors to the stairs.

The servants stepped aside one after another, some looked at him sympathetically, while others gloated at his misfortune.

In their eyes, Field is nothing more than a grass chicken who has climbed the Phoenix, and everyone is waiting for the day when he will be kicked out.

When he was approaching the stairs, the doctor worried that it would be inconvenient to go downstairs, so he let go of Field.

Field took the opportunity to turn around quickly and pushed the two doctors away