The irritable Demon Lord abducted the queen of Zerg

"Xiao Mo, I need your blood."

Jian Mingzhou didn't make any foreshadowing, and directly said this shocking sentence to Wen Moer.

Wen Moer was stunned, unable to react for a while, Yan Chong pulled him behind him first, and stared at Jian Mingzhou with black eyes: "What do you mean!"

"It means literally." Jian Mingzhou looked directly at Yan Chong without fear, "I am a doctor, and I need his blood to save people."

save people?

Yan Chong and Wen Moer's eyes moved to the female beside Jian Mingzhou at the same time, and they probably guessed who it was.

A beautiful female insect that lives in people's mouths.

——Xue Rui.

Since the day of Tuka's death, the man has been missing.It turned out that he went to Jian Mingzhou, or Jian Mingzhou quietly hid him.

When the eagle-eyed people talked about Xue Rui before, they always had an expression of admiration. They often described his beauty and purity, but now this beautiful face was covered with traces of aging, and his waist-length black hair There are silver threads mixed on it.

"Actually, I have thought about it countless times to obtain Xiao Mo's blood without your knowledge, but then I gradually dispelled this idea." Jian Mingzhou lowered his eyes, "I know that everyone hates Tuka, even me I also hope he dies, but Xue Rui is innocent..."

"Innocent..." Yan Chong did not agree with Jian Mingzhou's statement.

As the son of Tuka, which one of Xue Rui's food was not found by his male father, is he really innocent?

But even though Yan Chong thought so in his heart, he gave Jian Mingzhou some sympathy and didn't say it outright.

The atmosphere was deadlocked, and Yan Chong remained silent.The blood of the royal family is not just given, and Wen Moer can't easily agree.

At this time, Xue Rui took the initiative to hold Jian Mingzhou's hand, and shook her head gently: "Mingzhou, Father Xiong has done a lot of wrong things, and now I am like this, maybe it is retribution... Don't be sad, let's go back."

The two stared at each other, under Xue Rui's indifferent smile, Jian Mingzhou lost his mind for a moment.However, his eyes quickly showed sadness, and he begged Wen Moer: "Xiao Mo, please save him. Although he is the son of Tuka, he has never done anything harmful to the world!"

"...I know that people from the royal family have some special abilities. My ancestors have studied it. According to the fact that you can fit with plants, it means that your blood has a factor rich in life, which may be able to treat Xue Rui's disease. sick……"

Because of the fear of losing the one he loves, Jian Mingzhou, who has always been calm, has such a panicked side.

Wen Moer was startled, and his heart gradually softened.But he didn't make any claims, but grabbed Yan Chong's sleeve and asked his opinion with cute eyes.

The slightly upturned eyes reveal pure innocence, as if looking into people's hearts, and the small brush-like eyelashes tremble, as if carefully poking Yan Chong's heart.

Even if he was completely unwilling in his heart, how could Yan Chong resist it, and he knew in his heart that he should not block Wen Moer's decision, he respected himself, so he should understand him.

"It's up to you to make up your own mind." Yan Chong sighed, and raised his hand to gently stroke the broken hair on Wen Moer's forehead.

Wen Moer nodded, then turned to Jian Mingzhou and said, "Okay, I'll help you!"

Jian Mingzhou was extremely grateful. If it were someone else, he might have already knelt down, but he was as restrained as he was, so he couldn't do such an exaggerated move.

It's just that the tense shoulders instantly relaxed, a relaxed smile spread out, and immediately he clenched his right fist and placed it at his heart.

"His Royal Highness, I swear by Jane's medical soul, I will always be loyal to you! Never betray!"

Swearing or something is actually quite exaggerated!

Wen Moer slandered inwardly, with a faint smile on his face.

After a long absence, the two came to Jian Mingzhou's small vegetable garden again. Except for a few half-person-high small bamboos scattered around the garden, the rest of the place was the same as before.

Looking at the fresh and strong vegetable seedlings, they couldn't help but think of the days of planting potatoes. The years that used to be monotonous and repetitive, after the precipitation of time, the hardships faded away, leaving only nostalgia.

Jian Mingmei led the two people who had stopped by the vegetable garden to Yuanba, with a trace of apology on her brows, "Xiao Mo, I'm sorry...my brother...he had an accident in Tian Ye Xing, Xue Rui helped him. In Juchen Xing These days, Xue Rui also secretly helped us a few times, my brother and him... and you were involved in the end..."

The person who used to always quarrel with him suddenly became serious, Wen Moer was not used to it, took the initiative to hold Jian Mingmei's hand, shook his head and said: "It's okay, didn't Brother Jian help us at the beginning? If it wasn't for him Provide me and Brother Chong with food and shelter, maybe both of us will starve to death."

He deliberately took Jian Mingmei's hand and shook it coquettishly: "Speaking of being hungry, I'm really hungry, so can you make egg pancakes for me? I haven't eaten for a long time..."

The atmosphere was pulled back a little by him, Jian Mingmei looked at Wen Moer's exaggerated way of rubbing his stomach and saying that he was hungry, and smiled "poof".

"Okay, I'll go right away, I promise I'll take care of it! By the way, I also learned how to make peach crisp biscuits recently. Do you want to eat it?"

"eat!"

After returning to the yard and just sitting down, Wen Moer had half a biscuit in his mouth and before he swallowed it, Jian Mingzhou took the syringe and went out of the house.

He looked unnatural, but Wen Moer rolled up his sleeves generously and shouted: "Brother Jian! Get it quickly, I'm going to learn how to make egg pancakes from Mingmei!"

The embarrassment was instantly resolved by this sound, Jian Mingzhou walked over quickly, just as he opened the medicine box, a cold snort came from beside him, the sound was not too loud, just happened to be heard by everyone.

Needless to say who sent it, Jian Mingzhou was almost stared out by Yan Chong's black eyes along the way.

Fortunately, the amount of blood needed is not much, only a small tube is enough, otherwise he might be beaten up secretly by Yan Chong.

In fact, on the way here, Jian Mingzhou told the two of them the principles of the treatment for his own safety.What extraction, analysis, fusion, a lot of professional vocabulary, Yan Chong listened to it, but didn't understand it.

He only needs to know that drawing a tube of blood will not harm Wen Moer's body, and he doesn't care about saving people, and he is not a living Bodhisattva.

After the blood was drawn, Jian Mingzhou put the test tube containing half of the blood into the medicine box properly, glanced at Wen Moer, who was pressing the pinhole with a cotton swab, and then looked at Yan Chong, whose face was full of distress, and wanted to speak And stop.

"Your Highness, you need to pay attention in the near future..." It was rare for a person who is always straightforward to do things to show a bit of embarrassment, but he really didn't know how to say the next thing.

Wen Moer raised his head and smiled slightly: "Brother Jian, you can just call me Xiao Mo as before, it's too polite."

"What do you need to pay attention to?" Yan Chong took the words and asked in a cold voice.

Facing Yan Chong who is also a male, Jian Mingzhou suddenly felt a lot less pressure, he was a little relieved, and his words were smooth, and he thought for a while: "Although taking blood is not harmful to the body, it is not appropriate to do it in the near future. Children, you have to pay attention."

Kid...kid? ! !

Yan Chong and Wen Moer were stunned at the same time, never would have thought that this is what Jian Mingzhou was going to say!

In the shocked expressions of the two, Jian Mingzhou was puzzled for a moment, and then said something surprising again: "Could it be... you don't have that kind of relationship?"

What kind of relationship?

You made it clear!

At this moment, a faint blush crept up to Wen Moer's ears. He took a peek at Yan Chong who was silent, then lowered his head and smiled secretly.

Yan Chong's complexion was the same as usual, even stiffer than usual, his eyes fell on Wen Moer's lovely curled up hair and turned around.

Then he gave Jian Mingzhou a deep look, and gave a subtle "hmm".

After this episode, the two parties were a little absent-minded, rejected Jian Mingmei's invitation to keep them for dinner, picked up a few cakes in the basket, and left the small vegetable garden.

But they didn't rush back to Qingzha Farm, but walked and returned to the space station where they used to live.

Since returning from Wan Juxing, the two have been busy with various things and have not been here for a long time.

The small vegetable field opened up in the lee is full of weeds, and a few small flowers are mixed in it. Although it is not as neat as the rows of potato green leaves in the past, they are also lovely in their own way.

The two quietly looked at the plants and trees of the space station, and suddenly they looked at each other with a tacit understanding.

"Brother Chong..."

"us……"

Yan Chong lightly hooked the corner of his mouth, with a somewhat interested smile: "You talk first."

"...You should talk about it first." There was a shyness in Wen Moer's bright eyes.

"Okay." Yan Chong took half a step forward, looked directly at Wen Moer's beautiful blue eyes, and said seriously: "Let's stay here for one night."

Unexpectedly, what he said was this, Wen Moer was slightly stunned, and within two seconds, his ears turned red visibly to the naked eye, but he didn't say no, he just lowered his eyes and nodded.

Looking at it, Yan Chong knew that this person might have thought about something, so he didn't point it out. He still raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

"By the way, you don't have something to tell me."

"...Huh?" Wen Moer wrung his fingers and stumbled, "I...seem...forgot."

Yan Chong asked casually, but didn't pay much attention.After looking around, he pointed to the closed space station hatch: "Then I'll clean the room first, and you go to the small warehouse to see if there are any pickled radishes left, which are just right for pancakes."

Wen Moer buried his head in response: "Well, I see."

He didn't dare to raise his head until Yan Chong was completely out of his sight.

At this moment, the two cheeks are already blushing, I really don't know how much I thought about it.

Even though the person who made his heart pound was no longer in front of him, Wen Moer was still ashamed to death, covered his face and rubbed vigorously, and then hurriedly fled to the relatively cool small warehouse.

Exhale shallow hot air, soothe your beating heart in a cool place.

When the afterglow was falling, the two had a very simple dinner under the graceful glow.

Potatoes with a bowl of sweet and sour pickled radishes are simpler than every meal I eat today, as if I have returned to the simple and simple days at the beginning.

Staring at the clouds floating in the sky, Yan Chong suddenly said: "Xiao Mo, in fact, it was purely accidental that I brought you here, and it was entirely my responsibility. I also thought about how to send you back at an appropriate time. To where you belong."

His deep voice is like the mixed red clouds in the sky, the splendor envelops the mysterious and gloomy darkness that is about to come.

Wen Moer held his breath subconsciously, as if his heart was being grasped by an invisible hand and squeezed gently.

And he never thought of running away.

Yan Chong turned his face, looked at the dazed little Yaxi, immediately curled his lips, and sighed: "But, I can't let you go now, this may be a bit domineering, but I have always been a domineering person , isn't it?"

Wen Moore blinked his eyes, wondering if he should nod.

The smile between the handsome eyebrows was even stronger, Yan Chong stepped forward a little, and gently fiddled with the lock of curled hair on Wen Moer's head with his hands, but did not smooth it out, and let it curl up.

"It's so dumb..." I don't know if it means the hair is dumb, or the person is dumb.

Gradually, the hand changed places, from the chestnut hair to the reddish smooth face, and finally stayed on the small and delicate earlobe.

There was a small purple earring given to Wen Moer by Dixiu a few days ago. The gemstone's fine light was just right, flickering like a heartbeat that lost its rhythm.

"You..." Yan Chong took another half step forward and cast deep eyes, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Such a distance is close to embracing someone, but he still maintains rational restraint. He is afraid of frightening people, and also afraid that he will not get the answer he wants.

It turns out that he also has times when he worries about gains and losses.

"I..." To be honest, Wen Moer's mind was in a mess at this time, and he really didn't understand what Yan Chong meant.Who made Yan Chong say too much in one breath and behave too abnormally, he didn't know how to respond at all.

If he didn't respond and was afraid that people would run away, when he was anxious and distressed, those beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help holding Yan Chong's arm tightly in a moment of excitement.

After realizing it, he let go shyly, with the romantic color of sunset glowing on his face.

"Brother Chong, actually..." A pair of wet lips parted slightly, his voice was soft and sweet, "I always remember what happened in the dream, I remember everything."

In the dream... So he thought it was a dream.

"That's not a dream."

"I know not, so I..." Wen Moer blinked, and simply buried his face in Yan Chong's arms, and stopped talking.

I'm so ashamed!

Yan Chongsong hugged the little man in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and then he smiled jokingly, tightly wrapped his hands around the slender waist, and leaned over to speak something in Wen Moer's ear.

The soft and warm wind rose suddenly in the evening, and swept this provocative words into the wind.

But Wen Moer could hear it clearly, the hot air rushed from his face to his brain, making him dizzy, and he didn't dare to look up.

The feeling of being surrounded by heat waves flooded his whole body, different from the throbbing in the illusion, this was a unique bodily reaction of the Zerg.

And all of this is because of my own heart, and also because of the unrestrained aura of the person in front of me.

Wen Moer clung to Yan Chong's skirt, his feet were so weak that he couldn't stand, and his back was tightly supported by a pair of big hands, so as not to fall limp to the ground.

"...Brother Chong." He squeezed out a sentence between his teeth that seemed to be pleading and whispered, with his fair neck upturned and his lips slightly parted, looking fragile and cute.

In the past, Yan Chong would definitely be able to bear it, but they have already lived in this way in the illusion, and the physical attraction is different from the past, unless he doesn't like the person in front of him at all.

But how is that possible?

The heartbeat has told him thousands of times...

he likes.

Therefore, Yan Chong no longer resisted the voice in his heart, lowered his head, and kissed his little female.

……

In the space station, there is only a small yellow lamp on the small wooden table.

There was a hazy figure under the lamp, but they couldn't see clearly. The orange light suddenly trembled, and a sobbing sound revealed the quiet night.

Wen Moer clenched his lips and teeth, quickly swallowed the overflowing cries, frowned, took a deep breath, and persuaded intermittently: "...Brother Chong, let's directly...you will feel uncomfortable like this, and I will... "

Hearing these words, Yan Chong's body couldn't help becoming stiff. Half a moment later, his tall body was lifted up and then pressed down, categorically refusing: "No! Your body is not suitable now...be patient, it will be fine soon."

The deep voice under special circumstances touched the eardrums, and a wave of heat surged into his heart again. Wen Moer really couldn't help it anymore, so he had to bite the pillow and hold back the weeping that didn't know whether it was happiness or torture.

……

In fact, another person who was sweating all over was suffering from the same torture.

Can't go up or down, can't stop, can't completely indulge, it's almost killing him!

Yan Chong secretly vowed that he must control himself in the future?

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