love future tense

Life without Qi Lianshi is still going on, and Dong'er doesn't seem to be affected much. During the day, he still trains and eats with Sang and the others. In fact, he has always been very grateful to them for helping him so selflessly, and he works harder when he is grateful for exercise. Dong'er Knowing that there is always a banquet, Sang and Muke will definitely leave, and I should cherish these good times.

After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa and watched TV. Donger, Sang, and Muke chatted with each other.

"Sang is a doctor, so he must be very skilled in medicine, right?" Dong'er looked at Sang and asked curiously. He always thought that Sang was perfect.

"Hehe," Sang smiled lightly, "it's not too bad."

"Huh?" How good is it?

"Why is Dong'er asking that?"

"Because Sang looks so powerful." He was never in a hurry, and he seemed to know everything when talking to Muke and the others. Muke and Qi Lianshi were soldiers, and Sang was a doctor, but Sang could talk to Muke, Qi Lianshi discusses mechs, and when talking to himself, Sang can answer no matter what he asks, Sang is like an encyclopedia.

"Hehe, is that right? Do I look good in Dong'er's eyes?" Dong'er nodded quickly.

Muke snorted unhappily, and Dong'er quickly said: "Muke is also very good." There are scars all over the body, the fight must be very powerful.

The power of Mu Ke and Sang was classified into two categories in Dong'er's heart, one is brain power, and the other is strength of force. Simply put, Sang has a well-developed mind and Mu Ke has well-developed limbs.

"How many years has Sang been a doctor?"

"Five years."

"Oh." Although Sang didn't look old, he felt like an old pedant, "How old is Sang?"

"32 years old, Dong'er feels the youngest?"

Dong'er shook his head. He has only been a doctor for five years, so Sang started practicing medicine at the age of 27, "Should I be called Uncle Sang?" Dong'er is only 16 years older than Sang, and he has never talked about his age before. I always thought that Sang was only 25 or [-] years old.

"Hehe, Dong'er is called Big Brother Qi but I'm Uncle, so I'm a generation older than Qi."

Dong'er was stunned for a moment, and asked, "How old is Brother Qi?" He always forgot to ask, and he didn't know how old Brother Qi was until he left.

"28 is old."

"Really?" It turned out that Brother Qi was ten years older than him, and Dong'er was in a daze. Brother Qi had been gone for a week.

"Dong'er misses Big Brother Qi?" Sang saw the trance in Dong'er's eyes, and interrupted his thoughts aloud, time will change everything and dilute the memory, and Sang will slowly erase the color that belongs to Qi Lianshi in Dong'er's heart.

Dong'er shook her head, not because she thought about it, but because she never forgot about it for a moment, "Muk... how old is he?" Could it be that he is also at the uncle level?

"Thirty." Muck replied coolly.

Dong'er was speechless for a moment, a group of old men, I don't know when I learned to complain, Dong'er thought happily. "Yes, you and Brother Qi are both friends, and friends are always of the same age."

Sang smiled slightly, noncommittal, "Dong'er thinks we are all a bunch of old men."

Dong'er looked surprised, his expression betrayed his thoughts, realizing that his expression had betrayed himself, Dong'er turned to watch TV in embarrassment.

"Pfft, hahaha..." Dong'er's embarrassed look pleased Sang, she was such an honest child.

Mu Ke's expression was slightly distorted, and he roared in his heart, 30 years old is very old?I'm still young, okay, fuck you fucking old man.

"Dong'er should socialize more with children of the same age, isn't it boring to be with old men like us?"

Dong'er's expression paused slightly, and he didn't say anything, but he remembered the time when he was excluded by children of the same age. He couldn't find the memory of being happy with children of the same age in his memory.

Sang had a panoramic view of Dong'er's expression, her expression was still calm, "Is there anything Dong'er likes to play?"

Dong'er was stopped by the question, and recalled it carefully, he didn't seem to have played anything since he was a child, so he didn't know what he liked to play, so he shook his head blankly.

"Dong'er doesn't have anything you want?"

what do you want?Dong'er made a thoughtful gesture, wanting Brother Qi.Dong'er once again shook her head blankly with an expression of being questioned.I couldn't get what I wanted since I was a child, so I learned not to want anything. If I don't want it, I won't be sad. After I get it, I won't be afraid of losing it.

Sang patted the top of Dong'er's head, and fell silent for a moment. Dong'er remembered the scene when Qi Lianshi touched the top of his head.

"Want to play mecha?" Muke asked abruptly.

Dong'er turned to look at Mu Ke blankly, was he asking himself?Dong'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded cautiously.

"Let's go, I'll take you to play with the mecha." Mu Ke did as he said, stood up vigorously and lifted Dong'er's arm.

Sang didn't stop, but just watched with a smile as Mook carried Dong'er into the warehouse like a chick. There was a special mecha warehouse there, left when Mr. Wright was there.

Opening the warehouse door, a ten-meter-high battle mech stood there. Dong'er's mouth and eyes became O-shaped. The warehouse was empty before, and there was no mecha at all. Where did this battle mech come from?

"This is my special battle mech, named Chi Tian." Although Mu Ke's face was calm, his tone still couldn't hide his pride.

"What a handsome mecha." Although the color of the whole body is low-key and dull (this is to not be so eye-catching so as not to become a living target), those muscles made of steel look so strong and powerful, just like a majestic warrior, just standing there The momentum of the whole body has already knocked down the enemy.Apart from Shuai Dong'er, he couldn't find any other adjectives. He felt that his language vocabulary was too poor.

The corner of Muck's mouth curled up unconsciously. This is his mecha, of course it is handsome, "Go, I will take you into the cab."

There is an external ladder on the side of the mecha leading to the driver's cab. The several-meter-high ladder, Mook, with Dong'er in his arms, swished up like an ape. There was a signal transmitter on Mook's body. Order to open the cab.

There is no co-pilot's seat in the not-so-spacious cab. Dong'er looked at the narrow space. He didn't dare to touch any of the joystick buttons. After thinking about it, he might as well squat behind the driver's seat. pole or something.

Mook sat in the driver's seat and brought Dong'er into his arms in the same posture as when he was on the ladder, and sat on his lap, "Stay here and don't move around."

Dong'er was warned not to move.

The cockpit is closed, put on the brain wave transceiver, and turn on the MR force field. The electronic girl reminds that there are extra life forms in the cockpit. Mook instructed, "Connect with the conventional bioelectric carrier."

Then various lights flickered, the sky in the underground warehouse opened, Mook pushed the push rod device at hand, the mecha vibrated slightly, and the omnidirectional screen displayed the external situation, Donger saw the mecha rising slowly, they flew up.

With her heart pounding, Dong'er excitedly thought that this was a battle mech, and usually she could only look at pictures, but today she not only saw a real battle mech, but even sat in it.The little stars in the eyes popped out.

Rising to a certain height, the mecha suddenly rushed into the air. The back of the mecha opened the wings similar to the wings of an airplane. The wings did not extend to the sides like an airplane, but only opened at an angle of about 30 degrees to the mecha, like a dragonfly. Open wings.

Then the mecha performed various difficult actions in the air, such as switching the ion gun instantaneously during a fast dive, turning sideways 360 degrees, and shooting in all directions. Then stick to the ground and tell it to slide into the air, and the garbage on the ground is blown out of a tunnel by the airflow injected by the powerful propeller.

The all-round display screen in the cab makes people feel like they are on the scene, watching the sky go up and down, and suddenly hit the ground and slide on the ground, Donger's heart also goes up and down, seeing It almost stops beating when it hits the ground.

After a series of high-risk maneuvers, the mecha stopped steadily in the air. Dong'er felt as if she had died once. She was covered in sweat, and her whole body was tense and stiff due to excessive adrenal hormone secretion.

"How is it? Do you want to come again?" Muck's voice was a little excited. It's been a long time since I touched the mecha, and I finally came out to exercise my muscles and bones today.

Again?Dong'er felt that her heart had just returned to a normal frequency, and she was about to die suddenly, her little head shook violently, expressing her reluctance strongly.

The fluffy little head was rubbing against his chest, sitting sideways on Muck's lap, holding his waist tightly with both hands, Mook looked down at the top of the man in his arms, feeling like a feather was stirring back and forth in his heart, It made his heart itchy, but he couldn't scratch it, and cursed in his heart, damn it.

Mook landed the mecha to the ground, retracted the wings on the back, turned off the thrusters, and the mecha began to walk on the ground. The natural environment of this planet is too harsh and there are no plants. Even if there is an occasional plant in the garbage, it is the vitality of thorns. A tenacious species.

After calming down for a while, the stiffness of Dong'er's body gradually eased, and she began to tremble slightly, especially her hands were a little cramped, and she leaned against Mook's arms with a weak expression and gasped for breath.

Mook soon discovered that something was wrong with Dong'er's body. He stopped the mech and lowered his head to check if there was anything wrong with Dong'er's body. After some inquiries and his hands, he found that the trembling and convulsions caused by excessive adrenal hormone secretion were relieved. Take a breath.

Mu Ke gently kneaded Dong'er's shoulders and arms to help him relieve the muscle soreness after stiffness. He squeezed his big hand to the wrist and gently held the thin arm. not open.Muke's strong fingers caressed Dong'er's fingers, the proportions were like the hands of adults and children, and gently opened Dong'er's fingers to prevent the nails from getting embedded in the palm.

Dong'er's palms were covered in cold sweat, and his whole body was a little pale, especially when there was no blood on his hands. Mu Ke couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He forgot that this little thing was as fragile as a child, so he gently kneaded Dong'er's fingers. , his arms tightly wrapped around his body, and one hand caressed casually on Dong'er's body, trying to relieve the tension in his body.

"I'm sorry..." Dong'er tremblingly apologized to Mu Ke, not because she was afraid, but because her body hadn't recovered yet, and her vocal cords were still a little tense.

Muck patted his head and didn't answer him.Mu Ke patted Dong'er's body over and over again.

The body was relieved slowly, and the trembling stopped, but she felt that all the strength in her body seemed to be taken away. Dong'er complained in her heart that she was too useless, and Mook must look down on herself.

Mu Ke felt that the body in his arms was no longer as stiff as before, and at this moment, he was leaning on him as if he had no bones. Dong'er was weak and helpless, as weak as a cub that had been separated from its mother at birth, and at this moment it was like seeking protection. Huddled in his arms, the feeling that as long as Muck is willing, this little cub can be taken away by him at will, like an electric current, running along Muck's back and rushing straight to the back of his head, his blood is surging for a moment, and his breath is heavy The spit on the top of Dong'er's hair.

Gradually, Dong'er felt a little stronger, but Mu Ke's thick arms were holding her body, and she couldn't do it for a while, but she was not so familiar and intimate with Mu Ke, so Dong'er felt a little at a loss and a little scared.

"Muk..." Dong'er softly shouted.

"Huh?" Mu Ke was immersed in the strange feeling that Dong'er brought to him, and lightly hummed lightly from his nose casually.

"You...where shall we go later?" He actually wanted to go back. Although it was the first time in his life to ride a battle mech, for a person who had never even ridden a roller coaster, he was very worried that if he did it again There will be a myocardial infarction or a direct spitting of Muke.

"Where do you want to go?" Muck's voice was low and hoarse.

Dong'er didn't notice Mu Ke's strangeness, so she replied cautiously: "I don't know where to go, I've been staying in the house all the time, and I don't know much about the outside world." The master, but he didn't fulfill the friendship of the landlord, Qi Lianshi and the others brought all the delicious food, and entertained themselves by the way.

Mu Ke didn't pay attention to what they were saying, but subconsciously replied: "Then take you around."

Speaking of manipulating the mecha, he began to walk in the wilderness full of garbage again. It seemed more appropriate to change the environment to green mountains and green waters.

Dong'er really wanted to go back, but Muke wanted to go for a walk, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only "take a walk" with Muke in this barren place. To be honest, there was nothing but dust and wind, which was really boring.

In the cockpit, neither Mook nor Dong'er spoke. Dong'er thought that Muck would go back after turning around, but Mook was obviously focusing on the soft body in his arms at the moment, thinking wildly. Why is Dong'er so soft?Is it because of the breeder?

The incubators on the capital planet are actually similar to ordinary people, and some are even big and three rough. It is because of this that Muke feels that instead of agreeing to be the partner of the incubator and being restrained, it is better to find a man to vent his physical needs, anyway. Everyone is pretty much the same except that they can't have children.

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