"Boom la la ......"

Hot steam erupted from the gate above, fogging the entire washroom.

Helo lifted Sayero's heavy body and put it on his lap, turned on the shower head, carefully rinsed the frost condensed on the surface of the man's body with hot water, felt the other party's body warm up little by little, his chest rose and fell again, and the tense nerves relaxed.

He looked down at the dark blonde hair of the man in his arms washed away by the hot water, like a clump of seaweed that had been fished ashore. The man leaned his head sideways on his lap, his slender neck hanging down, his handsome face lifeless in the mottled shadows, and his pursed lips a cold dark purple.

How so? Only a fire will trigger the fire extinguishing device, but how can a medical cabin suddenly catch fire? Could it be that the radiation emitted by Sayaro itself or the voltage is unstable?

He shouldn't have left Sayero alone in the medical cabin, he didn't protect him.

With a pang of pain in his heart, he reached out and picked up the man's long wet hair, trying to pull them away from the other's neck, but his five fingers were heavily entangled in the tangled hair, like a fish that had crashed into a fishing net. Hot water is poured into the mouth and nose, and it is difficult to breathe on your own.

OK... Fortunately, he didn't lose this person.

Helo lowered his head and took a breath of hot flashes of air, carefully combed the hair that was tangled in his five fingers, and slowly stroked the man's upper body along the current, trying to heat his body surface below normal body temperature, but found that his hands alone were not enough to achieve this effect, so he pressed his entire upper body up, and wrapped his arms around the opponent's thin waist.

"Sayaro ......"

A few scenes from the hallucination of a moment ago were intertwined back and forth in his mind, and his breathing couldn't help but be a little disturbed, and he closed his eyes, close to the man's chest, and whispered in a suppressed voice.

The sound cut open Sayero's skull like an ice blade, waking him up from his stupor.

Bang Knock...... Bang knock... Bang knock... Bang bang bang ...

Hearing the sound of his heartbeat like a twilight bell gradually accelerating, Helo suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the man in his arms, and was surprised to find that the other's eyes were half-open, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Sayaro tried to move his hands and feet, but unfortunately, in his fully conscious state, his body was like a rusty machine, and it was extremely difficult to lift his arms. Strictly speaking, he is no different from a high paraplegic cripple now.

"Sayara, what do you think? Can you speak? ”

Helo propped himself up and lifted Sayaro up against the wall, his feet slipping, and his lips inadvertently brushed the other's thin, closed lips. In a flash of lightning, Helo dodged murderously, deliberately avoiding Sayero's gaze, and only peeked at the other party's face with his peripheral vision. Shayero's eyes were closed again, his face was expressionless, and his face was so cold that he was ascetic, as if he had offended a god statue.

He had no choice but to put Sayero's arm on his shoulder, help him to the dry sink, take sterile paper and carefully dry his hair, and did not forget to turn on the dryer to maintain the temperature in the room.

It's like taking care of a giant baby with the size of an adult.

While wringing out the water on the man's bangs, the idea came to Herlo.

But there was absolutely no complaint - Sayaro once even washed his underwear. He shook his head, shook off the shameful memories that popped up at an inopportune time, wiped Sayero's face, lowered his head weakly, and grabbed the dryer and blew it at the other person's body in some haste.

Despite seeing each other naked more than once, he couldn't help but heat his face when the man's near-perfect naked-naked body met his sight in the hazy mist.

His gaze deliberately avoided the other person's body, "Maybe Sayaro knew what he did the other day and is awake now", this thought still lingers on his skull.

But now is not the time to worry about that.

Forcibly correcting his distorted thinking, Helo pursed his lips, squatted down with a dryer, and carefully pinched the man's stiff legs from too long of inactivity, like helping a vegetative person rehabilitate.

When Shayero moved his eyes, he could see the young man with his head bowed like a child who had confessed his mistakes.

He could even see his silvery eyelashes flutter slightly, like a butterfly suddenly skimming over his chest, stirring up a wave on his swampy heart lake, and there was a whirlpool hidden beneath that even he feared. He closed his eyes and tried to warn him, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Are you awake, Sayra?"

Helo lowered his head, breaking the silence. Receiving no response, he sighed a little disappointed, "I wish you could wake up." But that doesn't help, does it? I'm not a kid anymore, and I can't always rely on you. ”

"To be honest, I kind of hate you."

Helo said in a low voice.

Sayara's throat slid slightly.

"If I go back six years, I won't go with you." Helo thoughtfully pulled off a piece of sterile paper and clenched it in his hand, "Then the trajectory of my life may be different." Although it won't be as good as you give me... But at least, I don't have to dwell on unrealistic fantasies. ”

Realizing that he was no different from talking to himself, Helo smiled self-deprecatingly, looked up, and found that Sayero had opened his eyes at some point, and for a moment he felt a sense of shame.

Sayaro woke up.

Helo immediately stood up, crackled the bottles and cans on the dryer base and the shelf, and threw the paper on his hand into the vacuum toilet on the side, like a thief-minded molester, and hurriedly helped the other party up: "I'll help you out." ”

He leaned over and picked up Sayero, his back pressed against the other's chest, the raised steel nails slightly cool.

The blood vessels under Sayara's skin bulged out.

Even if he didn't have to open his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the other party's flushed cheeks, and the clean and green body odor seeped into his nose with the vapor, like a spider web enveloping all his senses.

He held his breath to resist the urge to take a deep sniff, and for a moment, his body seemed to break through some kind of shackle, and Sayaro moved his fingers with difficulty, and the tips of his fingertips gently brushed the waist of the person in front of him.

The act was like an electric shock that sent Herlo so hard that he nearly hit the door, and he held on to the doorknob of the bathroom, and was crushed to his knees by his much more muscular body.

The alloy façade is like a mirror, reflecting the overlapping figures of two people, and there is no intimacy that has never been there.

Sayara's arms were propped up on the side of his head, stained with tiny droplets of water, and the pale blue veins on his forearms emerged from under the skin, like cracks in a glass bottle, as if they would shatter at any moment, oozing bright red blood. His legs were shaking violently, as if it was extremely difficult to support his weight. Helo was keenly aware of this and raised half of Sayero's arm.

"Sayero...... What just happened? He froze, "How could there be a fire in the medical cabin?" ”

“……”

Sayaro couldn't respond, a sense of guilt burning his heart, making his faint breathing a little messy. What to say? He used his mind to molest him?

There was no substantive answer, but the air currents that lingered on the back of his neck became a little burning, and a red tide spread from the root of Helo's ear to his neck. The water flowed down the young man's back, and the graceful flying fish tattoo looked like a fairy out of the water, but it seemed to be nailed to the spine by seven ugly steel nails.

Sayero's eyes were in sharp pain.

He knew all too well what it was, what kind of pain it had to endure and how much it cost to the person to whom it was given. What's more, for people who are congenitally weak, this kind of surgery to transform the body is no less than the most cruel punishment in the world. The distant picture reappeared in front of him, the weak boy curled up under him, obediently bearing the pain of growth given by his own hands.

The boy gritted his arm's teeth, small and sharp, and his forbearance cries made him happy and distressed. With a laser pointer in one hand, he leaned close to his reddened earlobe to tell him the meaning of the tattoo.

"Brother... What did you draw on my back? Is it the same alien dragon as you? The kind of four-dimensional creature that can tear through time? ”

"No, it's the Silverwing Rover. A kind of free spirit that wanders in space. ”

-- The silvery-white flying fish that came to Earth with the meteorite rain was almost transparent in the sea, and when it spread its thin, sharp scales and leaped into the sky, it would emit a dazzling light, like a sharp sword, piercing through the clouds and flying into the vast expanse of outer space, turning into an eternal star in the Milky Way.

Helo did it, but at the cost of the carefree life he wanted to give him.

The heart seemed to be drilled into a deep hole by the steel nails that had been driven into the other party's back, and Sayero's mouth was full of blood, and his heart was so distressed that even a breath was connected to the whole intestines. At the same time, a strong desire for possessiveness followed by a desire to protect, hammering and pressing his heart, making him unable to bear the urge to put the other person in his cage and love him fiercely.

Unaware of what the other party was thinking, Helo straightened up and lifted Saya Weian's body up, trying to leave a little space suitable for speaking, but the weight of the other party's whole body was on him, obviously not deliberately unable to stand up. He had no choice but to give up the struggle, grabbed one of the man's hands, put it on the hatch in front of him, and lowered his voice: "What did you want to sue me that day?" The bloody words on my cabin door were left by you, didn't you? Sayero, what happened to you at the base? ”

Sayara's pupils constricted.

The chaotic and bloody picture flashed in front of me like a shaky movie lens in front of me for a moment, the figure floating in the transparent petri dish, the distorted and painful human face, the broken and distorted flesh-body... At the moment of dying, he forcibly injected himself with the "flower of evil", forced into hibernation, and struggled with the pain of life and death......

This qiē involves a huge dark force, and he will never involve Helo.

The string of blood words he left behind when he was unconscious was only stored as a last word in a last resort. But alas, this kid is far more stubborn than he thought. If he hadn't stopped him in time, Helo might have turned the absurd and dangerous "hacking into his brain" a reality.

His fingers trembled, and so did Helo's nerves, staring intently at his steam-stained fingertips, marking a crooked string of symbols on the hatch.

It was taught to him by Sayero, a secret language used in some international espionage organizations, which could be translated through the code of an electronic chess game.

Naturally, it was of little use at the time, just a game that they were all happy to play in their spare time, but it has worked a lot now, years later.

"Remembered. I need a little time to translate. By the way, since you can't communicate like a normal person, in order to facilitate my investigation, do you mind if I invade your brain? He turned his face sideways, raised his chin, and asked in a deliberative tone.

"I'll need to figure out what happened to the base and your disappearance, this is a mission assigned to me by the higher-ups of Thorn Paradise." He paused and slowed down, "I forgot to tell you that during your disappearance, your position as commander of the G1 base was temporarily relieved, and I am the ombudsman in charge of investigating your base, which is your boss. In other words, you have to obey my commands. We're all employed in the Thorn Paradise, and it's a matter of cooperation with each other, don't you think? ”

The little rabbit who had been cared for in the palm of his hand said calmly, his tone was really like a commander facing a subordinate, and Sayero's heart was like being scratched by a cat's claw.

He knew that this little flying fish, which he had kept in the glass jar for fear of being contaminated a little by the outside world, had really jumped out of the palm of his hand, and he couldn't catch it.

"If you agree, blink twice. If you don't agree......"

Helo stared at him, seeing that Sayero narrowed his eyes, but he didn't mean to blink at all.

Those deep smoky gray eyes are like the sea in the night mist, reflecting a mysterious and distant cold light that can never be seen through, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

-- This is my world. He seemed to hear Sayaro speak silently.

Heloh felt a sharp pain in what had been missing something in his heart for years.

He's never... Never really entered the world of Sayara.

They are like siblings, even closer than ordinary brothers, but they are always separated by a layer of invisible and untouchable glass.

His soul never touched the heart of the man he longed for, and he always looked up at each other through the cruel and unbreakable shackles, like a fish kept in a glass tank. And Sayero is indeed looking down on him all the time.

He blinked, and suddenly felt the urge to cry, but a cold smile appeared on his face. He doesn't cry anymore, and the tears have long since been lost in the six years since Sayaro left.

He had let him live in the clouds, and he had thrown him into hell overnight, and his cruelty came as suddenly as his gentleness.

"If you don't agree...... I'll do the same. You can't stop me anymore, Sayara. I'm fed up with obeying you, being chained and left behind, forever like a pet. ”

He stared at the man behind him through the reflection of the metal hatch, his eyes like ice slag.

A devouring urge welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Sayara's pupils constricted.

If he could move, he would do something.

He struggled to lift a hand, his clay-like legs causing him to uncontrollably lean forward with the open door, crushing the man in front of him to the ground.

The soft ends of the young man's hair swept across his Adam's apple, causing his entire lungs to boil, bursting black bubbles one after another, enough to form a whirlpool of ripples that spread out.

He closed his eyes and heard his heart tremble, stoic hiss.

The sharp pain he had expected after falling to the ground did not come, and Helo felt dizzily and touched the steel nails on his back, only to realize in horror that Sayero's palm was actually on his waist, holding him up.

He set up Sayero, glanced around, and noticed the strange look of Ando waiting outside the door, and Helo couldn't help but have the illusion of "being caught and raped in bed for people to watch" - and he had to admit that the situation where he and Sayero fell out of the door like this is indeed a bit reverie.

"You... How long will you be stupid? Don't come and take a hand yet! He gritted his teeth.

Ando hurriedly stepped up, lifted Sayero's feet, put them into the new medical cabin, and closed the glass cover. The pale blue thermostatic nutrient solution gushed out of the catheter, gradually filling the inside of the closed medical cabin, and Ando found that Sayra's eyes were actually open, and he looked down at Helo looking down at him without blinking, like a floating corpse unwilling to be drowned, and his eyes were full of terrifying anger.

However, Helo was in a condescending posture, expressionlessly letting the nutrient solution pass over Sayero's body little by little, and pressed the "deep sleep" button on the control keyboard of the medical cabin.

His queen-like demeanor made Ando hard, but then he suddenly reacted, and was taken aback, if anyone dared to act rashly against Sayero, this kid would have gone crazy a long time ago, why did he seem to be a different person today, and he made a mess of himself?

- What's going on with these two brothers? One is more neurotic than the other!

"Wait... Wait a minute! Helo, what's going on? Is Sayaro awake? Didn't you say that you used the simulated uterus mode to fix it, what did you press randomly? Deep hibernation? Are you forcing him to sleep? He's been lying for six years?! Ando made a somewhat incoherent stroke.

Helo crossed his arms and ignored him, just staring at the medical chamber quietly.

The translucent nutrient solution had completely submerged the figure in the glass, and the eyes that had been staring at him just now were weakly half-closed, the long dark golden hair was scattered, and the body swayed in the liquid and fluctuated slightly, like a mermaid trapped in a water tank, exuding a mysterious and forbidden beauty.

After a while, Helo retracted his gaze, and his slender white fingers flicked the glass: "It's more convenient to hypnotize him and invade his brain, isn't it." ”

Ando felt as if he was looking at a shark and saying, "I want to touch it", and an indescribable taste suddenly welled up in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He wondered in his heart how he should persuade Sayaro when he woke up to prevent this kid's ass from being beaten into sixteen pieces.

"Let's go, I'll give him a little time to go into deep hibernation, I'll go to the bridge and have a look." With that, Herlo stepped aside and woke up the four mederad androids standing in the doorway.

They all walked to the medical chamber and squeezed Ando, who was intently observing Sayra.

"From today onwards, no one is allowed to approach this medical chamber without my permission, and patients are strictly forbidden to come out of it, and an alarm will be raised immediately if a suspicious situation is found, and it will be done."

He typed in a series of commands, glanced at the medical pod, and walked out.

***

Ando put away his chin that was about to fall, looked at Sayaro's face through the glass, and couldn't help muttering, "I said that you are too miserable, you have fallen to the point of being at the mercy of your little rabbit... However, I am in favor of invading your brain. As your informant, I'll also have to figure out what's going on on your base ship on this planet before I can cooperate with you in the mission below. Damn the CIA high-level who always assigns you such dangerous work, it's really impersonal at all...... An agent like you who has made great contributions in the war should retire with peace of mind! ”

Ando pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly: "Weren't you miserable enough back then...... The matter of Ailing has made you stumble for so long, and finally you have Helo...... Damn, I shouldn't have told you this. ”

He lifted the frame, leaned his elbow on the medical cabin, and patted the glass like an old friend who had been absent for a long time, "Hey, I don't know if you can hear it, as an old friend, I have to confess something to you." During your absence, I fell in love with Helo, and he didn't look like he was interested in women, he was so beautiful, I don't think there was any woman who stood with him and wasn't ashamed. If I chase him, you should be fine, right? I'm sorry...... I really need someone to confide in my pent-up love. ”

Not feeling the water pressure in the cabin increase silently, he continued to himself, "I know he has that kind of feeling for you, but you can't respond to him, right?" I can imagine your awkward feelings, after all, Ailing is your brother...... And he died so badly. If I had changed, I wouldn't have been able to do it. ”

"What I ask, though, have you ever thought about what would happen if Hero one day learned the truth? You created him out with your own hands, fostered him in an orphanage for ten years, ran off to carry out a mission, and when you came back, you pretended to adopt him, and left him behind for another six years."

"To be honest, sometimes I really want to sue him and make him completely dead to you. You guy is really cruel sometimes......" The slender eyes blinked behind the lenses, hiding helpless melancholy, "I don't dare to love him, but let him drink to quench his thirst, I feel very distressed." I want to protect him, and if you can't do it anymore, I'll be the guardian. ”

He said solemnly as if he had sworn an oath, and then whistled again, and left the medical area, leaving behind the sentence "Old friends will meet again".

Click, click, click, click.........

The sound of distant footsteps faded into a drumming liquid that was almost solidified, and the room was filled with a dead silence that bordered on meditation. The man's nerves were throbbing in his skull, like a poisonous insect lurking in the mire, and he opened his eyes silently, and there was no light at all.

"Click-"

The water pressure suddenly increased, and a crack opened in the glass of the medical chamber.

***

Outside, the thunderstorm clouds that had just faded are making a comeback, and an even bigger storm is clearly brewing.

The visual range became extremely limited, and from the window, only a thick gray-white mist could be seen, as if a large mass of cotton wool had wrapped the earth, and even the outline of the "Devil's Mountain" not far from their warship could be seen.

The take-off conditions were extremely poor.

Helo had finally realized how unpredictable the weather in outer space could be, and he couldn't imagine how people who had been working on alien bases for a long time could have adapted.

Looking out the window, he felt a little suffocated in his chest.

"Okay, let's see what's going on in the past few days."

Nightingale called up the surveillance footage and turned it to the holographic projector, and in a few days, each of their actions turned into several dynamic small stages in an instant, all of which appeared in the surroundings.

Everyone divided their work to look at their own footage, and Helo followed the timeline to the night two days ago, and after watching it for a moment, his heart skipped a beat.

The same time gap as the 12 hours they lost came on the night he ran into Sayero trying to escape from the warship. There was not much content left in the surveillance footage of the whole night, and a sentence made the indoor temperature drop to freezing point, and the bird was silent for a while.

Just then, all of a sudden, there was a thunderclap outside, followed by a shrill siren of extreme weather throughout the cabin.

"The air pressure outside the cabin is rising rapidly, and it is about to reach a critical value......

Hero looked at the flickering numbers on the console and quickly sat down in the driver's seat, "There's a hurricane forming, we need to take off and leave this planet now." ”

Before the hurricane hit the land, the warship's launcher was almost activated, and it rushed high into the air at the same time as the huge gravitational force formed by the wind current, leaving the planet's atmosphere at the speed of light.

After confirming that it was out of danger, Helo adjusted the warship to a normal high speed, set its sailing trajectory, and drove itself at one-tenth of the speed of light. The nearby interstellar colony was not far away, and they didn't have to shorten their journey through the Guò wormhole again, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.

After all, it's not always good luck to avoid the black hole in the wormhole.

But I have to say that their luck is indeed good.

On the screen of the driver's window, a terrifying vortex was gradually forming on the surface of the planet they had just fled, so large that it covered almost half the area of the planet, sucking all the nebulae in the stratosphere into it, like a small wormhole, tearing apart the space around them.

"Go get some rest, sir, it's safe to drive now, and there's someone else to help you drive, it's okay. You don't seem to be in good shape. ”

The White Eagle looked worriedly at the young man's pale face.

"I'm sorry for you." Helo nodded, wiped the sweat from his forehead, opened the safety buckle and stepped out of the driver's seat, transcribing all the messages that Sayaro had sent him to the computer screen, translating the characters of the electronic chess with special meanings one by one from memory.

Xu was too far away from the time, and he didn't learn this code very deeply that was only used for international espionage, and only translated a few words piecemeal.

When they were put together, Helo immediately felt a steel needle pierce his nerve, making him shiver in pain.

- Kill me and dispose of the body.

Sayero, why?

He clenched the pen in his hand and sat down in a cold sweat, in fact, he knew very well in his heart that even if no one sued him, the answer was obvious.

Whatever the reason, Sayero's body developed some kind of irrepressible pathology, which led him to think that it was the most rational way to deal with it.

Was it parasitized by a visitor from outside the sky, or was it infected by a virus called the "Flower of Evil"?

Neither is quite the same.

Despite his aggressiveness, Sayaro is still self-conscious, and it is impossible for him to suffer either the former or the latter without destroying his brain nerves and retaining his ability to think.

But why, would he mention the serum that can suppress the "flower of evil"? He's not at all as insane and brutal as the Evil Flower Infected, except... That night.

We have to figure out this qiē, and we have to go back to the source and find a way to cure Sayra.

Helo's fingers trembled uncontrollably, as if he were in a bitterly cold polar region.

"Didi-Di-"

At this moment, a special communication signal suddenly sounded and startled him.

It was a request for communication from headquarters.

Holograms are spread out on the large screen of the command platform. Metallic hovering seats float in from a distance, revealing a tall figure in front of them.

The man in the chair had beautiful long blue hair, a beautiful face that could not be distinguished, and a silver uniform that signified his indispensable senior position in "Thorn Paradise".

As an Inquisitor who can represent the Governor, this □□ man named "Snow" is different from the □□ garbage that is produced in batches, he is a near-perfect, transcendent being, an extremely cold and unflawed Order, with eyes straight into the brain of the Thorn Governor.

Herlo involuntarily tensed his back and erased the handwriting on the screen without leaving a trace.

"G1 Base Rescue Team, you have lost contact with headquarters for three months, and you must report to me the results of your actions during this time, and send me the relevant video recordings."

"Understood, Chief Snow, we have found the survivor, the commander of the G1 base, Sayero." Helo nodded, and couldn't help but suddenly be a little glad that there was a gap in the surveillance footage.

"Good. I would like to inform you that survivors found in the base, whether alive or not, will be sent to the nearest colony of Paradise of Thorns, and we will send a mothership to pick you up. Please keep in mind that your search and rescue operation is highly classified, and if we find a leak, we will take extreme measures to deal with it. ”

"Yes, Chief Snow, we will arrive at your designated colony in three sidereal days, please send me the coordinates of the solar system."

Helo held his breath and looked at the screen, staring at the other party's moving lips, cold sweat drenching his clothes. It was still unknown what the Thorn Heaven would do with Sayero, but they were under the close surveillance of the Thorn Heaven, and no matter how powerful he was, there was no way to escape from the palm of the Thorn Governor.

The power of this arms smuggling syndicate is so huge, it is headquartered in Hong Kong, the world's most prosperous and chaotic free trade city, and has its own strongholds on the territory and colonial satellites of the United States, Germany, China, Britain, and Japan.

"And, Helo......"

Snow's tone suddenly changed to that of a dark, majestic middle-aged man, and was tinged with human affection.

Heloh immediately realized that it was the Governor of Thorns himself talking to him.

As if through Snow's eyes, he saw the man sitting high in a leather chair with a metal helmet that was always half obscured by a knight-like metal helmet, and his spine couldn't help but tighten.

"I hope you will return to Hong Kong as soon as possible for the next Asia Caucus. Your hacking skills are excellent, you shouldn't just be an inquisitor, that would be too condescending. If you can complete this assignment smoothly, I will promote you to my secretary at the meeting and handle some important network affairs for me. ”

"Secretary"—the word with some ambiguous meaning leaped into Helo's eardrums, and he nodded stiffly, his scalp tingling: "Yes, Lord Doge." ”

Although he knew that the Governor of Thorns wanted him to do the very things he liked to challenge as a hacker, a pressure instantly overwhelmed him.

At that time, what he said to Sayaro was not just angry - since he had a contact with the Governor during a certain transaction, he was promoted by the Governor repeatedly, and even sent him a message vaguely expressing his desire to get close to him, and he "volunteered" to take charge of the search and rescue mission at the remote G1 base, so as to avoid the Governor's favor.

He didn't dare to think about what would happen if he returned to Hong Kong, should he take Sayero to play with the world and evaporate?

Thinking like this, he was already covered in cold sweat.

After the communication ended, he walked to the bathroom on the orbital module and washed his face, and when he returned to the bridge, Ando came out of nowhere, and put his arms around his shoulders with a smile: "Hey, baby, it was really dangerous just now, we escaped death, shouldn't we have a party to celebrate?" ”

"What about the others?" Helo returned to the wheelhouse, sat down, turned on the automatic sailing mode, and the tense body relaxed, put his two long legs on the control panel, took a cup of mojito in Ando's hand, and took a small sip. His Adam's apple slid slightly with his swallowing, his soft silver hair fell down, and his neck leaning back on the back of the chair formed a graceful arc, which was integrated with the smooth lines of his waist and legs, like a snow leopard lying lazily on a high place, cold and unruly.

Ando admired the posture of the person in front of him, took off the lenses, wiped them and put them back on, his slender eyes narrowed into a slit, and he squinted at him slyly: "To be honest, I was a little expecting you to invade Sayero's brain." I'd also like to know what this guy thinks. There's one thing I've always been weird about......"

"Huh?"

"Once I went on a mission with Sayero, and went to a nightclub in the satellite colony of Thorn Paradise, you know it's all rich people's gold caves, my God, it's really a paradise, you can buy any kind of Kronn slave, even the sample of that alien half-breed young model Reiko who is popular all over the world......"

Helo resisted the urge to punch Ando's jaw off, and interrupted him impatiently: "Talk about the point! ”

"So of course, in order to hide our identities, Sayero and I also chose a slave each."

As soon as these words came out, Ando found that the young man unconsciously clenched his fists, and the green tendons on the back of his hands jumped.

"I chose a big-breasted beauty," he blew into the young man's tightly buttoned neckline in a long voice, ignoring the angry young man in the co-pilot, and slowed down, "and Sayero chose a teenager who I think looks very much like you, of course, not as beautiful as one-tenth of you." I was next door to him, and I overheard him the slave. ”

"At that time...... He's been calling a name. ”

"Your name."

The man's damp breath lingered in his ears, causing Helo to almost jump up like electricity.

His face burned red like an evening cloud, and even the tips of his ears were so white that he was still sitting upright in his chair, but the blood in his whole body was already rushing to the top of his head.

Ando stretched his waist and observed the silent young man at this time with interest: "At that time, I found out that this guy Sayaro was serious on the surface, but he was a beast in his bones, and he actually wanted to raise a child by himself, tsk, more than me." You don't know how wild he was that night, and he that Cronn slave to the ground...... It's not me who said, don't look at Sayero's cold ♂ look, his ** is very strong, seven or eight times a night is not a problem, if you really change your little guy"

"You're enough! Don't make a big deal out of it. ”

Knowing that this guy didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, Helo grinded his back molars, grabbed the other man's collar with one hand and pulled him up from the chair, his heart beating wildly, "Get out." ”

The sven scum who succeeded in the flirtation grinned triumphantly, raised his hands in surrender and took a few steps back: "If it's okay, I'll go to the real room." Before you invade Sayero's brain, maybe I can make some new discoveries, and maybe find a cure for him. ”

"Wait."

Helo clenched the glass in his hand: "I want to see it too." ”

"Wow - what a surprise that you're willing to step into my secret garden? Can I understand that you have begun to accept me, baby? Ando exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"One more word of nonsense and I'll blow up your goddamn secret garden to ashes."