Chapter 272 Warmth in the Laboratory

Self-discipline, keep a proper distance from others and live a cautious life.

This has always been the principle strictly observed by Duan Muyu.

For him, because of the specialness of his body, he has too many things that modern science can't explain, such as when it will end, life that seems to be far away, and talented talents.

Other people's lives have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't need to care. No matter how close people are, they are essentially unable to communicate.

He doesn't force it, and he has been living like this for a long time, changing one identity after another.

It's like setting up a sophisticated instrument until the man inexplicably broke into his life.

A man who is completely opposite to him, reckless, self-centered and natural.

And now, the person who disturbed his rhythm and pace has finally left.

I don't know how long it took to recover and find that he was thinking about it again. He couldn't help frowning, frowning slightly, and then naturally suppressed his thoughts and looked back as usual.

Duan Muyu's life has always been very regular, because there is a period of long-term virus torture and seclusion every year when he can't go out because of the rainforest climate, so he gradually dilutes his appetite. Sometimes, living on nutrient solution for half a month in a row is not a big deal.

However, the overlap is completely different.

Since the living area was planned in the laboratory, he has even set up a series of cooking utensils such as mini induction cookers, and will get up early in the morning to go to the morning market to prepare the daily amount of ingredients in the refrigerator.

Duan Muyu did try at the beginning, such as letting Agutai throw away the messy things that the other party brought in directly, or continue to be in a cold war state, and no longer give the other party a good look.

However, the other party's face was so thick that he was not annoyed, but asked him with a smile if he wanted to eat together.

From the first bite of egg noodles, he realized from the other party's eyes that something was about to change.

It was already 10:30 p.m. When Duan Muyu looked up at the clock on the wall, he was stunned to find that it had arrived so late. His stomach was faintly painful because he had not eaten for two consecutive days. He frowned and picked up the syringe beside him to find out painkillers and nutrients. Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand reached into the cabinet, it was stiff.

Next to the painkiller, there is a tube of hanging noodles.

"If you are hungry in the future, you should eat well, or you will really die early."

The man's smiling voice seemed to ring in his ear, and Duan Muyu even felt that he could vaguely remember the smile when the other party said this.

The sword eyebrows immediately frowned slightly, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his indifferent eyes. The hand reaching for the box turned to the hanging surface as if uncontrollably.

He hasn't had time to throw away what's left over from that guy...

After thinking for a long time, the slender and beautiful fingers took off the hanging surface of the tube and threw it into the trash can.

There was a muffled sound, but the man didn't even look at it and stretched out his hand to the medicine box again.

At this moment, Duanmuyu suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some sound behind him. He was stunned and was about to turn his head when he heard the voice of the familiar man who should not have appeared here, which was gentle and a little helpless.

"As I said, Yu, you will die sooner or later."

Duan Muyu's body stiffened, and it seemed that the blood all over his body poured into one place, and even his breathing stagnated.

However, this is only a momentary thing. He quickly recovered as usual, even so fast that he didn't let his descendants notice his gaffe. He turned around, still indifferently, and replied calmly in his cold pupils, "No, you will die sooner or later."

I didn't expect to be wrapped in my own set by the other party's text game. I was stunned for a while. Yuguang caught a glimpse of the hanging surface in the trash can, and the light flashed at the bottom of my eyes. A few steps forward, I pressed Duan Muyu's hand down and held it, and pulled it out of the door.

This man looks slender and thin, but in fact, his body is strong and strong. He is so powerful that even a man Duan Muyu has never met each other.

So looking at the other party holding his hand, he squeezed his lips and his face was gloomy, but he did not resist.

Dieyin took his back from the side door he opened in the laboratory, which was also where he had just come in. The palm of his hand was about to touch the door handle, but he took it back. A sorry smile appeared on the man's handsome face. He actually loosened his tightly held hand and hurried to the laboratory.

His strange behavior did not get too much curiosity from Duan Muyu, because the other party soon came back with his scarf and cotton-padded clothes in his hand.

"Take off your coat and put on your clothes."

Dieyin looked at the man with a calm expression from his appearance to now. He couldn't help but be a little annoyed. His eyes suddenly appeared. The next second, he pushed the other party against the wall fiercely and strangled his wrists his throat. At that moment, the fierceness seemed to burst out a terrible anger like asking people for his life.

His back hit the hard wall, but Duan Muyu just frowned slightly, and a trace of unpredictable light flashed in his eyes, staring at the man who held him down like this for a moment.

The corners of the other party's lips still smiled easily, but the smile was unusually stained with a little unpreparable.

Duan Muyu's eyebrows moved without a trace. He knows this expression very well...

Because this is the true face of this man.

arrogant, bad, self-righteous and unreasonable.

The dark pupils are burning and shiny. The thin lips approached the man's neck in front of him and bit the other party's throat knot lightly. It was not until he felt the stiffness of the other party's body that the man left him a little. The bright smile in his eyes reminded people of the devil who pulled people into the abyss.

"Do you remember that the first time I went to you, I also pressed you on this wall."

seemed to think of some interesting picture. The man's eyes flashed, looked at the other party's stiffer and stiffer happily, narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned up, and stretched out his tongue and licked the other party's thin lips.

This time, Duanmuyu frowned seriously, raised an unretrained hand, and wiped his mouth fiercely with the back of his hand.

I saw this and knew that he thought he was dirty. Although it was caused by cleanliness, it made the chill in Feng's eyes more and more cold, as if he was laughing angrily. His hoarse voice rolled in his chest and shook the dust in the air.

"A Yu," he called him very affectionately, and his voice was a little hoarse, which sounded different from the usual spring breeze voice, which sounded extraorative. Sense.

"Ayu," he called again. It was not until he saw the other party's eyes change slightly that he continued to say slowly: "You forgot that when you were crazy every night, you let me ejaculate every time. Is it in you? You look much uglier than now, but it makes me feel cuter than now.

Looking at the sharp sinking of the face in front of him, the indifference disappeared without a trace, but his eyes did not hide his aggressive intentions suddenly stopped moving. Without saying a word, his eyes seemed to be ready to go, but he just stared at Duan Muyu's sight and didn't know what he was thinking.

Then... reached out and took off the other party's white coat slowly and emotionally.

Duanmuyu did not move, and his eyebrows moved slightly. Then, he saw Die Yin bend down and pick up the cotton-padded coat that had just been thrown to the ground in order to press him against the wall.

He helped Duan Muyu put on the cotton coat very carefully, picked up the scarf, and wrapped it tightly around Muyu's neck until he was sure that it was impenetrable. Then he gently bent the corners of his lips with satisfaction, as if nothing had happened just now. He took the other party's hand again with involuntary strength, pushed the door and walked out. Go.

It was already December, and late at night, the cold wind came to his face, with a little bitter cold, as if the person in front of him was holding his palm.

This man's hands are always cold, even if there is enough heating in the laboratory, although they are happy every time. When he was in love, his consciousness was not clear because of the virus, but the touch of the cold palms swimming on his body seemed to be engraved in his brain and lingering.

seemed to sense the tacitism of the people behind him, and took a step back, side by side with him, with his hands to make the pain call him back to his mind.

Sure enough, Duan Muyu, who frowned slightly because of his instinctive reaction, came back to his senses. His first reaction was to look at him. Under the dim yellow street lamp, he looked straight into the deep eyes with soft light and his incomprehensible light.

There was an extremely strange feeling in my heart. While Duan Muyu thought about it, he heard a faint smile and said, "Let's go to dinner."

Duan Muyu did not reply, and his face was still indifferent, and even turned his eyes away. But he knew that he heard it, so he didn't look at him anymore and squinted at the cold wind coming to his face.

How did the relationship between the two develop like this?

Perhaps from the first time, he inadvertently matched a mild reminder. The love medicine was started by Duan Muyu as a cup of coffee. That night, he had a virus attack at the same time, but the two of them turned extremely fiercely. When he fell in love, he found that his symptoms were much lighter that night than before. So later, he deliberately always mixed something into his coffee at night. Duanmuyu had resistance at first, but soon obeyed. He thought that if he didn't want to, he could ask Agutai, who was guarding the door, to kick him out. But he didn't, so that he always had a vague expectation in his heart, and the man still had some special feelings for him.

However, thinking about it now, maybe it's just that he can't stand the endless suffering.

Two wishes, drunken and indulgent, are like a fire, rolling up a huge tongue, out of control.

Until now, this kind of pathological relationship.

He always seems to act by himself, but he seems to be more numb.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help laughing bitterly in my heart. His sexual orientation has always been a man, but Duan Muyu doesn't know it. Perhaps, he simply felt that he didn't fall in love, but just to vent. Just desire.