Chapter 119 Chapter 119 Success (End) For e……
At the beginning of her pregnancy, Hedis's condition was relatively stable, but in the middle stage, morning sickness and breast engorgement became extremely severe.
His body seemed to be fighting discomfort every day, and at this time, the laboratory work entered its busiest stage.
Ian was extremely busy and had to stay in the laboratory until late at night almost every day, but he still tried to make time to go home and accompany Hades.
Ryan and Morris became even busier, so they simply lived in the laboratory, but Ian could not let go of Hades.
At first, Ian didn't notice Hedis's milk swelling until one day, when he was helping Hedis pack her clothes, he found some milk stains on them. Only then did he suddenly realize the seriousness of the problem.
He was suddenly overwhelmed by guilt and heartache, and immediately took a whole day off and rushed to the mall.
In the mall, Ian carefully selected the most expensive breast pump and even read the instructions four or five times on the way home, fearing that he would miss any important details.
When I got home, Hades was still sleeping.
After becoming pregnant, Hedis became extremely sleepy and her body became more sensitive.
When Ian got up in the morning, in order not to disturb him, he didn't even draw the curtains or turn on the lights. He washed his face, brushed his teeth, and put on his clothes in the dark, his movements as light as a cat.
Now, Ian also did not turn on the light in the room. He carefully placed the breast pump on the bedside table and then climbed onto Hades' bed in the dark.
He moved carefully, fearing to wake Hades.
The mattress sank slightly, and Hades seemed to feel something and turned over slightly, but did not wake up.
Ian lay quietly beside him, and in the dim light, stared at Hades' sleeping profile.
In his sleep, Hades breathed evenly and softly, the collar of his pajamas was open wide, and his plump dark chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing.
Ian reached out and gently touched Hades' cheek, his fingertips slowly caressing his skin with endless tenderness and pity.
Although I bought a breast pump, it was put aside.
Having just come in from outside, Ian's hands were still cold. He rubbed his hands until they became warm, then carefully touched the quilt.
His movements were gentle and cautious, for fear of waking Hades.
His fingers groped under the quilt, lifted up Hades's shirt, and then carefully unbuttoned the female insect's chest.
Hades woke up in a daze, his eyes still not fully open, his voice vague and hoarse from just waking up:
"Hero Lord?"
"Yes, it's me."
Ian murmured in response, his voice gentle and soothing.
His lips moved gently, touching the scar on Hades's face, and kissed it carefully, as if to heal the scar he had once
The pain of the past.
"Um……"
Hades subconsciously reached out and put his arm around Ian's neck, his fingertips on the back of the male insect's neck.
Rub gently.
Feeling the male lord's pheromones, his body relaxed slightly, his breathing becoming steady and warm, as if Ian's touch made him feel incredibly safe.
Ian's movements were still gentle, his fingers moving slowly on Hades' chest, his face full of cherishment and love.
His eyes fell on Hades' face, looking at his slightly closed eyes, and he felt his whole heart filled and soft.
"Have your breasts been swelling recently?"
Ian spoke softly,
"I saw it when I was doing the laundry, and my breasts have started to swell."
"Can I help you?"
"Well, okay..."
Hades has been becoming more and more sleepy recently. When he just wakes up, his brain is the least clear. At this time, no matter what the male insect says, he will agree.
Ian knew it too.
In fact, he has always liked Hades's figure very much.
Hades is the type of man who looks tall and majestic in his military uniform, but leaves you speechless when he takes it off.
Her body proportions are almost perfect, and her dark skin looks like it has been kissed by the sun countless times, with a healthy glow.
The chest and back muscles are full and strong, with smooth and powerful lines. This body is like a carefully crafted work of art, especially the broad shoulders and tight waist and abdomen, which are reminiscent of a sculpture covered with chocolate, with an irresistible temptation.
Since becoming pregnant, Hades' body has begun to undergo subtle changes.
The originally angular abdominal muscles were gradually replaced by a round belly. The abdominal muscles were no longer tight, but slightly bulged, revealing a soft maternal glow.
Although her body was still strong, the sharp lines of a warrior were replaced by a maternal tenderness.
The round belly is like a cradle nurturing new life, slightly bulging and carrying a unique vitality.
When helping Hedis take a bath, Ian often couldn't help but stare at Hedis.
From Hades' shoulders to his abdomen, and then to Hades' face, which was red from the steam.
——I like them all.
Moreover, because of the frequency of three times a week, Ian could clearly feel that the milky scent on Hades' body was getting stronger and stronger.
Very sweet and fragrant.
The physical condition of pregnancy will naturally make the chest muscles bigger. Hades' chest muscles are beautiful enough, and now they are even fuller and rounder.
After her belly got bigger, she couldn't even wear pajamas when she went to bed. Even if she forced herself to wear them, it wouldn't be comfortable and she wouldn't sleep well, so Ian simply stopped letting Hedis wear them.
After I got pregnant, my belly got bigger and bigger, and I had changed four or five sets of pajamas and bought them four or five times.
Now Ian didn't dare to press Hedis, and he had to bear almost all the strength on his body by himself. He touched the quilt and buried his face in Hedis's chest, and he felt that the milky fragrance was getting stronger and stronger.
Ian hid under the quilt little by little. Hades was in a daze and didn't refuse at all. He just lay there and let the male insect do whatever he wanted.
A few rays of light from outside slipped into the room.
There were clearly two figures hidden under the quilt.
Hades' face was gently enveloped by the light coming in from the window, and a soft halo sprinkled between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he had been plated with a layer of light gold.
Even the scar on half of his face looked sacred.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Those smoky gray eyes appeared particularly bright under the light, like two gems washed by rain, reflecting a crystal luster.
Hades was still a little sleepy, hazy and blurred, and the moisture in the corners of his eyes made his gaze appear softer.
Blinking slightly, Hades seemed to be still adjusting to the light in front of him and the strange wetness on his chest, then his gaze dropped down to the arched quilt.
"Hero..."
Hades' voice was low and hoarse, with the lazy tenderness of someone who had just woken up.
There was an unguarded trust in Hades's expression, as if at this moment, he had completely given himself to Ian.
Whatever you do is fine.
"...Did it wake you up?"
Ian's voice came from under the quilt, vague as if he was holding something in his mouth.
Hades frowned slightly, his face flushed slightly, and his voice was hoarse:
"No, I just...felt that the Lord had returned."
He said this and puffed out his chest slightly.
There was a swallowing sound coming from under the quilt. Hades raised his hand and bit the back of his hand desperately, leaving a tooth mark on the back of his hand.
"Hero..."
There was a hint of pleading in the voice.
But Ian didn't come out from under the quilt. The corners of Hades' eyes turned red and he couldn't help but groan.
The curtains seemed to be gently blown open a little by the wind, and the scattered sunlight slipped into the room quietly like naughty golden threads.
As the gap widened, more and more light poured in, falling on Hades' face, making his complexion even more brilliant.
The dark skin glows with a healthy luster in the sun, as if it is coated with a layer of soft gold, making it look particularly charming.
Hades' eyes narrowed and opened slightly, and his smoky gray pupils appeared even more crystal clear under the light.
Those eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, wet.
His eyes were hazy and blurred, showing fragility and dependence, as if at this moment, all his defenses had melted away.
"My Lord... can you please switch to the right side..."
Hades's eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow under his eyelids.
His breathing became slightly rapid, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath. His fingers unconsciously gripped the quilt, and his head wrapped in the quilt moved a little, but the moisture in Hades' eyes became more and more obvious.
"You smell so good,"
Ian said incoherently from under the quilt,
"It smells very nice, a very sweet fragrance."
"Honey, our baby hasn't had it yet, but I got it first."
Hearing this, Hades' ears turned red.
They stayed at home like this for half a day. In the afternoon, Ian was called away by Morris after he called him twelve times.
——The catalepsy drug has entered its final stage.
Half a month later,
The research on the catalepsy drug has finally completed the final stage.
The State Food and Drug Administration held a grand press conference. The venue was packed and reporters' cameras were all pointed at the podium.
Flashes of light flashed one after another.
As the director of the Drug Administration, Ian walked onto the stage with steady steps, wearing a neat blue suit and his long dark hair tied behind his head.
His face was calm and composed. He glanced at the reporters and cameras in the audience. He stood in front of the microphone, adjusted his tie slightly, and then spoke. His voice was low and clear, and it spread throughout the venue through the speakers.
"Greetings, citizens of the Empire."
His voice instantly attracted the attention of the whole audience.
“It’s a great honor for us to meet here today.”
Ian's gaze was firm and gentle, as if he was talking to every Zerg citizen through the lens.
His tone was calm, yet carried a steady dignity.
"This potion is officially named YH Potions. It has a significant therapeutic effect on catalepsy. Moreover, it is cheap, making it absolutely affordable for every Zerg."
The reporters in the audience lowered their heads to take notes, and the flash cameras flashed again.
Ian's voice continued to echo in the venue:
"Whether it's biopharmaceuticals or life intelligence, they only serve life itself."
"If we can't protect the health of our citizens, all the patents, designs, and titles are meaningless."
His words were resounding, formally declaring a belief to the entire empire - the ultimate goal of technology and power is the dignity and happiness of every citizen.
"We will also ensure responsibility and provide relevant after-sales services. We are not making this medicine for profit. Frankly speaking, it is for every citizen."
"Your health is the ultimate goal and highest objective of the Food and Drug Administration."
The venue was completely silent, with only Ian's voice echoing in the air, each word carrying a heavy weight.
The male insect's gaze swept across the stage again, his deep eyes revealing calmness and determination, as if he could see through all the glitz.
Then he nodded slightly and ended his speech.
"Thank you everyone."
As soon as he finished speaking, reporters immediately raised their hands, scrambling to ask questions.
Flashes of light flashed again, and the venue suddenly became noisy.
However, Ian just smiled slightly, raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, then looked at Ryan and Morris in the audience, nodded slightly, and moved the press conference to the next step.
Under the countless flashes of light, Ian looked exceptionally tall and straight. His black suit outlined his slender figure, with straight shoulders and a pine-like back.
From then on, the name "Ian" became an unshakable peak in the field of biopharmaceuticals.
Hundreds of days and nights, marching against the wind.
Almost died, but now I'm alive.
Almost failed, but still succeeded.
There was only one line of words displayed on the big screen - For everyone.
As the only male insect director of the Drug Administration to date, Ian's name is destined to leave a significant mark in the history of the empire.
He is a well-known genius in the field of biopharmaceuticals and a young and promising director of the empire.
And, stripped of all honor,
He is the companion of the future king of the empire.
Well deserved.
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