Chapter 45 Drafting a Special Agreement! An Old Lover in the Dark! ...
The tentacles and tendrils intertwined, lingering and relieving most of the heat on Woman A's body, but she still felt it wasn't enough and continued to search for that cool, soft thing.
Pei Qing sighed contentedly as her burning skin touched something cool.
Pei Qian subconsciously sought a more comfortable area, moving from her waist and abdomen to her neck, until their faces were intimately rubbing together, her burning lips occasionally brushing against the man's cheek before stopping.
In his hazy, unconscious state, Luo Yu felt a burning, scalding heat that made him want to escape. His icy blue eyelashes trembled violently, and his fingers unconsciously pushed him away.
The villain on his body seemed somewhat dissatisfied, and lightly bit his fingertip, his soft tongue gliding over it.
In an instant, it felt as if tiny electric currents were repeatedly passing through his body, and a fine, dense pain and tingling sensation, like ants biting, spread to his heart, making him unable to help but open his eyes.
"Hiss..." He suddenly let out a cry of unbearable pain, his voice low and hoarse.
His collarbone was being nibbled at, as if someone were trying to savor some delicious food, as if trying to suck out some juice. Little by little, over and over again, neither too hard nor too soft, it was like a feather constantly brushing against his heart.
A soft breath escaped Luo Yu's lips, the moist air brushing against Female A's earlobe. Pei Qing's consciousness returned, and upon opening her eyes, she met the man's hazy gaze.
She blinked, a small string of bubbles drifted by, and just as she was about to pull her hand away from the man's waist, two cool, soft arms tightly embraced her, firmly restraining her movements.
Pei Qing was about to speak when she realized she was in the water, looking at the ripples in front of her. She pointed to her mouth, indicating that she couldn't speak.
But the man seemed to misunderstand. He cupped her face in his long, slender fingers and spoke softly, his voice trembling with tears, "Don't go, please..."
"Please help me... I beg you..."
The moment their lips touched, Pei Qing's eyes widened. The man's pale pink lips were cool, moist, and delicious, like eating a sea salt-flavored ice cream, filling her mouth with a sweet aroma.
The man seemed to have never done anything so intimate before. Just as their lips touched, he seemed to lose all his strength, his whole body stiffening and motionless.
Pei Qing's eyes crinkled with amusement. After realizing what was happening, she quickly began to explore the inside of his mouth, her tongue chasing after every sensitive spot, making smacking sounds.
The man was so overwhelmed by her kisses that he couldn't support his waist and kept backing away. But unexpectedly, she groped and grabbed his hand, squeezing her ten fingers one by one into his soft palm, leaving no gap.
After the kiss, the man was panting heavily, his chest trembling. His originally pale pink lips had turned a vibrant crimson, and his eyes, moist with tears, gazed at Pei Qing.
Pei Qian finally understood. She thought the experimenter was making her exert all her strength to conduct some kind of combat-related experiment, but it turned out to be this kind of thing.
She didn't consider herself a moral paragon, nor did she see any need to tolerate this situation. Since this was what they wanted, she might as well go along with it and get the gene serum first.
Without further hesitation, she glanced at the opposite wall and continued to throw herself into this great 'experiment' without a second thought.
Pei Qing was looking in the direction where Linka and the others were.
Linka rested her chin on her hand, her dark red hair hanging down on the table like flowing blood, and chuckled softly, "She really is quite perceptive."
The walls of the mutation observation room are one-way visual channels, so people inside cannot see people outside. Therefore, she doesn't see, but rather senses. How interesting.
The guest was more interesting than she had imagined, and she became increasingly curious about her genetic makeup.
Inside the pool, Pei Qing was munching away when she suddenly realized something was wrong. Was the wheelchair-bound man's skin always this transparent?
His skin is now extremely thin and transparent, and you can almost see the pale red, pulsating organs inside his abdominal cavity. His lower limbs have completely disappeared, leaving only his enormous jellyfish body.
She became somewhat exploratory, pressing and poking here and there, making the man tremble all over, his tone changing, "No, stop playing around..."
The man was exceptionally sensitive; he couldn't handle even a light peck and kept pushing her arm away. Pei Qing frowned in displeasure; she hated it when someone ruined her fun.
With a thought, several tentacles dropped their soft, transparent tentacles, wrapping around the man's arms and binding them behind his back. Several other tentacles were used to gag him, preventing him from saying anything she didn't want to hear.
Pei Qing was satisfied and began to play with this interesting big toy with great concentration. She did not realize that she was breathing freely underwater without noticing.
Her entire attention was now drawn to the transparent abdominal cavity before her.
Pei Qian was surprised to find that not only was the man's skin translucent, but his internal organs also seemed to be translucent. She could even see her hand on the man's waist from the front.
If the hand is visible, does that mean... also...?
She gave a wicked smile and began her unscrupulous experiment.
...
At the last moment, Pei Qing bit down on the man's neck gland and deeply injected her pheromones. The marking was now complete.
The smell of sea salt ice cream in the air faded, and the two gradually regained their senses.
Pei Qing, thick-skinned as ever, seemed completely unfazed, appearing relaxed and at ease. In contrast, the man opposite her blushed crimson, his head practically buried in his chest.
Pei Qian embraced the man as they surfaced, his wet black hair clinging to his face. She brushed it aside, twirling a strand of his icy blue hair, and asked, "What's your name again?" Feng Qi seemed to have mentioned it before, but she had forgotten.
“Luo Yu,” the man replied softly.
"Oh, Xiaoyu, I'll call you Xiaoyu from now on." Pei Qing didn't care which two characters it was, it was just a symbolic question.
After all, he was just a temporary partner, so we couldn't keep calling him by his number, even though the main reason was that we didn't know his number.
Pei Qian suddenly saw many translucent, shimmering blue beads floating in the water. She picked up a few, squeezed them, and found they were made of gel, soft and bouncy, quite fun.
She casually asked, "What are these? Why are there so many in the water?"
Pei Qian didn't expect Luo Yu to give her an answer; it was just a casual question.
The next second, a hoarse male voice came through, sounding a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "These... are my... inactive... embryos."
Luo Yu lowered his head, his eyes darting around. Their race reproduces through both asexual and sexual reproduction.
If it were the second method, a large number of embryonic larvae would be released during reproduction, awaiting gamete activation. However, Pei Qing and he belong to different races, so naturally this wouldn't happen...
"Embryo?"
Pei Qian raised her eyebrows. Suddenly, she felt that the beads in her hand were a little hot, so she hurriedly threw them back into the water.
She then pretended to look around nonchalantly. After a while, Luo Yu patted her arm and whispered in her ear, "Um, could you let go of my tentacles...?"
Pei Qian then realized that, without her noticing, her unruly tentacles had quietly climbed onto someone else's tentacles again and were having a great time.
"Ahem, um, sorry..."
She quickly recalled the few tentacles that had escaped, and scolded them while holding the largest one, "It's you again! Can't you just stay put for a while?"
The leading tendril drooped forlornly, while the other smaller tendrils also shrunk listlessly to one side.
A moment later, Pei Qing felt a cool sensation on the branch again. She frowned and was about to pull the branch away.
But she discovered that the tentacle had actually come to her in front of her, as if it were complaining:
The tentacle repeatedly shook off the translucent tentacles that were wrapped around its body, but the translucent tentacles tirelessly wrapped around it again and again.
This truly opened her eyes, and she didn't know what to say.
Luo Yu, whose face had just returned to its normal color, blushed again with embarrassment. She nestled against Pei Qing's shoulder, too ashamed to look up. "Um, I... I don't know what happened, they seem a little... disobedient today..."
Pei Qian patted his head and comforted him, "It's okay, what's done is done, let them keep bothering us if they want."
Luo Yu didn't speak, but silently leaned closer to Female A. He didn't know if he would ever see her again, so he might as well enjoy this hard-won moment of tranquility.
Anyway, it doesn't matter if it's just a little bit more, she sighed inwardly. What a mess this is.
No, those people are too slow. Didn't they see they were all done? Why haven't they released her yet?
On the other side, Linka looked at the test report in her hand, a deep smile appearing in her eyes, "Luo Yu's mental sea has actually become more stable. Although his mental strength level has decreased, most of the old injuries in his mental sea have recovered."
She knew perfectly well that Luo Yu's recovery of his mental sea was inextricably linked to the guests inside, but unfortunately, the specifics of that connection needed further investigation.
Linka suddenly thought of the experiment that was unexpectedly stopped nine years ago. If that person really had the ability to restore their spiritual sea, then perhaps...
She handed the report to her assistant, her half-face hidden in the shadows displaying a strange expression, and asked in a cold tone, "How is 01 doing lately?"
The assistant retrieved the mental strength monitoring data from the core area and cautiously replied, "In the past seven days, 01's mental strength value has not changed, and the threshold of his mental sea is still in an extremely dangerous state."
“Nothing has changed…” Linka repeated her assistant’s words without saying anything more.
"You want to restart that experiment?! That's—" The assistant suddenly realized something and lost control of his emotions, which was rare for him.
"Shh—" Linka smiled, her lips curving slightly, and she put her index finger to her assistant's lips to stop her from speaking.
"elder sister,"
Hearing this long-unheard address, Linka's attitude softened somewhat.
The assistant's eyes reddened, her voice softened, and she choked up, "Sister, that experiment was really too dangerous, you knew that..."
“But Lina,” Linka turned around and suddenly called her sister’s name, “no experiment is without danger. If I were afraid of dying, I wouldn’t have come here from the Federal Research Institute.”
"You've been with me all this way, you'll definitely support me, right?" Linka's tone was incredibly gentle as she softly embraced her sister.
"Can--"
Lina wanted to say something more, but was interrupted again by Linka, who said in a gentle tone as if nothing had happened, "Go and bring that guest here."
"...Yes, Doctor."
Ten minutes later, Pei Qing, dressed neatly, arrived at the office.
As soon as she entered, her eyes were drawn to the huge light screen on the wall. "You guys are really weird. It's one thing to watch, but to make it this big..." Pei Qing shook her head and sighed.
Dr. Linka ignored her offensive words and pulled out a chair. "Ms. Pei, please sit down."
Pei Qian didn't refuse and sat down without hesitation, acting as if she were at home. "Now that I've done it, it's time to pay the agreed-upon reward."
“Of course.” Linka picked up the metal box placed to the side, opened it, and found it full of six gene serums, three times more than the number stipulated in the original contract.
"What are you doing...?"
“Ms. Pei, I am Linka, the chief researcher of this research institute. I would like to discuss a deal with you.” Linka smiled slightly, a slight upturn to her lips.
Pei Qing licked her gums and smiled, "Okay."
Over the next few days, Pei Qing was busy, frequently visiting the observation room.
Although I don't know why Linka did this, she was satisfied with her job where she could get drugs by exercising, and Linka seemed satisfied too, so that was enough.
Another day of physical labor ended. Pei Qian rubbed her aching back. Even oxen don't plow the fields like this. Don't they know that there are no fields that are ruined by plowing, only oxen that are worked to death?
They won't even let her rest, really.
The accompanying researcher suddenly felt the urge to urinate and rushed to the toilet. Another researcher temporarily escorted her out, and Pei Qing had no objection. After all, everyone has to go to the toilet sometimes, and she could take this opportunity to memorize the route.
That's right, Pei Qing hasn't forgotten her grand plan to escape from prison.
Less than half a minute later, the experimentalist who had been temporarily entrusted with the important task arrived. Pei Qing pursed her lips, thinking how fast he had come; she hadn't even had time to look at the road ahead.
But it's always better to be cautious, and one more time won't hurt. She just didn't know why, but this new lab technician looked vaguely familiar.
Whether it's her figure or those exposed eyes, the more I look at her, the more she resembles...
Before Pei Qing could think it through, she realized that the road was getting further and further astray.
Before she could ask a question, the corridor lights suddenly went out, and in an instant, she was covered by a pair of large hands and pulled into the darkness.
"Click!" That was the sound of the door closing, and she was dragged into an unfamiliar room.
A full chest pressed against her back, and Pei Qian smelled an extremely strong odor of blood. This person was injured! A good opportunity!
She quickly raised her elbow to strike, but the man didn't dodge; he just grunted and then suddenly laughed.
The next second, a familiar voice rang out behind Pei Qing's head.
"It hasn't been that long, and you don't even remember your old flame?"
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Author's Note: All physiological knowledge related to biology in this article is fabricated!
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