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"Do you feel what I'm saying? Under the influence of hormones, you will be like a male beast in heat, attacking all men who approach her indiscriminately."

After the door closed, Xin Lan looked at Luo Lin with a smile: "Especially - she obviously has a few loyal puppies."

Lorraine sat down: "Now you can continue talking about blood."

"Her blood sample is fine. She is a normal human being. She has not undergone any surgery," Xin Lan said. "She is incredibly normal."

At this point, he asked, "The election for the leadership of District 1 is about to begin. Many people will be closely monitoring your movements in the near future. If you——"

"Xin Lan," Luo Lin called his name harshly, "You know what I want to say."

Xin Lan was helpless and spread her hands: "Okay, I understand - let me remind you, Lorraine, the new drug has not passed the drug trial yet. I regret to inform you that according to calculations, there is currently no drug that can suppress your senses. For you, the best way is to follow your genetic instincts, like a cat in estrus -"

"Xin Lan," Lorraine interrupted him, "Your internal power source needs to be replaced."

Xin Lan kept smiling.

Lorraine said, "Your secrets should be kept better than mine, right?"

Xin Lan looked at him with the blue eye with the chip implanted in it: "Yes, my respected master."

On the desk, clean white paper silently reveals letters written in both Chinese and English. Dark blue ink like the night sky lies quietly on the walnut table. Compared with the most advanced weapons in the room, this wooden desk is so conservative.

Nana: "Teacher Lorraine is a typical conservative"

Nana: "I heard that he was supervising your military topography test for Mr. Cangbi last time, and he was still using pen and paper to write down the deduction items."

Nana: "To be honest, Ivy, you seem to have a certain daddy issue. You still appreciate the abstinence and elegance."

Nana: "There aren't many traditional men like Mr. Lorraine, you know? There are 20 men in our class, and 13 of them have undergone penis-transforming surgeries. It's unbelievable. What's wrong with this world? Are there still pure, natural boys?"

Ivy: "Watch your words"

Ivy: "Don't forget that our chat history is not private"

Nana said proudly: "Don't worry, I dare to send you a message about such a sensitive matter because I have made all the preparations. I have encrypted all these things - trust my technology."

Ivy held her forehead.

She couldn't tell Nana that Teacher Lorraine had already noticed their first intrusion.

Nana: "Teacher Lorraine is your standard dish, right? Every time you look at him, your expression is like a kitten seeing a can of Coca-Cola."

Ivy: “He is indeed very good-looking.”

very nice.

Nana's adjectives are much more elegant than Lily's.

If it were Lily, she would definitely describe it in horrible terms like "Every time you look at his expression, it's like the thyristor inside your body is suddenly turned up to maximum gear."

Nana: "In the base, teachers and students are prohibited from having any relationship beyond love, but after the training, we are teammates. I think Teacher Lorraine has also emphasized this, right?"

right.

Ivy still remembers that he looked very unhappy at that time.

However, Lorraine's expression is never good.

Ivy: "Don't forget I'm married"

Nana: "First, you have already filed for divorce. The end of this marriage is only a matter of time.

Second: I am not encouraging you to have an affair. We don’t know Mr. Lorraine’s personality or what kind of person he is, so I am not encouraging you to pursue him.

Third: Based on the second point, considering that this may be a permanent separation, I suggest you be brave enough to ask for the contact information.

Nana: "Don't forget, he may not give it to you."

Ivy suddenly became enlightened.

yes.

Lorraine might not give her contact information.

If successful, she will have one more man who meets her aesthetic standards in her relationship list.

If I fail, I won't see you again anyway, so there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Besides, she had already made up her mind to divorce, and this marriage would not last more than three months.

Looking at herself, Teacher Lorraine's appearance is indeed perfect for her aesthetic taste, and her personality is also OK, but if she talks again——

Stop.

Ivy is not your average male who is full of confidence and doesn't judge others in his mind.

That's very rude.

Nana ended her exhortation to her friend with the last three text messages.

Nana: "The class is about to start, let's stop chatting now."

Nana: "I admit that Teacher Lorraine is very serious - if you are afraid, I can find a few more friends to cheer you up."

Nana: “Go!”

"What are you looking at?"

Ivy looked up.

Song Feng, who Song Xu described as "despondent and dejected, suffering a huge blow", now looked haggard, but still glanced at her arrogantly.

"Why don't you find someone else to exchange contact information with?" Song Feng sneered, "I thought you would be flying around like a butterfly now. You have always been good at this."

Ivy ignored him.

"Hey," Song Feng asked stiffly, "Where is Song Xu?"

Ivy said, "How should I know?"

"When he's not in class, he basically hangs around you," Song Feng said, "You're so capable, you treat my brother like a dog—"

Ivy turned around and kicked Song Feng in the lower body, but he barely dodged it. In the base, he couldn't fight back, and didn't even think about fighting back. He frowned and said, "You hit me at every turn. Are you crazy?"

"You seem to have ill will towards everyone," Ivy said. "Song Xu was worried about you and saw that you were sad about your partner's compatibility, so he tried to comfort you, but you called him a dog. Song Feng, it's normal that there is no one who is highly compatible with you, because there is no girl who can tolerate your bad personality."

Song Feng said, "Shut up, aren't you also eager to marry a bad guy who is a good match for you?"

"Not everyone is like you, with only the sexes in their heads, okay?" Ivy said, "I used to have a little sympathy for you, but now forget it. I'm not good at saying nice things, so I won't comment on you for now."

Song Feng said gloomily: "Who wants your sympathy? You are talking more and more like Lorraine now."

Ivy looked at him carefully: "You are so angry because of what I said. You are so easily influenced by me. You are my dog, right?"

Song Feng was angry: "Say it again!"

Ivy failed to satisfy him.

Because I caught a glimpse of Lorraine's figure from the corner of my eye. It was so far away, and it felt very oppressive, like a huge iceberg slowly drifting on the sea.

She felt guilty and ran into the classroom.

Only Song Feng was left outside, helpless and furious, and he didn't dare to come in.

During the rest of the class, Ivy was distracted three times.

This was also the last class for these people in the base. Lorraine ended the class early, leaving them 20 minutes to say goodbye or exchange some personal contact information.

The frontline was extremely dangerous, and no one knew if they would have the chance to see each other again in the future. Some sentimental students had already burst into tears, while others, who were ready to take action, finally tried to take action at this moment.

Ivy suddenly received eight or nine private messages from classmates in the same class.

She responded politely one by one, revealing the news that she was married. Most of the classmates understood what she meant and chose to give up.

Only one student is still persisting, but the direction of his persistence is not quite right.

Zaza: "I know, I'm married too, if your husband likes to swap partners, we can go out together."

Zaza: "My wife is very beautiful and has a hot body. Your husband will definitely like her."

Zaza: "I don't mind your genes"

Ivy didn't want to reply, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Lorraine packing up her things and walking down the stage.

Outside the glass window, Nana and her friends, who had finished class early, gathered together and looked into the classroom; Nana winked at Ivy, signaling her to follow them.

Ivy walked out of the classroom and found that Nana and her friends had stopped Lorraine.

Because of the distance, she couldn't hear what they were saying, she only saw Nana pointing at her - Lorraine turned around, and her sharp eyes pierced through the air and fell on her.

Nana and her friends fled in all directions.

Ivy walked up with gritted teeth.

She called out, "Hello, teacher."

Lorraine's tone was exactly the same as in class: "Student Ivy, what's the matter?"

Now he had gloves on his hands, and when Ivy approached, he even took a step back almost imperceptibly, as if she was a very dangerous thing and he had to keep a certain distance from her.

Ivy thought that she probably wouldn't get it this time.

She still insisted: "...I want your personal contact information, is it convenient?"

Lorraine did not answer immediately.

He was silent.

Ivy found this period of silence extremely difficult to get through, as long as being forced to listen to 100 minutes of quantum physics.

Lorraine calmly said a number.

Ivy was a little surprised that it went so smoothly.

She lowered her head and typed, and was extremely surprised: "It looks so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere before."

"Well," Lorraine said in a deep voice, "you just sent me a divorce agreement last week."

Ivy: “…”

She had already entered the number completely, and a name popped up on the screen. It was a contact she had saved.

Note, Hector.

That mysterious, powerful husband, the other half of a widowed marriage, a perfect match, the cold, restrained but strong hand that embraced her on the wedding night -

Ivy was stunned.

…Wait, she thought.

Hector...Lorraine...

After she stiffened, Ivy, her mind full of screaming alarms, said dryly: "But my husband's name is Hector."

"Yes," Lorraine looked down at her, "Lorraine Hector, my name on the marriage application."

He lowered his body slightly so that he and Ivy were at eye level.

But it also shortened the distance——

Ivy remembered that when Lorraine did this in class, it was usually when she was harshly criticizing a student.

Her brain froze.

Only his body stood straight and upright out of habit, like a young poplar tree.

Lorraine asked, "So, you never read our marriage application, did you?"

Silence at this moment becomes a disguised form of recognition.

Ivy broke out in a cold sweat on her back. She saw Lorraine's Adam's apple, which was as obvious as the blue veins on his cold white skin.

The black shirt is tightly wrapped around the neck, and this uniform has sharp and strict lines.

As a training officer, Lorraine always observed dress etiquette and wore his uniform meticulously. The only parts of his skin that were exposed were his face and neck.

Even his hands were wrapped in tactical gloves.

Ivy struggled in vain: "...I thought it was a normal template, but, you, me, this-"

Her language system was suddenly in disarray.

The huge shock enveloped her like a tide.

Ivy realized that Lorraine knew—no, when did he know? When did he know that she didn't even know him?

Why didn't he ask?

Why did you wait until now to tell me?

"There are many terms regarding the divorce, and I need to finalize them with you in person," Lorraine said sternly. "Come to my dormitory after dinner."

Ivy stuttered in surprise: "Dormitory?"

"The instructors' dormitory," Lorraine said, "You tell the guards and they will take you to my room."

Ivy asked cautiously: "What am I going to do in your dormitory?"

"Anything is fine," Lorraine said flatly, "but it's better not to strip."

Ivy: “…”

After the brief conversation, Lorraine nodded slightly and left without looking away.

Nana came running over and asked her anxiously but excitedly if she had gotten the contact information.

"...No," Ivy lied, her vision blurred and her head buzzing, "He refused to give it to me."

——The government does not encourage teacher-student relationships, but it does not say anything about this kind of "teacher-student" relationship based on marriage——she felt very embarrassed.

"It's okay. It's really hard to talk to Mr. Lorraine. He's so cold," Nana encouraged her earnestly, just like a considerate wife encouraging a husband who ejaculates prematurely. "It's amazing that you can hold on for more than a minute."