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"Are you speaking in a tongue twister? Or are you trying to show off your excellent eloquence?"

Ivy had already thought of her retort and even prepared her most ferocious expression; but as her brain gradually digested the words Lorraine said, her teeth slowly returned to the position they should be in when she smiled.

She maintained this angry, fang-baring attitude.

It's like a little wolf seeing a sheep, measuring the distance between the two, unsure whether to pounce on it and hunt.

"...I'm not worried at all," Ivy emphasized, "regardless of whether you and her are good or bad; or whether you have any engagement or anything..."

"I have no engagement to her," said Lorraine, "nor can I."

He didn't say anything bad about Anya, nor did he mention Anya's relentless pursuit of him. It was disrespectful to bring up something that involved privacy.

"It has nothing to do with me," Ivy said. "We have no obligation to tell each other."

Xin Lan faithfully measured the emotions and found that although Ivy said similar things, her anger level was rapidly decreasing, and her mood was gradually calming down, almost to the point of being normal.

Incredibly, Lorraine hadn't forced the kiss on her yet.

The chip that stores countless romance TV series, novels, and social news calculates and matches in real time. Xin Lan quickly plans a new route for Lorraine in a short time -

Hold her face, stroke her cheeks, rest your forehead against hers, and say in the softest voice something like "Little silly girl, you are the most important person to me, of course I must tell you."

However, Lorraine disappointed Xin Lan again.

He did not approach Ivy, but took a step back. Not only did he not hold her and kiss her forcefully, he also gave her enough space to be free.

The black hair was hanging down, and the pair of deep black eyes were exposed to Ivy without any cover. Ivy found that the dark emerald green in the right eye was more obvious, like grass trying to show its true color from under the thick ice and snow. This bright color was like an emerald at the bottom of the abyss, shining dimly and then swallowed up by the thick night.

"I want to tell you," Lorraine said, "I don't want you to have any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Ivy said, "What do you mean by unnecessary misunderstanding? Aren't you afraid that your words will cause me to have unnecessary misunderstandings? For example, if I misunderstand you, you will pay more attention to me? Or, will you care about my feelings?"

She tried to speak these words as casually as possible, four questions in a row, each word was carefully deleted and finalized by her brain until it sounded not humble at all -

The tone too.

Ivy tried very hard to use a calm tone so that it would sound like she was asking, "How are you this morning? Did you have breakfast? What did you have for breakfast? Was it delicious?"

Her palms, which were clenched tightly, were full of sweat, and the sweat looked like densely packed little insects.

"Don't I pay enough attention to you? I don't have enough patience to treat every student," Lorraine frowned and said, "Okay, don't show that wolf cub expression, go to the second laboratory to find your teammates. The little boy named Dangdang has been looking at you. He should have something to say to you."

He spoke so naturally.

The big hands even patted Ivy on the shoulder, in an encouraging gesture: "Go ahead."

Ivy thought this was like saying "Go, Pikachu!"

Her mood subtly improved a lot.

Anya, who was not far away, stood there motionless.

The two of them were talking not loud enough for her to hear. She was still the cold princess of the old dynasty, and when Ivy looked over, she looked away and stared coldly at the laboratory guidelines hanging on the wall.

When she turned around and pushed open the door of the laboratory where Dangdang was, Ivy heard the sound of Xin Lan's collapse coming from behind.

"I don't know how to evaluate your behavior just now. It sounds fine at first, but in fact, you missed a very important node... Why did you add the word "student" and replace "student" with "person"! Why are you talking about other things at this time? I admit that the current situation is indeed urgent, but your happiness is also urgent. Can't you focus on your career somewhere else..."

Xin Lan was still saying something at the back, and her tone was so desperate, as if she went to eat Turkish ice cream, grabbed the ice cream ball with one hand, and dropped the cone in front of everyone.

Lorraine's voice was still calm: "Tell me more about your waking up. I want to know what went wrong."

Ivy didn't hear what happened next, her attention was drawn to the commotion in the room.

He still wore the large hood that covered his eyes and pale skin.

As a teammate who insisted on staying, Dangdang attracted Ivy's attention with just one sentence.

"Come here, let me smell you, just to make sure," Dangdang said, "I can smell that you are about to be seriously damaged."

In the corridor, Xin Lan helplessly recounted the process of waking up. He did not deny his "awakening of consciousness". This gradual awakening of will was noticed by Lorraine as early as ten years ago.

However, Lorraine was greatly surprised that such a strong will could go against the master's order of "forced hibernation".

Xin Lan didn't think it was a big deal, he knew the purpose of this trip, to find as many hard drives or hosts storing data as possible. Although 'Yuan' could manipulate and delete the data of the human creation experiments, as long as it had been stored, it would inevitably leave traces. In Lorraine's private laboratory, Dongdong was good at biological sciences, and Chunchun was an expert in recovering data.

Also, find the bodies of Xin Lan and Luo Lin; find the bone growth agent.

At present, not only are the progress of these three items all zero, but a new group of noisy and jumping kindergarten children have come down.

Xin Lan could fully understand Lorraine's unhappiness at the moment. If the same thing happened to Xin Lan, he would be ready to shoot and kill those guys who disrupted the progress.

"Yu Mo's memory only retains the previous layout of this laboratory, that is, the time node after he left with Ivy," Xin Lan whispered to Lorraine, "It sounds like he did betray Yuan and wanted to help us kill Yuan."

"Don't be so optimistic," Lorraine said, "You know, he will hide some of his memories from us."

Having said this, Song Feng walked out with heavy steps. His face looked extremely bad, even his lips were pale, and he looked sick, as if he had suffered from some kind of crazy disease among dogs.

He greeted Lorraine grimly: "Sir."

Lorraine saw through the source of his distraughtness at a glance.

"Songfeng," Lorraine called him, "I hope you can control your tongue."

Song Feng's head ached so much that it felt like it was splitting.

A lot happened in a short period of time.

He was defeated by Ivy in public, and injured her wrist out of anger and unwillingness. He also learned the truth about the matching result from his brother, and found out that she did not tell him after she divorced Lorraine... Even now, Ivy still intends to remarry Lorraine.

These things filled every space in Song Feng's mind, so much so that he didn't even have the energy to think.

Because Ivy made her annoyance known.

She really disliked him.

This feeling of being hated by her went beyond reason, and Song Feng was unable to continue to show respect for the leader.

His tone was full of self-loathing. "Am I the only one who needs to control my tongue, sir?"

Lorraine said, "Anyone else spreading rumors?"

"It's not to spread rumors," Song Feng pulled his lips, smiling with a mixture of reluctance, "Why did you ask me to manage the language? Is it just because I told Ivy the truth?"

Lorraine asked, "Can you show me your vaccination records? Are you sure you have been vaccinated against rabies?"

"I have been vaccinated, I have been vaccinated. If you don't believe me, you can check my ID," Song Feng said. "Sir, it's useless for you to teach me now. Even if I don't tell Ivy, someone else will tell her. You don't seem to care about the relationship between men and women, nor do you care about love, wife, marriage and family. Sorry, I forgot. If you cared about these things, Ivy would not choose to divorce you."

He laughed mockingly: "She is such a good-tempered person, but she chose to divorce you so firmly. It can be seen that this cross-class marriage between you and her did not make her feel happy - or in other words, the pain and sadness she felt from you could even make a dull guy want to escape urgently. Do you mean that what I said made her unhappy? What about you?"

Luo Lin called Xin Lan: "Xin Lan, go see where Song Xu is and tell him that his brother needs his help."

"Sir," Song Feng continued to talk to himself, "let's get back to the point. I don't mind telling you that I did tell Ivy about Anya's pursuit of you, but I hope she can protect herself. Before this, Ivy was just an ordinary woman, an ordinary civilian. The highest-ranking person she had ever come into contact with was the principal. The gap between her status and yours and Anya's is too big. For people of your class, as long as you lose your conscience, killing her is as easy as killing an ant... Are you sure you don't want to tell her about the possible dangers in the future?"

Lorraine said, "Is that why you used derogatory language toward her?"

"I'm just learning from you," Song Feng said. "I don't know what you think, but from an outsider's perspective, sir, you just accepted the genetic attraction and used her as a tool to vent your desires."

"What about your usual bullying of her?" Lorraine said, "Don't use 'liking' to excuse your behavior, Songfeng, you are no longer an eight-year-old child. You are old enough to be the father of an eight-year-old child."

"I can't like her, and I won't like her; no matter what I do, Ivy won't feel any better about me," Song Feng admitted, "So I'm willing to be the person she hates the most - do you think so, sir? You usually criticize her, including not explaining Anya's relationship to her clearly, do you also want to be the person she hates?"

Xin Lan's chip turned from red to blue and then to red.

He silently and carefully assessed the current situation, unsure whether to interrupt the loose momentum.

Because he also thought that Lorraine needed to tell Ivy in detail about Anya, instead of simply saying "I have nothing to do with her". If Songfeng's words could make Lorraine realize this, maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing.

After all, the proud Lorraine has always been able to solve these trivial matters, and this time he believes that he can handle Anya-related matters perfectly.

and.

Lorraine is too closed off.

Ten years have passed since he woke up. In these ten years, Lorraine has never truly regarded Xin Lan as a confidant whom he could trust with everything.

Xin Lan even had to read the information on his own before realizing that he was just a bionic man based on the template of Lorraine's deceased friend.

Lorraine never said.

Oh, and Lorraine is also a replacement for her late friend, Rollin.

Song Xu ran over from behind Anya and said in a loud voice: "Brother, have you seen Ivy?"

Song Feng looked at Lorraine, who had no expression on his face, and paused for a long time before bowing: "I'm sorry, sir."

Lorraine reached out to the side, and Xin Lan immediately handed him her decorative belt; Lorraine raised his hand and slapped Songfeng's face hard with it.

The metal buckle avoided his eyes and hit Song Feng's cheekbone, leaving a clear bloody mark.

Song Feng said nothing as he was hit twice more hard, feeling an intense pain.

This, he realized, was nothing like being beaten by Ivy.

When Ivy spanked him, she felt the secret pleasure of having her eyes and attention focused on him alone.

Being beaten by other people only brought pain and humiliation, but being beaten by Ivy, angering her, and seeing her angry - there was a kind of intense pleasure that quickly climbed up from the soles of the feet, like an electric shock.

Lorraine bent his belt, and the buckle hit Song Feng's face, and he patted him lightly: "Get lost."

Song Xu, who was watching the whole process, did not support Song Feng until this moment, and politely said goodbye to Luo Lin: "Thank you, teacher!"

He dragged Songfeng along with great effort, just as a golden retriever drags a stray dog ​​with great effort.

Even after the two clumsy people left her sight, Lorraine was still feeling irritated.

Xin Lan continued to talk about the doubts about Yu Mo: "Your guess makes sense. He doesn't seem to have a heart disease anymore. He may have a healthy human heart. But I don't know the source of the heart yet... Admiral?"

He called out twice before Lorraine came to his senses.

"Go on," Lorraine said. "I'm listening."

As he said this, Song Feng's words were still lingering in his mind, hitting the ground heavily.

"You criticize her all the time, including not explaining Anya's relationship to her clearly. Are you trying to be someone she hates?"

Combined with Xin Lan's words "You shouldn't bully her", it was like a drop of water falling heavily into the mud, distracting Lorraine - in the eyes of others, had he always been treating Ivy harshly?

Anya is still there not far away.

She had read the experimental guidelines on the wall eighteen times, and every word on it was as familiar as the face of the person next to her.

Although she couldn't hear the argument between Song Feng and Lorraine, Anya realized that they were probably arguing about Ivy.

Before this, Anya thought it was a joke whenever anyone said that "Lorraine would have a crush on a little girl who was less than 180cm tall and nine years younger than him"; but now, she was not sure.

Anya stretched her numb feet and stood up so that she could see Ivy in the second laboratory.

She was just talking to the hooded boy with a nose as sharp as a dog. She didn't know what they said. She lowered her head and gave the dagger hanging on her right side to the boy.

From her lip movements, she seemed to be saying that her right hand was broken and she had no use for the dagger, so she gave it to him.

Anya thought she was such a saint that she would take the initiative to share weapons with others in a dangerous dungeon.

Song Xu helped Song Feng, who was hit on the cheek by Luo Lin, into the room and asked Ivy if there was any clean water to wash Song Feng's wound...

She actually gave it to Song Xu as well.

Is she a fool?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Ivy waved at her.

"Anya," Ivy said, "you've been standing there for a long time. Do you need any help?"

"No need," Anya said coldly, "Thank you."

"Here's what's going on," Ivy said, "Songxu brought some compressed cookies and said ladies are given priority... Do you want some? They have coconut flavor."

The stomach that hadn't eaten for a long time growled and swirled awkwardly in the closed space; Ivy in front of him looked more like a coconut - why a coconut?

"I'm not used to eating coconuts," Anya said haughtily, "but I can have a piece."

She walked over, thinking grimly.

Ivy is so good at pleasing others that it's not unreasonable for Lorraine to have a crush on her.

If Ivy really treats others as she appears to be, without reservation, people who come into contact with her will like her as naturally as breathing.

What a formidable competitor! Anya felt the pressure.

After sharing the cookies with Anya, Ivy was still thinking about the terrible "prophecy" that Dangdang had said.

It is no longer a secret that Dangdang has a keen sense of smell, but today Dangdang said that he can smell the scent of "death" and "destruction", which is almost like premonition.

For example, Asher, although everyone thought he was dying in the wasteland with a lack of medicine, Dangdang could not smell death from him and thought he would get better.

Now, although Song Feng looks extremely healthy, the aura of death is looming around him, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

"He is really unpopular. Even I wanted to stone him to death because of what he said."

Ivy thought.

Dangdang also said that she smelled like someone who was about to suffer serious harm.

He couldn't explain the specific principle. Just like the fish in the water will jump out of the water due to lack of oxygen before the rain, and the ants will "foresee" the coming heavy rain and move busily.

Dangdang could also smell something that was about to happen from the smell.

Ivy couldn't understand what kind of damage would happen to her.

"It's probably because of the injuries you've suffered in the past, which left a deep impression on you and made you experience it again," Dangdang asked, "What was your most painful memory before? I mean, physically."

Um……

The most painful memory Ivy could think of was probably her first time with Lorraine in the wasteland. That night, the bed in the shabby hotel was very hard, and it was the kind that would squeak and scream crazily when you moved it. It is really bad to put two mismatched things together, just like a 6-meter-high truck trying to force its way into a tunnel with a height limit of 3 meters. The entrance and the front part have the illusion of being about to split open. At the beginning, she still retains a certain degree of rationality, which allows her to breathe a few strands of extreme pleasure from this sense of destruction, but later when she is about to rot, she is overgrown with the moon and instinctively resists. However, this resistance based on saving her life is easily suppressed. The size difference makes Ivy be suppressed tightly, and she can only feel the deadly pleasure and the illusion of being completely destroyed without being able to move.

This may be the only "destruction that has ever occurred" that will ever happen again.

Ivy naturally wouldn't tell Huanghuang about this. She thanked him for the reminder and said she would be careful. Coincidentally, Lorraine and Xin Lan walked in one after another. Ivy controlled her expression and tried not to look at him. Her expression seemed a little unnatural.

Probably not, right?

Ivy thought.

Every time he lost control, it was because of a sensitive period. She calculated the date and made sure that now was not within that period;

And there were so many people here, Lorraine couldn't and wouldn't do anything in public;

Their relationship wasn't that good.

After finishing the biscuit in his hand, Xin Lan clapped his hands and signaled everyone to gather.

He spoke for Lorraine and neatly assigned the task of searching these laboratories. In order to make the target less obvious, he also mentioned several other items.

Ci Li didn't want to search and was looking at the scar on his face in the mirror.

The pressure of finding a partner was put on me by my family. Every day I heard, "If you don't get married, no woman will be interested in you in the future," "Men are useless after they turn 30," "Women become more charming as they age, while men lose sperm and vitality as they age."

These words made Tsuri's appearance even more anxious.

He was already upset because his wax hair removal treatment had been forcibly interrupted, and now that Lorraine had injured his face, he felt even worse - fortunately, there was a bad guy.

Ci Li turned sideways and glanced at Song Feng, noticing the marks on his face from being hit by the metal belt buckle.

Much better.

Lorraine teaches everyone who makes mistakes equally. When he worked in Hector's house, he was very good at training fierce dogs with a whip... In fact, the most suitable career for him is a teacher who trains people. If Lorraine were still alive, Lorraine would not have to bear such a heavy responsibility now...

Seeing Lorraine and Ivy talking in the corner of his eye, Ci Li turned his attention back to the face in the mirror, feeling extremely sad.

Oh, how can I get rid of this scar?

Lorraine assigned Ivy to the same group with him and Xin Lan. No one objected to this arrangement, including Anya.

Only when eating cookies did Anya suddenly ask Ivy what perfume she used.

Ivy honestly said that she never wears perfume.

This answer made Anya's eyes become serious.

Ivy didn't talk to her for long before she was called away by Lorraine.

Lorraine told her to follow up, not to act impulsively, not to be curious like a child, and to be cautious...

Strangely, these words that Ivy was used to hearing now made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"I'm not a kid anymore," Ivy said. "Don't say that."

She thought, maybe it was because of Anya's contrast.

The other person is very mature, beautiful, and outstanding. Both her genes and family background are excellent, and she has a higher education than her.

Ivy couldn't explain why, even the improved version of Alice didn't make her feel this subtle "envy".

She was really a little jealous of Anya.

After saying this, Ivy realized that she was in a bad mood and immediately apologized to Lorraine: "I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry?" Lorraine asked. "It's good that you speak your mind. Are you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid, it's you—" Ivy was frustrated. If she were a rabbit, she would have started pulling her ears and screaming. "...I can't say it."

Lorraine said, "Ivy, I thought we were close enough to not use the word 'you'."

"Hmm?" Ivy looked at him in surprise, hesitated, and did not change her words, "Actually, we are not that close... In a sense, I can use my physical senses to identify you, so we are indeed close, but we may only be this close physically, um..."

She explained it clearly and seriously, in more detail than when she answered questions in class.

This detailed explanation began to make Lorraine uncomfortable.

At this moment, he clearly heard his own greed.

He wanted more, more, more.

It was no longer just a "you", nor was it just her respect, her timidity. She would hold his body obediently, biting her lips with difficulty. He not only wanted a docile body, but also wanted her to "cooperate" like this all the time.

Lorraine asked, "Do you think that's all we are?"

"Teacher," Ivy still stubbornly used "you," "Maybe, like you said, sometimes I am indeed a fool, but I also know that one-sided kindness -"

"Xiaobao?"

Yu Mo's gentle voice interrupted the two of them.

He walked over calmly, carrying a small bag of thin ice flakes, which were left after applying ice to Song Feng: "That's right, Teacher Lorraine, I have something to tell you."

Lorraine didn't want to see Yu Mo at this moment.

Although now is not a good time to talk to Ivy, it is also not the right time to make things difficult for her.

Yu Mo continued, "I think it's a stupid decision to put Anya and I in the same team. I think you still need my help now..."

He stood between Lorraine and Ivy, and Lorraine could only watch Ivy leave.

Yu Mo smiled and separated them: "After all, you are very dangerous to Ivy now, 'Murderer Cyril', is that what people in the Dark Zone say about you? I heard that you like to torture and kill those bionic people. Do you dismember them and dig out the chips in their brains to exchange for money?"

This series of hints finally made Lorraine's eyes fall on him.

Yu Mo's smile seemed full of warning.

"I've changed my mind," Yu Mo said, "You're not suitable for Xiaobao."

Lorraine was very calm, and his black eyes mixed with a hint of emerald green were like gems from the bottom of the abyss.

"Oh?" Lorraine asked, "Do you think you are still the neighbor brother in Ivy's heart?"

Yu Mo smiled elegantly: "What?"

The next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Lorraine suddenly grabbed Yu Mo's hand and pressed hard on the wound on his abdomen. During this process, Lorraine had a blank expression on his face, and there was not even the slightest emotion that Yu Mo could sense.

There was only Lorraine's slightly indifferent low voice.

"Now let Ivy choose between the two. Guess, will she trust a big liar who betrayed all her trust, or will she trust his teacher more?"

Yu Mo only felt the warmth of his fingers. He lowered his head and found that his fingers were covered with blood. He didn't know when Lorraine had put a thin, small ice knife in his hand. Now, the tip of the ice knife was cleverly embedded in the surface of Lorraine's wound.

At the same time, Ivy, who was walking out, heard Xin Lan's voice, which was seven parts surprised, two parts panicked, and one part heart-wrenching.

"Admiral! What's wrong with you?"