Chapter 160: Imaginations are the cure for stubbornness
Looking back on his past life, Commander Bai had suffered countless injuries.
Some are minor, some are serious, some are internal and some are external. When they accumulate in the body, it's like raising a poisonous insect. It's not just a competition of novelties and novelties, but there are also "a hundred schools of thought contending". Doctors from various departments shook their heads after reading the medical records. He was fine, like nothing had happened, and even had the time to make a bet with the nurse while using the pain pump:
“Guess where my bleeding point is today?”
The young nurse at the camp rolled her eyes and said bluntly: "You're just being stubborn."
This is not just talk.
People say that long illness makes a good doctor, but he became numb from long-term pain. The human brain is extremely plastic, and if a certain nerve is stimulated too frequently, it will become less sensitive.
However, no pain has ever been as strange as it was tonight. I can't say how painful it was, but it wasn't as painful as the time he picked out the bullet himself.
But it is definitely strange enough - as if invaded by another dimension, making people feel creepy just thinking about it. Two brittle plastic tubes wrapped in silicone were surgically inserted into his abdominal cavity with complete directness of purpose, chillingly cold, and without any foreplay.
This experience was certainly not a pleasant one.
It's not that he doesn't give face to his husband, it's just that he is cold by nature, and his daily interactions all depend on his deep thoughts. Ventriloquism requires both flexible hands and flexible waist, and perfect coordination between them is indispensable.
He also knew that he had many faults, so he would always give the husband a little sweet treat afterwards, talk a little, reward him, and say a few encouraging words such as "it works well", "you are worthy of it", "keep up the good work", etc.
His serious words often made the alpha narrow his eyes subtly, and he would suddenly pin him down and ask while biting his ear:
"What do you take me for, huh? What, you little bastard."
Of course the little bastard bird has to say bastard words:
"You are the emperor. It is only natural for you to sleep with the queen who holds military power for political purposes."
The emperor sleeps with you?
Yu Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, curled his lips and smiled.
Bai Ling glanced at him secretly, wondering if this guy was going to swear.
In fact, he would rather the mermaid say dirty words than have her say "OK" with a gentle face but actually press him to do dirty things... The bathroom floor was very hard, and he was really tired of keeping his waist lifted up all the time.
But if it was just a matter of following the rules, he wouldn't want to talk much.
For example, now, the mermaids' webbed fingers have hooks, and their five fingers have many curved thorns - used to hook onto the female's body to prevent escape. It is definitely not comfortable to have such a thorn stuck in the loin.
Caught by the big hand, Bai Ling hissed in pain and kicked the mermaid's tail twice, trying to make it move its claws away, but in return the mermaid's tail arched upwards vigorously. His pupils dilated instantly and he stammered out the word "fuck". Then he was like a golden-bellied swallow that was hit against the wall by a violent storm. He trembled and hung on the wall of the pool with his claws struggling.
The monster fish was going too far and tried to force him to speak out.
But he would not tolerate soft actions and would not say a word even if he died.
What's the use of making noises? The monster fish won't stop to coax him. It's just venting its animal instincts during the breeding season. What else can he do to reason with it?
Halfway through the program, he was so bored that he started counting seconds.
He counted the seconds while muttering - actually it's not that scary, maybe Woodpecker and the others are just exaggerating, if it's just this extent, this extent...hiss! ...if it's not a problem at all! ah!
When he finally crossed the critical point, he suddenly felt a sinking sensation in his stomach and passed out.
It wasn't that he fainted from the pain, but rather that his body functions had stopped due to the alternating hot and cold body temperatures. After waking up, he felt sore all over, and his limbs were so numb that he couldn't lift them. Compared with the past, this side effect was serious.
Shaking off the water droplets on her eyelashes, Bai Ling looked around in a daze and found that she was pushed onto the feeding table by the fish. The fish was lying beside him, gazing at him in an inquiring and tempting manner.
The hood was taken off, and water droplets were sliding down the mermaid's gorgeous and enchanting cheeks to her chin. Its long hair was loosely curled, with chains interspersed between its abundant golden hair. The muscles of its shoulders and neck were relaxed enough, and its satisfied posture seemed as if it had successfully seduced him.
It was a great meal.
But Bai Ling wasn't very happy.
Since there is no warming session and the fish are fed, there is no need to stay any longer. Bai Ling stood up and climbed down the ladder in a businesslike manner without even stopping for a moment.
When he got down to the ground, he staggered a bit.
...The perverted fish used its thick tail to ram his legs so hard that the prosthetic frame was almost broken apart.
He was about to put on his shoes and leave, but then turned around and came back. Bai Ling knocked on the glass expressionlessly, watching the fish dive down from above with its gauze-like fins flapping, its eyes level with his own. He gave a cold middle finger:
"I'll give you five out of ten, no more."
It was as if he was not the one who was forced by the monster, but the one who bought the ticket himself, left disappointed, and wanted to give a bad review on Dianping.com.
"What a fork, huh...are you scaring me?"
He limped towards the door, sneering.
The door creaked shut and peace returned to the observation room.
In the deep darkness, the surveillance camera lights slowly turned off. It was sleeping deep in its consciousness, smiling and thinking slowly, five points, five points... This might be the lowest score it has ever gotten in its life.
But it doesn't matter.
It has left a path for make-up exams.
Specially used to treat people who are stubborn.
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Because of Yu Chen, Bai Ling deliberately didn't eat tonight. If there is something in the stomach, it will most likely be vomited out midway, which will pollute the water quality in the tank and you will have to change the water overnight.
Fortunately, he was prepared and everything went smoothly, so he completed the mission.
When he returned to the hotel, he was so hungry that he was suffering from hypoglycemia. He felt like his whole body was falling apart after taking a few steps. The butler came over and bowed to ask him, "Commander Bai, do you want us to send upstairs?" He responded vaguely, waved his hand, and entered the elevator.
He came to the room, inserted the card and turned on the light, took a quick shower, walked into the bedroom and threw himself on the bed.
Before getting off the boat, Bai Ling took a look around Yu Chen's bedroom and took the old pervert's bathrobe.
He always wore his clothes as a matter of course and without any qualms. Wrapped in a silk bathrobe and turning the air conditioner to 18 degrees, he took off his prosthesis with his heavy eyelids closed, and habitually lay down on his side with his arms around the quilt. After a while, the cold air blew quietly on his cheeks. The body temperature of birds is high in summer. He crossed his legs uncomfortably and fell into a deep dream.
At this moment, if someone happens to stand in the shadow of the corner, he can vaguely see a white calf sticking out from under the nightgown. Her ankles were tangled in the quilt, forming an intimate scene.
This scene makes people imagine a lot - if there is no quilt on normal days, who would this slender leg be wrapped around?
At this moment, the person in the sleep seemed to be in a nightmare, with his brows deeply furrowed.
Bai Ling is a person who is under stress all year round. He always has a bad sleep at night. He has nightmares and wakes up several times throughout the night, which makes him feel not very energetic during the day.
This terrible problem has been bothering him for twenty years in his past and present lives. It was not until the past six months that he began to get better under Yu Chen's control.
Gradually, he developed a habit - every time he had a nightmare late at night, he would subconsciously move close to the waist, stretch his knees and hook his heels around it, as if in a hurry and panic. At the same time, he would rub his cheeks against it, making a very light "ah..." nasal sound, like the chirping of a young bird fluttering around its nest.
Usually when this happens, someone will reach out to hug him, hold him in their arms and kiss him until he feels as safe as a baby bird snuggling into the wings of its parent.
But not today.
He rubbed the quilt with his calves, feeling a little lost. His emotional uneasiness made him unconsciously hide his legs underneath, leaving only half of his ankles exposed, just like a bird that had landed in a nest and silently folded its wings to hide its ball of wool.
This is a form of self-protection.
However, he didn't know that this scene, in the eyes of someone with a keen eye, would be like an unsuspecting rabbit showing a small tail at the entrance of its hole.
It became a temptation and a provocation.
——To provoke someone to hold his thin ankles, to press him into the quilt, to bully the sleeping disabled bird, to watch him wake up and crawl into his arms, trembling his wings and muttering "please"...
The carpet sank slowly, and an unknown object slowly approached the bed, making a barely audible sound from friction. If it were an ordinary person, it might be ignored, but Bai Ling is not an ordinary person. He is a veteran with a sensitive mind who will be alert to any disturbance.
Something was approaching from behind.
Bai Ling woke up instantly, sat up suddenly, felt under the pillow, drew his gun, loaded it, and took aim, all in one go in less than a breath. However, at the end of his cold sight, the person the gun was pointing at was...
A chubby robot?
The little robot opened its abdomen and said in a harmless voice: "Hello, this is your meal."
The one who delivered the meal... Bai Ling put away his gun, held his dizzy forehead and thought for a while. It seemed that this was indeed the case, so he ordered the meal.
But that's not right!
"How did you get in?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
Little robot: "You left the door open. I just wanted to come in and take a look, but you woke up."
Bai Ling thought hard and recalled that he seemed to have skipped the step of closing the door when he first entered. He stopped hesitating and prepared to reach for the packed meal.
However, when he raised one knee and leaned forward to cross the soft and sagging mattress, he suddenly felt a chill passing through the gap between his legs - damp, cold, and strangely sticky. His expression froze and he looked down subconsciously. The pure black silk nightgown was stuck to his thighs, as if it was soaked with water, tightly wrapping the outline of his legs.
What the hell...
Maybe it wasn't drained clean.
Bai Ling lowered his head and spat a few words in an unpleasant tone. When he raised his head, he found that the little robot was staring at him with a smile.
Bai Ling's face turned cold, and he pulled the quilt over his legs defensively, and ordered indifferently:
"Put your things on the living room table, close the door, and don't come into my bedroom next time."
"Yes, sir."
The responding voice sounded somewhat cheerful.
Bai Ling felt uncomfortable, but he was not surprised. AI voice settings are all like this, especially service robots, which will remain friendly at all times. Whether it is the rising tone of voice or the smiling screen, they are all the same as the fish's principle of life, and are good at pursuing "programmed" perfection.
This suite is a large flat in the hotel with all kinds of facilities. It is spacious for two people, but it feels empty for one person.
When I came to the living room, there were three dishes and a soup on the table. This was not some cheap interstellar meal package, but something freshly cooked by a very expensive chef - especially since it was the middle of the night and the restaurant probably didn't even dare to leave work in order to wait for him to come back.
The dishes are all Bai Ling’s favorites. I guess Yu Chen gave the menu in advance and asked the restaurant to arrange each meal accordingly.
Even if he is not around, Yu Chen will still infiltrate every aspect of Bai Ling's life in various ways.
He is everywhere.
Bai Ling sat down alone, preparing to drink some soup to relieve his stomach acid, but after taking two sips he felt uncomfortable. I don’t know what’s going on. I feel very hungry, but my lower abdomen feels bloated and hot. He reached under his robe and felt around. His abdomen, which was tight from training, was actually a little bulging tonight, as if it was filled up by someone...
Bai Ling's back shivered as he suddenly remembered something.
He passed out today.
So I have no idea what happened at the end.
Damn, that damn thing won’t produce sperm and eggs in his stomach…
No, no, no, you have to believe in the husband’s moral bottom line! He tried to comfort himself, but then he thought, that crazy fish has no moral bottom line. He was like that when he was sober, and now that he is not sober, he can do anything -
calm! Bai Ling's brain felt hot and he forced himself to think. The husband is already using self-contraception. No matter how many fish eggs he has, they will definitely be inactivated and cannot survive. It’s okay, absolutely okay.
Thinking of this, he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief. However, he could no longer eat his meal. When he put down his fork, a thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
I feel uneasy.
Wearing slippers on one foot, he rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door. After a while, the sound of a rapid shower was heard from inside.
After rinsing, he pulled off the towel and wiped it roughly. I hesitated for a moment when getting dressed, and finally decided not to wear the bathrobe provided by the hotel. Instead, I changed into that old, high-quality 19-mom silk robe.
In the past, the mermaid would always wear this dress and walk into the bedroom slowly with a pillow in one hand. Sometimes something intense would happen, but more often she would just pull him into her arms and sit against the head of the bed. The mermaid held the spine of the book in his left hand and slowly combed the Omega's hair with his right hand. That natural movement seemed to have been written into the program and became a placebo for him to get through the long and dark nights.
The ventilation fan above my head turned slowly, and the soothing pheromones left by the alpha gradually spread... It was so familiar that it made me dazed.
The mermaid's earnest concern still seems to linger in my ears.
——Baby, you have to clean yourself up before going to bed, otherwise you will have a stomachache tomorrow...
Bai Ling curled his fingers and lifted the toilet lid, then closed his eyes, sat down with his cheeks burning, and tried to squeeze his lower abdominal muscles by constantly adjusting his breathing rate. Perhaps because he was too nervous, he had cramps from the tips of his toes all the way up his thighs. The abnormal throbbing of his nerves made his calves tremble slightly until they became sore and astringent.
My eyes became red uncontrollably.
It was the middle of the night, and I was sitting on the toilet feeling so ashamed that I wanted to die. You bastard fish, look at what you have done...
But he couldn't find anyone to vent his grievances to.
He fed the fish quietly, and no one knew about it except himself. To put it bluntly, he was the one who started it. Now my stomach hurts, but I can only grit my teeth and bear it.
Besides, he had to get up the next morning to unveil a sign for the primary school next door, so he had no time to feel wronged.
Thinking of this, Bai Ling forced himself to control his emotions, cleaned up, went back to sleep, and became decisive again.
The lights were off, and the moonlight poured onto the side of the bed, printing the lattice pattern of the window grilles on the milky white quilt. Bai Ling, who was soundly sleeping, didn't notice that the terminal placed next to his pillow lit up. The screen slid open and switched to the [Camera] interface, and it silently looked at his sleeping face for a while with the front camera.
Not so peaceful sleeping face.
This bird in this family always has a stubborn temper and refuses to make a sound, no matter how much injustice it suffers. When it was around, he would occasionally chirp to show his vulnerability. When it is not there, it is like the Antarctic ice sheet, wishing to disguise itself as being as cold as ice and invulnerable to swords and guns.
The next day, Bai Ling wore a pair of autumn military pants for the first time.
Thick enough.
Enough to cover up any signs of contamination by monsters.
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