"Of course, if you have any reason for me to let you go, you can tell me and let me hear it."

In fact, even Chu Xinglin himself didn't know what he was trying to find out.

No matter whether Gu Huan moved him out or moved his grandfather out, he couldn't let him go, because these reasons were poking his anger.

Thinking that his reason might make him want to kill him even more, Chu Xinglin changed his mind again.

"Forget it, you should take the initiative to beg for mercy. If I am in a good mood, I will probably let you go."

Gu Huan struggled, unable to free his arm.

He raised his eyes, and the indifference in his pale eyes gradually faded away. Hearing the other party's suggestion, his thin lips gradually raised in a mocking arc.

beg for mercy? dreaming?

He is too used to this bad day.

In the previous life, he was born in a military family, but he was a waste who lost his legs. In the previous life, he was dressed as a half-elf and survived because of his identity. He was either hunted down by humans or hunted down by elves. In this life, she provoked the proud son of heaven as soon as she came, and she also learned that she might die soon.

He must have destroyed the world in his previous life to be so unpopular.

However, no matter how miserable his life was, he never begged anyone.

Gu Huan raised his jaw high, his graceful neck was entangled with some black hair due to the struggle just now, and against the cold light from the window, it looked like ceramics outlined with ink brushes, making it look a bit fragile and fragile, but he The sneer at the corner of his mouth was too arrogant and cold.

He mocked in a cold voice, "Who are you disgusting with? A person who can subdue me by sneak attack."

Seeing Gu Huan's appearance, Chu Xinglin suddenly remembered the previous investigation of Gu Huan.

Gu Huan's anti-torture performance in school is very good.

When I touched the back of his neck last time, it didn't look like he had a good grade in anti-torture. Could it be... the other party is the same as omega, is the gland sensitive?

Chu Xinglin's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he suddenly changed the movements of his hands. "you sure?"

Gu Huan's body trembled when he heard the whispers in his ear.

The cold tip of the gun slid over his glands along his jaw and neck.

Gu Huan tightened his fingers suddenly, with a painful expression on his face.

Chu Xinglin felt something was wrong with Gu Huan in the next second.

Huge mental fluctuations came from the black-haired admiral, almost floating violently.

Feeling the danger, Chu Xinglin took a step back subconsciously, and his sharp brows furrowed immediately. He didn't expect that Gu Huan's mental power problem was more serious than he imagined.

He had just caused Gu Huan to fall into mental tension, and immediately detonated the "bomb".

A deep color flashed across Chu Xinglin's eyes, and for a while there was the cold back of the other party throwing him in front of the black hole, and for a while it was the painful expression of the person in front of him who was losing control.

After struggling for a while, he finally dropped the energy gun in his hand and hugged Gu Huan regardless of the risk of being harmed by mental power.

He won't let him go.

Because this person will definitely make amends to him, but it will definitely not be repaid by dying here.

"Gu Huan, don't make me and you become the same person."

Alpha's sarcasm discoursed with subtle worry in the air, no one else was present, and the only one who could hear it couldn't hear it either.

Gu Huan didn't deliberately blow himself up, he was just very tense, and suddenly passed such a limit, all the surrounding voices became blurred, time seemed to stand still, giving people a sense of gap that was difficult to adapt to, he was like He just got drunk, forgot who he was, forgot what he was doing, and even the gravity field disappeared from him, and the sense of powerlessness that he couldn't control himself made him more nervous.

It wasn't until someone put his hand firmly on his waist that he finally became peaceful as if he had found his center of gravity. He leaned on the other person's hard chest. He seemed to hear what the other person said, but he didn't listen. clear.

Because the hand holding him was very gentle, he thought, it shouldn't be a bad word.

...

Psychotherapy room.

Seeing Chu Xinglin covered in bruises, Shang He just wanted to ask him what happened when he saw Gu Huan in his arms who was in a bad condition. As an excellent psychotherapist, his expression immediately became serious and he walked quickly Going to Gu Huan's side, he put both hands on Gu Huan's forehead, inputting the spiritual power for control.

In order to appease Gu Huan's violent spirit, Shang He broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

A few minutes later, the crisis situation was temporarily resolved, and he turned around very weakly and pulled twice, pushed all the books he was reading on the hospital bed to the ground, and patted the bed, "Do me a favor, Put the man up and take off his shirt."

Chu Xinglin immediately followed suit.

When unbuttoning, because he remembered that he had promised not to touch Gu Huan again, his fingers paused slightly, but he quickly unbuttoned it in the next second. Anyway, he had already made this promise when he just pressed the man's wrist. broken.

Shang He was not used to seeing Gu Huan's naked body for a long time. He asked Chu Xinglin to take off Gu Huan's shirt just because he needed some time to recover some energy. If he could leave things to others, he should try to give them to others first.

"You have used a mental tranquilizer before, you help me put it on, and let me slow down a bit."

Chu Xinglin nodded lightly, quickly inserted the golden connecting line according to the acupoint, and then took half a step back, giving the doctor the position next to Gu Huan.

Shang He just recovered some strength, came up and connected his mental power to the instrument, and entered Gu Huan's spiritual power again.

The precision was automatically regulated by the instrument, so he finally didn't have to concentrate on Gu Huan, and he said dissatisfiedly while helping Gu Huan to calm down.

"He's fluctuating a lot about what to do with his mental power. He's been told to control, control, and control his emotions a long time ago."

Chu Xinglin crossed his arms, looked down at Gu Huan who was frowning like he was struggling in a nightmare, and told the truth.

"I stimulated it."

"No, Your Highness." Shang He opened his mouth wide in astonishment. "Isn't it you who asked me to treat him?"

That's right.

Shang He, a national treasure-level therapist, is actually Chu Xinglin's personal therapist.

It's not for no reason that he has a bad attitude towards Gu Huan, because he knows what Chu Xinglin has gone through, so he has no good looks towards Gu Huan.

After Shang He directly called Chu Xinglin's identity, he realized that he had exposed Chu Xinglin's identity just now, so he immediately silenced and muttered in a low voice. "If you hate him so much, why did you specially send me over to take care of his mental strength?"

This time, it took a lot of effort to save people from life and death.

It is not so easy for him to save a person, it takes a lot of energy.

And it's not just a mental drain.

No doctor would like to see that the wound he sewed up on a patient was torn open, and then told him to sew it up, even if the patient was a sinner.

After being silent for a while, Chu Xinglin asked abruptly.

"Do you remember how I survived? Shang He."

"Of course I remember. Fortunately, the black hole you fell into was not a black hole but a wormhole. The moment the mech fell, it used the potential energy of the wormhole to perform a space jump and fell to a nearby uninhabited asteroid." Shang He didn't understand why Chu Xinglin suddenly asked about this matter.

"Fortunately, it's a wormhole. If it's a black hole, I'm dead." The man who told how he had escaped death in a flat tone lowered his eyes and stared at the piece on the bed that seemed a little fragile because of its weak edges and corners. pale face. "Shouldn't I hate and hate him?"

He seemed to be asking Shang He, but he was actually asking himself.

He hates, doesn't he? He hates it, doesn't he?

Then why can't the other party's every move recently make him bored, and even feel pity occasionally.

Did he feel this way about Gu Huan before?

Chu Xinglin couldn't help thinking back to Gu Huan who was with his grandfather before, but he couldn't remember exactly what Gu Huan was like back then. What he couldn't hate was the Gu Huan who seemed to make him get to know him all over again.

Looking back on Huan's report on military exploits, he wrote that the elimination of the remnants of the pirates was the result of his secret dispatch of troops to deal with it. According to Gu Huan's previous style, it was normal to just grab credit, and even he didn't have any doubts about Gu Huan's actions.

But after discovering that Gu Huan guessed that the elimination of the remaining party of interstellar pirates might have something to do with the "Prince", he couldn't figure out what Gu Huan was thinking, and it was even completely logically messed up.

There's only one way to say these things.

That is to assume that Gu Huan's actions are all in the direction of helping himself, and then these seemingly unreasonable things can be explained in an instant.

He took the credit in order not to let Chu Fengyuan's attention be drawn to their purge of the remnants of the interstellar pirates.

He is helping him.

"Where does it come from to hate someone? If you hate it, you hate it. If you don't hate it, you don't hate it." Shang He replied bluntly.

Hearing Shang He's answer, Chu Xinglin resolved the conflict and chuckled lightly.

"you're right."

...

When Gu Huan woke up, he was surrounded by the strong alpha pheromone with the aroma of wine, and he blinked his eyelashes lightly.

It's hard to imagine that I'm still alive.

"woke up?"

Gu Huan twitched his little finger stiffly, and slowly sat up expressionlessly.

He couldn't remember what happened later, he only remembered that Chu Lin wanted to kill himself.

But after waking up, the other party was holding a wine glass, enjoying the slightly spicy wine, as if what happened before was all a dream.

Gu Huan sat up straight, with straight hair hanging on his waist, without saying a word.

Chu Xinglin tilted his head slightly, staring at Gu Huan with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

In the past, he didn't particularly like long straight hair, because his uncle had that hairstyle, and seeing a hairstyle like that felt off-putting. But Gu Huan was different. His long black hair was like a fine black satin, which suited him very well. When the other party was asleep, he rubbed it a little, and it really felt good.

Unlike the smooth hair, he knew that the character of the person in front of him was simply a hedgehog, and the silence at this moment must be presupposing how to subdue himself in a flash.

"Because the prince's situation is very bad, we are all soldiers. Even if you are the prince's friend, I have to test you. I am very sorry."

Chu Xinglin waited and waited, but there was no reply, as if he was explaining to a dummy doll that couldn't make a sound, but Chu Xinglin didn't care. "This time, I really hate me completely... Maybe I will hate me even more."

"When you were unconscious, my people performed a minor operation on you and buried a small device in your heart." Chu Xinglin gestured to something the size of a fingernail.

"I think it's better for the two of us to live in harmony."

Chu Xinglin's words stopped abruptly.

The person who had been silent because he was sitting on the hospital bed suddenly laughed. That noble and cold face, once he smiled, it was like a **** blessing all beings, but the words he spoke were far less dreamy than the appearance, like a **** stepping down from the altar, full of flesh and blood.

"You're pretty smart. If you didn't have that device, you would be a dead person now." Gu Huan said coldly.

Chu Xinglin folded his legs, and said shamelessly.

"I'm afraid you can't let me die. I'm the dream of thousands of omega, the hope of the empire." When talking about the hope of the empire, Chu Xinglin took a special look at Gu Huan, but Gu Huan didn't pay attention to "hope". There was no response to the word, and he continued. "If you are still angry, except for the sex/blessing of my future partner, you can beat me up and let you vent your anger, how about it."

Gu Huan didn't expect Chu Lin to be able to make jokes in such a situation.

Don't look at the alpha who can smell pheromones all over after drinking a little wine.

He also deleted the grasping methods such as locking the throat that he had just imagined in his mind.

After waking up this time, Gu Huan was actually a little lucky.

Fortunately, this time he just had a problem with his mental strength, not really in heat.

He couldn't imagine the situation just now, if he was in heat with an alpha who was going to threaten his life, what would happen in the end, just imagining it felt particularly embarrassing.

Gu Huan twitched his eyelashes, closed his eyes slightly, and said coldly. "It's my greatest compensation for you to leave here. Don't worry, I won't interfere with your plans."

The man smiled shamelessly.

"Then how can you do it? How can you do it without my protection? This is also the task entrusted to me by the old marshal."

Gu Huan first twitched the corners of his mouth.

My physical condition is even more of a problem with you.

Although he thought so, Gu Huan did not object, because he knew in his heart that the protection the other party spoke of was actually a disguised form of surveillance.

"I've already made an agreement with Yueyang, and I will follow you every day." Seeing that he didn't refute, Chu Xinglin said again.

After Gu Huan fell into a coma, Yue Yang was taken aback when he learned of Gu Huan's mental riot through the Shanghe River. He kept blaming himself for not protecting Gu Huan well, and heard from other guards that it was Brigadier General Chu Lin who carried the general into the hospital. In the room, the momentary admiration for Brigadier General Chu Lin was like a surging river.

Hearing that Chu Xinglin said that he wanted to protect Gu Huan personally, he directly shared Gu Huan's work plan with him without reservation.

Because he didn't know that the murderer was the savior, Yueyang sold his own general just like that.

every day?

Hearing what Chu Lin said, Gu Huan didn't know whether it was anger or fear, he trembled all over, his slender fingers tightly gripped the quilt, a morbid blush appeared on his originally pale cheeks, and he tightly pressed his lips together.

Chu Xinglin knew it when he saw Gu Huan's expression. He must really want to "scroll" himself, but he just couldn't bear it because of the threat.

Thinking of that little device, Chu Xinglin slightly raised the corners of his lips.

In fact, it is just a mental power sensing device, which is often used in the hospital, just to facilitate Shang He to understand Gu Huan's mental power status, so as to avoid such a situation from happening again.