MTL - I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha-Chapter 45 Find

The project for the semi-finals is coming to an end, Xiao Qin has already started to stay up all night, wanting to perfect the design before the deadline.

Zhuang Yan slowed down instead. He is usually efficient, and now he can take the time to look for inspiration and feel to check for gaps.

Anyway, what needs to be calculated is almost the same. The built model is also rendered beautifully. Whether it is material selection or disaster resistance, Zhuang Yan has gone through the optical brain many times.

Before submitting it officially, Zhuang Jin sent a message to Diao Erlang and asked, "Xiao Yan, give me a look."

Zhuang Yan: "?"

"When you were a child, you had to show your elder brother everything you drew. How did it change when you grew up?"

"..."

Zhuang Yan replied: "Brother, don't make trouble."

Zhuang Jin lit a cigarette, turned around and complained to Shang Yu beside him: "Look at my brother, how did you talk to my brother?"

Shang Yu took a look and exclaimed, "After your younger brother became good, his speech is quite gentle."

Zhuang Jin:?

Questions are written all over his face, can this be called tenderness?

"If only I had such a big brother who took pleasure in bullying himself, put on a bad face in front of his face, and raised his tail to the sky as soon as he turned around."

Shang Yu paused for a moment, with sincere eyes: "I can't say the four words, brother, don't make trouble, I will hit him directly."

Zhuang Jin: "..."

Shang Yu concluded, "Fortunately, I don't have an older brother. Are you right?"

Shang Yu laughed angrily at Zhuang Jin, and crushed the cigarette end with all his strength.

"I won't talk to you anymore, it's boring."

Shangyu:.

During that time, Zhuangyan pheromone smelled very fragrant, like a walking osmanthus bush.

The body temperature was also half a degree higher than usual. In the morning, 408 swiped it with an electronic cigarette and asked a question—

"Xiao Yan, is your climax coming soon?"

Zhuang Yan was startled.

He really can't figure out his hot period, so he can only keep inhibitors and pheromone patches in his bag.

I have prepared for so long, but when I really have to face it, I still feel a little nervous.

After all, the memory of the last time I experienced the climax period was really not very good. The pheromones were so disordered that I felt a headache when I smelled anything, and it seemed like a needle was stuck in my brain.

"Maybe." Zhuang Yan said hesitantly.

Perhaps because the expression on his face was too obvious, 408 comforted him with a robotic voice:

"Don't worry, Xiaoyan. Your pheromone compatibility is as high as the major general's. If you feel uncomfortable at that time, just ask him to help you."

Zhuang Yan's cheeks were burning hot, he was almost ashamed to listen.

Looking back, fortunately, the surrounding area was empty, and there was no sign of Alpha.

Speaking of which, he casually thought, where is Chen E now?

Chen E was in the underground training ground, with the door ajar, slowly moving his wings.

Within six weeks after the fracture, according to the doctor's advice, he had to take rehabilitation exercises as soon as possible to move his joints.

This is actually a very painful process. Although there is internal fixation support, the muscles are always easily involved in the injury.

Flyability is too important for front-line operations. Chen E frowned, controlled the left wing, let it stretch and retract bit by bit.

Except for the need to practice self-defense weapons some time ago, Zhuang Yan actually rarely came to the training ground on his own initiative.

So Chen E didn't have to worry about being discovered, and stayed inside alone for a long time.

When he came out, his back clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He was about to go upstairs to his room and take a shower first.

The optical brain suddenly shook, and a 408 message popped up: "The small banquet is about to climax."

Chen E replied: "I know."

Omega's craze period is very fixed, he actually almost remembers the day of Zhuang Banquet.

After taking a shower, I met Zhuang Yan in the study.

The pretty boy has a thin skin, and even the corners of his eyes are pink when he is shy. He was embarrassed to tell, so Chen E also pretended not to know, and sat down on the sofa as usual.

After staring at Guangnao absent-mindedly for a while, Zhuang Yan approached lightly.

Chen E raised his eyes, Zhuang Yan's cheeks were not so red now.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, showing concern. Chen E was startled, and Zhuang Yan touched his forehead.

"Are you feeling unwell recently?" Zhuang Yan asked.

But the temperature on his forehead was not hot, because he had just taken a shower, and even felt a little damp and cool.

Chen E said, "No."

"Then why do you look tired every day? Is it because you are too tired from training?"

Chen E held Zhuang Yan's wrist and brought him into his arms. Omega's body temperature is low, like a soft pillow dyed with cinnamon.

He was too lazy to talk, so he hugged quietly for a while.

Actions are often more straightforward than words.

Zhuang Yan discovered that Alpha actually likes physical contact very much.

Even the few times when he was particularly angry before, when he was touched by Zhuang Yan, he didn't even need to be kissed or hugged, as if he had been comforted, he calmed down quickly.

After a while, Chen E said, "Small banquet."

Zhuang Yan hummed and waited for him to continue.

But Chen E didn't have anything else to say, he just put his chin on Zhuang Yan's shoulder clumsily.

His body froze slightly, and he gradually relaxed his guard until he was sure that Zhuang Yan would not resist, and his breathing rhythm became more relaxed.

a long time.

Zhuang Yan thought that Chen E had fallen asleep again, so he moved his wrist carefully.

Chen E immediately let go and looked at him with a frown.

Zhuang Yan said: "I want to see if the grapes on the terrace are ripe."

"Go." Chen E said.

After Zhuang Yan went out, he took a painkiller and sat on the sofa to wait for it to take effect.

The grapes have only been fruiting for a few days, so they are obviously not yet ripe. Hearing Zhuang Yan's footsteps, Chen E wandered upstairs for a while before going downstairs.

Chen E slowed down a little, stood up, and walked to the first floor.

The stairs turned a corner, and the field of vision suddenly widened.

In the open kitchen, Omega was smiling, chatting with 408 while preparing fruit.

Chen E walked over and noticed that the fruit plate by the pool was only half prepared.

Zhuang Yan wiped the water off his hands and fed a strawberry to his mouth.

He lowered his head very strangely, and almost bit Zhuang Yan's finger.

In fact, it was just a slight rubbing of the lips, but Zhuang Yan blushed hotly, and raised his head to glance at Alpha.

With something in his mouth, it was inconvenient to speak, Chen E looked away uncomfortably.

Strawberries are very sweet, but the chest seems to be held up by feathers, and the heart is beating up and down.

Zhuang Yan's earlobe was bloodshot, he lowered his head and cut a piece of carambola, and then fed it: "Try this."

The carambola is yellow and green, and it is impossible to tell whether it is ripe or not. Chen E took Zhuang Yan's hand, lowered his head and took a bite, his face wrinkled from the soreness.

His expression must be ugly, because Zhuang Yan opened his eyes wide, and half a second later, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Chen E: "..."

Alpha frowned, and slowly swallowed the carambola slices. He asked Zhuang Yan: "Why don't you try it yourself?"

Zhuang Yan said confidently, "I'm afraid of acid."

After speaking, he laughed again, his eyes were curved, and his appearance was extremely gentle, as if he didn't mean to tease people at all just now.

Chen E lowered his eyes to look at him, but he was still not angry after all, and just hummed.

"Next time, tell 408 not to buy this, but to change to another fruit."

Innocent being affected 408: "...received."

Zhuang Yan took some time to prepare the fruit plate. In the end, only one carambola was cut, and pieces in the shape of five-pointed stars were piled on top.

Strawberries, grapes and cherry tomatoes were placed below, and Chen E took the knife over and cut a few slices of watermelon.

Alpha cleaned the knife, then picked up the fruit plate, lowered his head and asked Zhuang Yan: "I have something to do later, do you want to sit in the living room, or go to the study?"

Zhuang Yan asked: "Didn't you start working yet?"

Why is there something wrong again.

"Zhuang Jin is free today, stop by to discuss clues."

Zhuang Yan didn't speak, but his eyes were soft.

Chen E paused, and had no choice but to say: "It shouldn't be too long, I guess Zhuang Jin doesn't want to tell me too much."

After all, he is his elder brother, Zhuang Yan knows Zhuang Jin's thoughts too well.

He was silent for half a second, and said, "Chen E, you don't have to give my brother too much face."

Chen E looked over.

"My brother has a bad personality," Zhuang Yan said with a serious face, turning his elbow towards Alpha in a grand manner. "If he says strange things to you, you can subdue him with one hand and throw him out of the house."

"..."

"I won't be angry."

Chen E smirked slightly, knowing that Zhuang Yan was vaccinating himself.

He put down the fruit plate on the table and stuffed a very sweet grape for Zhuang Yan. Omega looked up at him, and said silently with his eyes while eating, do you understand?

It's like being favored.

Chen E rubbed Zhuang Yan's hair: "Yes."

At this moment, Zhuang Jin has arrived near the major general's house.

He didn't want to come. His younger brother was betrayed by Chen E, and he still had to visit him in person—there was no such reason in the world, Zhuang Jin still wanted to lose face!

But after seeing Alpha's sick leave report from inside the system, out of humanitarianism, Zhuang Jin thought, okay.

After waiting for a while in the lilac-blossoming courtyard of the major general's house, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was Zhuang Yan, wearing bear pajamas, with disheveled hair, porcelain white cheeks, and an extremely childish appearance.

Zhuang Jin was silent for half a second: "Why did you open the door, where is Chen E?"

Zhuang Yan's tone was very obedient: "Chen E is waiting for you in the meeting room."

With a dark face, Zhuang Jin glanced up and down at his brother.

"He just hurt his wings, and his hands are fine, how dare he order you like a servant?"

Zhuang Yan raised his head and immediately opened his eyes.

After two or three seconds, he slowly asked: "Brother, you just said that Chen E's wings were injured?"

"..."

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

Zhuang Jin suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait, one yard counts for one yard, Xiaoyan, please explain what happened just now."

"I am the one who came to meet you myself."

"..."

The corners of Zhuang Yan's lips were pursed downwards, with a serious expression on his face: "So what you just said is true?"

"...Why, Chen E didn't tell you?"

After being silent for a while, Zhuang Jin finally realized clearly that he had inadvertently said the wrong thing.

He made amends without conscience: "It's fine if I didn't tell you. Anyway, it's not too serious, and the person is still alive. Since Chen E didn't say anything, rounding it up, it's no different from not being injured."

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.

Zhuang Jin couldn't see his younger brother's expression clearly, so he had to brush his curled black hair.

"It's a small banquet. If it's something big, let brother go in first, okay?"

After speaking, he finally saw his younger brother move. The pretty boy led himself in with a low voice, and then asked what he wanted to drink.

"Water will do," Zhuang Jin said.

After a while, Zhuang Yan came out of the kitchen, holding two glasses of water, and pointed to the meeting room: "Brother, you can help me get them in, okay?"

Zhuang Jin:?

I am a dignified guest, and I have to serve water for the host myself?

But because Zhuang Yan was really depressed, Zhuang Jin held his nose and endured it.

He took the glass from his younger brother, and coaxed him nicely: "Look at your expression now, if I were Chen E, I would definitely keep it from you."

Zhuang Yan stared at the floor and shook his head.

"It's different."

"Why is it different? If it's better to hide it, you never know, and you won't be sad now. The whole thing just passed away, didn't it?"

Zhuang Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he shook his head again.

He said in a low voice, "Brother, go to the meeting room, I want to be quiet first."