Chapter 96: Why i like you so much

Lu Bixing confesses that he is not a person who is obsessed with the flesh. He appreciates the beautiful human body, just like a layman admiring popular artworks. He glanced at it for a while, and after a while, he would not go too deep into his heart. Finding endless fun in the starry sky, I feel that my journey is long and full of expectations, so I don't believe in the worship of hormones and sexual power in classical theory, and the implicit ones-such as "consummation", "conquest", "shame" The psychological reactions of this kind also seem to be exaggerated, as if they were just projections of social ideology at that time.
Even when General Lin, who was spotless at Beijing's Stars, was innocent enough to conscience, Lin Jingheng was no different from the male models who appeared in advertisements all day, and it was not as common as Xiao Huangshu. Great space for reverie.
But I don't know when this person started to be different for him.
When one person is obsessed with small movements such as raising an eyebrow, smiling, or simply raising one's hand, this carbon-based skin bag is no longer one of many beings. For Lu Bixing, his entire People seem to be a huge treasure. Every detail is worth exploring. Even the smell of the detergent and dryer on the collar is refreshing. With life, straight into the heart, like a roll of laziness. The vines bound him in place and pressed his head, forcing him to come closer.
Lu Bixing was so scared that he wanted to destroy his neat collar, so he suddenly turned his head and took a bite on Lin Jingheng's neckline. He felt the tip of his teeth hit the beating blood vessels, and Lin Jingheng shuddered slightly. Lu Bixing suddenly Returning to God, as if the frightened cub after the accident, retracted his teeth, took a half step back, stared at Lin Jingheng in a panic, half a meter away.
His hands and feet were numb and thought wildly: "I, what am I doing? What am I thinking? Is he born and angry? Did Turan do anything to me?"
But Lin Jingheng didn't get angry, and didn't ridicule his sarcasm. His pain sensation was not very developed. It felt like Lu Bixing had bitten him, it didn't hurt, and was a little surprised. :"you've been drinking?"
"Yeah! I'm drinking!" The reminded Lu Bixing thought suddenly, just like the two bites of broken rice wine could explain everything, "Drunken people are easily inexplicably excited, and their self-control will decline."
Lu Bixing found such an excuse to take for granted, and tore off his face with "civilization quality", retired and crooked back indulgently, sniffed his breath, and suddenly laughed, whispering wildly: " General, did I know you before I was born, or why would I like you so much? "
Lin Jingheng shuddered.
Lu Bixing looked at his face, took a small breath, closed his eyes, and with a little "carefulness", his lips fell, and at the same time, he couldn't help reaching into Lin Jingheng's uniform Coat, across thin shirt, fingers of expedition touched his side waist.
Lin Jingheng's feeling is a bit more complicated, because for convenience, this will be connected to the spirit net of this little mech.
The person connected to the spiritual network has two sets of perception systems. When he opened his eyes, his eyes could not only see the young people in close proximity, but also see the outside through the mech spiritual network. Busy people, the command post not far away, and the one-eyed eagle staring at the gate of the command post ... this person also glanced at this side accidentally or unintentionally!
When he heard the words "Did I know you before he was born", he could hear the broadcast of the name of the mech site and the sound of the military boots passing by here.
Lin Jingheng is surrounded by the lingering sweetness of wine, immersed in all directions of Lu Bixing, as if drowning in this extremely private place, and at the same time as if he is under the wide public, touching him indiscriminately. Someone who cherishes in his palm.
The sight of the statue of Lu Xin seemed to pass through more than half of Galactic City, the military base and the thick armored door on his back.
He felt that he was floating in the air and nailed to the cabin door. The young people's breath was hot and sincere, the cabin was cold and hard, and complicated sensory torrents swept through him, arousing more complex feelings-more than thirty years Come every time he dreams about his own and future pains at midnight dreams, those surging, hot and extravagant flesh, the inscription of Votto and the vitality of the eight galaxy ...
All this made him extremely eager, extremely fearful, extremely cherished, and extremely ashamed, with mixed feelings in the nerve endings of each inch of hibernation for a long time. They were like a forest scorched by flames, burning out of control.
Lu Bixing suddenly said gently, "It turns out that you are not cold, general."
Lin Jingheng held down his hand for a while, and the hatch inside the mech opened in response. Lu Bixing took a few steps back, and he arrived beside a small sofa.
Lin Jingheng whispered in his ear and said, "I have to wait for a while, time is too cramped."
Lu Bixing didn't understand his meaning, and his expression was a little confused.
His gaze was very pure, like a precipitated mountain spring, and his love and hatred were clear at a glance. His pupils were clear enough to be used as a mirror. Lin Jingheng hesitated for a rare moment, always feeling like he was polluting a snowy field without footprints. Foot, for a long time I do not know where to step.
"You ..." Lin Jingheng paused. "Did you ever try to like others in the eighth galaxy? Maybe you should try."
When he said this, he was very contradictory. He felt that Lu Bixing deserves to be better, but he couldn't think of how good "better" was. At the same time, he was not willing to let go, and he was also resolutely unwilling to give him up.
Even though Lu Bixing had nine things in his heart, he couldn't understand his moody mood at that moment, and asked very unexpectedly: "Ah? Lin, your style shouldn't be 'If I dare to go towards the third night, I will blow up my third, move Straighten my fourth and kill me by the way '? Uh ... I do n’t want to kill you completely, you can take a breath and give me deep reflection.

Lin Jingheng smiled and shook his head, thinking, "How is that possible?"
The back of his hand passed Lu Bixing's chin, and his fingers flicked lightly, and the buttons on his shirt popped open in recognition.
Lu Bixing, who had dared to use his hands for a long time before dare to use his hands, caught off guard and made intimate contact with his palm, suddenly realized what he wanted to do, his hair was trembling with trembling, and it was unclear whether he was nervous or excited.
"Don't be afraid," Lin Jingheng said softly, "I don't have that much time with my hands."
Lu BixingThis innocent youth who talked for years on the paper and has never seen the world, after hearing this, the soul instantly reached the second cosmic speed of the star, breaking away from gravity like a wild dog, as if to become a billiard, Every asteroid in the eight galaxy banged once, hitting him dizzy and dysfunctional, and only called Lin Jingheng's name upside down.
But ... he was upset for less than a minute, and was back soon. Because what's next is not a disaster and it's not much worse.
Captain Turan ’s speculation that he ca n’t eat grapes and said grape acid is all right, Lin Jingheng really does n’t
take care of
others—Lu Bixing suspects that this may be a
true abstinence system
pretending to be sullen in the hooligan heap. I have n’t even sent myself much. Not only is it essential, but it is also probably tense, and it is a bit light and not heavy. This rare clumsy and successful way has brought the atmosphere of cricket all the way to
busy and messy
and
left and right cymbals
. group.
Lin Jingheng: "..."
Lu Bixing couldn't think of how other people would react in this situation. He hesitated for two seconds and decided to conform to his heart, so he laughed out loud.
Lin Jingheng picked up the coat that he set aside and fell on his face: "What a smile!"
Lu Bixing thought more and more that he laughed and laughed. Holding his jacket, he couldn't stop laughing, and suddenly felt that this embarrassed and angry man was closer to him than ever before, and he felt a real sense of intimacy. It felt very subtle-anyway This time he will bite Lin Jingheng in a whim, and will not worry that offending him will make him angry.
"Take care of yourself and I'm gone." Lin Jingheng froze, "What are you doing ...?"
Lu Bixing reached out and grabbed his shirt, and pulled out the hem of his shirt. Lu Bixing wiped away the tears that laughed: "Hey, can you move out of the 'closet' next to the conference room? Go to me Is that okay? I'm not far from the command post. "
"Speak well, don't be coquettish," Lin Jingheng snatched back the shirt hem, "What about your dad, tie it up?"
Lu Bixing opened his mouth and blew a big ox, "I settle flat."
Lin Jingheng's face was still a little bit unstoppable. He didn't say yes, didn't say no. He fastened the buttons and rearranged his appearance. Although he couldn't see anything on his face, he applied three layers of oil to his feet and turned away.
Lu Bixing looked at his back with a smile, and whistled at him without a teacher. Lin Jingheng walked to the door of the mech cabin and removed the spirit net, only to remember that something was missing from him: "Return my coat."
Lu Bixing's whistle turned into a flower cavity, and he clasped Lin Jingheng's uniform coat with his limbs, buried his face on it, and drew in a deep breath at him, winking, "No."
Lin Jingheng was helpless with a black face, frowning and pampering, otherwise he wouldn't be able to provoke him, so he hurriedly wore a shirt and went back to the command post.
After he left for a long time, Lu Bixing just got up holding his coat and jumped for no reason. There was no specific reason. He was very happy. He couldn't stop his whistle. I felt that he was writing a poem or singing a song against the cold mech. Standing and brewing for a while, there is really no such talent, and my mind will just jump out some other people's sentences. The donkey's lips are not cooked in a pot, and he thinks it is very interesting. Personal terminal, found himself completely forgotten.
The mix of poems, songs, and poems flowed down with his countless sparkling thoughts, leaving only his very quiet soul after the shock.
Why is there love in all stories? Is there nothing else for everyone to write?
Lu Bixing then understood a bit, it turned out to be worth writing. He put the coat over his shoulder, slipped silently out of the hidden door of the mech, and heard the mech standing saying "the departments are in place" and headed for the one-eyed eagle.
The one-eyed eagle just saw Lin Jingheng hurriedly nodded in the command post, took a group of people to the third place, rest assured, and thought that he had done his squatting, and was about to leave.
Seeing Lu Bixing loosing in front of him, the one-eyed eagle knowingly asked: "Who is it for? What are you doing?"
Lu Bixing deliberately coughed: "Looking for General Lin, I heard that the plan for the military factory has come out, come and see."
The one-eyed eagle held his and squinted at him—the design draft of the military factory plan was made by the engineering team. The one-eyed hawk slid, and the cheap model said, "General Lin, General Lin is not here. I just saw him go and want to fly to the aliens. I do n’t know when I will be back, and I may by the way take over a seventh galaxy. Right. "
Lu Bixing said "Oh", in the face of the old Persian cat, just like a clothing advertisement, slowly put Lin Jingheng's coat on his body, showing the full details of the dress to the one-eyed eagle.
The one-eyed eagle was inexplicable for a while, and suddenly responded to who this military jacket was, and then looked at Lu Bixing's messy hair and spring breeze, and went crazy: "Is Lin Jingheng Tangtang ... Is he a weasel! Things can be done, shameless ?! "
Lu Bixing was blowing a rogue whistle and admiring the one-eyed eagle jumping wildly.
The one-eyed eagle raised his hand and slapped him in the back of his head: "Get out of the way, don't do anything good with me. Raising you is better than raising a pot of flowers!"
Lu Bixing leaned on the stone steps at the entrance of the command post building, took the paw of the old Persian cat painlessly and shook his head: "Dad, everyone has been born and died for so long, do you admit that you have misunderstood him? "
One-Eyed Eagle: "Misunderstanding that he is a bastard? Am I misunderstanding?"
However, as the saying goes, his fretiness was much less. The one-eyed eagle lowered his head and felt the smoke, glanced at Lu Bixing, and saw his stupid son, who knew nothing, was fascinated by 250 people. I knew that this "human-shaped tiger amulet" had long returned to Lin Jingheng. He could return to the alliance with this high-profile, summon Qi Baiyinwei, and hold all Lu Xin's old ministries that were fighting against the pirates on the front line.
In this troubled world where demons and monsters are frequent, vicious people can easily turn the clouds and rain, far from having to be as cautious and look ahead as he is.
He kept the secret of Lu Bixing's life tighter than himself. He stayed in the eighth galaxy, and even carefully hidden himself, destined to be a character, behind President Edward's back, for fear of inducing a wind, blowing down the still fragile part of the wilderness. New grass. It is not an ambition to say that every time I want to see death and save myself, and toss myself to death for a lifetime.
Although Cyclops is irritable, it is not stupid. I heard that Lu Xin's whereabouts in the old leagues later slowly and later realized something, but sometimes when I think of it, I am still very angry. The kid is too rigid for his own use, and the "I arrange everything, I don't explain, and I don't believe anyone" stinks.
Lu Bixing said: "You said that he was the adopted son of General Lu Xin. Isn't that someone you followed? Lin also built a square and a new government with you. Why can't you love him and his house a little?"
The one-eyed eagle muttered: "Lu Xin can't educate such bastards, he must have blinded his own mother-what do you think of him, do you owe it to others?"
Lu Bixing blurted out, "He looks handsome."
The one-eyed eagle could not refute, and he was kicked.
"It looks so handsome. I could lick him for a long time when I was looking at his photos when I was a kid. Admit it, Dad?"
"Who is your dad? I'm not your dad. How many times have you said that you picked it up from the trash can? I can't give birth to you like this two-two-colored wolf, billowing!" The one-eyed eagle waved his hands weakly, saying In order to let Lu must go, he stood up and rolled away in despair, and decided to take a few small white flowers to pay tribute to the statue of Lu Xin.
At this time, a researcher from the engineering team hurried over: "Mr. Lu, you are here, I'm looking for you!"
Lu Bixing responded with a flying voice: "What is it?"
"Last time, the encrypted files you seized from the old nest of the Anti-Uruguayan Society, we tested the Pollo Rotary Encryption according to your plan, and found a way out. Come and see."
Lu Bixing jumped up.
After 20 minutes, Turan, who had a simple rest, rushed over.
The researchers were all enthusiastically looking at each other. They basically didn't remember what they were doing. All of them were immersed in the fun of unlocking the game. Lu Bixing took a short meeting with the constellations of technical galaxies from around the galaxy. The call was ignored, and the encryption was cracked intently.
Turan opened a small lounge next to Lin Jingheng after reviewing the recent armament consumption. While writing an opinion on the eighth galaxy conscription plan, she heard a cheer from the side. She quickly closed her personal terminal and hurried over.
I saw the dense screen and documents showing the true content on the large screen at 360 degrees in the center.
The researcher tried to open a video file with a woman facing the camera and appearing in front of everyone.
She wore a researcher's white gown, her long hair was simply in the back of her head, without pink daisies, and a little embarrassed, but her facial features were very beautiful. When those cold gray eyes penetrated the screen and looked at it, it made no sense. Feeling thrilling.
Turan paused and looked at her with a strange feeling in her heart.
"With less than 15% of the energy system left, the backup energy system has been blown up. I have run out of food and am recording this passage under Lin Wei's sight."
The voice faded, the camera shook, and the picture took a bit. You can see that the tail of the mech seems to have been hit, and the fire broke out.
The woman glanced back and smiled: "Heavy nuclear guidance, it seems that he really refuses to say goodbye."