Insectoids: The Job of the Males

His other hand was holding the phone, and judging from the whitish knuckles, he used a lot of strength.

"The script has been changed again?" The man's voice was hoarse, his words were weak, and the last two words were changed and the bite was particularly heavy.

He stretched out a hand and brushed his hair, and the instant noodle lid popped open, revealing the whitish dough inside.

Cheng Chaoci wanted to throw the phone out at the moment, but there was no way, the test had passed and the contract had been signed. Cheng Chaoci raised his head helplessly, his eyes staring at the ceiling, like a long-dead unwilling fish.

His profession is a comic writer, a profession that does not have to be spent even if he earns money. Cheng Chaoci cooperated with the company, and the company provided the script of the comics, that is, the script, and he covered all the drawing parts.

Everything went smoothly at the beginning of the cooperation, and both parties were satisfied with the price. It was not until later that the script was revised again and again, and before it was settled, Cheng Chaoci began to draw the storyboard and went backwards, and it was overturned in the middle of the drawing.

And in two days, it will be the day when the platform needs to write. In order to catch up with the work, Cheng Chaoci has not slept for three consecutive days. There are coffee bottles on the table. Cheng Chaoci He felt like he was a mass of dead flesh with some spirit remaining, and he urgently needed a rest.

Listening to the boss's impassioned dream on the other end of the phone, Cheng Chaoci wanted to say that I'm quitting this shit! He was going to sleep now, and no one could stop him, but the moment he stood up, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and the blood all over his body seemed to rush to his heart in an instant. Exploding in the ear.

After that, Cheng Chaoci didn't know anything.

Wake up again, Cheng Chaoci has not had time to sigh that the sudden death rate of this job is really high, and he was blinded by the appearance of the man in front of him.

That is a face with a mixed-race exotic atmosphere, with a clear outline, a high nose bridge, and thin lips pursed lightly. .

Cheng Chaoci himself looks pretty good, but maybe because of long-term lack of sleep, he always has a gloomy temperament, surrounded by low air pressure, as if someone has added extra to him BUFF, he looks good anyway, but he doesn't look like a serious person.

The handsome guy in front of him is different. Zhou Zheng is very masculine and has a good figure.

As for why Cheng Chaoci knew that this handsome guy was in good shape, it was probably because his head was now resting on this handsome guy's chest muscles.

It's embarrassing.

Cheng Chaoci himself is not so straight, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold it, and if he is excited, he will reach out and push it. His hand was pressed up, and Cheng Chaoci was also dumbfounded.

Whose small arms like lotus roots belong to this white flower? !

Cheng Chaoci froze, and after a while, his face turned cold.

Is it true that someone like me who grew up without a father or mother in a welfare center is a big time traveler?

As a comic book author, he accepts these things very quickly. He regrets it now. If he knew that he would cross, he should have beaten that mentally retarded boss before he died.

Fuck you crazy editing, that kind of blinding style is really mentally retarded!

"What's wrong with the baby?" The handsome man spoke, his voice low and heavy, making Cheng Chaoci look at him again.

I don't understand what the handsome guy says, but everything the handsome guy says is nice. Cheng Chaoci thought about it for a while, and suddenly reacted, wait! This handsome guy can't be his father!

The handsome guy watched Cheng Chaoci's face change in various ways, some were not sure what the situation was, and finally he stayed on a face similar to that of ashes.

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Then Cheng Chaoci saw that the handsome guy slowly lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing the tight muscles of his upper body little by little. Cheng Chaoci looked a little confused.

What is this for? Not too hot. Could it be that she is showing her figure to her son? But looking at his small hand that can only hold one finger, what is so good for a baby?

Until the man held Cheng Chaoci and slowly approached his chest muscles, Cheng Chaoci's pupils shook? !

Why? what! Is this action for breastfeeding? No need, really no need! Even if your pecs are in good shape, there's nothing like that in them!

Cheng Chaoci wanted to struggle, but his small arms and calves couldn't resist.

Probably affected by the body of today's babies, Cheng Chaoci wanted to cry subconsciously. As a result, when he opened his mouth, something was stuffed into it, and because of the action of inhaling, Cheng Chaoci took a sip.

Cheng Chaoci: "Every day!"

He actually ate it! ate!

Eating is not the most important thing! Why is it still in there! Why? ! He knows that men also have breasts, and they may be able to come out if they **** more.

Don't ask him why he knows this, which comics author hasn't painted Xiaohuangben quietly yet?

But obviously, Cheng Chaoci, no matter how powerful the men in the world are, does not have enough milk reserves as this handsome guy.

Cheng Chaoci fantasized about a sunny and handsome man biting the hem of his clothes, his eyes blurred and his face flushed.

But he never thought about a man who looked like a domineering president, biting the hem of his clothes... breastfeeding him, his hands gently patted Cheng Chaoci's back.

The mother is kind and the son is filial.

Cheng Chaoci felt that he almost died again and was frightened.

No! Absolutely not! Cheng Chaoci wanted to shrink his neck back, but the man seemed to sense his intention and reached out to support the back of his head.

"Baby, don't move." The man frowned lightly, his voice a little tired.

The baby broke his shell today, but his master was killed three days ago.

The male lord was screwed off by a female slave in their family. It is said that the male lord played the female slave to death. The female slave resisted under the condition of losing consciousness. The female slave is A serious female, with all her strength, cannot be resisted by a naturally frail male.

It's just that he didn't expect that there would be a male in his egg.

The male lord has many female worms, he is just an inconspicuous female servant, not to mention that the male lord's female monarch was pregnant when she was pregnant, and the whole family's attention was on the female monarch. And he was transferred to the front shortly after he gave birth to the worm eggs.

Male worms are rare or absent in Junk Stars.

What should I do if a female worm falls in love with a young baby and shoots it early? Those guys did such a disgusting thing.

are all problems.

The female is crazy now, he could not accept any female other than him to give birth to males for the male. After all, there were two female servants who gave birth to male sons for the male lord, but neither of those two male sons lived past their first birthday.

Although the death of the two males was disguised as an accident, he had personally seen the sub-females who were responsible for taking care of the little males calling the female monarch the main insect, and confirming that the little males were When the male worm died, the female monarch was almost unable to hide her excitement.

The lady is crazy now and will only get worse.

Take one step at a time, the man thought, looking down at the baby in his arms with a gentle smile.

Cheng Chaoci is now brainstorming, mainly to know what kind of fantasy world he has come to, ABO? No, it's unlikely, although the Omega inside also seems to have the function of producing milk, but Omega should be slender and weak, and the father holding him is obviously not a weak category.

Whistle? I've never heard that guides can't have such a handsome shape, but can guides produce milk? It feels unlikely.

He thought about it, but couldn't think of a reason.

Cheng Chaoci suddenly dug out a relatively niche theme from his memory, Zerg...

Fuck! No way! The kind of social setting that is even more deformed than the ABO society...

Cheng Chaoci glanced at his father's handsome face, prayed silently, he could be any type, maybe his father was just the most capable type in Omega? Or the type of body in the guide is more peculiar.

The more he thought about it, the more serious his face became, and when he thought of the back, he hiccupped.

Cheng Chaoci: "Wait!"

The man chuckled: "Is the baby full?"