Interstellar Love Hunting Guide

Like greed for some kind of empty security, Russell always couldn't help but go to the souvenir restaurant in the next few days. Even though his body was getting heavier and he didn't want to move, he couldn't help but go and drink a bowl of soup. Reminiscing about the taste of Soter, sometimes secretly looking at Huang Mudu's profile, thinking of him as Soter, looking for fantasies like mirage.

Huang Mudu has always taken good care of him. If he has a seat, he will sit with him for a while, and if there is no seat, he will take him to the storage room to sit in his own seat. He still doesn't charge him any money, and gives him a taste of newly designed dishes. Russell occasionally brought him a box of tea and a snack. Huang Muju didn’t eat snacks, but he always had a bite at the first time to show respect. Don’t think he’s just a restaurant owner. , But there is a noble reserve in his bones, and there is a kind of innate elegance in his behavior.

Russell was in a particularly conflicted mood. On the one hand, he hoped that the child would be born as soon as possible. On the other hand, he was afraid that that day would really come. He looked at Huang Mudu several times and almost blurted out when he asked for help. , It's not easy to trouble people such a big thing.

On this day, he came to the steamed bun restaurant again. He hid in the storage room and ate a little stir-fry. As soon as the chopsticks were put down, the brain blood ran to the stomach for digestion. He was dizzy and sleepy. A bed with bunk beds and iron frames, leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept. I felt that someone came in in the dimness. When the light came on, a pair of powerful arms picked him up and laid him flat on the thin bed. The twisted and rigid body immediately stretched out comfortably, Russell struggling. When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar tall figure standing in front of the bed. He couldn't help but grabbed the man's hand and said weakly, "Sott..."

The man shook his whole body and shook his hand with his backhand. Russell slowly woke up from a pain in his grip, and when he looked intently, he saw Huang Muju holding a blanket, as if he was about to cover himself. , But at the moment stood with a blank expression, confused: "What's your name hungry?"

Russell woke up completely, sat up with the head of the bed, rubbed his face, and said, "I'm sorry, I went to bed, and I just considered you my friend again."

"Your name is Hungry Suot?" Huang Mudu frowned. "Last time I heard you call it, I thought this name was familiar. Now that I'm more familiar with it, will I get to know your friend hungry?" Put down the blanket and watched carefully. Russell's face shook his head, then nodded, and said: "No, I don't recognize you when you are hungry, but it's so strange. Why do you think you are so close? Is it possible that you were relatives and friends before you were hungry?"

The lights in the storage room were dim. Under the lights, Huang Mudu's tall figure was so sturdy and tall, and his facial features were as deep as a knife. The eyebrows and the bridge of the nose were all similar to Sauter's. Russell moved in his heart and said: " Are you from silicon?"

"Correct."

Russell stood up at once, "Will you be deformed?"

"Deformation?" Huang Mudu was stunned, "Hungry is not a Transformer. How can the big living person deform? Oh, are you asking if Hungry is a magician?"

"No, it's not." Russell felt that he was thinking too much. Huang Muju could not be a delta galaxy person. He could not come here so far. Besides, he wouldn't be deformed...

"What's wrong with you?" Huang Mudu saw his face worsening than yesterday, touched his forehead, and said, "Are you feverish? Why is it hot? Hungry to see that your complexion is getting worse these days. What's wrong?"

"No, it's okay." Russell grinned reluctantly, thinking that he could write novels with rich associations, "I should go back."

"Hey, is there something difficult for you to do?" Huang Mudu graciously touched his head, "Why young people are always so listless, are they more sluggish than the hungry old man."

He was about the same height as Sauter. When he looked down from a condescending position, his eyes looked like Sauter. Russell’s eyes were sore, he hurriedly lowered his head and shook his head twice: "Thank you, Brother Huang, I'll go back first. I'll ask you to eat something else." He missed and wanted to leave.

"Hungry to send you." Huang Mudu saw that he was in a bad mood at a glance, his eyes were red, and his heart ached. "

"No, no need." Russell felt that his emotions were very wrong in the last few days, probably because he was too fragile and scared near the time of childbirth. Soter, this is dangerous, very dangerous. At the moment, he also seemed to have left the Pao Mo Hall and strode towards the dock.

"Xiao Luo! Xiao Luo!" Huang Mudu changed his coat and drove out, and he caught up with him with two long legs. He looked down at his face as he walked, and said worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Tell me, if you can help Di Hungry, you will definitely help. Even if we can't help, we can be at ease (chat)."

Russell stopped, already controlled his emotions, and smiled and said, "It's nothing, thank you Brother Huang. It's just that I'm not in good health recently. I'm alone outside and I have a bit of negative emotions. It will be fine in two days."

"Hungry to see that your face is very yellow. I can't tell you to go back alone. Are you going to the dock? Then you must not be close to you."

"I live in the Near Moon Space Station, not very far away."

"Go, hungry to send you." Huang Mudu is also stubborn and domineering. There is no doubt about it. As soon as he stretches his long arms, he puts on his shoulders, "You can rest assured that being hungry is not a bad person.

If this situation is still stubbornly rejecting him, it would be slapped people in the face, admitting that he is a bad person, and Russell had to agree to give him away, but the sixth sense told him that Huang Mudu is not a bad person, really not, not only is not a bad person, There seems to be a voice telling him that this uncle can be counted on and trusted.

Huang Mudu's craftsmanship in sailing the boat is first-rate, and he can't see it as a bun at all. The one-hour voyage is extremely stable, and even Russell, who is extremely uncomfortable, doesn't feel uncomfortable anymore.

The spacecraft docked with the Chang'e, and Russell invited Huang Mudu to come in and sit down. Huang Mudu declined and agreed. He followed him in the living room and sat down with a polite manner. The uncle is very generous wherever he goes. Stand alive.

"How big is your furniture?" Huang Mudu found two chairs, one large and one small. The one under his **** was obviously for another person. , You are just right."

"This chair belongs to my partner. He is an alien and looks a bit like your body." Russell has completely controlled his emotions and mentioned that Sauter is no longer so gaffe.

"You said that friend of Di Di, who is your partner in Di Di?"

"Um."

"No wonder... you have a good vision, and you look like a hungry man, who are all peerless handsome guys."

Russell smiled, took off his coat, flipped a bottle of sour leaf wine brought from the delta galaxy in the cupboard, took two goblet, poured a half glass for Huang Muju, and gave himself a sip, said "Taste this wine. I brought it back from the alien system. I haven't been willing to drink it." From Huang Mudu's boldness in drinking beer, we can see that he has a good drinking capacity, and he often mixes with others to eat and drink. Naturally, we can't neglect.

"Thank you, such a rare thing, you must taste it." Huang Mudu didn't bother, touched a glass with him, drank it, and smacked his lips: "Well, good, long and mellow, more than 20 years of Xifeng wine It tastes good."

Seeing his appreciation, Russell was also happy. He took a sip, squinted his eyes and smacked his tongue, and a thread of fire went straight down from the tip of his tongue to his lungs, which was very enjoyable.

Huang Mudu likes sour leaf wine very much, and pours himself another glass, and said, "This taste is very hungry, it feels like I drank it somewhere." He narrowed his eyes and thought for a long time, and said, "Maybe I should talk to you. Ask for a bottle, drink often, maybe you can think of things before."

"Yes, there are two more bottles, and I'll give you both." Russell put down the cup and got up to go to the kitchen, but because of his cumbersome body, he was walking in a hurry. He brought the chair down and fell to the ground with a stagger. The man fell to the ground with the chair, and there was a loud noise.

"Be careful!" Huang Mudu hurriedly ran to help him, and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you? Hungry to see you swaying when you walk fast, why fall?"

Russell felt a sharp pain in his abdomen as soon as he landed. The pain was almost unbearable. He lay on his side on the ground and couldn't move for a while. He didn't groan after clenching his teeth. I couldn't work hard, and there was a tight pain in my stomach, and even my temples became stuffy, like a sledgehammer.

Isn't it... It's going to be born now, right? ! A cold sweat came out of the scalp. Although the mental development was over ten months, Russell was still completely unprepared at this moment. It was too painful. Compared with this, pumping bone marrow or something is simply a small case. When I was killed, I couldn’t think of how it hurts.

"What are you doing?" Huang Mudu saw his face turned blue, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out, and he panicked, and said anxiously, "Xiao Luo, what the **** is your disease? Where does it hurt? I feel uncomfortable. Is it like this?"

"I, I, I..." There are two people in the family. Even though they have long planned for a life, Russell is still scared when things come. He can't even stand now, let alone go to the delivery room, hesitated. She grabbed Huang Mudu's hand and said, "Brother Huang and Huang, I, I'm pregnant, maybe, maybe now I'm going to give birth."

"Ah!?" Huang Mudu was completely dumbfounded, "What are you talking about? Want, want, give birth? Hungry to go to heaven... What should I do? Hungry, hungry, hungry now to contact the hospital for you, you, you, You stick to it."

"No." Russell felt better after a wave of pain, and braced himself to get up, "I, I have a delivery room, you, you help me, I, I can give birth by myself."

"You (silly) baby, how can you give birth to a baby?!" Huang Mudu was also in a cold sweat, and hugged him horizontally with a strong arm. He looked left and right and didn't know where to send him, "Oh, you Why don’t you be hospitalized before you are born? This, this, this... I’ll send you to bed first, and then I’ll contact the hospital."

"It's been half a month since the due date." Russell leaned in his arms and couldn't move, clutching his sleeve. "I, I have a physical problem, it's not allowed... You send me to the delivery room first, I, I'm all ready, no, don't go to the hospital, I, I can give birth."

Huang Mudu hurriedly sent Russell into the delivery room according to his instructions. This room was remodeled from the old storage room. It contained all kinds of tools. Russell lay down on the delivery bed. The person gradually calmed down and the pain was just right. In the past wave, I took a few deep breaths, raised the room temperature with the remote control, turned on the intelligent midwifery nurse, and the bio-robot began to prepare the midwifery tools according to the set procedure.

Huang Mudu was not idle either, took a hot towel and wiped the sweat on Russell's head, and asked, "You really don't have to go to the hospital?"

Russell nodded, forced himself to calm down, closed his eyes, and went through the various precautions that the imperial doctor had given him in his heart. When he opened his eyes, his eyes had returned to calm, and he apologized to Huang Mudu: "True Sorry, the first time I came to my house, I let you encounter this kind of thing and scared you."

Huang Mudu waved his hand, looked at him worriedly, and said, "Fortunately, I have been hungry today and I have been thinking that something is going to happen. I just follow you, otherwise you can do it alone...Alas, you young people, too Courageous, dare to be so messy when giving birth to a baby, your husband? How can he not be by your side at this time."

Russell felt sour and shook his head: "We, we are separated, he must be mad at the moment, but, but he must not be able to make it."

Huang Mudu showed a distressed look in his eyes, touched his head, and said: "What's the matter, hungry to accompany you, if you are hungry, it is your relatives."

Russell looked at Huang Muju's face that resembled Sauter, and then looked at the cold-glowing midwifery tools placed in the tray by the midwife. After thinking about these things, he couldn't help but hit him. After a cold war, the heart contracted for a while, reached out and grabbed Huang Mudu's hand, and said, "Thank you, Brother Huang."

At this time, he didn't have much energy to be polite, and Russell was tortured by waves of pain that became more frequent, and he didn't even have the strength to grit his teeth.

After tossing for a few hours, the eggs still showed no signs of coming out. Russell lay half-dead on the delivery bed with his eyes closed. Huang Mudu shook his voice anxiously: "What are you doing? Are you struggling? Hungry, hungry. Get some drops for you? Do you have any chocolate?"

Russell also felt unable to hold it any longer, and said dumbly: "In, in the cupboard."

Huang Muju rushed to the kitchen to look for food, and returned with a large box of chocolates. As soon as he entered the delivery room, Russell had been taken off by the midwife, put on a loose short gown, and spread his legs on the delivery bed. On the bracket.

"Coming out?" Huang Mudu hurriedly opened the chocolate and stuffed Russell's mouth with a piece. Seeing that he had no energy to answer, he grabbed his hand and shook his hand, and said, "Okay, please bear with me. Go over now.” As soon as the voice fell, a black pendant the size of a fingertip slipped out of his neck, pressed against his sweaty neck, shining with a dark red soft light.

There was a tingling pain in the temples, and Huang Mudu was shocked. He closed his eyes and opened them again, and the whole person was stunned.

Well, isn't that... Soter's fate stone?