Shen Yan's body hadn't recovered yet, and his body softened after the kiss, his face was blushing, his breathing was short of breath, and the sound of his violent heartbeat rang in his ears, with a somewhat irregular beating.

The turbulent pleasure surged in like waves, wave after wave, he opened his lips to bear the other party's strong entry.There is no response other than the invasion.

He Wenchuan kissed him heavily, with a ferocity that wanted to devour people into his stomach.

The body fluid that could not be swallowed slipped down the corner of the mouth, and was licked away intimately by the other party in the next second.extravagant.

Shen Yan's slightly thin chest heaved violently, feeling that he was about to be kissed out of breath.

The other party's breath is all around, wrapping him tightly like a silk net, being sucked continuously.The sucking lips were so hot that they were about to melt.

He managed to find a gap to breathe but was kissed hard again, there was no gap between his lips and teeth, only the intertwined rolling.Hot breath, let the temperature continue to rise.

So hot.

So Boring.

Head dizzy.

Shen Yan tried to stretch out his hand to push back, but when he moved his fingers, they were held even tighter, pinned to his side in a posture that did not allow him to evade, until his joints ached a little.

He who has not yet recovered is naturally no match for the Commander who has reached the peak of his physical fitness.

"Hmm...he...Wen Chuan...you kiss me so close...I can't breathe."

Shen Yan was panting rapidly while lying on the hospital bed.Breathing, the beautiful purple eyes overflowed with physiological water, and the long eyelashes were wet.

His lips were kissed red and full, and his skin was rosy and rosy, and he was astonishingly beautiful.

What's more, the other party is still calling his name.

He Wenchuan's muscles tensed up, his indifferent brows became dark, and he felt that his sanity was in jeopardy.

He put up his arms and let go of the opponent, and the young man who was robbed of all his breath immediately panted rapidly.Breathing, the trembling eyelashes are like a butterfly fluttering its wings, but it can't escape the giant net that wants to catch him.(My lord, this is just a kiss.)

The scorching kiss was covered again, and the thin and dense kisses fell like raindrops. Shen Yan raised his hair and let out a low sound.Panting, the fingertips tightly clenched the other's slender fingers.

The line of the young man's neck was stretched into a beautiful line, and his radiant skin glowed coldly under the illumination of the overhead light.

The wet touch and the stinging pain of biting were intertwined back and forth, bringing the thrill of trembling like electric current and tingling of the scalp, hitting him layer by layer like waves.

...

...

Such an intense kiss is still a bit too exciting for the young man who just woke up.

When everything was over, Shen Yan's lips were bright red, his purple eyes glowed physiologically, and the ends of his eyes were dyed bright red. He half leaned against the bedside and breathed rapidly, trying to calm down his rapid heartbeat.

He Wenchuan helped him tidy up his slightly messy clothes, his eyes were heavy, and his thin lips were tightly pursed: "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

If he continued, the instruments monitoring Shen Yan's heart rate and oxygen concentration might sound an alarm.

The other party just woke up, he shouldn't lose control like this.

In case it affects the recovery of youth—

His hands clenched into fists unconsciously.

"It's okay." Shen Yan's voice was still a little soft.Panting, the ending sound rises slightly, which is very attractive.

Those purple eyes full of mist looked at the man, raised his hand to touch the end of his eyes, and said with a smile: "I know you didn't mean it."

Feeling the gentle touch on the eyelids, He Wenchuan closed his eyes forcefully, his jawline was tense, and his slender fingers caught the fingertips that the young man was about to withdraw, and put them on his lips to kiss them little by little.

There seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, making him yearn for each other all the time.

And Shen Yan's connivance would make him push his limits, and make the fire burn more and more intensely.

until he was burned to death.

The man's gaze was deep and focused, with a scorching heat that could not be ignored, and a tingling like electric current came along his fingertips, Shen Yan's heart trembled, and he withdrew his hand involuntarily.

If it happened again, he would really have to call a therapist.

What's more, he has more important things to do now.

Shen Yan calmed down for a while, looked straight into his eyes and said seriously, "He Wenchuan, have you merged with the King of Alien Beasts?"

"...Fusion, but not completely." After a while of silence, the man finally told the truth.

At that time, he saw that the core tentacles of the King of Beasts were about to devour Shen Yan's mental body, and before he could think about anything else, the figure of the ice-scale python appeared behind him, opening his mouth to swallow the black tentacles.

In the next second, the mental body let out a painful roar, and He Wenchuan felt a disgusting and sticky touch spread to the brain area, and the white mental threads were entangled with black mucus, wriggling and wanting to devour them.

The tingling pain in the brain directly hit the soul, he felt as if a thousand needles were constantly twitching inside, and countless scattered silk threads frantically twisted and stabbed, trying to pollute his mental body, cold sweat blurred his vision, and his body trembled in pain.

His eyes turned into bottomless black, and in the next moment they turned into a strange red. The azure blue like ice lake was submerged in the darkness, as if to completely erode him.

He Wenchuan forced his trembling body to board the starship, and after placing Shen Yan's mental body well, he fell into a state of mental violence that night.

In the ward, the figure of the ice scale python rampaged in the room, screaming crazily, mixed with the man's suppressed and painful groans.The chanting lasted from evening to dawn.

Mental violence cannot be cured, it can only be resisted.

For the next six months, He Wenchuan fell into a mental riot almost every few days, and almost collapsed.

His entire brain seemed to be split in half, and the core tentacles wriggled and struggled crazily within the ice scale python's body without stopping for a moment.

The ice scale python's scales fell off in pieces during the battle, oozing blood, black mucus oozing from its skin, gradually covering the whole body, and even trying to devour the spiritual body in turn.

If it was someone else who suffered such deep-seated pain, it would probably collapse in less than a month.

But He Wenchuan endured for more than half a year, relying on the unimaginable willpower of ordinary people to temporarily suppress the core tentacles, and with the support of everyone, he gained the right to speak in the military department.

He knew that he had to carry it through, otherwise, he would not be able to protect Shen Yan.

The medical base on Planet Kroll is being established, and the young man's body is rebuilt with superb genetic technology. He has spent huge sums of money to build a defense system that is no less than that of the core military region.

Six years later, the ice scale python finally devoured the core tentacles and became an SSS-level spiritual body, which also allowed him to obtain supreme rights and status.

But the remaining part of the tentacles still wriggled and oscillated deep in the brain, making him often in a state of mental instability and needing to rely on drugs to suppress it.

This has been the case until now.

But He Wenchuan didn't want the youth to know this.

The reason why he split into three light spots in Shen Yan's brain at the beginning was not only because of his high level of mental power, but also because of the opponent's subconscious vigilance and disgust towards the King of Alien Beasts.

Shen Yan discovered the remnants of the core tentacles in his body, and directly attacked him.

After the split, the three points of light wandered in the golden sea, and instinctively found the three characters who were most accessible to the youth, and then put their consciousness into them without hesitation.

The plot was rewritten accordingly.

The plot of the original book binds them, and they also affect the plot at the same time.

When the personal consciousness began to awaken, the plot gradually deviated from the original track and developed in the direction they both expected.

Abyssal Rift is the final end.

Before the whole world collapses, they cut off the link of spiritual power and finally get out safely.

However, everyone's mental power was more or less affected, and this was also the reason why his condition relapsed.

Shen Yan looked at his bewitching red eyes, and his heart throbbed with tingling pain.

It's been ten years, and there has been no integration in ten years. How did He Wenchuan get here all these years?

The threat of core tentacles, the pain of mental violence, the struggle for power, and the despair of a loved one who doesn't know when they will wake up.

He's had a hard time these years.

Shen Yan pressed his chest with some discomfort, his long eyelashes were stained with tears, and his voice trembled slightly: "He Wenchuan, let me sort out your mental strength for you."

"...No hurry, wait until you recover."

The man held his fingertips again, held them tightly with an irresistible force, and put on an intimate gesture of intertwining fingers, as if this matter was more important than treating the brain.

He Wenchuan lowered his eyes. Over the years, he has gotten used to it.

Compared with the year when first started, it is really nothing now.

It's a pity that the Commander, who has never dared to disobey, kicked the iron plate this time.

The Golden Feather King Butterfly flew out of the brain under the master's command, and stopped above the opponent's head. The butterfly wings shook rapidly, as if a golden rain had fallen.

He Wenchuan felt a warmth that hit his soul directly.

The brain area was shrouded in pure spiritual power, and the black mucus hidden in the depths was peeled off layer by layer, revealing the white silk threads entangled in it.

They tried to use countless black 'tentacles' to capture the seductive spiritual body, but they were instantly cut into countless pieces by the thin golden thread thinner than a hair, and finally swallowed by the ice scale python with its mouth wide open.

The ice scale python lifted its head up to feel the warm golden light, and spat out the letter comfortably.

The black mucus covering the scales faded away like a tide, revealing the cold white smooth scales, reflecting the cold color of inorganic matter under the light, pure as ice crystals.

The treatment lasted two hours before it was over.

When the golden light dissipated, the dark red in He Wenchuan's eyes dissipated a lot, turning into a more pure and clear red, but he couldn't restore the original blue.

This is the impact of radical integration.

"It's beautiful." Shen Yan's breathing was slightly rapid, and when he wanted to avoid his eyes, he said in time, "I like it very much."

He Wenchuan turned his head and looked at him with deep eyes, with dark waves in his eyes, which seemed to hide countless suppressed and hot emotions.

Shen Yan touched the recovered lips: "Be gentler when kissing."

Hearing such an invitation, the man rolled his Adam's apple, grabbed his wrist and kissed him again.

Worried that the young man would not be able to bear it, this time his kiss was very light, with his thin lips rubbing against the other's soft lips a little bit, pecking gently, as if he was afraid of breaking him into pieces, he restrained himself from kissing.

...

In the evening, Shen Yan stretched sleepily, ready to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Although the treatment cabin was a sterile environment before it was opened, it was clean and tidy, but it was more comfortable to take a shower just now except for a little sweat due to the healing spirit and the kiss.

He Wenchuan followed the young man with long legs, and his cold voice was somewhat hoarse: "Your current body is not suitable for staying in this kind of space with slow air flow. Would you like... Let me wash it for you?"

Shen Yan turned back to look at him, and glanced at a certain part of the other party: "Are you sure?"

He Wenchuan closed his eyes, "...Then I'll wait for you at the door, call me if you have any questions."

Shen Yan nodded: "Okay."

The youth moved quickly, and ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Shen Yan's fair skin was rosy from the steam, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes looked more dreamy in the mist, like a lotus emerging from the water, so beautiful that he couldn't seem like a real person.

Because of his pursuit of speed, his bathrobe was tied loosely, most of his straight long legs were exposed, his hair was also wet, the tips of his hair were still dripping, and there was a small puddle on his shoulders.

He Wenchuan's tall body was completely frozen, he quickly looked away, his Adam's apple rolled unbearably, and he breathed heavily.

He clenched his fingers by his side until his knuckles turned white.

"Let me help you brush your hair." His voice was hoarse.

Shen Yan was sitting on an adjustable seat, and the Supreme Commander of the Empire stood behind him, with downcast eyebrows and knuckle fingers brushing up his slightly long hair, and using a towel made of nanomaterials to help him gentlywipe.

He Wenchuan's slender fingers shuttled back and forth between the brown and black hair, combing the hair bit by bit along the direction of the hair, from the root of the hair to the end of the hair, the cool fingertips brushed the scalp lightly from time to time, the movements were delicate andserious.

Shen Yan watched the man's focused and gentle movements, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Whether it was He Wenchuan in the past, He Ling in another world, or the distinguished commander of the empire today, they all did the same thing, which represented meticulous care for him.

"He Wenchuan." There was starlight in Shen Yan's purple eyes: "Thank you."

Thank you for saving me from the beast king.

Thank you for bringing me back from another world through all the hardships.

Thank you for waiting for me.

Thank you for always... liking me.