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    Chapter 173: Who’s More Striking, Who’s More Handsome?

    Chapter 173: Who’s More Striking, Who’s More Handsome?

    At eight o’clock in the evening, Zhou Zhou and Pei Yanlie boarded the plane.

    The first-class cabin still only had the two of them and their accompanying bodyguards.

    Pei Yanlie took out a pre-prepared lunchbox and began to feed the lazy Zhou Zhou next to him, who was exuding an after-sex aura.

    Zhou Zhou was sleepy at the moment, opening his mouth when food came, chewing and mumbling, “Pei Yanlie, sitting on your plane is like an earthquake, swaying back and forth, making people dizzy.”

    “Aren’t you the one who likes excitement the most?” Pei Yanlie looked at him with doting eyes.

    “Heh, I never said that.” He tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the plane window, faintly visible were thousands of lights, twinkling brilliantly in the dark night.

    “Come on, drink the soup first.” Pei Yanlie squeezed his hand.

    Zhou Zhou turned his head, the corners of his eyes were red and slightly raised, his overly rosy lips approached, and he took small sips from the bowl in Pei Yanlie’s hand.

    His fair neck arched in a beautiful curve, covered with several purplish-blue hickeys, the sound of swallowing from his Adam’s apple rising and falling, causing Pei Yanlie’s breathing to become increasingly disordered.

    “Little fox spirit.” He said again.

    “Yes, yes, yes, it’s my fault, it’s all my fault, this little fox spirit, for making you lose control, making you perverted, and making you unable to restrain yourself.” Zhou Zhou licked the soup from his upper lip and glared at him.

    After eating and drinking his fill, he comfortably nestled in his seat and closed his eyes.

    Pei Yanlie took out a small blanket and covered his stomach, whispering, “Baby, sleep well.”

    [Shut up, so cheesy, don’t force me to wake up and beat you.]

    Zhou Zhou curled his lips and fell asleep in less than a minute.

    He didn’t know how long had passed.

    “Beep beep beep” The familiar sound rang again.

    Sleep paralysis?

    He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, extremely heavy.

    “Zhou Zhou, age 21, trapped for 60 days, today’s vital signs are stable, weight decreased by 5kg compared to 60 days ago, according to EEG monitoring, emotional changes fluctuated greatly one hour ago.”

    A strange mechanical voice entered his ears, Zhou Zhou listened silently, feeling that the voice was familiar, like a medical robot.

    His hand was entangled by something with a cold touch, and in a short while, the coldness spread along his blood vessels to his whole body.

    “Try to increase the nutrient solution delivery volume.” A cold male voice sounded beside him.

    “Emergency notification, the trapped person in room b2 has been diagnosed with brain death.”

    The chaotic footsteps gradually moved away, Zhou Zhou tried to open his eyes again, but was powerless.

    Is this a dream?

    Why is it so real?

    So real that he could clearly feel the blood flowing in his body, icy cold, and a familiar smell seemed to surround his nose, milk-flavored nutrient solution.

    This was what he had been eating for ten whole years since he was born, and now that he smelled it, he actually missed it a little.

    Is this the future Starry Sky era? Recalling what the mechanical voice had just said, his age in the future was exactly 21 years old.

    The age when he just graduated from college and was full of vigor, but he died in the Game Pod because he was addicted to the transmigration game.

    Is it possible that he’s not dead yet?

    Footsteps came with a sweet female voice.

    “That one in the a1 VIP care ward has had very strange emotional fluctuations recently.”

    “The EEG fluctuation curve strangely overlaps with this boy named Zhou Zhou.”

    “The specific reason is still under investigation, I heard from superiors that he will wake up soon.”

    “This game accident has caused many people to be trapped, and three have brain death, the game development company cannot escape responsibility, after the alliance investigation, it was caused by the operator privately using some unknown substance from a black hole.”

    “Ah, it implicated my idol.”

    “I just did an examination for the Marshal, my own hands were shaking, even lying there, his aura was undiminished.”

    “You didn’t take the opportunity to touch him, did you?”

    “Although I really wanted to take off my gloves and touch his hand, there are at least dozens of monitoring instruments in the ward, I have the desire but not the guts.”

    “The Marshal has been single for thirty years, without even a scandal, I’m very curious who his future other half will be.”

    “In this era where the average life expectancy is 250 years, thirty years old is still young, the Marshal’s heart is only on the military, as cold as ice, who dares to approach him, being single is normal.”

    “Doesn’t the Alliance Club have regulations that single people over the age of thirty must be forcibly matched with a partner?”

    “Silly, the so-called experts at the Alliance Club would have to nod and bow when they see the Marshal, do you think it’s possible for the Marshal to be subject to the regulations of the Alliance Club?”

    Zhou Zhou listened to the gossip for a while, as a Starry Sky New Human, he naturally knew who the Marshal in their mouths was.

    Coincidentally, he shared the same surname as Pei Yanlie, as for his name, no one knew, it had never been publicly announced to the outside world.

    He had the good fortune to see the Marshal from afar when he followed his parents to attend his retired veteran grandfather’s birthday banquet.

    The heavenly figure wrapped in military uniform, amazing!

    He was the idol and rival in love in the eyes of all the men in the audience, and also the dream lover in the eyes of all the women.

    At the banquet, regardless of men, women, old or young, everyone’s attention was attracted by the Marshal, no matter where that man went, he could become the focus of the audience.

    The little girlfriend he had gotten after chasing her for a day also shouted in front of him: The Marshal is so handsome, I want to marry him.

    It was hard to describe his mood at the time, very stuffy, envious, jealous, and hateful.

    His body suddenly lifted into the air, Zhou Zhou unconsciously groaned.

    “Little Zhou.” A deep voice sounded in his ear.

    Zhou Zhou opened his eyes and found that he was being held by Pei Yanlie as he got off the plane, stunned for a moment, before realizing that he was just dreaming.

    [Pei Yanlie, if you and the Marshal stood side by side, who would be more striking? Who would be more handsome?]

    Pei Yanlie’s face darkened, and he asked in a low voice, “Who is the Marshal?”

    “A highly powerful military officer in the future Starry Sky era, he shares the same surname as you.” Zhou Zhou rested his face in his arms with peace of mind.

    “You dreamed about him just now?” His voice was suppressed, with a strong sense of jealousy.

    Zhou Zhou struggled a bit, wanting to get down, “It wasn’t really a dream.”

    Pei Yanlie carried him through the waiting hall with a dark face all the way, and got into a long, luxurious car.

    “You’re jealous over this?” Zhou Zhou was placed on the back seat of the car, tilting his head to look at Pei Yanlie’s expression.

    Pei Yanlie pursed his lips tightly, and gave a deep “mm”.

    [Jealous king, this rich vinegar smell is comparable to aged vinegar.]

    “In the future, you are not allowed to have these messy dreams, I want you to only have me in your dreams.” Pei Yanlie reached out and hugged his waist, tightening his grip, domineering and forceful.

    “Okay, okay, I’ll listen to you, CEO Pei.” Zhou Zhou was amused by him.

    [You won’t even let me dream, you’re the most domineering person in the world.]

    Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the hotel.

    As soon as the door closed, CEO Pei’s jealousy exploded, pushing Zhou Zhou against the door and kissing him passionately.

    Zhou Zhou raised his head, looking at his wrists that were pinned overhead and restrained by his tie, feeling itchy with anger.

    “Pei Yanlie, what are you doing again!”

    “Zhou Zhou, I want my face to be all you can think about, what Marshal, what men, all scram!” Pei Yanlie said word by word, close to his ear, his voice deep and suppressed.

    He reached out and pinched Zhou Zhou’s chin, the possessiveness in his eyes was so intense that it almost solidified, on the verge of erupting.

    [Damn it, mind-reading is too much of a foul!]

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