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Chapter 4

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    I stood at the door of the infirmary, gasping for air.

    I left Mopu in the room and ran over with a gun.  A minute had passed, maybe two minutes - this was my last chance before he boarded the ship.

    On the right side of the closed hatch, a large LCD keyboard glowed with blue light.  I took a deep breath to calm myself.

    When Mopu locked the door before, the last two digits of the password were 2 and 5.  Thinking again that this spaceship was a gift to me, I think I guessed the password.

    Quickly type eight digits - my birthday year, month and day.

    There was a soft knock on the door, and I felt happy - I guessed it right!

    I grabbed the door handle and was about to turn it hard when I suddenly heard a muffled sound, like it was coming from far away, or like the floor under my feet was shaking.

    A layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.

    Because the surrounding area suddenly darkened.

    I turned around and saw that the entire corridor was dark and difficult to distinguish, and everything I could see was completely dark.  Only the dim starlight spilled in through the narrow window, bringing a few pitiful rays of light.

    power cut.

    I just realized it and immediately turned the door handle hard. Sure enough, it couldn't be turned.

    I stood there blankly, my mood could be described as sadness and indignation.  It was only a door away, which cut off any hope of escape.

    There is no doubt that he must have used some method to cut off the power supply to the spacecraft.  He had already predicted what I would do and blocked it quickly without leaving any chance for me.

    I only stood there for a few seconds, then turned around and left.  The wound on my head was getting more and more painful, and I could feel the blood trickling down my cheek.  Some slipped into the neck and felt sticky and uncomfortable; some fell directly and hit the ground with a slight shattering sound.

    I walked forward in a daze, not knowing where I was going.  I knew he would definitely find me, but I just refused to stand there waiting for him to arrive like a fool or a lost dog.

    Later, I felt so dizzy that I randomly found an open hatch and walked in.

    The room was dark. I took a few steps and bumped into something hard.  He reached out and touched it, and vaguely made out it was a large iron frame.  I held it and walked forward slowly for a while, then slowly slid down the cold wall and sat down, feeling confused and sad.

    The surroundings are so dark and quiet. My head hurts and I feel dizzy. I haven¡¯t slept in the room before, and now I can¡¯t even open my eyelids.  I leaned my face against the cold wall, thinking I would just sleep for a few minutes.  Unexpectedly, as soon as I closed my eyes, I lost consciousness.

    ¡°Whoa¡ª¡ª¡± There was another dull sound, and my body shook and I woke up suddenly.

    I opened my eyes and my vision was bright.

    The power supply has been restored.

    This meanshe has boarded the ship.

    The surroundings were still very quiet. I held the gun tightly, my hands covered with sweat.

    As far as the eye can see, there are more than ten similarly tall metal racks in a row, each filled with silver metal boxes, which are piled up to the ceiling.  This should be the storage room of the spaceship.

    I was sitting on the right side of the entrance, between the metal frame and the wall, at the end of the long and narrow aisle.  There were a few drops of wet red blood on the ground near my feet, which meant that I had only fainted for a short time.

    I don¡¯t know what to do next. It¡¯s shameful to give in and stupid to resist anymore. I¡¯m riding a tiger and it¡¯s hard to get off.

    At this moment, footsteps came from the door.  Clear, calm, step by step closer.

    I held my breath, moved myself very slowly behind the metal frame, stood up quietly, and looked at the door with only one pair of eyes exposed.

    From my perspective, the first thing I saw was the shiny black boots stepping in, then two straight long legs and a narrow waist.  A tall man stood at the door with his hands in his pockets.

    I was so nervous that I wiped the blood from my eyes hard to let myself see more clearly.

    is it him?

    The man wears a flat dark gray military cap and a light gray military uniform.  His complexion looked a little pale under the lamp, his eyes were deep, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin and red. He looked very handsome and clean, and every inch of his outline seemed to have been carefully outlined with a pen.

    The most outstanding feature of his features is his soft-lined eyes.  The black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making them look very cold.

    is it him?

    It shouldn¡¯t be him.  I breathed a sigh of relief.

    Although I have never seen the true face of that man, I remember that his eyes were golden, but the man in front of me had black hair and black eyes.  AndI have clear consciousness, but I am clinging to the wall with something, unable to move at all.

    But he didn¡¯t reach out at all!  He just looked at me, his eyes cold.

    But my gut tells me that it was him who did it.

    "What did you do?" I asked him.

    He smiled slightly and stood still in front of me.

    He first took away the gun, then took away the handkerchief in my hand, and started to smear the blood on my forehead bit by bit.  Because we were so close, his breath sprayed on my forehead, soft and itchy, and I got goosebumps all over my body.

    How did he do it?  terrible.  Is it some kind of invisible weapon?

    Thinking of this, my mind suddenly became excited, and a certain term suddenly appeared: "mental power".

    In the information that Mopu imported for me, there is the word mental power, but there is no detailed information.  It seems that there are very few people on Stan who can control spiritual power - their brain waves can reach a rare resonance with the planet's magnetic field, and then form an invisible particle flow, allowing them to complete certain actions without using their hands.

    ? Could he be one of them?

    At this time, his hand suddenly stopped on my forehead.  I didn't know what he wanted to do. When I looked up, I saw him staring at me, his cold and gloomy eyes, very focused?

    My heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and then I saw him lowering his head.

    He kissed me hard.

    The distant but familiar cool breath filled my mouth, and the cold and powerful tongue firmly pried my lips apart.  Contrary to his gentle appearance, his **** and sucking were quite strong and ferocious, entangled with my tongue.  I shook my head desperately to avoid it, but he pressed my head against the wall and I couldn't move at all.  I didn't dare to bite him for fear of irritating him, which would make everything happen faster.

    The deeper he kissed me, the harder he kissed me. I was suffocating, and my body felt inexplicably hot.  Then his whole body pressed up, and I was held tightly in his arms, with our whole bodies pressed together.

    After a long time, he let go of me, his face still very close to me, his originally calm eyes now darkened.  Even though I have very little experience with men, I can still see the possessiveness surging in his eyes.

    "Be my woman and don't cause any more trouble." He stared at me, his voice was hoarse and his tone was arrogant.

    I was still panting slightly, maybe because of the lack of oxygen just now and my brain was groggy.  Shame, fear, disgust, helplessnessmany emotions came over me, making me unable to breathe.

    But after hearing his words, no matter how uncomfortable I felt, I couldn¡¯t remain silent.  Although he probably won't listen to what I have to say.

    I looked into his eyes: "I know that what you did to me at that time was out of helplessness and you had difficulties. And you want to marry me now because of the loyalty habit of the beast tribe."

    A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing.

    I continued: "Have you ever thought that loyalty is meaningful only if it is based on love? You don't need to be loyal to a body. You can definitely find another woman who is more suitable for you. Only when you truly love each other can you be truly loyal."  Loyalty. If you force yourself like this now, neither you nor I will ah!"

    I exclaimed because he suddenly picked me up and walked out with an indifferent expression.

    I wasn¡¯t sure what he was thinking, and I felt anxious.  With my face pressed against the cold military uniform fabric, I even heard the steady and powerful heartbeat.  This feeling is quite uncomfortable.

    He remained silent and stared straight ahead. When he reached the door, he lowered his eyes slightly to look at me and said lightly: "I refuse to change." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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