Feng Shu, who had already experienced, did not struggle at all this time. Even when Jun Lin appeared, he looked at him calmly, as if he was watching a quarrel child, silently expressing his dissatisfaction, but without any intention of blame, and was waiting for his next move helplessly.

"Tell me, why are you involved with Jimo again? He is a famous beauty in the interstellar world. He is rumored to be comparable to a god. He is called a male god by countless infatuated men and women. His son's biological mother is unknown, so why did he suddenly call you mother? Don't tell me that you and him really just happened to meet him, and that little kid just happened to call you mother."

Junlin stood in front of her, supporting the wall with one hand and rolling up a strand of hair in her ear with the other hand, curly and with a very leisurely posture.

Feng Shu could clearly smell the fragrance of medicine coming from his body, which was very light, but so close, she could recognize it at once, exactly the same as the smell when he approached the study before.

The airflow he breathed even blew to the hair next to her ears and shook slightly. It was too close, and she was very uncomfortable with such close contact.

"If you don't know, even if you know it, there is no need to explain it to you. That's my private matter."

"From the moment you decide to give birth, you should make plans. Life is the person who is ruled by me, and death is the ghost who is ruled by me. Whether you were a human or a ghost at first, in my eyes, now you can only be my son's mother, and in the eyes of others, you can only be my woman who is ruled by me. Do you want to be the wife of Jimo and escape from my palm? It's beautiful."

The big hand that was playing with her hair suddenly hit her neck, clenched inch by inch, as if the next second would break it without mercy.

Feng Shu was not angry, nor sad, but just looked at him calmly, his almond eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, unstoppable.

At this time, she was like a dodder flower, and life and death were in the hands of the host. She had a thought of life and death, and life and death were involuntarily.

Junlin was very patient and increased his strength bit by bit. He watched her face turn from white to red, from red to green, and then gradually turn from green to purple. Cold sweat was pouring down, and even the blue veins burst out could be clearly seen on his forehead. His eyes were astonishingly bright, but he didn't say anything. He obviously did not intend to give in to him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and his strength became less and he couldn't help but lose his strength. "As long as I promise not to be involved with Jimo, I will let you go immediately."

Feng Shu slowly breathed the fresh air, deafing his request, but a hint of mockery passed by his almond eyes very quickly.

Junlin captured her subtle emotions, his lips pursed slightly, and his big hands immediately increased their strength. Looking at her breathless look, he said leisurely, "No matter whether it is physical distraction or mental distraction, it is not allowed. I don't want my son to have any half-siblings, nor do I want him to call him another father.

If you cross the line, I will never see the little fat baby. Don’t expect him to come to you when he grows up. I won’t give him this opportunity, because before that, I will kill the object you cheated on, kill the child you gave birth to another man, and kill you whenever you have no choice.”

Feng Shu had no doubt that he was telling the truth, because at this moment, she was also clamoring to kill him, kill him, and kill him!

But the reality is that her life is in the hands of the other party, and she has no choice but to do anything to him.

Feng Shu closed her eyes, and her violent heartbeat suddenly showed a cliff-like drop, directly falling from the peak to the trough.

"What trick are you playing?"

Junlin increased his strength, and the neck in his palm was so fragile that it seemed to break with a pinch, but this time, it did not cause any reaction from her, and even the shaking of her eyelashes.

It seems to be dead.

He withdrew his hand and glared at her with a heavy eyes for a few seconds, feeling unhappy.

The body temperature is still there, the heartbeat is still there, and the breathing is long. The person is not dead, but he can't understand what she is doing, and he suddenly becomes like this through what means.

Just in case, he used his mentally transformed hands to hold the person to the third floor, put her directly into the medical cabin, and then sent the monitoring data to his companions.

"How, Xuan?"

"There is no danger from the data, she just entered a state similar to hibernation."

“When can I wake up?”

“There is insufficient data to predict.”

"Guess."

“It is possible at any time.”

Saying it means not saying it, Junlin frowned.

"Can we analyze how she entered this state? It suddenly became like this at the critical moment of life and death. It does not conform to the physical mechanism of animals' efforts to escape or kill enemies when they are in danger of life."

"There's no way. Unless I'm now immediately, observing her real-time data, and doing some experiments."

Of course, experiments cannot be done. Not only that objective conditions do not allow them, even if people are really around, Junlin will not allow any physical research on Feng Shu.

But in this way, he could not immediately break her secret.

Junlin hung up the communication and thought for a while. Seeing that the data still had not changed at all, he carried the person back to the room and woke Feng Shengzhe up.

"Hey, little fat baby, your mother can't wake up no matter how she calls her. Is she sick? Try calling her."

Feng Shengzhe sat up in a daze, blinked his eyes when he heard this, then lay back, holding Feng Shu's arm and was about to continue sleeping.

"Can't sleep, wake your mother up."

"Bad guy, beat, beat, beat!"

Feng Shengzhe was so quarrel that he couldn't sleep at all. He waved his hands around and tried to push his father away.

"If you don't wake your mother up, she will die. If you die, you will become a child without a mother, like a grass, and let others step on it."

Junlin's words were quite vicious, but unfortunately Feng Shengzhe's sleepy insect was too powerful. The fat little paw stopped waving his claws and fell asleep in one second.

"Wake up, wake up quickly, little fat kid? Round and Round? Round and Round? Hey, how can you sleep so much? Wake up, Feng Shengzhe?"

He stretched out his sinful claws, rubbed the little guy's hair, scratched the little guy's arm, pinched the little guy's lotus root-like arms, poked the little guy's round belly, and finally used his mental power to throw the fat son like a Fuwa into the air, and advanced at a speed like a roller coaster.

What made him speechless was that Feng Shengzhe was not disturbed at all this time. No matter how he tossed, the little guy kept sleeping soundly, and some saliva flowed suspiciously from the corners of his mouth.

"Have you hibernated? The mother and son are really talented in sleeping. They can fall asleep in one second at any time or anywhere. It's really enviable."

Junlin looked at it for a while and slightly closed his eyebrows.

The last time I had a sudden idea, it seemed that the family of three slept together was okay? That was the only time he slept peacefully for six hours without taking medicine in so many years.

As soon as he thought of this, Junlin kicked off his shoes quickly, turned off the lights and went to bed, and closed his eyes to rest.
Chapter completed!