The Complete Guide To Rearing An Alien Boyfriend Chapter 128 Other Aliens?

The famous chocolate painting taken by Long Xi was Van Gogh's Sunflowers. Mo Kun got a work, named The Sleeping Gypsy, which was originally painted by Rousseau, a French post-impressionist, while grandma received Van Gogh's The Starry Night.

These were indeed works of art, and they could not even eat them!

They polished off the paintings with great distress and guilt!

In the evening, Mo Kun asked Long Xi to go back to the hotel with grandma, and he, in an invisibility cloak, followed Yamamoto Longsan home.

Before Yamamoto Longsan returned home, his great aunt had already fallen asleep, leaving the door open and a light on.

Yamamoto Longsan took a shower and went to sleep, soon falling asleep like a log.

Mo Kun took out a brain detector that was as big as a shaver.

Before implanting the chip into a person's brain, he needed to scrutinize his brain by the detector to confirm that the chip would not give rise to any brain damage.

However, things were much worse than he had thought!

There was already a chip in Yamamoto Longsan's brain.

This chip also served the function of automatic defense, which played the role as the master of the brain, forcibly blocking the invasion of another chip.

If he forced to implant the chip, the two chips would vie for territory, which was bound to harm Yamamoto Longsan's brain permanently.

Mo Kun was totally puzzled.

Generally speaking, the technology of the chip implanted in Yamamoto Longsan's brain was 500 years ahead of that of the Earth. n.o.body could make such chips except him. In addition, it was very likely that there was no suitable raw material for this kind of chip, for he had been looking for a long time!

Unless… Mo Kun burst with joy!

“Are there any other people from Planet BT on Earth? Would that be SU?”

He could not contact SU anymore since he had made the video call with her on the back hill last time.

Mo Kun thought that she could not receive or transmit information since she was in the s.p.a.ce-time tunnel to the Earth.

“It's only been less than a year. Did SU reach the Earth in advance?

“But if it is SU, why hasn't she come to me since she knows where I am? Is it another person from Planet BT? Or is it an alien from another planet?”

He, in the invisibility cloak, searched the room carefully twice to see if there were any signs of aliens.

There were only two bedrooms in this house, and Yamamoto Longsan's great aunt was sleeping in another bedroom. Beside the bed was placed a small crib, in which a baby girl about three years old, dressed in cute panda pajamas, was sleeping soundly.

In addition to them, he did not see anyone else, let alone SU.

Mo Kun decided to leave temporarily and secretly observe what would happen with patience.

In another corner of the world, Yamamoto Shang brought Weiwei to a pink villa halfway up a mountain.

Although this villa was mid-range among the villas in this area, it was worth at least one or two million euros.

It was designed by a famous French architect and was really stylish.

Unfortunately, the furniture and decorations in the villa were like their owner, vulgar though luxurious. This was Yamamoto Shang's mansion in France.

Last night, Yamamoto Shang took Weiwei here. He gave her several Hermes bags, and she accepted them.

These were all designer bags that she always wanted to buy but could not afford!

Yamamoto Shang led her to the bedroom, preparing to live a “happy life” here.

As Weiwei had been hurt before, she was very afraid of such a “happy life” that she s.h.i.+vered behind the closet.

Yamamoto Shang was indeed a womanizer, so he squeezed Weiwei into the corner of the closet and prevented her from moving.

Yamamoto Shang's lips were really hot. He did not give Weiwei any chance to speak but kissed her directly, which overwhelmed Weiwei.

Eventually, she took the opportunity to speak. She gasped while stopping Yamamoto Shang's hands that were about to reach into her clothes, then said, “Mr. Yamamoto, Mr. Yamamoto, I need to have a word with you. I want to ask you…”

Yamamoto was going to kiss her again. He was surprisingly strong so that Weiwei failed to move as he was on top of her.

Some weird patterns, seemingly like ancient characters, were tattooed on one of his cheeks, which were very strange.

The other half of his face was covered with long hair. At this moment, because Weiwei was quite close to him and the breeze blew his long hair, she saw that the half of his face was disfigured, and it seemed to have been severely burned.

His muscles, wrapped in the samurai costumes, like the power that had acc.u.mulated for a long time, burst out, seemingly to break the clothes, as if he would split the clothes like those who ate the delicacies of top quality in the anime Food Wars!

In sharp contrast to Weiwei's cold skin, his skin was like a big soldering iron, which was entirely boiling hot.

Yamamoto Shang started to take off their clothes as he kissed Weiwei, then said stutteringly, “Call me husband!”

“Husband, husband, can you stop first. I have a request…” Weiwei was really shy and anxious at this time, for she could neither defeat him nor run away. Moreover, it was her that took the initiative to provoke him. Now, the meat was already on the cutting board. Now that Yamamoto Shang was going to make love with her at this point, how could she refuse him?

In fact, she did not intend to refuse Yamamoto Shang but obey him after he granted her request.

The reason why she did this was that she was deceived and instigated by Man Shahua.

Man Shahua told her that Yamamoto Shang was a very capable man who knew how to do voodoo on others. Once someone else was under his love spell, she would definitely fall in love with him.

Weiwei wanted to learn such voodoo to make Xiaolu fall in love with her unconditionally.

As she did not own anything, she had to use her body as bait to lure Yamamoto Shang.

“Don't say anything first, you can say whatever you want to after we enjoy ourselves!”

Yamamoto Shang kissed Weiwei again and stroked her as if she were an eggsh.e.l.l…

The two of them did not stop until the early morning. At this time, Yamamoto Shang was too tired to move, so he let Weiwei go.

The big double bed was a complete mess, and Yamamoto Shang was lying asleep in bed.

On his strong back, a clear tattoo was drawn, which looked like a part of a palace with pavilions.

Besides that, there were many new and old scars. The latest wound on his thigh was a bullet hole that had almost healed.

Weiwei was lying in bed, naked, like a broken doll.

Her long hair hung disorderly over her cheeks, some of which stuck to her face and flowed down onto her white chest. She felt so annoyed at this moment that she wanted to crash against the wall.

She was uncomfortable and thought that she, like a cabbage of good quality, was destroyed by a pig.

As soon as she recalled what had happened, she felt sick, as Cheng Gong had done that to her then. The difference was that she had been forced at that time, but this time, it was voluntary.

Big tears flowed out of her eyes, but she covered her mouth and did not dare to cry.

She was afraid of waking Yamamoto Shang up, therefore, she got up carefully and walked into the bathroom. Then she turned on the shower and used shower gel to wash her body constantly.

However, no matter how much she washed, she felt that she was not clean.

Suddenly, the door of the bathroom was opened. Weiwei was so scared that she covered her chest with her hands, intending to hide behind the shower curtain.

Yamamoto Shang was awake!

Yamamoto Shang rushed to her and enjoyed himself.

Of course, only he felt delighted, while Weiwei really wanted to turn him down.

Then, since Yamamoto Shang was indeed exhausted, he fell asleep in bed again.

Weiwei kept awake though she was also tired and wondered how she had gotten into such a miserable condition.

At this point, according to Weiwei's memory, Mo Kun had come to Yamamoto Shang's mansion to manipulate Weiwei's will. He asked Weiwei to take pictures of the tattoo on Yamamoto Shang's back and sent them to Mo Kun's mobile phone.

Then, she ordered Weiwei to carefully search Yamamoto Shang's bedroom, but she found nothing.

Then he manipulated Weiwei to walk out of the bedroom secretly and sneak into Yamamoto Shang's study as other servants were all falling asleep to flood this area. However, she got nothing once again.

At this time, it was five o'clock in the morning. Since he feared that Weiwei would arouse the suspicion of Yamamoto Shang and the servants, Mo Kun ordered Weiwei to return to the bedroom and lay in bed.

The next moment, he asked Weiwei to delete the photos and put the phone back in the Hermes bag that Yamamoto Shang had given her.

Then, he wiped Weiwei's memory so that she would not remember that she had done such a thing.

Mo Kun took a good look at the tattoo on Yamamoto Shang's back. It was shaped like a part of a map of a palace. “Is this the place containing the ancient treasures of the King of Dian?”

The next day, Mo Kun decided to take Long Xi and his grandma to a small town in Provence.

Since grandma was too old, she felt really tired after doing exercise by the sea yesterday and having some c.o.c.ktails last night. Therefore, she had to take a rest at the hotel and asked Mo Kun and Long Xi to go there on their own.

So, Mo Kun left the invisible MK7 to protect grandma secretly, while he took the train to Provence with Long Xi.

It was really a paradise of lavender!

There appeared a large number of purple fields, fascinating to everyone in the world and rendering a dreamlike purple enchantment. In the meantime, the slightly spicy fragrance and the aroma of burnt gra.s.s permeated the air.

Long Xi waked into the field, looking for a variety of angles suitable for taking pictures and posing in different ways.

Mo Kun took pictures of her happily. This girl in a purple dress looked like fresh and charming lavender.

When Long Xi was not paying attention to the lavender, he quietly picked some of it and decided to make bookmarks for Long Xi after drying it.

However, Long Xi had a very sensitive nose.

When they walked into a small restaurant called Bull Head Restaurant, Long Xi asked him to hand over all the spoils in his trousers after smelling the scent of lavender on him.

Mo Kun obediently handed it over.

This restaurant was also quite special. There was a sign placed at the door with an angry iron bull's head on it. Besides that, there was a bull's head specimen in a display case.