Shen Ru watched Mo Yu's actions, paused for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing. His lovely shoulders trembled slightly, his chest rising and falling with them. His smiling red eyes studied the man thoughtfully as he said:
"You want me to touch you?"
The man guided the young man's pale fingers into the gap in his clothes.
Contrary to what Shen Ru had imagined, what he touched was soft, with the delicate smoothness unique to human skin.
Mo Yu lowered his head, his Adam's apple bobbing uncontrollably. As he leaned closer, he spoke in a low, coaxing voice:
"Do you feel shortchanged, Teacher Shen?"
Their bodies seemed about to press tightly together at any moment.
Shen Ru tilted his head back, exposing the graceful line of his neck completely to the man's gaze. A fine sheen of sweat still lingered where it met his collarbones, making him look utterly delectable.
Mo Yu's gaze grew darker, turbulent desire suddenly surging in his eyes. The rose within arm's reach, right there in his embrace, was his to pluck with the slightest effort.
During that brief stalemate, the delicate, pale hand had already begun moving down from his chest.
At last, it settled lightly on the man's leg.
Shen Ru's fingers trembled.
The sensation of flesh fused with machinery startled him. His dark red pupils shook violently as he stared at the man before him in disbelief.
This body wasn't an android at all.
Shen Ru recalled the things he had violently dismantled earlier, and a bizarre, absurd idea slowly surfaced in his mind.
Which version had that Human Elimination Plan document been?
Had he read the final version?
Could the plan's ultimate objective be not the literal elimination of humanity, but the perfect fusion of humans and machines?
Mo Yu seemed