[BL, MTL] Crazy Tyrant Sentinel Transmigrates as a Flower Vase Omega (ABO)

Chapter 4: Sirius Legion

Plus that weird feeling the first time.

This is the third time Baimo has dreamed...or sensed that man.

This time they have entered the crashed aircraft. The man was sitting in front of the dilapidated operating table, with his head lowered and his eyes focused on repairing it.

Baimo never easily thinks that a person looks good.

Because he himself is very good-looking, whether it is the current face or the previous face. After he got used to looking at himself, no matter how good-looking other people are, he is still calm. On the contrary, those who are uglier may impress him more.

But this man made Baimo feel good-looking.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, the profile of his face is deep and sharp, and the embarrassment on his body does not conceal his heroic and handsome appearance.

But Bai Mo didn't think it was the reason why he dreamed about the other party again and again.

He once heard that some sentinels could use their powerful mental power to predict in dreams.

Maybe this is a precognitive dream?

When Bai Mo was thinking, Bai Mo found himself moving.

To be precise, it was the creature that his consciousness resided in that moved.

'He' lingered behind the man, and then yelled 'Aww'.

That voice sounded extremely aggrieved.

Baimo: ...

this voice...

The man didn't turn his head back, and said in a low voice, "I don't have time to play with you right now, so you can rest well."

'He' seemed to agree, lying on the ground, rubbing on the steel plate, twisting himself into an S shape.

Then a box-shaped instrument appeared in 'his' field of vision.

I don't know what it is for, but it doesn't matter, because the moment 'he' sees it, it has only one function, and that is a toy!

'He' turned over and flew towards the cube, then grabbed it and threw it into the air, and in the next second he flew over with extremely fast posture to catch the cube before it fell--

With a few loud crackling noises, the chair next to it was knocked over, flew out and hit the console.

'He' flicked his head again, threw the cube up into the sky, and did it again, having a lot of fun.

"Wow! Wow!"

'Bang bang! '

'Snapped--'

Already in a mess, the dilapidated aircraft became even more chaotic.

The corner of Baimo's mouth twitched.

This style...

The fixing strap that was supposed to be on the wall was pulled off and thrown in the direction of the console. After the man dodged without looking back, he finally ran out of patience.

Turning around, his voice was full of threats, "Stop!"

'He' stopped at the sound, then let go of the innocent chair cushion in his mouth, walked to sit next to the man, and let out a coquettish hum.

The man probably felt that it was meaningless to be angry with a dog. He rubbed the center of his brows, and his tone slowed down a bit, but he could hear some uncomfortable unfamiliarity in his voice, "You... just stay still, I will immediately Just fix the communicator."