Chapter 54

The girl's voice is slender and long, but her voice can make people's hearts soft, not to mention that her eyes are simple and calm now, and her palm-sized face combines the innocence of a girl and the nobility of a mature woman, and that beauty is like the gentle sunshine that Artirance exists all year round. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's beautiful, not too much, not too far, just bright and hot.

She looked at Song Yinan with a frank and solemn attitude.

Song Yinan's eyes were fixed on the star brain on his wrist, where there was a translated dialogue between them.

Ford Jia came back to his senses from the amazement, he swept Song Yinan's appearance, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He smiled warmly and touched her head kindly, "Pooh, where does this kind of thing need to be asked, he is definitely willing, Mecha Warrior, this is the dream of many people in Artirans." And David will be the best enabler of this dream. ā€

Pooh's heart moved, and his silent eyes became a little brighter.

She no longer asked Song Yinan for answers.

She knew he was willing, even though she didn't hear the answer from him herself.

Her curly eyelashes trembled, with a girlish heart-beating halo, and she looked sideways at David, "When will the slave transfer agreement be signed?" ā€

David's eyes lit up, and a smile bloomed on his face.

He rubbed his hands, "This is signed, this is signed, you wait, I will use the star brain to hand over the application." ā€

Pooh sat up straight and nodded.

David tinkered with the star brain, and Song Yinan's dark eyes were fixed on the words translated by the star brain.

Sign the slave transfer agreement..

His eyes darkened, and he looked up at Pooh's side face, and after a while, his clenched hand slowly loosened, and he said, "I don't want to." ā€

Pooh didn't hear him, she could feel his palms wrapping around her slender wrists, calloused fingertips tickling her wrists.

Pooh tilted his head in confusion and met his gaze.

Song Yinan's hand was strong, his dark eyes were deep, and he had a breathtaking momentum, "Pooh." Chesterton, I tell you solemnly, I don't want to. ā€

The smile on the corner of Forda's mouth froze, his gaze stayed on Song Yinan's hand holding Pooh's wrist, and his golden eyes became slightly cold.

Fortga: "Pooh, what did he say?" ā€

Pooh turned his head to look at him, "He said he didn't want to. ā€

Fortga's gentle smile was mixed with helplessness, "Pooh, you see, the slave you bought from the low-level slave star, he doesn't even know what to do to be good to himself. ā€

Pooh's silver eyes flashed, and he hesitated for a moment, "Dear Fortgar, he is a very clever slave. ā€

The dark depth in Ford's eyes flickered, his expression was gentle, and his tone was apologetic, "Pooh, I didn't mean to laugh at you slaves, I just wanted to express that because he was in a low-level slave star, he was short-sighted, and I didn't know that now was a great opportunity for him." ā€

Fortga saw Pooh's expression move slightly, and his smile became softer and softer, "And Pooh, you, as his master, should give him the most correct guidance, and you also know what is best for him." ā€

Song Yinan's hand tightened, and his dark eyes swept over Fuga, "Let's go back." ā€

Pooh: "Song Yinan, this is a good opportunity for you. ā€

Song Yinan's dark eyes gradually became impatient, "I said let's go." ā€

Pooh: "Decided? ā€

Song Yinan: "Hmm. ā€

Seeing that they finished communicating, Forda leisurely raised his hand and glanced at Star Brain, "Pooh, it's almost time, sign the agreement first, and it's almost time for you to go home for dinner." ā€

Pooh glanced apologetically over Fortga, his eyes fell on David, and said, "Dear David, I'm sorry, I can't sign this agreement. ā€

David couldn't hide his disappointment, "Why is that?" My dear Pooh. ā€

"Dear David, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I respect the individual's own wishes."

Fort Ga: "Pooh, I thought you'd be sensible about the situation. ā€

Pooh: "Fortga, I've always been very sane. ā€

Ford's eyes were filled with shallow disappointment, and that disappointment was wrapped in anticipation for her.

Pooh lowered his eyes, avoiding his gaze, "I'm sorry, Forga, I respect the will of the individual, it's his own decision. ā€

Song Yinan's dark eyes were dyed with irritable colors, and when he saw that Fort Jia was still going to speak, he stood up directly and dragged Pooh out.

"Pooh!"

Pooh didn't have time to answer the shouts behind her, she just cared about lifting the hem of her skirt so that she didn't let herself fall badly.

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"Whew, whew, whew."

Pooh sat on a bench in the small park, his chest rising and falling, drops of sweat running down his cheeks.

"Give."

Pooh looked up and followed his solid arm to see Song Yinan's face.

She pursed her lips, her pink lips drawn in a straight line.

Song Yinan saw that she didn't answer, so he threw it over.

Pooh subconsciously raised his hands to catch the water bladder.

Song Yinan walked up to her and sat down, less than half a fist away from her, and the breath on her body was clearly audible.

She invisibly pulled away a little, then unscrewed the mouth of the water bag and took a sip of it.

Song Yinan saw her movements and did not speak, but looked up at the sky without flying saucers.

She hung her head, and he tilted his head.

The little park was quiet, and no matter how quiet Dewewny pretended to be calm, the strange sounds were always pervasive.

She could hear the sound of Song Yinan's Adam's apple rolling, she could hear the sound of water droplets running down the corners of his mouth and falling on the stone slab, and she could hear the sound of his arms rubbing against his clothes.

There were too many voices, and they were mixed, and she felt that the voices were all related to one person.

She was a little embarrassed, and took another sip of water, she sipped her lips that had become moist because of the water, "Song Yinan, why are you dragging me away, it's very rude." ā€

"Leave you there and sell me?"

Pooh didn't feel embarrassed by this question, her silver eyes poured out of brilliance, and her expression was calm, "Don't you want to too?" ā€

Song Yinan's dark eyes paused and looked up at her.

She is very calm, her silver eyes are like the surface of a calm lake, she can't stir up any waves, and she is tolerant and clear.

He hid the emotions that were spreading in his heart, and his voice was mellow, with the natural hoarseness of running after running, "Suddenly I changed my mind." ā€

Pooh hooked the corners of his mouth, and the pleasure was obvious, "Although I think your choice was wrong, I have to admit that I was pleased/pleased by your behavior. ā€

Song Yinan glanced at her and asked as if unintentionally, "Why don't you do what you like?" ā€

Pooh looked at the star brain with his eyes down, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the dial, but did not answer.

Song Yinan took a sip of water and threw the water bag into the robot-like trash can on the side.

"Huh? The master and slave should establish an 'intimate relationship', at least when the other person has questions and asks you questions. ā€