111Happiness or Cris

Although he felt a little cruel and unhappy about opening his eyes to the ceiling of the hospital, Locatt could only accept the fact that he could only accept it.

The smell of disinfectant irritates the nasal passages, and although I don't like it, I can't get up from the bed immediately and jump three feet high, right?

The unknown liquid spreads and enters his body through the infusion tube, and although he understands that there is no harm in it, he still has a strange feeling about this kind of thing that does not come from the body.

Some mouths are dry, but it's normal to think about it.

How long have you been fainting this time?

Although I don't want to admit it, I do often come around and risk my life to do something.

From that time when he faced a super-giant deep-sea ship that surpassed common sense with King Kong, he has been constantly meeting challenges beyond his own limits.

And maybe I will continue to meet more challenges beyond my own limits, such as leading King Kong and Dafeng to end this war.

Although there may be a bit of a statement of personal heroism.

But I do believe that as long as I continue, the war will come to an end, and my talents will come to fruition.

It's not hypocrisy, the self you see in your dreams doesn't look like you at all.

At best, it's a fake, and the real self is here.

Although he wanted to continue his philosophy or think deeply, something that had been tossing and turning since the quilt made Locatt feel painful.

Although the weight should not be considered heavy, it will still be a little stressful to press on the legs, and it will be worse to be so close to the little Locat.

Lift the quilt with your hand without a tube and find out what is beside you.

The first thing that catches your eye is the short chestnut-colored hair, and then you can see the same hospital gown as herself, is it because she is too petite, or what kind of reason, the hospital gown is loose, and you can easily see some scenery that is usually difficult to see from the perspective of Locat.

Although it is very petite, the scenery on the chest is still amazing, the appearance of a slight sleep makes people can't bear to wake up, a strong sense of back and a certain urge to make friends salute in the body back and forth.

But it's not good to say this, isn't this just that a young girl?

No, no, no, no, and...... This is really Dafeng...... Right?

Running your fingers back and forth between your hair, the hair looks like high-quality silk and you feel amazing from the bottom of your heart.

Unconsciously moved his fingers down, moved to the cheeks that were still a little immature, and poked them with his fingers.

What the? Feel you say?

This kind of thing is really too troublesome for the kind of guy in front of him, and he can't understand the feeling with adjectives at all.

Puff puff puff - this onomatopoeia suddenly popped up in Locat's mind, as if this was the only way to describe this guy's face more accurately.

It's really funny, and it's like it's easy to get obsessed, and I can't stop at all, and my fingers keep poking in my face.

Or slide your index finger down the forehead from the contours of your face, down the somewhat boyish face to your jaw, gently soothing your throat and the corners of your mouth like a cat.

If it weren't for the limited space, Lokat would definitely not stop there, or go down his throat all the way to the rather rounded collarbone, and then touch the claws of Lushan on the chest that can basically be called a thunder pool, which is difficult to reach.

The shackles of reason usually seem to have little effect at such times, but rather are terrifyingly calm.

Because this hilarious reason is telling him that it is not a crime if he is not discovered.

"Don't leave me alone......"

Dafeng's dream words have a trembling cry.

Probably a dream? What kind of dreams does this guy have?

If you can enter the dream realm, I'd like to find out.

It's a pity that I can't do this, and if I just say a few words, I can only think that it must be some terrible dream.

Suppressing myself, on the battlefield, in life, at work.

Maybe the big phoenix you know is not a complete big phoenix.

That's probably how it feels, Lokat thought.

"Don't worry, no one will leave you."

Although his heart has always been King Kong's, in the sense of being a companion, Dafeng is also indispensable to himself......

Maybe, or ......

There's a bit of self-deception.

But at least it was his intention to hope that Dafeng would not feel lonely.

He put his hand back on the top of the petite phoenix king's head, rubbing it back and forth, rubbing his head like his mother in memory, but he could feel unexpectedly warm.

Probably the nightmare passed, and it seems that Dafeng seems to feel the entanglement, but it is full of concern.

"Hmm......"

Probably a little confused about the current situation, but Dafeng still decided to lift the quilt and take a look at what the situation was now.

"Admiral......?"

The eyes seem to be a little blank, like a camera that has failed to focus.

"Well, it's me."

Although I instinctively wanted to play with this little fool who had just woken up, I thought of the dream words that seemed to cry before.

But for some reason my heart softened, it's a typical example of indecision.

"Admiral...... Awake? ”

Probably finally succeeded in focusing, and what appeared in Dafeng's eyes was a handsome guy with long green hair, wearing a miserable white hospital gown, and a wry smile.

In fact, this does not match Taiho's original description of the name Locatel Prada.

According to the old words, it was probably seaweed-like hair, tasteless smiles, and clothing.

But for some reason, when my opinion has changed, these are probably not important to me.

However, the current Locat, compared with his previous memories and previous memories, are not very good.

Because at least in Dafeng's common sense, in memory.

Locat's eyes were like mercury and full of confidence.

But now Locat's left eye is as blue as the sea, although the expression is still the Locatel he knows, but in that ominous eye.

Dafeng, as if he had seen the deep seabed-

"What's the matter, Dafeng, are you stupid?"

In Dafeng's memory, she understands very well what this phenomenon is.

Deep-Sea Fusion Syndrome -