It was already time for the sun to set when Locat, or Locat, or Locat, in Taiho's body, walked out of the Akashi ship, but it was better to walk than to walk like he was drunk.

In terms of eyes, it is no longer enough to describe the look of a defeated rooster, it feels like falling directly from heaven to hell, and then repeating it a dozen times.

There was still a nutrient solution left on the side of his mouth, which was not the same feeling as Trensu.

The originally rigorous clothes were as messy as the remnants of a defeated battle, even the short chestnut-colored hair became a little messy, even the body-hugging sports shorts were missing, the unknown liquid flowing down from the white thighs, and the constantly trembling body made it hard to imagine what Lokat had suffered.

"Uh...... I want to die......"

Even if I still have the feeling of retching and coughing, it's a blessing to be able to keep myself.

Even the brain seems to be empty.

Even the bones and muscles in his body are about to give up, and what Lokat needs most now is to find a suitable place to rest for a while.

Imprinted in your heart, the safest place is naturally your bedroom, and only where can your body and soul rest well.

He walked staggering back to his bedroom without even a sentry in sight, and it would be nice if someone could give him a hand.

Of course, if you can change back into your own body, you won't have to do such a troublesome thing.

Bypassing the atrium, he took a shortcut back to his residence.

The bright red Merukia flag and a variety of familiar documents and teacups, as well as a framed ornament with the words 'Sixth Destroyer'.

Everything made Locatel feel extremely relieved.

After closing the door, I didn't even have the heart to take off my clothes, so I sneaked directly into the bed, which was different from the cold examination bed, only this soft spring mattress could make me feel at ease, plus a soft goose down quilt, just being in it, it was as if I had been redeemed, and my tired eyes were finally closed.

But he seemed to have forgotten something very important.

He wasn't him now, he was her.

So if you sleep here, there will inevitably be a problem, but for him now, only to let his body and mind rest thoroughly is the really important thing.

And for Dafeng, or Dafeng with Locat's body, today is tantamount to a life of suffering.

First of all, all kinds of documents and equipment data sampling and all kinds of things, and those brain-brained, useless guys in the upper echelons of the army are really a waste of time, and too much of a waste of her patience.

But I did realize his hard work as a commander.

Although I used to work as an acting admiral for a while, I didn't expect that the real admiral work would be much more difficult than I thought.

After a cursory meal of navy curry in the cafeteria, I naturally went back to my room to read a book and rested.

But halfway through, Dafeng remembered that he was not himself, but him.

So I had to grit my teeth and follow my vague memories to the room that belonged to 'me'.

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge peculiar military flag, but in any case, in terms of style, Lokat is still an excellent admiral.

The shelves are full of books on military strategy or literature, as well as other documents.

The teapot and teacup are placed on the desk, and it can be seen that the man has a hobby of tea.

It's like a visit, Dafeng looks around in this room.

On the desk, in addition to a teacup and some commonly used reference books and documents, there is also a picture that has been framed.

It can be clearly seen that it is a photo of King Kong and Locat.

The red and white shrine maiden uniform and the pure white naval non-commissioned officer uniform were juxtaposed, and the slender arms and large hands with white gloves were intertwined.

The chestnut-colored long hair and the grass-green short hair seem to be intertwined because of their close proximity to each other.

The two faces are written with happy smiles, and just looking at such a picture, you can tell how happy the two of them were at the time of the photography.

But in Dafeng's heart, there is naturally some unwillingness or other thoughts.

Although he was determined to turn the man in the photo into his possession, even the entire Southern Cross fleet had to eat himself in one go, so far he had not reached half of his goal.

It is inevitable that there will be some anxiety, but whether it is love or fighting, it is not an overnight thing, stabilize your mentality a little, and then pick up a literary anthology and walk to the bed.

But beyond his expectations, the big bed, which seemed to be very comfortable, had already infiltrated some uninvited guests.

Gently lifting the quilt, revealing a familiar body in front of you.

The short chestnut-colored hair is so familiar, the forehead guard has been removed, and the sleeping expression is so sweet, as if even the soul has been relaxed.

Obviously, this is the 'self' in front of you.

Or rather, Locat's more appropriate.

The cherry lips, the delicate face, and the tear stains that seem to be in the corners of the eyes, I don't know if it's a nightmare or something.

Is this really me?

Or is this really your own body?

Some of the frail bodies were placed in front of their eyes like that, and the combination of messy clothes and fair skin was so lethal that even if they saw it, they would be intoxicated.

Looking down, the bright red skirt was torn by the sleeping position, and the form-fitting athletic shorts were missing, showing off the defenseless thighs, and then connected to a pair of small plain feet.

It is a whole perfect body, and even the former self never imagined that his body would be so completely displayed in front of him, and in such a wonderful way.

Anyway, it shouldn't have anything to do with it, it's just a kiss on your body.

Keeping this thought, Dafeng lowered his head deeply with Locat's body.

First of all, the forehead is against each other, and you can feel the body temperature of the other party, but in comparison, it is normal for your body to be more hot.

Next, the lips overlap.

PS: Recently, I've been more interested in writing bonuses instead of this one, and it's also a mystery.

PS2: 11111111111111111, there is no gendarmerie in the town's house.

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