"Okay, no?" Sheila blushed.

"No ......" Aske is still trying.

Although the picture at this time looks a little childish, in fact, the two are not doing anything dangerous - they are both dressed properly!

Since his body, including his hands, is completely suppressed by the "adaptive" and "minimized" shield contraction, Aske can only try to twist his body that is clinging to Sheila, hoping that his waist will accidentally hit the button on the opponent's belt without him seeing, so as to disarm this damn shield.

To put it simply, it's a matter of chance.

It's just that although she is through her clothes, the touch of skin friction still makes Sheila can't help but think about it, and her face is flushed.

After this year's birthday, she will be 18 years old, of course, she is no longer an ignorant age. What's more, as an "orthodox princess Solomon" born into the imperial royal family, she has always lived a saint-like life before, and has hardly ever had physical contact with any men - in this respect alone, it is completely different from her sister Zoe.

It's a pity that today, the little empress's record of purity and innocence has been broken.

"That's it!" Sheila blushed and shouted, "Don't think I don't know, you're taking advantage of me under the guise of removing the shield!" Stop me from your doggy swaying waist! ”

Asker: ..................

"Why do you think I'm trying to take advantage of you?" He said with some unhappiness, "Do you have a advantage to take advantage of?" ”

Sheila was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then she reacted and snorted coldly: "Who knows, maybe you are just very hungry and thirsty." ”

"If nothing else, did I do anything to any of the girls on the team?" Aske reasoned with the facts in an attempt to prove his innocence to Sheila.

Sheila was speechless. Indeed, if Asker really has any bad intentions, as long as he hooks his fingers, Medea will probably be the first to rush to his bed. In this way, no girl has been in trouble so far, which seems to indeed show that the head of the regiment is a righteous man......

You can bully me like this?! Sheila, who suddenly came back to her senses, was ashamed and angry, and pointed at Aske again.

"Ahh This time the pain came so suddenly that Asker subconsciously struggled backwards to dodge, and even Sheila was pulled out of balance by him, and the two of them fell to the ground hard.

Fortunately, Aske was underneath and perfectly took on Sheila's petite body, who was lying on his chest and felt a little dizzy.

"It's good now." Aske said, "If they come back now, or teleport out of Hearth, and see us in this position, they will definitely be misunderstood." ”

"Can you please not have a crow's mouth!" Sheila said, "Like Kassandra! ”

"What's Kassandra?" Asker asked.

"The Trojan War." "Kassandra was a priestess in the temple of Troy, and she had the power to predict the future, but no one believed her. Therefore, the word 'Kassandra' in the Syrius language means 'to prophesy that something is about to happen'. ”

"That's right." Asker said that he had a long knowledge.

"Then again." Sheila said coldly, "Are you happy that they misunderstood?" It's like, 'Ahhh ”

"Of course not." "Don't forget," said Asker, "Nola and Medea can read minds!" They will surely believe that I am innocent. ”

"But not necessarily Peggy." Sheila said, "If she waited to come out of the island of fires and see us hugging each other like this, she would be so angry that she would turn black." ”

"Maybe I'll rush up on the spot." Asker said.

"And tear you to shreds." Sheila said.

"No, it's supposed to break your neck." Asker said.

Two people: ..................

"Let's hurry up and remove this shield." Asker suddenly felt a little empty.

In case Peggy goes crazy and comes to the face with a "law of death. curse to death", in his own state, he can't even use the nine styles of the stars to block it.

"Yes, yes, why don't you try harder?" Sheila's back also had some cold sweat, of course she couldn't beat Peggy now, so she could only say anxiously, "Use that waist impact method." ”

"The lumbar impingement method is too tiring." Asker grumbled, "Now that I'm down on you, it's better for you to press down faster than for me to push up." ”

"How?" Sheila is irritable.

"Raise your waist and press down!" Aske shouted, "Hit me with the position of your belt!" Hit that button! ”

Sheila thrust back hard before she realized what Aske meant by "too tired". When the shield contracted, the two of them were firmly pressed together from all sides, and even if they tried to break away by a few tenths of a millimeter, they would encounter tremendous resistance.

To use a metaphor, it's like tying a weight around your waist and then doing a plank, every second is a cruel test of muscles.

I hit it many times in a row, but there was no response, I don't know if it was because of the angle or position of the impact, or because Asker's abdomen was too soft, in short, the button was never pressed.

"I can't do it anymore......" Sheila finally lay on Asker's top of Asker out of breath, looking exhausted.

With the shield pressing their chests together, she now had some difficulty even breathing heavily.

"Ugh." Aske also stared blankly at the ceiling, "Forget it, let's wait until they come to help." ”

Sheila didn't answer.

It was a moment before Asker heard a low sob.

Isn't she, she...... Crying?

"Tears?" Asker asked cautiously.

"Nope." Sheila whimpered.

The voice was so aggrieved that it was about to drip water...... Asker sighed, and suddenly had an idea:

"Why don't you try it with extraordinary abilities? Air pressure and gravity? ”

"Oh." Sheila finally remembered that she was actually a transcendent, "How do you use it?" ”

"Can you adjust the air pressure to push us away?" Asker asked.

"I want to think about it." "My 'storm' ability is to adjust the air pressure in an area to raise or fall. ”

"Because the area is connected to the outside world, when the air pressure in the area decreases, the air outside will rush in quickly, resulting in an increase in the density of the air in the area......"

"That is." Asker interrupted her, "You can make a 'compressed air cushion' between us and separate us, right?" ”

"That's not right!" Sheila retorted, "Air at room temperature is a permanent gas, and no amount of pressure can become liquid or solid. However, I should be able to create a dense area of air between us, and then slowly relax the air pressure manipulation, so that the ultra-dense air in the area quickly spreads to the outside world, so as to create enough wind and pressure to push our bodies away from each other. ”

"At the same time, you can adjust our gravity." Asker adds, "Adjust the gravity on us to point behind us. Although gravity is not as strong as the wind in terms of the magnitude of the force, it can also pull us in the opposite direction, thus reducing the difficulty of the wind pushing. ”

"But there's a risk involved." Sheila frowned and said, "If, I mean, my storm ability relaxes too quickly, then this area of super-dense air will spread out of control. ”

"What does it mean to be out of control?"

"Well, you've seen the power of my air bullets, right?" Sheila said, "Imagine a pressure cooker exploding. ”

Asker: ..................

"Let's not use supernatural abilities." Aske said, "Let me show you the brute force of the regimental commander." ”

His arms pressed against Sheila's body, and he jerked upwards with all his might, creating a few millimeters between them.

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"I'm back, is anyone home?"

The elevator doors opened. Somewhat tired, Eleanor stepped out of it.

The woman who was the bishop of Adelaide claimed to be somewhat related to her. But when Eleanor asked her if she was from the Weissbach family, she smiled and kept silent.

It's really troublesome, and Asker isn't around, so she has to deal with all kinds of troubles on her own.

I won't go next time.

Walking into the study by the window, Eleanor saw Aske lying on his back on the floor, looking at the ceiling with a tired expression.

Sheila, who was carrying a strange backpack, was lying on the carpet on the other side, as if she had been drained of all her strength.

"You ......," Eleanor asked, "is there a fight?" ”