Thinking too much, and the recent exertion has made Mark sleepy.

In a drowsy state, I felt a bite on my neck, as weak as a mosquito bite.

This weather is not the season for mosquitoes, so how can there be mosquitoes?

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt that the whole person was more groggy, intermittent, and muddy.

Only the head was swollen and aching.

The body is unusually heavy, and the entire torso seems to be deeply embedded in the soft sponge bed.

The sponge is like cotton wool, extremely soft, and flutters like a floating cloud, taking itself into the air and floating around.

It is like a boat wandering on a calm lake, cruising around, free.

As the buoyancy disappears, it slowly sinks to the bottom of the lake.

Looking up, a black hole appeared on the roof of the tent, which seemed to be slowly enlarged, and then slowly shrunk again.

Black holes change, twist, and spin......

Some strange colors are even more bizarre, all of which appear in the eyes and are engraved in the head.

After a short or long toss, I found myself in a secret room.

There was nothing else in the secret room, only a large bed, and it was only himself who lay on the bed.

The white sheets are so soft that they are unusually lazy.

A cool breeze suddenly blew in from the ankles, as if someone had lifted the sheets and slowly drilled in.

The body was cool and seemed to be a little cold, trembling slightly.

The instep touches the skin with extremely soft skin.

The skin is delicate and smooth, and the long hair that falls loose constantly stirs the legs and shins.

The march was difficult, and the body paused slightly, as if hesitating.

After a short jolt, continue to climb forward......

After a long time, the body finally stopped moving, snuggled up to its chest, and gasped.

I was secretly wondering, who is this person?

The fingertips are like vines, the ape arms are lightly relaxed, and the back of the neck is grabbed, and the sandalwood mouth is slightly opened.

The tip of his tongue is as soft as boneless, and he pecks a shallow kiss and stirs his strong chest muscles.

Although the technique is a little rusty, the action is extremely hot.

This flirtation is very similar to what his wife Jessica does, but not as skilled as Jessica.

The wife likes to make love with her naughtily from her ankles after bathing.

It's just that tonight I have an inexplicable headache, and it's so bad that I can't tell if it's a dream or a reality?

Tickled by the body, he reached out and stroked the back of his body.

Where it touches, the back is so smooth that it is like silk satin.

In particular, there is no fat on the waist, and the willow waist is modeled.

In the blur, the slim waist is very similar to Jessica's; Like Leia's; Even Laurena's.

The thrill of being lost makes Mark unable to tell whether this is real or illusory.

The body was slightly stunned, as if hesitating, and after a short pause, bravely climbed up.

Family......

He was so far away from home that he was so alien to his wife's passion.

(The plot is omitted here, please forgive the author for not being able to describe it.) Book lovers can use their imagination on their own, and the meaning can be reached. ）

He noticed that his wife was holding her head, and her beautiful eyes were burning in the ethereal room, and she was looking at herself with concern.

His fingertips kept drawing circles on his chest, and he said silently: "Mark~"

"Hmm!"

"I want you to promise one thing."

"Say it."

Still immersed in the pleasure of Fang Cai, he didn't listen to her questions.

Maybe it's because of a headache, maybe it's because of darkness, maybe it's because of tiredness, and it's hard to sleep.

Without the strength to support the spirit, under the pressure of fatigue, I listened to my wife say:

"I want you to help McCall......"

"What?"

McCall's three words were like pins and needles, making me feel like I was on pins and needles, and I was shocked......

Why does a lovely wife say that?

Could it be that the two of them took advantage of their unpreparedness and got involved?

The sheets gradually slipped down, and the bare body was bumpy with fear, but it also made me sober up a little.

"Why do you say that? Why would you care about McCall and not me? ”

"Why? Why! Why ......"

Anger caused the blood to surge, and the voice rose: "Am I not good enough for you?" ”

"Because ......"

The wife was bewildered by her anger and curled up in a corner like a rabbit in horror.

He ...... Sick ......"

Reluctantly stood up, wrapping his soft arms around his neck, but the tears dripping were extremely cold, slowly sliding down his chest.

She convulsed and cried unusually sadly.

Faced with intermittent sobbing, Mark's heart was cut like a knife......

The hardest thing to endure since childhood is that women cry, especially for themselves, especially for their beloved.

"Alas! ……”

Reaching out and stroking his wife's hair, his anger subsided.

Mark let out a long sigh.

After gradually cooling down his emotions, Mark asked softly, "I can agree to your request, but you have to tell me, why do you want to help McCall?" ”

The soft voice made the wife gradually calm down.

Stopped sobbing and stared up at the top of the tent:

"Cause...... Because...... I'm his...... Fiancee! ”

Fiancee?!! ~~

The three words struck Mark in the head like a bolt of lightning.

A chill welled up in my spine as I searched for the meaning behind the phrase.

Suddenly......

A face came to mind.

Catherine!

Oh, my God! ~~

No! No way! No, it won't!

Full of suspicion, he held the face of his "wife" and looked at it carefully, trying to confirm the thoughts in his heart.

No, it won't, it must be a dream......

The skull hurts, and after staring, the two eyes briefly make contact.

"Wow~"

It's like holding a red-hot rock, and the pain of burning hands goes straight to the brain......

Catherine's face was dignified and beautiful.

His eyes burned, and he looked directly at himself.

The thought of having taken possession of her body like a demon just now made Mark feel filthy and nasty, shameless enough to even touch his friend's wife......

"Ah!!h

In a hurry, he pushed Catherine away, desperately tore her hair, and kept beating her head.

Remorse is beyond measure.

The intense pain cruelly told me that it wasn't a dream......

Thinking about how to face McCall in the future; how to face his wife Jessica; How to deal with people you know.

Countless people who know and don't know each other are poking and talking behind their backs......

The sky fell.

Vigorously pounding his skull, remorse kept emerging, and all actions could not make himself feel better.

"Woo woo woo~"

Sobbing in a low voice, euphemistic.

It's like a mourning soul in hell, telling about misfortunes.

The tone is tactful, soft and long.

Endless frustration and torment......

She will suffer no less than herself.

Not only did it hurt her body, but it also hurt her body and mind, and now it should be her who needs more comfort, not herself......

Moreover, it is not too demanding, although the way is wrong and excessive......

McCall is his best friend.

It was incumbent upon him to help him in his affairs, and besides, he was sick......

He's sick??

He's sick!!

With a sinking heart, he stopped beating and looked at Catherine with dementia.

In my head, I played back the image like a high-speed camera......

The picture is frozen.

Is it infected on the planet R23H5?

Thoughts are extremely chaotic and complex.

When I thought of this, I decided to ask why.

For this reason, Mark pressed down the bitter pain, and hung his head, not daring to look at Catherine again.

Frustrated, he asked silently, "Kate, I agree to your request, I can tell me what happened to McCall, okay?" ”

As a woman, Catherine, like herself, narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

Although she is with her fiancé, and she loves him deeply.

Especially after the fiancé is sick, he needs to be treated.

But in this wild place, there was no one to help, and he could only watch as his condition worsened......

Obviously, these days were an ordeal for Catherine.

She was dazed and helpless, so she thought of herself.

Thinking of this, Mark wants to help them out of this situation even more. Mark thought of this, and wanted to help them get out of this situation.

Catherine stopped crying, looked at Mark faintly, reached out and grabbed Mark's arm, and shook it back and forth like a drowning man grasping a lifeline:

"McCall is sick, I can't describe it, you have to help him."

"He was no different when he first arrived, and then he had a fever, sweating, and coughing. At first, I thought he was just infected, but after being injected with a lot of antibiotics, his condition improved slightly. Recently, though, I noticed that when he coughed, he coughed up blood and had worms in his blood. ”

"Bugs? What bugs? Hearing this, Mark couldn't help but be startled.

No wonder he deliberately avoided his own inquiries in the escape pod.

"Only you know what he touched there. I really can't help it, so ...... Please help him. Without waiting for Mark to speak, Catherine was still raining.

"He's been so weird lately, and even his mind seems to be affected by his illness. I can't persuade him, sometimes it's so strange that I can't believe it......"

"And no longer care about me, but obsessed with the worship of the natives......"

Catherine plucked up the courage to speak her mind these days.

For her, it was indeed an ordeal.

In order to save their loved ones, extreme methods were chosen......

Although she is indeed a rare beauty, I also admire her beauty.

But when others were asking for themselves, he actually possessed her......

was so confused that she couldn't think of a way to help her for a while.

Catherine did not stop talking because of the silence of the other party, and still said:

"I heard that you were going to the 'magic box' and look for the genetic lab. You're a bioengineer, and only you know what he's exposed to, so you must have a way to save McCall. ”

Catherine hid her face and wept, her low voice unbearable.

Faced with her earnest plea, Mark could hardly refuse.

But he didn't know what was in the "magic box" that the old lizard fingered at, and there was no guarantee that there would be some kind of medicine to treat McCall.

"Catherine, you're wrong. If it hadn't been for today, I would still have saved him without hesitation. ”

"However, I wasn't sure if there was any medicine to treat his condition, and I didn't know what he was infected with. He was reluctant to go with him, seemingly indifferent to his condition. ”

Mark spoke her mind, even though it would hurt her.

"Either way, you must save him." Catherine's face was as dead as ashes and she was heartbroken.

Seeing that she pleaded bitterly, she mentioned the old lizard's promise to Catherine again, and there might be something in the brief description that could help everyone go back.

"Really? That's great. After listening to Mark's story, Catherine rekindled hope.

After a moment of silence, Catherine slowly dressed.

Seeing that the other party no longer looked at him, and there was hope for what he had trusted, he left silently.

Leaving Mark alone in the endless darkness with ice, calm and remorseful, unable to sleep all night......