139 [Golden Phoenix]
The feeling of being on the verge of collapse during this period was really uncomfortable, so Al kicked the badly injured monster in his heart hard, he knew too little, and the few chicken soup for the soul fed the bad thing.
After enduring it for a while, the gate was slightly loosened, and then he pretended to yawn, rolled over, and shouted, "I grass, I actually fell asleep last night!"
This sentence means, you still have a chance, if you want to go, hurry up and tell you!
But where will the little girl think about her current state, no matter what Al says or does, as long as he makes a sound, it proves that he is up, which is the most important thing for Miranda, Al's footsteps seem to step on her heart, and it seems to step on that chaotic consciousness, all of a sudden, she is even more chaotic.
After a long burst of water, "Oh, it's so comfortable, I'm okay!"
......
I'm going out!"
The man who had finished the water staggered out with cheerful and loud steps, still humming his own haphazard tune, and there was no sound in the hall, except for the uncontrollable, increasingly rapid breathing of the man who was sticking to the door, and the feeling of rushing down to the beast made Al wonder if what he saw later would really be a snow-white rabbit.
As he crossed the doorframe, he jerked around and propped his hands on the wall, giving the figure in the afterglow a wall knock that made him tremble.
He didn't see the White Rabbit.
Because the one in front of him was clearly a golden phoenix chick, its back was tightly pressed against the wall, its head was lowered, its long eyelashes trembled slightly, and its hands held in front of its chest were twisted with ten fingers, and through those onion-like fingers, Al seemed to be able to sense its chaotic heart, it was so helpless.
For a moment, Al almost pulled her into his arms again, when in fact his hands holding the wall did shake a little, and by the way, he lost what he was about to say.
Miranda's dress didn't fit, it was a low-class commoner's dress, a [Conft] style one-piece dress, it was simple and monotonous, without a little decoration, so that the person who wore it could move freely without being affected by it, its waist was very loose compared to other skirts, and there was no bulging skirt.
On the whole, the part below the shoulders is like a cloth cylinder that only shrinks slightly in the middle and expands slightly at the bottom, of course, if it weren't for this style, Miranda probably wouldn't have been able to wear it, because this dress was obviously for younger girls, and it would have been a very normal dress.
But now the overly narrow garment was so tight on her that almost every detail was visible, and when the viewer looked downward, the gradual taste of protection would completely degenerate into something else entirely.
What will this skirt look like after lying down all night and taking a few big strides?
Its effects are almost as good as those of the Gold Digger's tight lining, they are comparable in their own merits, and powerful enough to kill most men in a single blow.
The image made Al wonder if he was still in the woodland, thirsty as if he hadn't drunk water in days.
The monster in his heart was whispering in his ear, caressing the two snow whites, and pulling the tight skirt up half a palm's width with a slight force, and he could witness the sweetness.
"Is it really just a half slap?" Al was distracted for a moment, and actually asked the little girl, and the voice of the voice that changed his tone and the strange hand that automatically reached down automatically woke him up, and then he saw the other party tremble again.
Miranda was frightened, because she couldn't hide from this look, the man's snort hit her pink face directly, she had to close her eyes, but her confused consciousness was still swayed by the hot wind.
The internal and external scorching heat is superimposed on each other, the burning heat and the explosive sensation in the chest cavity surging with the pulse rapidly, making her subconsciously want to breathe more air, wanting to expel the heat in her body as soon as possible, but although the breathing has been so rapid, it still can't meet the needs of the body, and in the panic, she opened her bright red lips slightly.
Like a goblin asking for a reward.
It almost cost someone's life.
The beast in his heart had already roared and pushed him to the ground, and at the critical moment, it let out a strong protest as the slightly sunken lower abdomen in front of it suddenly shook very slightly.
Grunt...... Grunt......
The little girl was hungry, and she had been hiding after all, and had not eaten for almost two days.
Taking advantage of this fork, Al hurriedly closed his eyes, and took back the hand that almost touched the corner of his skirt, and said in his heart, no, no, this place is not suitable, he shook his head for a while before shaking off the monster that pounced on him, and then turned around and walked to the center of the messy hall and took several deep breaths.
If the abnormal beginning leads to an abnormal result, then this evolution is normal, and in the situation just now, no matter what posture Al takes, what angle he takes, it is reasonable to devour the delicacies and sparkling nectar that lie obediently in his mouth.
[Inappropriate] This kind of reason is said, even Miranda, who is looking at Al at this time with complicated eyes, will not believe it, and both sides have their own views on this result that is neither reasonable nor reasonable.
After a moment's pause, he began to kick the debris on the ground, as if rummaging for something, but on closer inspection, this behavior was more like teaching the debris something a lesson.
Unlike the previous leather shop, almost all the objects on the ground were chopped to pieces, and it was not known if the looters were sick, or if there was some violent fight here, Al guessed that it might be because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, and in order to divert his attention, he also made up a wonderful battle based on those baseless cuts.
After fiddling for a while, he really found a chair that could barely be used, the workmanship was rough and the style was simple, the chair body from the giant tree in Luolong Valley had been polished to a little shiny, and its whole body was fine, but I don't know which one of the thousands of knives cut off half of its leg, Al leaned the side of the broken leg against the debris, tried the stability, and sat on it.
For a man who is in dire straits, his best choice is to change his position first, such as sitting down and calming down.
And it's not just that the other party is hungry, he's hungry too, he has to eat something, and by the way, think about whether to take this guy with him.