"What do you want to ask?"

The god of the Eagles stared at her with a face.

So far-reaching, so moving, so full of threatening voices.

The voice, the form, like a drop of biochemical essence dissolved in the sea of roses, seamlessly embedded in the mystical abyss of sound and color, from the bottom of the deepest, emerges another face that has long been dissolved, miraculously overlapping with the stranger in front of him, and gradually becoming a sleepy figure that Babon no longer recognizes.

Even if he fell into the valley of death, he did not change his seductive luster of lips and teeth, and through the double vision of dizzy medicine and psychedelic guide, he told her neatly: "I am happy to know everything." Just say it, want to know something. ”

"Well, what do you want to ask -- just you have to be sure, that's what you want to know."

In a soft and comforting tone, the graceful face of the Eagles greeted the Babute. For a moment, she had the illusion of being extremely realistic—through her obscured vision, she saw the main cabin of a spaceship in front of her! Isn't that the scene of the duel many years ago? She stretched out her intact hand, put aside the support of the other party, and nervously protected her prosthetic leg.

"Unless you are a medical professional—"

She swallowed the churning feeling of nausea with difficulty, and finished her words: "Otherwise, it should be impossible to see that this is a non-native prosthesis." So—"

Hearing her say this, Lilu's smile was hollowed out in an instant. However, in the next second, she sneered to herself, as if this question had hooked up her long-sealed past. However, even when she was hit head-on in the sore spot, she not only did not dodge and avoid, but instead approached to hug with terrifying passion.

Well, the answer is actually very simple: if for some reason, your memory bank is cursed, containing a living, bloody chip of thoughts, constantly rewinding and broadcasting the first and final shots - such a prosthetic, seemingly white and delicate arm, once aimed at someone's chest, pulling out barbed claws from the ivory-colored nails, and penetrating the body that was once your own. If so, how could you not recognise this part of the body that keeps coming back in nightmares? ”

She fixed herself on her speechless mouth and leaned forward slightly. When her lips and teeth brushed over Babant's ears, she brought back the impossible end of youth

It was the moment of the severed limb, and it was also the moment when she opened her mouth but was silent. It was as if she had been crawled all over her body by 5.67 billion Lyra ants, and she almost wanted to bite off a large piece of flesh on her lower lip, but she was numb and weak, unable to move. The surging currents of the senses, crisscrossing below, form countless screaming crosses.

In this way, the cliff came from all directions, and she was swept away by the man who possessed her, and swept herself into the unknown place.

"There is no end to the interstellar journey, and the journey is about to begin. First, you will go to sleep. When you wake up. The world and I will be at your disposal. ”

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"One more time, shall we?"

Eugene propped up his upper body, doubting his level of sobriety. Again? It's been 5 times! However, lying on the waterbed depicting the light and shadow of snowflakes and lasers, while kicking his legs, and letting the resonance effect create a three-dimensional image of the ice and snow falling, is so appealing.

Sha Xia shook her long bright purple hair, and the golden glow in her hair color contrasted with her green eyes. I can't see that this delicate and watery beauty is actually an "extraordinary situation solver" who is good at operating sinister missions inside and outside the spaceship. Moreover, unless you carefully study the stern look that unexpectedly flowed out of her eyes when she opened her eyes, you probably can't even guess a hundred times, and she is an A-level instructor of the "Fireworks Performing Arts Association"!

Eugene looked at Shasha in confusion. Always, he was always like a docile little slave boy, who was unswerving in his dedication to the queen until death, with a slight sadness and incomprehension. However, as long as it was her request, it was the first order that he should bow down.

So, of course, I played again, not just once, but several times.

Although said. The charging power stored in Eugene's body was gone, but for Sasha, it wasn't a problem at all.

She has never thought of her soulmate as a natural contribution to pure lust or impact;

Her greatest pleasure is to apply her skillful and delicate skills in seemingly frail situations, like navigating a spaceship that is about to run out of energy—replacing primitive violent collisions with subtle and elegant skills.

She clung to Eugene's hot back, smeared with mango flower scented nails, and slashed an inch behind him, exerting a force that was so strong that Eugene was so happy that the birds were licked and caressed.

"Ah, what a lovely reaction. However, if your body is a little more relaxed, you can achieve much more pleasure than that. ”

He replied a little softly and quite stubbornly: "I... I'm not nervous!" ”

She said softly and mockingly, "Of course, of course, my young knight is the calmest and most calm player. ”

His face was already flushed, and it was crimson and seductive because of her teasing.

"It's a real bully. You're not much older than me. ”

The corners of her mouth tugged to the side, revealing a look full of worldly feelings: "Oh, do you know that since I was a child, I had to become a slick adult.

An adult femme fatale who specializes in summoning and playing with naïve children like you? ”

He was speechless, his youthful body rising and falling with her skillful teasing until they reached the top of the splashing torrent almost simultaneously.

He pleaded faintly but cheerfully, "Ah, please, shall we rest for a while?" I really can't do it..."

"Huh!" She showed a rare mischievous look: "My little rocket, it's so cute to use up his fuel to the point of exhaustion!" ”

The location is the base headquarters of the "Red Cultists": the bottom of the Dalemo Basin. It is a compound fortress designed in the shape of an oval pelvis.

In this seemingly inconspicuous and mobile walled city, the "Red Cultists" were able to freely control more than a dozen planets and their legions near the orbit of Nicoo.