Ice crystals are falling, fluidized stars are swaying back and forth, and small birds' claw-like vortex marks are graffiti in the abyss of sub-matter between the stars. Fly for tens of thousands of light years, and the scenery is still the same.

"Put on your red dancing shoes and let us dance to the notes; Swaying into the empty corners of space...

Yanings hummed brightly but unhappily, and pinched the synchronised vision of her five senses, allowing her to diverge into a well-set mimetic spatial pathfinder sub-personality and act as a navigator in the main cockpit.

As for her dominant consciousness, the boss was not polite, and bounced to the vivid "Thousand Secret Passages of the Sultan's Harem", which had been violated for a long time.

In any case, a tired solo fighter pilot always needs nourishment and replenishment!

To outflank a sub-light speedboat with novel equipment in the Chipnon Abyss in a high-return cycle is like pulling out a sand-gold gem, the Eye of the Silk Phinx, on the surface of a boundless golden desert with an unbridled ocean of unbridled oceans.

This kind of labor act of digging her throat and inducing vomiting is too much to torture her explosive pilot who reaches out with tea on weekdays and returns to the nest to rest after only one hit!

She pressed the three-level vision dilator in succession, and suddenly fell into a tent that was as familiar and lovely as her hometown.

Rouge, the bathtub with falling petals, the veiled girl, all the things she needed most at the moment took over Yanings's exhausted eyes, ears, nose and tongue.

"It's halftime time, so don't try to stop me from eating snacks!"

No way, in order to prevent the soles of her feet from being greased, Isabel not only patiently accompanied the whole three erotic fork bolt games, {Desert Outlaw}.

What left Yanings speechless even more was that the weight of Isabe's speech in the past three galactic standards was three hundred and thirty-nine times that of the usual boring good days when they were hanging in the Chipnon Star Abyss!

Heck, the price of the last time she patrolled the starry cliffs of the concubine, was to ask Isabeth to accompany her to play a game of verbal quarrels.

In order to see the scene of her squeaking and bursting out a shy pun again, it was worth it to ask Yanings to detour thousands of more cross-galactic trenches that could not be found in front of the village and behind the store.

"Yanings, get up! Remove the plug. The particle detector is short-circuited! ”

As she hugged left and right, the sensual wrinkles that had been expanded to the apex trembled, and the urgent warning interrupted all her explosive power.

With the fluency she had developed during this time, Isabe typed into the semicircular canals of her ears.

"The search is over. Not only were our detection systems completely scrapped, but the basic power slots were also completely broken. She's ruining our shipping lanes with ultrasona, that guy. ”

Yanings whistled and secretly applauded. Even if she loses the reputation of {Black Turtledove Pilot Team}, she is really happy to end this Henghe sand fishing mission.

"What's next, kill us?"

She deliberately salivated with a wicked smile and teased Isabe.

The other party coughed lightly, did not sell her account at all, and immediately turned back to the tone of stuttering and autism.

"Send an invitation signal, recover the cruise boat, negotiate."

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Oops, Yanings thought with a snickering and trepidation, it was the first time in his life that he had encountered such an elegant ruffian who did not smile. This battle is not enough for them to handle in a speedboat like light.

In fact, the principle of Lilu Nikolai's pretense can be called simple and simple, only the same little pitiful appearance of Wanzong, plus a boneless tongue and a lotus flower.

It's strange not to eat your opponent to the surface - but if you run into an opponent who simply refuses to fight back, it's an endless stalemate.

Yanings muttered a few inaudible gossip, probably half a galaxy away from the anchorage of the sub-light speedboat, where there were a few fine native tobacco grocery stores and wheat brew hotels.

When she finally understood that there was no cure for the mismatch between Ishabe and Liluo, she sighed deeply and tiredly, and had to carry the Lou Zi who did not belong to her at all.

"Well, since you said that our deputy leader hasn't woken up from the Biological Conservation Tank, let Ishabe visit her. Anyway, the maintenance tank is good, and it blocks any sonic flow in the outside world, so it is impossible to disturb her. ”

The beautiful and melancholy expression of begging was cut into two symmetrical and conflicting extremes.

Above the bridge of the nose are a pair of blue-gold eyes that can no longer be held back, and they are drenched in fire;

As for the sobbing lips below the bridge of the nose, there are even more stalking, and a bunch of genius lines that make the professional actors of the stereo light improvisation theater jaw-dropping.

"For the sake of the Phosphorus Fire Dragon God, please have mercy on my suffering! I admit that I shouldn't have taken her without permission, but seeing that she was holding on to her weak body, and she had to work so hard like this, I really couldn't watch it anymore. What's more, the heart-to-heart interaction between lovers is so subtle, and my little highness is too strong, and the result of the biochemical index test is that she should have entered the trough to recuperate a year ago. It took me a lot of hard work to make her happy to get to this result. Raise your noble hand, and don't force your hand to intervene! ”

Really, if there was a disgraceful championship competition, this person would definitely come out on top.

Yanings caressed his eyelids, ignoring the illusion of a bunch of small stars popping up in front of him. She pouted to Isabe, who grinned slightly, and strode into the cabin without looking back.

"Wait, please stay, trespassing on a private ship like this-"

Yanings rolled his eyes playfully, and with a slight movement, he blocked several possible movements of the Lyro.

"It's not that I want to complain, Comrade Black Whirlwind's feet are oiled, you also underestimate the brightness of our tricks!"

The other party knew that he couldn't break through her guard without moving his hands and feet, but he relaxed and the thief laughed.

Tsk, what a guy who doesn't hurt or hurt anymore, and when he gets along with this person, fun and irritability must be equal at the same time.

This thought flashed through her mind, and the calm shouting behind her confirmed her bright thoughts.

"When did you become so naïve and cute? Add drunken poppies to the nectar of a hundred flowers for me to drink, and plan to let me sleep for seventy light gaps, and then I'm going to talk nonsense to my companions, right? ”

Yanings looked at the long-lost Chabunt, and almost couldn't help but whistle.

Should it be said that the stimulation therapy worked, after being kidnapped by the guy with the grinning face, she became rejuvenated, contrary to the gloomy anxiety that Yanings had known for the past few years.