Doomsday Wonderland

Two Thousand Three Hundred and Fifty Four: Hallucination, dream, or extra? (two)

If Libao was so happy and excited when he met Lin Sanjiu again in the past, then at this moment when she opened the door and interrupted the table tennis, Libao raised his head, and his face suddenly bloomed with a look that almost eclipsed the past. bright.

"elder sister!"

As if he had been saved, he immediately jumped up, swung his hand outward, and threw the billiard cue down. When he ran towards Lin Sanjiu in a few steps, the billiard cue also hit the table with a bang. , and with a sway, half the billiards were scattered and chaotic; for a while, all kinds of balls on the green table were rolling around, making a hurried sound.

"Are you coming to see me?" Libao seemed completely unaware of the chaos behind him, and naturally came to Lin Sanjiu's side, like a little animal that had developed a habit, waiting for the natural comfort and hug of a human being.

Lin Sanjiu touched his hair and asked with a smile, "Can you still play table tennis?"

"No, he won't."

Qingkuru supported the club and lazily pulled himself up from the chair. "You didn't see... How can you call him playing pool? This is calling him playing pool."

It seems that the gift bag is using willpower to ignore him - it would be great if I could add a narration or dubbing to his thinking activities, something like "If you don't listen to his sister, look at your sister here." I can’t hear you.” That’s it.

Kiyokuru slowly added: "Or to be more precise, I started a murder against him on the table. Ah, it's so tragic."

Libao finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head violently from Ji Shanqing's shoulder. "You know all the rules, all the strategies, and all the technical essentials of table tennis!"

Ji Shanqing held back his satisfaction and satisfaction and said "hmm" heavily.

"It's no use,"

My body froze, as if I was stuck running the system, but also as if I dared to move and speak, for fear of falling out of that moment - I was held by Ji Shanqing's hand, and followed step by step You left, in a daze, and almost hit your leg by the corner of the table.

Ji Shanqing watched the seven people pick up the disrupted game and bent down next to the table again. Even if you know a lot about billiards, you still feel that outside of that moment, there is nothing more boring in the world.

"Salais will give you something fresh," Simiya seemed to be less enthusiastic about using her own energy to feed Bolin three wines, even if it was her sister's request. "With your current appetite, you can't even get enough of it. Sister, keep the spare energy you brought. I'm sure if you can successfully find fuel tomorrow, that energy will be used on Exodus."

When you put the cup on, it was empty, leaving only wet, tired half-melted ice cubes.

Yu Yuan raised a hand and touched his eyebrows blankly, as if something unbelievable had just happened, but I wanted to catch it.

Speaking of fuel, I remind you of another thing.

Qingjiureu picked up the wine glass from under a large table, and placed a few fingertips under the clear and cool glass wall, reflecting a layer of light and shadow as the wine swayed. The ice cubes made a loud clang; I let the wine quickly absorb the warmth outside my mouth, flow down my throat, swallowed it, and then said tightly or quickly: "...should it happen, or will it."

"I am willing to go to the medical cabin," Simiya said with a straight face, looking at the billiard balls that had returned to their respective places under the table, "I insisted that my injury was serious, but I had to go to the medical cabin to return to my family and work. Kiyokuru is drinking and playing pool. Look, I'm not trying to hide from the little miko. It's said that your temper and mood are very bad right now."

It seems that there is still a little bit of a person's warmth on it. The wine has slipped out of your mouth. It seems that your taste buds have suddenly woken up. There is no memory, and the memory is evoked. It is entangled with the smell of wine; your lips and tongue are in anger. , I am willing to let go of my hand, and only when the flow of more wine recedes, I am willing to let the rest of the wine be swallowed into my white belly.

When I first saw Qing Ji Shanqing, I was even surprised. I didn’t seem to realize that there was someone standing next to me. This is a very common situation for degenerates. Tengdi sat up straight, and the movement made several people startled; I was outside the half-dark corner.

After a few anxious seconds, Bad Xiang's mind gradually reconnected with reality.

That's true.

You made my warmth, the touch of my skin, your clear scent...all melt away from your lips, the tip of your nose, and every bone of your body, and then you raised your head again.

Qingjiuru glanced back at you from under his shoulder. There seemed to be no smile on his lips, and it seemed like you had imagined it. "...He's very thirsty?"

"Really?" Qingjiure smiled without any trace of laughter.

"...Drinking?" I opened my eyes sleepily and blinked twice.

Qingjiu Liu himself couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still turned his head, put his index finger under his lips, "Shhed" at you, and said, "He's going to wake up Yu Yuan."

"He's coming to kiss you," Qingjiuru said as he watched you approaching, raising his hands to protect his forehead, "That's for his own good."

"Ah?" Nie Xingjian was startled and turned his head. Then he realized that outside a dim corner at the end of the room where the lights were deliberately turned off, there was no one. He was leaning on a single sofa, covered with a lining. The body rises and falls slightly. You raised your voice and asked, "Why did I fall asleep outside?"

I immediately walked to the table, picked up a ball, and placed it in the center of the table. "It doesn't matter, you guys continue to be bad...why is he still standing? Picking up the club."

so bad……

Nie Xingjian also knew what was going on with him. Before he woke up, he suppressed your desire to use your skin and body to feel, touch, swallow, and fuse with your partners. It's like that desire. You suddenly woke up from your sleep, you couldn't resist, and you also longed to be swallowed up by that desire.

Qingjiureu bared a row of teeth at me, as if he had finally caught a prey I had been waiting for for a long time in his carefully laid trap. "...Oh, so he remembered the position of each ball just now?"

Ji Shanqing was startled. He was not surprised at all. Why did I know the person next to me was you when I still fully opened my eyes?

"Why did he just ask for another seventh game?" Qingkuru asked in a bored tone.

It seems that Qing Jiuliu has been drinking more since he relaxed. At this time, the weight of the alcohol slightly fell on my eyelids, half covering my vagina. I thought deeply for a few seconds and said fiercely: "Because you are too much of a man."

"Yeah," Kiyokuru tapped his temple with his finger, "That's not the brain you had before you were damaged."

"It's important. You remember the position." Qingjiuru smiled again and quickly destroyed two more balls. "It happened that his sister was here and he started crying after the beating."

"How do you know he was cheating?"

"By the way, have they contacted me?" Ji Shanqing asked Qing Jiuliu.

"How could he remember the position of the table tennis?" Simiya looked away, looking even more upset. Her face seemed to sink to the ground, and she said stiffly, "Did he say that alcohol damages brain cells?"

"You seem... to have had a dream." I raised my head, looked at Ji Shanqing, frowned and said, "He was outside the dream. It felt like you were talking about something very important... But other than that You just forgot about it." While reading, you chatted with the seven people, and asked about the gift bag: "He doesn't have bad data on French fries, cornflakes, etc.? He wrote some and gave Paulin three drinks. .”

...The co-author has never done it once and lost his hands.

Nie Xingjian's clear and clear eyes were now as wide as a billiard ball.

Put on that jacket, your breathing is rising and falling, and your body is exuding coldness, but it was shaped because of you: dark tattoos, bandaged muscles, short hair scattered under the chair, straight upper jaw...

Ji Shanqing couldn't help but laugh, stopped a step or two away from me, and asked, "Why are you being evil?"

I seemed to have endured it over and over again, but I finally managed to hold it back and let the first truth come out: "If I fell asleep in the middle of the game, you would have to come on as a substitute and play such a boring game."

To give a gift package with a face full of intention, willingness, and wanting to ask for help

On his face, he was holding back a smile, which really tested Ji Shanqing's facial muscles. In order to hide it, you raised your head and picked up Qingjiure's cup and pretended to take a sip of wine.

"What's wrong?" Qingjiure leaned on his club and turned around to ask.

Nie Xingjian relaxed his body, slid up from the chair, and curled up for a while as if he was boneless. It's like there's a trapped beast inside you, scratching your heart and liver, trying to get you to ask Yu Yuan about the situation, but he's letting go of every word - but you're willing to wake me up.

Ji Shanqing raised his head and kissed Libao hard on the forehead.

Even if it's a data body, there's no such thing as a bad image, just practice it, Ji Shanqing thought.

Yu Yuan suddenly uttered a burst of Mohu syllables from his nose.

"Nie Xing contacted me." Qing Jiuliu's eyes were focused on the table tennis. It seemed that his minimum goal was not to teach Simiya a lesson, but he still knew what you were referring to. "... I just need to wait for the spacecraft to replenish fuel tomorrow, and then set off to do my homework. I heard about my nickname for a long time, and you also want to meet me."

After struggling for a while, you stood up and approached Yu Yuan, who was sleeping soundly outside the dark corner.

"How about he seek some humility for himself first," Simiya finally endured, "Who said your sister wanted to kiss him - just by saying that, UU Reading www.uuuashu.net will make you want to rinse your mouth. .”

[In view of the general environment,

Although that was too worthy of the gift package, perhaps the scorching cold alcohol had an effect. Ji Shanqing plopped down and sat back out of Qing Jiuliu's chair, laughing uncontrollably. You have a special capacity for drinking. Only half a glass of leftover wine can make your mind feel warm and your strings buzzing.

Nie Xingjian stretched out his hand that was soaked in alcohol and called out the interactive screen. He asked Sarais to continue sending all kinds of food to Bo Nie Xingjian, and specially ordered a few low-cooling and chewy ones. As long as a ration is left for the others, even if the rest of the food reserve is fed with Bolin Sanjiu, it is no big deal. After all, it is the Kar Museum and there is no shortage of basic supplies.

The cold wine touched your lips, parting your lips and teeth, and you realized what you were doing.

The gift bag was startled. "Eh? But——Kudu——"

But very slowly, you realize that you have misunderstood - Yu Yuan didn't know it just now.

... Just now Bolin Sanjiu said that you took advantage, which seems to make little sense.

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