Interstellar Love Hunting Guide

The Chang'e is the newest civilian medium-sized transport ship in the galaxy. Russell had saved up three years of money to make up the down payment. He had to repay the remaining loan from the age of 26 to 86 (human life is now long). He was two hundred years old and eighty-six years old.), but he repaid the loan for two months. Since he fell into the wormhole and came to the delta galaxy, he stopped decisively—ICBC doesn’t have a branch here. I want to pay him back. The place is still going, this is a human force irresistible factor.

The transport ship is quite spacious. In addition to the control room and the warehouse, there are three cabins. The largest one was converted into a studio by him. The equipment of the original galaxy was dismantled and replaced with large furniture for the delta galaxy, which was used to talk to customers. The business signed a contract or something. At this moment, Sauter was sitting on an ordinary metal chair. He looked so majestic, like a king sitting on a throne.

Russell poured him a glass of water, took some snacks, and said very sorry: "I'm sorry, I have to take off this biological coat and send it to be repaired. I called the police when I washed it just now. I'm afraid of any toxins. Come in, please wait a moment, please?"

Their experience in the past two days and nights was thrilling. Sauter looked up and down and found that his skin was indeed ridiculously broken, so he nodded: "Please."

Russell opened an induction door and went to the next room. Sauter took a deep breath and began to do psychological construction, ready to accept the aesthetic challenge from Gaia.

Five minutes later, there was a muffled noise in the sensor door, followed by an "Awk", and Russell exclaimed angrily: "That, Sauter, Mr. Sauter, please do me a favor."

Sauter followed the sound, stepped across the open sensor door, and immediately saw the Gaia star lying on the floor. Russell’s biological coat was half taken off. For some reason, he shrank into a ball and tied him up. Tightly, the whole person lay there on all fours like a tortoise.

Russell grinned for help: "The nervous system is damaged, and I don't know where I touched it. This broken thing suddenly twitched, please help me get it off."

Russell’s head and shoulders have already taken off the biological coat, because after struggling for a long time, his head is full of sweat, and a few locks of long hair sticks to his face, making his face that was too white due to lack of sun even more pale and fragile, silvery. The thermal insulation suit is tightly attached to the well-proportioned body, and it looks very good in texture.

At this moment, if it is a man with long-standing love-sightedness such as Quemby OR Caton, he must feel that Russell's beauty is infinitely beautiful, but unfortunately, there is only Sauter in front of him.

Sauter felt that he was going to die. He hadn't been so shocked for three hundred years. At this moment, the electric current that ran through his limbs was a magical horse? Is the thunder that rang in his mind at this moment? Is the fiery heat flowing in his blood right now? At this moment, the trembling that appeared on his body was a **** horse?

Oh! What is it? !

"You, you, what's the matter with you?" Russell was surprised to find that the tall and burly deformed man standing by the door was stunned. His complexion first turned pale, and then gradually became a strange flush, then he staggered and took a step back. Leaning on the door, even though he tried to cover it up, he could see that his slender legs were trembling slightly.

"You were poisoned? When did it happen? Did you suddenly get sick?" Russell became nervous, "God! You, you, you don't come over, don't touch me... There is an inspection room opposite the reception room where you can do self-service physical examinations. Can you persist? Please check it out. I, I, and myself can deal with the situation here, and I don’t need your help."

The goose bumps that Soter had saved him for three hundred years were all gone at this moment. After taking off his clothes for a while, he might shake off a bunch. Russell's words reminded him, yes! As a strong offensive shapeshifter, you should not be so sensitive to another person, even if he is an alien, then I must be infected with some space virus!

Sauter took a step back, supported the wall and retreated out of the cabin. Russell disappeared from his field of vision. The strange symptom was immediately relieved. He turned and walked to the inspection chamber mentioned by Russell. He just took a step and suddenly felt his nose. Hot, I covered it, and felt the warm and viscous liquid sprayed with my hand.

Ow—I vomited blood? Am i injured? Why haven't you felt it before? Is it an internal injury? !

Sauter hasn't been injured for more than a hundred years. The last time he saw blood was probably from the time of the Great Rebellion, so when he saw the blood in the palm of his hand, he was really shocked.

Then he licked his lips, then he sniffed, and then he found out-it was a nosebleed.

what happened? Why did you get a nosebleed without being hit? He shook his head, covered his nose and went into the inspection room. He found a sink and cleaned it. He looked up and suddenly saw a mirror, so he was shocked again-why is my face so red? Even the ears are so red, open the collar and look, I wiped it, the neck is red!

Is it overuse of energy? It took too long to transform? It shouldn't be. I haven't had this problem in maintaining a dragon's state all day before. Is it possible that the body's function has been degraded? Or... I am really sick?

calm! calm!

Soter calmed down, washed his face with cold water, and sat on the examination chair.

This machine is probably the smallest one, obviously suitable for Russell. Sauter sat on it and felt a little narrow. He buckled the various probes. He turned on the tester, and a buzzer buzzed on the translucent electronic projection screen. The test result appeared immediately.

Elemental state, normal, blood oxygen content, normal, bone strength, normal, DNA sequence, normal...

Heartbeat intensity, tachycardia, gonadal secretion, excessive, blood pressure, slightly higher...

Ding Ding Ding Ding—A burst of cheerful music rang, and a belching voice said: "Check that everything is normal and your body is very healthy. For your normal development, I suggest you take time to masturbate, and congratulations. You, Mr. Luo, you have grown taller again, ha ha ha ha..."

After the numbing smile, the projection screen gradually went out and disappeared. Sauter let out a long sigh of relief and patted his chest. Is it just because of sexual depression? It can cause such terrible consequences, it's terrible...

and many more!

His movements suddenly froze.

Will it...

Suddenly for two seconds, Sauter quickly drew a thin red metal chain from his collar and took it off his neck. The chain was studded with an inconspicuous black ball, only the belly of his finger. The size, it looks a bit like a sea pearl.

He opened the hatch, and rushed into the cabin where Russell was in three steps and two steps. The latter was already struggling to take his arms out of the rigid biological coat, and he was rolling down half of his body.

Seeing Sauter suddenly rushing in, Russell was startled, and rolled around a little far away from him. He hid behind the bed and looked at him vigilantly: "Hey, have you checked, what did you get in the end? Poison? Don’t come here, I’m in poor health. Many vaccines have expired and haven’t been replenished yet...Oh! Stop, what are you going to do! Ouch! Let me go, I have practiced Kung Fu, Oh! What do you want to do, don’t do it, my gloves! What are you doing with my hand? I won’t help you fly a plane!"

"Shut up!" Sauter was already dizzy within one meter of him, because the number of parts where he took off his coat increased, and the feeling of poisoning became more serious. He tremblingly tore off his gloves and stuffed the black gemstone. In his hand, said, "Hold it."

"Yeah? What's this?" Russell placed the gem in front of him and looked at the lamp. It was not transparent at all. He looked at Sauter suspiciously, wriggling away from him a little bit. You don’t have cash? Do you want to get this compensation? Then we have to find an intermediary to do an evaluation."

Sauter kept staring at the palm of his hand until he was sure that the thing hadn't changed at all, and then he was relieved, snatched it from his hand, put it on his neck, and turned to leave: "No, this is just a prop, not Compensation, besides, I won't help you undress, you can figure it out by yourself, but please hurry up, I have limited time."

"Hey!" Russell curled his lips and watched his back disappear outside the sensor door, and continued to take off his cheating biological coat.

Soter let out a long sigh of relief as soon as he left the house. Fortunately, he was not, he was not.

God, if he is my destined partner, then the universe must be distorted. My ancestor must have been a sneer artist during the Big Bang era, the kind who sold cute by spitting fireballs.

Sauter sat down on the metal chair again, took a drink from his cup, and sat still for a while, feeling that the discomfort deep in his body gradually disappeared, replaced by a strange sense of loss.

Why is he not...

(==Hey, can you be more entangled virgin?)