Mixed Miners

Not to mention the space floating cannon in front of it, it is the technological crystallization of the second-class civilization that is about to enter the third-class civilization. It has been applied to the meta-level energy, and the mature utilization of the meta-energy is the symbol of the three-level civilization, and Yuan Neng, For earth scientists, I have never heard of it.

Therefore, the stick had to retreat and finally abandoned the meta-components of the floating cannon.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Yang Ling's fart. He only cares if the stick can let the Earth people make a simplified version of the floating cannon and then satisfy his desire to get an island.

Without the stick around, he suddenly felt a little lonely, and then he couldn’t help but fight a chill, it was terrible, how could he suddenly have this idea.

So... he decided to turn a corner and go to the emperor to see the squad leader.

In a blink of an eye, I haven’t seen each other for more than two months, and I don’t know if she’s had a good time.

In the weather in July, the emperor was already hot, and there was a thick ash in the air, which shrouded the capital of the Republic like a ‘fairyland’.

Yang Ling directly took a car to the door of the residential area where Sun Xiaojing lived, and then dialed the phone.

"Yang Ling, why did you call me so early?" Sun Xiaojing was warm and soft, but with a pleasant voice.

Very early? Yang Ling looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock, so he smiled and said: "How long have you been in the Grand Emperor have not seen the sun, it is already noon!"

"Yes? I look! Oh~, it really is noon, but I don't want to get up." Sun Xiaojing seems to have turned over and said lazily.

"You didn't go to work today?" Yang Ling asked amazedly.

"What class is it on the weekend? The bad guy, you usually didn't call me so early, obviously it was deliberately not letting me sleep late, you let me sleep again, I woke up and gave you a fight! Sun Xiaojing complained.

"Yes~! You will sleep again!" Yang Ling snickered and hung up the phone, then slowly walked into the community.

The old community, the tall trees, the shade of the sun, very quiet, in addition to the three or three old-fashioned old ladies walking on the path, the air is floating in the smell of a meal.

The houses are brick-and-mortar houses of the last century, six stories high, and the red bricks are directly exposed. Many of the kitchens are placed directly on the narrow balcony, cooking all year round, and the walls are smoked and dark. . The old wires that are messed up in a mess are hanging on the wall like spider webs.

Everything is like a moment of solidification in the last century, but time has come to an abrupt end.

Yang Ling stood in the downstairs and looked at it. Then he climbed down the dark and narrow stairs to the third floor. He began to read the whole story. The whole building was in his mind. Then he started the **** mode of the meteor armor. It disappeared in the same place, and then the branches outside the old vents of the corridor were gently shaken a few times to restore the tranquility of the past.

Yang Ling’s stealth state was suspended in front of the window of Sun Xiaojing’s bedroom. The old wooden window sash was half-closed, and the breeze gently lifted the curtain through the window.

On the bed with a mat, Sun Xiaojing was lying on the bed in a piece of cotton cotton nightdress. The nightdress was wrapped around the body, and the skirt was opened, revealing two slender long legs, and the ankles were still one by one. Gently move.

Exquisite embossed, curved curve, Yang Ling feels that his heart is jumping very fast, but also some dry mouth, voyeuristic squad leader sleep, such a stimulating thing used to be reading, all the animals in the bedroom have thought about the beautiful things, But now, I am actually doing it.

He looked at the window for a long time, watching her turn over, watching her smirking at the phone, watching her close her eyes with a smile, and finally he sighed, decided... climbed the window and went into the end.

"Oh yeah~"

The half-opened wooden sash made a sound, then opened, and a breeze blew in, pushing the curtains away, almost sweeping her ankles.

Sun Xiaojing seems to have been used to this kind of movement, the body just moved a little, very comfortable to enjoy the coolness brought by the cool breeze, the skirt is picked up by the wind, revealing the white and delicate.

At this time, Yang Ling stood quietly in front of the bed, closed the invisible function of the armor, and watched the woman with a sweet smile steady and sleepy, and there was some tingling tingling in her heart.

Her beauty is incomprehensible, her character is gentle and watery, her life is lonely and bizarre, she is like an ethereal and beautiful elf, laying a seed in her life, wanting to stay away, want to forget, but lingering .

Half an hour...one hour...

The curtains swayed in the wind, and the narrow room reflected the faintness. Sun Xiaojing was sleeping peacefully. In his dreams, his hands clasped his mobile phone tightly on his chest, deeply wrapped in her full two peaks. between.

Sun Xiaojing had been asleep, and when she was asleep, she opened her eyes very reluctantly.

There was a man in front of her eyes, sitting quietly on her bed at this time, looking at her like a smile.

"Yeah!" Sun Xiaojing made a weak exclamation in his mouth, and then... very quickly kicked a foot on Yang Ling's waist.

"砰~!"

I was preparing for a gentle performance, and Yang Ling, who had unexpected surprises to the squad leader, slammed into the wall and then leaked from the bed.

Why do you want to say leak? Because the room is too narrow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After putting down a bed, there is only a narrow aisle left, and walking has to be sideways.

Sun Xiaojing responded. She really kicked a person, and that person was the man she thought about, so she quickly squatted to the bed and saw Yang Ling, who was licking her head and licking her teeth.

"Oh, you want to murder your husband-in-law~!" Yang Ling squatted on the bed with his waist and the other hand touched Sun Xiaojing's buttocks with the other hand, and gently pinched it a few times.

"Yang Ling, you... How come you suddenly ran my home, did you fall?" Sun Xiaojing suddenly laughed and laughed, and couldn't take care of the salty pig's hand, pulling him to look left and right.

"I am hurt, the injury is very serious, I need a comfort!" Yang Ling stared at her open pajamas, and the spring was in full view. The two groups were full and round, and the two cherries were crystal-clear, and the hollow temptation made him suddenly dry.

"You ah~" Sun Xiaojing felt the hotness in Yang Ling's eyes. There was a faint blush on the cheeky cheeks. He hugged him tightly, and his eyes were red, and he dropped a few drops of crystal tears.

Hey~! Yang Ling quickly rushed to wipe her tears, "Xiao Jing, what's the matter with you?" (To be continued.)