Star Dome: Simulated breeding at the beginning, Kafka suffered from morning sickness

[18 years old: The outside world is in a new round of war. The two sides of the new humans and the old mutants fought inextricably, and both paid great sacrifices and costs.

Finally, both sides realized that continuing to fight would only lead everyone to destruction together, which was pointless.

It was later rumored that during a secret meeting, the leader of the old mutants, Shede, negotiated with the federal government, eventually reaching some kind of compromise and cooperation. Only then did the world gradually begin to return to peace and normalcy. 【

On this day, as usual, you went to the supermarket that you recently found to collect some daily necessities.

After the chaos of the world, many shops are in ruins, and you have to spend time looking for places where supplies are still stored.

"Kafka, I'm back." You carry the collected supplies and gently push open the door.

"Asha!" Kafka looked up from the stove and smiled happily, like a kitten waiting for her owner to come home.

For more than a year, you have transformed this abandoned building into a cozy little home. All the supplies and furniture you need to survive in this troubled world.

You put the food and groceries you collected neatly and sat down next to Kafka, and the two of them quietly watched the fire.

"The outside world seems to be calming down lately, but we still have to be careful." You hold Kafka's hand and whisper.

"It's okay. With you, we're fine.

Kafka responded gently, like a kitten who trusts its owner.

You snuggle up to each other for warmth and enjoy a rare time of tranquility.

Moonlight poured through the window frames, filled with a gentle silver glow.

Kafka looks at you subtly, her eyes shining with sparkles.

You also stared at her, and your heart rippled.

At this moment, the hustle and bustle of the world fell silent, and your souls converged in silence, creating an unprecedented resonance.

"I've been preparing this at home today, I hope you like it."

Kafka pulled out a delicate glass box filled with small cookies in the shape of pink flowers that she kneaded and baked with her own hands, exuding a sweet smell.

"This is..."

You carefully took the box, and a warm current welled up in your heart.

"Let's eat, eat." Kafka looked at you expectantly and urged.

"Hmm."

You can't wait to open the box and take a bite of a cookie, it is soft and creamy, and the taste is very delicious.

"Hmm, delicious. Thank you, Kafka... I love it. "

The smell reminds you of those heart-shaped cookies that Kafka first made for you many years ago.

"Happy birthday, Asha." Kafka's cheeks were crimson and her voice was crisp.

Hearing this, you smiled shyly, hugged her plump body tightly, and felt her gently trembling, like a feather skimming over your heart.

In the dead of night, the bright moon outside the window hangs high in the night sky.

In the dark, the fragrance of shyness blooms, like the refreshing scent of roses in midsummer.

At this time, the atmosphere is just right, looking at Kafka who is blushing in his arms, do you plan to ——

] [1, squat down to show off Kafka's ice cream

] [2, in short, first show off the mouth

] [3, confess Kafka] [4, show that you are very tired, let Kafka wash and sleep early]

"Huh? This? Seeing

these options, Mu Xia said that he was used to it, and the perverted point was the perverted point.

"Get used to a fart! System: Are you really not hentai? Mu Xia couldn't help but complain.

But the system ignored him.

[Please choose the host as soon as possible, countdown, 5, 4...]

"Wait, don't worry, I want to choose..." Mu

Xia originally wanted to choose a more normal option and confess Kafka, because the other options were either perverted or straight men, and did not fit his personality.

But... In an instant, an inexplicable idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

What will Kafka's ice cream taste like?

"I, I choose 1! Dazzle ice cream! The

words blurted out, as if everything was in order.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Xia felt dizzy in his head.

Immediately after, he felt the space around him changing rapidly, and he could faintly hear the sound of breathing and warm touch in his ears.

"I am..." Mu

Xia opened his eyes again, and what came into view was a strange and familiar face, looking down at him.

The man had a pair of light purple eyes, and there was a touch of shyness in the depths of his pupils.

"I crossed again?"

He looked at the girl Kafka in front of him and was stunned.

[A strong willingness of the host has been detected, and the host has automatically entered the deep experience mode. "

Deep experience? And this kind of good stuff? System, why didn't you say earlier? Mu Xia asked in his mind.

[This mode is passive mode, randomly triggered, please cherish the experience opportunity.]

"Okay, I see."

Looking at Kafka in front of him, Mu Xia was excited.

Although he knew that he might not stay in the simulation world for long, it was a while to experience it for a while.

At this time, the whole room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and even the tiny dust in the air was intoxicated by this sweetness.

Mu Xia swallowed, then looked at Kafka, hesitating whether to do that kind of thing.

At this time, the system suddenly reminded: [Please act according to the options, otherwise it will exit the deep experience mode.] Hearing

this, Mu Xia finally made up her mind after a few seconds of fierce thought struggle, slowly let her go, and pushed Kafka on the carpet in the bedroom with a missed hand.

Kafka exclaimed, her eyes watery as she looked at Mu Xia, her face slightly red.

Mu Xia's heart moved, and she picked up the ice cream on the side.

Kafka seemed to understand Mu Xia's intentions, but did not stop it.

Mu Xia's heart was also racing.

"Kafka..." muttered Mu Xia.

Saying that, he tasted the purple ice cream in his hand, which was sweet and refreshing.

Kafka exhaled softly, trembling slightly, but he continued to dazzle the ice cream.

Seeing this, Mu Xia boldly got up, opened another ice cream, and tasted it at the same time.

"Hmm..." Kafka struggled to hold herself in.

Mu Xia worked harder, fiercely showing off the ice cream in his hand, letting their sweet taste melt into his mouth.

"Hah... No..." Kafka saw that the ice cream melted, and she couldn't help twisting softly, but there was nowhere to escape.

After a while, Mu Xia finished eating the ice cream and looked up at Kafka.

Kafka's whole person was already confused, the flush had not receded, and the usually dignified and elegant girl was full of indescribable brilliance at the moment.

At this time, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous, and the two looked at each other, both wanting to say something.

"Kafka, I like you."

Mu Xia looked into her eyes and spoke first.