Xiao Ming quickly walked to the bed, covered Gong Er's body with a quilt, and acted like a gentleman: "Second girl, you drank too much, how could you sleep in my bed?"
Gong Er's delicate face was bright red, her lips smelled of wine, and she muttered: "Who told you to ignore me?
I want you to sleep with me."
Xiao Ming had just finished making out with Sally.
Facing this girl who opened her heart to him, he couldn't help but feel guilty and sighed: "Okay, I'll sleep with you."
He got into bed fully clothed and lay next to her.
"Why don't you get into bed?
I want you to strip naked and come in."
Under the influence of alcohol, she put down her shy veil, took the initiative to stretch out an arm, hugged his neck, and offered it to him with her small mouth, which was quite flirtatious.
It means hugging.
Xiao Ming complained in his heart, kissed her lightly, and said, "You forgot that we agreed to wait until after the war in x."
Gong Er suddenly left two lines of clear tears: "Xiao Ming, I'm afraid we won't be able to wait for that day.
I will give it to you now.
I don't want to leave this world with regrets."
Yes, she was drunk and revealed her true thoughts: the future is cruel, dreams are thin, and everyone's chances of surviving the war of x are slim.
Xiao Ming looked at her tearful face, and the softest place in his heart was stabbed hard.
Such a helpless girl, who had suffered all kinds of grievances with him, had no choice but to become his "lover", put aside her past grudges, and kept comforting and motivating him, pretending to believe in him.
However, no one could talk to her inner pain, pessimism, and despair.
She only revealed it when she was drunk.
At this moment, he ignited unprecedented fighting spirit: no matter how difficult and dangerous the future is, no matter how great the difficulties, he must lead his brothers and Gong Er to fight through the dawn.
Xiao Ming hugged her with great affection, kissed away her bitter tears with his lips, and coaxed her gently: "Silly girl, I swear, we will wait until that day comes, and I will make you the best in the world.
The happiest woman” "You brat, don't lie to me and let's hook up."
Gong Er enjoyed his tenderness and hooked his little fingers with him.
He gradually became sleepy and fell asleep like a child.
Xiao Ming was also sleepy, so she fell asleep even with the quilt wrapped around her.
In a daze, he lay on a big bed, a very large carved wooden bed, with a red tent above his head.
His body was covered with a red quilt as big as the bed.
He slept on the outermost side of the bed, with a row of beauties lying beside him, sleeping soundly.
Are you dreaming?
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, followed by Mei Mei, Wan Ruo, Gong Er, Qin Wu, Sally, Nana, Xia Yan, and even Jing Chun.
When he counted, there were eight beauties, and he immediately remembered the ancient allusions: Tang Bohu married eight beauties, and Wei Xiaobao had seven wives.
Under what circumstances do I have to be on par with these seniors?
No, Xia Yan is the eldest sister-in-law, so we can’t touch her anymore.
Jing Chun is the fifth sister, so she should be kept at a distance.
As for Nana, isn’t she dead?
He must be dreaming.
Since he is dreaming, it doesn't matter.
After thinking about it like this, he relaxed and looked at the eight girls' exposed shoulders.
They were all bare, as if they were under the quilt, wearing nothing.
He suddenly became interested and decided to follow the example of Senior Wei and fish in troubled waters.
He dove into the bed, his tentacles were smooth, and he was very excited.
He was groping around and humming a little tune: "One touch, touch my sister's second touch, touch my sister's."
He was feeling happy when the tip of his nose suddenly hurt.
He opened his eyes suddenly and woke up from his dream.
There was only a beautiful woman in front of him.
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His hand was stretched out under the quilt, touching places he shouldn't touch.
He was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand.
Gong Er's eyebrows stood up, biting him until he groaned, then he let go and scolded: "Little pervert, why did you come to my bed, you big-headed devil?"
Damn it, she sobered up and forgot what happened last night.
Xiao Ming cried out repeatedly: "Auntie, look carefully, this is my room, you sleep on my bed."
Gong Er was probably woken up by his touch.
Only then did he react.
His tender face turned pale and red, and he continued to ask questions: "Why did you take off my clothes?
Did you do it to me last night?"
Xiao Ming said with a sad face: "Second girl, you took off your clothes yourself.
Nothing happened between us last night."
"Really?
You won't eat the meat that's served to your mouth?"
Gong Er looked suspicious.
He put his hand into the bed in disbelief and checked himself to confirm that he had not been violated.
Her tone was soft and her eyes showed appreciation: "Xiao Ming, I saw you right.
You are a good man who doesn't bully the darkroom."
"That's right, this kind of thing must be consensual between you and me."
Xiao Ming said beautifully, feeling ashamed in his heart.
He had eaten too much last night, otherwise, how could he let go of this opportunity that came to his door?
Her eyes glared again: "But your hands are dishonest, you deserve to be bitten."
The doorbell rang suddenly, and Gong Er hurriedly shrank into the quilt.
If someone saw her in her current state, they would definitely misunderstand her.
Xiao Ming packed up the clothes on the floor and then opened the door.
It was Sally.
Her face was bright and radiant, as if she had become a different person.
Sally's eyes were full of ambiguity.
She was about to say something, but Xiao Ming beat her to it: "Teacher, are you looking for Gong Er?
She is with me."
Xiao Ming was afraid that she would spill the beans and be overheard by Gong Er on the bed, so he simply pointed out the truth himself.
Sally looked stunned and looked over Xiao Ming's shoulder.
Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Gong Er poked his head out from under the quilt and said hello to Sally with a blushing face: "Teacher, good morning."
"Okay."
Sally's voice was a little strange, and she gave Xiao Ming a weird smile, "Bald head, you are in great shape.
Quickly pack up and get ready to go."
After sending Sally away, Gong Er was confused: "Xiao Ming, the teacher said your body is really good, what does it mean?"
Xiao Ming was extremely embarrassed: "My body is very good, isn't it?"
After resting for a night, the Roman team set off again.
The circuit train turned northeast and headed towards Paris.
What happened in Madrid changed Xiao Ming's thinking.
He decided not to be low-key anymore, but not arrogant either.
He could neither overly irritate the Senate nor disappoint the people.
The Roman team continued to tour city-state after city-state.
Xiao Ming accepted the cheers of the people, said some not too outrageous words, and then ended with a raised "y" gesture.
Every steam city cheered enthusiastically for Xiao Ming's arrival, which was in sharp contrast to the indifference of the soldiers.
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Xiao Ming knew that the more people welcomed him, the closer he would be to death.
He could smell the approaching pace of death, and he could also smell the smell of gunpowder in the air.
It only took one spark to detonate, and he was this spark.
He didn't want to be shattered to pieces in the explosion, but he had no choice but to place his hope on the resistance organization and leader, hoping for a fair war.
Yes, he only seeks fairness, and freedom is his ultimate goal.
As for the people, what they seem to want is fairness.
They work hard day after day and produce a large amount of survival materials, but they can only struggle to survive on the line of food and clothing.
But, can the resistance organization bring fairness?
It seems that from the moment mankind was born, there has been no so-called fairness in this world.
It always exists in the fantasy of the oppressed.
Xiao Ming didn't have time to think about this kind of philosophical issue.
He wanted to think about increasing the chips to survive.
The biggest bargaining chip is actually oneself.
This is a world where one fights with one's life.
Constant self-improvement means endless life.
He also became stricter in supervising his brothers.
Based on the original training, he added a link.
The brothers not only had to chase the train, but also had to avoid the sharp arrows shot by Gong Er from the roof.
Only in this way can we make further progress.
After witnessing the terrifying combat power of the Titans, the remaining brothers had no objection to this dangerous training.
Only by facing death can we defeat death.
The pressure of such death training was transferred to Gong Er.
She might have accidentally injured several brothers by accident.
Xiao Ming is also training her, training her mental endurance.
This is dancing on the tip of a knife.
Sally and Johnson were also sweating, but they abided by the organization's secret orders and let Xiaoming do their best.
Xiao Ming will once again challenge the impossible and the cruel fate.
Can he turn things around?
A few days later, the tour train arrived in Paris.
This was the European city that Xiao Ming was most familiar with.
He had seen it in movies countless times, the romance of French men, the passion of French women, and the symbol of romance and passion.
Eiffel Tower.
However, this was no longer the Paris he remembered.
The once prosperous city was overgrown with weeds and turned into ruins, ruins on an unprecedented scale.
Wandering among them were nuclear corpses in twos and threes.
As soon as they saw the traveling train, they ducked into the buildings on the roadside.
"They" were afraid of people.
Paris was the first city in the world to defeat the zombie apocalypse.
The ruins in front of it were the price of that victory.
The tour train passed through an overlapping barbed wire fence that was almost ten meters wide and entered the current city-state of Paris.
The streets and buildings suddenly became fresh.
Without the protection of the city walls and the inability to form its own microclimate, the public in Paris did not greet the people from the streets like those in Rome and Madrid.
Instead, they stayed at home and watched the arrival of the traveling train from their windows and balconies.
The Roman team did not appear on the roof of the car.
Everyone looked outside from the car windows.
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The neat streets were empty and filled with a murderous atmosphere.
Madrid used a bloody bullfight to give the brothers a showdown.
How will Paris welcome them?
The welcome ceremony was held at the famous Louvre Museum.
The brothers and Gong Er put on their battle armors, as if they had walked into a medieval palace banquet, and an antique atmosphere hit their faces.
Although it was daytime, silver candlesticks were lit everywhere, decorating the ancient palace magnificently.
The colorful strips on the bodies of the men and women passing through did not conflict with the style of the palace.
A red carpet indicated the direction of progress.
Xiao Ming and Gong Er walked in the front with smiles on their faces: