White slammed up from the table, pulled his chair sharply, and yelled at the white shadows outside the room, "Give him a dose!"
589 sedatives, and a restraint chair for an extended 46 hours!
Come on in, and teach him—this puppet well!
He's still not obedient enough!
”Hee-hee-hee.Dilis bent his eyes and ears to hear the terrifying approach of the white shadows outside the door—and perhaps the high-volt shock instrument he had developed himself—but it was worth it.He finally closed his eyes, ignoring the roaring and tugging coming from the back of his head.On the armrest, free fingers tapped silently.1,2,3,4,5 - the frequency of this Wright's calm joy when rubbing the pen.This frequency is easy to guess, because it matches the frequency of her high heels landing.5,4,4,2,1 - the frequency with which Wright rubbed the pen when he was angry.Little finger, ring finger, ring finger, index finger, thumb, one twist.The specific movements are one twitch of the little finger, two shakes of the ring finger, and a kneading of the index finger and thumb overlapping.It happened quickly, and could only be heard by the subtle difference in the sound of the pen rubbing against it – but the fact that she leaned over the table to talk to me allowed me to simulate it with my own hand on my knees while comparing her hands.Well, I made a note of it.This strange "White" nameplate, the white shadow of the high-ranking executive, had an unusual attitude towards me, and Isabella told me to focus on the object - horrible as it was, but I remembered her characteristics when she was out of control.This will surely become a valuable sample for experiments in the future.…… Even if it's for No. 12009, it's fine."589 - Ready to Injection!"
[Now] the adult Professor Dilis smiled at his dark blue eyes, and his hand was still holding the hand of the vice chairman of the family very lightly."
Ah, your hands are so delicate and well maintained."
Mr.
White, who was holding his hand, stiffened his face and let out a "hehe", his fingers twitching wildly in the palm of Dilith's hand.【5，4，4，2，1。
】[Little finger, ring finger, ring finger, index finger, thumb, one twist.] 】[The specific action is one twitch of the little finger, two shaking of the ring finger, and the kneading of the index finger and thumb overlapping.] 】A terrible chill ran down Dilis's spine, and he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, and the hand behind his back had already broken his palm.Miss White?
No, no......
The characteristics of the subconscious mind do not change.That woman's sense of disobedience turned out to be here."
Professor Delith, what the hell are you—" "Hee-hee-hee, nothing, nothing. ”Dilis let go of the hand that was holding the other man, scratching his face in a huff."
Sorry, I suddenly want to go to the bathroom......
Ah, the bathroom is there. ”The palm of the hand behind the back has to be treated, and the wound that has been pinched seems to be about to start to become infected under the influence of his own physique.The author has something to say: the younger brother just loves to make stupid sand sculptures in front of Gugu, and the younger brother really has a very high IQ.To the extent that he thinks that "the research value is enough", he will not take the initiative to pull a man's small hand (?).
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Unknown No. 12009, Daddy Jack's tree has grown, and your book has been left in a warm place to be read over and over again.,,URL??
,: Chapter 81 Brave How Can It Be Fun When this intriguing transfer student with an intriguing father status sat quietly beside her, Isabella didn't feel anything weird.However, just as she was about to give her new table mate a smile that matched the little girl's, the other person turned his face and looked at her quietly.Isabella felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity—what she didn't know was that at this moment, the little girl's expression completely coincided with the expression of the little boy sitting on the chair in the white tower at a certain point in time.It's exactly the same, it belongs to the puppet's Mu Ran."
Hello, Isabella."
The little girl said crisply, quietly handing over a small card tied with a bow.The card is folded into two layers, and the bow resembles a formal wax seal.…… Gift?
Isabella was a little surprised, after all, she didn't know the seven-year-old girl at all, and she didn't think she had the affinity to make a child naturally close.After handing over the small card, Mary withdrew her little hand and honestly opened the textbook on the table, her posture as standard as rumored.However, her whispered request still reached Isabella's ears, "Can you open it?"
There are whispers written on it that are not suitable for being spoken. ”Odd.Out of the inexplicable familiarity just now, the Duke did not comment on her actions, but first tore the bow on the small card, and decided to look at the other party's whisper.I hope it's not the little girl's invitation to "can I play with you", she is dressed in the skin of this age, and she wants to refuse and is afraid of scaring the child-[Hello, Isabella, your body container is covered with the smell of a finished doll, do you know him, have you coped with him?]
]Isabella......
For a few minutes, she sincerely hoped that it was an invitation to "can I play with you?"
Out of the corner of her eye, Mary glanced at her table several times, and saw that the other party froze for five minutes, and finally pulled out the mechanical pencil in her pencil case and silently wrote something on the card.After writing, Isabella silently folded the small card according to the original crease and threw it on Mary's desk.Mary opened it and quickly skimmed through it [I don't know any dolls, don't put the word mating on your lips children, study hard.] ]Isabella received a reply after a while [I'm two years older than you, Isabella, I'm just curious about the state of your body container.My father loves good containers, and my reason for existence is to prepare the best containers for him. ]What the hell is the father of this child teaching the duke?
The small card was thrown on Mary's desk again, this time with only one word [learn.] ]Not.The temper of this container doesn't seem to be good?
Mary tilted her head, wanting to continue the question, and considering the teacher on the podium—she had to be a perfect child according to her father's instructions.And the perfect child is not allowed to pass notes in class and at the same table.…… Although, Mary was really curious, the same "doll" as herself......
Dad clearly said that he did his own?
Mary closed the small card and sat back down, elbowing her back to the textbook.Isabella quietly breathed a sigh of relief.However, just when the Duke thought that the other party, as a little lady, would stop and start the lesson, the quiet Mary stood up suddenly."
Daddy!"
She screamed loudly, closing her eyes and covering her ears again, "Daddy!
Father!
”Teachers and classmates cast puzzled and concerned glances, and Isabella keenly noticed the direction of the other's faces—at something in the air, as if she were communicating with something ghostly.But there are no ghosts in this world; In the same way, there are no paranormal events.The Duke is more likely to believe that this may have something to do with the "container" in the little girl's mouth."
Daddy!
Father!
Father!
”Mary's screams grew louder and louder, to the point where the windowpanes trembled faintly—Isabella frowned, reaching out to help her."
Mari-san, you're going to the infirmary......"
"He touched Dad's hand!"
This was the first sentence Mary screamed beyond the repetition of "Daddy".The girl's eyes were closed tightly and she twitched abnormally, "He held Daddy's hand and refused to let go!"
”He ......
He said he was going to take his dad to the grove to play!
”"He also has a fiancée!""
He's scum!""
He, he's not going to the grove anymore, he's going to take his dad to the men's bathroom!""
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Dad refused!
Daddy was saved!
Woo wow wow wow wow wow!
”The "classmates" ......
"Isabella" ......
"Duke Duke's intuition is a bit strange and bad, how to say it, in recent times, all the "he" with the color of scum in the mouth basically refers to ......
Mary finally opened her eyes.Curious, confused, and angry, she glared at Isabella who stretched out her hand, "I smell it, he's the one who fucked you-" OK, no need to confirm, it's my brother.The duke shot out with a blank face, covered the other's mouth, and pulled it into the broad arms of his five-year-old with classmate affection (?).
）Village.Teachers and classmates cast curious glances."
I'm sorry."
Isabella smiled sweetly, "My table mate was actually lying on the table just now, and it seemed very uncomfortable......
Teacher, can I take her to the infirmary?
”At the same time, after obtaining the basic data, even Dilis (after a rather lengthy process of finding his way and asking people) rushed to the dean's office and officially received the engineering task of "renovating the Black Tower and creating the White Tower" from Chandler......
He didn't vomit in front of the fat dean—though his stomach, his arms, and every part of his body that had been imprisoned in the White Tower throbbed.Oh, but that doesn't mean that my brother was brave enough to identify the basic characteristics of "54421" and check Mr.
White with the white shadow in his memory......
He hid in the bathroom and threw up in the dark.It's a long-term conditioning reflex and a post-traumatic stress response.Dilis was even able to mobilize the knowledge in his brain and recite multiple clinical signs of TSD on the spot.…… However, understanding one's own body does not mean that Dilis can overcome them.He's not an advanced social psychologist.Childhood and adult studies that have never been exposed to the outside world and avoid crowds......
All this means that Dilis is by no means good at hiding his deep emotions when dealing with human beings.— but both Isabella and the White were accidents—the former was his fiancée, who had devoted all his attention to it and had been pursuing supreme research for many years; The latter is the bad guy who once occupied the beginning of his life, leaving a deep shadow of horror, and making him rack his brains and use all his strength to fight it.Because she wanted to protect Isabella from the bottom of her heart, Dilis was able to hide even the dark side of her heart and the past she didn't want to remember; And because of his visceral fear and targeting White, Dilis maintained an astonishing speed of reaction and inhibition in front of the other party.…… Of course, the price paid on the former was that the other party was directly pressed on the bed, directly forced to hit a home run, and also signed a prenuptial agreement to prevent escape; The price paid for the latter was a feeling of nausea that threw up a sour stomach, a palm that showed a penetrating wound and kept bleeding, and shivers that were still covered in a cold sweat on a summer afternoon.Alas.He thought it was ......
All the past events in the White Tower......
It's already a dispensable thing.No way, the mechanic hadn't thought of returning to that place since the day he fled, or getting involved in any information about that place - in his memory, the white tower had long been destroyed by an earthquake, and after he took advantage of the turmoil of the earthquake to escape, he looked at the ruins and walls, and mercilessly detonated the blasting device secretly buried in the experiment outside in order to eliminate the trouble......
In this regard, everything about the White Tower was buried in a fire.With only a little space technology, Dilis smuggled out the mysterious mirror room and rebuilt it in his bell tower.After escaping from the White Tower, he embarked on a lengthy quest to find Isabella on the continent......
Dilis didn't know exactly how many years he had spent searching for Isabella, or how the world around him had changed, and with his thirsty and rich spirit of exploration, the terrible "White Tower" had been completely left behind.Therefore, whether it is "White Tower" or "White", it should be the "past tense" that disappeared in Dilis's memory.Holding the detailed task of sketching the architectural blueprint of the "White Tower" assigned to the client and supervising the construction of the site, Dilis walked out of the dean's office and held on to the wall weakly.There was no way he could refuse the task.After all, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity......
It also vaguely fits the wrong thing in his subconscious tests.I have problems with my memory.Isabella has a problem with her memory.The founder of the White Tower has a problem.White Pagoda ......
The White Tower itself is a big problem.There is no doubt that "White" did not know "Dilis" at this time, and he still had the appearance of a man, and he had neither created the perfect puppet nor captured the experimental objects numbered over 10,000 - he had not even succeeded in building the White Tower.But Dilis was pretty sure that even though the man had no high heels, no big breasts, no red lips, no fingers with white nails, and no nameplates—even though he was a genuine married man, not a "young lady"—the other man was definitely the "White" he had seen in the White Tower.The movements of the subconscious mind do not change.When a person encounters an extraordinary amount of anger, even if they are blood relatives, it is impossible for them to react with the same frequency of finger twitching.Since Dilis can recognize his little friend from the pause and pronunciation of a sentence, he can also recognize "White" from a memorized subconscious action.As for why the "White" I saw was a woman......
Ah, with that madman's personality, maybe he made himself a young "container" for a longer and richer research time?
After all, Dilis had seen or participated in horrific experiments there......
He had no doubt that the other party was conducting a private "little experiment" before the White Tower was built.White's question is left to ......
Now it seems that not only is his memory full of holes, but when he was doing research in the White Tower and continuing to do research outside, he was not aware of the "passage of time" in the slightest.…… Time.It turns out that the core issue is time.The study of time and space has always been an unsolved mystery in the top field, and it is also the core experiment that Dilis has engaged in in the White Tower—the specifics of which have long been buried in his flawed memories.The little means of spatial movement that Dilis now mastered were just petty tricks that used quantum mechanics at the level of magical elements, and it would be a single word to describe the legendary mechanic's field of study of "time".What else can you do when you study this thing but be handsome?
Ah yes yes yes, more time to study more?
Oh, or do you want to live forever like those mad alchemists?
But what if you put yourself in it while it's time to study it?
What should I do if I can't get back in?
What's worse, after successfully immortalizing life, you become a half-dead youkai, and after studying all the interesting things in the world, you get bored, and you can't kill yourself after being bored?
However, in front of the current Dilis, the temptation to study the field of time can be denied in just one sentence - thank you, busy with falling in love after solving the physique, busy collecting restrictive data while falling in love."
Time, time......
Timeline ......
Is it the chaos of the future and the past?
”Holding on to the wall, Dilis slowly descended the stairs, saying "No, no, it's not just a simple timeline......
What is the ......
"Assuming that this situation is really just because he "traveled" from the future to the past, then the loopholes and ambiguity of his memory can also be explained, what is the blurring of Isabella's memory?
After all, Isabella is supposed to be in a "normal time and space"?"
It's not just 1s and 0s......
It's not just dots and lines......"
Isabella suddenly became smaller.The mysterious man in black in her mouth.A strange firebolt being studied by the Nord Academy.White of the Temple Alliance.The White Tower, which has not yet been born.Among them......
Among them......
Dilis was stunned.For the first time, this mechanic with a very high IQ, but only concerned about the physical condition of his little friend - he vaguely groped for the circle that could link it all together."
It's not just time that is changing.It's not just a timeline. ”For a moment, the inky blue eyes darkened, reappearing as the little prisoner in the White Tower—but fleetingly.On the palm of his hand, the wound that had been cut by himself deteriorated rapidly under the influence of his physique, and the sharp throbbing pain dragged Dilis back to his thoughts.“…… I just want to do research on Goo Goo at the moment. ”The adult mouth cannon immediately ripped off his overly deep and focused thoughts, which he hadn't used much since he left the White Tower, and felt only pantothenic acid in his stomach, bitter tongue, and grievances.He pressed depressedly against the exterior wall of the dean's office, "Why should I be asked to figure out such a high subject as time and space......
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Is it so difficult to fall in love and get married?
In addition to my physique, I also want to challenge the world's problems?
I'm not interested at all right now......
What if my kidney function has deteriorated after my research?
I've heard that overthinking can lead to baldness in middle age?
”The façade was ignored.The façade does not want to speak.Fall in love a few hours later.Talk about a fart love.At half past five in the afternoon, Isabella, who walked out of the classroom with her schoolbag on her back, looked at her younger brother who was standing at the school gate, honestly waiting for her to get out of school, and then looked at the palm that the other party deliberately carried in his pocket and couldn't see clearly, grinding her teeth.I knew it.She looked at the little girl in white who followed behind her.Isabella tried to keep her tone as calm as she could, "Are you sure, are you feeling right?"
”Mary Wyage nodded.Very good.Very good.Pull hands, pull a fart little hand.…… What's there to pull on the hands of middle-aged married old men?!
The Duke grinded his teeth and walked over, deliberately tiptoed to reach his waist, and then obediently stretched out his hand—"Coo." ”Before the duke's ear-pulling hand successfully caught the prey, the prey himself squatted down aggrievedly, hugged the other party, and arched a hairy head."
I used my hands to rummage through a trash can this afternoon, and I was intimidated by the trash can, and the smell of the trash can scared me out directly."
Isabella: "......"
Is this an honest confession???
She glanced sideways at the daughter of the trash can behind her—Mary glared at Dilis with red eyes."
Isabella said in the afternoon, she will teach you a good lesson, molesting Dad's scum!"
Isabella, who was pinned on her high hopes, had to turn her head and cough softly at her brother who kept rubbing her cheeks, "Did you hear that?"
Brother?
”The younger brother did not hear, and the younger brother was frightened and shocked.The younger brother hugged his little friend and sucked several times, forcing him to face a wall that would not return for an hour, so that his grievances directly turned into resentment.This resentment came to the only thing he wanted to study at the moment—Goo, Duke, Buddy, Boss, Isabella—and the resentful brother sniffled and said, "Boom." ”"......"
Under the gaze of Miss Mary, "Punish him, what are you waiting for", she lowered her arm to pull the other person's ear, patted him on the back, and touched his head upward."
Alright, alright."
The duke struggled to punish himself, "Didn't you just rummage through the trash can, don't cry." ”The trash can is the trash can, alas, anyway, it's a middle-aged married old man, and it's good if my brother is happy.Chapter 82 Advancing How can there be stagnation and funHaving a fiancé who is much younger than you in mental age means that most of your "love time" is equivalent to playing with children.What's more, the other party is not a traditional type such as "soft on the outside and domineering on the inside", "soft to you and domineering on the outside......
I mean, when a woman falls in love with a man younger than herself, doesn't she want that "salty and sweet" sense of youth?
It is not only obedient and well-behaved, but also can shelter you from the wind and rain or something.It's certainly worth the thrill.This genre is certainly worthy of all your affection for him.However......
However......
The younger brother is neither obedient nor sheltered from the wind and rain for her, and can be reduced to the beam of the custom shop if he throws it outside without a map, and will only tremble in the face of a woman's approach, and the ability to cause trouble is directly proportional to the ability to be cheap (and forms a wonderful causal cycle logic), and the frivolous temperament of the whole person makes middle-aged married old men turn blue......
So what kind of medicine did I take wrong to make me excited about this product?
It's okay if you are excited, what's the matter with pushing directly while the other party is drunk?
After pushing down, he was still half-coaxing and half-persuading to let the other party and himself come back for a second time, what's going on?
What happened to sign a prenuptial agreement the next morning because of a smile?
…… That's all it takes until then......
Barely able to count into "I didn't react when my brain was bad"......
Now, she has deeply realized the degree of her brother's inadequacy and strangeness in the matter of "touching the old man's little hands outside without telling herself", how can she still spontaneously and lovingly - "Isabella ......"
"Huh?
”“…… Cuckoo.The sun is piercing my eyes. ”"Hmm."
Isabella moved her fingers, covering Delis's eyes.The other party's eyelashes moved slightly, so her palms itched slightly.Sunlight shines through the gaps in the gears of the bell tower's exterior wall, casting even spots on the soft cushions and his closed eyelids.However, the freckage of the former had long been dispersed into soft fragments by the woman's waist-length white and golden hair; The latter is also blocked by the woman's calloused fingers.It's another weekend at the Clock Tower, and it's also a calm afternoon.Since Monday this week, Dilis has been in the lab all the time outside of teaching—minus the round-trip time he's spent holding by Isabella's hand and being afraid of getting lost, so he can only slowly swallow the journey from the Clock Tower to Nord College.If it weren't for the fact that there was an Isabella in the bell tower, he would have eaten three iron spoons in a trance, in a crazy experiment.And today, the weekend, Isabella thought she would wake up in the morning and finally see this mad scientist honestly by her pillow ("Do you think you're an iron man??").
Okay, brother, don't move, I'll tie you up here, sleep, right now"), but I found it in a lab full of paper manuscripts.She took a deep breath and confirmed to the trembling dragon that since what time of the morning last night, Dilis had broken free from the shackles of the sheets, jumped to his feet, rushed to the laboratory, and carried his notebook, quill and two bottles of ink, and calculated in place for 17 hours in a row.Isabella......
Isabella took a deep breath and couldn't spit it out, and she succeeded in transforming again under the irritable mood of "waking up early in the morning and not finding her fiancé, he won't jump out of the window and run away", "is this stupid x of fiancé married to his scientific research", "God bowed and died", and succeeded in transforming again.After giving himself an injection, the Duke managed to drag the object out of the laboratory in an adult state, snatched his notebook and quill, and led Dilis to the most transparent wall on one of the floors of the bell tower, where he dragged blankets and pillows to build a makeshift sleeping corner.The sun, the temperature, the soft fabrics, and a compulsory knee pillow – Dilis closed his eyes and stopped struggling.He hadn't actually slept for more than 40 hours.Because he was afraid.He was afraid......
Once the brain and hands that depend most stop moving......
Something will fly by, and you can't catch it.After all, his current topic is time.So, at this time, Dellis was still thinking, and Isabella was taking a lunch break.Dilis rested on Isabella's lap and thought with her eyes closed, and Isabella looked at Diris's face for a lunch break.…… Well, it's normal for these two to look the opposite of what they actually are.It's scary.The Duke, who had already compared all the characteristics of the other party to the ideal "young milk dog"—in fact, she had just picked a reason to stare at Dilis's face in a daze—had been on the rise of the sharpness of the tongue lately, and she had to make up a reason to keep the other man speechless before watching him fall into a slumber.…… No, seriously.Aside from this face, what is it about this product that attracts me?
It turns out that I'm actually a face controller?
But back then, Jack was still the most beautiful man in the empire......
Oh.Isabella suddenly realized and muttered, "Because Jack is the most beautiful man in the empire, I have such a high tolerance for him." ”So, even if I knew that the other party was currently teaching here at Nord College, I didn't have the heart to go back to the door to retaliate.Jack is just a stupid puppet who doesn't know what he's doing, with a good face and a good body......
The main thing is that the face is good, and I really don't appreciate overly plump pectoral muscles......
Seeing that face, I don't have any thoughts of revenge?
…… Uh, but it can't be ruled out that my brother is unconsciously tossing that thing quite miserably now......
It felt like there was no need to bother with revenge......
"Isabella?"
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”Immersed in thought, Dilis did not ignore the name of the person she had just muttered: "What Jack?
”The Duke's divergent thinking was stuck.She felt a little embarrassed to hear the name of a person from her brother's mouth that had some connection to her past.- Although, since she confessed her identity, the smart brother should have found out about the "ex-fiancé" a long time ago.Isabella sighed lightly and began to think seriously about the wording......
Able to honestly tell his current fiancé that he and his ex are just the wording of a political marriage......
Some relationships involve the world of adults and have nothing to do with feelings, so you still have to explain it to your younger brother......
She lowered her head, knowing nothing about Upper Dilis, earnest, confused inky blue eyes.He had just opened his eyes, twinkling tiny patches of sunlight, and looked into her eyes from between her fingers—nay, all about her, and Isabella saw the reflection in his eyes through her fingers.A reflection of herself..The Duke couldn't help but curse in his heart:.- Why can't I even lean over and kiss him in this situation??
- That stupid promise he made because he was afraid of scaring him before??."
Nothing."
Isabella moved her finger again, covering the sight of Dilis when she opened her eyes, "It's not Isabella. ”…… Oh.He kept forgetting that.Dilis submissively changed his words: "Goo. ”"Hmm."
The Duke nodded, and took advantage of the situation: "Go to sleep, you are too ...... to your body" "Goo, what is Jack?"
”…… Okay, thanks to someone's genius brain, this topic seems to be difficult to uncover just now.Isabella resisted the urge to kiss him, and looked at the other man again and again—dazedly—that her brother really didn't know what "Jack" was.…… Ah, as far as I know him, it's probably because of ......
Dellis thinks that Jack is not an "interesting research object", so after finding the other party's information, he casually threw it into the garbage dump in his head?
And then, in the case of continuous work and excessive consumption, you have not been able to check the goods out of the garbage dump?
That being the case.The duke said lightly: "I used to have a dog, he was very handsome, but he was disobedient. ”"Oh."
Dilis got an answer, and he closed his eyes, stopping his previous seductive behavior of peeking at his fiancée between her fingers.Isabella couldn't help but tease his bangs with her other hand, pretending it was a forehead kiss.It's so cute.…… It's hateful.After a while, just when she thought Dilis was asleep, the latter suddenly asked again, "Do you like dogs, Coo-Goo?"
”Duke: Is he a relentless kindergarten imp?
As to whether or not Dilis is unrelenting – the answer is clearly yes.Isabella wanted to urge him to rest quickly, but she had to perfunctorily say, "It's okay." ”"And what breed do you like?
Jack's that breed?
”“…… There is no such breed of canine as 'Jack', Dilis. ”"I know."
The childish creature on his lap muttered a few words, and for a moment, Isabella felt from his downturned eyebrows that her brother actually knew what "Jack" was.But it was just an illusion - in the next second, his flirtatious tone broke Isabella's suspicions: "Then what breed of dog do you like?"
I can make one for you myself—Isabella, the mechanical dog I made is absolutely the world—" "It's over, isn't it, brother. ”“…… I just think your definition of what you like about dogs is too vague......
I need to get a detailed requirement to be able to customize out the ......
"ha.""
I have ample evidence that you just don't want to take a nap honestly, so you started to force an inexplicable topic."“…… I don't have it, hehehehehe. ”Okay.What kind of dog do you like?
According to the character of the Duke herself, the answer she gave should be - obedient, collared, docile dog.However, this afternoon, as he gazed at Dilis on his knees, his heart still echoed the throbbing of the moment he had just opened his eyes to peep at him—a throbbing that was hard to suppress.Isabella looked down at the tiny specks of light that fell from her fingernails and obscured him, and blurted out, "I love the creature that can make me bow down and kiss my forehead, lips, eyes, and fingers right now, and I won't run away yet." ”Delith: ......
Then he felt the "rustle" closeness, the "thump" heartbeat.There was heat on the forehead, and someone was very close.Her cigarette-like voice was like a screwdriver that could get into his ears and mess with his brain: "So?
Can you order one for me, brother?
”The younger brother fell silent.The younger brother finally chose to shut up.Chapter 83 How can there be a double fun on one side, early summer, slowly turning into midsummer.And in addition to the humidity of the climate......
The clear sky is gradually covered with uncertain cumulonimbus clouds.In Nottingshan Market, a second-hand grocery store at the end of the alley, a dark-haired man lifts the curtain open.He wanted to leave quickly, but he had to be stopped by this thick black cloud.