my stealth fighter

Chapter 322 Flaming Lips
Cabin interior.

"Excuse me."

A woman came from the direction of the toilet, found an empty seat and sat down gently, brushing her wind-torn hair.

She looks about 24 to [-] years old, Caucasian, with dark brown half-length curly hair, and her skin is very white, the kind of paleness that often does not see the sun, so pale that even the veins on the forehead are faintly visible, compared with the lips But it was extremely bright red, as if it had just drank blood, and the contrast between red and white was quite sharp.

She wears a motorcycle leather jacket on her upper body, and a pair of black leather pants on her legs, both of which are slim, outlining her seductive and criminal lines. This clothing combination seems to release female hormones invisible, giving people a wild and The hot impression, if you ride a Harley motorcycle, it will match even more.

Her neighbor was a huge, heavy, fat man, also white, in a baggy baseball jacket and jeans, with a bald head and a blue beard stubble on his chin, dozing off with a blindfold on.

When she sat down, she moved very lightly, so the big man didn't notice, and she was still sound asleep.

At this moment, the internal radio suddenly sounded.

"Hi dear passengers, I am the captain of flight 322."

"What's the matter? I can't sleep well." The big man grumbled, grabbed off the blindfold, and rubbed his eyes in boredom.

"Who knows, maybe she told us that the stewardess is going to dance for us?" the woman said.

"Ha! Funny!"

The big man obviously thought it was a boring cold joke, but after he answered the question, he realized something was wrong. When he boarded the plane, there was no one sitting next to him. He thought that he could finally sleep well on the plane. The woman with the baby, the little boy cried all the way, which annoyed him so much.

What's going on this time, who is sitting next to you?
He looked sideways and unexpectedly saw a beautiful woman smiling at him.

"Hi!" The beauty greeted him.

"Hi!" he responded stupidly.

"Work or travel?" she accosted.

"Uh uh... work." He stammered, sat up his crooked body, and wiped his face indiscriminately, wiping away the saliva from the corners of his mouth when he was dozing off.

"It seems that something went wrong. The captain asked the passengers to return to their seats as soon as possible, fasten their seat belts, and stay still. He said that there was turbulence ahead, and the plane might be bumpy... I said, there is no danger in this situation, right? ?” She clasped her arms tightly in fear.

The big man was stunned for a while, and then he came back to his senses, "Huh? Oh, turbulence, hey, people who fly frequently will encounter it, it's not a big deal, it's just a few bumps at most, sometimes you don't feel it at all, As long as you sit in your seat and don't walk around, you'll be fine." He said nonchalantly in a very manly tone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "I see. Fortunately, you know a lot, so I don't have to worry about it."

It has to be said that her expression and tone perfectly satisfy the vanity of men, and at the same time stimulate men's desire for protection.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here...you'll be fine!" the big man said halfway, remembering that he wasn't the one who flew the plane, but fortunately she didn't delve into it.

"The toilet in front is occupied by someone. I ran here to go to the toilet, and this happened... Is there anyone in this seat? Mind if I sit here for a while?" She pointed to the seat and asked.

As long as it's a normal man, he wouldn't refuse a weak woman's request in this situation, would he?

The big man was no exception. He saw that the flight attendants were indeed persuading the passengers to sit down and not move. Some flight attendants were busy bringing the running children back to their seats and fastened their seat belts. Some flight attendants were comforting the passengers. So he said carelessly: "It's okay, there is no one in this seat, so you can sit here with confidence...you can sit here for as long as you want."

It’s best to sit until the plane lands, he thought to himself, anyway, there is no ticket check on the plane, as long as the passengers who are not in the economy class go to the first class to sit, the flight attendants generally don’t care.

He felt that he was in love, and it had been a long time since such a young and beautiful girl stayed by his side. He couldn't even remember the last time a young girl other than a shopping guide smiled at him. His attention, as long as she is happy, he is willing to do anything for her.

Maybe this is the encounter he has been looking forward to all this time. Instead, he expects the plane to bump more violently in the turbulence. She grips the armrest tightly in fear, while he puts his palm on the back of her hand to comfort her Don't be afraid, with him here, everything will be fine... When the turbulence passes, the two of them chatted more and more speculatively, and even felt like they didn't meet each other. She was very curious about everything about him, and so was he. The two had a lot to say, and they exchanged contact information after the plane landed. At night, he mustered up the courage to call her, and a beautiful marriage has been achieved since then.

The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became, peeping at her face, he decided to take the first step bravely.

"David." He held out a hand to her.

She turned to look at him, smiled again, reached out to shake his hand, "Lilith."

When the palms were clasped, he felt that her hand was cold. It was exaggerated to say that it was like ice, but it was definitely not normal.

Moreover, when ordinary people's hands are very cold, it is often due to sweating in the palm of the hand. The sweat evaporates and takes away the heat from the palm of the hand, while her palm is dry, just purely cool.

"Are you cold? Are you sick? Do you want me to call the stewardess over?" He asked with concern in a gentlemanly manner.

She smiled wryly, "I'm really cold, I blew some wind before boarding the plane."

Without thinking, he took off his baseball jacket and handed it to her, "Come on, put it on, it can warm you up, and when the flight attendants come over, I'll ask them for a blanket, or two."

His baseball jacket is very baggy, and with her slim figure, it is no problem to cover both of her.

She took his jacket, but didn't put it on immediately, but looked at the position of his side neck and collarbone, and asked curiously: "What is that?"

"Which one? Oh." He looked down, and it turned out that she was looking at his tattoo.

Almost his entire upper body was covered with tattoos of various themes. When he took off his jacket just now, she saw some of the patterns he had tattooed on his chest and shoulders.

He pulled his neckline down to reveal as much of the pattern as possible, showing off his fine tattoos while quietly showing her his muscular figure.

"Wow! What a beautiful tattoo, is this... the Virgin Mary?" Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, that's right!"

What he tattooed on his chest was the bust of the Virgin Mary, which was exquisitely crafted and lifelike. In fact, the visual effect was even better when the tattoo was just completed, and when his figure was not out of shape, it now looks like the Virgin Mary. Ya seems to have gained some weight...

The head of the Virgin Mary is located at the position of his collarbone, and what she has just seen is part of the outline of the head.

Now he pulls the neckline down to reveal more tattoos.

The Virgin Mary is wearing a soft hood and a robe similar to a nun's attire, her eyes are slightly closed, her palms are folded, and she is praying quietly.

"Wow! That's great!" She covered her mouth in surprise, looked at him inquiringly, and asked, "Can I touch it? If it doesn't bother you..."

"Of course! Of course you can! No problem!" He agreed, almost blurting out "" and other similar harassing words...

She stretched out two fingers, touched his skin carefully, pressed, patted, and rubbed for a while.

Her fingers were still cold, but he didn't care, he wanted to use his body to warm her hands, and he didn't notice that the way she touched him was a bit special, like an experienced butcher judging the quality of meat...

"I have a tattoo of the Virgin Mary on my chest... Are you a believer?" She asked softly.

"Yes, of course," he said.

"Great, I have a good impression of believers." She smiled meaningfully.

Until she withdrew her hand, he still couldn't finish it, and noticed that she had been holding the jacket without putting it on, so he reminded: "Maybe you should put on the jacket, aren't you cold?"

Putting on his jacket meant that his smell was left on her, enough to make his imagination run wild.

"Actually, I'm cold because I'm hungry." She smiled.

"Hungry? No wonder, it's easy to feel cold when you're hungry." He suddenly realized, "It's not time for the plane meal, but I can try to ask the stewardess for something to eat..."

"No, there's no need." She shook her fingers seductively, her smile became more and more charming, her face slowly approached him, and she said softly, "I, want, eat, you..."

His body froze like an electric shock, not because of fear—on the contrary, he was hit by a huge surprise.

His heart was beating extremely fast, and he felt her breath slowly approaching, his neck and back were sweating slightly, and he didn't dare to move his body, for fear that if he moved, he would wake up from the dream or make her flinch.

"Can I eat you?" Her breath was already very close, and she buried her face between his chest and neck. To outsiders, they must be a pair of gluey couple
"Then... let's start with the Virgin Mary tattoo," she said.

Then, a cold tongue licked the tattoo on his chest and shoulders. Judging from the feeling, it should be the face of the Virgin Mary.

At the same time, her two arms stretched out, one wrapped around his waist and the other wrapped around the back of his head.

So... so f*cking exciting!
He could tell from her tight-fitting leather jacket and leather pants that she had a hot and open personality, but he didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic and active!
As a man, can he refuse?impossible!
As a man, can he back down?Less likely!
Suddenly, she felt a sudden burst of great strength in her two arms that embraced him.

As a member of the varsity football team in high school, he also maintained the habit of exercising after work, and later fell in love with powerlifting. Coupled with the fact that he is tall and big, few ordinary people are more powerful than him.

However, the force from her arm was overwhelming, like a suddenly contracted iron chain.

She wrapped the hand behind his head around in front of him, tightly covering his mouth.

Then, a pain came from his neck.

hiss--

He tried his best to turn his eyeballs to look down, meeting her gaze looking up, her eyes... a little red.

She bit his jugular vein with her mouth, and her canine teeth pierced under his skin, sucking with great relish.

She... is she serious?

She sucked so hard that the blood quickly drained from his body, and at that moment
Her originally cool body began to warm up rapidly, as if a small stove had been ignited inside her, and with the loss of blood, his body began to cool down rapidly.

And, her too pale face began to turn red.

Wait a minute, what did she say her name was?

Lilith?
The primordial vampire that appeared in mythology as early as BC... the demon Lilith?

she……

With the rapid loss of blood, his consciousness began to become blurred. Although the blood-storing spleen sensed the danger and released all the stored blood to try to save his life, her flaming red lips were like a bottomless pit, devouring madly his blood.

His strength to struggle became weaker and weaker, even in his heyday, he couldn't resist her strength, he was as powerless as a mayfly shaking a tree, and he couldn't even utter a cry for help.

He glanced at the stewardess walking around not far away, and the passengers chatting around, how much he hoped that someone would notice him, but even if someone saw him, they would only think they were a passionate couple.

She finally let go, swirled her tongue nimbly, licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, and covered him with a baseball jacket, making him look like he was asleep with his head covered.

She glanced around and noticed a young woman sitting alone, listening to music with headphones.

With her waist bent, she trot to sit down next to the young woman.

"Hi!" She smiled and waved her hands.

"Hi!" The young woman took off her earphones, not knowing what was going on with her, why she didn't sit in her seat as requested by the flight attendant.

"That... I'm sorry." She said shyly, "I've run out of tampons, do you have any extra..."

"Oh! Wait a minute!"

The young woman understood and understood her tiptoeing attitude very well, and turned around to search from the satchel she was carrying.

Then, a hand suddenly covered her mouth from behind, biting her delicate neck with sharp teeth.

　In the book friend group, there is an Italian named [Cold Land Lonely City] who celebrates his birthday today, because he said that he will go to heaven to wrestle with King Billy after his death, so I specially wish him a happy birthday, um

　　
　
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