The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 188 Do You Still Want To Sleep Together?

There was some pitching in the hull, and the arms squeezed against each other, just like last night, but this time the mood was peaceful.

He raised his head: "What do you say about sleeping or not? In fact, that kind of thing is just incidental. What I want is to stay with you for a while."

"What's the difference? It's not that you can get your hands dirty."

"I admit that I'm greedy for your body, but if you don't agree, I won't force you."

The first half of this sentence is true, but the second half is not necessarily true.Roy gave him a gouged look: "What you mean by not forcing is to do everything except crossing the line?"

Zell smiled awkwardly, then shook his head, not knowing whether to admit or disagree.

He took Roy's hand and clasped his fingers.

Just when she was thinking about whether she should also buckle it up, she suddenly heard him say.

"This journey is extremely dangerous, and no one can guarantee that we will return safely this time. If we end up as a pair of lonely ghosts on the island, then at this last time, I don't want to miss being with you every minute and every second."

His eyes softened, and his fingers clasped together: "Don't talk nonsense, we still have a long time."

"I'm rushing to live. I think love is to give the other party full respect first, and then slowly develop feelings. But since knowing your identity, I began to fear that we don't have time to cultivate slowly."

"Live each day as if it was your last?"

"How can there be so much passion, I can only say that there is anxiety, but it is not that serious. If possible, I still want to be with you for a long time."

It's not serious, but the anxiety and fear overflowed through the clenched palms, which made people feel deeply.

She suddenly climbed onto Zell's lap and sat on her side, put her arms around her neck and buried her face in her neck, and said muffledly: "I want to too... We run a small husband and wife shop together and raise a group of cute Poro, Bring joy to guests."

Roy actually wanted Zell not to worry too much. The long-term tasks Camille assigned her would not be easily transferred.

Since they are all ordered to fall in love, there should be no problem in order to get married.

The deeper she sinks, the more professional she looks, doesn't she?
This spy will do it for the rest of his life.

There are so many secrets about Zell, it is enough to let the wind go back and perfunctory occasionally.

Maybe Camille has other plans for her, but no matter what, she won't let her go.

Poro Cafe is the place where dreams begin.

Two people make a family.

Add a poro and it becomes life.

And she will protect it all.

For a long time.

The first time he took the initiative, Roy was extremely nervous.

All I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat, beating non-stop like a drum.

What stupid spy would get completely caught up in that.

Her tension reached its peak when Zell's palm fell on her head, and then he rubbed and rubbed it away easily.

Like duckweed on the water, the haze disappears in the blink of an eye, and the heart is like a mirror of water.

A pair of smiling eyes protruded from the elbows, covered under the messy hair, full of happiness.

They hugged like this for a long time, until Zell patted Roy's butt lightly.

The latter immediately raised his head, staring at him vigilantly like a kitten with different pupils who had been stroked by a stranger.

"That... doesn't mean anything else. It's just that my legs are numb and I want to change my posture."

"Is this numb?" Roy pursed her lips, as if you were useless if you were given a chance.

She moved to the side and squatted, puffing her cheeks and mumbled, "Am I heavy?"

"It doesn't mean that, your weight is normal." Zell kneaded his thigh and replied casually.

Roy has the kind of figure that looks thin when she is dressed, but she has a fleshy figure when she undresses... Wait, he has never seen her undress, why would he think so?
But the scratch just now proved that the inside is much richer than the outside.

It's like a cup of milk tea, you don't know there are so many ingredients in it until you stir it.

"How do you know if it's normal? I didn't tell you my weight, or did you say you hugged other women?"

"?"

Zell slowly made a question mark, why is this logic so tricky?

That being the case, don't blame him for fighting fire with fire.

"Don't tell me, I really hugged other women."

"Who?" Roy's eyes sharpened instantly.

"My cousin, when they went to Zaun to perform a mission, I carried her out of the fire scene. Don't worry, you are lighter than her."

"Thank you for remembering so clearly." Roy said quietly, as if there was a deep well in her eyes.

Fortunately, Zell didn't show a hint of embarrassment on his face.

If there is, go straight to the knife!
After Zell had stretched his muscles and bones, he wanted to hug him again, but Roy suddenly became unhappy.

She sat aside by herself, stretched her legs on Zell's body, hugged the pillow and watched him.

It's a pity that there are no stockings and there are no bare legs. It would be beautiful to wear a uniform in the store.

"What is this for?" Zell's hands were hanging, not knowing whether to put them on or not.

"Do you still want to sleep together?"

"..."

Zell's eyes were blurred, isn't this in the past?
Why do you still mention it?

Could it be that there is a sense of crisis?

Even if it was, he wouldn't be jealous of Kaitlyn, she was his cousin, and it was impossible for him to be with her.

As for whether he wanted to sleep together, of course he wanted to.

But I was afraid that what I said just now would appear to be insincere.

With a roll of his eyes, he suddenly slapped off the slender and straight legs in front of him, and retreated to advance: "You use this to test the cadres?"

Roy was so angry that her teeth were itching, she suddenly exploded, and pressed the pillow on his back like a hammer.

"You! Can you! Can you! Shicheng! A little! A little!"

"Don't fight! I think, I think it's okay!"

Although it doesn't hurt very much through the pillow, no matter whether it is really painful or not, I have to howl a few times to cooperate with her performance.

Give her a little face, and she will let go.

"Hmph." Hearing Zell's begging for mercy, Roy pulled back the pillow, bit her lip with a blushing face, and said, "I can sleep with you in the future, but you have to promise me a few conditions."

"What?" Zell suspected that he had heard wrong.

Later... sleep...

He didn't even want to play hard to get, but Roy would agree? !

Could it be that after the first night, she already liked this feeling?
"Do you want it or not!"

Zell was stunned, and Roy frowned.

As if afraid of missing this golden opportunity, he nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"If you want, as long as you can stick it, I will promise you no matter how many conditions you ask."

"Not a lot." Roy shrugged her shoulders, turned her face and said, "If you want to sleep together, you have to start exercising first."

"what……"

The strange light in a certain salted fish's eyes receded like a tide, and he instantly lost his worldly desires.

As a writer who does not take more than a hundred steps a day, exercising is simply killing him.

The distance he moves in a day is less than six thousand Microsoft Yahei 18 characters long.

"I saw it when I was in Gray Harbor. Your physique is too poor and your steps are messy. If you didn't have those strange abilities, you would be the first to be swallowed by the black mist. A single Gray Harbor will make you so hard, And there will only be more undead in Shadow Island, I am very worried about you passing by like this."

"It's about..." Zell scratched his head, unable to refute.

The most intuitive feeling brought about by exchanging bodies with Gwen is the difference in physical fitness. When he used Gwen's hand to easily press himself on the bed yesterday, Zell realized that he had a big problem.

Although he doesn't look thin, his muscles are loose, which may not be much better than the crab meat brought by Bron.

Even Drizzt, whom Graves had always said was skinny, could easily surpass him in terms of physical fitness.

This is very difficult.

Roy could see that he still didn't have much enthusiasm, and she was afraid that after he agreed, he would just practice coping a few times, which was not the result she wanted to see.

So she held Zell's hands, allowing the latter to clearly feel the warmth of her palms.

A pair of eyes like autumn water, full of affection: "The store manager, I am not trying to find fault with you. I hope you can become better and keep improving, so that we can go further, for a long time."

"I know." That moment of charm stunned him, and Zell replied in a daze as if he had been enchanted by a magic spell: "Long, long, long."

effective!
Seeing Zell's eyes flickering, obviously moved, Roy was overjoyed, and continued.

"Think about it in another way. Do you want the person next to your pillow to be weak and sick with cold hands and feet? Surely not. I don't want to sleep with such a person. I couldn’t fall asleep anymore. My legs became numb after holding her for a while, so why would I be interested in doing other things…”

"I'm right!" Zell corrected loudly while holding Roy's shoulder.

You can say anything about a man, but you can't say he is false!

"Cold hands and feet are a sign of physical weakness."

Roy giggled, it's very good, it will still scream when poked at the painful spot, it's not completely broken.

"I...I'll exercise right away!" Zell immediately jumped out of bed and did push-ups on the ground.

The cold hands and feet are indeed a hindrance. Just imagine, if you encounter cold feet when you fall, will you wilt all of a sudden?
And it also greatly affects the quality of sleep. How many times have you rubbed your cold feet under the covers and it is difficult to fall asleep?How many times do you have to change hands to ensure that the hand that swipes the phone does not freeze?
You have to be extremely cautious even when you release your hand, for fear of accidentally touching it.

These experiences are all vivid in his mind, and turned into motivation for him to prop up his body one by one.

Roy covered her mouth and laughed straight at the side: "Come on, store manager, when you finish exercising, I can be more energetic when I hit you."

Three minutes later, Roy rubbed her temples, looking at Zell who kept molesting the floor, showing an indescribably weird expression.

"Shop manager, is this the half-hour start you said?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her store manager lay on the ground, completely rested.

"The core strength is too poor." Roy shook her head, completely blindsided.

In this way, she didn't dare to ask him anything else.

"Who said that? This is just the beginning!" Zell, who refused to admit defeat, jumped up.

To say that his core strength is poor is to say that he can't do that. How can he hold on to this face? !

He found a stone from the coat he had taken off and held it in his palm.

"Look, from now on I'm going to be a hunk and do push-ups for half an hour!"

(End of this chapter)