The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 925 On how to blacken the female supporting role of interstellar text 35
In the world of Ultraman, most of the popular mechs are heavy armored combat vehicles. Although they look rough, they are practical anyway, and the insect killer is unambiguous.

But the mechs of this world...

Yun Niannian looked at the vulgar golden machine in her eyes, and deeply suspected that Kayin was taking revenge on her.

……

If all the mechs in this world look like this, she will immediately kidnap Kain, and then drag him to die with the mother beast!

If you snatch the resident spaceship before you die, it's fine if you don't have fish and shrimp.

With a gloomy face all the way, Yun Niannian rushed to Kain's personal lounge aggressively, kicked open the door, and poured cold murderous aura into the room for free.

However, the room was very quiet, not a single mosquito.

Yun Niannian clicked her tongue, turned on the system monitor and started looking for someone.

With an overview of the entire spaceship in front of her eyes, she easily found the target in the training room, turned off the surveillance in satisfaction, and planned to go straight there to block people.

Before he stepped on his footsteps, he was attracted by the faint fragrance floating in his nose. The smell was extremely light, and the fresh and elegant smell was diluted in the air to the point where it was almost inaudible.

But Yun Niannian smelled it all at once.

Because the smell is too familiar.

She had smelled it and tasted it countless times.

Yun Niannian's expression was a little hollow, but the already fair face was pale and almost transparent.

The hair on the forehead was gathered on both sides, the eyes with nowhere to hide were out of focus, and the bewildered expression appeared very fragile.

If 187 is here, I'm afraid he will cry in fright.

When did this heartless and violent woman show such an expression?

Even if the soul is split to say goodbye to love, it is nothing but pain and regret.

Yun Niannian stood there for a long time, no one knew what she was thinking, but after the smell dissipated, she moved.

The lounge is very simple, with a bed, a table, and a few stools. It can be seen that it is really just for attention.

A pot of greenery is placed on the table. It is hard to imagine that an iron-blooded soldier would bring such a literary thing to the universe.

Next to the green scene is a tray with a white teapot on it, and two small quilts beside the teapot.

The teapot is very clean, but it can be seen that it is definitely not new. Its handle and spout can clearly see the traces of use.

Yun Niannian looked at all this with an inexplicable expression. She reached out to remove the lid of the teapot, and it was empty inside.

She picked up the teacup again, washed it very clean, and sniffed it close to her nose. The faint fragrance was almost engraved in her brain.

She seemed to be stimulated by something and frantically rummaged on the ground, but the room was clean and tidy at a glance, and there was nothing on the ground.

Yun Niannian was squatting by the corner of the table, her pale face was sweating, she obviously didn't do anything, but she gave off a feeling of exhaustion.

She squatted for a while, as if she still didn't give up, she stood up again and began to turn around.

She touched him in the drawer, under the pillow, under the quilt, between the bed boards, and all kinds of places where things could be hidden, but there was still nothing.

Yun Niannian was stunned for a moment, then finally gave up and sat on the stool, laying down wearily.

Maybe it's because she's too sensitive, maybe it's just a coincidence, maybe the store manager Ryan is ignorant, he's just a store manager, not a general, and it's not surprising that he doesn't know about high-end stocks.

Yes, it must be so...

Yun Niannian persuaded herself through self-hypnosis, and felt that she looked so stupid before, so she immediately pulled her hair in agitation.

Her movements were so ups and downs that she accidentally turned the pot of greenery to the ground with her arm.

With a bang, the flower pot was smashed to pieces.

What is exposed under the brown rhizomes is not soil, but a layer of liquid, and a partition is hidden under the liquid, pressing a white cloth bag.

Yun Niannian heard her heart beating.

　The author has something to say: I can’t help but tell a joke. I had a dream last night. I dreamed that the end of the world was coming. Then I wanted to collect supplies, but I didn’t have space. Where should I put the things?I was very anxious, so I was reborn... Then, I found out that everyone was born again, and a group of us all wanted to buy things secretly, but I was anxious again, because I couldn't do it all over again. There is no space! ! !So I woke up anxiously, isn't it funny?
　　
　
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