Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Surtel nodded, "Just watch quietly."

In order to cool down, she took two boxes of ice cream from Warfarin's refrigerator, one for her and one for Ifrit.

The plot finally reached its most exciting moment.

Hemer is just a weak researcher, who is Saidi? The former director of the Rhine Life Defense Department, known as the "Rhine Boxing King", he is a guard when he puts down his shield.

There was a huge gap in strength between the two, so Hemer had no choice but to be eaten.

Soon, Hemer's slightly barren but relatively beautiful body was exposed to Surtel's sight.

Saria quickly took off her clothes, and their bodies were intertwined, creating an ambiguous and hot atmosphere.

"Saria...don't...this is too intense...I still have work tomorrow..."

“What kind of work is this… I don’t care… Olivia, we haven’t done this for a long time, right?”

"Be gentle... This is too fast... Oooh..."

"Your voice is so beautiful..."

……

Watching the paid content in the medical department of Rhodes Island, Surter had mixed feelings. He knew it was wrong to do so, but he couldn't take his eyes away.

On the ultra-clear player screen, Hemer's slender body and Saria's plump, sexy body kept changing postures and positions.

The "communication" between the two lasted for almost three hours. After the communication, Hemer's attitude became particularly soft, and he lay in Saria's arms like a little wife.

After watching the video, Sartel seemed to have grown up a little.

"So this really can make the relationship better. Is this the legendary communication? I understand."

Eighty-six: Too little strength

That night.

Feng Qingyu and Chen went to Shuguang Bar and had a few drinks. They were half drunk, and Chen was drunk just like last time.

In the end, the two were sent back by the bar owner Cheery.

It was Saria, who was enjoying the breeze on the deck, who carried Feng Qingyu back to the room. When he saw Saria, Surtel felt that he couldn't look at her directly.

In that tape, this serious-looking woman showed such a... nasty side.

Every time he thought of Saria, Surtel would immediately think of the scene where she made Hemer so exhausted that he couldn't get out of bed.

"I just happened to see Kuroba passed out drunk on the deck, so I brought her back."

Sartel had no intention of having a deep conversation with Daddy Sai, and took the shaky roommate from her.

"Thank you."

Saria put the person down and left, perhaps going to find Hemer to "communicate".

According to some operators, indescribable obscene sounds are often heard coming from the rooms of operators Hummer or Saria.

She has no right to interfere in other people's affairs, and now she has to take care of someone who is drunk.

He reeks of cigarettes and alcohol, which is disgusting.

"Hey, can you still go?"

Feng Qingyu nodded slowly, almost all of her weight resting on Surtel. As soon as they arrived on the deck of Rhodes Island, Dr. Warfarin gave her a cup of hangover tea. Strangely, after drinking the hangover tea, she felt even more dizzy.

Maybe hangover tea itself is useless, Feng Qingyu thought.

"Just barely..."

She didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol or something else, but she felt that Startel was particularly beautiful tonight. There was a kind of magnetism about her that deeply attracted her.

There is something called hormones, and this feeling is probably caused by hormones.

When in contact with Surtel, her long bright red hair brushed against her cheeks and she could smell a pleasant scent.

This scent comes from a brand of shower gel that is affordable and popular among young women.

It was just a casual mention, but I didn't expect that Surtel took it to heart and even bought it for use.

I feel a little happy.

"By the way...you smell so good...are you using...the shower gel I recommended to you?"

Feng Qingyu picked up a lock of red hair and placed it on the tip of her nose.

"What are you doing... I don't remember our relationship allowing for such an intimate act."

Surtel puffed up his hot cheeks slightly, with a childish expression.

"You drank too much tonight, so take a rest first. If you can't take a shower, then wait until tomorrow."

This scene seems familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere.

Surtel helped Feng Qingyu take off his shoes.

When she was drunk, she lost some of her cynicism and playfulness, and was completely charming, making people want to bully her and make her cry.

Once this thought emerged, it was like a car that couldn't be stopped, breaking through the defense line of reason.

She really wanted to do this. Hei Yu...really wanted to turn her into a struggling bird in his arms.

"Kuroba... I remember you were a bottom, right? On the surface you look like a top, but actually... you're the type that gets pushed around easily."

The red-haired Sarkaz girl leaned over and slowly uttered passionate words in Feng Qingyu's ear.

“What do you mean by bottom… I’m the top… Ah… Why are you unbuttoning my clothes…”

Feng Qingyu did not agree with the label that Surtel gave herself. She was 172cm tall, while Surtel was only 162cm tall.

"Big attack? I want to see how you can be a big attack."

In the dim light, Feng Qingyu's clothes flew off one by one, and the lights in the room were turned off, leaving only a small wall lamp.

The room was dimly lit, and there was a sense of applause.

The hormone concentration in the air is unprecedentedly high, and all this is "thanks" to an elderly medical operator who likes to do weird research.

She would choose her experimental subjects at random locations from time to time. This time, the experimental subjects were the distressed Guard Operator Surtur and her roommate.

At this time, Huafalin was in her office, sipping the fresh blood contributed to her by Surtel while waiting for the new combat video to be generated.

"This time, the new models [Queen] and [Servant] have been put into trial. I hope they will bring different results."

A weird and teeth-grinding laugh came from the office.

……

A new record of the battle against lesbians is being generated.

Feng Qingyu's clothes were soon taken off. She was like a peeled clove of garlic. After taking off her clothes, her fair and tender skin was exposed.

"Not bad, Kuroba, you've developed very well. Let me see how your body is compatible with mine."

Surtel grabbed one of Feng Qingyu's hands and induced her to pull off the shoulder straps of her skirt. The black stockings slowly slipped off her slender legs.

Feng Qingyu's eyes were covered with a black cloth and his hands were tied with stockings, making him unable to move.

"What are you doing...Sartre, why are you tying me up? I can't move my hands... Are you... going to kill me?"

Her body was limp and powerless, and she could only let him do whatever he wanted.

"Shh. I won't kill you. I just want to communicate with you. As partners who have fought side by side, it's normal for us to communicate with each other."

The hot air blowing against his ears temporarily faded away, and Feng Qingyu heard a rustling sound of clothes being undressed.

The knees that were together were forcefully pried apart, and something soft and warm covered them.

Surtel used her fighting partner to play with Feng Qingyu's body. It was called playing, but Feng Qingyu was only being "bullied" unilaterally.

It's not just her, but also "Little Feng Qingyu" who is suffering from "inhumane" bullying.

Unable to move forward or backward, his sight and the sense of touch were temporarily deprived, his curled toes and stretched back were enough to explain everything.

"Little Feng Qingyu" was bullied so much that she shed many sticky, translucent tears, and the bed sheets were soaked with her tears.

"Who do you think is better, me or your Mr. Chen?"

Sartel bit hard on the collarbone, then the shoulder, leaving several neat rows of teeth marks.

"Hmm... this... I don't know... my brain can't... think... so what on earth are you doing..."

Feng Qingyu was unconscious and didn't even know what was being done to him.

Sart's left hand was kneading the dough rhythmically, and his right hand was not idle either, doing translational stretching exercises so that he could use Levantine more flexibly in the future.

This panning stretch is so enjoyable.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm communicating with you. But you really... don't resist at all. You really are a weakling. Are you worthy of your height?"

The emotional exchange was really touching. Feng Qingyu also felt very happy. Momomomo.

"Then... can you talk to me more... don't stop... have you not eaten? You have so little strength... it's not enough..."

The four-star operator of Rhodes Island said that the strength was not enough.

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking. It wasn't because she didn't have enough strength, but because Sister Si Er was showing mercy.

"Ho~ Not strong enough, I'll show you how strong the hand that can lift Levantine is."

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Eighty-seven gluttonous feast

Feng Qingyu immediately knew that she was wrong. Although she was in a semi-conscious state, she seemed to have said something inappropriate just now.

For example, provoking a six-star elite operator with T0 combat power, despising the other person for being weak, and mocking the other person for not having eaten.

"Don't worry about that. I ate a lot tonight and I have enough energy to discuss biology with you."

A dignified Kuroba actually wants to be the top attacker, how naive.

"But you, are you full now?"

The answer is of course no.

The black blindfold was removed, and the vision became blurry for a short while. All one could see was a flash of bright red and a continuous area of ​​snow-white.

The brain was heated to the point of melting, losing the ability to think, and the little bit of consciousness that was left was almost completely wiped out.

"I'm full... but I'm still a little hungry..."

Feng Qingyu was referring to being hungry. He had only been drinking that night and had not eaten much. After a lively conversation, he was now a little hungry.

"I'm a little confident in my cooking skills, so it's not a bad idea for me to cook you a meal."

When it comes to cooking, Sulter is very excited. The ingredients are ready in front of him, and there is a suitable place and the atmosphere is just right.

The ingredients are already covered with seasonings and have been cooked for a period of time. They are already half-cooked and only require slightly higher heat to become more delicious.

This inexplicable excitement and impulse about cooking was something that Surtel had never experienced before.

She placed the ingredients at a different angle, with their backs facing upwards, and laid them on the chopping board waiting to be processed.

Your hands are already covered with seasoning, and the next step is to perfectly combine the seasoning with the ingredients. There is a crack at the end of the ingredients, which is just enough for you to put your fingers in, mix the ingredients inside with the seasoning, and stir.

The ingredients are high quality and require careful preparation.

"Is there anything delicious... Where is it? I'm really... a little hungry... and a little thirsty..."

Feng Qingyu licked his dry lips and wanted to reach out to get some water, but found that his hands were tied with stockings and his legs were weak and unable to move.

To be honest, she was too lazy to get up and look for it now and just wanted something ready-made.

"Is there any water?"

You need to add water when cooking, otherwise the ingredients will become mushy during the cooking process and the taste will become bad.

"Yes, but you have to beg me, otherwise I won't let you drink a drop of water."

S'Erter had some bad thoughts. In the past, Hei Yu always made fun of him with a playful smile, including the last time at her house.