Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2354: Hallucination, dream, or extra? (2)

If Libao was so happy and excited when he met Lin Sanjiu again in the past, then at this moment when she opened the door and interrupted the table tennis, Libao raised his head, and his face suddenly bloomed with a smile that almost made him laugh in the past. The dim light.

"Sister!"

As if he had been saved, he immediately jumped up, swung his hand outward, and threw down the pool cue. When he ran towards Lin Sanjiu in a few steps, the pool cue also hit him with a bang. On the table, with a sudden sway, half of the table tennis was scattered and chaotic; for a while, all kinds of **** on the green table were rolling around, making a hurried sound.

"Are you coming to see me?" Li Bao seemed completely unaware of the chaos behind him and naturally came to Lin Sanjiu's side, like a little animal that had developed a habit, waiting for some natural comfort from a human being. and hugs.

Lin Sanjiu touched his hair and asked with a smile: "Can you also play table tennis?"

"No, he won't."

Qingjiuru supported the club and lazily pulled himself up from the chair. "You didn't see... How can you ask him to play pool? This is asking him to play pool."

The gift package seems to be using willpower to make myself ignore him - if you can add a narration or dubbing to his thinking activities, it would be something like "If you don't listen to his sister, look at your sister here." Okay, I can’t hear you.” That’s it.

Qingjiuru slowly added: "Or to be more precise, I started a murder of him on the table. Ah, it's so tragic."

Libao finally couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head violently from Ji Shanqing's shoulder. "You know all the rules, all the strategies, and all the technical essentials of table tennis!"

Ji Shanqing held back his satisfaction and satisfaction and said "hmm" heavily.

"It's no use,"

My body froze, as if it was stuck in the operating system, but also as if I dared to move and speak, for fear of falling out of that moment - I was held by Ji Shanqing's hand, I followed you step by step, and in my daze, I almost hit my leg by the corner of the table.

Ji Shanqing watched the seven people pick up the disrupted game and bent over the table again. Even if you know a lot about billiards, you still feel that outside of that moment, there is nothing more boring in the world.

"Salais will fry you fresh ones," Simia seemed to be less enthusiastic about using her own energy to feed Pauline three wines, even though it was her sister's request. "With your current appetite, you can't even eat it. Sister, keep the spare energy you brought. I'm sure if you can successfully find fuel tomorrow, that energy will be used on Exodus."

When you put the cup on, it was empty, leaving only wet, tired, half-melted ice cubes.

Yu Yuan raised a hand and touched his eyebrows blankly, as if something unbelievable had just happened, but I wanted to catch it.

Speaking of fuel, I remind you of another thing.

Qing Jiuliu picked up the wine glass from under a large table, and placed a few fingertips under the clear and cool glass wall, reflecting a layer of light and shadow as the wine swayed. The ice cubes collided with each other; I let the wine quickly absorb the temperature outside my mouth, flow down my throat, swallowed it, and then said tightly or quickly: "...should I do it, or will I."

"I am willing to go to the medical cabin," Simiya said with a straight face, looking at the billiard **** that had returned to their respective places under the table, "I insisted that my injury was serious, but I had to go to the medical cabin. I'm drinking and playing billiards with Kiyokuru. You see, I don't want to avoid the little miko. It is said that your temper and mood are very bad now."

It seems that there is still a little bit of personal warmth in it. The wine has slipped out of your mouth. It seems that your taste buds have suddenly woken up. There is no memory, and the memory is evoked, entangled with the smell of wine; your lips and tongue are in In anger, he was willing to let go of his hand, but when the flow of more wine receded, he was willing to let the rest of the wine be swallowed into Bai Qiqi's belly.

When I first saw Ji Shanqing, I was even surprised. I didn’t expect that there was someone standing next to me at all. This is a very common situation for degenerates. ——I sat up straight, and the movement shocked several people; I was outside a semi-dark corner

After a few anxious seconds, Bad Xiang's mind gradually reconnected with reality.

That's true.

You made my warmth, the touch of my skin, the clear scent... all melt away from your lips, the tip of your nose, and every bone of your body, and then you raised your head again. .

Qingjiuru glanced back at you from under his shoulder. There seemed to be no smile on his lips, and it seemed like you had imagined it. "...He is very thirsty?"

"Really?" Qingjiuru smiled without any smile.

"...Drinking?" I opened my eyes sleepily and blinked twice.

Qingjiu Liu himself could not hold back his laughter, but he still turned his head, put his index finger under his lips, "shhh" at you, and said, "He is going to wake up Yu Yuan."

"He's coming to kiss you," Qingjiuru looked at you walking over, raised his hands to protect his forehead, and said, "That's for his own harm."

"Huh?" Nie Xingjian was startled and turned his head. Only then did he realize that outside a dim corner at the end of the room where the lights had been deliberately turned off, there was no one. He was leaning on a single sofa, covered with a piece of clothing. Lined up, the body rises and falls slightly. You raised your voice and asked, "Why did I fall asleep outside?"

I immediately walked to the table, picked up a ball, and placed it in the center of the table. "It doesn't matter, you continue to be bad...why is he still standing? Picking up the club."

Too bad...

Nie Xingjian also knew what was going on with him. Before he woke up, he suppressed your desire to feel, touch, swallow, and fuse with your partners with your skin and body. It was like that kind of desire. It suddenly wakes up along with your sleep. You can't resist it, and you also long to be swallowed up by that desire.

Qing Jiuliu bared his teeth at me, as if he had finally caught a prey I had been waiting for for a long time in his carefully laid trap. "...Oh, so he remembered the position of each ball just now?"

Ji Shanqing was startled. He was not surprised at all. Why did I know that the person next to me was you when I still fully opened my eyes?

"Why did he just ask for another seventh game?" Qingjiuru asked in a bored tone.

Qing Jiuliu Bad seems to have been drinking more since I relaxed. At this time, the weight of the alcohol slightly fell on my eyelids, half covering my vagina. I thought deeply for a few seconds and said fiercely: "Because you are too much of a man."

"Yes," Kiyokuru tapped his temple with his finger, "That's not the brain you had before you were injured."

"It's important, you remember the position." Qingjiuru smiled again and quickly destroyed two more balls. "Just because his sister was here, he cried without shoulder after the beating."

"How do you know he cheated?"

"By the way, have they contacted me?" Ji Shanqing asked Qing Jiuliu.

"How could he remember the position of the billiards?" Simiya looked away, looking even more moody. Her face seemed to sink to the ground. "He meant that alcohol damages brain cells," he said harshly. What?"

"You seem...to be having a dream." I raised my head, looked at Ji Shanqing, frowned and said, "He was outside the dream. It felt like you were talking about something very important...but Other than that, you forget." While reading, you chatted with the seven people, and asked about the gift bag: "Doesn't he have bad data on French fries, cornflakes, etc.? He wrote some and gave it to Pauline San Just drink and eat."

...The co-author has never done it once and lost his hand.

Nie Xingjian’s clear and clear eyes were as wide as a billiard ball at this moment.

Putting on that jacket, your breathing is rising and falling, and your body is exuding coldness, but it was shaped because of you: dark tattoos, bandaged muscles, short hair scattered under the chair, and straight upper jaw. Bone...

Ji Shanqing couldn't help but laugh, stopped a step or two away from me, and asked: "Why are you being evil?"

I seemed to have endured it over and over again, but I finally managed to hold it back and let the first sentence of truth leak out: "If I fell asleep in the middle of the game, you would have to come on as a substitute and play such a boring game."

I want to give the gift package with a face that is full of satisfaction, willingness, and wanting help

The look on his face, holding back a smile, really tested Ji Shanqing's facial muscles. In order to hide it, you raised your head and picked up Qingjiure's cup and pretended to take a sip of wine.

"What's wrong?" Qingjiure leaned on the club and turned around to ask.

Nie Xingjian relaxed his body, slid up from the chair, and curled up for a while as if he was boneless. It's like there's a trapped beast inside you, scratching your heart and liver, trying to get you to ask Yu Yuan about the situation, but he's letting go of every word - but you're willing to wake me up.

Ji Shanqing raised his head and kissed Li Bao **** his forehead.

Even if it’s a data body, bad images can’t be achieved just by practicing, Ji Shanqing thought.

Yu Yuan suddenly uttered a burst of Mohu syllables from his nose.

"It was Nie Xing who contacted me." Qingjiuliu's eyes were focused on the table tennis. It seemed that his minimum goal was not to teach Simiya a lesson, but he still knew what you were referring to. "... I just have to wait for the spacecraft to replenish fuel tomorrow, and then we can start doing our homework. I have heard about my nickname for a long time, and you also want to meet me."

After you struggled for a while, you stood up and approached Yu Yuan, who was sleeping soundly outside the dark corner.

"How about he seek some humility for himself first," Simiya finally couldn't bear it, "Who said your sister wanted to kiss him - just saying it~IndoMTL.com~ makes you want to rinse your mouth ."

[In view of the general environment,

Although that was too worthy of the gift package, perhaps the scorching cold alcohol had an effect. Ji Shanqing plopped down and sat back from Qing Jiuli's chair, laughing uncontrollably. You have a special capacity for drinking. Only half a glass of leftover wine can make your mind feel warm and your strings buzzing.

Nie Xingjian stretched out his hand that was soaked in alcohol and called out the interactive screen. He asked Sarais to continue bringing all kinds of food to Bo Nie Xingjian, and specially ordered a few low-cooling and chewy ones. As long as a ration is left for the others, even if the rest of the food reserve is fed with Bolin Sanjiu, it is not a trivial matter. After all, it is the Kar Museum and there is no shortage of basic supplies.

The cold wine touched your lips and separated your lips and teeth before you realized what you were doing.

The gift package was startled. "Eh? But——Qiudu——"

But very slowly, you realize that you have misunderstood - Yu Yuan didn't know it just now.

... Just now Bolin Sanjiu said that you took advantage, which seems to make little sense.