Cannon Fodder Counterattack System Chapter 137: Escape from the Dark Island (12)
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Eric’s lips have a sweet smile, those **** eyes are staring at Ellen, full of affection, he is only not much shorter than Ellen, but his pale and beautiful face With his thin body, with the two-meter strong man Allen's background, it looks like a bird who is dependent on the person, and it seems extremely dependent.
Lying like a baby in Ellen’s arms, Eric hooked his lips, and the love in his eyes became more intense. He held Ellen’s arm, his voice was low with a hint of inexplicable meaning. As if with a soft hook, it scratched on the tip of Allen's heart: "Can you eat something?"
Allen’s unrefined but very masculine face turned red at this time, his muscles tightened visually, his eyes were looking straight at the campfire in front of him, and his green pupils reflected the beating flames. There seemed to be fire shining in it.
The large body touched Eric's back. Allen didn't dare to move. He stiffened his neck and lowered his head to Eric's deep eyes. His eyes met and suddenly moved away, his face seemed shy. As if entangled again, he opened his mouth, his face flushed a little bit, and said: "You...you can eat by yourself..."
Eric was stunned when he heard the words, those ink-colored pupils flashed with gleaming water, staring at Alan in a daze, the expression on his face was hurt to the extreme, but his eyes quickly glanced over Alan’s. Ear tips that are almost **** red.
Allen felt guilty by the extremely hurtful eyes, and the arm around his shoulders tightened subconsciously, and his palm couldn't help but comfortably pressed on his arm, and hurriedly explained. : "You are too thin, you should eat more!"
The ink-colored eyes lit up suddenly, and their eyes scorched on him. Allen could even feel the joy and excitement of Eric's sudden rush from the abyss to the top, and the tips of his ears couldn't help but become even more red. .
"You..." The pale little face was suddenly flushed, Eric blushed, lowered his head and bit his lip, as if he was very ashamed of his sudden concern, and said like a mosquito: "You also eat more..."
Speaking, he raised his eyes like a daughter-in-law and quickly glanced at Alan, his eyes were shining, his face was pink, with the delicate features and the almost shining pink love all over his body. The bubbles are extremely attractive.
Sweeped by that shy gaze, Allen couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart, only to feel that there was something wrong with his body again, and he couldn't help feeling numb under his gaze.
"Eat together..." The flames in the green eyes jumped more energetic, Allen pursed his lips, he was extremely shy in his heart, but he still held back Eric's slender slowly. And cold hands.
It's like the opposite Wuluo did to Yesinian.
Allen blushed and quickly glanced at the two people who were hugging each other. Something in his heart slowly sprouted and sprouts. He turned his head and looked at Eric, who was holding his red ears quietly back. , I only feel that my heart is full of sourness, accompanied by the sweetness that makes the corners of the lips rise...
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Yes Nian squinted his eyes and calmly looked at the small movements of the two opposing people, watching his own sturdy cabbage quickly soften in the offensive of someone's sudden change of style, and stupidly stepped into the trap that was prepared long ago In the middle, I really don’t know what kind of expression to make on his face.
"The teacher praised me as sweet~"
When Lin Xiaobei had sweet words in his mind, the corner of Ye Sinian's mouth couldn't help but twitched.
What is this?
Three years old look old?
A handsome face was almost tangled into a big embarrassing character, Ye Sinian rolled his eyes in his heart, and he was even more heartbroken, and simply stopped looking at the two "sweet and sour" People, looked up at Wu Luo behind him.
The different-colored eyes were illuminated by fire, and there was a heart-beating light jumping inside. The beautiful facial features were coated with a layer of golden red light, and Wu Luo's lips were slender with a gentle smile. The five fingers of the powerful palms were gently opened, and the movements gently combed Ye Sinian's soft hair.
The cool finger movements slowly rubbed his sensitive scalp, and the depression in Ye Sinian's heart was instantly swept away, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and his eyes became more obsessed. Can't help but raise his hand to caress Wu Luo's side face, his voice is low: "What are you thinking about?"
The two people on the other side who are sweetly feeding me a bite while I'm taking a bite slowed down their movements, silently raising their ears to listen to the movement on the other side.
If you don’t have enough experience, you should study hard.
Wu Luo's lips smiled deeper, his hands kept moving, and he touched the soft hair like he couldn't put it down, his eyes flashed, and he said: "Thinking about you."
The curly eyelashes trembled, and Ye Sinian pursed his lips. Looking at Wu Luo, his eyes were full of anger, but the curvature of the corners of his lips increased a bit more.
His face was reddish, Ye Si gave a young cough, and rubbed Wu Luo Junlang's side face with warm fingers. He tried to be serious and asked: "What do you miss me?"
"I was thinking...who are you? Why do I remember nothing but you? What are those lost memories like?"
Wuluo brushed Ye Sinian's hair, and there were doubts and puzzles in those heterochromatic eyes, but more of annoyance and regret.
Those memories seem...very important to you?
Although the long-mutilated heart has been filled with the person in his arms, there are still scar-like gaps in the end, which may not be a big problem, but he does not want to leave troubles and crises at all. .
Yesnian belongs to him. It is now and also in the future. What about the past? In those incomplete memories, what kind of existence is he in Ye Sinian?
The dark green pupils flashed a dark glow quickly, and the smile on Ye Sinian's lips became extremely expectant for a moment, and his eyebrows trembled slightly, he patted Wu Luo's arm, and said: "It doesn't matter. , I can always think of it! But... Was it you that night?"
"Which night?" Wu Luo clasped Ye Sinian's arm tightly. In the pupils of different colors, the dark golden aperture flashed, and it seemed to erode inward a bit, he bowed his head tightly. Staring closely at Yesinian's eyes, the voice seemed to contain a cold chill and a trace of unspeakable jealousy.
The smile at the corner of his lips became a little subtle, and Ye Si-nian blinked, and the electricity in his brain turned, and the guess that he had always had in his heart grew bigger and bigger.
Seemingly comforting and deliberately stimulating, Ye Sinian raised his chin and gently touched Wu Luo's tightly pressed lips, and said: "It's just a dream."
The soft touch on his lips made Wuluo's tight heart relax a bit. He held Ye Sinian's back tightly in his arms, and confined his whole body with a domineering and powerful posture and strength. Deepen the kiss.
To be honest, the jealousy in his heart hasn't diminished because it was a dream, but what the truth is, he will be able to dig it out one day! Even a dream! That's also my own territory!
The two people on the opposite side stared in surprise at their conversation, and couldn't help but glance at each other. Their eyes are full of...... Is this okay? !
The horrified eyes met in the air, as if touching a higher temperature fire, both of them were stunned, their faces blushed a little, and then silently opened their eyes.
At this time, the other party found out that he had stolen a teacher or something...
Really...
Dwarf oil!
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In the early morning of the next day, that cold voice without emotional fluctuations appeared again, and the life of another tasker was wiped out.
Unlike the woman who fell asleep peacefully at the beginning, this time the person seems to have foreseen his fate, standing in a deep pit desperately filling in the soil, trying to avoid the attack of the black flame .
He prefers to bury himself alive instead of being eroded by flames.
But he obviously underestimated the power of this mysterious power.
The weird man waved a dozen arms covered with bones on his side, and frantically filled the pit where he was standing with mud. The bottom of his chest was already buried by the wet barren mud, the face of that man It is also half flesh and half black armor, and with the movement of the arm waving, the expression becomes more and more ferocious.
The time has come to obliterate, but he hasn't seen that huge screen around his body. The man's heart is no chance for his own destiny, and his eyes are crazily red.
But after all, it was a step slower.
The man who transformed into the prototype was huge, but in front of the mysterious power, he was like an ant that was slaughtered by others. He was pinched by his shoulders and pulled out of the extremely tightly filled soil with ease.
I don’t know if it’s deliberately warning other taskers to stop doing this kind of useless struggle. The hardest carapace on the man’s shoulder was crushed to pieces, and the entire shoulder was completely deformed.
Before the black flame appeared, the quest person who was destined to be obliterated suffered unbearable physical torture.
The silent screams made all the taskers shudder, silently staring at the completely distorted taskers on the screen, feeling the cold breath in the bones.
The screen finally disappeared, Ye Sinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark green eyes turned hard.
This sense of deterrence imposed by the world consciousness, even he can only tolerate it.
Unless...
There was a thought in his heart even more high, Ye Sinian's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wu Luo, who was a little pale beside him.
Wu Luo is not a tasker, why does it seem to be more pressured than he is...
Moving the hands that interlocked with Yesinian's ten fingers, the dark golden area in Wu Luo's heterochromatic eyes expanded a little, and a vague idea appeared in his mind. He squeezed Yesinian's hand tightly. , Looked solemnly at the small dark red box placed on the grass, and said hoarsely: "What's in there?"
He asked this question inexplicably. Alan was comforting Eric, who had a pale face in his arms. He turned his head when he heard the words and looked at the small box brought back by Yesinian.
Eric's eyes flickered, and he squeezed into Ellen's arms calmly, and looked over in the same puzzled manner.
There are too many places derailed in this world, and I don’t know what the system will give