Chapter 41 Flowing warbler

The short middle-aged man's throat moved slightly, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the other party.

Since it is attracted, a strong attraction is naturally the original reason and beginning.

The first thing he saw was that there was no doubt about the beautiful face, which was tied with the white jade hand and the itchy voice when he said "I invited you", as if it was engraved in his head, but the second thing he saw was an old but extremely clean gray cloak.

This is the culprit who hides the beauty of the other party. Otherwise, how can such an excellent woman have not been discovered until now? She must become the focus of everyone's attention as she comes in.

However, since the other party took the initiative to expose it, of course, he saw more from his perspective, such as the enchanting smile on his face under the cloak, the exquisite-looking silk scarf on his neck, and even below, the figure that makes men eager to wear, which is extremely desirable.

This is a very pretty woman. The short middle-aged man wiped his saliva and secretly concluded in his heart, which can be directly proved by the other party's handsome waist and just the right buttocks.

The only regret is that this female breast is not as dreamed of as other places. However, although it is not plump enough, it does not seem too regretful on her body, and it is not easy to have a well-proportioned breast shape.

Of course, this is because compared with the whole, it is not the focus.

This kind of woman... usually can't be seen by him at all.

Although the short middle-aged man didn't say it, he has decided to take it to ** anyway... This is not impossible. Judging from the fact that the other party took the initiative to say hello, today's goddess of fate's underwear... is really my favorite style.

As a man who wanders in a tavern, he has essentially decided that the road to walk is full of frivolity, and peach color, as an indispensable element, has always been talked about.

Although all of this is as dramatic as a rehearsal, it is easy to give people a sense of unrealism, but short middle-aged men don't feel that they have anything worth plotting, so they just think about it and leave it behind - men have never been rational in this regard.

However, he was not completely overwhelmed by the sudden encounter. Although his right hand had stretched out to the other party's body impatiently, he still asked, "It's actually the best... How much is it?"

-Well, this may not be a cautious question, it's just an urgent sensory instinct for beautiful women. He regards the other party as a warbler looking for time.

The other party did not stop the short middle-aged man from moving, but after pulling away the cloak, he pressed the other party's right hand on her chest to her thigh without a trace.

Then, let it be touched.

Looking at the middle-aged short man with a face enjoying touching her white and tender thighs, she did not show any expression than this affair should have. She even gently pressed her jade hand on the other party's right hand. Her voice was still low, but it showed an unconcealable soft charm.

"No money~. I'm just interested in what you just said. Why don't we find a room and then... tell me what you see~"

When it came to tell, she moved the other party's right hand deeper into her thigh.

"Good...good!"

The short middle-aged man is carried away.

He didn't notice that from beginning to end, the woman exhaled like an orchid, talking to his ear, but her voice seemed to come from afar.

Soon, they hooked up and walked out of the pub.

The pub is still crowded. This kind of place with a large flow of people, with two fewer people, will never cause any waves.

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"Little beauty..." After walking out of the pub, the movements of short middle-aged men increased, and the number of movements increased with the decrease of the number of people.

When it comes to the monkey's urgent equation, it has always been so urgent.

"Don't worry~." Along the way, she let the other party touch the perfect figure covered by her cloak, and her face kept smiling: "Let's wait until the place is."

After laughing all the way, she was finally taken into a small hotel by a short middle-aged man.

Whether from the perspective of quiet or spending money, short middle-aged men prefer here, and the beautiful woman did not refuse.

Enter the door, close the door, and rush forward.

It's like a hungry tiger and a sheep.

Let the other party kiss, and the woman whispered to the short middle-aged man like a water snake, "So now, start telling me what you saw at that time. Don't reveal it at all..."

The short middle-aged man is obviously not happy with this sudden payment of interest, but he finds that he can't continue his intimacy if he doesn't say anything - although his body is soft and not lethal, he really can't do more intimate actions by pestering himself like this.

So, he can only say the content.

Almost every time she says something, the beautiful woman will relax her defense of part of her body. Later, she changed from a one-handed kiss to an interaction of a short middle-aged man, and then to the unilateral service of a beautiful woman he only enjoys.

"Is there anything else~?"

The beautiful woman gently grabbed the man** and kneaded it gently like encouragement, and her tone was full of expectation.

"And... and the clothes on the city owners who went out at that time are very strange!" The short middle-aged man recalled and affirmed.

"Strange?"

"Yes, that's a style that has never been seen before. I'm afraid it's not an emerging product made recently, or a secret weapon hidden in the sages a long time ago." He is worthy of being a man who can live a life of licking blood with a knife and live to middle age. Sure enough, he has some insights. Although he doesn't know the secrets of the times, his understanding is not very biased.

"What else~? If they fight with ghosts, will there be no loss?

"Death...depletion..." The man dragged his tone, which was obviously unexpected, but he didn't want the woman to stop.

"Well, I know."

After the beauty finished speaking, she began to speed up her movements, stroked the man more enthusiastically, and her mouth came to the other party's mouth to kiss.

The short middle-aged man closed his eyes while responding. It's not that he hasn't met a "level" woman, but this quality level is superior, and it's also a free woman. He really hasn't met it. It can be said that this is the first time he has met it.

I don't know if it was an illusion. He even felt the other party's tongue move up his throat after kissing himself...

Bang!

The man suddenly opened his eyes, and then... he couldn't close it again.

chi......

Blood was mixed with the brain, spewing out from the back of the short middle-aged man's head, dyeing the sheets and walls red.

And in the back of the head, a bright red and pink tongue is slowly withdrawing.

The beautiful woman came down from the man carelessly, her tongue slowly recovered from slender to the original, and her expression seemed thoughtful.

Blood, beauty, dead man, all this makes this look like a bloody painting, full of strange beauty... and creepy.

The beautiful woman tapped her finger on her body, and the blood splashed on her body disappeared, and she picked up the cloak she had taken off before - speaking, she only took off this one.

This beautiful woman who is standing indifferent in the blood pile at this time is none other than Meihua... or Meihua's phantom diversion.

The phantom diversion is similar, but it is also individual.

That is to say, Meihua is the center, and Meihua after each illusion diversion is Meihua, but it is also another information processing individual, and they are not all exactly the same.

This is also normal, otherwise, the mainland is big, and it is impossible for Meihua to release separate intelligence at ease... I can imagine what will happen if countless identical people appear in front of you... No matter how well it is hidden, it may be revealed by coincidence.

Only when Meihua's consciousness comes to the current split, it will appear outside the individual consciousness. Meihua's main consciousness, such as when Captain Li was killed, is the arrival of consciousness.

And the identity of Meihua's phantom diversion is a flowing warbler. A real flowing warbler.

Yes, it's a woman. Although it wears a silk scarf around its neck, this is just a cover for the existence of the subject's instinctive memory. If you really want to say, this split has no throat knot and no (beep...).

The warbler has a way to obtain intelligence, which is the body, which is the reason why she made out with the short middle-aged man at the beginning.

However, the information you have inquired about naturally cannot be known to others, so it is reasonable to kill people.

What's more, the characteristics attached to his split are also of this type of thing.

That is the ability to extract the memory fragments of the other party directly from the other party's mind when it makes people feel high (beep...).

This kind of thing is always necessary... After all, the other party may have concerns and haven't said it all, but memory will not lie.

Of course, the previous men's and women's affairs are also important, because consciousness intake cannot be carried out without the moment when the other party is comfortable enough to relax even the most basic defense consciousness.

In a word, since killing is not something to be afraid of for his split, it can only be based on the actual situation.

It is impossible for a short middle-aged man to live with a reason to kill, and the actual situation is that there are two reasons for the other party to die, so this is obviously sufficient.

I didn't look at the man who died, and I didn't even know his name, but Meihua's split has left here.

Open and close.

The same rhythm as the beginning.