Chapter 8 One Night of Erection
On the second floor of the cosmic mercenary alliance, in the spacious hall, there are only two old men left. The old man in purple robe on the left looks at the name on the contract and reveals his satisfaction from time to time.
However, the old man in the white robe on the right wondered, "Why let that boy participate in such a dangerous task? Although the rare source crystal is precious, don't we still have three in our hands? It would be a pity if he died there."
"Oh, I don't know." When the old man in purple robe heard the words, his face showed helplessness and sighed, "Whether it is understanding, talent, or law, that boy is a rare genius for hundreds of millions of years, but he has the unique mark of Protus."
"What!?"
The old man in white robe looked at his friend in disbelief, as if he was waiting for the other party to explain it clearly, or did not want to believe this fact at all.
"I won't feel wrong. That's indeed the unique mark of Plotus, which shows that the boy has been targeted. We can't intervene, at least not now! But..." Speaking of this, the purple-robed old man's eyes were shining: "But this is also an opportunity. If the boy successfully comes back alive this time and becomes a galaxy, and there is a certain breakthrough in the law, then we can unite with other races to overthrow the rule of Protus!"
"Well, that's it. Let's not talk about the danger of that secret place. How can it be easy to talk about a breakthrough in the law?
"Hey!"
Two god-like beings, in the end, can only sigh one after another...
The night of Saint Hibbia has a very unique landscape. As soon as it reaches midnight, the whole night sky will be covered with a layer of blurred colorful glare.
Not only that, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, seven colors are intertwined and intertwined, both like a giant rainbow and gorgeous aurora.
When this phenomenon lasts for a whole hour and the hour hand reaches one o'clock, seven intertwined ribbons will be selected, randomly choose a color, and occupy the whole night sky for a second!
After tens of millions of years of research and summary of the indigenous people of Saint Hbia, it is concluded that each color represents some of the journey and climatic conditions of the day.
For example, red, there will definitely be heavy rain the next day, accompanied by a bloody disaster. Of course, there is no basis for the latter.
For example, purple, the related industries that work the next day will definitely have a bumper harvest and represent the happy love.
......
Regardless of the accuracy of these studies and classifications, one thing is certain is that Saint Hibbia does have the unique charm of becoming the economic center of the universe!
That night, under the strong recommendation of Cynthia, Ye Wuyou went out for the first time to go shopping, enjoy the night view, taste delicious food... I have to say that the occasional relaxation does have an unexpected effect. At least, unconsciously, he felt that his mood was more round and clear.
Cynthia seemed to forget her identity for a short time. Like a little girl in love, she took Ye Wuyou's hand and left cheerful footprints everywhere.
However, after the clock rang at 12 o'clock, Cinderella will eventually return to an ordinary poor daughter, and Cynthia has the same feeling at this time.
She knew how humble she was and should not expect such an undue fantasy at all, but when she looked at the ordinary but warm smiling face, especially the eyes that were more brilliant than the stars in the night sky, she unconsciously fell into it.
She came to St. Hibbia since she was a child and finally became a qualified receptionist after years of training. However, the reception life for many years has made her mentally and physically exhausted.
All kinds of people, handsome, powerful, rich, kind, hateful... but no one has never looked at themselves with that kind of equal eyes.
As a humble receptionist, she does not expect to be prosperous, nor does she expect to be popular, let alone fantasize about romantic love stories like Prince Charming. What she wants is just a little poor self-esteem!
Now, the one in front of him finally got what he wanted.
"Well, my lord... good night!"
Looking at the back that pushed the door, Cynthia's courage disappeared in an instant, and all that was left was loss and endless inferiority.
"Cinthia, can you help me make a glass of wine?"
Looking at those star-like eyes injecting herself, Cynthia couldn't help blushing, but at the thought of the lame interface, she couldn't help laughing.
When she realized her gaffe, she suddenly found that a big hand that seemed to have magic was frivolously picking up her chin.
"Women need to be confident to be beautiful!"
Won!
It's not Cynthia, who doesn't know people. Somehow, the warm touch from her lips made her heart beat abnormally faster. She has never had this feeling before.
Ye Wuyou, who found himself, not only unblocked his emotions, but also released his desire. In the face of the intelligent, considerate, hot and seductive Cynthia, it's nonsense.
And he is also keenly aware that this woman who always shows a charming smile actually has an extremely humble and fragile heart.
He can't give anything to the other party, and he won't give it. All he can do is to soothe the extremely humble and fragile heart while enjoying gentleness.
The close lips were like a fuse, which completely ignited the desire of the two. Ye Wuyou held his slender waist in one hand and felt the continuous deformation of his chest under the pressure of his chest. The amazing elasticity and proud scale made him explore the attractive curve more presumptuously.
Bum!
The door of the hotel was closed, revealing a do not disturb.
Ye Wuyou forced Cynthia to the door, and her left hand naturally climbed to the towering peak, while her right hand slid down her delicate waist.
The round and elastic touch makes an evil fire surge directly in the lower abdomen.
The ultra-short tight skirt completely became a decoration at this time, which could not stop the strange big hand at all. Cynthia suddenly felt that everything was so nervous, exciting and wonderful. This feeling made her shy and happy. Instead, she gradually took the initiative. A soft and boldly held the hot dragon and kept doing it.
hiss!
The tight coat was gently pulled by Ye Wuyou and was broken. Because of this, the strange visual impact made him more vigorous.
Looking at the buds blooming in front of Cynthia's chest in front of her, the proud scale is not yet able to be palmed, and the two points of cherry red are even more attractive.
With the rubbing/rubbing of her big hand, Cynthia kept whispering ecstasy. She felt that the big hand had infinite magic, but wherever her body was touched and touched, it was like an electric shock, making her soft to the bone.
Dried vegetables are on fire, and they will burn at one point!
Ye Wuyou directly raised Cynthia's left leg and launched a fierce attack in a difficult posture!
The ecstasy moans suddenly rose one after another, making the whole room full of infinite **. The two fought several times from the door, to the sofa, to the coffee table, and then to the bedroom...
Looking at Cynthia, who was lying in her arms and her face was still flushed, Ye Wuyou rarely showed a trace of tenderness. He took out the wealth enough to buy the whole galaxy from the space ring, put it in another smaller space ring, and gently put it on Qianqianyu's finger, but the position was not of special significance. That...
PS: This scene is still difficult to write...