[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

Hello everyone, I am a deep and connotative brain hole. I have made great wishes to the great author countless times. I only hope that one day in my lifetime, I can face the favorite male god in my heart face to face without any regrets. Keep licking licking.

Then on my birthday, a black hole with an invisible face appeared in front of me. It pointed at my front-loading washing machine and said to me in an indistinguishable voice: as long as you jump in, you can see you the male god.

So I really jumped—fortunately, I am relatively thin, and my washing machine has a relatively large capacity—and then I crossed.

Never doubt the amazing action power of a terrifying brain hole with the idiot attribute max.

But the black hole is big, did you forget to ask me who the male god is?

This is a hospital, and I have timetraveled into a young doctor, don't ask me why I know - I just finished a bloody operation, and the memory fragments that flashed back in my mind have directly tortured me so much that I don't want it anymore.

I just want to be a quiet and beautiful girl, so bloody when I first came up, it seriously affected my mood of eagerly wanting to see the male god immediately, hey!It must be the wrong way for me to travel!Drum washing machine, you are definitely kidding! Author!

The theater in my head was frantically swiping the screen, but in fact, it seemed to outsiders that I was just standing silently in front of the sink in a daze. A passing nurse asked strangely: "Doctor Mendes, don't you wash your hands?"

Nodding indiscriminately, I looked at this pair of white palms that had been cut into and cut with a knife not long ago, and then stitched up with flying needles, and I vomited directly with a wow.

What should I do, I haven't even found the shadow of the male god, and I feel that my blood volume has dropped sharply and I may die first. Is the heroine going to get a lunch box before even getting three thousand characters? Readers will definitely Get a negative score...

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand habitually, but I recalled the R-rated bloody action movie in which it was the protagonist not long ago, and once again retched on my stomach in the pool.

God, I really swear that I will watch those legendary thrillers and horror movies in the future. My mental capacity is too weak. How can I continue to attack men in this terrible world? God.

Another doctor passed by—by the way, the position where I was standing was particularly easy to be passed by—he just glanced at me, saw that I was almost vomiting, and threw me a large folder that looked like a medical record. He said in a very natural tone: "I have something to do, and I will leave the examination of these patients to you."

What's the matter with this domineering president's sense of sight? By the way, you should be just a little doctor in clothes similar to mine, right? And judging by your appearance, you can tell that you've only been on the stage for ten seconds!Is it really good to have such a big tone!

I just wanted to teach him to be a man again, but I was overwhelmed by the conspicuous name on the medical record he handed over: Roy Walker.

How can I not remember the roles played by the male god, and the photo on the medical record is also the male god I miss so much! He must have gone!I’m the one who licks Roy’s big GIF every day before going to sleep—by the way, I prefer to wake myself up with Mr. Joe’s cool and domineering figure in the morning, and my phantom limbs are quickly revived It's another spirited day to shoot or something.

"Cecilia?" Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, he frowned and asked.

"Okay Daddy! No problem Daddy! Guaranteed to complete the task Daddy!"

I responded quickly, regardless of the demonic expression on the doctor's face behind me, and flew towards the ward.

Hehe, I'm serious, but I'm afraid even myself. The advantage of my long legs makes my steps wild and unruly. I'm really a woman like wind.

I touched the door lightly, and there was my beautiful male god inside. Thinking about it, I couldn't help being a little excited.

Restraining my frantic and unrestrained expression, I pushed open the door carefully, and prayed that the few people in the same ward as the male god were not there—is it really great that they are not there? The lucky value sss can't be better. It's all about to crash!

He was lying quietly on the hospital bed like a Sleeping Beauty, his face was sickly pale, and he seemed to have an illusory beauty, but his body of nearly two meters was a bit pitiful—this hospital bed was too Too young, really wronged the male god's long legs, bad review!

As a small doctor, I thought about the feasibility of making suggestions to the hospital to lengthen the beds, and found that basically this approach is sci-fi, because the hospital has no money, I have no money, and everyone has no money, so I can only make a secret call in my heart. If the negative score is sent to the hospital, it is right to express your feelings.

Putting aside my messy thoughts, I tightened the curtains guilty of guilt, and sat on the head of the male god Roy's big bed, resisting the urge to claw at this handsome face, and just stared at him silently.

His large, seductive eyes were closed tightly in unease, and the long eyelashes cast two shadows, looking very murderous.

The two bushy eyebrows were unconsciously furrowing slightly, and the vertical lines between the brows were still lingering, always tempting others to reach out and smooth them out for him.

I can only desperately grab the other hand with one hand, but I really want to touch the living male god, Mr. Meimei is also okay, I really want to touch it, of course it would be better if I can lick it!

I had to focus elsewhere.

Looking from the side, one can see that his nose is upright and well-defined, like a work of art, together with his forehead to chin, forming a perfect arc, beautiful but not lacking in heroism, exquisite and full of charm.

I'm going to die, I'm going to die, my blood bar is going to be red, it's going to be red!

I stretched out my hand to cover the screams and nosebleeds that were about to burst out, I looked at his thin red lips that were still red and attractive even though they were a little dry, and quickly covered them with the other hand. The next saliva gentleman.

As a man, is it really good to look so beautiful?You are the rhythm that makes all women feel ashamed!If you can't find a wife in the future, you can only make a base for you!

Roy's big chest is rising and falling with his breathing, and the thin quilt can't hide the shape of his chest at all. I can completely imagine his solid chest muscles under the thin quilt, and then go down along the chest muscles , seductive abdominal muscles, sexy mermaid lines...

Oops!Hold on, my blood gauge, if it is empty, I have to wait until after [-] characters!

But my blood tank seemed to be unable to hear my call at all, and quickly retreated with an indomitable momentum.

It's not that our side is too useless, it's that the other party is too heaven-defying!

No, even if it is ko, I have to be pretty.

I know that there must be a strong look in my eyes, I am so attractive like this, but it is a pity that the male god is still in a coma, otherwise he will definitely love me, love me, marry me, marry me.

Wait a minute, coma?

My heart skipped a beat, what a great opportunity to do something to the male god in front of me—oh no, I just want to feel the living male god, really, definitely not to moles him!

Looking around nervously, I found that the old, weak, sick and disabled in this ward are generally relaxing in the courtyard at this time - then it means that there is no one now - very good, I closed my eyes gently, leaned down slightly, trembling hands He groped for the position of the face of the male god, and kissed him with an almost pious attitude and a pilgrimage——

Oh, oh, oh, it's so good, it's so soft and sweet, I want to do it again!

However, in the next second, I experienced the feeling of the drum washing machine again, and the indistinguishable voice seemed to echo four words in my ears: Thank you for your patronage.

Why do I have a weird sense of instantaneity when I open a soda bottle and find out I didn't win?Such a pit gives you a negative score and a bad review! The black hole is big!

In addition, I didn't have time to do this and that to the male god. I just secretly kissed the little mouth. Are you sure this is a whore article? Why is the rhythm so small and fresh?Shouldn't it be ooxx and then xxoo as soon as it comes up?

That voice seemed to have heard my rich inner drama, and said again: "I tested your brain waves and found that you have a lot of male gods, so I will change one every day. Why, don't you like it?"

"I like it! I like it very much!" I nodded crazily. At this moment, I made a painful decision to hold back my infinite coveting for Roy's handsome face, because I know that there will be more male gods in the bright future, etc. Let me pamper you——next time I will definitely push down the male god decisively!Absolutely!

Goodbye, I am about to break through the limit again, the lower limit.

Goodbye, I may not have too many morals left.

But when I think of the male gods one after another, my heart can't continue to mourn their passing away with the wind.

Hey, am I being too bothered, who told me to be such a passionate and romantic woman.

I asked, "So how long is 'every day'?"

The black hole replied greatly: "Who knows."

So another trip through the drum washing machine started again.

In other words, why can a modern high-tech product such as a front-loading washing machine suddenly appear in this dark space that looks like nothingness at first glance!

And why can't I control my limbs and crawl into the washing machine in such a shameful way like drilling a dog hole!Obviously, when I traveled through for the first time, I still felt quite noble and glamorous!

However, the black hole just said more noblely and glamorously: "Because all the automatic configurations traverse faster."

At the last second when I closed my eyes, I just wanted to ask one last question: "Then why do you have to be obsessed with the way of traveling through the drum washing machine! Did the drum washing machine pay you for the advertising fee!!!"