The second lieutenant called Arthurland.

After connecting, the picture is dark, and there seems to be a burst of flying dirt.

The second lieutenant who was outside the interrogation room was confused: "Sir, you said that you have a first-level incident that needs to be dealt with urgently... Uh, do you want me to call some bugs to help?"

Can I still answer the phone for a first-level incident?

There is no signal in the polluted area to say so.

I don't understand, but I dare not ask.

On the video side, clang clang clang, rustle, rustle, clatter.

It was like the sound of a shovel digging into the soil.

The screen shook for a while, a huge banana leaf entered the country, the terminal was hung somewhere, and the major general's face appeared on the other end of the video.

"what's up?"

The picture is still pitch-black, with the shadows of the trees whirling.

But with the dim light, it was still possible to see that the major general was in the jungle.

Pushing aside the hanging branches and leaves, the female folded the cuffs of her shirt, revealing her slender forearms.

Under the night, that face was cold and handsome, with sparse brows and brows.

One glance refreshed my mind, and I couldn't restrain my fear of being dominated by fifty kilometers of off-roading with heavy loads.

The second lieutenant stood at attention: "About the hero of Second Lieutenant Lexie, Morikawa, is there any need for interrogation?"

Arthur: "Ask."

The second lieutenant was so nervous that he stammered: "Yes... But Major General, Morikawa's mental strength is very poor, and because he was exposed to pollutants, it is very troublesome to apply for medical parole... So can you..."

Arthur was slightly surprised.

The diligent and down-to-earth second lieutenant slowly blushed, bowed his head and said, "Can I ask you to be a guarantee...my rank is not good enough."

A stupid worm with a new love.

Casually being swayed by a male who has committed a crime, is there still a bit of a military female?

Arthur Lan hates iron but not steel, and said lightly on the surface: "It's okay, but if there is a problem in the process, you have to take full responsibility."

The second lieutenant's eyes lit up and he saluted: "Yes, major general."

Hang up the video.

The majestic female bent down and continued to shovel the soil one shovel after another. The male was wrapped up in a cat-mao roll, quietly lying on the mound, watching Asselan work energetically.

Outside the general hospital is a large lush jungle.

On this night with a bright moon and a breeze, Atheran took the male to the jungle with a quilt.

The male only lay in the treatment cabin for an hour, and the bruises on his chest and back did not heal, but the nesting period was not resolved, which would affect the mental strength of the male.

After discussing with the doctor, Atherland decided to give priority to solving the problem of nesting.

Nesting, as the name suggests, is to build a nest.

Through the doctor, Aselan was fortunate to learn that the nesting period of the Wingless Zerg is built by the female.

The wingless Zerg in ancient times reproduced in winter.

After forming a reproductive relationship, they will choose a piece of land, dig a deep underground cave, and enter hibernation after reproduction. When the eggs are laid, it will be the spring with abundant food.

Asselan dug about three meters: "Come on, come in."

The male's dark green pupils looked at the cave, shook his head, and crawled away. Aslan grabbed the bed roll and lifted him up: "Build me a nest quickly, don't be too wordy, I'll break your legs, believe it or not."

Evan: "Hey!"

The spiritual lake is gurgling like boiling.

The light golden silk thread is tumbling and entangled, and the Zerg gene in the blood is imprinted inside.

The hot flashes blinded the extra senses, pouring out the instinct frantically.

Evan is very dissatisfied with the female worm now.

It's too bad, this breeding object is too stupid, not only abandoning the sharp claws to dig the soil, but also so stupid in the matter of reproduction.

The hole was short and thin, vertically upward, and there was no way to nest in it. Even if they nestled in, the forest would be covered by heavy snow in winter, and they would freeze to death in this hole.

Atheran pinched the small fat face of the male, one head and two bigger.

"Go in."

"Huh."

Shaking his head very hard.

The next second, the goldfish was pinched out of its mouth. The female threw the shovel and said viciously, "Lie down quickly, do you hear me? I'll bury you and sleep well, and nothing will happen tomorrow morning."

Evan felt that the female was too stupid and lazy. He was disappointed and resentful, and chirped and told him that the egg would freeze to death in the heavy snow.

The female was unmoved, and insisted on putting him in the rough nest. The reason that collapsed during the hot flash seemed to be pulled back a little bit. Evan struggled and decided to dig the soil by himself.

All of Arthur's patience in this life was exhausted on Evan, and he snatched the shovel back: "Don't move!"

"I'll dig it for you."

Resigned to his fate, he put down the quilt lightly.

Atheran wiped his face, rolled up his sleeves, and began digging holes strictly according to the requirements of the male.

Soil from one shovel to one shovel.

dusty.

Ye Xiao was also laughing at the officer's embarrassment.

The final product is about eight meters deep, an ultra-long cave that slopes into the ground, dug under a steep slope to avoid snow accumulation, and the cave is narrow in front and wide in the inside, enough to accommodate two adult worms.

Aslan was so exhausted that he snorted and hugged Evan into the cave, and slid down for a while.

Chest tight, breathing staggered.

The fishy smell of the soil and the smell of the male worms blended together gently, penetrating into the skin gradually, which was extremely comfortable.

After building the nest last time, Arthur found that his bone aches and pains had been relieved a lot due to cleaning up the polluted area.

When I fell asleep in a daze, I did feel a very warm wind flowing into my lungs.

Probably something the males did.

Arthur Lan's eyes moved slightly, and he pinched his face: "Stinky boy, don't use your mental power indiscriminately, take it back."

Because I was too tired, I didn't notice it at first, but when I got to the bottom of the cave, I realized that this posture of face-to-face hugging was a bit too delicate.

Arthur ran back unnaturally.

In the darkness, the male worm hangs his head and wraps his hands around the female worm's neck.

"Don't move around, go to sleep."

The male worm didn't move for a long time, and when Arthur Lan thought he was asleep, something cool and soft touched his shoulder.

Through a thin shirt.

Arthur was surprised.

There seemed to be mottled broken stars hidden in the eyes of the male worm.

The female's movements stiffened irresistibly, feeling the gentle kiss of the opposite sex fall to her shoulder.

Evan put his hands on his side at some point, looked down at him, climbed up with soft fingers, and pinched Arthur Lan's earlobe.

Atheran could have easily toppled him, as he always had, but now he was short of breath and overwhelmed.

The male's dark green pupils rippled in circles.

The darkness was shattered, outlining a cold and paralyzed face.

Lower your head a little bit.

Rose-colored lips, with slightly raised lips, approached tentatively.

Arthur Lan's pupils dilated and his palms were sweating.

Stare at the soft, slowly approaching lips of the male.

Just a short distance away.

Atherland pursed her lips quietly.

The male's head sank.

Paji fell down, brushed his lips over his ears, and fell asleep in the crook of Arthur's neck.

Asselan held his breath in his mouth. After a long while, he let out a long breath and patted the back of the male.

"I inform you that you are dead, really."

The author has something to say: I recommend Hao Liyou's main article "On the Possibility of Warlocks Disguising as Magicians", so cute! ! ! O(≧▽≦)O

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