atlantis

The magnetite silently modulates the soft light, illuminating the area of ​​Erra from every angle.

Morris' body was as straight as a sword, and he sat at the desk in a very formal military posture.He lowered his head slightly, his long blond hair flowing like cold spring water, exuding a terrifying aura invisible.

Behind is the deep blue water, with a touch of coldness in the tranquility.

But Morris frowned slightly, and unbuttoned a military button on his collar with his slender fingers, his eyes still fixed on the data on the light screen coldly.

"Pour me a glass of ice water, and remember to put more ice cubes." Morris ordered indifferently by tapping the communicator on his left wrist.

From the other end of the communicator, a woman's soft voice came: "Yes, General."

"Please general, I have already notified the ancient language expert Roger as ordered, do you need to ask again?"

"No." Morris replied succinctly, "I don't need a mediocre subordinate, Cathy. If he can't even complete the first task, order Hindley to take over his job at any time."

Cathy on the opposite side seemed to pause: "Are you going to reassign Roger to General Sherman?"

"It's just preparation... Are there any questions, Cathy?" Feeling the half-baked heat in his body, Morris's eyes turned cold.

Sensing a hint of impatience in the indifferent tone, Cathy sharply said: "No more, General."

Not long after Morris hung up the call, a beautiful woman came in from outside asking for instructions.She held the plate with both hands, with a glass of ice water on it, and put ice cubes and mint leaves in according to Morris's habit.

Morris was focused and didn't look at her, but when she was about to back off, Fang raised his blue eyes and said coldly, "Thank you, Cathy."

Cathy knew the general's habits, smiled slightly, and left quietly.

Morris raised the goblet, feeling the icy cold from his fingertips, and temporarily relieved the little bit of desire in his body.

'I didn't expect that I could only spend most of the day calmly, but now, traces of impatience quietly appeared.Although it is completely tolerable, how long can it be tolerated?Maybe three days at the most? '

Morris is very familiar with the subtle hotness in his body. He has experienced this irresistible torture countless times, but this time it is much gentler. The madness of last night...is indeed several times stronger than the nerve paralyzing drugs.

Clear eyebrows, gentle eyes... Morris couldn't help but think of that gentle and meticulous person. Although he wore old-fashioned glasses, he gave off the warmth of a spring breeze.This is a very strange feeling for Morris, who has been in the army for many years and is indifferent.

There was a hint of warmth, which inadvertently catalyzed the impatience in his body. Morris hurriedly looked cold, drank the ice water in the glass, deliberately erased all distracting thoughts, and refocused on his work.

But the temporary coldness was quickly melted by the desire corroded in the flesh and blood, and the temperature rose, turning into wisps of heat, which flowed irregularly in the body.It gradually converged into an annoying feeling that could not be ignored and began to need to be tolerated.

Morris suddenly softened his body, propped his elbows on the table, and calmed down for a while before taking off his stiff military uniform and wearing only a thin silk shirt.

"So it's already seven o'clock..." Morris touched his slightly hot cheek, and he was quite satisfied with today's state, but... maybe tomorrow won't be as good as today...

Morris didn't want to face the night, and he wanted to avoid the Wushan cloud and rain that could burn his reason. Even if he couldn't avoid it, he still insisted on it if he could.

At this time, Roger's message came from the communicator.Morris pulled back his mind, clicked on the connection, and said indifferently: "Roger?"

"Yes, General." Roger changed his flirtatious attitude in front of Han Jing, and said cautiously: "I have sent the information, please check it, General."

Morris flicked the light screen, his eyes were heavy, and he browsed carefully carefully. The silence made Roger on the other end uneasy.

After a while, Morris said sharply: "Not even Babylon, your report is not detailed and professional enough, Roger."

"Yes, General. But there is only half a day, I can only rush out part of it, and I want to ask the General to take a look first. If it is the general's intention, I will continue to study..."

"When can the official report be submitted?" Morris interrupted coldly.

Roger seemed a little nervous: "It should take three or four months. After all, every culture has different scripts. I still need the assistance of historical experts."

Morris pondered slightly: "I understand, Chen Yu and Locke will assist you. I give you three months, and you must submit an acceptable report to me on time."

Roger breathed a sigh of relief at the other end: "Please rest assured, General!"

When Roger thought he would hang up the communication, Morris said coldly again: "I gave you this chance because your answer just now was not as frivolous as your style. But I hope you will remember the answer just now , I hope that after three months, your report can change my opinion of you."

"Yes, General!" Roger responded sternly, and finally heard the most eager hang up.

When Morris finished handling the affairs at hand and left the office, the Erra area was deserted and deserted, with no one around.

The light had become soft and dim, and Morris was soaked in the coldness of the night, but he held the gray-blue military uniform in his hands, as if he didn't feel a trace of coolness, and his ears were slightly warm. Wearing a thin shirt, he walked towards the ROEDLAS area.

In the ROEDLAS area, there is very little streamer. In the middle of the night, the soft light is completely dimmed.

Morris just opened the door as before, and suddenly felt warm and bright around him, as if bathed in the sunshine of Seidon Island, not the usual darkness and coldness in memory.

"I was so busy that I forgot him for a while..." Morris was stunned, adjusting his mood, and heard a warm voice.

"Back? Maurice?"

Han Jing got up from the sofa, and there was a thick pile of calculation manuscripts beside him.He glanced at the communicator on his wrist, and walked towards Morris naturally.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, why did you come back so late?"

Greeting like a close person, his eyes surrounded Morris like water.Morris still looked indifferent, but his blue eyes seemed to tremble slightly, and there was a faint, undetectable emotion in his eyes.

"Work." Morris concealed the shallow ripples in his heart with coldness, not knowing where the momentary fluctuations came from.He only responded with two words, then walked directly into the bedroom, put down his coat, ignored Han Jing who followed him, walked into the bathroom by himself, and closed the door with a "bang".

After waiting for so long, I finally saw him come back. I wanted to have a few words of intimacy, but unexpectedly, I was rejected directly.Han Jing had no choice but to swallow the words he was about to blurt, and picked up the gray-blue military uniform on the bed, as if he could feel Morris' icy breath.

Rubbing the golden rank of the four-star general with his fingers, Han Jing began to think about how to approach this iceberg later...

Morris took off his clothes, touched his hot skin, and frowned.The indistinct hot current has already gathered into streams of steaming hot springs, flowing wantonly in the body, slowly heating the desire corroded in the flesh and blood, expanding like corroding flowers.

Although it can still be tolerated, it is like ants crawling in the body, biting the discomfort of every skin, and the number is increasing silently, which cannot be ignored, which makes Morris unspeakably anxious.

He walked into the bathroom, and was immediately surrounded by steaming steam. He suddenly felt a trembling, and his lower body changed.

"Damn..." A rare annoyance appeared in the blue eyes.

Han Jing, who didn't know it, called outside kindly: "It's too cold in the middle of the night at the bottom of the sea. I've prepared hot water for you, Morris!"

Morris scowled, and quickly adjusted to the bone-chilling cold water.Standing under the icy spray of water, let the cold soak in, and slowly close your eyes.

'Since the accident in Atlantis, I have never felt warm and comfortable again...'

"Is it going to go on forever, myself, I'm about to be driven crazy..."

Recalling the torment of the past six months, for the first time a trace of fragility appeared on his indifferent face.

Feeling that the lust in his body was suppressed by the cold, Morris walked out of the bathroom slowly.I came across the stacked clean bath towels, and there was a bathrobe next to it, which was just right.

Morris was taken aback for a moment, then took it, wiped his body, and changed into the bathrobe that had been prepared.

I also found that there was a cup and a toothbrush on the washstand, and there was warm water for rinsing in the cup.

Morris frowned, with an indescribable feeling that living with another person was not as simple as he imagined, and it was so easy to ignore.He always appears in my eyes from time to time...

"How is the washing? Is the water temperature okay?" Han Jing had already made the bed, waited outside for a while, and finally saw Morris coming out coldly.

Looking at the long blond hair like silk, the face carved like cold jade, and the white shoulder blades exposed outside the bathrobe... Han Jing couldn't help but move around, but was deterred by Morris's cold aura.In the end, he chose not to see Morris's warning eyes, and approached him with his eyes squinted.

Unfortunately, he failed to hug Morris, and Morris raised his elbow and hit Han Jing's chest mercilessly with the force of a soldier.Han Jing clutched his chest, distorting his face in pain.

"Don't go too far... Also, don't make claims and interfere with other people's habits in the future." Morris stared at Han Jing coldly, trying to frighten him.

Seeing that Han Jing didn't answer immediately, and he stopped laughing cheekily, he walked to the side of the bed in peace, thinking that Han Jing should be honest all night.

But he was wrong...

As soon as he lay down, before he turned his back, Han Jing climbed into the bed at the other end, and consciously approached him quickly.Morris had a cold face and had to turn his head to look at him coldly.

Han Jing said innocently: "I've already taken a bath..."

Morris ordered: "Don't come here."

Han Jing was stunned, supported his head, and lay down, facing Morris face to face, and could breathe the other's breath.

"If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have thought about that..." Han Jing seemed to have a sudden brain, staring at Morris and said softly.

Morris' face changed slightly, and before he had time to think about it, he heard again: "Last night, you were like a fire, almost melting people. Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Morris brows trembled, and a famous saying flashed in his mind, people who study mathematics have different brains from ordinary people.Whether he is real or fake, he can't read his own color! ?

"Let's talk, Maurice?" Han Jing fixed his gaze on Maurice, tender and almost lingering.

"I completed the oath of secrecy today and saw the Atlantean with silver hair and golden eyes. Although it is only a hologram, he is so perfect that he almost condenses the most beautiful elements in the world..."

"Morris, do you think he is a man or a woman?" Han Jing said to himself, looking for topics on purpose.

Although Morris was cold and cold, he seemed to be patient. After thinking about it, he said coldly: "Man."

"Hmm..." Han Jing smiled and looked at Morris, his clear eyes were soft and bright, revealing a hint of undisguised happiness.

"I also think it's a man, just like you."

Han Jing paused for a while, his eyes were so hot that Morris couldn't figure out why he was in such a high spirits and so happy?

"However, we are the descendants of the Atlanteans and the remains of the Alteran civilization. It's unbelievable!?" Han Jing took the initiative again: "I didn't expect it, it turns out that we humans are a species with unlimited potential. It has an unimaginable historical origin."

Morris's eyes changed, and there was a layer of chill, but he didn't respond for a long time.

Han Jing moved his body quietly and touched the soft and shiny blond hair.

"What do you say, Morris?"

Morris seemed to be thinking: "Although the Atlanteans say that humans are the last hope of civilization, humans, and even the Milky Way, are nothing more than a laboratory in their eyes. They are ultimately different from us..."

The voice was as cold as water, without any fluctuation, but it stirred up ripples of thoughts in Han Jing's heart.

"We are a species created by Atlantis, not their true descendants."

"Atlanteans have no distinction between men and women, they tend to the ultimate beauty of nature. Why are we human beings of two sexes? We must depend on each other, otherwise human beings will not be able to reproduce and become extinct."

"Of course, now because of genetic breakthroughs, men can also bear offspring, but from another perspective, human beings may have been able to coexist with both sexes. This is nothing to today's society, but in ancient times when the environment was harsh, bisexuality Coexistence is far more adaptive than codependent monosexuality."

"But the people of Atlantis made inferior choices for human beings. No one knows the reason... However, the evolution of human beings has achieved today's civilization without any danger. Perhaps, the people of Atlantis did is correct……"

Thinking about Morris' words, Han Jing vaguely felt that Morris had a slight hostility towards Atlantis, unlike General Sherman's excitement.

"You're a little pessimistic... Morris?" Han Jing responded, but when Morris wasn't paying attention, he quietly moved down again, and he could hug him with his arms.

Morris finally noticed, stopped talking, his eyes were cold, and he immediately turned over.

Han Jing leaned forward recklessly, hugged Morris, and laid his body on him.

Morriston felt his body sink, and wanted to push him away angrily, but the shoulder blades, the side of the ears... the most sensitive places fell a burst of hot kisses, and his body softened uncontrollably, even the strength in his hands was like a kind of force. If you want to refuse, you will welcome.

Han Jing took the opportunity to hug him even tighter, and clung to Morris' body from behind, exuding heat, his skin was pressed tightly through the thin silk clothes.

Morris persisted in the confrontation, but he couldn't suppress the fire of desire, because this special person, like burning oil poured on the fire, burst into the turbulent heat, and his body tremblingly wanted the other party.

'hateful! Morris was extremely contradictory, and his reason wanted to overcome his desire, but the rubbing of his skin made his heart startled and trembled.

'Could it be... this is the curse of Atlantis...! ? Morris was a little desperate. He was so sensitive that he couldn't bear the slight stimulation of the other party.

Han Jing gently hugged Morris, who was on his back, and couldn't help kissing Morris's ear all the way, kissing the perfect shoulder and neck, and landing on the sweaty shoulder blade.It wasn't until he realized that his lower body was like a volcano about to erupt that he suppressed his strong desire and stopped his movements.

Morris thought he would continue, but felt an unexpected kiss lightly on his forehead, and Han Jing whispered softly: "Good night, Morris."

Morris couldn't help opening his eyes full of lust. Once the flame of desire rose, he couldn't bear it anymore, and every inch of his skin was burning with hot and unbearable lust.

Han Jing stretched out his hand to press the head of the bed, the transparent Ciou stone was covered by the slowly falling curtain, and the room was pitch black in an instant.

"Good night." Han Jing kissed Morris's shoulder lightly again, and was about to turn over and go to sleep.

Suddenly, his hand tightened, and he was held tightly.

"You!?" Before Han Jing came back to his senses, he was lying on his hot body.

Morris thought about it, anyway, he would do it often, and he didn't care about this unprepared one, so he treated it as Sodium's medicine.

He took the initiative to raise his body to cater to Han Jing. Han Jing was so confused that he didn't recover for a while, and he couldn't believe that Morris would take the initiative.

Sensing the other party's hesitation, Morris frowned in the dark. Because of his extreme pride, he couldn't continue to take the initiative and make actions that made him feel ashamed.

Fortunately, Han Jing came back to his senses, hugged him quickly, and took off their pajamas.

Embracing his slightly trembling body, Han Jing kissed Morris passionately again: "I love you, Morris..."

The two were lingering in the dark, only to hear the creaking sound of the big bed getting louder and louder.Soon, in the late night filled with high temperature, unbearable groans sounded, higher and higher each time...