star watcher

mission failed?unimportant.

Alien creature invasion?It doesn't matter either.

The dull meat lizard in front of him obviously showed a bewildered expression, which coincided with the small paralyzed face in his impression. Milan smiled slightly and repeated: "Banbu, I love you. You said it, and it will always be true." With me, words must not count."

"I have..." Cass stopped after saying two words. He couldn't explain the fact that despite crossing the other world, his spiritual power never left Milan, so he had to remain silent.

But these two words can also explain the problem very well.

"Do you still love me?" Milan asked.

Cass was silent.

silence.

Milan waited patiently for an answer.

Cass was obviously at a loss, and finally said, "I look like this, you love me too?"

"Why not? As long as you're my Bamboo, my silly Bamboo."

Cass was silent for another moment.

"...Okay," he said.

After saying this word, Cass' huge body began to shrink, shrinking visibly with the naked eye, shrinking from 1.7 meters to [-] meters [-] in one breath—shrinking under the table.

Milan jumped down and stared at the other party without blinking.

While shrinking in size, the tail shortens until it disappears, the hard scales retract, the bony spurs and webs retract, hair grows on the head, the eyes move down from the top of the head, and the mouth becomes smaller.

In less than half a minute, a naked man stood in front of him, with short chestnut hair, black eyes, and an unchanging paralyzed face.

Bamboo blinked and called, "Milan."

Milan's tears flowed out all at once: "Bambu..."

Bamboo nodded.

Milan directly opened up [-]% mental power to lock the target, and at the same time exerted the ultimate physical strength, and rushed forward, directly throwing the person to the floor, circling his arms, and circling him into his arms: "Banbu!"

This strength has never been stronger, and this attitude has never been tougher.

"It's me..." Bamboo had just opened his mouth to say two words, and Milan had already bit his lips very fiercely, and his tongue was very domineering to pry his teeth.

Bamboo pushed Milan: "—Wait, you want to exchange oral bacteria with me?"

"Yes. In the meantime we can have a little emotional exchange. Even though the oral flora isn't emotionally inclined, I think the touch relieves tension, brings a level of comfort and triggers excitement - now Open your mouth!" Milan ordered.

He has been cramming for biology for a long time, and the dialogue that he has been pondering for more than ten years has finally come in handy.

Hearing this kind of question, there is no doubt about it. Bamboo is probably the only person in the world who can speak like this!

Bamboo opened his mouth obediently, and let Milan slam into his mouth, and he also followed Milan's mouth.

The talented person's physical and mental strength are good, this ferocious kiss lasted a full 5 minutes, and when they parted, both sides' jaws were wet.

"Milan..." Bamboo spoke again, but at this time Milan just tilted his head and continued to bite.

This time it's not just a matter of biting the mouth, from the chin to the Adam's apple to the collarbone to the chest... all the way down, the record is remarkable and the results are remarkable.

Milan's hands were not idle either.Being rubbed vigorously by Milan, Bamboo's physical reaction was very powerful.

"Milan, are you serious?"

"of course."

"Are you going to eat me?" Bamboo asked.

"Then will you... eat me?" Milan replied panting heavily in the midst of his busy schedule.

Bamboo was confused, he had no intention of turning Milan into ingredients, so, does the word "eat" have any other meaning?

Searching for keywords, Bamboo instantly found tons of answers in his database, 60% of which came from various [-] banned movies.

"It turns out that 'eating' is equivalent to 'mating|mating', Milan let me eat him..."

Well, since it is Milan's wish... Bambu has carried out the necessary steps very cooperatively.

He was naked, and Milan still had clothes on him, so Bamboo resolutely started, tearing his clothes and belts.Milan's T-shirt and jacket were torn by Ibenshu, but Bamboo used his strength to "stab" and tore it, and immediately turned into pieces and declared his death.

This is not over yet, Bamboo moved his hand down, and Milan's belt also died heroically.

When doing these things, Milan not only did not struggle, but also cooperated very well.

Until Bamboo's hand reached out, Milan let out a low moan of pleasure.

"Like?" Bamboo asked.

"Of course." Milan gasped.

"Do you like this, or do you like me like this?"

"Of course I like you like this!"

"Okay..." More than 300 small movies appeared in Bamboo's mind, and they were played at 108x speed at the same time. He pressed Milan to the ground with one hand, and a layer of slippery slime was directly coated on the surface of the fingers of the other hand.

When Milan lost his feelings, he felt that a certain part became slippery, and something was coming in and out.

"Bambu?" Milan panted, puzzled.

"You said, I've been listening to you," Bamboo explained, "You also said, let me eat you."

"Is it...?" The tail raised slightly to express doubts.

"I won't roast or stew you, I can only choose another way to eat." Bamboo stirred Milan's body with his fingers, and asked seriously, "Milan, can I eat you?"

"I..." Milan moved his lips, without insisting, smiled, opened himself obediently, and put his long and strong legs on Banbu's waist, "Come on, as long as you like it."

"No, I'm going to do the dilation first," Bamboo said, "or you'll hurt..."

"——then it will hurt me!" Milan rushed to answer, "Let me know that we are all alive!"

No matter what happens tomorrow, even if he dies... this time he has earned it!

The obedient Bamboo rushed in immediately, and both sides groaned in pain and pleasure at the same time.

Injecting and being injected, filling and being filled, one time is not enough, do it again, twice, three times... until the sweat is pouring down, until the hoarseness is exhausted, until the body fluid exchange and bacterial flow are fully carried out, hugging each other and sleeping deeply go.

long night...

"Banbu..." Milan murmured, reaching out to touch the side.

Nobody, it's cold.

"—Banbu!" He opened his eyes in panic.

It was dark.In the field of vision of spiritual power, it was also deserted.

Between the legs, it is clear and refreshing, without the slightest discomfort.

Milan's heart was beating violently, and he covered his head under the quilt.

Sure enough, there was still only his own smell.

Sure enough, it was still a dream...

——No, no!

Milan reached out and touched under the pillow, but there was nothing!

Bamboo's button necklace is missing!

This shock was no small matter, he immediately sat up, touched the vision aid in a familiar position and put it on, he was stunned.

He raised his hand and touched his eyes - there were eyeballs in the eye sockets!complete!two!

A familiar bedroom—blue curtains, a simple wardrobe, a light-colored desk and a large display shelf. He is lying on a soft single bed, and at the foot of the bed is a sleeping cabin that combines combat simulation and medical rescue. On the head of the bed, a family photo, a group photo of his brothers and... a photo of him and his prey after killing the meat lizard were played.

This, this is his residence with the federal troops.

The army provides one-bedroom, one-living single apartments for officers above the lieutenant officer, and the interior design can be used freely. Milan copied the layout of his room in Huayaoxing without thinking, but the books became military, and the bookshelves were added. A variety of weapons were added, and then the loot was added-meat lizard fangs.

How could I be lying here?

The memory came back very happily, and the task--human bomb--turned into ingredients--meeting Bamboo--Bamboo!

He was eaten by Bamboo!I don’t know how many times I’ve eaten it!In the end, I probably fainted very hopelessly, and I didn't even have time to say a word...

Although the process is yellow| violent and cruel, it is unbearable to look directly at it, but-this is not the point.

Bamboo said he was going to send him back to the Scorpio Starfield - that's the point!

He's back, where's Bamboo? !

Milan didn't care about washing up, changing clothes, or even putting on shoes, jumped out of bed with bare feet, and opened the bedroom door——

The living room is empty.

Because of the program set by the optical brain, the little robot cleaned regularly, the room was not dusty, the sofa didn't even have a wrinkle, the table was bare, the kitchen didn't have the slightest smoke, and the overall look was cold and unpopular.

No Bamboo, no meat lizard, not even a lizard tail.

Milan directed at the white wall in front of the sofa: "Calendar."

A light flashed across the white wall and jumped out of the calendar.

Milan glanced at the year first: 2060.

A whole month has passed since he carried out the "beheading operation".

Looking at the calendar next, after the beheading operation, no manual additions were arranged, only the system prompts to automatically send the will and distribute the inheritance.

Milan issued another order: "Summary of the battle situation in the Scorpio star field within one month."

——The invasion point of the meat lizard has disappeared, and the human race is advancing triumphantly, and the dawn of victory is in sight!

How to explain his eyes, and the fact that he had come back, if those previous experiences were not real?

After the impulse and passion, reason gradually returned to his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, there was no way to explain his current situation.

Who ever said in history that after eliminating all the impossible, the remaining conclusion, no matter how unbelievable, is the truest answer.

So Bamboo sent himself back?

But if it is true, where is Bamboo?

Does Bamboo...exist?

Back then, he personally cremated Bamboo's body...

Milan was thinking, and suddenly there was movement in the bedroom.

He turned around, pushed the door, and fixed his eyes on the hatch cover of the rising integrated sleep cabin.

His hibernation cabin was custom-made and has the function of isolating mental power detection.

The lid slowly rises.

There was a tall, thin man with a bit of a mess of chestnut hair, blinking black eyes, and his usual slumped face.

As always, he yawned with a paralyzed face: "M——"

To be thrown down, vigorously, thrown down.

Another 5-minute oral bacteria exchange.

"I can't let you leave again this time!" Milan gritted his teeth, "Even if it's a dream, it's the same!"

Taking off the vision aid, the familiar watermelon red comes into mind.

This—that's right, he didn't run away, it was confirmed, he was the only one.

"Then do we have to eat again like yesterday?" Bamboo asked seriously.

Milan dragged him out of the hibernation cabin, pressed him directly into the bed, used himself as a quilt, and firmly "covered" him: "Excuse me! Excuse me!"

Bamboo was stunned, thought for a while, and asked: "You said yesterday that you want to be with me, and we will come back. Do you regret it today?"

"That's not it!"

"Then, do you regret being 'eaten' by me?"

"Not this one either!"

Bamboo looked at Milan in distress: "The process from the world of meat lizards to the star field of Scorpio? Because the entry point has disappeared, so I used the compression jump technology. The specific method is very complicated, and I don't guarantee that you can understand it..." His mouth was blocked Cover up.

"Is that enough!" Milan growled, "How did you survive! How did you become a meat lizard!"

Bamboo pointed to the hand covering his mouth, and waited for Milan to let go before saying, "The situation is also very difficult."

"Even if it's hard to explain, explain it to me! I have plenty of time to listen!"

Milan is much irritable than before... "I don't know what to say." Bamboo scratched his head, "Although we were all crazy last night, Milan, calm down and think about it, would you love a meat lizard that eats people? Not only Treat you like food at any time, or the public enemy of all mankind, let alone love, won't you be afraid?"

"In the world of meat lizards, I agree to be eaten by you, what do you think?" Milan asked back.

"But that was the world of meat lizards, and you didn't have many choices back then."

"Will you eat people here? Will you eat me here?" Milan asked again.

"When you go to a place, you must abide by the rules of that place. Here, you don't eat people." Bamboo said, looking down at Milan: "However, I want to 'eat' your place."