Therapy Planet No. 13

The New Year's Eve madness passed, and in the joy of singing and singing day and night, Zong Shili successfully bought the first batch of hidden alien port usage rights in the black market.

Although the federal government is still controlling the hyperspace port with an invisible hand, after all, there are a lot of mixed people in this place, and there will always be a few unofficial channels to communicate with the outside world.

It's not that the federal government doesn't know about it. It's just that everyone cooperates more or less in the whole universe. As long as it doesn't involve sensitive content, simply registering a record will turn a blind eye.

Zong Shili took advantage of this loophole and used the amphitheater under the guise of "going out for interviews".

The boarders were also Huo Wen and Dong Yang who had been in the hyperspace port for a long time—as for Lu Yi and Angel, they were good at hiding their identities in the universe, and Zong Shili got them through "relationships" The genetic identity proof that is enough to be false is not worth mentioning in this kind of loose detection.

So, under the eyes of Zong Shili's earnestness and Yue Ge's disgust, a group of four finally embarked on the journey on the fourth day after the year.

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The starship travels aimlessly in the vast universe.

Angel, who was in Lui's arms, opened his eyes in a daze. Facing Lui's obsidian eyes that were so pure that there was no trace of impurities, he couldn't help leaning over and kissing her eyes lightly: "Good morning."

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of damn charm.

After Louie let out a "hmm" from his throat, his voice was subconsciously soft: "If you still feel sleepy, you can sleep a little longer."

She glanced at the floating clock in the cabin and said, "It's still early."

"Did you have a good time last night?"

Angor's fingers curled up, drawing circles on Lui's smooth back one by one.

She moved herself to the inside. She was short in height, so she looked up at Lui more like a posture of looking up.

Sacrifice.

Louie didn't know why these two words flashed through his mind.

I sacrifice myself to you.

From the inside out, with all your heart.

Lu Yi raised his eyebrows, put his arms around Angel's waist, nodded on her lips, and said hoarsely, "It seems that you are not tired."

"That's what I'm going to ask you." Angel was serious, but his voice was slightly raised. "Last night was much less time than the previous few days."

After hearing this, Lui narrowed her eyes slightly. She suddenly turned over, pressed Angel under her body, grabbed Angor's restless wrist that was about to slide down with one hand, and supported her face with the other. The long golden hair slid and twisted between her fingers.

Angel smiled ambiguously, straightened his body, took the initiative to send it up, and said seductively, "You want me, Louis."

The tone is firm, beyond doubt.

Sweat slid from the forehead to the chin, dripping on the white neck, trembling, rising and falling with the breath, it is easy to think of the fresh and delicious smooth meat and fresh fruits in the market.

A few strands of hair were absorbed by the liquid on the skin, outlining the appearance of a rose.

Complete, incomplete, withered.

Even just a few meaningless lines have a magnificent beauty.

Roses are undeniably beautiful, but roses with thorns are coveted and scarring.

When the picker picks the flowers, the blood drops that are pierced by the sharp thorns are the drops of life-sustaining water. At the cost of blood, the picker gets the rose.

The root of the flower stem pulls away from the hot heart, and then grows slowly, covered with spikes.

Louis felt that the root of the rose was taking root in Angel's heart, and he was the flower picker.

Gain and destroy at the same time.

It's hard to tell if this impulsive desire is based on love or something else.

"give me."

Condescending, invincible.

Lui took a deep breath, and then she reached out and brushed away Angel's broken hair stuck to her collarbone, and got off the bed restrainedly: "Not now, don't forget, there are still guests today."

The thin quilt slipped from the shoulders and was dragged to the ground by the simulated gravity inside the starship, revealing a large area of ​​Lui's bare back.

Angel watched playfully as Lui took out a clean inner vest from the closet beside him and put it on, rolled himself on the bed, folded his hands, rested his chin on the back of his hands, and showed his straight legs wantonly in the air. My own existence: "Tsk, isn't it Jessica? It's okay to let her wait a little longer."

Lu Yi dug out a set of clothes: "Locate, track, search, only she can find the coordinates of the other 12 planets, Zong Shili and Yue Ge have already gone to the capital star, war may happen at any time, we don't have much time Already... is this one okay?"

"What does it matter to us that they are fighting?"

Angel rolled his eyes: "No!"

She jumped off the bed, stepped on the fluffy carpet with bare feet, and brushed off her long hair: "I want to wear a couple outfit with you! I don't want such ugly things!"

Louie sighed, and still found a set of light-colored sweaters from the closet: "What about this one?"

Angel tilted his head and stared at it for a while, and actually stuffed all the clothes in the closet on himself and Lui in his mind, and was frustrated to find that there was nothing more like a couple's shirt than these two. Blinking eyes: "Okay."

"War is always the most effective way to evolve weapons."

As soon as Louis started his dry explanation, he was interrupted by Angel.

She turned around, pushed the dressed Lui back to the side of the bed, sat on her lap, and pressed Lui's hand to grab the barely pleasing dress: "Help me put it on."

too close.

Such a short distance made Louis subconsciously lean back a little, and Angor moved closer like a snake, and the distance between the two remained unchanged.

Louis forced himself to look directly at Angor's gesture with a more natural look, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he didn't know why he changed it to a sentence: "Okay."

"...Since the Federation and the Alliance have the same 'hole card', and they are both in an unfinished state, once the war reaches a stalemate, whoever has a stronger 'hole card' first will have the capital to win."

Even through the fabric, Louis still felt that Angel's skin was incredibly smooth.

...it's easy to recall the feeling of touch in the dark with the sound of a gasp...

Louie forced herself not to think about those things. She felt that her thoughts were a little out of her control, and she was a little annoyed by this unconventional change, but she was powerless against such emotions.

Sillois naturally surrendered to desire.

She comforted herself that this was an unchangeable fact.

But what Lui didn't consider was that the goal of desire is actually controlled by people.

"Perfect hole cards, of course, cannot do without the experimental base."

Louis put his clothes on Angel's head, temporarily shielding the other party's scorching sight, and heaved a sigh of relief, his voice became much calmer: "Maybe we can't do without 'us'."

With a "swipe", the clothes fell vertically from the head and hung on Angel's body.

This dress was actually Lui's size, and it hung a little long on Angel's body, covering the thighs.

"Or both."

Either way, they can't be alone.

Angor stared at his covered legs. Seeing that Louie came over with trousers again, he shook his head. If Angor had a tail like some orcs, it would probably be able to curl up now. Went to the sky: "Forget it, it's fine like this."

Louis, who had finally calmed down, was on the verge of bursting out again.

According to the previous relationship, Louis promised that he would leave in a big deal, but since he realized that something was quietly changing on New Year's Eve, Louis found that he could no longer ignore it.

But she's not very good at dealing with this kind of relationship. Damn it, the textbooks don't teach how to fall in love with people of Silois descent!

Other ethnic groups will be moved by some light and fancy tricks. If they are in a relationship, they will go on a trip together to give gifts, but looking at the people in the universe, there is no one who is as full of thoughts as the Silois. of.

Louie had nothing to do with Angel, he could only forcefully stuff the pants into Angel's hand, and ignored him.

Angel simply threw the thin fabric to the place, and she writhed restlessly on Louis' lap, and said with a smile, "Louis, you didn't realize you were too tight."

Louis was taken aback.

She clicked on Louis' chin, as if smoothing the hair of a large beast: "You became Sirlois, but you didn't learn how to enjoy desire."

The red eyes narrowed, and Angel's voice chattered endlessly: "Finding other planets is not a mandatory task. Even if a war breaks out, we still have plenty of time."

"It should never be us who are in a hurry, but they who haven't finished yet."

Angel's fingers touched Lui's shoulder, and with a little force, her shoulders sank down: "It's not that you have to do what Zong Shili says, the bad habits you brought from your previous identity are still there. If you don't change it, it will only suppress your nature."

Lu Yi smiled contemptuously: "I don't think people's only desire is to go to bed."

In terms of self-control and execution, Louis is naturally much better than Angel.

In a way, this is also a kind of desire.

Angel didn't refute, she just smiled lowly: "It's okay, we still have a lot of time in the process of recognizing your own desires."

She suddenly pressed her hand to Lui's heart, and the rhythmic beating sound rose and fell with her breathing.

"I can teach you slowly."

Lu Yi suddenly remembered that two years ago, when the two first met, Angel pressed his hand to her chest like this, and said something similar:

——"It's very simple, I'll teach you."

The red flames crashed into Louis' dark pupils.

And going back in time, it was the first time she heard Angor's heartbeat so strong and emotional, and the poems that Angel had repeatedly chanted before suddenly came to mind with the sound of the beating heart.

"A person has two mes,

One is awake in the dark, the other is asleep in the light.

I am the fire, and I am also the dry branch.

Part of me consumes another part of me. "

Dust-laden memories leaked out, and Louis suddenly remembered that the first time he read this poem, it wasn't in a collection of poems.

It was one night, she couldn't sleep, so she took out the paperback book on the corner of the table in the orphanage and flipped through it, and this book happened to be too thin and full of complex patterns, so the insomniac child glanced at it. Fancy.

It's a pity that this is not an easy-to-approach children's fairy tale book, and the content is extremely boring to read. Only a loner like Louis who is used to it can bear the patience to read it from beginning to end.

However, after a long time, the child's memory has been completely forgotten, and the only impression left on Louis is that the whole article is beyond the scope of reading comprehension.

There is also the title of the book that has been carefully identified with the utmost patience on the cover.

It is not a certain collection of poems, and this poem is just a metaphor used in the discussion—that book likes to use some strange collections of poems or pictures to explain by analogy.

The watery night illuminates the cover brightly, and the soft white border gives the book a touch of mystery, just as its name——

"The Lost Code - The Wandering Gypsy in the Universe: Rumors and Fantasies about Sirlois"

Louis suddenly felt that if Angel was a fire, then he was a dead branch being burned.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, I was arrested and became a strong man, and I have been adapting to the new rhythm, so I didn't pay attention to this side.

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