She saw Liz, who was maintaining Originium skills, projecting Kelsey's inner view on the curtain wall and adjusting and maintaining each newly generated organ.

She touched Thearesia, who had been suffering since the afternoon, and who couldn't bear the responsibility even if she wanted to, was acting like a spoiled child on her knee in a dejected state.Twirling around, saying some trivial and meaningless words.

She felt the setting sun, whose brilliance was evening.And the twilight shimmered all over her body, allowing her to gain a little warmth in this northern day when only her heart felt cold.

dusk.

There seemed to be a very familiar word ringing in her ears, but she couldn't remember who said it.

——【Even if all... gods fall... Xishi... sky, all things... dusk... leave you...】

very familiar.It seems to be a promise made to myself by someone very close to me.

But both the content and the object become blurred when recalling.

Is it something that happened in the past?

Is it a hypothetical thing?

Don't know, but her body subconsciously leaned back.And a warm feeling came from the side of his neck, his sword replaced the back of the bench at some point, supported him, and stuck to his body.

So my heart calmed down.

"I've decided," she said, to herself, and to her sword.

"The three general-purpose skills I have summed up are named after the three words [God Fall], [Xi Shi], and [Twilight]—God Fall is a slash that gathers and compresses power in one line. Xi The world is a technique to increase power and envelop the casting field. The dusk is purely for the destruction of all external things."

"What do you think, Levantine?"

The sword didn't answer, just released warm heat.And based on Miss Shirtle's understanding of swords, then this kind of standard response should refer to—'whatever you want, whatever you want'

well.

It seems that Levantin has no taboos about the name of the move—Miss Stelter always thinks that Levantin is a more jealous type.Because in my own hands, as long as I touch other weapons for more than five seconds, it will become hot and swollen.But this jealousy seems to be limited to weapons, and Levantin seems to have no idea about anything other than weapons.

——I don’t know if those ship girls and gun girls in the dream world are considered weapons... Well, it seems that it’s okay to count or not?Anyway, even if I went to the world of Shaoqian.It is also unlikely to hold the WA2000 up and use it as a gun.Even if you go to Bilan...ah, Bilan has already been there once.So if I switch to Ship R, I probably won't step on my wife?

Some strange ideas emerged in her mind—Battleship girl R, wife, Lexington aircraft carrier, an intellectual and beautiful girl with long milky white hair, the secretary ship in her previous game—she suddenly wanted to step on Lexington’s aircraft carrier. On the body, stepping on those soft and elastic places is like sailing a boat.It seemed like an odd switch, and it was roughly equivalent to her sudden head twitch trying to take off Persephone's boots and socks in the early morning.

Surprising.

But it seems... not bad?

——Anyway, I just think about it...it doesn't hurt anyone to think about it!I just want to stick with beautiful girls!Can't you? ?

——In reality, I have nothing to post!

Holding Kelsey's fingertips in one hand, with Theresia on her lap, looking at Liz Xiang sweating and showing her elegant curves, a certain Miss Stelter who thinks she has no one to stick to, has no self-consciousness to think of.

Levantine should probably jump up and hit her on the head.

But Levantine will not.Because her sword loves her.

And just when this confident thing was immersed in her worthless idle delusions, a slight wind approached her from the side, and sat down on the seat next to her.

"Alone?" The Sarkaz girl with white hair and red streaks sat down beside her in a not-so-quiet posture.

"Hmm." Someone unconsciously glanced at Miss W who appeared beside him.On another dimension of the space, Thearesia's hand froze subconsciously while combing.

Then a certain pink-white fur who had given up thinking made a dissatisfied sound, rubbed against her hand like a koala, and then glanced at W in the reality layer.

—— "Ah, it's W, she looks pretty good."

Theresia's voice was slightly pleasantly surprised, but the level was about the same as meeting an unfamiliar friend.

Ah... no way.In Thearesia's eyes, W's status is probably in this position.After all, when she was the devil, there were too many Sarkaz who were inspired by her to unite under the banner of the Tower of Babel.

So Thearesia gave up thinking again, and rubbed her face against her hand.

Well, the guy is hopeless.

Miss Stelter sighed slightly, and this light sigh seemed to make Miss W beside her feel a little urgent and nervous.

But a certain red hair reacts faster than W.

"How does it feel to be back in Rhode Island? Are you uncomfortable?" she asked.

And Miss W's attention was naturally attracted to her topic.

"I think it's pretty good. There are a lot fewer annoying guys, and a lot of less annoying guys. You can find people to drink with when you want to drink, and you can find old acquaintances to talk with when you want to reminisce. Except for some lost things Other than not being able to find it, everything is fine.”

Miss Shirtle glanced at the princess who was already a cat bug on another dimension level without any trace—and this novel creature that might be classified as the Theresia species looked up at her.He stuck out his tongue at her unconsciously, showing a playful smile.

So Miss Shirtle raised her arm in the reed field, and pinched the tip of the guy's tongue - such an abrupt move was immediately exchanged for a burst of Sarkaz scratching, but she was still unwilling to get out of her body after being pinched with the tip of her tongue Thearesia, who got up, danced on her lap, and then—the princess suddenly raised her head, and suddenly put her fingers in her mouth.

The red-haired bastard suddenly froze—this meowy play is too much, bastard!

It's a flaw, and it also means an opportunity—because at the same moment, at the reality level, Miss W, who noticed this flaw, also slammed close to her, and her slightly magnetic and flirtatious voice echoed in her ears. while talking!

"...the atmosphere on Rhodes Island is a bit wrong. I think..." There was a warm and moist touch from the fingertips. "...This matter involves Thearesia."

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I want to divide into chapters, but failed_(:з」∠)_

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Chapter 160·Haste makes waste

One thing needs to be emphasized again and again.

That is, Miss Shiertel is an undoubted, resolute, pure love god of war who would rather be tired to death than tear down other people's CP.And it is precisely because of this belief that she holds that at certain special times, even if some girls put the words "I like you" on her face sincerely, she will find a way Find reasons to explain and deal with it.Or, treat this sentence as if it never appeared in your ears.

She is so stubborn, so stubborn that she loves some main protagonists, but because there are too many girls, she adds a lot of orange elements to the worldview of mobile games.Often, she would turn a blind eye to those heroines who knocked on the door in pajamas, drilled into her bed, or simply naked ribbons or even drugged in wine-she really could jump out of the window in the middle of the night, or even break the bed. This kind of completely incomprehensible stupidity of running away from the wall.And did it more than once.

For example, Alina—in her perception, whether in the game or in real Terra, Alina and Tallulah are a perfect match for beauty and beauty.Even if Alina confessed to her in such a way that she couldn't find an excuse, she would decisively choose to avoid or divert her attention—to put it bluntly, if Alina planned to take advantage of the night in the world view of Tevat to tell her What to do, then she would definitely rather change her body on the spot than cut off the possibility of the tauren.After all, while she refused to carry out heavy industry, she was also indifferent to being a mistress.

Ah, that's right.She has indeed had a lot of beautiful dreams with knotted wings - which of the experienced LSPs in the other world would not have the wonderful dream of opening a huge crystal palace?However, the dream returns to the dream, and she will never do many things in reality.As long as she is not the one who came first, then she will definitely not get involved in the relationship between the two.

This may be called some kind of psychological cleanliness.Something... might be classed as melodramatic.This is similar to the kind of virginity complex that adolescents often have.And although she was a beautiful girl in her previous life and also ended puberty.But it pays more attention to the first sight of the soul.

In the past, it was a small part of the barrier she held on to.

Now, this concept has become the personality composition of her new way of thinking.

Barriers and internal structures, there is not much difference in strength between the two.But there is a difference—that is, once the barrier is broken, it will inevitably leave damage.However, the event structure has the possibility of deflection or bypass because of its nature that is not equivalent to autism.

Just like this moment, like this moment.

She is very clear about Miss W's thoughts on Theresa—following, persistence, expectation, and some desires that may be hidden deeper.If you look at it from the perspective of people from the other world.Then Ms. W can almost be regarded as Theresa's property here.As the shadow of the latter, follower, and if Thearesia has similar thoughts about W.Then Ms. Stelter's concept and aesthetics will definitely let her do it immediately when the tangerine stalks first appear, and push the boat along the way.

The problem, however, is that there isn't.

Teresia valued W very much, but not very much—this is a fact that she has personally verified with her own eyes and her experience in the Tower of Babel.Even for Miss W in the game, the pink and white haired princess is just a beam of light in her eyes that illuminates the darkness, but it is not the light that belongs only to her.

This is a single arrow.Thearesia never responded to the idea of ​​the arrow in the world of Terra.

On the contrary, because of the intervention of Miss Steele.In her cognition, the arrow from W and the arrow from the queen point to a certain subtle direction because of the butterfly effect caused by her.

And that's the situation now - Thearesia has her fingers in the reed field and her tongue is still restless.No matter how you look at it, it's a move beyond the friendship of a girlfriend—this may also be forcibly interpreted as mental instability caused by the previous changes in Rhodes Island.However, at the same time, the real W sticks to her body with an ambiguous appearance, teasing her with this kind of ear-biting which obviously doesn't belong to girlfriends!

Because she wanted to feel W's lips touch her earlobe, and she almost bit it down!

How to do! ?

The logic of pure love is not established, and she can't judge that she is involved in a certain love relationship now, because she knows that she has formed a certain degree of fetters with Theresa and Miss W.And this bond can develop into a relatively close girlfriend relationship, and it may also turn into a further orange-flavored development!

However, she doesn't know now whether these two guys want to continue to be her girlfriends or have other plans.And on top of this, some remaining thoughts that would not affect her decision but would touch her heartstrings haunted her.It gave her the subtle pleasure of digging the bricks outside the corner, and the whole corner jumped up and hit her!

——What should I do! ?

——I don't know, bastard!If it was just a frolic between friends, I shouldn't be stopping now...

Miss W's whispers in her ear were now deaf to her.Because she only felt that her upper body was stiff for a while, and there was always something cold and soft touching the tips of her ears.

On the other side of the dimension, the princess sucking her finger saw that she didn't respond.Then he entangled and twirled her knuckles with the tip of his tongue, and while doing so, raised his eyes charmingly, and glanced at her from bottom to top!

She shivered violently.

--no!This is too much to expand!I really need a time machine right now... Gan!I don't seem to be able to reverse the time in both space layers at the same time here.And Teresia, a spiritual body without a physical body, may not be able to withstand the touch of the Flame of Burning Time... Her physical body is not here, and God knows whether her spiritual body can be successfully converted like Tallulah!

The body became numb for a while.The hand of the real layer was about to raise Miss W to push away, but before doing so, he hesitated a little so that W saw it——I don’t know what W thought of it.The crimson eyes suddenly lit up when they saw her unfinished move, and in the next moment, they moved a little closer to her.

She felt W's entire upper body stuck up.The full and elastic breasts are so tightly attached to the middle of her upper arms.

"...you're not listening to me, Shirtel." Miss W's voice became more sticky.There was even a touch of subtle temptation—this guy's heartbeat was beating violently, and his tone and content became a little bold.

"Are you...wanting to do something to me?" W pressed close to her, close to the cheek that this red-haired thing subconsciously wanted to avoid, with bright red lips, at this moment compared to every past Every time node will be more beautiful.

"…………"

And in another dimension, Thearesia, who was not stopped, was also light, and slowly spit out Miss Shrter's fingers that were already stiff into wood.Let it go, and deliberately let the transparent saliva slide down from the corner of his lips, while holding Miss Shirtle's hand, pressing it to his chest, and slowly sliding down.

——"Sirtel..." The princess' eyes were different from usual aggressiveness and anticipation. "Please……"

She let the girl's fingertips stained with her own saliva lightly move down along the career line——

"…………"

Miss Steele felt herself in a predicament, a terrible predicament.

Terrible?

Yes, it's scary.

It's like the appearance of not being guaranteed at the end of the festival, and not being guaranteed immediately.

but……

——That way, I can be sure that you two bastards are not trying to do good.It's not just a joke between girlfriends and friends.

—Even if the two of you really...really think more of me than friendship.But this place is in public, don't tell me that you are a senior mercenary and a candidate for the devil, you can't even see this atmosphere and the current situation, and you can't control your emotional outbursts!

——Take me off, isn't it interesting?

At this moment, the matter-like judging agency named Shier Teer resumed its operation.The stiff body became light and flexible in an instant.And the eyes that were originally wandering also gathered and concentrated in an instant.

The two players at the two levels realized something was wrong in an instant.

"Sirtel?" X2

——"Woo!" The imperial daughter with deep consciousness suffered a brain collapse, covering her forehead with tears in her eyes.

"Hey!" Miss W's ear was pinched on the surface of reality, which was regarded as punishment for the previous behavior of biting her ear.

"Fuck me again, let's see how I deal with you next time."——The red-haired thing with deep consciousness scolded the aggrieved princess in a low voice.

"I didn't—" the princess was about to argue, but when she met the eyes of the red-haired thing, she suddenly lost her temper and lowered her head.

"I know..." Thearesia was dejected.

And Miss Shirtle on the reality layer also looked at the white-haired Sarkaz who was a little uneasy because of her change: "W, I remember what I said before. If you make trouble for me, I will put you in the same place." At the desk, spank your ass."

She seemed relieved to see W—then immediately put on that nonchalant smile.

"Huh? You really didn't just talk about it? And I remember you said [bullying immature juniors or teasing newcomers who can't let go]."

"I'm really sorry, I joined Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals later than you. Now I am the [newcomer who can't let go]!"

W's eyes suddenly widened.She was incredulous at first, and then seemed to be unable to help laughing.

"You? The newcomer...wait a minute!" When she was laughing, Miss Stelter suddenly stood up, picked her up by the waist, and pinched her under her ribs.

So her smile froze on her face.

"Sirtel! You're not telling the truth—yay!" The invisible flames enveloped her, leading her to the sky, and then fell straight towards the office of a certain red-haired thing !

It's a desk, it's a desk.Miss Steele always keeps promises.

And her departure is accompanied by W's miserable, but it seems to contain some screams of expectation.

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There is another section around the morning

Chapter 170 The Harm of Excessive Credit

The invisible fire burst through the air, the doors and windows opened, and then a figure emerged from the change of light—with a soft sound, the dancing Miss W was thrown gently onto the desk that Stelter often used.And before the delicate body of the Sarkaz girl touched the hardwood on the table, an invisible force of thought gathered the documents and books on the table, lest knowledge and flesh and blood collide.

"Sturtle, you—"

W tried to struggle when he was pressed on the table-but the weakness was just a slight resistance that was not so much a struggle as a provocation.Miss Steele easily overwhelmed her, grabbing both her wrists and pressing her hands on her back to force her face down.

"I will do what I say." The flaming-haired girl responded flatly. "When did you see me talking doesn't matter—don't move around."

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