The first thousand three hundred and sixty-five chapters Harlan's preparations
Bingtis was sitting next to me during the meal - of course, this refers to her body that is in the state of leaving the soul. Sister Bing herself is still stuck in my soul. It can be seen that Bingtis is very interested in her now.
Her current state is full of resentment. Her biggest hobby is eating, drinking and having fun. Now these four hobbies are gone, and the current situation is that the first "eating" is no longer feasible. What is more lively than a family?
Is it even sadder to eat a big meal in a noisy way and you can only watch from the side? That is, you can only watch yourself and watch a family having a big meal lively. Students who can’t pronounce this sentence can go back and make a comment.
Take a look at the formula.
"What's the point of sitting next to you?" I discussed with Bingtis in my soul, "How about I help your body go back to rest first? Maybe you can go back after your body sleeps..."
The reason why I say this is mainly because sitting next to such an expressionless Sister Bing is really too stressful. At this time, I miss holding a chicken leg in my hand and my mouth full of oil to argue with Qianqian about which one is rounder, the Earth or Mars.
Active version of Bingtis!
"If you can't eat it, why don't you let me see it?" Bingtis said angrily, "I just want to smell it, okay?"
"What can you smell now?" I couldn't help but mutter, "You are just a pure soul now..."
Sandora looked at me and then at Bingtis (body), and suddenly took a piece of meat from the bowl and stuffed it into the latter's mouth: "Well, you can eat it."
The body in the soul-free state also has basic mobility and weak consciousness, so I chewed it subconsciously. In my mind, I listened to Bingtis swallowing her saliva (how could a soul make such a noise?) and her furious voice: "This is bullshit."
Yes, I won’t feel it at all! Chen, if you eat an extra bowl of rice later, treat it as my concubine!”
I wanted to say what was the point of this, but I was afraid that she would sing some other weird stuff that was tone-deaf to torment me, so I cautiously shut up and put food into my mouth while watching Sandora put her finger on the ice with a wicked smile.
Stuffing Sichuan peppercorns and napkins into Si (body's) mouth...
Bingtis had entered a state of neither sadness nor joy, and pretended not to see Sandora's actions: she didn't feel it anyway.
This messy dinner was finally over. Dozens of three-inch girls expressed that they were very satisfied with the meal. The scene of them circling around a pot of soup looking for a ladder was impressive, especially when Pa Qiqi fell in: God knows
They ruined so much stuff. These dozens of little guys are going to spend the night here today (those who were taken out by Dingdang should be in the temple and will not come back). I have been thinking about how to arrange rooms and beds for them for a long time. Dingdang said tonight
I’m used to sleeping under the lampshade beside my bed, but there don’t seem to be so many desk lamps at home...
This is a really troublesome group of guests. Although they are not big in size, their quantity is still a big problem.
Just when I was having a headache, that stupid nine-tailed fox walked past me with its tail swaying just right: This guy showed up just in time, and I thought of tons of good ideas in an instant.
The fox fairy has keen senses. As soon as my eyes changed, she suddenly became excited, and the fuzz on her ears exploded piece by piece to a degree visible to the naked eye. In the end, even her tail stretched straight: it looked as if a nail had been raked into essence.
"Fox, come here." I waved to Mr. Fox Fairy, who approached with great hesitation step by step, and stopped at a safe distance of three meters: "What are you doing - I agreed in advance not to use Xiaoxue as a pillow, and I didn't You must scratch the hair on my tail again. Seeing that winter is here, I have just changed into thick fur to keep warm. If you want a new scarf, I will make it for you next spring..."
The fox is just in time to moult right now: even after thousands of years of becoming an immortal, she still maintains the habits of wild animals in many subtle ways, such as moulting in winter. Nowadays, the fox fairy's furry tail is more attractive than ever power, especially for a naughty child like Xiaoxue who slept with her tail in her arms since she was a child. The unlucky fox was almost suffering from psychological shadow. Two days ago, I even saw her using a gauze scarf to cover all her belongings. My tail was all wrapped up - maybe I stopped doing this later because I was so bored.
I looked forward to the new scarf promised by the fox for the coming spring, and then I kindly stepped forward to pinch her furry ears, turned to greet the dozens of three-inch girls: "You guys can sleep in her tail tonight. Ding-dang." I slept in it and it was said to be very comfortable. I estimate that at least seven or eight people can sleep in one tail..."
"Hey wait!" The fox reacted at this time and turned around to hide, "You can't do this, I haven't agreed yet..."
Before she finished speaking, the group of little ones cheered and rushed forward. The three-inch boys who often move in groups have a natural coordination. They assigned their sleeping places in an instant, and I just felt a burst of green light in front of my eyes. In a flash, all the little beans disappeared into the thick golden fluff. The muscles of the fox fairy's whole body tensed up, and he let out a long "Uh-huh-" with a stiff expression.
"It's so ticklish..." The demon fox girl suddenly burst out into a silly smile. Then she fainted with a strange flush on her face.
"I'm going to take a bath and go to bed early today." I carried the fox to her room and settled down. When I came back, I greeted my family and prepared to walk to the bathroom. But before I even put my front feet down, I felt a whistling sound beside my ears. Sandora He came over and grabbed my arm: "No!"
"Ah?" I looked at her in surprise, and then I instantly understood why.
"Bingtis is still one with you! She is different from Alaya, she is using your first perspective!"
I felt a chill hit my whole body, and even the Bingtis stuck in my soul seemed to be attacked by this chill. The female gangster murmured: "Damn... Sandora, you It’s so dirty after getting married…”
"What should I do?" What I thought of in an instant was not just about taking a shower. Only at this moment did I fully realize what it means to be fused with a woman, which means that you have a first-person perspective of whatever you do. Peeping from the side!
Fortunately, I no longer have the need to go to the toilet after my life form has completely transformed into a void creature. Otherwise, it is really hard for me to imagine what I will look like three days after merging with Bingtis: Optimistically, Sandora will have swallowed me alive by then.
"Taking a bath is just a habit anyway, you've stopped getting dusty for a long time." Sandora bit her lip and said. Standing behind her was Qian Qian who had just heard the noise and rushed over to join in the fun. The latter was still a little unclear about the situation, but I know how to giggle at this side.
"What about sleeping?" I began to explain the situations I was thinking about one by one.
"Wear clothes to sleep." Sandora said decisively, and Qianqian nodded along with her: although she didn't understand what we were talking about yet.
"What about when you change clothes?"
"Close your eyes. If you find it troublesome, I'll help you change it."
"What to do with underwear..."
"We are husband and wife anyway," Sandora turned away, "I know when you are not wearing clothes..."
Bingtis must have never thought of so much before. At this time, every time I said a word, she wailed in the spiritual connection, and in the end there was only one sentence left: "I will be innocent for the rest of my life, I will be innocent for the rest of my life, I will be innocent for the rest of my life."
…”
In fact, I think Sandora's entangled words "close your eyes" are completely self-deception, because Bingtis's current state is not just as simple as "first-person perspective", she is basically the same as me, and now her soul is
Symbiotic. In addition to not being able to completely share the senses, you can think that Bingtis is already the owner of half of my body, but has no control over it.
It's okay if I don't think about it, but if I think about it carefully, I'll get goosebumps all over my body. It's scary to think about it, it's scary to think about it!
Qian Qian finally knew what was going on at this time. This girl was looking here with a very dangerous look. She was a little careless, but not to the point where she had no care left at all, while I just
He could respond with a very candid, honest and innocent smile: I am in an unlucky state like never before. Why do you think I am actually suspected of cheating when I haven't done anything?
"Forget it, just endure it," I sighed. I felt that life was really rough. "Hurry up and finish the things at hand and go to the God Realm. It's not a problem for Bingtis to be stuck like this. God
How could I catch up with such a stupid thing as losing control of my skills?"
I returned to the room bored, and I found the little Gothic doll lying on the bed reading a book. Because of its size, she used to spread the book like this when reading and then lie on it. I looked at this and it looked like a mini version
Sister Bing's little girl thought about Bingtis who was stuck with her. She couldn't control the words "a family of three"...
"What's wrong? Your eyes are so strange." The doll girl stood up, her ruby-like eyes full of confusion.
"It's okay, the three of us will sleep together tonight." I sighed, walked over and picked up the little doll and rubbed it on my face. She no longer resisted this kind of standard father-daughter intimacy, but it was still annoying.
I pricked her with stubble, so she twisted around uncomfortably.
"Why three people?" The doll girl held my chin firmly. "Oh, by the way, I heard that Sister Bing is stuck with you."
In fact, she should be called Aunt Bingtis, but the female gangster strictly forbids anyone from calling her "Auntie". In addition, the names of each other in the family are messy and there is no seniority (the vertical age difference is often hundreds of millions of years. Do you dare to study seniority?
?), so she sometimes called her that, only when she was in a good mood. If she was in a bad mood, this bad-tempered doll would call everyone by name, including God the Father.
After a while, I started to lie on the bed in a daze, thinking about whether it was an ethical issue or a social issue that I was stuck in the same body as a female gangster. The little doll was unwilling to sleep in the bed today, so it crawled in early
In her own box: Normally she is quite happy to be held and sleep like an ordinary baby, but today there is an extra Bingtis, and the little one may feel some kind of psychological awkwardness.
At this moment, I heard muttering outside the door. It seemed like someone was discussing something outside the room. Just when I was identifying whose voice it was, the door was pushed open. Sandora
He Qianqian appeared at the door wearing pajamas and holding a pillow.
"You two are..." I was in a daze for a moment, and Sandora strode over and threw the pillow on my bed: "I came to supervise and met Qianqian at the door. She was just as I thought."
He nodded lightly, with a very serious expression. I scratched my hair, and I always felt that something was wrong: "Speaking of which, it shouldn't be necessary. Bingtis is stuck with me on the soul level, and it's impossible for us to happen.
What is the difference between actual contact and whether you monitor or not?"
Bingtis also said yes repeatedly in the spiritual connection.
"Nonsense, of course I know this," Shandora curled her lips and assigned Qianqian who would sleep on the left and who on the right. They had obviously formed a fairly solid united front, "But this is a psychological problem: knowing that you are sleeping with someone
The most outrageous woman in history has had close contact with her at a distance. Even if there is no real contact, I still feel uneasy. But seeing her here makes me feel much more at ease."
I was speechless. I watched Sandora and Qianqian decide the division of territory in an instant, but I had no say in the whole process. Under the thin pajamas, the two girls' beautiful figures made it difficult to divert their attention.
But I could only scroll through the heart-clearing mantra in my mind - it was not easy at first, but when I thought that there was actually a female gangster watching the whole process from a first-person perspective, I ran out of ideas...
At this time, I can only be grateful that Lin Xue has to go home every day, otherwise I might not know how lively it would be tonight!
I have been in close contact with Shandora and the others for a long time, and it stands to reason that it would not be awkward to be "frank and honest". But I don't know what's going on. Now I feel awkward no matter what I think. Lying in bed with my eyes open, I feel more and more energetic. I feel more and more energetic.
Is this considered a blessing for everyone? It should be no problem to say so. There is nothing more reassuring than being with your lover. However, the feeling of something wrong still came out, and finally Qian Qian suddenly muttered something
Finally, it made people realize: "Ajun, do you think adding Bingtis now counts as 4..."
I was excited: "Qianqian, let's not do this. As promised, all ages..."
Bingtis was stunned, and suddenly reacted and screamed: "Damn! Not like this! I want to go out, let me go out! I have been pure and pure for so many years, don't be so powerful right away! Damn you adulterers!
Women, please don’t play with my girlish heart——”
"Shut up the guy who affects other people's married life." Sandora gritted her teeth and said in the mental connection.
It seems that I don’t want to have any peace and quiet tonight...
Early the next morning, I woke up with two koalas hanging on my body, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally. Miraculously, I didn't hear any movement from Bingtis: as the culprit, she could sleep peacefully.
As a mounted soul, this female gangster is free to choose her own biological clock that is independent of mine. She wants to sleep or wake up whenever she wants, coupled with her lawless and willful character, she is an audio bomb in the brain that ignores the wishes of the host. Fortunately, I
The difference between her biological clock and hers is not that big. If our schedules were reversed, I would probably be annoyed by her to death.
"Good morning, Ajun." Qian Qian and Sandora woke up at about the same time. At this time, it was obvious that there were some differences in their personalities: Qian Qian still retained some of the worldview of ordinary people, so she vomited embarrassedly.
tongue, but Shandora, who did not have any earthly thinking baggage, did not take the ambiguity of getting up early seriously at all. She stretched herself, and the next thing she said was: "Ajun, I'm hungry."
I went under the window sill to take the little doll out of the box, and pushed the confused little girl to the sink. She brushed her teeth, washed her face, combed her hair, and put on her clothes. During the whole process, the latter kept her eyes closed and snored, letting anyone do anything.
Looks undefended: It has to be said that dolls can also be pampered. Now this guy with a big temper should be drowning in the ocean of father's love. The occasional flutter is just a refusal to call daddy.
Bingtis hadn't woken up after breakfast, so I also saved a lot of trouble: for example, I didn't have to take an extra bite every time to show "sharing" with the second soul in my body, and then just like my daily habit, I went to Shadow City.
See if there is any official business to take care of.
Go to work on time and work at a fixed time, just like this day after day, unless you need to go on a personal expedition, otherwise you spend every day like this - being a diligent emperor is actually not much different from being an office worker. If there is a difference, it is you
Normally when I go to work, I don’t have to lead tens of millions of troops to fight with others every now and then. But as the emperor, I need to tie my own and many people’s heads to my belt... I must have a very long belt.
"You look pretty bad." A powerful bass interrupted my thoughts. I looked up and saw a towering figure standing in front of me, wearing a meticulous military uniform, a body like a steel plate, and
With a slightly gloomy serious face, Harlan Levalette, I haven't seen him for a few days.
"Harlan," I waved my hand feebly, "It's okay, I've run into a little trouble in my personal life - what's wrong with you?"
I know that Harlan is preparing for the Abyss Independent Group. He is a workaholic, and he also has emperor-level independent action rights, so he usually doesn’t have time to chat with me. Usually he only shows up like this when he has something to do.
of.
I thought he was going to talk about the Abyss Xiling: after all, that was the boss he once loyal to, but Harlan didn't seem to have much interest in his old leader. He mentioned another thing: "About the preparation of a complete production line for the Abyss Fleet."
, because we want to increase the number of abyssal units within the empire, I would like to discuss this with you. Let me explain in advance that this may cause panic among ordinary races, but in terms of long-term development, this is necessary."
I suddenly became energetic and sat up straight: "The production line of the Abyss Fleet? Do you have a complete industrial mother machine and Xiling main machine on hand? Is it possible to build an abyss generator in the empire?"
"I do have a full set of industrial facilities," Harlan nodded seriously, "but building an abyss fleet does not require the construction of additional abyss generators. There are some things you may not know about the imperial equipment that were transformed by pollution..."
Then, Haran began to tell me some secrets about the fallen apostles that even Tavel had not discovered. (To be continued.)