Although she always had a smile on her lips, she didn't have any major emotional ups and downs, as if smiling was just her usual expression.
He was a little nervous and a little agitated. He curled his fingers and felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart.
If it were her, he would be willing to give all his light and heat and sacrifice himself to her.
Be a loyal believer and sacrifice your soul and blood to the gentle God.
"soft."
The young man's eyes changed and he repeated softly, "Rou..."
Tang Rou finally pulled her away and turned around to find that the computer screen had been closed. She thought about it and just went to see No. 17 tomorrow.
She waved to the sea rabbit, "Come here." Then she walked to the water tank to test the number of nitrifying bacteria.
Before I could adjust the data, I was hugged from behind by the wet boy again.
"soft……"
The devout believers placed tiny kisses on her back one after another.
He hugged her hard, his soft and cold chest pressed against her back, and tears fell down drop by drop, wetting her back.
He feels very happy.
Tang Rou didn't feel it clearly. She was separated by two layers of clothes and couldn't immediately tell what he was doing until those messy kisses followed the spine to the neck and went all the way up to the earlobes.
The young man opened his mouth, wrapped the white earlobe with his wet mouth, stretched out the tip of his wet tongue, and bit it bit by bit like a kitten.
He was addicted to it, as if he was drunk, but Tang Rou was instantly shocked.
She pushed the boy away, looked at him with a confused and hurt expression, and asked in shock, "What are you doing?"
He replied, "Kiss you."
Tang Rou's eyes widened, a little unbelievable, "Do you know what a kiss is?"
There is still a grinding and biting feeling in my ears, full of erotic connotations.
No, this is not a so-called "kiss".
Tang Rou lowered her voice, "Where did you learn these?"
The young man put his elbows on the table, his clear eyes showing confusion, "Don't you like it?"
Tang Rou looked at him in shock and didn't know what to say for a moment.
She calmed down for a few seconds, opened her phone's address book, and found that she didn't have Zhang Ning's contact information, so she called the service desk.
"Hello, I need to contact Deputy Director Zhang Ningzhang of Area A. Please help me connect."
The young man immediately grabbed her wrist in a panic, his voice trembling, "Rou, you want to send me away?"
"Rou, is it me who makes you unhappy?"
"No." Tang Rou pursed her lips, not knowing what to say to him.
She pressed the boy's shoulders, asked him to sit on the chair, and comforted him slowly, "I have something to ask him, and I won't send you away, so don't be afraid."
The young man's face was confused, but his fingers slowly clenched.
The owner's expression was very wrong.
She had always been gentle and almost never angry, but now he could feel her anger.
This was the first time that Habitat saw such a cold and serious expression on Tang Rou's face. He recalled that her anger started when he sucked and kissed her ear.
why?
Doesn't she like it?
Isn't this a "good thing"?
He calmly reviewed what had just happened, and slowly came to the conclusion that the behavior just now did not seem to be a happy thing, something that would make people like him, as Zhang Ning said.
"What? He hasn't returned to base yet?"
"Yes." The island assistant's sweet voice sounded on the receiver, "Deputy Director Zhang's clock-in record shows that he left the base before the power outage and has not returned since."
And the call transfer has always been unconnected.
The young man licked his lips gently, savoring the taste between his teeth. He subconsciously concealed the fact that the man was dead from Tang Rou, and asked innocently and doubtfully, "What's wrong? Rou, why did you push me away?"
His face was so deceptive that Tang Rou was in a daze for a moment.
She slowed down her voice and said softly, "Did someone teach you about the behavior just now?"
He did not answer directly, but stretched out his finger and touched his lips, "You don't like it?"
"You can't do this, you can't do this to me."
"why?"
He wrapped her around again, like a seductive water monster who didn't know much about the world, hooked her waist, raised her head to reveal her beautiful face, "I like this, I want to be close to Rou, and I don't want to be with you even for a second."
Separate softly."
He wants to control her and want her to be addicted to him.
I want to see through those gentle eyes and draw out the desire in her heart.
Tang Rou pulled him away again, like a parent of a child with education problems, and patiently explained to him:
"Such behavior is not advisable in human society, unless two people truly love each other, want to live together, and have... um, the urge to reproduce, just like your partners in the ocean."
companion?
He chewed on these two words.
It turns out that this kind of thing can only be done between partners.
He suddenly panicked, and then asked, "What if you are not your partner?"
Before Tang Rou answered, she added anxiously, "Can humans have many partners? Can they allow their partners to be treated like this by others?"
"Of course not." Tang Rou smiled and explained gently in the young man's broken and frightened eyes, "You can only do this to your partner. This is a sign of loyalty."
"……loyalty?"
Tang Rou felt that she was talking too much to a simple sea creature.
She touched the other person's soft hair and said, "It's time for you to return to the water tank. Stop thinking so wildly."
But the young man grabbed her clothes and stubbornly wanted to get an answer, "Does Rou like loyalty?"
"Of course." What's the question?
Tang Rou pushed the boy to the water tank, opened the hatch cover, "Go in."
The young man looked straight at her, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Human favorite, loyal companion.
…
Tang Rou barely slept the day before, and now more than 48 hours of being awake and the physical exertion of climbing up and down made her extremely tired and sleepy.
The hotel apartment in the Tower of Babel was blocked by the military, so they had to build a floor space in the new office first.
The thought of coaxing the sulky little octopus tomorrow gave her a headache, so she lay on the floor wrapped in a blanket, trying to paralyze herself with sleep.
The jellyfish swam from the deep water and floated next to the glass window, seeming to accompany her quietly.
While she was drowsy, Tang Rou heard the sound of the hatch cover opening.
There was a splash, and something came out of the water. He walked carefully to her side, stretched out his hand and gently stroked her hair.
He moved slowly, for fear of waking her up.
The cold fingertips occasionally touched her scalp, and Tang Rou could feel the other person's fingertips trembling.
How can I still sleep?
She sighed and looked back. The boy who was all wet suddenly turned his head and avoided her sight.
Tang Rou thought he had sneaked out of the water tank and was caught by her. She felt guilty and asked funnyly, "What's wrong?"
The young man's slender eyelashes trembled twice, like a dying butterfly being held in the palm of someone's hand. His bright red lips moved, feeling a little uneasy.
Tang Rou stretched out her hand and pinched his wet hair, and asked again, "Why don't you just stay in the water cabin? What's the matter?"
He murmured for a long time and finally said cautiously, "I seem to have done something wrong."