The soul is in deep water and hot, and the soul is coming and going.
The heat spread all over the body in an instant, and it was so transparent and comfortable that I had never experienced before.
Although Ninety-Nine has the body of a doll, there is a powerful soul hidden under this body.
Balian opened his misty and wet eyes, breathing in the hot air, knowing that it was finally over.
He opened his eyelids and looked at the woman who seemed to have never experienced a deep exchange of souls, her expression still calm and cold.
Maybe she noticed Balian's gaze, and she raised her eyes and glanced at him.
I thought he was waiting for him to reciprocate the experience of this divine intercourse.
The woman thought for a moment and gave a pertinent answer: "You taste good."
This posture is like that of a cold, proud and picky gourmet.
Seeing that Balian was silent in response, she thought that this comment failed to appease his self-esteem as a man, so she added one last sentence.
"Well, that's not bad. No wonder Fang Geyu likes you so much."
Balian was being tossed around so much by her, but Ying Ji on the other end didn't make any movement.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Now, can you save my mother-in-law?"
Jiujiu hummed and said, "The time is ripe."
Balian didn't dare to stay with her any longer, so he hurriedly picked up his clothes and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, his trouser leg was pulled by a small hand.
He pulled faintly.
According to common sense, the contract between them has been completed and there should be no more disputes.
But for some reason, when his trouser leg was faintly held by that little hand, Balian's scalp felt cold and he vaguely felt something was wrong.
He stiffened his neck and turned his head, looking at this powerful puppet squatting on the ground who was causing trouble in Shifang City and even people like Jin Xian Fengxu were not afraid of it.
She looked thoughtful, then slowly frowned.
Jiujiu suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Balian and said seriously:
"I'm encountering a troubling problem at the moment. I wonder if you can help me answer it?"
Balian couldn't tell what made him feel uneasy, but there was always a bad feeling lingering around him.
He said with a sullen face, "I want to save my mother-in-law first. If it is convenient, I might as well do it next time..."
"It's not convenient for me to care for you at this moment." Her tone was firm and authoritative, leaving no chance for Balian to escape.
After all, he borrowed someone else's soul fire, so Balian had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "What's the matter?"
Jiujiu stood up slowly. Under Balian's gaze, she lifted up both sides of her skirt and slowly lifted it up.
On the green embroidered shoes are a pair of slender, cold white jade feet. Looking up, there is a thin section of the calf, and looking up...
Bailian was startled and was about to look away when he heard her sternly shouting:
"Don't look away."
Balian couldn't act rashly, so he had to keep his eyes open and not avoid it.
Forget it, he's just a doll, what's there to be afraid of?
It's not like she has never seen women before, so she doesn't feel taboo about them.
He is so strict and cautious about what men and women should do.
The female doll's legs have no flaws at all, and the exquisite curves are perfectly formed in one go. It seems to be a bit less human, and looks more like a perfect porcelain jade doll.
No wonder there are unscrupulous magicians in Shifang City who make puppets for men to have fun with.
In the words of those men in the market, it is: Haha, I can play with these legs for a year.
Moreover, as long as this kind of doll recognizes its master, it can be trained and obeyed, no matter how excessive the request is...
Bah bah bah...
What are you thinking about?
The woman in front of me is not a plaything for others to indulge in.
She has a palace, ambitions, strategies, and a bad streak.
Even if she did such an unbelievable thing today, Balian still couldn't guess what she was paying attention to.
She not only has extraordinary wisdom, but also has unparalleled martial arts.
Although Balian has never seen her take action, he knows in his heart that if he fights alone, he may not be this woman's opponent.
A woman who can calmly deal with a person like Jinxian Fengxu and snatch food from his hands.
Who would believe him if he said he didn't have some vigorous and decisive measures?
Furthermore, no matter how human-like the appearance is, no matter how simulated the soft body is, it is still a humanoid puppet after all.
She never knew what love was. Even if her clothes were taken off, he would just treat her as an exquisite piece of art.
Don’t worry too much about correction…
While Bailian was entangled in his thoughts, his eyes suddenly trembled, he took a deep breath, and pointed at the ninety-nine with trembling hands in disbelief: "You, you, you..."
Ninety-Nine held up the hem of her skirt, and the soul fire all over her body surrounded her slender, snow-white calves. Under the swaying bright light, her skin was better than snow, and she was melancholy and cold.
She walked towards him with a graceful and graceful hand holding her skirt, her figure was erect, there was no trace of discomfort or awkwardness on her face, she still had that unattainable and extraordinary demeanor.
"It seems you have noticed it too."
Jiujiu's tone was still calm, but her eyes had a hint of distress that shouldn't be in her eyes.
She suddenly raised a slender cold white finger, held it in front of her eyes, and looked at it carefully.
"I actually...acted towards you in a way that only humans can?"
Under the luxuriant soul fire, the cold puppet tilted its head, looking at the fingertips in silence, with a puzzled look on its face.
Balian opened his mouth, as if he had been struck dumb by lightning. He was dumbfounded, and his heart was in turmoil.
Is she really a puppet?
So human-like!
"Stop your unrealistic speculations. There is no doubt that I am the puppet 'Yinghuo' created by the Lord of Snow City."
Jiujiu pulled down his collar, revealing his slender white neck and collarbone.
The purple array lines exude a faint light, winding all the way to the heart.
She said calmly: "The poison of witch plague has no effect on humans."
Bailian's pupils shrank, "You are also infected with the witch plague?"
Jiujiu smiled faintly and said: "I am both an infected person and a controller. This poison is harmless to me."
Bailian's eyes darkened, filled with gloom: "What on earth are you planning?"
With the poison of witch plague, will her target be Fang Geyu?
"Now is not the time to dwell on these things. What makes me curious is that the 'me' created by Xue Fu has any secrets that I don't know."
Jiujiu looked at Bai Lian calmly, his eyes as monotonous and cold as clear ink showing a strange and persistent color.
"I can't stand that for the current 'me', there is still some blind spot 'knowledge' that I can't reach, so I need you to help me."
Balian frowned: "What do you mean?"
Ninety-nine nodded and said in deep thought: "Xuefu is a person who forges weapons and talismans, and strives for perfection in everything.
She has only made two dolls in her life, "Yinghuo". I guess she is working with the mecha to bring the dolls closer to humans.
I have senses, taste and smell, and can distinguish between beauty and ugliness, good and bad in the world.
Xuefu once injected the commands of human joy, anger, sorrow and joy into my heart, letting me know what mood I should show under what circumstances.
Joy, anger, sadness, and happiness are just necessary expressions of commands corresponding to certain situations.
After losing my master, I was able to control my emotional senses, turn off pain, and handle my emotions correctly. It’s just..."
She paused for a moment, then her eyes fell into deep thought: "Maybe I misunderstood Xue Fu's intention from the beginning."
"The emotions she poured into Ying Luo Luo's heart may be more than just a command-based program."
"Perhaps she... really wants the doll she created to be able to experience human emotions."
"There is no need to control this emotion exactly, even if there is a slight deviation, it doesn't matter."
Jiujiu raised his head and looked at Bai Lian, his clear eyes were sparkling, but there was a direct and pure desire for exploration and aggression in his eyes.
The woman said so blatantly:
"So I need to come and have sex with a human. You come and help me. This is my first request."
He was so confident and confident, and it was natural for him to ask for reward.
Balian's inner world was extremely noisy and then extremely silent.
Who knows what kind of ups and downs of emotions he went through in his heart at this moment.
He resisted the urge to show his fangs, but he still couldn't, and a few veins stretched on his forehead.
He swallowed the curses that were pouring into his throat, and instead said in a polite and blunt way of rejection:
"I'm so sorry. I'm not human. You can find someone else."
Ninety-nine eyes lowered lightly, looked at him and commented seriously: "But your physiological characteristics are consistent with human beings, not to mention that you have caught my eye, and I don't want to change to other development tools."
The breath in Balian's chest surged wildly. He showed the best self-control in his life, gritted his teeth and smiled politely:
"It doesn't mean I have to give it to you if it catches your eye. Only I have the right to use it, don't I?"
"That's the truth."
When the request was rejected, Jiujiu did not become angry and still calmly told the facts.
"So you are planning to break our agreement?"
Her tone was calm and without any threat, but in Balian's opinion, she was threatening people.
Bai Lian was secretly wary, wondering if she was planning to take action against A Niang to take advantage of him?
But Jiujiu didn't do this, as if he didn't bother to use such a vulgar and despicable method.
In a sense, she is very aboveboard and honest.
"So you were serious about your suggestion that I find another man?"
Balian was about to answer yes, but when he saw Jiujiu's clear eyes, it seemed that all he needed to do was nod...
She would really be curious and go to the city to catch her favorite prey!
With Jiujiu's outstanding appearance, most men would have no reason to reject her.
I don’t know what kind of awkward psychology it is out of, but Balian is sure that he doesn’t have any feelings for this woman, but...
He couldn't nod to indulge her behavior.
Jiujiu chuckled lightly, her eyes seemed to see through his heart, she took a step forward and boldly and directly scratched Bailian's chin.
"You are a gentleman, you have no feelings for me as a man or woman, and you don't want to have sex with me. This is a fact.
But not long ago, I had a close relationship with you, and it was a fact that our souls were in harmony.
Although you don't want to admit it, under the moral constraints of the human world, you cannot admit it. After all, I have done things with you that are beyond what men and women should not do.
If I were to look for another man right now, I'm afraid you wouldn't feel well either."
Balian finally became angry: "You are talking nonsense, who...who cares who you provoke!"
Jiujiu didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "No matter how serious a man is, he is still a simple creature after all, but you seem to have forgotten that I am not a human being.
I am just a mold, someone fabricated my body to look like a human being.
By the same token, I cannot get pregnant and have no concept of chastity.
If you do it with me here, it's no different from doing it with a porcelain doll. I won't pester you and make you responsible. Moreover, the soul fire tempered in this way is thicker than the divine intercourse and can help more effectively.
To Ying Ji."
Out of human etiquette, Jiujiu knew how rude and annoying his behavior at the moment was.
But she doesn't care if she is hated by others. Human shame, jealousy, and guilt have nothing to do with her.
She could feel Balian's resistance, but so what.
Rather than being able to more clearly explore the body that Xue Fu left for her, what does the emotions of others have to do with her?
It's just that this guy is particularly awkward and stubborn, and he's not as lustful and shameless as the men she knows.
If you want to convince him, I'm afraid you'll have to spend more words.
I thought my rude behavior was violently pushed away by the other person I encountered. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of me suddenly became quiet.
Jiujiu felt a little surprised and looked up.
But she saw him lowering his eyes and listening to her patiently and quietly, looking very serious.
No more irritability, shame, and rejection.
That extra quiet look in his eyes was a bit confusing to Jiujiu.
She was about to speak, but Balian spoke first, murmuring and repeating what she had just said:
"Is it just a mold?"
Jiujiu thought he had convinced his sense of morality, and was about to add some explanation, but he continued:
"A real model would never say that he is just a model..."
Ninety-nine eyes were empty for a moment, and the deep gaze seemed to be filled with turbulence.
She let go of Balian's chin and took half a step back, but suddenly Balian grabbed her wrist.
The long and slender wrist bones like orchids fell under his slender and powerful palms, looking delicate and fragile, so slender and easy to break.
She narrowed her dark eyes but said nothing.
Perhaps it was because the momentum of the two of them was subtly changing, or maybe it was because Balian stood up straight, but at this moment, he was already slightly taller than her by half a head.
Balian lowered her head, her pupils facing the soul fire around her, and a pool of light reflected in her eyes.
He said: "Okay, let's try it."
The puppet will not be nervous without controlling its emotions.
But at this moment, Jiujiu frowned and asked a slightly unnecessary nonsense.
"What?"
Balian lowered his gaze a little, and the light in his eyes was light and specious: "Let's try the 'male love and female love' that you are curious about."
It can be seen from this that no matter how much book knowledge is poured into you, it will never be able to compete with real intellectuals.
Compared to being dry and direct, his words are much more elegant and elegant.
Although compared to wasting more words to persuade him, the result is more decisive and straightforward.
But Jiujiu was a little uncomfortable with his passive-to-active attack and communication method.