Although the scene at this time looks a bit delinquent, the two of them are actually not doing anything dangerous and they are well dressed!
Since his body, including his hands, was completely suppressed by the "adaptive" and "minimized" shield contraction, Asik could only try to twist the body that was close to Sheila in order to place his hopes on him.
Without being able to see it, the waist can accidentally hit the button on the opponent's belt, thereby lifting this damn shield.
Simply put, it's just luck.
But even though she was separated by clothes, the feeling of skin friction still made Silla couldn't help but think about it, and her face turned red.
After her birthday this year, she will be 18 years old. Of course, she is no longer an ignorant and ignorant age. What's more, as an "orthodox Princess Solomon" who was born in the imperial royal family, she has always lived a life like a saint, and she hardly knows how to interact with others.
Any male who has physical contact is completely different from her sister Zoe in this aspect alone.
It's a pity that just today, the little queen's record of purity and innocence has been broken.
"Okay!" Sheila shouted with a red face, "Don't think I don't know, you are taking advantage of me under the guise of lifting the shield! Stop your waist that is swaying like a male dog!"
"
Ask:………………
"Why do you think I want to take advantage of you?" He said unhappily, "Do you have any advantage to take advantage of?"
Silla was slightly startled when she heard this, and then she reacted and snorted coldly: "Who knows, maybe you are just very hungry."
"If nothing else, have I attacked any girl in the team?" Asker tried to prove his innocence to Sheila by explaining the facts.
Sheila was speechless. Indeed, if Asker really had any evil intentions, Medea would probably be the first to rush to his bed if he just hooked his fingers. In this way, no girl has been harmed so far, and it seems that it can indeed
It shows that the leader is a gentleman...
You are a gentleman, how can you bully me like this?! Sheila, who suddenly came back to her senses, was ashamed and angry, and aimed at Asker again.
"Ah!" This time the pain came so unexpectedly that Asik subconsciously struggled backwards to dodge, and even Sheila was pulled out of balance by him, and the two of them fell heavily to the ground.
Fortunately, Asik was underneath, perfectly taking over Sheila's petite body. The latter lay on his chest, feeling a little dizzy.
"That's good now." Ask said, "If they come back now, or teleport out from Hearth Island, and witness our posture, they will definitely misunderstand us."
"Can you stop having a crow's mouth!" Sheila said, "Be like Cassandra!"
"What's the story about Cassandra?" Ask asked.
"The Trojan War." Sheila said, "Kassandra is a priestess in the Trojan temple. She has the ability to predict the future, but no one believes in her. Therefore, 'Cassandra' in the Cyrus language is
It means 'predicting something bad is about to happen'."
"That's it." Asik expressed that he has learned a lot.
"Speaking of which," Sheila said coldly, "Aren't you very happy that they misunderstood you? You feel like, 'Ah, so I am so popular'?"
"Of course not." Ask said, "Don't forget, Nora and Medea can read minds! They will definitely believe that I am innocent."
"But that's not necessarily true for Paige." Sheila said, "If she comes out of Fire Island later and sees us hugging each other so tightly, she will definitely be furious."
"Maybe he rushed up on the spot." Aske said.
"Then tear you to pieces," Sheila said.
"No, I should break your neck." Ask said.
Two people:………………
"Let's lift this shield quickly." Asik suddenly felt a little weak.
If Paige goes crazy and comes face to face with the "Law of Death. Curse to Death", she will not be able to use even the Nine Star Styles to block her in this state.
"Yes, yes, how about you try harder?" Silla also had some cold sweat on her back. Of course she couldn't beat Paige now, so she could only say anxiously, "Use that waist impact method."
"The waist thrust method is too tiring." Ask complained, "Now I'm going down and you're going up. Instead of asking me to straighten my waist, it's better for you to go down faster yourself."
"How to press it?" Sheila was annoyed.
"Lift your waist, and then push it down!" Ask shouted, "Hit me with the belt! Hit that button!"
Silla pushed her back hard, and then she realized what Asker meant by "too tired". When the shield contracted, the two of them were firmly pressed together from all directions, even if they tried to separate by a few tenths of a millimeter.
, will encounter huge resistance.
To use a metaphor, it's like strapping a weight to your waist and doing a plank support. Every second is a cruel test for your muscles.
I hit it many times in succession, but there was no response. I don't know whether it was because of the angle or position of the impact, or because Asker's abdomen was too soft. In short, the button was never pressed.
"I can't do it anymore..." Sheila finally panted and lay on Aske, looking exhausted.
Because the shield pressed their chests together, it was now difficult for her to even take a deep breath.
"Alas." Asik also looked at the ceiling with dull eyes, "Forget it, let's wait until they arrive before helping."
Sheila didn't answer.
After a while, Aske heard a low sob.
No, she... cried?
"Are you crying?" Ask asked cautiously.
"No." Sheila whimpered.
His voice was so aggrieved that it was almost dripping with tears... Asik sighed, and suddenly an idea came to him:
"Would you like to try some extraordinary powers? Air pressure and gravity?"
"Oh." Sheila finally remembered that she was actually a transcendent, "How to use it?"
"Can you push us away by adjusting the air pressure?" Ask asked.
"Let me think about it." Sheila said thoughtfully, "My 'storm' ability is to adjust the air pressure in a certain area to increase or decrease it."
"Because the area is connected to the outside world, when the air pressure in this area decreases, outside air will rush in quickly, causing the air density in the area to increase..."
"In other words," Ask interrupted her, "you can create a 'compressed air cushion' between us to separate us, right?"
"No!" Sheila retorted, "Air at room temperature is a permanent gas, and it cannot become liquid or solid no matter how high the pressure is. However, I should be able to create a dense air area between us, and then slowly
Relax the air pressure control and allow the ultra-dense air in the area to quickly spread to the outside world, thereby creating enough wind and pressure to push our bodies away from each other."
"At the same time, you can also adjust our gravity." Asker added, "Adjust the gravity we receive to point in the direction behind us. Although purely in terms of the magnitude of the force, gravity is not as good as the force of the wind.
, but it can also pull us in the opposite direction, thereby reducing the difficulty of wind push."
"But there are risks involved." Sheila frowned and said, "If, I mean if, my storm ability relaxes too quickly, then the speed of gas diffusion in this ultra-high-density air area will be out of control."
"What do you mean by out of control?"
"Well, you've seen the power of my air bullets, right?" Sheila said, "Imagine the pressure cooker exploding."
Ask:………………
"Let's not use our extraordinary powers." Ask said, "Let me show you the brute force of the leader."
His arms were close to Silla's body, and he lifted them up with all his strength, barely creating a few millimeters of gap between the two.
"I'm back, is anyone home?"
The elevator door opened. A somewhat tired Eleanor walked out of it.
That woman, the Bishop of Adelaide, claimed to be somewhat related to her. But when Eleanor asked her if she was from the Weisbach family, she smiled and remained silent.
It's really troublesome, and Ask is not around, so she has to deal with the other party's various troubles alone.
I won’t go there next time.
Entering the study room by the window, Eleanor saw Aske lying on his back on the floor, looking at the ceiling with a tired expression.
Sheila, who was carrying a strange backpack, fell down on the carpet on the other side, as if all her strength had been drained.
"You..." Eleanor asked hesitantly, "Did you have a fight?"