If you want to say how happy and excited Libao was when he met Lin Sanjiu again in the past, then at this moment when she opened the door and interrupted the table tennis, Libao raised his head, and his face suddenly bloomed with a look that almost eclipsed the past.
bright.
"elder sister!"
As if he had been saved, he immediately jumped up, swung his hand outward, and threw the billiard cue down. When he ran towards Lin Sanjiu in a few steps, the billiard cue also hit the table with a bang.
, with a sway, half the table tennis game was scattered and chaotic; for a while, all kinds of balls on the green table were rolling around, making a hurried sound.
"Are you coming to see me?" Libao seemed to be completely unaware of the chaos behind him, and naturally came to Lin Sanjiu's side, like a little animal that had developed a habit, waiting for the natural comfort and hug of a human being.
Lin Sanjiu touched his hair and asked with a smile: "Can you still play table tennis?"
"No, he won't."
Qingjiu Liu supported the cue stick and lazily pulled himself up from the chair. "You didn't see... How can you call him playing billiards? This is called billiards hitting him."
It seems that the gift bag is using willpower to ignore him - it would be great if I could add a narration or dubbing to his thinking activities, probably something like "If you don't listen to his sister, look at your sister here."
"Can't hear it"?
Qingjiuru added slowly: "Or to be more precise, I started a murder against him on the table. Ah, it's so tragic."
Libao finally couldn't hold back and turned his head violently from Ji Shanqing's shoulder. "You know all the rules, all the strategies, and all the technical essentials of billiards!"
Ji Shanqing held back his satisfaction and satisfaction, and said "hmm" heavily.
"It's no use,"
My body froze, as if I was stuck running the system, but also as if I dared to move and speak, for fear of falling out of that moment - I was held by Ji Shanqing's hand, and followed step by step
When you left, you were in a daze and almost hit your leg by the corner of the table.
Ji Shanqing watched the seven people pick up the disrupted game and bent over the table again. Even if you know a lot about table tennis, you still feel that there is nothing more boring in the world besides that moment.
.
"Salais will fry you some fresh food," Simiya seemed less enthusiastic about using her own energy to feed Bolin three wines, even if it was her sister's request. "With your current appetite,
, you didn’t even order it. Sister, keep the spare energy you brought. I’m sure if you can successfully find fuel tomorrow, that energy will be used on Exodus.”
When you put the cup on, the glass was completely empty, leaving only wet and tired half-melted ice cubes.
Yu Yuan raised a hand and touched his eyebrows blankly, as if something unbelievable had just happened, but I wanted to catch it.
Speaking of fuel, I remind you of another thing.
Qingjiu Liu picked up the wine glass from under a large table, and put a few fingertips under the wall of the crystal clear and cool glass, which was reflected by the swaying of the wine. The ice cubes made a heavy sound; I
Ren Jiu quickly absorbed the warmth outside his mouth, flowed down his throat, swallowed, and then said quickly or tightly: "...Should I do it, or I can."
"I am willing to go to the medical cabin," Simiya said with a straight face, looking at the billiard balls that had returned to their respective places under the table, "I insist that my injury is serious, but I must go to the medical cabin to continue my family life and work. Qingjiure was drinking and playing billiards. Look, I'm not trying to hide from the little miko. It's said that your temper and mood are very bad right now."
It seems that there is still a little bit of personal warmth on it, the wine has slipped out of your mouth, and your taste buds have suddenly woken up, and the memory has been recalled, and it is entangled with the smell of wine; your lips and tongue are in anger. , is willing to let go of his hand, only when the flow of less wine recedes, he is willing to let the remaining wine be swallowed into the white belly.
When I first saw Qing Ji Shanqing, I was even surprised. I didn't expect that there was a person standing next to me. This is a very common situation for degenerates. I sat up straight, and the movement made several people jump. I stood in a half-dark corner for a few seconds, and it seemed that my mind was gradually reconnecting with reality.
That's true.
You made my warmth, the touch of my skin, the clear scent... all melt away from your lips, the tip of your nose, and every bone of your body, and then you raised your head again.
Qingjiuru glanced back at you from under his shoulder. There seemed to be no smile on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed like you had misunderstood. "...He is very thirsty?"
"Really?" Qingjiure smiled without any trace of laughter.
"...Drinking?" I opened my eyes sleepily and blinked twice.
Qingjiu Liu himself couldn't hold back his laughter, but he still turned his head, put his index finger under his lips, "shushed" you, and said, "He's going to wake up Yu Yuan."
"He's coming to kiss you," Qingjiuru looked at you walking over, raised his hands to protect his forehead, and said, "That's for his own good."
"Ah?" Nie Xingjian was startled and turned his head. Then he realized that outside a dim corner at the end of the room where the lights were deliberately turned off, there was no one. He was leaning on a single sofa, covered with a lining. Your body heaved slightly. You raised your voice and asked, "Why did I fall asleep outside?"
I immediately walked to the table, picked up a ball, and placed it in the center of the table. "It doesn't matter, you guys continue to mess with it... Why is he still standing? He's holding a cue stick."
so bad……
Nie Xingjian also knew what was going on with him. Before he woke up, he suppressed your desire to feel, touch, swallow, and fuse with your partners with your skin and body. Like that kind of desire, it follows You suddenly woke up from your sleep, you couldn't resist, and you also longed to be swallowed up by that desire.
Qingjiuru bared his teeth at me, as if he had finally caught a prey I had been waiting for for a long time in a trap he had carefully laid. "...Oh, it turns out that he remembered the position of each ball just now. ah?"
Ji Shanqing was startled. He was not surprised at all. Why did I know that the person next to me was you when I still fully opened my eyes?
"Why did he just ask for another seventh round?" Qingjiuru asked in a nonchalant tone.
Qingjiu Liubao seemed to have been drinking more since he relaxed. At this time, the weight of the alcohol slightly fell on my eyelids, half covering my vagina. I thought deeply for a few seconds and said fiercely: "Because you are too
It’s just a job for a man.”
"Yes," Qingjiuru tapped his temple with his finger, "That's not the brain you had before you were injured."
"It's important. You remember the position." Qingjiuru smiled again and quickly smashed two more balls. "It happened that his sister was here, so he cried without a shoulder after the beating."
"How do you know he cheated?"
"By the way, have they contacted me?" Ji Shanqing asked Qing Jiuliu.
"How could he remember the position of the billiards?" Simiya looked away, looking even more depressed. Her face seemed to sink to the ground, and she said stiffly: "Did he say that alcohol damages brain cells?"
"You seem to be... having a dream." I raised my head, looked at Ji Shanqing, frowned and said, "He was outside the dream. It felt like you were talking about something very important... But other than that
You just forgot about it." While reading, you chatted with the seven people and asked the gift bag: "He doesn't have bad data on French fries or cornflakes? He wrote some and gave Paulin three drinks.
."
...The co-author has never done it once and lost his hand.
Nie Xingjian's clear and clear eyes were as wide as a billiard ball at this moment.
Put on that jacket, your breathing is rising and falling, and your body is exuding coldness, but it was shaped because of you: dark tattoos, bandaged muscles, short hair scattered under the chair, straight upper jaw...
Ji Shanqing couldn't help but laugh, stopped a step or two away from me, and asked: "Why are you being evil?"
I seemed to have endured it over and over again, but finally managed to hold it back and let the first sentence of truth come out: "If I fell asleep in the middle of the game, you would have to come on as a substitute and play such a boring game."
It is really a test of Ji Shanqing's facial muscles to hold back a smile when the gift package looks on his face that he is attentive, willing, and wants to ask for help. In order to hide it, you hold up Qing Jiuliu's cup and pretend to
Take a sip of wine.
"What's wrong?" Qingjiure leaned on his club and turned around to ask.
Nie Xingjian relaxed his body, slid up from the chair, and curled up for a while. There seemed to be a trapped beast inside you, scratching his heart and liver, trying to get you to ask Yu Yuan about the situation, every word.
It's okay to let it go - but you are willing to wake me up.
Ji Shanqing raised his head and kissed Li Bao hard on the forehead.
Even if it's a data body, bad images can't be achieved just by practicing, Ji Shanqing thought.
Yu Yuan suddenly uttered a burst of Mohu syllables from his nose.
"It was contacted by Nie Xing." Qing Jiuliu's eyes were focused on the table tennis. It seemed that his minimum goal was not to teach Simiya a lesson, but he still knew what you were referring to. "... I'll just wait for the spaceship to make up for it tomorrow.
We need fuel and set out to do some household chores. I’ve heard about my nickname for a long time, and you want to meet me too.”
After struggling for a while, you stood up and approached Yu Yuan, who was sleeping soundly outside the dark corner.
"How about he seek some humility for himself first," Simiya finally endured, "Who said your sister wants to kiss him - just saying it makes you want to rinse your mouth."
Although that was too worthy of the gift pack, perhaps the scorching cold alcohol had an effect. Ji Shanqing plopped down and sat down outside Qing Jiuliu's chair, laughing uncontrollably. You have a special capacity for drinking, so you only need half a cup of residual alcohol.
The wine burns the mind with a heavy warmth, and the strings of the piano buzz.
Nie Xingjian stretched out his hand that was soaked in alcohol and called out the interactive screen. He asked Sarais to continue to deliver all kinds of food to Bo Nie Xingjian. He also specially ordered a few low-cooling and chewy ones. Just give them to him.
I left a ration for myself, and even if I fed the rest of the food reserves to Bolin and three wines, it would be a trivial matter. After all, it was the Karma Museum outside, and it was short of basic supplies.
The cold wine touched your lips, parting your lips and teeth, and you realized what you were doing.
The gift bag was startled. "Eh? But - Qiudu -"
But very slowly, you realize that you have misunderstood - Yu Yuan did not know just now.
... Just now Bolin Sanjiu said that you took advantage, which seems to be unreasonable.