Bai Chunian held the phone and fell into deep thought.
To him, the white lion state of the body is like a human sleeping, a state of deep sleep and rest, so the behavior during the white lion state is like sleeping and dreaming. In the dream, he has his own set of codes of conduct, which are not completely subject to subjective control , and the memory will not disappear completely, but a part will be retained. Although I can't remember everything in detail after waking up, I can still recall bits and pieces when I recall carefully.
Bai Chunian energetically recalled what happened just now, sent off the students on vacation, a little reluctant, caught the author of "The Instructor Kissed Me 99 Times" who had been at large for many semesters but was not arrested, yes, I picked it up out of curiosity It's not out of the ordinary to lick Xiao Xun's face without looking at the stalker's tail... oops.
... But as long as you run faster the next time you see Brother Han, you shouldn't be kicked, it's not a big problem.
Lying down and turning your stomach to let your wife comb your hair, and being touched by your wife's balls, these are all basic operations, and it is not shameful to be an old couple.
And when the president Uncle Jin came to visit, he acted like a baby and asked them to hug him. When Uncle Jin was grooming himself, he turned his face and bit him and kicked him. He played with the president's rabbit ears for a long time and took pictures... Oh my God ... Bai Chunian bit his lip and buried his face in his arms.
And being masturbated by the students in line, secretly masturbated by the instructors, hugged and sucked hard by the big hunk of Lorenz, climbed onto the computer of instructor K and got down on the ground, raised a leg to seduce him to stop working and masturbate himself ... The more Bai Chunian recalled, the higher his blood pressure, now there are only two ways left, annihilate himself and then roll to the ground and break into pieces, or move to the outside of the solar system, taking his wife with him.
Bai Chunian looked at Rimbaud who was sleeping soundly on his stomach, and suddenly remembered the scene of their last farewell.
At that time, Rimbaud was seriously injured by backlash, lying weakly in his arms, stroking his face, and said to give him everything, the beloved ocean, and tens of billions of people, and let him pass it on for him as a messenger Oracle, in charge of seven tenths of the blue planet.
Rimbaud said "I love you" too often, which made him think that Rimbaud was just used to expressing love, so he ignored the blazing love hidden in every sentence.
He wanted to wait for Rimbaud to wake up, but he had already pulled Omega into his arms first, and lowered his head and covered his lips to kiss him deeply.
Rimbaud was forcibly awakened by the suffocating feeling of the deep kiss, and half-opened his eyes sleepily, his pupils constricted in surprise, staring in surprise at the person who held him tightly in his arms.
The alpha in front of him still looks like a familiar teenager, it seems to be more transparent, his eyes are his favorite sapphire blue.
Alpha closed his eyes and kissed him, sucking his lips and the tip of his tongue, the brandy pheromones overflowed, and the intoxicating smell wrapped around Rimbaud's body, as if to soak his bones, but he held Rimbaud obediently with both hands. Waist, like a young boy who tastes love for the first time, dare not cross the line and offend.
Rimbaud allowed him to articulate for a long time, raised his hand and gently pushed Alpha's chin away, and pulled out a thin silver thread between his intertwined lips and tongue.
"Only kiss?" Lan Bo raised his eyebrows and asked him, hooked his fingertips upwards along the socket of Bai Chunian's neck, and slid across his Adam's apple, Alpha's unbearable trembling was transmitted to Lan Bo through his fingertips.
Bai Chunian lowered his eyes slightly and stared at Lan Bo: "My palms are sweaty, I'm afraid I'll get you dirty."
Rimbaud immediately pressed on him, making him lie on the bed, resting his chin on his chest and abs, licking the tip of his index finger, rubbing it on the tip of alpha's chest, and raising his long and narrow eyes: " Can you bear it?"
Rimbaud was bare-chested, and the flaming lion pattern on his back was bright red, but it looked so insolent and suitable for the immaculate saint.
"I can't..." Bai Chunian raised his head, his neck was exposed to Rimbaud's lips defenselessly, "but I don't have a collar anymore."
"You don't need that, you are already a free body, higher than the growth level of all experimental bodies, the sea gives you a chance to be reborn, as my envoy, share the boundless lifespan with me."
Rimbaud paid attention to Alpha's expression. Although he has broken through the limit of the deterioration period and will no longer lose control, the shadow left by him since childhood is not so easy to be erased. He still needs time. But what Rimbaud lacked most was time.
He snapped his fingers, and the Dead Sea Heart Rock in Bai Chunian's mouth was summoned, stretched out and cast, and cast a black ring around Bai Chunian's neck, and a pitch-black spar bell dangled in front of the collar, shaking Jingle softly.
Rimbaud held the chain that extended behind the collar.
This is a strange kind of spiritual sustenance. The moment the collar was put on his neck, Bai Chunian felt that he would not be abandoned again, so he had the courage to do whatever he wanted.
He turned over suddenly, biting Rimbaud's body as if awakened by a beast.
Rimbaud likes to control his progress, and likes to pull back the collar when he is close to the high point, making him temporarily lose his breath, and his eyes are full of grievances because his extreme desire cannot be satisfied, and he asks Rimbaud for permission to continue with his watery eyes.
It seems that this is not a beast feast, but a devout sacrifice.
"You already belong to me completely." Rimbaud said in his ear, "You will be my envoy for thousands of years to come."
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Besides He Suo, Instructor Dai Ning was the first to find out that Bai Chunian had returned, because he lived in a separate building next door and listened to the corner all night. There was quite a lot of noise last night.
Early in the morning, the sun shines on Bai Chunian's eyes through the cracks in the curtains. He opens one eye, controls the dead sea core rock to become a hook, pulls the curtains, and then continues to sleep with his head on his wife's chest. It smells so good that you don't want to let go of it.
The fragmented memory made him sober again, he suddenly sat up, tiptoed out of bed, went to the balcony to look at the beach, the beach was quiet and clear as usual.
He used Rimbaud's mobile phone to log on to Huiwang, and read the news. The news about the unblocking of the sea area was almost cleared, which made him worry and let out a long sigh of relief.
A pair of hands were put on his shoulders suddenly, Rimbaud leaned over and approached him: "What are you looking at?"
Bai Chunian sat cross-legged in the rocking chair, raised his head and asked, "Honey, during my absence, have you really turned against humans?"
Rimbaud walked slowly to the railing, sat on it with his hands up, and looked at the beach not far away: "Yes."
"Have you fought a war?"
"No." Rimbaud attracted a stream of water, and the hydration steel was cast into a pistol in the palm of his hand. Rimbaud skillfully loaded bullets into it, and said lightly, "I know how lethal human weapons are. Otherwise, the Sea Clan will suffer countless casualties, which is an unwarranted disaster for my people. In fact, there is no tribe on this planet that can fight against humans, and the only ones who can make that race disappear are themselves.”
"The sea is the most tolerant. When you offend her, she will give you a time to save her, and she will not retaliate against you immediately." Rimbaud smashed the transparent gun in his hand, and the water flowed down his fingertips to his feet, " But Dahai is also the most difficult to coax, when she is really angry, it's too late to do anything."
"But your children make me think that at least that group can be saved." Rimbaud had a smile in his eyes when he talked about the students on Aphid Island. "Savior, this word is most suitable for them."
"Want to go back to the Caribbean with me for a while?" Rimbaud looked back at him, "Actually, I have quite a few friends, and I want to introduce you to them."
"Okay." Bai Chunian stood up, and immediately started packing his things and luggage, "By the way, I want to visit the city before I leave."
Lan Bo raised his chin slightly: "Let's go."
After saying goodbye to the instructors on Aphid Island, Bai Chunian turned into a giant white lion and carried Rimbaud across the water.
At noon, the sea surface was also warmed up. Rimbaud caused the hydration of the steel steps, and the white lion ran to the sky. The steps suddenly shattered, and the splashing water formed a pair of wings on the shoulder blades of the white lion. The white lion glides with force. Fall back to the surface.
The high-altitude water flow broke and fell back to the sea surface, like a rain of sun in the clear sky, and a faint rainbow stretched in the sky.
Rimbaud sat sideways on the back of the white lion, pointing to the tallest clock tower in Aphid City: "Let's go there, you can see the whole city."
The white lion shuttled and jumped among the tall buildings, and stood on the highest clock tower in the city. The body mimicry disappeared and the human form appeared.
It just so happened that the clock pointed to twelve noon, the big clock rang, and the distant bell sounded slowly over the city. Pedestrians habitually looked up at the clock tower—
Bai Chunian sat on the top of the clock with one leg hanging down, a long-handled scythe from the Dead Sea Heart Rock was leisurely slung in his arms, his white hair fluttered in the wind, Rimbaud sat sideways on his shoulder, holding a hand that extended from behind the alpha collar. He stretched out his palms, held a dragonfly that he had bumped into halfway, and gave it health by blowing his breath.
"Honey, let's discuss something."
"Um?"
"You delete Moments... Even if you don't delete them, at least block Lao He..."
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In the other corner of the world, the isolated Snow White Castle is silent in the starry night. Outside the city, a blizzard whizzes by. The city is quiet and warm, and every window is lit with warm lights.
Eris dozed off under the clock dial, and the midnight clock struck slowly. He suddenly woke up, yawned and rubbed his eyes. From his position, he could just see the table and lamp in the puppeteer's workshop through the window. The puppeteer is concentrating on cutting clothes patterns at the table. In fact, he is also thinking hard about finding new materials for doll eyeballs today.
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The location of the international prison is at the midpoint of the connection between Aphid City and Snow White Castle. The lonely island is at dusk and the sun is setting.
Today's weather is strange, the sun has not set yet, the crescent moon has risen, the place where the black panther stands divides the sun and the moon equally, the left hand is still bright, but the right hand is already dark, he seems to be standing in the center of the balance, paying attention to the balance of light and darkness.