A bit inappropriate for children, we only describe the part above the shoulders.
The lying woman was supporting her head with her hands and flipping through the magazine expressionlessly, as if the panting man behind her and the actions the man was performing had nothing to do with her.
"Tsk, be careful." When the woman turned the page, her fingers were cut by the edge of the paper due to the 'uncontrollable' vibration, and she looked back with dissatisfaction at the person behind her.
"Hug, I'm sorry... I'm almost here..." The man was still trembling, raising his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead from time to time - fat people are not suitable for 'violent' exercise.
The woman pouted and continued to return to the magazine "Liszt's Weekly Shopping Guide". Do you still remember this magazine? "It's so expensive, these things." The woman was probably pushed out of her body, and she was worried about what was going on. There was no sense of involvement in the matter, "Especially the 'Kozier' stuff, I had no idea about it before and didn't cherish it at all. It's a pity."
The fat man's expression was a little uncomfortable. Men should know that being distracted at this kind of moment is the worst. And the reason for distraction—“You, you think I’m poor??”
"No." The woman replied casually while turning the pages of the book, "It's just that in the past, I was provided with these things by the Sabbat, so I didn't have to buy them myself."
The fat man's movements sped up a bit, forced by distraction, the feeling of urging his body to finish quickly, "You, you miss the past... Oh! I want..." After a brief peak that probably had nothing to do with happiness. , the bed shook twice, and his fat face fell next to the women's magazine, "Do you regret it? Now?"
"No." The woman pulled a blanket over her back and covered herself. She glanced at the bloated body of the man next to her and covered him, "I don't regret it. That's not life, that's captivity."
The key words have appeared. These two people are the inheritance couple who have been married for only half a year, Linda from James's neighbor in the west, and Cliff, a South Side country bumpkin from Barton. Well, when we got married, we predicted that this 'marriage by agreement' would be tragic, and now it seems that it is really tragic.
Cliff stared at the ceiling and gasped, wanting to say something, but his mind was a little empty.
Nothing matters, what matters is the act of lying on your back and looking at the ceiling.
Linda felt Cliff holding his breath next to him and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"Yes, there is something in the ceiling..." Cliff said, subconsciously reaching out and holding Linda down. It's protection.
Linda looked at the fat arms pressing on her shoulders with a strange expression, "Sweat."
Cliff looked a little embarrassed. He retracted his wet hands and grabbed the pants that were left beside the bed. After putting them on, he stood on the bed with a frown and stared at the ceiling. He was very sure that the shadow illuminated by the fireplace fire was abnormal. twisted a bit.
Linda's body lying on the bed began to tilt, sliding towards the deep part of the bed until she was stopped by Cliff's feet that had created the 'hole'. The stomach stopped.
Linda frowned, curled her lips and threw away the magazine. She pulled the blanket around her body and stood up on the bed, looking at the ceiling. "What are you looking at?"
"Shadow." Cliff pointed to the shadow cast by the chandelier on the ceiling, "Did you see it? There is one lamp leaf missing."
Linda pursed her lips and looked around, "Is the window somewhere open?"
It's daytime now. Don't criticize the time these two people choose to carry out certain activities. We should be clear that the purpose of this agreed marriage is for this certain activity. These two people didn't care about day or night. They were taking care of the audience's senses by closing the windows and drawing the curtains.
Linda was still looking for a light leak from the window somewhere. Her body was suddenly lifted up, and she pressed against Cliff's sweaty fat in a daze, feeling the jump and pressure. When Linda came to her senses, she found that she was being stuffed under the bed.
"What are you doing!" Linda couldn't hold back and hit Cliff's face with a headbutt. He pushed the edge of the bed and stood up with an annoyed look on his face. He grabbed the blanket that was wrapped around him and looked at the fat man who was covering his face and huddled on the ground with no kindness. "How many times have I told you, first move your mouth and speak! Then move..."
"Well, that doesn't look light." A third person's voice appeared, it was Bumi who had to step out of the shadows, "He just wants to protect you."
Linda turned around and looked at Bumi who came out, and the twisted and pulled shadows around him that seemed to be released and bounced back to the walls, the ground, and the ceiling.
"Novel." Linda frowned. Her first reaction was to look around. There were only two light sources in the room, the heating fireplace and the chandelier. This meant that the area in the room was occupied by shadows... Probably being analyzed. Linda, who was in her own situation, suddenly raised her eyebrows, and then rolled her eyes at her own—there was no need to analyze the situation, anyone who came was not an enemy.
Linda knelt down and patted Cliff, who was still curled up on the ground. "Thank you, but please don't do this kind of thing in the future. I don't need protection..." After finishing her words, she saw Cliff's fingertips. Linda pursed her lips as nosebleed leaked out, "I'm sorry, I'm going to get the medical kit, you guys..." She glanced at Bumi, and the meaning in her eyes was, 'There must be something wrong with you coming here. 'Turn around and leave.
When Linda left the room, Bumi knelt down in front of Cliff with a magical look on his face. He started talking as he said, "Marriage is not simple." The cut wrist was already facing Cliff's mouth, "I'm pretty I admire you."
"How much have you seen?!" Deliberately, Cliff bit Bumi's wrist with all his strength.
"Not much, just about to climax." When Bumi saw Cliff's bleeding stopped, he immediately withdrew his hand without wasting any of his own blood. "But you are so alert. I am going to give you time to breathe. But you discovered me right away. Why, do you have this kind of experience in preventing peeping? "
"The bad habits from the past! It's none of your business!! What are you doing here! If someone comes to me, let her call me directly! No need to send anyone to my house! Especially a disgusting guy like you in the dark!"
Leave this 'her' alone for now.
"Watch your words, I might be offended, and I don't have a good temper like Zach." Bumi didn't have a smile on her face, so she was serious.
This is a bit strange. Bumi asked Chapman not to abuse the shadow man Wander, but smiled at him. He didn't seem to have much affection for Cliff, the inheritor of the Barton alien race at the same time.
Cliff pursed his lips, and it was obvious that he was holding something back, "What are you doing with me?! I clearly told Sibella that I am no longer involved in Barton's affairs! You are here to do it again..."
The 'she' just now turned out to be just Sibella. As for the meaning of these words, you should be able to imagine that the Barton aliens are Sibera's allies, Nofil is the wizard's ally, and the allies of the allies should also be allies. When Nofilebumi showed up here, Cliff didn't think it had anything to do with Zach at all.
Well, now we can understand why Bumi doesn't have a good impression of Cliff. It's because Cliff, as a member of the Barton race, is no longer an ally. The inheritor wants to concentrate on creating humans and retires. So there is no need to treat him as an ally, just as a passer-by. This is the attitude Nofei Le has towards passers-by.
"It's not Sibella, I came here myself." Bumi interrupted Cliff, "I'm looking for a place to practice fighting with Zach. Grande is not suitable, and Barton only has such openness and convenience in the South District. After walking around the site, I feel that your farm is very suitable. The structure is similar to Grande’s and no one will disturb it.”
"Wha, what?!"
"I'm not asking, I'm taking your farm, Cliff."
"you… "
"Agree." Linda came back with the medical bag, although it was no longer useful. "We are just two humans. This is the request of two vampires. We have no position to say no."
"Listen to your wife, Cliff." (.)