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Xier's sweat fell on Kong's thighs. Her hair became more purple because of the blue heat sink and exuded a mysterious luster. She looked like a beautiful butterfly landed on a branch, flapping her snow-white wings constantly, as if dancing a butterfly dance to court a mate.
And those red eyes were different from the usual "serene" blue. When she started the hunting moment, she actually had a bit of the aura of a ferocious beast. She could grab both of Kong's arms with one hand and put his resistance behind her back.
"You're making me so ticklish—ha..."
"Wait, slow down, why are you more impatient than me?"
"Because this place is too hot! It's so hot that I'm sweating all over. Hey, are we going to suffocate to death in its skull?"
"Although the air is a bit stale, it has a need to dissipate heat, so there must be an exhaust system. Don't worry."
"That means it's okay, right?"
"Wait a minute, let me think about it first."
"You actually need to plan this?"
"Because I'm not sure if this place is safe? And if the 'grey power balance' of the Creation Engine is disrupted or any circuit is damaged so that it can't be started, wouldn't our trip be in vain-"
"Don't use academic terms that I don't understand. You've already said that this robot isn't the point. Accompanying me is the point. Come on, it's not fair that I'm the only one to admire you."
Under Xier's leaping and somewhat rough manipulation, Kong could only watch helplessly as his windbreaker and the belly-baring top underneath disappeared, cleverly hung on the pipe like dried meat.
The girls underground were indeed quite aggressive - or maybe Xier was the best among them, which made Kong a little uncomfortable. You know, even when she was rolling around in the sand with Dixia, both sides had a brewing period of at least twenty minutes. Xier didn't want to do that. She just wanted to skip that stage and get straight to the point.
"Very solid—much more substantial than before."
She patted Kong's stiff shoulders, admiring the muscle lines there, looking very satisfied, as if it was her new sickle, new weapon and she couldn't let it go.
"Is 'having material' used to describe men...?"
"Why not? I tell you, your arms are much stronger than the boss and Luca's. They're really powerful."
Xier, who had completely let go of her attitude, spoke more casually.
"Really? Such a high rating?"
"Of course, there are other female cadres in Dihuo who think highly of you, but none of them are as pretty and proactive as me, so they definitely don't have a chance - when they discuss you privately, they say they want to lie on your mermaid line and that they like the shape of your legs. Tsk tsk, those lecherous words should really be recorded for you to listen to."
When women discuss men, they are no more reserved than men discuss women; they may even be more frank.
And from the moment Seele started boasting about her beauty, Kong knew that she had entered a "frenzy state" and was somewhat overexcited. She would not easily stop until she achieved her goal.
But the note left by Black Swan really concerned him - it would be better not to let Yi Ting record this kind of memory. Moreover, Black Swan said frankly that she likes to collect some high-value memories and keep them as treasures. This means that strengthening Xier's memory here is very likely to become her private collection.
At least when he was with the girl, he hoped to have less surveillance and more private space. He could only turn to a goddess who hated pure love for help again, hoping that she could use her divine power and domain to protect them and temporarily stop the curious eyes of the outside world for a while.
Not only were there some covert snooping, but the recorder on the Creation Engine itself also stopped working under Kama's influence.
Although she usually did not do anything, this was Kong's request after all, and she did her best to create a barely suitable occasion for the two anxious lovers, and to remove her own will from this area which was equivalent to a sealed place.
In her words, there are so many scenes of being immersed in love that she is too lazy to appreciate them. It turns out that uglier love is more worthy of appreciation and enjoyment.
"what--"
"Hmm? Did it hurt you? But I was already very weak."
"No, I just didn't expect you to attack out of the blue."
He might have three or four vampire girlfriends that he had talked about in vain. Of course, fake vampires also have the habit of biting people's necks. The bite that Seer gave his shoulder just now was very similar to Theresa's habit when she was wearing the Moonlight Armor, which made him react for a moment, as if the one he was hugging was another old lover.
His guilt surged at the thought of other female companions.
"...Blow for you?" Xier blinked with some heartache when she heard that. She had no real idea of Kong's physical strength and was actually worried that she would really bite through his skin and cause harm, so she blew two breaths of hot air towards the location of the teeth marks.
"111, will the boss really give it to me?"
"state--"
When the gangs were still active in the past, Dihuo had cracked down on many underground gray industries. When Xier heard Kong's jargon, she knew he was teasing her, so the next second after his gentle breath, a violent blow fell on his head.
"There's no such thing, and I can't do it either."
……
Since the creation engine was designed, the space inside the head was not intended to accommodate people for long periods of time, and it does not have compatibility with the cockpit. Not only these electronic devices, but the volatile body temperature of humans becomes hotter the further back you go. Although it is freezing outside, it feels like both of them have been thrown into a sauna inside. It was so hot that Xier had to kick off her short boots and half of her white rubber high forks.
These two were clearly enjoying their "youth", but in the end it was as if they had just taken a dip in a bathhouse, with Xier's hair all hanging down.
"No... I'll definitely catch a cold if I run out..."
She was breathing heavily and wiping the sweat from her forehead with her hot pants without any mysophobia.
"...After I calmed down, I felt like I was fooled..."
"You just realized that? I thought you were just looking for an excuse to do it right then and there."
"Damn it, you didn't refuse firmly enough, did you?!"
The way these two bickered afterwards was consistent with those overly realistic stories of men and women eating and drinking. What was left after a storm was not necessarily a clean street, but a field of mud and chicken feathers.
Of course, they would not let such a thing escalate from bickering to a quarrel. In fact, Kong had already made up his mind halfway through the conversation. Seeing that Xier was in such high spirits, it didn't matter whether the guy who left the note was a black swan or not.
And because Xier's body temperature was very high, she was sweating profusely, making the air, whose body temperature was almost constant, seem to be showered by rain.
"You sweat for a while, I'll clean it up."
"Do you really need to clean it? Well, if you leave it alone, it won't stop starting, right?"
Xier muttered something, still kicking the air lightly with her calves, finding it somewhat amusing.
"Of course not. At least the humidity must be normal. Not only the water, but also the salt stains left behind will affect the operation of the circuit."
"Is it so troublesome... um."
"Now you know how hard the maintenance class is, right?"
Sora squinted his eyes, as if he had transformed into a ground crew uncle. He took out a mop and started to clean the battlefield while nagging.
"...At least I haven't messed around with women in Gundam before."
"Oh, then I really grabbed an interesting memory."
Xi'er lay on the pipeline casually, using it as a hammock, with one leg swinging casually, and sweat that had not yet dried dripping down her toes. It was obviously because of the excessive heating of Huo Teng, but she looked relaxed and comfortable as if she had just come out of the bath:
"You have something - now I can understand why your old lovers are desperate to get close to you. Even if it's only for ten minutes, all the unhappiness I have accumulated from staying up late on patrol for the past month will disappear."
She turned over and lay on the pipeline, as if she was treating the wire as her empty body, hugging it, and her eyebrows and eyes were slightly shining like a butterfly's linden powder.
It was hard to tell whether it was a glance that didn't belong to her, or a certain carefree satisfaction. Anyway, being stared at by that kind of gaze, Sora actually had the urge to squeeze himself in between Xier and the pipe and enjoy her coverage.
"Okay, the memory has been strengthened and the system has been overwritten. Next time, I will ask the rangers to bring in the device to replace the core energy source. We can then activate this robot friend to fight for the true protection of Beloberg."
Kong stroked the processor with satisfaction. Just now, in order to prevent Xier from floundering around, he had deliberately guided her to a place where she would not cause serious damage. However, the design of the City Builder was indeed very solid. It could still function normally after seven hundred years.
"Aren't you coming back for an encore?"
Xierqiyi's gaze was finally non-aggressive - it should be said that in order to make Kong interested in her proposal, she deliberately made herself a little confusing, without the raised corners of her eyes and the vague smirk like before, but with flat lips and drooping eyes, like an enlarged version of her counterpart.
It is indeed quite confusing... I can only say that in this regard, both of them have learned without any instruction how to deceive and squeeze the air more efficiently.
"Do you know what encore means?"
"I went to the Grand Theatre during an event in the upper-class district...some of the young actors got off the stage and immediately got into the luxury cars of the government officials. They called that an encore."
“…No, although the location and the crowd are correct, the original meaning of the words has been misinterpreted.”
Kong never thought that there would actually be a day when he would have to teach a Beloberg official language class to a Beloberg local.
"What should I do now?" Seele didn't seem to intend to delve into the interpretation of Sora. Now she had surpassed Nata and Bronya by a lot, and in a sense she felt quite sorry for them, but there was no regret medicine now. The next choice she needed to make was to show off in front of her girlfriends or keep this secret like a taciturn person, and then one day when the other party showed off, she could calmly say "Oh, but we did it a long time ago" and silence the other party on the spot.
Just thinking about it makes me feel more refreshed, and even the aftertaste seems to last several times longer.
"I have already said hello to Ji Zi. You can board the train temporarily for the transfer. But if we teleport back now, I have to prepare a change of clothes for you and borrow the shower room."
Kong was in a dilemma: "Why don't you just clean up... so that Pam won't see us in such a disheveled state when we are sent back to the anchor point."
291.Okay, okay, dear
After a thrilling battle, it is natural to have a bath that brings pleasure to the body and mind.
Underground, the supply of fresh water in non-mechanical settlement areas is intermittent. If Xier had not maintained her own cleanliness and maintenance at Nata's strong request, she would have been the kind of person who would keep Khan in the cold for three days without changing her clothes.
Everything on the train seemed too dreamy to her. The moment the warm water from the shower head flowed over her body, and the smooth feeling of her sticky hair being smoothed by shampoo, made her feel so refreshed that her soul seemed to tremble for a moment - there were actually such enjoyable things in the world.
After taking a shower, the hot towel and hair dryer handed to her by Kong made her feel light-hearted. Not only that, there was also a small welcome party waiting for her outside the observation car when she stepped out of the room.
Although the adventurous life of the unknown guests is accompanied by endless risks, at least on the train, Akivali - no, Jizi and Pam will never treat friends who intend to board the train badly. Even if they are just staying temporarily, they will prepare a simple welcome party and afternoon tea.
Of course... Kong had already helped Xier drink the coffee that looked like foam from the Chinese medicine residue before she could take a sip, otherwise Gao would have been branded as "the train trying to poison its allies".
Kama, who had been a background board for a long time, recovered his physical body from his misty state and sat down next to Xier, almost pushing her and Paimon off the sofa.
Looking at Xi'er's stunned look, a malicious smile appeared and never disappeared:
"What's wrong? Haven't you recovered yet?"
"No, I just feel a little guilty about enjoying your hospitality while my brothers and sisters underground are working hard."
Xier's words lacked sufficient rhetoric embellishment, but the sharp contrast between the train and the living standards on the surface of Yalilo pulled her down from the cloud of indulging in pleasure with the man just now, and returned to her identity as a cadre of the Earth and Fire.
"…Thank you for hosting me, but I have to go back."
She had just done something so exciting. Now that her body and mind had calmed down, she thought about it and realized that the previous madness seemed to have entered her mind, urging her to make substantial progress with Kong as soon as possible. For this reason, she chose an occasion that was neither safe nor romantic to do things in a hurry.
Nata said that the fear of death, that is, the desire to survive, is the direct cause of human desires in that aspect. She further analyzed that after experiencing many wonderful things with her companions and being reminded by Nata, she was so greedy for emptiness, maybe because she... began to be afraid of death?
No, she had been afraid of death before, but after she knew there was such a wonderful man in the world who was worth possessing, she was even more afraid that she would not be able to leave a mark in his memory and on his body. But now, Kong's soul and memory contained proof that she had existed - proof that she had lived.
...What an ugly biological instinct. It turns out that I just released the "beast" in my heart.
Girls will also have some time to think about the right and wrong of what they did when they were drunk, but it is more difficult for them to calm down than men.
"Are we going back now?"
Pam liked Xier's straightforwardness and gave her another serving of pancakes with some regret.
"Haha, I'll come back to see you after I've dealt with Cocolia, conductor. I'll have time to prepare some gifts next time." Xier squatted down and tried to pinch Pam's furry ears, but was gently brushed away by the other party:
"Don't make it a premise to fight and kill - what is it called, in airline passenger terms, raising the flag?"
"Yes, it is to raise the flag."
Kong hung up the "phone", moved out of the guest room, walked behind Xier and patted her shoulder, telling her not to be so serious, it was not like herself anymore:
"…The messenger just got back to me. Black Swan has been out of contact for a while and is tracking down a guy who might be a meme believer."