Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

Even so, the doctor believes that they all know how to measure, but they didn't expect them to have such a big reaction, and now they can only bear the consequences caused by themselves.

Fortunately, the traces of the integration movement have been completely eliminated from all countries, and the doctor's official duties have been reduced by almost half, so he can spare more time to read the letters sent by the operators.

"Doctor, please drink tea."

When Hei on the side uttered the phrase that has become a daily routine, the doctor slowly raised his head and looked at Hei on the right.

However, as soon as the doctor turned his face, he felt the tea-scented cherry lips kissing his lips, and saw that Hei took the warm but not hot black tea into his mouth, and then directly fed it to the doctor mouth to mouth.

The tea flowed into their throats, and the roots of their tongues intertwined and moved. This extraordinary 'drinking tea' lasted for about a minute, and most of them were kissing each other.

The pair of beautiful golden eyes in front of the doctor's eyes glowed with water, and they sucked the tip of his tongue affectionately. During this period of time, the girls have become more and more open to the doctor, and there have been more and more kissing tricks.

After the lips of the two parted, Hei gasped and slightly curled the corners of his mouth towards the doctor.

"—Is it good, Doctor?"

"—I don't feel anything." The doctor showed a playful smile, stroking his long black hair, "Maybe we need to drink a few more sips to know?"

After being slightly taken aback, Hei took another sip from the teacup, this time she sat directly on the doctor's lap, put her arms around the doctor's neck with her arms around his neck, pressed the breasts against the doctor's chest, and fed the black tea to the doctor deeper and longer.

Half an hour later, the two didn't stop until the black tea was fed to the doctor through the black cherry lips.

And when Hei hugged the doctor's neck and kissed him affectionately, the doctor could still take the time to review the documents, feel the tangy aroma, caress the warm and soft waist in his arms, and the soft touch on his chest.

Although the black pair of smooth and plump thighs were on his body, the doctor endured very hard.

"Then don't bother the doctor."

After finishing the 'daily work', Hei got off the doctor, put the teacup on the tray, and left the doctor's office with a satisfied face.

Although the doctor's work today has almost been completed.

Regarding the order and purchase quantity of the polymer, and the treatment plan for the infected, the round table council is currently discussing. The question is just how much to buy.

After a rare and leisurely morning, the doctor lay down on the sofa in the office for a morning rest after lunch.

Although it was a lunch break, the slight weight on his body prevented the doctor from falling asleep.

So the doctor opened his eyes, and looked at the King of Propulsion, who was kneeling on his body at this time, with fluffy blond hair hanging down, who was entangled with the tip of his tongue.

The King of Propulsion has a lot of strength, his movements go from jerky to proficient very quickly, and his desire is very strong. Unlike the ghost shark's small sip, or the black cat's licking kiss, the Propulsion King likes to go straight into the doctor's mouth. Deep in the mouth, and then entangled the base of his tongue and moved vigorously, which was quite exciting.

At this time, the doctor lying on the sofa was like a lamb in her arms, allowing her to take whatever she wanted. The crowded sofa made their bodies stick tightly together, with their limbs, chest, and lower abdomen in close contact.

After the doctor opened his eyes, the King of Propulsion pulled away from the doctor's lips, with a trace of crystal white line, panting to apologize to the doctor.

"Sorry, doctor, I can't help it a little—"

"It's okay," the doctor smiled at the King of Propulsion, "after the work is done, let's relax together."

"Sorry to interrupt the doctor's nap."

"It's not a nuisance, after all, I haven't slept yet, and you came as soon as I lay down." Seeing the King of Propulsion's pretty face getting redder, the doctor put his hands around her slender waist and stroked her gently. "Let's lie down together for a while."

"--OK."

The King of Propulsion's intense heartbeat could not be stopped even by the towering chest, so she maintained the posture of leaning on the doctor's body, the weight of the two made the sofa sink slightly, and then continued to kiss the doctor's lips.

"Doctor, Doctor—"

Whispering softly, the King of Propulsion gradually tightened his arms around the doctor's neck, obsessed with it.

The lunch break kiss lasted nearly an hour.

—▽—

In the initial stage of captivity, Tallulah was like a calm and elegant black cat, and she could still behave calmly when she was locked in the box, because she had made all the preparations.

However, the real experience was completely opposite to what he had imagined. Instead of using torture on Tallulah, the other party even used unimaginable generous treatment to keep her in captivity, and then locked her in this luxurious room indifferently. Destroy Tallulah's patience and willpower.

This can't be seen from the fact that they even configured monitors for Tallulah. They have plenty of patience and time.

For endless changes, sometimes staying the same is the best way to deal with it. Until this time, Tallulah began to realize Rhodes Island's intentions and the real means to destroy her will.

Compared with Tallulah, W's state is not much better, and he has obviously begun to notice the man's intentions, but there is nothing he can do about it.

On the bed, two girls with snow-white skin hugged each other, silent.

"I feel a little tired." W said softly, rubbing her smooth pretty face against Tallulah's fragrant shoulders. "I'm so bored that I want to surrender to the enemy, so can Kingslayer really do it?"

"Crown to the enemy? Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

Feeling the softness of W's chest, Tallulah said indifferently.

"kill me?"

W pondered the meaning of Tallulah's words, then turned over and pressed her under him, their pretty faces were very close.

"Is it the 'happy death' kind of death?"

Tallulah didn't answer, but just looked at W's expression indifferently, and let her ride on her.

"Whether Kingslayer can do it, I don't know. If I knew, it wouldn't be like this." Tallulah rested on the soft pillow, and gently stroked W's smooth thigh with her slender fingertips, making the latter body trembling slightly. "We don't have a choice, but it's not as bad as you think, if you're patient."

W sat on Tallulah, his eyes were very indifferent, but soon returned to the previous cynical expression.