Killer of this generation

There was a slight gap in the door, and the mechanical blades of the airship stirred the air, and there was a faint humming sound, constantly agitating the nerves of the eardrum, but it still couldn't cover up the charming and ambiguous sound that spread throughout the cockpit.

The soft trembling voice poured out.

"Uh... Yi... Yilu... ah..."

I have been forced to half-ly lie on the operating panel that controls the driving, and those rows of buttons with different shapes and shapes have gone from being knocked to the point where my back hurts to the current complete paralysis.

The height of the half-lying down just reached Illumi's crotch, and Finette had to wrap her legs around his waist to save some strength, her misty eyes lost focus, and her eyes were confused.

"Ah... ah... uh... stop..."

Intermittent begging for mercy overflowed intermittently.

"Well... already... already here... um..."

The exhausted hands barely blocked the man's solid chest, but he obviously didn't intend to let her go.

The sweep of long hanging black hair made her tremble uncontrollably, her restless big hand moved in an embarrassing place, fingertips rustlingly ignited a series of sparks.

"Ah... to Kuku poke mountain... um... already..."

Illumi ignored it, but shifted the battlefield from the towering double mounds to the side of the snow-white neck.He encloses her earlobe, and gently rubs that sensitive spot with the wet tip of his tongue.

"Hmm... Yilu... stop... you'll be found out... ah..."

Turning a deaf ear to him, she could only increase her efforts to push him away.

Illumi raised his head, and a hint of disappointment and dissatisfaction flashed in the depths of his half-opened black eyes filled with steam.He clasped her wrist covering his chest with one hand and quickly pulled it over her head.

"Why is Finette always avoiding me recently?"

Finette pursed her red lips and looked away.

Yilumifu lowered his head and began to gnaw at her neck lightly, like a child making trouble on purpose, leaving a string of his own imprints while making the sound of water.

A slightly painful and tingly moist feeling swept over.

"Hmm..." She closed her eyes tightly, moved away an inch with difficulty, trying not to feel the hot breath coming from her ears,

"No...no...what..."

Finette denies Illumi's accusation, she's not hiding from him.

"Oh?" But the rising tone clearly conveyed the speaker's suspicion.

Illumi leaned close to the tip of her nose, looked down at her, and at the same time stopped the big hand that was moving on the thigh.

Finette was finally able to breathe a little bit, and her irregular breathing caused her chest to rise and fall.

The blush on the cheeks made this half-dressed beauty extraordinarily shy.

Illumi watched her reaction blankly, and started circling her navel with his right hand again.

"Uh...ah..." Finette frowned, and twisted her body impatiently, "Itch...uh..." She bit her lower lip again and begged him for mercy.

At this time, the corners of Illumi's slightly raised lips were filled with a sense of pride.

Within a few seconds, Finette stopped struggling, and her uneasy twisting turned into a low-frequency tremor, don't move around casually, she found that if she rubbed down again, he should react to that part that was so close .

From the moment they exploded the dark room, got on the airship and set the autopilot mode to now, they are so crazy and indulgent, and it was hard to get him dressed just now, so all previous efforts can't be wasted.

Apparently, Illumi also noticed her little thoughts.

"If Finette's more and more shy refusals are intended to play hard to get," he paused, "I admit, you succeeded."

Illumi let go of her imprisoned hands on top of her head, straightened up and took a step back, her slender and smooth black hair hung obediently on her open chest again, he folded his hands on his chest, and spoke indifferently.

"However, it hurts to be like this after being together so many times."

He blinked, and brushed one side of the hair behind the ear with his slender white fingers to expose the ear, "I feel uncomfortable now, Finette."

Without leaving too much silence, he continued, "Do you want to go back on your promise to marry me or do you feel disgusted by having sex with me?"

Mi Ji said before that women always make impulsive decisions and then regret it terribly, but they don't know how to end this regret neatly.Of course, he also followed up with a conclusion, that it is more desirable to cultivate a loli.

Finette was taken aback. She wanted to struggle to sit up but found that her paralyzed lower back was completely uncontrollable. She hurriedly stretched out her arm, but failed to reach his neck, so she had to grab the corner of his clothes instead, "No, no, no!"

It sounded quite tense.

Finette shook her head vigorously, and said firmly: "Once you decide to catch it, you will never look back!"

"Catch it?" Illumi was puzzled.

"I...I..." All of a sudden, Finette's face flushed completely differently from before, and her hesitating appearance aroused Illumi's appetite. Illumi, who didn't care about breaking up, decided to wait for her next words.

He tilted his head, what on earth was she trying to say?

"I...I..." The heart skipped a beat when Finette thought of a certain word, and then, without any psychological defense, it jumped out of the chest and hung by the ear, pounding violently The drums were beat.

I don't know what's wrong, I think I'm not afraid of the sky

Not afraid, she felt so nervous that her spine was weak, her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound, her wandering eyes swept over his face over and over again.

Illumi propped his chin with one hand as if thinking.

"I...that...I..."

It turned out that it was okay to like me in the past, but now even expressing my love has become a very difficult thing for someone who likes and cares a lot.Clenching my fists didn't help, my strange pronunciation seemed to come from a vacuum universe, and I couldn't hear anything except the vibration of my vocal cords.

He will never understand the mixed flavors of nervousness, fear, fear, shyness, excitement, joy, and embarrassment in front of him like being under an X-ray.

Before, she could casually sleep with him without too much burden on her heart, but now she is afraid of seeing her own ugly and imperfect reflection in his black and white eyes, afraid that he will underestimate the love she first bloomed to him. Fragile and soft sincerity, what does he think of her, what kind of feeling does he have for her, this kind of emotion that she likes so much that she wants to hide away, even she herself feels inexplicable.

At this moment, she wanted to back down, what should she do, how should it end, this farce was directed and acted by herself?

"Ah!" Illumi suddenly let out an exclamation of sudden realization, alleviating her restlessness.

He stretched out his index finger and gently touched her forehead.

"Finette probably wants to confess to me."

He remembered what grandma said jokingly during the video call.

There was a soft and warm temperature between the eyebrows, and there seemed to be a faint sweet fragrance escaping.The eye sockets heated up inexplicably, and Illumi's appearance in front of her eyes began to blur and distort.

"I like you." Illumi's calm tone was rarely soft, she stared at him blankly, he blinked his big cat eyes, and his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.

"I guess you want to say that." The flat voice without ups and downs immediately scattered a warm pink.

What a shame, to be played.For a moment, Finette, who came back to her senses, thought so, but——

"Well, I like you, I like you, Illumi!"

Courage gushes out, like steam from a kettle lid opened, boiling, enthusiastic, without hesitation.

She looked at his expression seriously, for fear of missing anything.

Originally, the inadvertent caring that passed by casually, accumulated a little bit, and finally turned into a hopeless and irreversible liking. (Author's note: I don't know where I read such a sentence N years ago, and I feel that the description of the feeling of liking is very vivid and fit. The original sentence is no longer available, and the general meaning is like this.)

His gaze met her silently, and Finette looked away hastily and embarrassingly.

In the entire cockpit, only the low hum of the airship's mechanical blades could be heard, and the silence collapsed.

Confused, the air became frozen, and time passed by.

Could there be something else between them other than the seemingly intimate physical relationship of adults, that would be great.

"I... I don't need any answer from you."

Finally, Finette pursed her mouth, turned her head away, and grasped the messy open clothes on her chest indiscriminately.

"Then what if you can't catch it?" Illumi is always used to evaluating two diametrically opposite results before making a judgment. He is an excellent calm killer.

Finette turned her head, her clenched knuckles began to turn white, and her brown eyes showed stubbornness and earnestness. She answered him vowingly: "Once you decide to hold on, you will never look back; once you decide to give up, you will never go back." Definitely not going back."

"Tch." Illumi chuckled lightly, he leaned forward, pressed her back again, lowered his head and kissed her.

The buzzing of the mechanical paddles weakened a lot, the kiss was deep and cautious, and the desire that was interrupted just now revived again.

A low moan escaped from his lips again.

"Hmm...wait...y...uh...no..."

"Shh." Illumi said softly.

"It's not... Ah... Indus... Well..." Finette was still evasive.

Illumi stopped, turned her head and followed her gaze to the glass window of the cockpit.

Outside the window is a huge tarmac where the enemy Hakkas were beaten. The chief butler named Wutong is standing straight and waiting in the strong wind stirred by the airship propellers. The sharp eyes behind the narrow lens seem to pass through the thickening of the cockpit. Bulletproof glass shot straight in.

"Hush." ​​Illumi's bewitching voice rang in his ears, "Don't pay attention to him, let him wait a little longer."

"But... um... um..."

"Hush." ​​Illumi pressed a button, and the airship rose straight and slowly from the ground.

The author has something to say: in love, one person is emotional and one is calm.