Milky ginseng teasing online

On the dim spaceship, there were a few unbearable murmurs faintly. Nan Xi was lying on the bed, his pale face was covered with cold sweat, his mouth was slightly open, his lips were pale, and on his left hand was a piece of ice that exuded coldness. A bruised arm was faintly visible under the ice.

Aesop is old, too tired during the day and sleeps very soundly at night, completely unaware of everything happening around him.

On the small bed in the corner, Nicola gently opened her eyes. She raised her eyes to look in Nancy's direction, and then struggled to get up while protecting her stomach. It was very dark on the spaceship, and it could only support the wall little by little Fumble forward until the light is turned on.

Nicola walked to Nancy's bed, saw his painful appearance, and frowned slightly with her delicate eyebrows.

She gently wiped off the cold sweat on Nancy's head with a wet towel, but Nancy's condition is not getting better, the bruise on her hands is getting worse, and she probably won't last long.

The two have been together since the mess happened. Nicola treats Nancy like her own brother. Seeing him in such pain makes her feel very uncomfortable.

She put down the towel and walked gently outside.

The spaceship is not big, and there are only two small rooms for people to live in. Ferrar hasn't come out since that day, and Nicola and others dare not disturb them rashly. As for the other room, the three of them live in it. , Lori moved a chair, and sat in front of the door with a big smile.

At this moment, Lori went nowhere. There was no one on the chair in front of the door, the door of the spaceship was ajar, and the sound of the wind blowing the yellow sand could be heard through the crack of the door.

Nicola hurried forward to close the door tightly. They didn't have the strong mental power of Sanatus, nor did they have the madness and publicity of Lori. They had to be on guard all the time, the only way to ensure their survival.

Nancy's painful voice came from behind her. Nicola looked at the closed door and twisted her hands. After a while, she took a deep breath, walked slowly to the door, raised her hand and knocked lightly. A few times, and then whispered: "Admiral Sanates...are you asleep?"

After finishing speaking, he held his breath nervously, stood up straight and looked at the door, but there was no sound in the room, and no one came out.

She frowned suspiciously, bit her lower lip, raised her hand again and knocked a few times.

The room was still quiet, without a single sound.

Nicola frowned slightly, looked at the door tangled, hesitated again and again, raised her hand to hold the handle, and gently opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a faint coldness hit, Nicola shuddered subconsciously, and was about to step into the door when there was a sudden sound of steady footsteps behind her, followed by a sharp chill came after itself.

Nicole froze her hands, turned around stiffly, looked up slightly at the tall man who suddenly appeared, pursed her mouth nervously, and was speechless for a while.

The scene fell silent for a while, and with a soft humming sound, a small bag suddenly protruded from the coat on the man's chest, and a small thing writhed in the clothes, the funny appearance formed a strong contrast with the man's cold eyes. contrast.

Nicola stared blankly at the small bump for a moment, then opened her eyes wide as if thinking of something, with an expression of disbelief.

As if feeling her emotions, the little thing in the coat suddenly arched, and then, a white and tender hand stretched out from the opening of the coat, and the small fingers grasped the man's collar softly. Humming a few times.

Then he stretched out his other little hand, holding a familiar little flower in his hand, and fluttered his little hand, and then, with a soft "嘿嘿", a little milk doll arched out of the coat, a small one Tuanzi, her smooth long hair is a little messy, her eyes are pure and pure like glass, and her white and tender face is a little red.

Nicola froze in place, disbelief and surprise in her brown eyes.

Gun Gun looked at the person in front of him, grinned softly, and his little feet were dangling happily. He held Xiao Hua, shook it lightly, and said childishly, "Hua Hua~"

"...Go away?"

Nicola finally came back to her senses, she looked at the little doll with surprise on her face, and her voice couldn't hide her joy.

Although the little radish suddenly turned into a little doll, it was more joy than surprise.

Rolling black and lovely eyes are bent like crescent moons, slightly raised the baby's fat little face, opened the small mouth slightly, and called out in a childish voice with a smile: "pull...pull..."

Nicole paused, her eyes flushed unconsciously, her heart was both sad and happy, he looked at Ferrar, and asked nervously: "I, can I hug him?"

After speaking, she looked at the man nervously.It is almost conceivable that he will ruthlessly give himself a back view in the next second.However, Feilaer only responded lightly, and put the cheerful little dumpling into her arms.

Gun Gun didn't hate the smell on Nicola's body, so he didn't have any rejection reaction. He sat in Nicola's arms, his body was wrapped in a fat robe, soft and small.

Nicola's heart was suddenly so soft that she gently hugged Xiaotuanzi, watching him play with a smile.

The tall man beside him suddenly stepped forward, raising his eyes at the same time, staring blankly at the figure of the man with his eyes wide open.

Seeing the man walk into the other room, Nicole was taken aback for a moment, and then belatedly remembered the business. Hearing the soft babbling of the baby in her arms, her face blushed immediately, and she quickly followed up .

In the room, Ferrar stood in front of Nancy's bed, looking slightly down at the uncomfortable young man.

It has been three or four days since he was scratched by Saji. Although he immediately froze the corpse virus, it is obvious that he has reached the limit at the moment. If this continues, Nancy will definitely turn into a corpse in less than an hour.

The name of Feral's god of death is written by countless blood. For him, killing is easy but saving is difficult.

Naturally, Nicola also knew this, so she just stood aside silently, without begging him to save people.

The room suddenly fell silent, only the sound of Nancy's rapid breathing, maybe he felt Ferrar's breath, he frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, but after a few days, the youthful young man couldn't even lift his eyelids When he got up and saw the person in front of the bed, he moved his pale lips lightly, struggling to get up from the bed, but because of his weakness, he collapsed back on the bed.

Hearing the sound, Rolling, who was playing with Xiaohua in his arms, stopped in a daze, tilted his little head, looked at the person on the bed with a pair of black and lovely big eyes, then smacked his little mouth, and shrank while holding Xiaohua.

After a while, seeing that Nancy didn't come over to tease him as usual, he pursed his lips in a daze, grabbed his big robe, poked his face forward, blinked his eyes, stretched out his little hand and gently He poked Nicola, raised his face, and asked childishly and softly, "Don't play with...fuck...?"

Nicola looked at Nancy's appearance, her eyes dimmed, and she said softly, unable to hide her sadness: "No, he's just tired and wants to sleep."

Gun Gun frowned and pursed his small mouth lightly. After a while, he suddenly stretched out his small hand to Ferrar, and softly called, "Hui Laer...Go Go...I want to hug you"

Hearing this, Feilaer turned slightly sideways, looked at the little baby with a steamed bun face, and pursed his thin lips tightly.

Ginseng was very small, but he was wearing a fat robe, his small hands were completely covered by the sleeves, and the ginger white sleeves swayed gently with his movements.

Ferrar approached, stretched out his slender fingers in front of him, hugged his fingers excitedly, and climbed up with hands and feet, he crawled along the man's clothes to his 'nest', and then He squatted down, holding his round face in his small hands.

In the man's pocket, besides the small ginseng, there is also a small water polo and a small red fruit, these are small rolling toys, all the bulging ones are put in his pocket, these are small rolling treasures.

Gun Gun looked at his little toys with some confusion, then sighed softly with his cheeks on his hands, shook his head pretending to be deep, then hugged his little red fruit, and staggered to the man's palm .

He hugged Xiao Guozi with difficulty, looked at Nancy on the bed, puffed his cheeks, and said softly, "Guoguo here... Sujuejue...you won't grow up."

Zi Che'an said that the little plants can't be lazy and sleep, otherwise they won't grow up.

Although Nancy couldn't open her eyes, she was still conscious, and her heart was both sore and tender.

Xiao Gungun walked in front of him holding the quilt, looking at Nancy curiously with his big round eyes, as if he didn't understand why he didn't talk to him, Nancy moved her eyes slightly, and tried her best to raise her hand to gently accept the fruit in his hand.

The fruit is very red. In the long yellow sand, such a bright and lively red color seems to have been seen for a long time.

He put the fruit to his mouth, and a strange fragrance came, and his body seemed to gain strength. He opened his mouth and took a bite of the fruit, the fragrance of the fruit spread in his mouth, and the numbness on his hands gradually faded away.

Nancy was dizzy, before she felt anything, Nicola who was beside her suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, his hands!"

Nancy froze for a moment, turned her head slightly to look at her hand, and then opened her eyes wide in surprise.

The purple marks on his hands are slowly disappearing, and the ice cubes covering them are also beginning to melt, and the quilt under his arms is gradually getting wet. After a while, all the ice cubes have melted, and the wounds on his hands have disappeared. Even if he couldn't use his strength, he could clearly feel that the lost vitality was slowly returning.

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