Chapter 307: Tremor

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Gacharin made Tanville for the first time. This city, with a population of nearly 40 million, is too large and overwhelming, entrenched in the plains in the night, silently and sadly.
The hustle and bustle of the past has become a yellow flower yesterday. Buildings and blocks are scattered in a messy way with few lights. The traffic in the memory is endlessly illuminated and never sleeps. Now, it is so rundown.
In the dark night, you can vaguely see the ruins and broken elevated flying highways. On both sides of the street or in the corner of the ruins, some figures swayed in the bonfire. These people are the original residents and original owners of this city. Now, they can only quietly surround the campfire to warm up, watching the beating flames daze.
The only place that seems bright may be the sixth block not far from the palace.
Although most of the houses in the block are still silent in the darkness. But at the moment, the endless stream of flying cars on the main street, the bustling crowds, the brightly lit hotels, and the nightclubs still make the place look colorful and lively. Here, there are few places where Gacharin is present today.
Several well-dressed middle-aged people chatted in front of the luxury flying car, talking and laughing. A team of patrolling soldiers walked past them.
These soldiers still wearing the traditional uniform of Gacharin, led by a second-class lieutenant with dark skin. This is not surprising. Just in front of hotels and nightclubs not far from the patrolmen, there are also inferior-looking people who are crowded in and out.
Gacharin's national segregation system seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.
Everyone knows that the armed forces representing the royal family and the old forces have been eliminated. Now it is the expeditionary army of the Republic of Feiyan and the democratic regime they are about to build up.
Despite some discomfort, but now that the Liberal Front has stepped onto the stage and the Independence Army has announced the program of democracy and equality, who dares to take the national hierarchy as an example? For some nobles and most Vibos, as long as those inferiors do not ride on their heads in reverse, they are already satisfied.
The new order was quietly established in the sidelines. Life can no longer toss. What will happen in the future, let's take a step by step.
The patrol gradually walked away. Dozens of girls with some clothes on their backs flinched out of the dark corners in the cold wind. They stood again at the junction of the lights and the night, showing their bodies wearily and numb , Solicit business.
Occasionally, these pale women will look back enviously at the magnificent Tanville Hotel not far away, looking forward to meeting a good guest today, taking them in, and washing them in a warm and clean room. Take a bath and eat something. All they need is this, they are willing to do everything they can to serve the guests comfortably.
Tian Xingjian lives in a luxury suite on the eleventh floor of the hotel. After being dismissed from his post and taking off his insignia, he was no longer suitable to stay in the base. The room was opened by Douglas and did not require him to spend a penny. This dumpling felt that he was taking a lot of money, so he decided to enjoy it as much as possible before the deadline for returning to Leray.
The living room is spacious and splendid. Bright chandeliers, soft antique sofas, thick cashmere rugs, precious oil paintings, advanced automatic service systems, and sufficient heating make everyone returning from the battlefield feel as if they have entered heaven.
The sandalwood dining table near the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was already filled with food from the waiters. The red wine in the goblet, the purple napkin, and two candles make the atmosphere of the room a bit ambiguous.
Bonnie wore a light blue dress with long red hair on her back, revealing a beautiful swan-like white neck. A pair of slender and delicate collar bones are perfect enough to make people reluctant to remove their eyes. The V-shaped embroidered neckline reveals a fair and smooth skin. The plump and crisp chest, even against the slender waist, is even more upright.
She sat at the dining table so gently and skillfully. The arm, the chest, the waist, the soft that lightly pressed against the chair, exuding the charm of a heart-heaving nest everywhere on the body.
"So ... you were removed from office?" Bonnie frowned slightly, and the fat man invited to dinner. At this moment, this guy went to sit across from him and couldn't speak.
The fat man is dealing with the big meal in the plate, nodding his head with something in his mouth.
"Wood!" Bonnie gritted her teeth. This guy carefully selected the clothes, this guy has not seriously read it from beginning to end. Ask in the noble circle of Gacharin, who Bonnie eats with is not a uniform! It's really charming to throw it to the blind!
Bonnie pretended not to see the fat man nod, and stretched out his hand to twist the fat man. When he saw the fat man, he looked up in confusion, and said: "What are you talking about!" Ears.
The fat man didn't notice Bonnie's abnormality, and said with aggrieved face: "I just nodded."
"Not seen!" Bonnie decided not to be reasonable.
"Oh." The fat man half closed his eyes and nodded desperately: "See you now!"
"Bash." Bonnie always couldn't see the fat man's seemingly honest face, and couldn't help laughing. He covered his mouth with his hand and stretched his foot to kick the fat man under the table.
The fat man was amazed by Bonnie's smiling fireworks. This was the first time he saw Bonnie wearing such a formal dress. Even in the Mythical Legion, Bonnie he saw never wore a uniform. His obsessive gaze turned around Bonnie. My heart trembled, and my mind suddenly flashed through the hazy memories, and the two white on the ancient spaceship were pale.
Bonnie naturally didn't know the slutty mind of this bitch, and was panicked by his obsession. He raised the knife in his hand and threatened: "Are you looking at people like this, don't look!" like.
"Oh!" The fat man lowered his head honestly.
"What will happen to you after you leave office?" Bonnie glanced at the fat man. She hasn't forgotten that this guy played this seemingly honest and shy virtue in front of herself in the Mythical Legion.
"Back to China." Tian Xingjian picked up the wine glass and shook it. Through the glass, he clearly saw the expression on Bonnie's face dim.
"When are you leaving?" Bonnie bit her lip gently.
Tian Xingjian took a sip of wine, put down the glass, and looked at Bonnie seriously: "It's not me leaving, it's us walking together."
"Bah." Bonnie's slightly frowned brows spread out in an instant, and she blushed and said: "Dream, who will go with you."
The fat man was born with a bad personality and his mouth was even cheaper. Now he smiled and said, "It is the nineteenth division. Our entire division will be ordered to withdraw Lelei. They will go with me."
The knife in Bonnie's hand ... gently moved ...
"Of course!" The timid fat man immediately softened: "including you!"
"Don't go! I'm who you are, what's the matter of returning to Lelei with you." Bonnie opened her face and said quietly: "What's more, how do you explain to others."
"Bonnie ..." The fat man gently took Bonnie's hand and said softly: "Some words, I want to tell you long ago."
Bonnie's long eyelashes quivered: "What?" Gently earned in his hand, let him hold it without breaking apart, just breathing, and gradually hurried.
The fat man said lovingly: "I forgot."
Bonnie burst into tears and fell on the fat man. The two rolled over and fell on the thick carpet. Bonnie pinched the fat man's neck angrily and anxiously, hoping to pinch the dead fat man.
When the twisted body calmed down in the friction, the atmosphere became more ambiguous.
"I want to protect you." The fat man lay on the carpet with a low voice: "I don't want to hurt and grieve the woman I like."
Bonnie riding on the fat man's lap, staring blankly at the fat man's face. Let him sit up and cover his lips with warm mouth. There is a blank in my mind.
Women, always waiting for a strong man. Bonnie knew that she had been his woman since the day she was captured by the fat man. I myself, in these days, have been hopelessly in love with this silly fat man.
Bonnie's curled hair was scattered. On the charmingly pretty face, two pink blushes flew up. Bright eyes slightly open, eyes blurred. There was a refreshing fragrance on his body. Between the indulgence and entanglement of the lips, the fat man's warm big hands got into her thin skirt.
Bonnie screamed, trying to escape. However, the two big hands that walked away seemed to have some magic power that made her unable to resist. The body that just got up a little bit fell again. This time, the strong reaction of the soft buttocks between the legs of the man made her as soft as noodles, lying in the arms of the fat man.
A pair of full is covered by the fat man's hand. The warmth in the palm made Gacharin's first beautiful woman tremble, a kind of uncontrollable numbness spreading all over his body, and finally rushed out of his throat, turning into a touching and moaning softly.
The temperature in the room seems to be rising linearly. Once the is stimulated, it is like a flood that opens the gate, and it can no longer be stopped.
With light twists and slow twists and turns, the fat man's tactics that have been tuned through countless years are so powerful. Bonnie's body, as his hands swam all over the body, shivered more and more, softer and hotter. The blood-blowing curve was twisting and rubbing in the arms of the fat man.
During the tumbling, the two men's clothes were quickly thrown aside. A strong, a graceful, two naked bodies entangled. Bonnie's snow-white breasts, cherry red bumps, plump buttocks, and wet honey valley. On the sofa, on the carpet, in various poses, he was arbitrarily condemned by the fat man.
In the shocking sound of the slap, groaning moaning endlessly, like a startled bird in the high place, like a stone creek in the low place, a pipa jumble in the urgent place, and a slow singing like the Tsing Yi. Weeping like a cry. I only heard that the fat man became more aggressive. He couldn't even dream of it. Noble and elegant Bonnie was so amorous in bed.
Finally, until Yun Shuoyu rested, the sofa, the carpet, the bed, the bathroom, and the whole house was in disarray. The fat man with a super-physical physique still has a little sense, and Bonnie is so soft that she can't even lift her finger. Only lying on the chest where the fat man met, the star eyes closed, unable to catch gasps.
This moment is so beautiful. Bonnie listened quietly to the fat heartbeat of the fat man. I just felt that all the pains of the past had disappeared at this moment. From then on, she was not the first beauty of Gacharin, not the proud nobleman, the stern colonel, she was just the woman under the man, now and in the future.
This man will be her world, her master, everything about her. And she is just a traditional, husband-respected Gacharin woman.
I hugged so quietly, and I didn't know how long after that, there was a rapid beep. That was the communicator that the fat man threw in the living room.
Bonnie blushed with a cup to cover her chest and trembled with two peaks. She came down from the fat man and sat on the bed. Her blushing long hair fell down, and she could not lift her head shyly.
The fat man ran smoothly into the living room, picked up the communicator and looked at it, but it was sent by Niya who was staying at the base. Thinking about it now or not, I switched on the communicator. As soon as the visual screen turned on, Nia's pretty face appeared on the screen. As soon as the communicator was switched on, Bonnie in the bedroom heard Nia scream.
Needless to say, the fat man must have connected the video communicator without clothes.
After a while, the fat man walked into the bedroom with a pale and sweaty face. His eyes glazed straight. Bonnie asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
The fat man shuddered: "Milan is here."
"Milan?" Bonnie looked at the fat man in horror. For a moment, he couldn't understand, what is this Milan, which can scare the fat man like this.

I deliberately spent a lot of time writing such things, and I found that writing these, maybe just like drinking, was originally drunk, drink, drink, drink too much, the natural amount of wine is just fine.
In order to describe my feelings in the future, I will be familiar with it and take it lightly, so please hold your nose and watch. Don't pinch the wrong place.
Recently, I will speed up the breakthrough and try my best to conceive the following plot. Perhaps it is slow. Please forgive me. When I can get up fast, I must write as much as I can and write for ten hours a day.
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