Chapter 71 Chapter 71 Breakthrough

The call ended and she walked into the bedroom. Carl was sleeping in the adjacent room with the door open and the two beds separated by a wall.

Before going to bed, she lay on the massage chair, her aches and pains rubbed away, and she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

A voice drifted out of a cave, light and airy. "What are your plans after the war?"

The shadow of the eyelashes fell under the eyes, red blood streaked the cheeks, and the reflection was reflected in the blue eyes. The golden hair was like silk, but sadness climbed onto the face.

As they spent time together day and night, she learned to read his expressions, pressed the power button, and called him to her side.

"What's wrong? Are you not used to the place?"

She patted the handle of the chair, asking him to come closer and reached out to unbutton his coat. There were only two of them in the room, so there was no need for him to wear such a stiff coat.

Every time I see him, he is dressed up and even has his home clothes ironed. I don’t know what time he gets up and goes to bed.

"If you want to go back, I'll apply and see if it can be arranged."

He grew up in a wealthy family and may not be used to the life here. There is even no water or electricity.

The man shook his head. It was not that he disliked the material environment, but a call he received in the afternoon from home.

He wished happy holidays to his grandmother, cousin and others. Everyone gathered together to ask about his recent situation and hint at the progress of their relationship.

After learning that the two had been together for a long time and were still in peace, his family was puzzled and advised him to cherish the opportunity.

He tried hard, but she wouldn't take the bait, and the ending was always expulsion. He didn't understand why she rejected him, and was ridiculed by ghosts, who believed he lacked charm and was unwilling to use him.

Karl was not annoyed. After all, the other party did not reject him. He was fully prepared for this and was looking for an opportunity to break down the wall between them. She was very tired these days.

She looked forward to the holidays as usual.

Even though his hands were unbuttoning his shirt, he knew that as soon as he reached out, the other party would withdraw his hand.

She likes to take the initiative, which makes her feel safe and as the initiator and terminator of actions, she is in control from beginning to end.

The coat was taken off, and the tight fabric outlined the figure, with every move clearly defined. On the side of the upper abdomen, the serratus anterior muscles were arranged diagonally, like shark lines.

She stared straight at him, and with difficulty averted her gaze. This was seduction, wearing such tight clothes! She was not a gentleman.

It was just talk. She cleared her throat, handed back the coat, waved goodbye, tilted her head and glanced sideways, not daring to look again.

The man squatted down and lowered his head. "My quilt has been eaten by mice. I have nowhere to go. Can I sleep with you?"

It was an obvious hint, and the other party suddenly sat up in surprise from his chair, but neither agreed nor refused.

"What about my food?"

At this time, was she only thinking about the vegetable garden? He lied that he had taken measures to prevent rats, and drew her attention back again, "Is it okay?"

“…” When she got up at night, she seemed not to hear the sound of the mouse chewing and was a little hesitant.

"I'll get a bed tomorrow, just for one night."

She begged repeatedly, with a pitiful expression that made her look helpless. She agreed, but the bed was small, so they had to squeeze together.

"It's okay, let's rest."

She had nothing to be shy about, so she took off her coat and went to bed. Karl took care of all the clothes anyway, and he had seen a lot of them.

They were sleeping in the same bed, very close to each other. Her hand accidentally touched the firm lower abdomen. She was so scared that she closed her hand and turned over to lie on her side.

The quilt seemed a little short, not even covering his shoulders completely. I was afraid he would catch a cold. "Would you like to move closer?"

Her breath blew away the mist behind her head, and she placed a hand on her waist, lowered her arm, and with her palm covering her navel, the man leaned over.

She almost immediately became nervous. He had such a strong presence, and she felt a little hot. She turned over to face him and communicated with him, saying, "Hold me, I can't sleep."

He should have understood. She held her wrist and put it back in the space between them. They looked at each other, and the man suddenly sat up, supported himself on the pillow with one hand, and leaned over.

Thinking it was a goodnight kiss, she didn't dodge it, but it wasn't on her forehead, brows or cheeks, it was on her lips, which were like elastic jelly, the inside was moister than the outside. The tip of her tongue pried open her pearly teeth, entangled with them, making a sound of water.

The kiss lasted a while longer, and she felt a little breathless. She reached out to push him away, and felt her mouth was swollen. It should be over, but it wasn't.

After a short rest, the man moved closer again, the fragrance emanating from her skin. She was forced to tilt her head back, her hands reaching for her back to fasten the fabric. It seemed too intimate.

When he stood up again, she gasped for air, her chest rising and falling slightly, but he had simply taken off his shirt, leaving his pants loosely tied around his waist. Even in the dim light, she could still clearly see his beautiful figure. He seemed to be sweating from the heat, his blond hair was in wisps, and the young man seemed a little excited.

"How about another day?"

She always felt that this was not safe and could lead to an accidental discharge of the weapon. Her psychological defenses were on the verge of being broken, and passion and reason were fighting. She was not a monk, so it was impossible for her not to feel anything.

Turn off the lights. At night, the quilt rolled over and there was only one person lying on his back on the pillow. The protagonist gritted his teeth and made no sound.

It was just a simple service, which only took a few minutes from start to finish. Her hands and feet were weak, like she was raking noodles, without any strength at all.

A kiss fell on her cheek. Her head was buzzing and her reaction was slow. She felt sleepy and lay down with her arms and legs spread out, closing her eyes.

The man picked up his shirt, walked to the bathroom, and began to shower. He knew that one should take things step by step. In an inconspicuous corner, the ginkgo tree bloomed, its fragrance bursting forth.

A night passed.

The next day, when she woke up, the person next to her had already gotten up and brought her breakfast. She looked at the messy sheets and recalled that she was still a little dazed when she was kissed.

His skin was thin and naturally white, and he could still see the marks she had left, as if she had pinched him too hard.

She lay in bed, thinking for a long time before deciding to get up and face reality.

When she washed up, she regretfully discovered that there were also strawberry marks on her neck. But what she didn't know was that even more obvious than this was his scent, which soaked into her skin and mouth.

During the meal, she learned exactly the expected vacation date for everyone. In the early morning, Ares sent a message asking her how she slept last night. She turned off the screen and decided not to reply.

After dinner, she saw Karl's back as he bustled around in an apron. Perhaps she shouldn't avoid the relationship between the two.

Xu Shanshan: "When it's over, let's go traveling."

"us?"

"Yes, you and me."

Carl nodded in agreement and said that he could go anywhere. The other party then began to calculate the time and expenses, opened the account and checked the balance.

Karl: “You set the time, I’ll apply in advance, don’t worry about the money.”

Rich young men are just different.

The ghost was not allowed to get close, and when he saw the two of them again, the sweet atmosphere lingering between them was noticeable even to him, as they smiled foolishly at each other with drawn eyes, and the man didn't even feel jealous anymore.

What happened?

He had no practical experience, nor any feeling, and there was nothing in his memory. When he used other people's experience, it seemed like there was a layer between them, but he finally analyzed it.

Looking down at his round, cute body and the hard metal shell, he knew he was not a human being after all, at least not in this carrier.

But it is still easy to cause trouble for him, seeing what he heard, the two of them made promises to each other, the bitch is good at tricks.

In the distance, Ares occupied the signal point and squatted there for an hour. The other party replied with one sentence and then disappeared.

Falk: "Captain, it's my turn now."

He was about to go over when the man turned around. Time had passed and it was time for him to leave, but suddenly a message came.

A picture shows a white hand resting on the shoulder, holding a tissue to wipe the sweat. Next to the hand, behind the neck, is a long scratch.

No one showed their face, but he recognized the small mole on their arm.

He asked who the other person was, but he didn't reply. Instead, he continued to post other perspectives, which made people imagine and feel envious and jealous.

Carl received many unfriendly messages that night, which spread quickly. He only replied to Shan Hao, telling him: There is no one else, so there is no need to worry.

On the day of the reunion, people arrived early and the kitchen had just started cooking. She heard voices coming out, many people.

There were people who were not so familiar to him, such as Wang Mang and the members of the Snake Team, who invited him to sit down and have a meal, but he declined and said that it was not necessary and they would leave after just one meeting because they had to escort civilians.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

She took off her apron and hugged everyone she hadn't seen in a while. Then, Captain Jie went to the kitchen. With so many people, there might not be enough room, so they had to find an empty dormitory.

Everyone had a meal together outdoors, the atmosphere was lively and they were chatting animatedly.

She finished her meal and when she left the table she bumped into someone who hadn't changed yet. "I'll walk around twice."

Bruno: "I'll accompany you."

"good."

The two of them walked along the embankment beside the vegetable garden. The path was not wide and required careful observation. When her feet stepped on the compacted ground, she saw the seedlings in the field and remembered their agreement.

"This is a vegetable garden, not an orchard." So they couldn't pick fruit together, the man explained. It didn't matter, they had already eaten on the way.

The two of them walked under the moon and walked a long way, but they hadn't seen each other for a long time and felt a little strange for a moment.

"Are you all doing well?"

Bruno: "It's good. I just missed you."

It was too straightforward. The tip of her shoe hit a stone and she stopped. “How long will you stay here?”

I can't stay for a few days, and I can't be as good as someone else, but I have to show up anyway, so as not to be forgotten in the ditch.

As they were talking, the computer suddenly rang. She answered it and it was her boss calling. It was so dark that she couldn't see his face, but she could see him.

A routine call, explaining that he couldn't come because of something, asking her if she needed anything, who was around, reminding her to be safe, and finally having fun.

The conversation between the two transcended the relationship of superiors and subordinates and was full of warmth. Bruno listened quietly. At the moment the computer screen went off, there was a burst of sparks and all the lights went out suddenly.

"careful."

She took the man's outstretched hand and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm very familiar with this road." There was a power outage, it would be fine after a while.

Bruno thought this was unsafe, lit the flashlight, took her to flat ground and sat her down on a chair.

Xu Shanshan: "What are your plans for the future?"

He couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so he asked tentatively, "What about you?"

"I want to go to other towers."

Bruno: "Are you... alone?"

She shook her head in denial, "Go with someone else."

A lion rushed out from the night, leaped onto the bench, stopped between the two of them, tilted its head and leaned against her. A male voice followed, "Of course you came with me~"

"Sorry, you're not invited to our trip for two."

Who said she went with him? She looked at the man who came out of the night with annoyance. He did change his clothes, but they were messy.

Seeing her frown, he came over, picked up the lion and sat in the middle, explaining: "I met an old woman this afternoon. She had difficulty walking, so I accompanied her all the way. That's why I'm late."

She was not angry. She was worried that he was hungry, so she asked him to go eat first, but Ares refused, "I'm not hungry." They finally met, and he wanted to take a good look at her.

The kiss mark on his neck had not completely disappeared, and the man's smile faded.