Chapter 1482 Interstellar Rescue Team 30
Four hands reached out towards the two people on the bed at the same time.
Wen Jing frowned almost imperceptibly, then turned around in a very casual manner.
He almost completely enveloped the person in his arms.
Song Jinhuan instinctively hugged his waist tightly, and although she was under him, she didn't feel any pressure from the weight.
Apart from the increased contact area and the gradually accelerating heartbeat in the other person's chest cavity, there was no discomfort.
Dwarf 1: "Inseparable."
Dwarf 2: "He's too heavy to move."
Middle-aged man: "Useless! This is a perfect mother body."
Dwarf 1: "What should we do?"
The middle-aged man said, "If they really can't be separated, then send them to the prison in the Abe Swamp."
"Send the rest of the people over there as well."
The bodies of those men were also of very good quality.
It has to be said that the human genes of the Foggy Night Planet are something they are truly envious of.
And they strive to maintain their original appearance even after inhabiting their bodies.
The genes of the Zerg can, within one or two years, turn a once-impressive body into something short, ugly, and bald.
The group left the room.
Before long, the water in the kettle began to slosh around, and the whole room sounded like an old-fashioned train carriage, with the sound of something running fast coming from underground.
Song Jinhuan released Wen Jing's waist, tilted her head slightly, and saw the man's taut chin.
"General Wen, get up."
Wen Jing shifted slightly, her voice tinged with discomfort, "I'm sorry, Commander Duan, I'm a little unwell right now."
Song Jinhuan turned her head uncomfortably, shifting it from below him to the side, facing the ceiling, and took a deep breath.
I almost suffocated.
"Is something wrong?"
A thin blush appeared on Wen Jing's usually indifferent face as she said helplessly, "My hand is numb."
"Please give me some time, it will be done soon."
Song Jinhuan then realized that the reason there was no feeling of pressure from a heavy object was because the other person's arms and slightly bent knees were pressed against the bed.
She probably put pressure on his forearm until it went numb.
Song Jinhuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you, General Wen."
Wen Jing lowered her eyes, her breathing slightly heavy.
The neckline revealed when a girl turns her head is soft and delicate, fragile and easily broken.
If it's bitten, it will definitely leave a very noticeable trail of marks.
Wen Jing controlled his breathing, his eyes deep and serious. "Commander Duan, can you do me a favor?"
Song Jinhuan readily agreed, "Of course!"
The girl suddenly moved her head, and her beautiful face once again assaulted his senses.
Her disordered breathing almost betrayed her current level of endurance.
In an instant, it was back to normal.
"Could you get the medicine bottle from my backpack?"
Song Jinhuan blurted out, "The one that suppresses aphrodisiacs?"
Wen Jing hummed in agreement.
Song Jinhuan reached behind his back, touched the zipper of Xiao Ge's shirt, and took out a bottle from inside.
Just as he was about to open it, the man's voice suddenly rang out, "Could you please feed me?"
Song Jinhuan had been planning to do just that, and readily agreed, "No problem."
Wen Jing's lips involuntarily curled up slightly, and she finally swallowed the pills she was given.
It's kind of...delicious.
Desire to destroy the world: 68.
Song Jinhuan guessed that the other person must have been suffering from lust just now, but was trying hard to suppress it.
He did not offend her in the slightest.
He's a very nice person.
"General Wen, we should be inside the insect breeding ground network. This room should be the small space used for transportation." Song Jinhuan made this guess based on what the middle-aged man said.
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