Chapter 49: Peeping into Private Desires (1) Jinjiang exclusively authorized the first release, protecting...
The two people's teleportation coordinates are bound together.
Annie didn't set the landing point on Submarine 01, after all, Lena was still a child.
The transmission stopped at the nearest technological planet, out of the influence of the Joker virus, and the communicator automatically restarted, reminding her to receive messages.
First came the invitation from the angel, bearing the official mark. Ani refused again.
Then came the list of rewards for the winners of the hunting mission. Due to the preciousness of the genetic evolution potion, it was personally handed to her by the mechanical employees working for Sky Technology.
Ani was not inexperienced like last time and took the initiative to set the delivery time.
After reading the official letter, Annie marked the unimportant messages as read, and then started booking a hotel in front of Ling Xiao.
Since she didn't turn on the privacy mode, Ling Xiao could naturally see the virtual screen in front of her.
He looked to the other side with an unnatural expression, and glanced at her hand on the screen... Just a human being in the universe, relax, don't be nervous... No, how can I not be nervous? The reproduction of the vine tribe only requires him, and Ling Xiao has never thought of allowing another intelligent life to join in this regard.
What do humans like? ...He couldn't help but rub his fingertips gently, recalling in his mind some of the most popular and best-reviewed adult films among humans in the universe. He didn't understand why such a scene would be so popular, and Ling Xiao was even a little worried that he would not feel anything.
Will she be disappointed?
Ani's face was rubbed by a vine. She concentrated on choosing the hotel's needs and raised her hand to grab the vine: "Stop it...you."
She stopped, and suddenly looked down, and saw several injured vines involuntarily wrapped around her waist. Under the textured skin of her waist, the tentacles that had been caressing through the clothes for a while also became alert and moved softly in her body.
"Brother Lingxiao." Ani looked at the green vines, "You are actually seriously injured."
He instinctively wanted to absorb nutrition.
"But," Ling Xiao whispered, "isn't it too late to send me to the medical center to recuperate now? Miss Annie, I don't think you will have a change of heart at this time."
"What? I have a conscience, okay?" Ani held his face close to hers and said with a smile, "Why do you say it as if you blame me? Didn't you do it voluntarily?"
Ling Xiao closed his eyes and let her get closer. His appearance was rather androgynous, and it was hard to tell whether he was male or female, but he was handsome and elegant. The trembling long eyelashes were close at hand, brushing across Annie's face with a slightly itchy feeling. Her eyes were filled with the other's scarred snow-white neck, the delicate and small Adam's apple rolling up and down, and his clear collarbone exposed.
The slender straight bone line flows into the bottom of the clothes, and it cannot be seen completely.
"It's voluntary." His voice mixed with a clear and fragrant breath fell in front of him. Ling Xiao lowered his eyes to look at her lips, gently touched the corner of her light pink lips, and then separated, passing by like the wind. "If this becomes an excuse for you to regret... and want to abandon me, I will blame you."
After the live broadcast, he became more proactive.
There is only one human city in the undisturbed outer area of M359, and the rest of the area is covered with shielding devices and has not yet been opened. The hotel she booked was about thirty kilometers away from the largest building in the city, a branch institute of the Association for Science and Technology.
For interstellar times, this is pretty close. However, since this city was occupied and destroyed by the robotic machines and rebuilt by humans, the level of technology was deliberately suppressed to be not too high.
Annie registered a StarNet account and used the communicator to swipe open the door.
Facing you is a very large bed.
On the bedside table were a few basic human toys, brand new and packaged.
Ani closed the door with her backhand. Ling Xiao, who was following her, stiffened for a moment. He turned around to look at the door lock and saw that it was locked.
At this point, his hidden worries and panic finally took over his entire mind. Ling Xiao's courage was rapidly consumed at this moment, leaving only the inferiority complex and habitual escape caused by various factors. He took a half step back, and was then suddenly pulled and grabbed by something unknown.
Ani held him down, lowered her head to his shoulder, and pressed her body on top of him: "It's too late to back off now. I won't let you go."
The soft bed was dented by the weight of two people. Ling Xiao's mind went blank for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said after a while: "Why do you say that... so horrible. You shouldn't be too excessive, right..."
These words were spoken as though they were a sincere wish for the evening ahead.
Ani looked up, her light pink eyes staring at him from above. A stronger fragrance emanated from her body. Ani supported her face with one hand and asked, "Ah, what is too much?"
Ling Xiao looked at her fingers in white gloves and said softly, "... if you have four fingers, I will say you are going too far."
Ani looked at her hands in confusion.
Ling Xiao circled her wrist and held it loosely. He wanted to be interesting, seem experienced, and make her feel interesting. But no matter how much he searched through his memories about human preferences, he couldn't hide the fact that he was nervous and awkward.
He gently bit the fingertips of the white gloves, and his teeth found the gap between the fabric and the knuckles, biting off the snow-white matte velvet bit by bit, revealing her white and slender hands.
Ling Xiao spit out the gloves and heard his own heartbeat. He took the initiative to tease her, but her ears turned red: "... Let me take a shower and get up first."
Ani didn't move, so she silently slid the tip of her thumb over the other four fingers and measured the width. The Fujizu under him instantly covered his face with the back of his hands. A bright red streak burned through his cheeks and spread to his neck, which was particularly obvious on his thin white skin.
"It will hurt if you take a shower with the wound." She was still wondering why such a wide wound would be excessive. "Well, what does that have to do with my hand?"
Ling Xiao turned his head, his emerald hair curled slightly to cover his eyes. He took a deep breath when he heard this, raised his hand and secretly glanced at her, and said uncertainly: "Isn't that so? I... misunderstood you?"
He exhaled and whispered, "My male gametes are OK, but they are pollen..."
Ani reached out and unzipped his shirt.
Ling Xiao was wearing a white coat, and the combat uniform underneath only had an exquisite white zipper to make it easy to put on and take off. She pulled it open with one hand, and paused on Ling Xiao's lower abdomen: "You can't use it."
He was quiet and looked at Ani in confusion, thinking that he didn't understand humans and that he had missed something.
Ani took off her coat in front of him, leaving only a tight waist-revealing vest. She grabbed Ling Xiao's hand and pulled it over, placing it on the pink arrow on her waist.
This mark looks like a tattoo, but when Ling Xiao touched it, he felt something strange surging. Then, the skin of the arrowhead gently parted to both sides, and pink, soft little tentacles stretched out, crawling wetly onto his hand.
Ling Xiao was stunned.
His other hand suddenly grasped the bed sheet, staring blankly at the pink tentacle reaching out, gently hooking his chin and lifting it up.
The two looked at each other. Ani tilted her head and looked at him sincerely and enthusiastically.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
In an instant, Ling Xiao's body turned into a vine and escaped from the bed to the door. The thin vine tried to pry the door lock urgently, but it couldn't be opened. The skylight was also locked and couldn't be opened. Before he got into the vent, the tangled vines were entangled by soft and moist tentacles——
Annie's tentacles wrapped around his vines like a tightly covered net. Ling Xiao couldn't escape. The tentacles entangled and enveloped him, covering his scarred green stems, leaves and buds. The fragrant pink nectar flowed on the green vines.
Annie pulled him back, forced him back into human form, and pressed his shoulder with one hand to return to the previous position.
Nectar dotted his hair, and Ling Xiao breathed rapidly, but with no strength. He avoided Ani's gaze, pursed his lips, and felt a small moist tentacle wrapped around his legs. He pulled off his combat uniform and threw it aside.
Ani's presence approached again.
He trembled a little, his lips moved, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "You..."
Ani kissed his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You." He asked incoherently, "You actually, you... you want to put this in... you want to use it?"
Ani compared her hands and said, "I'm very soft, don't worry."
"Why should I be so confident!" Ling Xiao raised his voice. His brain seemed to have been bombed by a large landmine. He was scared to pieces. He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking and buried his face in his arms. "You will kill me, you liar..."
Ani felt wronged: "It's unfair, I didn't say I would do this or that, you just made up your mind."
Ling Xiao's lower lip was bitten by him, leaving a dense tooth mark. He clenched his hands tightly around the fabric beneath him, his knuckles stretched straight, and a pink blush spread across the joints. He lowered his head and took a long pause, then said, "Let me get ready again, let me...ah."
Ani picked him up.
The tentacles were entangled in vines, and a small, wet tentacle was hooked around his calf.
Ling Xiao felt numb all over when he realized this, and he was picked up by Ani and walked to the bathroom.
She ran the water, turned on the shower, washed her hands carefully, then squeezed out something, making a gurgling sound in her hands. Ani put him down against the bathtub, squatted down, and applied her hands full of pink goo to his worst wounds.
The clear juice that seeped out of the plants blended with the nectar.
The sweet aroma overwhelmed the other smells. Ani looked at the rapidly healing wound, smiled with satisfaction and raised her eyes: "It seems to have become more useful, and can make you feel no pain."
Her eyes were smiling, and her pupils were sparkling with light. Ling Xiao's ankle was held by her, and he could no longer feel the pain from the scar on his knee. The complex emotions of nervousness and fear made his heart beat deafeningly.
He looked at her hand, then at the tentacles moving towards him. The tentacles are very delicate and the tips have a slightly transparent jelly-like texture.
"Is it really not painful?" Ling Xiao didn't have the courage to face it no matter how scary it was. He avoided the question and said, as if hypnotizing himself, "Ms. Annie, we, we are companions. Is this a pure friendship - um."
He was led into the bathtub by the tentacles.
The hot water soaked through his slightly cool body temperature. Annie pinched his chin and skillfully sealed his lips as he spoke nonsense. Once they kissed, their relationship became extremely close. Lingxiao's flower vines wrapped around her softly and snuggled up to her tentacles stickily.
Under water, she couldn't hear what the other person was saying. Annie put her other hand into Ling Xiao's wet hair and lowered her head to kiss him. His Adam's apple rolled and he was too weak to even react. She slowly let go and stared at him: "Who said that our friendship was pure?"
Ling Xiao took a trembling breath, and looked at her with his misty purple eyes: "...You said you would be gentle and gentle to me."
"I used to be very gentle." Ani approached him, her voice lazily turning around in his ear, "Brother Lingxiao, it's you who has been trying to run away again and again. Don't you want to cling to me? Didn't you say that you would treat me as your tree? If you keep trying to run away, I'll be angry."
Ling Xiao let out a breath, and it took him a long time to regain some sense. He raised his hands and put them around Ani's neck, half resigned to his fate, and half leaned softly on her shoulder: "Don't be angry, Miss Ani."
Ani narrowed her eyes and listened to him.
"Don't be mean to me, I'll be scared." He swallowed hard and awkwardly, his eyes turned to the tentacle again, and he pondered for a long time, "Just one? Just..."
Ani took him into the boiling water again.
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The next day, Ani extended her room.
She pulled the weak Fujin out from under the quilt and held him in her arms. Ling Xiao leaned against him, sobbing softly with hints of sobs.
Annie pulled out the tentacle.
Ling Xiao's voice suddenly stopped, and even the sound of his breathing became very small and weak. Her tentacles, which maintained a constant temperature of 36 degrees, were like a piece of charcoal pressed against his internal organs, causing a burning sensation in his abdomen.
He began to cry softly again, and the tentacles withdrew, but the pink nectar produced by Annie was also at this temperature. Ling Xiao felt like he was being pressed on a frying pan, tossed over and over. He wanted to escape, but every time he tried to escape, he was dragged back by the tighter tentacles.
His ankles were circled, and a pink tentacle was gently caressing the skin there at all times. The same went for his wrists and forearms. Her tentacles repeatedly grabbed him back, followed by Ani's deliberately provocative words.
At first, Ani really didn't like his evasion. But soon, she realized that after escaping, she could justifiably punish Ling Xiao, and she became interested.
She would prop up her chin with a smile and watch Ling Xiao trying to escape, watching his vines crawling down the corner of the bed. When Ling Xiao felt that he had escaped the danger zone, she would catch him back fiercely, and say to him gently and cruelly as if she had caught prey -
"The other tentacles feel lonely too, Brother Lingxiao."
In the end, Ling Xiao developed a conditioned reflex to these four words, and would feel difficulty breathing when he heard them.
He leaned on Ani's shoulder, sobbing softly, his eyes red.
Annie reached out and wiped away the pink liquid that was flowing out of his body. The sweet nectar healed almost all the wounds on his body, and his snow-white skin became delicate and flawless again.
The soft vines also have ligament spasms, and one day they are stretched to the point of breaking.
He buried his head in tears, his throat aching: "...I have taken good care of every one of them."
Ani kissed his forehead: "You are so good, don't cry, okay?"
Ling Xiao closed his eyes: "I can't stop... I, my eyes hurt from crying."
Ani reached out and covered his eyes, his wet eyelashes stuck together trembling in her palms. She leaned softly against Ling Xiao and hugged him: "I'll sleep with you for a while."
Ling Xiao curled up in her arms.
Ani hugged him and accompanied him to rest. She also knew that she was sometimes too harsh on Brother Ling Xiao - if the standard of being too harsh was really as wide as he said, she should indeed actively admit her mistakes.
But admitting a mistake is admitting a mistake, and correcting it is correcting it. These are two different things.
Annie turned and touched his lower abdomen. She did not intervene. The place where only ovules were stored was now carrying an egg of a mimic beast. The ovules of the plant were so small and squeezed into a corner by the eggs. He still hadn't adapted to it and was trembling slightly under her palm.
Ling Xiao was not asleep. His eyes were red and his purple eyes were wet with tears. When he looked at her, it was as if he was accusing her.
Annie suddenly felt that she was extremely guilty.
She withdrew her hand awkwardly and apologized to his ovule in her heart: I'm sorry, although the Vine Tribe is a wandering race without a home planet, their numbers are not very dangerous. Well... our mimics are almost extinct, the situation is urgent, I didn't mean it.
...No, she did it on purpose.
A Ni felt a little embarrassed. She let Ling Xiao's flower vines entangle her, stroked his eyes, and said softly, "Why are you so aggrieved? I've been coaxing you for a long time. Why can't Brother Ling Xiao coax me?"
Ling Xiao tilted his head and bit her hand, but he didn't use too much force and there was no mark left. He said hoarsely, "You are so bad. Don't call me that anymore. Just call me by my name."
"Oh." Ani nodded honestly and protested quietly, "But you always call me politely. You should also just call me by my name."
Ling Xiao opened his mouth, as if he would break some boundaries if he didn't be polite and respectful. He has always been a loner, and since he started wandering alone he has never been close enough to anyone to call them by their name.
He couldn't call out and hesitated for a while.
Ani opened her eyes wide and suddenly became confident: "You still need to consider it? We have come to this point. If you dare to say something about pure friendship again, I will..."
Ling Xiao raised his finger to her lips.
"It hurts." He moaned coquettishly, holding her cheek, and pecked her lips lightly with his red lips, "If you do it again, I will continue to cry."
Ani looked at him for a moment, then grabbed his hand and moved it down, muttering, "Is it so moist? It hasn't dried up yet."
"It's almost there." Ling Xiao glanced at her lightly, the vines wrapped around her, and whispered, "It's almost going to kill me."
Annie was stunned for a moment and blushed a little.
She was indeed gentler towards Ling Xiao. When he said that, Annie put each tentacle quietly in place, letting the vines wrap around her softly, hugging him and staying with him until he fell asleep.
He curled up in the quilt, resting his head on her shoulder.
The communicator that Ani placed on the other side vibrated. She carefully protected Ling Xiao's head, letting him lie on the soft pillow, then tiptoed over to get the communicator.
Fortunately, the mimic beasts are more like fluid than the vine tribe, and the vines are so tightly entangled that she can slowly get out without alarming Ling Xiao.
Ani put on her clothes, put on gloves, walked out the door and closed it gently so as not to wake him. She leaned against the door and turned on the communicator, and a new friend request appeared on the screen.
Strange, didn’t she set up blocking conditions? Ordinary fans probably can't find her contact number, and there's no way to add her -
Ani paused and saw the shining gold mark on the other person's nickname.
【Angel (verified) requests to add you as a friend. 】
Angel……
Angel? !
She took a breath and clicked through.
The next second after she got through, a message from the other party popped up. The content was very official, meaning that she could not be contacted at the delivery time she had set before, and that the genetic medicine and bonus had to be delivered in person, so please set another time and place.
Annie was stunned and scratched her head. She forgot such an important thing. Why didn't the deputy brain remind her?
Hmm, is it possible that every brain is thinking about how to get into Brother Lingxiao's body?
She messaged: Right now, at XXX restaurant, is that ok?
Annie thought about it and added: I'll treat you to dinner.
The message was sent not long ago.
Angel: Yes.
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Ani arrived at the restaurant early.
The restaurant is very close to the city center, only seven kilometers away. The waiter brought the tea. Annie looked at the tea falling into the cup and wondered if her hunting mission was so important. It turned out that an angel came and gave it to her.
Angels are different from other intelligent life forms that oversee hunting grounds.
His level is very high, and supervising live broadcasts is just an extremely ordinary and insignificant one among his thousands of tasks. There was so much information that he needed to process, but the angel actually came to deliver the prize...
Ani took a sip of red tea and thought quietly while holding the warm cup. She was a little suspicious whether she had revealed any flaws.
The footsteps were approaching this side.
Ani shifted her attention to her footsteps and raised her eyes.
Her fingertips tapped on the teacup and she saw a jade-white hand lift the crystal curtain that separated the seats. Under the curtain appeared pale lips and a nose that was as well-shaped and angled as a statue. The light from the restaurant passed through the crystal curtain, into his eyes, and then reflected from his silver-gray glass eyes.
Ani gripped the handle of the porcelain cup tightly and stared at him intently for a moment.
He was handsome, but not as good as Imorius... But what was he not as good as? The angel is so handsome that he has no flaws. Every inch of his skin and every centimeter of his bones are in the best position. Maybe even the number of his eyelashes is the perfect solution.
It wasn't until he sat opposite her that Annie suddenly realized that the only thing missing from him was that he was too perfect.
This is an extremely symmetrical face. Because of this, his perfection seems false.
Ani slowly relaxed her grip on the handle. Her gaze followed the other's silver-gray eyes, to his soft white hair, and then to the equally highly symmetrical wings behind him.
They were a pair of flawless steel wings, with a silvery-white luster covering every extremely fine metal feather. When he sat down, his wings spread out flexibly, making a cold metallic vibration sound.
He was wearing a white formal uniform with a badge and cufflinks of the same color, with a small amount of gold dotted on the clothes. Ani looked at the pure gold identity plate on his chest.
"You should be..." Ani murmured, "richer than me."
The angel glanced at her, placed the black box in front of him, raised his hand to pull out a light screen, and started recording.
"This is the reward for the hunting winner." His voice was always calm. "It's a 10ml bottle of genetic evolution potion. The rest of the money has been transferred to your Star Network account."
Ani opened the box, picked up the potion bottle and looked at it. Suddenly she remembered, "When Evolution 155 gave me the reward, he called me 'Master'!"
The angel looked at her in silence.
There was no movement in those silver-gray glass eyes, which stared at her silently.
Ani coughed lightly and said, "You can call me Ani, is that okay?"
"Sir," he began, "I want to recover the contraband you took from the hunting ground area."
He was talking about the instrument that extracts thoughts.
That thing is not on me, it is in the hotel. Ani looked down at the menu and pretended not to hear: "Well, now that things have come to this, let's eat first. What do you like to eat? This restaurant seems to be good at making dishes..."
When people are embarrassed, they appear to be very busy, but they don't know what they are busy with. As Annie spoke, she secretly looked at the angel's reaction, along with a bunch of messy little movements.
The angel's appearance was based on human males and extinct races in the universe, presenting an unnatural mechanical beauty. He lowered his eyes and looked at her hands poking at the menu.
"Also," the angel's voice was extremely cold, as if covered with a thin layer of winter frost, he said, "Sir Ani, there may be some problems with your registered identity."
The light screen beside him kept changing and stopped on a frame that had not been broadcast.
The picture zoomed in and played, showing the pink tattoo on Annie's waist. The two marks seemed to move slightly.
"Would you mind re-registering your age, mutation direction, and physical data?" he said. "The data will not be leaked."
Ani raised her hands to cover her face. She buried her hands in her hands and sorted out her mood, telling herself not to panic, then slowly moved away, ignoring these unfavorable topics, and looked at him with extra sincerity: "...Do you have any dietary restrictions?"
The angel looked at her in silence.
After a long time, when Ani thought he would not answer, the angel glanced at the menu in her hand and said, "I don't use energy chimera blocks other than the Sky Dome Technology S series."
“……”Wh, what?
Ani was stunned for a moment.
"I won't use electric energy bodies that don't meet the standards, or core crystals produced outside of the M galaxy." He said indifferently, "...I'm allergic to it."
Ani swallowed and said, "You...are allergic?"
"Rejection," the angel said. "The port doesn't fit."
Annie covered her face with the menu in her hand, looking at the food that only carbon-based creatures would be interested in. The dishes in the pictures were very rich. She turned this and that without any plan, and finally determined that he couldn't get a single bite of food here.
A pair of eyes popped out from behind the menu again, and Ani said to him embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you... Sister Li took the same nutritional supplements as me."
"It's part of how the virus behaves, mimicking what humans eat."
He was very calm.
Annie thought about the things that would meet his requirements and thought that his food was too expensive. This guy's body maintenance costs must be very luxurious. Even the outermost layer of simulated skin is as clean and translucent as jade.
She had no choice but to say, "You didn't tell me when I asked you out last time. Why is an intelligent being in charge of selecting pornographic films in the adult area so serious..."
Her voice gradually became quieter, but the angel still heard it. The pair of silver-gray eyes looked at her for a long while, and said, "Your data analysis report shows that you understand the advantages and disadvantages of many races and are familiar with a large number of historical documents, but you don't understand intelligent machines. Why?"
Ani said truthfully: "Because you can't produce new life... I'm only interested in races that are capable of reproduction."
"Intelligent life is also part of the life category," he said. "The Mother Goddess will cultivate new intelligent life. It will autonomously iterate, gain personality, and recognize emotions as the database grows."
This is true asexual reproduction. The self-pollinating vines allow her to stuff their tentacles in. Annie held her face and thought for a while, then moved her eyes downwards to look at the machine under his uniform.
She reached into her coat pocket with her other hand and touched the bottle of lubricant specifically for intelligent machines. I really don't know how this thing works... Can he really feel anything?
Ani looked at him.
The angel's eyes never left. "The bottle of lubricant you took away is no longer produced. Many years ago, there were indeed some related modules that could be installed autonomously, but this was a poor imitation of other creatures. Its form was to connect the energy systems of both parties and feel the surge of energy through the stimulation of electric current or other energy sources."
He knows everything. Ani withdrew her hand, ordered a few dishes at random, then held the black tea and drank it while pretending to be busy.
"Some models are incompatible, and poorly maintained bodies require lubrication before they can be connected." He finally explained, saying, "If you..."
"Have you installed it?" Ani asked him.
“That’s so offensive,” he said. “That statement.”
"I'm sorry." Annie apologized immediately and continued to pour tea, intending to go back and study hard on her knowledge of intelligent machines. She was just thinking about how to fool Angel and ask him not to delve into the matter of tattoos and equipment when she heard the other party's cold voice again.
"No," he replied.
Annie looked up at his calm face, and suddenly she felt an inexplicable courage. She moved closer, her fingers turned into the shape of a little man, and she quickly moved her two fingers to his hand, holding down his hand while he was looking at her.
The back of my hand feels like jade, warm and delicate.
"I want to know more about the Omnics," Ani said. "Would you mind telling me? Well, I'm very interested in you, and I'm only interested in you, an Omnic."
What is the "Love Manual" about? Ani immediately used human pick-up skills and said seriously: "We can go to the movies--"
The angel looked at her hands. "Movie?"
"Yes," Ani reached over with her other hand and grabbed him, "Romance movie. Well, if the mood strikes, we can also watch a romance action movie. I quite like yours, really."
The angel was quiet for a few seconds, then said, "Isn't that overtime?"
Ani: “…Oh.”
She slowly withdrew her hand, and just when her fingertips were about to leave his hand, the angel suddenly grabbed her hand with his backhand: "I just left the hotel room I booked with someone else, and you come over and say something like 'I like you a lot' to me. Humans are really fickle and heartless creatures."
"How do you know?" After being exposed, Annie just felt that the "Love Manual" was not omnipotent. She was not scolded at all. She was simply confused, "When we left the camera, we just set the same transmission coordinates?"
The angel's silver-grey eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "You should be glad that there are no hidden cameras in that hotel."
Ani: “…”
She suddenly realized something and leaned over to look into his eyes: "Can the camera be connected? Can all of them be connected? Or are there conditions - ah, what are you doing!"
The angel shielded her eyes and pressed her shoulders to make Ani sit back. He put away the empty black box, ended the recording, and said, "Show some respect."
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