What Han Yuliang did not expect was that the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine was really not busy at all.
She appeared next to him half an hour later and replaced Naboko, who had been impatient.
haven't seen you for a long time.He waved his hand and greeted him.
The Japanese white porcelain doll nodded at an almost invisible amplitude, probably as an answer.
Today she changed into a Lolita dress with many complex and gorgeous accessories. Walking in S.D.G's camp, she could no longer attract any attention. All the uniforms who passed by were wearing military uniforms, without looking at each other from a distance, and those who were close to each other stood at the spot and saluted without any fluctuations in their expressions.
As a correspondent who keeps in touch, Shiliu Ye Blood Wine is obviously more in line with Han Yuliang's appetite than Fukuanna Boko. There is no big conflict, and he is also beautiful enough.
But the biggest disadvantage of being with her is that she has no chance to speak.
Are you going with me tonight?
Um.
You should be able to do it, right?
Um.
Then why don’t you do it?
There is no more yes.
She didn't seem to be interested in questions that could not be answered with um or shaking her head.
Where are we going now?Han Yuliang's phone has no signal and is bored, so he can only tease her.
He thought to himself, I am your boss’s distinguished guest now, and I have just made a transaction and I don’t dare to turn against you.
She pointed to the dormitory building that looked like a high-end apartment in the distance.
Go to your residence?
Um.
Wow, is this a date?
She shook her head, and the sound of her small foot stepping down suddenly became a little heavier.
Then, I'm not kidding, why are you asking me to do there?
rest.Sixteen Nights Bloody Wine finally spit out two words.
So, Han Yuliang came to her residence.
Just like the appearance of the Sixteen Night Blood Wine, it is a young girl who looks comparable to Yi Linling. There is a very wide high-end large flat floor inside. Every bedroom is like a girl's boudoir, full of pink princessy atmosphere.
He believed that no other women he knew would stick to this style of decoration after finishing high school.
The cloakroom is full of Lolita dresses. There are several display cabinets in the study where the bookshelf should be placed, which are filled with SD dolls dressed in various styles. The audio and video room is full of idol combination photos with unrecognizable names, and CDs with three shelves.
Walking in such a house, Han Yuliang felt that he could not find a suitable place to sit.
Moreover, it is completely impossible to believe that the owner of this house is actually one of the five core eligible people of S.D.G.
If Lian Ying's residence wants to surprise him even more, he may have to put a fake dick with suction cups on it.
Undoubtedly, even if Ren Qingyu came, he would not clean up the room independently, and it would be impossible for Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine to take care of it by himself.
She glanced at Han Yuliang who was walking around and pressed the screen in the entrance several times with an expressionless face.
Three minutes later, two capable female special forces members rang the doorbell and reported.
In just a few dozen seconds, they covered a bed with the snow-white list they brought, arranged matching pillows and bedding, and then ran to the entrance to stand at the center and saluted, reporting loudly about the completion of the task.
Sixteen Nights nodded, and when they left, they stepped over, pointed at the bed, then sat on a rocking chair, and took out their cell phone from their pocket.
Why are yours signaled?Han Yuliang was not interested in going to bed.He didn't believe that he couldn't take the words out of a woman's mouth.
Permissions.
Not bad, finally we can chat.He went over to find a place to sit down, and even patted him before falling into his butt. Can I contact the outside world?
She didn't raise her head, and stretched out a hand to show her palm to him.
What does this mean?Want to buy Lucai?
cell phone.She doesn't sound very patient.
He thought for a while, took out his phone to unlock it, and handed it to her.
She chose a signal source, then entered a long list of complicated passwords, and gave them to him, and continued to lower her head and started playing.
Han Yuliang took the opportunity to glance at her screen.She is playing a game of dressing girls, and it seems that she can decide the outcome by matching the scores.
Aren't you hot?The room is so strong.He retreated, took a look at the phone and had a signal, and picked it up and dialed it to Xu Ting.
Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine shook her head.
He took off his coat and connected there.
Hello, Lao Han, are you okay?As you walked, the tracking signal suddenly disappeared. Sister Ye couldn't contact Lian Ying, so she was so anxious that she was almost crazy.
I'm fine, I can't go back today, I'll take the train tomorrow.Someone is willing to help me, I will do a task tonight.What's specific, I'll talk about it when I go back.Where are you two?Still on the way?
No, Dr. Xue knew that President Chen committed suicide in order to save her, so we went to pay our respects specifically and left Mrs. Chen just now.I was about to go and have dinner with Dean Zhao.
You guys are not panic.
I just thought it through when I drove away, what's the use of panic?You are the backbone of the family and the pillar. If you are about to collapse, there will be chaos in the world. Why should I take Dr. Xue and run back in a hurry?If you really want someone to help, it is also Sister Ye’s job, and I can’t do it.I see, don’t take the train, we will find a place to deal with it all night, and wait for your phone tomorrow, and you will answer it and go back.
Han Yuliang thought about it and said: That's good.Then when you arrive at your residence, give me some information and give me the address.If I finish my work early in the evening, I will go to you directly.
Xu Ting heard that he was safe and in a much better mood, and said with a smile: Then Dr. Xue and I, how many rooms should we open for you?
Just open one, I may not be able to go there.Two rooms are a waste of Ah.
Why do I think I want to open a room and build a big bed room, and you will definitely come here at night.Are you planning to give me the achievements of a friend of the doctor?
You have to drive tomorrow. I'm tired. I'm really going, so I promise not to harass you.
Xu Ting sneered and asked with a smile: Is Dr. Xue’s voice loud?
I suggest you buy a pair of professional soundproof earplugs, slow rebound type.
Xue Chanyi's very calm professional advice came next to her. The two beds were separated by a distance in the opening bid room.This will minimize the impact on your sleep quality.
You can't let him bear Ah?Xu Ting couldn't help but smile and replied.
If he shows up tonight, I can't help it.The contrast between Xue Chanyi's tone and content made Han Yuliang immediately decide to finish Takeda Zhengyan tonight and leave.
He chatted with his cell phone for a while, and then passed a lot of time. After reporting his safety to Ye Chunying, he looked at the news for a while, and then turned his gaze back to the exquisite living doll that was so close to him.
It's amazing. After returning home, the movements of the Sixteen Night Blood Wine became very light and slow, as if they entered the slow motion of the movie. I don't know whether the energy-saving mode was turned on or the extraordinary speed of the body was deliberately controlled.
Sometimes, the sense of incongruity brought by the slowness needs to be offset by the frequency of rocking chair shaking.Otherwise, Han Yuliang would even feel that the flow rate of time around him was no longer normal.
After a while, something even more outrageous happened.
She put down her phone, closed her eyes, and fell asleep on the lace-covered recliner that looked like a cradle.
Well, little girl, the guests you are entertaining have not eaten yet!You S·D·G are a bit rude. At least you can take a meal to the staff cafeteria?
Han Yuliang rubbed his belly, simply got up and walked into the kitchen, and opened the huge refrigerator with the mentality of not being able to steal fragrance.
The fresh-preserving layer is filled with desserts.
From simple and basic styles like pudding cookies to gorgeous styles like tiramisu and rainbow cheese, there are Chinese snacks like bean paste cake, wife cake, and glutinous rice noodle, as well as dafu cake, royaki, and yam soup.
This full warehouse, Ren Qingyu might be so excited that his eyes lit up when he saw it. Han Yuliang looked over and seemed to see a huge candy jar, so sweet that his tongue was greasy.
He looked up and down a few unwillingly, and there was no flesh.
He had to close the preservation and open the freezer.
Finally there was meat, but they were all finished products that could be eaten simply by processing. It seems that the owner was not interested in cooking.
It's good, he closed the door, stuffed a few cheese intestines into the microwave, and waited for a tingling sound, and took it out and feasted.
He ate until he had finished all the cheese sausages before he wiped his mouth and opened the kitchen door.
Sixteen nights, I didn't wake up from my bloody wine, and it looked like I was asleep.
But Han Yuliang didn't have the courage to harass this person for the time being, so hesitated for a while, lay on the bed specially prepared for him, wandering around, and meditating and practicing martial arts.
In the evening, Shiliu Ye Bloody Wine opened her eyes, slowly stretched out a one-eighth slow-release waist, jumped out of the bed, walked to the Rococo Feng's floor-to-ground dressing mirror, sorted out her appearance in an orderly manner, and stood there, looking at her own mind, and became stunned.
The little leather shoes she wore looked warm and didn't have a good performance. There would be a crisp sound when she stepped on the terrazzo floor, so Han Yuliang discovered that she was awake at the first time.
He observed for nearly seven or eight minutes before realizing that the woman seemed to be able to stand in front of the mirror until the end of the world, so he had to speak out: Sixteen Nights, don’t you need to eat?
She slowly turned her head, and there was an illusion on the other side of her neck that it was actually a spherical joint doll.
Then, she nodded in a very personal style and walked to the kitchen. After a while, she held a large tray of desserts in her hands, put them on the table, pulled over the chair, jumped up and sat down, arranged two pairs of knives and forks, and pointed to the teapot at the other end of the room.
Han Yuliang sighed, strode over and took the teapot and sat opposite her. You just eat these all day long, aren’t you afraid of getting fat?
She slowly poured two cups of black tea and pushed half of the dessert into front of him, as if she hadn't heard the problem.
Hiss, is your character Ah who wants to force the screenwriter Ah to write lines to death?He frowned and picked up the teacup, no interest, and asked: Is there water?I don't like drinking this.
She shook her head and pointed to the kitchen.
So only the faucet can drink normal water?
He forced himself to drink some black tea and ate the food that was so sweet that it invaded his taste buds with a bitter face.
But he also admits that as an energy supply, desserts are indeed excellent.
It seems that strengthening the ability of qualified people is not completely beyond the laws of the world.
Just like his internal strength, he also needs to replenish it by taking a lot of food intake.
From the third mouthful, Han Yuliang was almost unable to taste the taste. He felt that his mind was filled with frosted condensed milk chocolate. After eating this food for three days, he guessed that the semen he ejaculated would turn into honey.
I really don’t know how this woman keeps her face and eats her.
I ate a meal for nearly an hour and a half, and there was almost no dialogue.Han Yuliang finished eating in five minutes, and the remaining eighty minutes were more than sixteen nights of blood wine.
If watching the big eater eats to stimulate appetite, watching her eat in slow motion can probably help lose weight.
After eating, she went to the bathroom for a while, went out and entered the cloakroom, and spent more than an hour.
If Han Yuliang hadn't had a signal on his mobile phone right now, he could go online and flirt with his family, and he might have to hang a spider web on his body.
The result was no surprise. Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine changed into Lolita.
Perhaps in order to meet the needs of nighttime action, this dress has a deep purple tone and its style has turned into a dark gothic.
To use the method Yi Linling likes to make a metaphor, it is probably from the Bavarian natural system of Cuixing Stone to transform into a purple painted mercury lamp.
And with the name Blood Wine, it is very delicately complemented.Her body seemed to have wine mixed with plasma flowing, which was thick and solidified into the dark night-killing color.
Walk.
Following her into the elevator, Han Yuliang's cell phone lost the signal again.
Hers was still unaffected. She looked down and put the screen in front of him and shook it.
He frowned and glanced at it. It was a message sent by Han Xinluo.
Han Yuliang, I forgot to tell you that this world is very unstable, and there should be other intruders from other time and space. If you insist on not working with me, help me find someone similar to you, it is OK.I am not referring to the companions who come with you, but other people who come from different worlds from you and are currently hidden among the countless people.According to the rejection and aggregation theory of some researchers, you should have a natural attraction to each other.I believe that fate will arrange for you to meet.I have verified this theory and it is very effective.
You already know what I want.I believe you understand very well what I can give.So, let’s not say more, I wish you all the best tonight.
A different world?Are other time travelers?
Theories have been verified, that is to say, Han Xinluo had seen other time travelers before?
He seemed to have vaguely felt this theory, and after coming here, he scattered to various places and at all times, the women who came together, except for Li Qinxiang, who was unknown to life and death, all appeared in his network of relationships.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but guess secretly, was there any other time travelers who did not belong to this world among the people around him?
He carefully calculated that Xu Ting's life experience was clear and her life timeline was very clear, so she should be eliminated.
Ye Chunying's experience from her birthday to childhood was unclear, and she was still not able to be detected under strict surveillance and investigation, which was somewhat suspicious.
But Ye Chunying would never be able to leave it to S.D.G for research. It seems that he still has to find other targets to win.
When I really had to hand in the work, I just threw Yuan Shuxian out.
The East Asian State Speaker fights against the leader of the Tianhuo General, and the black and white showdown is definitely earth-shaking.
Well, it was decided so happily.
With the quiet blessing of the sixteen nights of blood and wine, Han Yuliang has plenty of time to think.
But he thought about it, but in the end he still couldn't think of any result.
He is not the type of person who is careful in making decisions, not to mention that he can't even find a reason to be hostile to Han Xinluo.
The strange intuition that was born from Xuantian Jue when he first met was only regarded as the natural dissatisfaction of the grass people when they met the superiors.
So, at the moment, he still needs to focus on more important things.
Go to see Takeda Proverbs.
Sixteen Night Blood Wine really wanted to go with him, so he took him to the locker room to get a S.D.G's special service uniform, took off a small electronic component inside, and let him put it on, and walked with him to the helicopter parked not far away.
Can't take a bus?I'm afraid of flying.Han Yuliang came closer and realized something was wrong and hurriedly spoke.
She stepped on the landing gear and turned her head. A clear anger appeared in her blue eyes. She asked: Solution?
Han Yuliang realized that if he didn't come up with a solution, he might have to suffer even if he still took him tonight's action.
He thought for a moment, leaned over very seriously, and whispered in her ear that he had verified the effective means.
But after getting up, he glanced at him and immediately added: Don’t think I want to take advantage of you. Your figure is not good, and it feels no different from leaning against a seat.
Shiliu Ye Xuejiu was not angry, but lowered his head and quickly entered the strange-shaped mobile phone. Then he jumped onto the helicopter, sat in the seat inside, pressed his hand at him, and signaled to wait.
In less than five minutes, a tall female soldier rushed over, stood under the helicopter and saluted, turned around, stared at Han Yuliang and said: Please get on the plane!
Uh... Han Yuliang looked at this strong woman who was about the same height as him and was a little confused. This is...
I am the largest member of the special response group, come and perform stress relief tasks for you, come on!
She shouted happily, took Han Yuliang's hand and got on the helicopter, sat on the chair, ignoring the cold temperature, unbuttoned the military uniform, and pulled the grass-green warm clothes upwards, revealing the huge breasts that had developed chest muscles and had no sagging feeling. Then, she grabbed his head and pressed it into the cleavage, closed the hatch door, and reported loudly: You can go!
Um... Woo... Han Yuliang twisted twice and found room to breathe in that large piece of breast meat.
Although the female soldier with a tall head and big horse was completely inconsistent with his aesthetic taste, it is not a loss to be able to bury his face into his warm and soft breasts on the helicopter that took off in a cold weather.
Bloodthirsty, lustfulness... can all be classified as animal nature.
He is happy to cultivate some extra murderous aura while escaping fear.
Soon, the helicopter landed on the apron of a manor-shaped nursing home in the suburbs. The female soldier opened a self-heating bag, put it in her cleavage and pulled down her clothes to reply to her frozen white breasts, and did not leave the seat.
Sixteen Nights of Bloody Drunk and the driver left the helicopter and took Han Yuliang to the person who was greeting.
The S·D·G badge is a natural pass, not to mention the helicopter that has no organization to counterfeit.
Without any obstacles, Han Yuliang came outside the special nursing room that felt more comfortable than a luxury hotel.
Two staff members of the Special Security Bureau came to hand over the hand with panic expressions. A man holding a cobalt blue electronic cigarette stood behind with a cold look, his face extremely ugly.
Han Yuliang saw that face from the news that the gloomy expression behind the smoke belonged to Zhou Xinzhen, a criminal who should be handed over to the procuratorate to be prosecuted.
Sure enough, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, the second son of P&T's major shareholder, and the Zhou family's marriage into the law. Even if he is dismissed, he doesn't have to go to the supervision office like an ordinary doctor, and he can still accompany his father here and show his face to the S.D.G team members who are here to be free security guards.
Han Yuliang smiled in his heart. He never agreed to Han Xinluo, but only committed suicide for fear of guilt.
I have come here, so I can send you another one from Zhutian’s family to reunite with my relatives, which is also great.
When the handover was about to be completed, another older man came out of the ward. He walked to Zhou Xinzhen and frowned and asked something.
Zhou Xinzhen shook his head and said a string of Japanese words.
Judging from the vague similarities between the two, Han Yuliang guessed that this was probably his elder brother, the eldest man in the Zhutian family who had always been very low-key and was waiting to inherit the family property.
Sure enough, after the agent from the Special Security Bureau left, the man who appeared later came over and stared at the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine for a few seconds, looking a little confused.
According to the badge level, the little girl wearing a gold-edged brooch obviously has the highest status, but the pattern is red wine that he can't understand, and she is wearing a dress that looks like she is here to hold a tea party.
Fortunately, he had heard of the special features of S.D.G's senior management, so he quickly concealed his surprise. He bent down slightly and stretched out his right hand, and said in Mandarin with a slightly overshot standard: Hello, for the first time, I am Yoshinobu Takeda, please take care of it.
Sixteen nights of blood wine.Izayi Chisa.She did not shake hands with him, but answered directly without expression on the ground.
When he found out that the other party was a compatriot, Yoshinobu Takeda's expression relaxed a little, and he forgave the other party's misconduct to the point of being rude and said a lot of words in his smooth mother tongue.
Han Yuliang couldn't understand, so he could only stand silently behind him.
The pilot who followed opened his flight jacket, took out a very strange instrument from it, and pressed it down.
Beep, sounded.
A smile appeared on Shiliu Ye Xuejiu's face.
It seemed as if the evil beast who had been trapped in the cage finally heard the sound of the lock opening.
In an instant, Han Yuliang's keen intuition brought him cold sweat to wet several layers of clothes, and the driver simply sat cross-legged on the spot, holding his chest and breathing heavily.
Click.
The second hand of the gorgeous wall clock against the wall gently rotated one frame.
Takeda Yoshinobu and Zhou Shin-yeon were like someone suddenly removed their bones, and they burst into tears and collapsed on the ground.
Click.
The second hand moves.
Thick plasma gushed out from the broken joints of hands and feet, as if eight bottles of bright red wine were broken on the floor.
Click.
Time is stretched for an extremely long time.
Sixteen Night Blood Wine gently licked the scarlet liquid on the dagger, and said something in a pleasant voice.
Well, let's play (come to play).
The driver closed his eyes.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but take a step back a little.
Living hell is here to come.
She appeared next to him half an hour later and replaced Naboko, who had been impatient.
haven't seen you for a long time.He waved his hand and greeted him.
The Japanese white porcelain doll nodded at an almost invisible amplitude, probably as an answer.
Today she changed into a Lolita dress with many complex and gorgeous accessories. Walking in S.D.G's camp, she could no longer attract any attention. All the uniforms who passed by were wearing military uniforms, without looking at each other from a distance, and those who were close to each other stood at the spot and saluted without any fluctuations in their expressions.
As a correspondent who keeps in touch, Shiliu Ye Blood Wine is obviously more in line with Han Yuliang's appetite than Fukuanna Boko. There is no big conflict, and he is also beautiful enough.
But the biggest disadvantage of being with her is that she has no chance to speak.
Are you going with me tonight?
Um.
You should be able to do it, right?
Um.
Then why don’t you do it?
There is no more yes.
She didn't seem to be interested in questions that could not be answered with um or shaking her head.
Where are we going now?Han Yuliang's phone has no signal and is bored, so he can only tease her.
He thought to himself, I am your boss’s distinguished guest now, and I have just made a transaction and I don’t dare to turn against you.
She pointed to the dormitory building that looked like a high-end apartment in the distance.
Go to your residence?
Um.
Wow, is this a date?
She shook her head, and the sound of her small foot stepping down suddenly became a little heavier.
Then, I'm not kidding, why are you asking me to do there?
rest.Sixteen Nights Bloody Wine finally spit out two words.
So, Han Yuliang came to her residence.
Just like the appearance of the Sixteen Night Blood Wine, it is a young girl who looks comparable to Yi Linling. There is a very wide high-end large flat floor inside. Every bedroom is like a girl's boudoir, full of pink princessy atmosphere.
He believed that no other women he knew would stick to this style of decoration after finishing high school.
The cloakroom is full of Lolita dresses. There are several display cabinets in the study where the bookshelf should be placed, which are filled with SD dolls dressed in various styles. The audio and video room is full of idol combination photos with unrecognizable names, and CDs with three shelves.
Walking in such a house, Han Yuliang felt that he could not find a suitable place to sit.
Moreover, it is completely impossible to believe that the owner of this house is actually one of the five core eligible people of S.D.G.
If Lian Ying's residence wants to surprise him even more, he may have to put a fake dick with suction cups on it.
Undoubtedly, even if Ren Qingyu came, he would not clean up the room independently, and it would be impossible for Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine to take care of it by himself.
She glanced at Han Yuliang who was walking around and pressed the screen in the entrance several times with an expressionless face.
Three minutes later, two capable female special forces members rang the doorbell and reported.
In just a few dozen seconds, they covered a bed with the snow-white list they brought, arranged matching pillows and bedding, and then ran to the entrance to stand at the center and saluted, reporting loudly about the completion of the task.
Sixteen Nights nodded, and when they left, they stepped over, pointed at the bed, then sat on a rocking chair, and took out their cell phone from their pocket.
Why are yours signaled?Han Yuliang was not interested in going to bed.He didn't believe that he couldn't take the words out of a woman's mouth.
Permissions.
Not bad, finally we can chat.He went over to find a place to sit down, and even patted him before falling into his butt. Can I contact the outside world?
She didn't raise her head, and stretched out a hand to show her palm to him.
What does this mean?Want to buy Lucai?
cell phone.She doesn't sound very patient.
He thought for a while, took out his phone to unlock it, and handed it to her.
She chose a signal source, then entered a long list of complicated passwords, and gave them to him, and continued to lower her head and started playing.
Han Yuliang took the opportunity to glance at her screen.She is playing a game of dressing girls, and it seems that she can decide the outcome by matching the scores.
Aren't you hot?The room is so strong.He retreated, took a look at the phone and had a signal, and picked it up and dialed it to Xu Ting.
Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine shook her head.
He took off his coat and connected there.
Hello, Lao Han, are you okay?As you walked, the tracking signal suddenly disappeared. Sister Ye couldn't contact Lian Ying, so she was so anxious that she was almost crazy.
I'm fine, I can't go back today, I'll take the train tomorrow.Someone is willing to help me, I will do a task tonight.What's specific, I'll talk about it when I go back.Where are you two?Still on the way?
No, Dr. Xue knew that President Chen committed suicide in order to save her, so we went to pay our respects specifically and left Mrs. Chen just now.I was about to go and have dinner with Dean Zhao.
You guys are not panic.
I just thought it through when I drove away, what's the use of panic?You are the backbone of the family and the pillar. If you are about to collapse, there will be chaos in the world. Why should I take Dr. Xue and run back in a hurry?If you really want someone to help, it is also Sister Ye’s job, and I can’t do it.I see, don’t take the train, we will find a place to deal with it all night, and wait for your phone tomorrow, and you will answer it and go back.
Han Yuliang thought about it and said: That's good.Then when you arrive at your residence, give me some information and give me the address.If I finish my work early in the evening, I will go to you directly.
Xu Ting heard that he was safe and in a much better mood, and said with a smile: Then Dr. Xue and I, how many rooms should we open for you?
Just open one, I may not be able to go there.Two rooms are a waste of Ah.
Why do I think I want to open a room and build a big bed room, and you will definitely come here at night.Are you planning to give me the achievements of a friend of the doctor?
You have to drive tomorrow. I'm tired. I'm really going, so I promise not to harass you.
Xu Ting sneered and asked with a smile: Is Dr. Xue’s voice loud?
I suggest you buy a pair of professional soundproof earplugs, slow rebound type.
Xue Chanyi's very calm professional advice came next to her. The two beds were separated by a distance in the opening bid room.This will minimize the impact on your sleep quality.
You can't let him bear Ah?Xu Ting couldn't help but smile and replied.
If he shows up tonight, I can't help it.The contrast between Xue Chanyi's tone and content made Han Yuliang immediately decide to finish Takeda Zhengyan tonight and leave.
He chatted with his cell phone for a while, and then passed a lot of time. After reporting his safety to Ye Chunying, he looked at the news for a while, and then turned his gaze back to the exquisite living doll that was so close to him.
It's amazing. After returning home, the movements of the Sixteen Night Blood Wine became very light and slow, as if they entered the slow motion of the movie. I don't know whether the energy-saving mode was turned on or the extraordinary speed of the body was deliberately controlled.
Sometimes, the sense of incongruity brought by the slowness needs to be offset by the frequency of rocking chair shaking.Otherwise, Han Yuliang would even feel that the flow rate of time around him was no longer normal.
After a while, something even more outrageous happened.
She put down her phone, closed her eyes, and fell asleep on the lace-covered recliner that looked like a cradle.
Well, little girl, the guests you are entertaining have not eaten yet!You S·D·G are a bit rude. At least you can take a meal to the staff cafeteria?
Han Yuliang rubbed his belly, simply got up and walked into the kitchen, and opened the huge refrigerator with the mentality of not being able to steal fragrance.
The fresh-preserving layer is filled with desserts.
From simple and basic styles like pudding cookies to gorgeous styles like tiramisu and rainbow cheese, there are Chinese snacks like bean paste cake, wife cake, and glutinous rice noodle, as well as dafu cake, royaki, and yam soup.
This full warehouse, Ren Qingyu might be so excited that his eyes lit up when he saw it. Han Yuliang looked over and seemed to see a huge candy jar, so sweet that his tongue was greasy.
He looked up and down a few unwillingly, and there was no flesh.
He had to close the preservation and open the freezer.
Finally there was meat, but they were all finished products that could be eaten simply by processing. It seems that the owner was not interested in cooking.
It's good, he closed the door, stuffed a few cheese intestines into the microwave, and waited for a tingling sound, and took it out and feasted.
He ate until he had finished all the cheese sausages before he wiped his mouth and opened the kitchen door.
Sixteen nights, I didn't wake up from my bloody wine, and it looked like I was asleep.
But Han Yuliang didn't have the courage to harass this person for the time being, so hesitated for a while, lay on the bed specially prepared for him, wandering around, and meditating and practicing martial arts.
In the evening, Shiliu Ye Bloody Wine opened her eyes, slowly stretched out a one-eighth slow-release waist, jumped out of the bed, walked to the Rococo Feng's floor-to-ground dressing mirror, sorted out her appearance in an orderly manner, and stood there, looking at her own mind, and became stunned.
The little leather shoes she wore looked warm and didn't have a good performance. There would be a crisp sound when she stepped on the terrazzo floor, so Han Yuliang discovered that she was awake at the first time.
He observed for nearly seven or eight minutes before realizing that the woman seemed to be able to stand in front of the mirror until the end of the world, so he had to speak out: Sixteen Nights, don’t you need to eat?
She slowly turned her head, and there was an illusion on the other side of her neck that it was actually a spherical joint doll.
Then, she nodded in a very personal style and walked to the kitchen. After a while, she held a large tray of desserts in her hands, put them on the table, pulled over the chair, jumped up and sat down, arranged two pairs of knives and forks, and pointed to the teapot at the other end of the room.
Han Yuliang sighed, strode over and took the teapot and sat opposite her. You just eat these all day long, aren’t you afraid of getting fat?
She slowly poured two cups of black tea and pushed half of the dessert into front of him, as if she hadn't heard the problem.
Hiss, is your character Ah who wants to force the screenwriter Ah to write lines to death?He frowned and picked up the teacup, no interest, and asked: Is there water?I don't like drinking this.
She shook her head and pointed to the kitchen.
So only the faucet can drink normal water?
He forced himself to drink some black tea and ate the food that was so sweet that it invaded his taste buds with a bitter face.
But he also admits that as an energy supply, desserts are indeed excellent.
It seems that strengthening the ability of qualified people is not completely beyond the laws of the world.
Just like his internal strength, he also needs to replenish it by taking a lot of food intake.
From the third mouthful, Han Yuliang was almost unable to taste the taste. He felt that his mind was filled with frosted condensed milk chocolate. After eating this food for three days, he guessed that the semen he ejaculated would turn into honey.
I really don’t know how this woman keeps her face and eats her.
I ate a meal for nearly an hour and a half, and there was almost no dialogue.Han Yuliang finished eating in five minutes, and the remaining eighty minutes were more than sixteen nights of blood wine.
If watching the big eater eats to stimulate appetite, watching her eat in slow motion can probably help lose weight.
After eating, she went to the bathroom for a while, went out and entered the cloakroom, and spent more than an hour.
If Han Yuliang hadn't had a signal on his mobile phone right now, he could go online and flirt with his family, and he might have to hang a spider web on his body.
The result was no surprise. Sixteen Nights of Bloody Wine changed into Lolita.
Perhaps in order to meet the needs of nighttime action, this dress has a deep purple tone and its style has turned into a dark gothic.
To use the method Yi Linling likes to make a metaphor, it is probably from the Bavarian natural system of Cuixing Stone to transform into a purple painted mercury lamp.
And with the name Blood Wine, it is very delicately complemented.Her body seemed to have wine mixed with plasma flowing, which was thick and solidified into the dark night-killing color.
Walk.
Following her into the elevator, Han Yuliang's cell phone lost the signal again.
Hers was still unaffected. She looked down and put the screen in front of him and shook it.
He frowned and glanced at it. It was a message sent by Han Xinluo.
Han Yuliang, I forgot to tell you that this world is very unstable, and there should be other intruders from other time and space. If you insist on not working with me, help me find someone similar to you, it is OK.I am not referring to the companions who come with you, but other people who come from different worlds from you and are currently hidden among the countless people.According to the rejection and aggregation theory of some researchers, you should have a natural attraction to each other.I believe that fate will arrange for you to meet.I have verified this theory and it is very effective.
You already know what I want.I believe you understand very well what I can give.So, let’s not say more, I wish you all the best tonight.
A different world?Are other time travelers?
Theories have been verified, that is to say, Han Xinluo had seen other time travelers before?
He seemed to have vaguely felt this theory, and after coming here, he scattered to various places and at all times, the women who came together, except for Li Qinxiang, who was unknown to life and death, all appeared in his network of relationships.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but guess secretly, was there any other time travelers who did not belong to this world among the people around him?
He carefully calculated that Xu Ting's life experience was clear and her life timeline was very clear, so she should be eliminated.
Ye Chunying's experience from her birthday to childhood was unclear, and she was still not able to be detected under strict surveillance and investigation, which was somewhat suspicious.
But Ye Chunying would never be able to leave it to S.D.G for research. It seems that he still has to find other targets to win.
When I really had to hand in the work, I just threw Yuan Shuxian out.
The East Asian State Speaker fights against the leader of the Tianhuo General, and the black and white showdown is definitely earth-shaking.
Well, it was decided so happily.
With the quiet blessing of the sixteen nights of blood and wine, Han Yuliang has plenty of time to think.
But he thought about it, but in the end he still couldn't think of any result.
He is not the type of person who is careful in making decisions, not to mention that he can't even find a reason to be hostile to Han Xinluo.
The strange intuition that was born from Xuantian Jue when he first met was only regarded as the natural dissatisfaction of the grass people when they met the superiors.
So, at the moment, he still needs to focus on more important things.
Go to see Takeda Proverbs.
Sixteen Night Blood Wine really wanted to go with him, so he took him to the locker room to get a S.D.G's special service uniform, took off a small electronic component inside, and let him put it on, and walked with him to the helicopter parked not far away.
Can't take a bus?I'm afraid of flying.Han Yuliang came closer and realized something was wrong and hurriedly spoke.
She stepped on the landing gear and turned her head. A clear anger appeared in her blue eyes. She asked: Solution?
Han Yuliang realized that if he didn't come up with a solution, he might have to suffer even if he still took him tonight's action.
He thought for a moment, leaned over very seriously, and whispered in her ear that he had verified the effective means.
But after getting up, he glanced at him and immediately added: Don’t think I want to take advantage of you. Your figure is not good, and it feels no different from leaning against a seat.
Shiliu Ye Xuejiu was not angry, but lowered his head and quickly entered the strange-shaped mobile phone. Then he jumped onto the helicopter, sat in the seat inside, pressed his hand at him, and signaled to wait.
In less than five minutes, a tall female soldier rushed over, stood under the helicopter and saluted, turned around, stared at Han Yuliang and said: Please get on the plane!
Uh... Han Yuliang looked at this strong woman who was about the same height as him and was a little confused. This is...
I am the largest member of the special response group, come and perform stress relief tasks for you, come on!
She shouted happily, took Han Yuliang's hand and got on the helicopter, sat on the chair, ignoring the cold temperature, unbuttoned the military uniform, and pulled the grass-green warm clothes upwards, revealing the huge breasts that had developed chest muscles and had no sagging feeling. Then, she grabbed his head and pressed it into the cleavage, closed the hatch door, and reported loudly: You can go!
Um... Woo... Han Yuliang twisted twice and found room to breathe in that large piece of breast meat.
Although the female soldier with a tall head and big horse was completely inconsistent with his aesthetic taste, it is not a loss to be able to bury his face into his warm and soft breasts on the helicopter that took off in a cold weather.
Bloodthirsty, lustfulness... can all be classified as animal nature.
He is happy to cultivate some extra murderous aura while escaping fear.
Soon, the helicopter landed on the apron of a manor-shaped nursing home in the suburbs. The female soldier opened a self-heating bag, put it in her cleavage and pulled down her clothes to reply to her frozen white breasts, and did not leave the seat.
Sixteen Nights of Bloody Drunk and the driver left the helicopter and took Han Yuliang to the person who was greeting.
The S·D·G badge is a natural pass, not to mention the helicopter that has no organization to counterfeit.
Without any obstacles, Han Yuliang came outside the special nursing room that felt more comfortable than a luxury hotel.
Two staff members of the Special Security Bureau came to hand over the hand with panic expressions. A man holding a cobalt blue electronic cigarette stood behind with a cold look, his face extremely ugly.
Han Yuliang saw that face from the news that the gloomy expression behind the smoke belonged to Zhou Xinzhen, a criminal who should be handed over to the procuratorate to be prosecuted.
Sure enough, the lean camel is bigger than a horse, the second son of P&T's major shareholder, and the Zhou family's marriage into the law. Even if he is dismissed, he doesn't have to go to the supervision office like an ordinary doctor, and he can still accompany his father here and show his face to the S.D.G team members who are here to be free security guards.
Han Yuliang smiled in his heart. He never agreed to Han Xinluo, but only committed suicide for fear of guilt.
I have come here, so I can send you another one from Zhutian’s family to reunite with my relatives, which is also great.
When the handover was about to be completed, another older man came out of the ward. He walked to Zhou Xinzhen and frowned and asked something.
Zhou Xinzhen shook his head and said a string of Japanese words.
Judging from the vague similarities between the two, Han Yuliang guessed that this was probably his elder brother, the eldest man in the Zhutian family who had always been very low-key and was waiting to inherit the family property.
Sure enough, after the agent from the Special Security Bureau left, the man who appeared later came over and stared at the Sixteen Nights of Blood Wine for a few seconds, looking a little confused.
According to the badge level, the little girl wearing a gold-edged brooch obviously has the highest status, but the pattern is red wine that he can't understand, and she is wearing a dress that looks like she is here to hold a tea party.
Fortunately, he had heard of the special features of S.D.G's senior management, so he quickly concealed his surprise. He bent down slightly and stretched out his right hand, and said in Mandarin with a slightly overshot standard: Hello, for the first time, I am Yoshinobu Takeda, please take care of it.
Sixteen nights of blood wine.Izayi Chisa.She did not shake hands with him, but answered directly without expression on the ground.
When he found out that the other party was a compatriot, Yoshinobu Takeda's expression relaxed a little, and he forgave the other party's misconduct to the point of being rude and said a lot of words in his smooth mother tongue.
Han Yuliang couldn't understand, so he could only stand silently behind him.
The pilot who followed opened his flight jacket, took out a very strange instrument from it, and pressed it down.
Beep, sounded.
A smile appeared on Shiliu Ye Xuejiu's face.
It seemed as if the evil beast who had been trapped in the cage finally heard the sound of the lock opening.
In an instant, Han Yuliang's keen intuition brought him cold sweat to wet several layers of clothes, and the driver simply sat cross-legged on the spot, holding his chest and breathing heavily.
Click.
The second hand of the gorgeous wall clock against the wall gently rotated one frame.
Takeda Yoshinobu and Zhou Shin-yeon were like someone suddenly removed their bones, and they burst into tears and collapsed on the ground.
Click.
The second hand moves.
Thick plasma gushed out from the broken joints of hands and feet, as if eight bottles of bright red wine were broken on the floor.
Click.
Time is stretched for an extremely long time.
Sixteen Night Blood Wine gently licked the scarlet liquid on the dagger, and said something in a pleasant voice.
Well, let's play (come to play).
The driver closed his eyes.
Han Yuliang couldn't help but take a step back a little.
Living hell is here to come.
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