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The light in the room was slightly darker than outside, with a warm orange tone, which made me squint for a while before I could adapt to the soothing and peaceful atmosphere in front of me.
Could it be that the deal has really been reached? Just such a little time?
Although this is a good thing, the more clean and tidy this side is, the more insignificant the efforts made by the witches seem to be. I feel a little unworthy for Sarah and the Geminis.
The melodious and elegant music lingered softly in my ears. Linya did not rush to pull me to the negotiation table and explain the reason for letting me in. Instead, she came to the bedside and played with the phonograph placed on the bedside table. , selected a vinyl record in the drawer below, and replaced it with a more elegant ditty. Combined with the warm lighting in the room, it made people feel like they were in a very high-style aristocratic ball. They couldn't help but think You should hold the waist of the beautiful woman next to you and dance gracefully in the blurred music.
I was not able to immerse myself in the atmosphere created by Linya because I noticed an anomaly that could not be ignored.
phonograph?
Vinyl Records?
Is this thing in my room?
With this question in mind, his neck slowly tilted at a forty-five-degree angle.
I took a closer look at the gramophone. It was an old-fashioned gramophone with a large speaker, the kind of thing you often see in the captain's room in TV dramas. The sandalwood box and brass-colored speaker reflected the outlines of the years. Of course , I have no research on this kind of thing, and I don’t want to express any opinion on its history and value.
What I want to say is that the size of this thing is not small.
If Linya didn't have something similar to Doraemon's fourth-dimensional pocket, or something like Daisy drawing a gun, then she could definitely answer her question just now.
Yes, I have this thing in my room!
Having come to this accurate conclusion, not only was I not relieved, my head continued to twist and tilt, and I was about to sprint towards the 90-degree record.
Why is there something like this in my room?
I stayed there for more than half a month, and I even found the most hidden drawer in the room. How come I didn't know there was such a thing in the room?
How did such a big guy hide in the room, so that I couldn't find it for more than half a month?
As soon as my eyes changed, I discovered a new continent again.
In front of the two Queens, there are red wine bottles and goblets on the table.
I don’t have anything like this in my room either!
My room, am I still unclear? Is there anyone who knows better than me? !
Don’t you know about my girlfriend? I personally sent her to the plane!
I am not SB.
It feels like my neck is tilted at ninety degrees, which is not enough today. I hope my cervical spine can withstand the pressure.
I quietly paused, even ready to turn around and open the door to take a look.
See if he noticed the space shift the moment he entered the room and moved to Linya's room.
Compared to the sudden appearance of a gramophone, some records, red wine and wine glasses in my simple room, coming from the magical world, I am more willing to believe the latter.
"Brother Wu, what are you doing? Sit down quickly." Linya, who had finished playing with the gramophone, saw me halting and looking horrified. She thought I was under too much pressure, so she sat down first and waved to me.
"Don't be nervous. Brother Wu, use your usual careless skills and treat Alto and Sharna as my ordinary friends."
The world famous painting [My Ordinary Friend].
Mainland Biography [The Savior Has No Heart].
I was almost made happy by Xiao Nizi. I was heartless. How dare you say that I was heartless?
Oh, there seem to be hundreds of millions of dots.
So I forgive you.
Fortunately, after Linya was so angry, I finally came to my senses. I held my face in my palms and pulled hard to straighten my head temporarily.
There are a lot of problems inside, but business is still important.
Just as he was about to respond to Linya's call, a new problem arose.
A round table, three women, each sitting on an equal line that seems to have been measured with a ruler, like three parts of the world. There is obviously extra space, but it gives people a strong feeling that they have no way to start and are completely unable to intervene. Feeling of oppression.
There is a tiger in front of me, a wolf behind me, and a crocodile under my feet. Can I still fly?
It's impossible to fly, if you drill... I glanced at the bottom of the table, maybe that's where Sheng Dou Fu Min should be.
A piece of BGM with a ten-year-old smoke tone sounded in my mind unconsciously.
"This... how about I sit on the bed."
"Brother Wu, what are you talking about? We are discussing important matters. There is no reason for you to sit aside alone."
"But...this seat...isn't easy to sit in." I glanced at the round table, which was divided into three parts, and felt a little embarrassed. Linya seemed to notice it, and patted her thigh with a matter-of-fact tone.
"It doesn't matter, just sit on me."
"???"
"Oh, am I just shy? We used to take baths together when we were kids."
"That was when I was a kid!"
"Really? It doesn't feel like a very distant thing. It's only more than ten years apart. It's still vivid in my mind. Is it because my memory is too good?"
More than ten years apart?
After I silently recalled the date of birth on my ID card, I suddenly wanted to call the police.
"Yes, yes, sometimes I will be with Lena, but Lena is quite shy and always coy."
Shyness is a normal reaction!
Call the police, Vilas, call the police quickly and let the police take your husband away!
"It's a pity that something happened later, and Brother Wu was no longer willing to wash with us." Linya's face was filled with regret. I seriously doubted that if I had lost my mind and never knew how to refuse, she would now Can drag me into the bathroom.
"What happened?" Complaints are complaints. I was a little curious as to why I suddenly felt ashamed.
Linya, who still kept her expression straight when talking about taking a bath together, suddenly felt a little shy after hearing my words. Under the orange light, you can still see a small blush on her face, lowered her voice, shyly, and her charming eyes. said something.
"Brother Wu...has long hair."
Um?
Long hair?
I subconsciously touched my head. Did this awaken my sense of shame? I don't understand myself, let alone why Linya is shy about this kind of thing.
Whatever.
"Anyway, it's impossible to sit down." I refused and walked towards the bed. There are some things that I must strictly refuse, and I also have my (flexible) bottom line.
"In that case, I'll just sit on the bed. Speaking of which, it's been quite some time since I slept with Brother Wu." Linya was about to get up.
"No! You can't! Also, how long did you say it took?"
"After Brother Wu and Vilas get married."
I gasped and breathed a sigh of relief.
Could it be that he is the contemporary Liu Xiahui?
The reason for breathing a sigh of relief is that at least Xiao Nizi still has a bottom line.
"Absolutely not!" I stopped and looked at Linya warily. After hearing what she said, I felt that sitting on the bed together was more dangerous than sitting on her lap.
"There is nothing we can do. How about we all take a step back? I can just sit on Brother Wu."
"Does this mean everyone takes a step back?" I was a little confused and confused. It felt like this was what happened, and something felt wrong.
"Otherwise, Brother Wu should sit on me."
"Absolutely not. "
"Look, if this doesn't work or that doesn't work, the only choice left is me sitting on Brother Wu."
Linya said with a sly expression and she didn't let me think too much. She ran over and took my hand to her seat. She pushed me down and sat down. Then she sat on my lap and rubbed her back into her arms again. Damn, I squinted my eyes comfortably and sighed.
"Ah, the long-lost energy of Brother Ang is being replenished."
"..."
It's a bit like a slut speaking, Ms. Linya.
All in all, this should be the optimal solution, right? My mind is still a little confused and confused, and I always feel like I've been tricked. It's like Mr. Lu Xun once said, there is a story about roofs and windows.
Forget it, we all took a shower together anyway, right?
Forget it, we all slept together anyway, right?
In contrast, sitting on your thighs doesn't seem like a big deal.
I finally accepted the reality with great difficulty.
"The relationship is so good."
"Boring as hell."
Regarding Linya and I's sticky little theater, the two queens commented with different expressions and attitudes.
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