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Chapter 143

Chapter 143 When Miss Green Tea Becomes the Love Group Control Group (37)

    It was late at night, the sky outside the villa was covered by black thunderclouds, the rain poured down, and the indoor air became unbearably hot and humid.

    In the dark room, an electric light flashed from the window, followed by a loud rumbling sound.

    The blond man felt the trembling body of the girl in his arms, as well as the low, moist and hot breath, and his rationality was almost gone.

    He walked out with the man in his arms, towards the place where the capsule was stored.

    In the face of a soulmate with a 100% match, no sentinel can control the possessiveness that grows infinitely from the bones.

    The interfering magnetic field covering the villa and the surrounding one kilometer is still hitting Christian's brain repeatedly, giving him a splitting headache, but because of the guide in his arms, he can still retain a trace of reason at this moment -

    he must find a way not to be disturbed by anyone place, complete the temporary marking.

    After he picked it up, the eldest lady in his arms kept biting her lips, and from time to time uttered a low-pitched animal-like whimper, which sounded pitiful and cute.

    Although she was trembling all the time when he caught her, relying on his arms didn't seem like a gesture of resistance, which saved Christian a lot of effort, and his fingers became gentle when stroking her back stand up.

    He didn't think Bi Ming would reject him. Once the sentinels and guides in the interstellar era determined that they were a good enough match, they would basically acquiesce to each other's partnership.

    "Chris..." The eldest lady grabbed his collar, only to feel that the other party's breath was like an aphrodisiac, making her body burn to death and her cognition becoming extremely confused, "I...we..."

    She I want to say inhibitor, but my hot body is looking forward to some happier...indescribable ways.

    Christian just wanted to put his head down to cover the urn's lips at the moment, because he was just as uncomfortable.

    If in the age of the earth, they were like a pair of men and women who had taken strong drugs, the man was intentional, and the woman was a playboy, and it was normal to want to get close to each other under the control of instinct.

    But when another breath appeared in the hallway, Christian knew it wasn't that simple.

    In the originally dull corridor, wisps of water vapor began to haunt him, silent but deadly.

    Amidst the mist of water, a man with long silver hair stood at the end, and his gray pupils looked at him coldly.

    "Give me someone."

    At first glance, his voice was the same as before, only a little more hoarse.

    Seeing that he wanted to snatch his partner as soon as he came up, Christian glanced at his eyes lightly and sneered: "Arnold, do you want to cut the beard?"

    "No nonsense," Arnold walked towards him step by step, with a silent sense of oppression , "If you don't want to die." The

    scientist was actually not as calm as he seemed.

    He injected a lot of tranquilizers, but after smelling the aroma, his brain suddenly exploded as if it had been suppressed to the extreme. Decades of vigorous lust began to flow into every inch of his blood vessels, making him crave. Human copulation that was dismissed in the past.