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Gacharin made his first trip to Tanville. This city with a population of nearly 40 million, which is a bit too large, is entrenched on the plain in the night, sadly silent.
The hustle and bustle of the past has become a thing of the past. A few buildings and blocks are scattered with a few lights in a mess. In my memory, the never-ending city with endless traffic and bright lights is now so dilapidated.
In the dark night, one can vaguely see pieces of ruins and broken elevated flight roads. On both sides of the street or in the corner of the ruins, some figures swayed in the reflection of the campfire. These people are the original residents and original owners of this city. But now, they can only quietly gather around the campfire to keep warm, staring at the beating flames in a daze.
The only place that looks bright may be the sixth street not far from the palace.
Although most of the houses in the block are still shrouded in darkness and silence. But at this moment, the flying cars on the main street, the bustling crowds, the brightly lit hotels, and nightclubs still make this place look radiant and lively. Here, in today's Gacharin, there are few places where people can meet and socialize.
Several well-dressed middle-aged people greeted each other in front of the luxury flying car, talking and laughing happily. A group of patrolling soldiers walked past them.
The leader of these soldiers who were still wearing Gacharin's traditional uniform was an inferior second lieutenant with dark skin. This is not surprising, at the entrances of hotels and nightclubs not far from the patrolling soldiers, there are also people who look like inferior people, surrounded by people coming in and out.
Gacharin's ethnic segregation system seemed to be completely shattered at this moment.
Everyone knows that the armed forces representing the royal family and the old forces have been wiped out. Now ruling this country is the expeditionary force of the Feyan Republic and the democratic regime they are about to foster.
Although it is a little uncomfortable, but now that the Freedom Front has come to the fore and the Independence Army has announced a democratic equality program, who dares to talk about the ethnic hierarchy? For some nobles, and most Vibers, it was content as long as the inferiors did not ride on their heads in turn.
A new order was quietly established while watching. Life, can no longer afford to toss. What will happen in the future, let's take a step and see.
The patrol team gradually moved away. Dozens of girls in somewhat revealing clothes crawled out of the dark corner in the cold wind, and stood again at the junction of the light and the night, showing their bodies tiredly and numbly. , Solicit business.
Occasionally, these pale-faced women would look back enviously at the magnificent Tanveer Hotel not far away, looking forward to meeting a good guest today, taking themselves in, and having a hot shower in the warm and clean room. Take a bath and eat something. As long as they only need these, they are willing to do their best to serve the guests comfortably.
Tian Xingjian lives in a luxurious suite on the eleventh floor of the hotel. After being dismissed from his duties and taking off his epaulets, he is no longer fit to stay in the base. The room was opened by someone sent by Douglas, and he didn't need to spend a penny. The country bumpkin felt that he had taken advantage of it, so he decided to enjoy it here as much as possible before the deadline for returning to Le Lei arrived.
The spacious living room is resplendent and magnificent. Bright chandeliers, soft antique sofas, thick cashmere carpets, precious oil paintings, advanced automatic service system, and sufficient heating make everyone who returns from the battlefield feel as if they have entered paradise.
The sandalwood and gold-painted dining table near the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is already full of food brought by the waiter. The red wine in the goblet, the purple napkin, and two candles made the atmosphere of the room a bit ambiguous.
Bonnie was wearing a long light blue dress, her long red hair was tied on the back of her head, revealing her beautiful and fair neck like a swan. A pair of slender and delicate collarbones, so perfect that people can't bear to take their eyes off. The V-shaped light flower embroidery neckline reveals a piece of fair and smooth skin. The plump and upturned breasts, set off by the slender waist, look even more upright.
She just sat at the dining table lightly and delicately. That arm, that chest, that waist, that soft buttocks that are lightly pressed on the chair, every part of her body exudes a charm that touches people's nests.
"So you were dismissed?" Bonnie frowned slightly, the fat man invited me to dinner, and now this guy went to sit opposite her and just ate and didn't speak.
The fat man was dealing with the big meal on the plate, and he nodded his head with something in his mouth.
"Wood!" Bonnie gritted her teeth angrily. This guy has never looked at the clothes carefully selected by him from the beginning to the end. Ask in Gacharin's aristocratic circle, who is Bonnie eating with without wearing a uniform! What a wink to the blind!
&??, getting softer and hotter. The blood-swelling curve twisted and rubbed in Fatty's arms, all kinds of amorous feelings.
During the tumbling, the clothes of the two were quickly thrown aside. One is strong, the other is graceful, two naked bodies are entangled together. Bonnie's snow-white breasts, cherry red bulges, plump buttocks, and moist honey valley. On the sofa, on the carpet, posing in various poses, being attacked wantonly by the fat man.
Amidst the slapping sound like turbulent waves, the moans of ah ah can be heard endlessly, the high place is like a startled bird, the low place is like a creek around stones, the urgent place is like a pipa, and the slow place is like a blue dress singing slowly. There was a sound like weeping and complaining. I only heard that the fat man became more and more motivated. He never dreamed that the noble and elegant Bonnie would look so charming on the bed.
Finally, when the clouds gathered and the rain rested, the sofa, the carpet, the bed, the bathroom, the whole house was a mess. The fat man with a superhuman physique still has some more to say, but Bonnie is so soft that she can't even lift a finger. He only lay on the fat man's acquaintance's chest, his star eyes were closed, and he couldn't help panting and moaning.
This moment was so wonderful, Bonnie listened quietly to the fat man's powerful heartbeat, and felt that all the pain in the past disappeared at this moment. From now on, she is not Gacharin's number one beauty, not the proud nobleman, the stern colonel, she is just the woman of the man under her, now and in the future.
This man will be her world, her master, and everything to her. And she is just a traditional Gacharin woman who respects her husband.
Just embracing each other quietly, I don't know how long it took, and there was a rush of beeping. It was the communicator that the fat man left in the living room.
The flushed Bonnie used the cup to cover the trembling breasts of her chest, got off the fat man, and sat on the bed, with any long crimson hair hanging down, unable to lift her head shyly.
The fat man ran to the living room naked, picked up the communicator and looked at it, but it was from Nia who stayed at the base. Without even thinking about it, I connected the communicator. As soon as the video screen was switched on, Nia's pretty face appeared on the screen. As soon as the communicator was connected, Bonnie in the bedroom heard Nia screaming.
Needless to ask, the exhibitionist Fatty must have connected to the visual communicator without any clothes on.
After a while, the fat man walked into the bedroom with a pale face and profuse sweat. The dull eyes are a little straight. Bonnie asked strangely, "What's wrong?"
The fat man trembled and said, "Milan is here."
"Milan?" Bonnie looked at Fatty's frightened look, and for a moment couldn't figure out what this Milan was that could scare Fatty like this.
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I deliberately spent a lot of time writing such things. I found that writing these things may be the same as drinking alcohol.
In order to make it easy for me to describe emotions in the future, you can hold your nose and watch. Don't pinch the wrong place.
?I will speed up the breakthrough and try my best to conceive the following plots. It may be slow. Please forgive me. When I can get up soon, I will write as much as I want, and I will write for ten hours a day
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