Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Clawson practitioner bedroom.

The window fan is halfway open, the man's voice is low, and he talks in the newsletter: "Signs are close to normal, um, jumping alive. The last psychoactive drug given to him, MHCC, showed no symptoms of side effects. ”

Opposite the communication was silent for a long time.

Researcher Song hesitated to say, "Vego, that tube of MHCC, has a peak of 0.2 mg per ml in Mr. Witch's blood. Theoretically, it is not a drug concentration acceptable to ordinary humans. ”

“I continue to maintain my previous judgement that Mr. Witch had been exposed to such psychoactive agents in large quantities prior to the age of 15, and that there was a clear pattern of drug abuse - with no sequelae and no apparent response to drug concentrations - the greatest sequelae. ”

Researcher Song said slowly.

The mountain breeze floats in the night sky with the scent of camellia flowers. The guard looks out the window and looks like a knife.

Opposite the communication, researchers Song, at their discretion, analyzed: "… the cost of MHCC psychosuppressants is high, and if it were years ago, the only possible source of outflow would have been the Federal R-yard military base. ”

“I checked the data for that year, and there were very rare civil and medical cases of MHCC, but none of them were related to ‘drug abuse'. I wonder if Mr. Witch was also at the R-yard base doing some kind of remodeling--”

Outside the bedroom, knocking on the door.

Hang up the comms.

Opposite voice automatically converts to text.

Brother Wei, you went to the R code base last week and heard Er Mao blow up the genetic reproduction warehouse.

The door opened a seam and the little round face squeezed in immediately. The room was pitch black, and the guard signed it in the middle of the night to send the witch rabbit to the door, sweeping the eyes of the black cat drilling in the quilt.

“…” Poor black cat gets out of bed and goes out. Sleeping strife fails without love.

In bed, Witch Jane sat tight and began to exaggerate describing the pillows that had been ravaged/torn next door, the poor sleeping environment, and the wonderful vision of letting the Big Man keep himself overnight.

Guardian promised.

Witch Jane pounded into the bed of a big man and was so excited to hold her pillow - like she was so powerful she couldn't make it!

Clawson's single bed is not wide enough to compare to King size bed of the Sun King. But Witch Jane was softly familiar. After all, at the R-yard base - the Big Brother's subconscious, the two of them just roasted a bed so warm!

Witch Jane shrunk into the bed and looked up to realize that the big man was much stronger than her 16-year-old son in memory.

Witch Jane quickly said, "I don't occupy the land! ”

Watching Witch Jane roll herself in a quilt.

Men were bullied into quilts and pressed against pillows with pillowcases in flickering witches' moments. Heat exhales and rough kisses burn from the shoulders, cheeks, and then lips.

Witch Jane tried to flutter.

Witch Jane couldn't reveal her belly.

Precisely penetrate Witchy plush pajamas with cocoon hands and enjoy unbridled welfare on skinny waist--

Witch Jane struggles: "Ahhhh! No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

The bodyguard flattened his pajamas: “How can you call out the scales? ”

Witch Jane turned to a salted fish that had turned her belly, and her eyes were filled with physiological water. Lips open, trying to rob pillows and arming defenses: "Learned, learned music, what's wrong! ”

Juveniles forcibly argue, live fragrance, flatten and seize. Men have deeper pupils and bullied up.

A few seconds of shallow taste stopped, the guard looked at the witch Jane and was still resting, caught in the impasse threshold.

When the guard came back from the bathroom, Witch Jane had fallen asleep and barely lifted her eyelids. Half of the pillow is fastened to the face.

When the guard lay beside him, he wrapped his witches around him: "When the art of art is finished, follow me to Floating City. ”

Witch Jane grunts.

"Autumn Festival, certified. Then you need to make a decision. ”

Witch Jane barely cleared her sleep, without hesitation, her enthusiasm soared: “Okay! Collar!”

The guardian always looks at the witch Jane.

The information collected at the site of the R-yard base flashed through my mind.

“‘Swordsheath’ and ‘sword' are alike engineers whose attraction comes from genes, but not entirely from genes. They can even find each other in the middle of nowhere. Growth experiences, personality determine how they get along. ”

Memory retrospective. In the first round of the Clawson Sea Games, Wei Shi squatted his finger on the tree pier. Point the gun at the little curly hair on the soft side, like pinching the rabbit's ear: “So weak, what are you doing here? ”

“When the sheath fits perfectly with the sword, the sheath directs the emotions, and the" lock ”applied to the sword will cease to exist...”

- Out of more than a dozen treatment cases in Floating City, only Weisheng had significant treatment outcomes in the Concomitant Therapist Treatment Plan.

“The sheath is the key to the emotional lock, and the perfect sheath can match more than one sword. ”

“It's like universal/key/key. ”

In bed, Witch Jane keeps rubbing her pillow and goes to sleep.

The guard suddenly said slowly: "What do you see when you lock in? ”

Witch Jane punched an arrears: “Seeing what happened when I was a kid... and the kids lined up in the renovation room... should be confused with your memories...”

The guard pressed the person into his arms.

Witch Jane raised her head and wanted to look at the old man before going to bed, but she pressed him when she was defended and didn't let him see her eyes.

The last piece of evidence is finally before us.

Weishu was first rehabilitated at the age of 16. In the remodeling room, Witch Jane could not have seen the memory of the guardian, but only his own.

Witch Jane was bored by pillows and breathed out all wet, hot and hot water. He tapped his lover's waistline: “It's over. ”

And then he looks up and tries to distract Big Brother R from the 'hard past’ of the base: “Brother Wei, have a good night's kiss? ”

One minute later, Witch Jane was once again screamed by her kiss, and several times she ended up failing, deeply denouncing her own food addiction.

“Is sleepy.” Defensive statement: “The scales are all off. ”

Witch Jane: “!!! ”

The night went down like water.

Witch Jane finally fell asleep happy.

On the side of the pillow, the guard terminal is lowest brightness.

Researcher Song: Vega, did you find the key?

Researcher Song: Brother Wei, you... should already know who the key is. I can do a genetic matching test anytime, and you need to make a decision...

Weisheng: Genetic testing is not required. Moreover, it was up to him to make the decision.

Man off the terminal.

Bedside, pillows have long been unconsciously snatched by the witch Jane. A man pillows on his arm and his other hand mops the side of the neck where Jane was once branded.

Genes only dictate that they are destined to meet, and thereafter are generally unrelated to genes.

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The day after the fifth round of elimination.

Two months of extended leave allowed the trainees to fly completely and the beer roast chicken piles were moved to the bedroom by the trainees.

Zoe squatted in Caesar's bedroom early in the morning without accidentally catching an existing one.

The instant fried chicken collected from Caesar's bedroom was quickly transferred to Zoe's bedroom, and Witch Lin followed the scent and sighed at the above-line: “Fortunately, your captain is not here. ”

Witch Jane reacted and quickly grabbed the old man's room door and calmed down the rabbit.

Nine o'clock in the morning, Xiaoyilong is still asleep.

A pillow with a pillow core left was kicked under the bed by a claw, and the household robot who came to clean up the house could only find a pillow on the ground with pity.

The black cat is gorgeous and has teeth dancing paws on the reinstalled camera.

After the program team kindly reminded the guard that his cat would pick up the camera, the boss obviously used some kind of educational technique.

“Poor cat, the guard took all his toys away this morning.” Wenlin pitied Aido.

After eating the fried chicken confiscated by the captain, Witch Jane immediately found the program team logistics.

“400,000 credit points, right,” Clawson's financier checked and patted Witchcraft on the shoulder: “That's right, there should be a giant powder to give you the list," this giant. ”

After watching the Yogi homepage with ID, Witch Jane turned around and sent a message to the company. Secretary Qu replied shortly, indicating that he had received and understood that the Witch Jane's peace of mind competition was sufficient.

When Jane returns to the Clawson South Tower, she sleeps next door and bursts into a hog-killing laugh.

“Oh, shit!” Ming Yao sticks his head straight out of the window: “Got the little witch! Come and see Zongyi! ”

Right in the middle of the screen, playing "Go! Popular Juvenile.

Caesar's red-haired gag continued, and Xiaofu's second generation Mingyao bragged about the thin fire: “I've seen this star”, "It's been hidden in the snow for a few years, and then he married my brother in a small way, and it went red."

“Oops, this cow X is out of the Union, in the blue sky. Neither the show team nor the guests dared to offend her. It is said to be both black and white eating"...

The show is now in its second round, and a group of stars are brushing their faces door-to-door and borrowing ingredients to complete a field barbecue mission.

The next lap of practitioners immediately caught up in the discussion.

“We can't borrow the ingredients to brush our faces. Can we hunt for ourselves?”, “This shooting is not in the wilderness, the ground is full of poultry raised by the peasant uncle! Want to grab other guest ingredients... what? No robbery? If a Zongyi doesn't fight or rob us, our escaped players will be ruined! ”

Witch Jane found out that Popular Juvenile is an outdoor art.

These kinds of complexity tasks change from one issue to the next, and the form doesn't change much. However, outdoors are undoubtedly Witch Jane's weakness compared to indoors.

He knows too little about this era.

He first appeared in the White Moon Light Entertainment Building and remained in Clawson's ivory tower most of the time. One of the most frequent trips out, the only one who can feel the road is the deep blue sky floating city--

The alarm rang in Witch Jane's heart, not to mention anything else, he may even know the traffic rules!

The following week, I had to go out for a walk to avoid being written a passage entitled "Surprise, the daily viability of a fugitive, fear of becoming a homeless man after retirement".

However, when Witch Jane went back to bed, another matter soon took his attention.

Xiao Yinglong also slept sweetly on the couch.

Starting last night, it added up to about 12 hours of sleep. When collecting pet certificates for Little Wing Dragon, Witch Jane carefully consulted that Blue Star's oxygen content is lower than it was in its original lifetime, and it is also possible to sleep 8-10 hours a day in the event of insufficient oxygen supply, but 12 hours is beyond the scope of "health”.

Witch Jane shook the little wing dragon, and it pounded its wings and went into the Witch Jane training suit collar to continue sleeping.

Ultimately, Witch Jane dialed the terminal number left to him by the then Evolutionary Scale staff.

“Too much sleep? Attack the pillow?” Opposite the terminal, the staff thought, "I see. Is there another pterodactylus nearby? ”

Jane shook her head.

“Should be lonely.” The lab researcher explained, "Just take it out and meet new friends. ”

Correspondence hung up, witch Jane stayed and quickly apologized deeply to Xiao Yinglong. Turn on terminal fly-fast search.

—— "The Southern Cross star Dragon Winged Dragon sister is dating ~ [pictures] [video], has a good personality and is able to fight with warmth. Intentionally selfish.”

I can't do this, the wingspan is too long... I don't think I can see my little wingspan!

- "Thirteen Xiangputian Winged Dragon Shock Price, 30 points for one, 100 points for three. ”

This is ripe, and you can't be friends!

—— "Buddhist Dragon is exclusive, Wing Dragon starts at 50...”

She was hesitating to buy a companion to play with Xiao Yinglong, and the bedroom door opened from the outside.

"Why?" ”

Witch Jane hurried to state the facts and review her own responsibilities as a master.

Boss knows, press the terminal.

A hovered luxury car flew in and was parked outside the bedroom floating window.

Floating windows buzz, the fan rotates 90 degrees flat and connects to the floating car.

Witch Jane: “…” 31st century windows can move! And this car looks expensive...

The guardian prompted Witch Jane to hand herself Wing Dragon: "Get in the car. ”

Witch Jane followed him and dashed all the way, curious: “Are we... going to take Little Wing Dragon out for a sneak? Help him find his little buddy? ”

Horseman nodded.

The interior of the car was stunning and luxurious. Witch Jane couldn't help but notice: “Go out and drive this car. Is it too windy? After all, I just snuck off Xiao Ying Dragon..."

The man turned the car key, took the sunglasses and handed the other pair to Witch Jane. On the driver's seat, the five officers under the guard sunglasses were handsome and deep, a pure white shirt unbuckled and the arms under the cuffs were muscular. Everywhere is free from “low-key”.

Defense: “Well, sneak off Wing Dragon. Skip you by the way. ”

Thanks! (◎_◎;) for the rocket ~!

Thank you for the fat, chirping grenades ~ ~

Thanks to Ye Yan, kiwi peaches are not sour enough, ooh, ah, Mr. Su's mine ~ ~

The mouth has changed!