White lotus boyfriend doesn't want to break up

Chapter 43

After returning from dinner at Mrs. Darcy's house, the hardworking robot Xiao Ming has already made the bed.

Huo Mingchi smiled and touched the head of the little robot, "That's great, go and rest, you're exhausted too."

Xiao Ming, the robot who received the praise, happily slid to the corner and quickly entered a dormant state.

Huo Mingchi went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. Before going to bed, he did [-] routine push-ups. By the time he collapsed on the bed, he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

As soon as he pulled the corner of the quilt to cover his stomach, his brain impatiently entered a deep sleep state.

This time he slept very contentedly. In the morning, Huo Mingchi took advantage of his good energy and did [-] leapfrog squats in one breath. This time he obviously felt much more relaxed than last night. He lifted up his trouser legs After looking at it, the physical fitness level line has risen to c-.

Huo Mingchi smiled, no wonder he always dreamed of a fire burning his calf last night. It turned out that his physical fitness level had risen by one level.

Hard work pays off, which shows that his unremitting efforts every day still have results.

After doing another [-] push-ups, Huo Mingchi went to the bathroom covered in sweat to take a shower before going to Lin's house.

"You're finally here!" Lin seemed very excited today, when he opened the door and saw that it was Huo Mingchi, he dragged the man in without waiting for the other party to speak.

The temperature of Lin's palm was very high, as hot as a small stove, and it didn't take long for a layer of sticky sweat to break out from the skin they were touching.

Huo Mingchi twitched and failed to free his hand, so he could only laugh and joke, "Why, you plan to wash my hands with your sweat?"

Lin raised one eyebrow evilly, "Isn't it!" Even though he said so, he let go of his hand, and rubbed his palm against the leg of his trousers without any trace.

Shameful, Lin felt that this time in front of men, he was ashamed and humiliated! !

Huo Mingchi looked at the tip of his red ear, but he didn't pierce it, he just asked, "Where is the bathroom?"

"Cough, I'll take you there." Lin rubbed the tip of his nose uncomfortably, and ran away in a hurry.

Huo Mingchi who was standing there: ...

After washing his hands, Lin became mysterious again, "Let's go, I'll take you to see a treasure."

"What baby?"

"It's a fan gift I just received this morning." Lin put his hands on Huo Mingchi's shoulders, and leaned closer to him with a malicious smile on his face, "Good stuff, you'll like it."

Huo Mingchi laughed and didn't say anything. You can only know if you like it or not.

Lin took him to the leisure activity room on the sixth floor, pointed to a long red coffin in the center, and said, "Chunmeng has no trace, the dream-making hypnosis cabin that has been on fire recently is very interesting."

Huo Mingchi walked up to the cabin and took a look. The space was rather large. There was a layer of water pads filled with liquid on the bottom and surroundings. The tentacles were warm, like the smooth and soft skin of a lover.

"Chunmeng has no trace." The old driver smiled in a low voice, but after thinking about it for a while, he already understood the general function of this cabin.

Lin was still advocating beside him: "Don't you want to try? I managed to fall asleep to the goddess Olivia with it! That taste, tsk tsk..."

"Isn't it empty after waking up from the dream?" Huo Mingchi's fingers still rested on the water cushion, showing no intention of leaving.

The corner of the old driver's mouth was smiling, as long as he thought of a little crying bag, a touch of tenderness would unconsciously appear in his dark pupils.

The fingertips are soft and smooth to the touch, and as they move and explore slowly, a beautiful white and deep face gradually appears in the man's mind.

He let out a low, inaudible sigh from his chest, and the slender fingers with well-articulated joints also quietly stopped.

Without the stimulation brought by the senses, Huo Mingchi's brain gradually became clear, and the sudden return of rationality dominated the field, quickly driving away the unrealistic thoughts, and he almost didn't hesitate. He took his hand back.

"Hey??!" Lin quickly grabbed the man's arm, and persuaded anxiously, "It's not empty. Although it's a dream, it's very real. It's a really good experience!!"

Huo Mingchi twitched the corner of his mouth, but he firmly refused, "I won't try."

"This is a good opportunity to 'dream come true', are you sure you don't want it?!" Lin looked at him incredulously.

"You can continue to do it yourself, I'm not interested in this aspect." The old driver said that his five-finger girl is very good, and his own imagination is not bad, so he doesn't need external help to create Nao Shizi's sexual dream.

Lin looked at the man sadly: "...everyone has only one chance, and this device won't work for him after he uses it up."

Huo Mingchi raised his eyebrows, that's why.

Lin continued, "Oh, it's a pity to throw it away. You can try it. That dream is very refreshing. Really, if I didn't want to use it for you, I would have destroyed it. The shelf life of the dream mat is only Seven days."

Huo Mingchi's attitude remained unchanged, "Fake ones are boring."

Lin was in a hurry, and accidentally yelled out what was in his heart: "I just want to see what type you like, why is it so difficult?!"

Huo Mingchi looked at him clearly: "Is that so..."

"Ah, no, no, you didn't hear anything!! I, I just...in fact, it's not... Hey, you can do whatever you want." Lin Jiong wanted to crawl into the ground, and his supposedly evil face suddenly swelled into a pig's liver He stammered and explained indiscriminately, and then fled from the man again with his left foot and right foot.

Huo Mingchi smiled. He sized up the so-called dream-making hypnosis cabin next to him. In fact, it was a lie to say that he was not interested. He just wanted to see how well this fringe star car god sold in his gourd. what medicine.

But now that he has figured it out, he naturally wants to experience this magical machine created by people from the future.

Huo Mingchi picked up the instruction manual that was discarded aside, flipped through it, and got a rough idea of ​​the process.

He focused on the part of the dream storage. It said that as long as the memory chip was pulled out, the dreams experienced by the user would not be recorded.

Huo Mingchi was completely relieved now. He first locked the doors and windows of the leisure room one by one, followed the steps in the instruction manual to take out the memory chip, and finally took off his shoes and lay down.

The comfort in the cabin was simply beyond his imagination. Almost as soon as he lay down, his sides were tightly wrapped by the water cushions as soft as human skin. Huo Mingchi slowly stretched his legs and feet, closed his eyes and tried Going to sleep.

I don't know if it was the effect of the dream cabin, but his drowsiness came very quickly, and it didn't take long before his consciousness became blurred.

Amidst the ups and downs of his body, an option box decorated with pink petals suddenly appeared in front of his 'eyes'.

[I have read the three-dimensional images of the most satisfying and favorite characters in your brain. Next, please choose your favorite personality attributes:

1: A lively and sunny boy

2: A cold and domineering strong president

3: Delicate and sexy kitten

4: Weak and timid little crying bag

5: Gentle and intelligent wife and father

6: Cute and soft sticky essence

Cannot be modified after selection, please think carefully before choosing~]

Huo Mingchi's interested eyes wandered between 4 and 6 for a while, and finally he chose 4, the weak and timid little crying bag.

For some reason, he felt that this attribute fit Gail's image very well, and he even began to look forward to a delicious dinner on the table.

The option box flickered and quickly disappeared from his face.

It was replaced by a big velvet bed, and there was a little blond boy who was huddled in the corner of the bed and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"Gail." Huo Mingchi walked over and gently stroked the little angel's hair.

Maybe it was because the man's palm was too warm, the little crying bag slowly leaned closer, but still a little scared, he carefully grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and asked aggrievedly, "Why don't you kiss me?"

Huo Mingchi smiled and looked down at him, "Waiting for you to kiss me."

The little crying bag burst into tears immediately, "No, I, I'm shy."

Huo Mingchi looked at the little angel with teary eyes, and felt that his heart was about to soften. His Adam's apple moved, and he said in a dry voice, "Then I will kiss you, please be good and stay still, okay?"

Little crying bag letter, he closed his eyes obediently and let the man take off his clothes one by one, but the expected kiss never came.

The little crying bag opened its red eyes, and asked again: "Where is Kiss?"

Huo Mingchi untied his belt unhurriedly, "Good boy, come here."

Little Crying Bag believed it again, simply closed his eyes, and waited and waited until a pair of generous palms gently pulled up his ankles, but he still didn't get the kiss.

"You lied!" Little Wailing Bao opened his eyes again.

However, this time, the long-awaited sweet kiss finally fell, but the numbness and pain that followed almost made his scalp burst.

After the big train slowly got on the right track, the little crying bag couldn't help crying loudly.

"Does it hurt?" The gentle locomotive did not rush forward, but slowly groped along the narrow mountain track.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish,..." Xiao Kuibao hiccupped while crying, his whole body was almost overwhelmed by the sense of helplessness that every area of ​​his body was controlled by a man.

Huo Mingchi lowered his head and kissed Xiaokuibao's tear-wet golden eyelashes, and said with a smile, "Then why are you crying?"

Little Crying Bag didn't speak, it should be said that he didn't have any strength to speak, his attention was completely snatched by the man's fingers and lips everywhere, and he fell into the rhythm of the old driver's gradual progress...

On the day Qin Tianming left with 500 million star coins, Gail was sitting in the classroom of Class 1, Grade [-] at the Westchester Military Academy, listening to Mr. Field talk about the glorious history of the Federation for nearly ten thousand years.

Through the monitoring screen projected on the smart watch, he saw the man with his face covered in bandages stepping out of the door step by step.

When the dim sunlight gradually blurred Qin Tianming's slender figure, the black shadow jumped and changed to gradually form a black line, then from line to dot, from dot to nothing, and finally disappeared completely, leaving nothing behind. The next trace... Gail suddenly felt that his breathing became much lighter, as if the boulder that had been pressing on his heart had finally been removed.

"Little baby, don't worry too early~" Mo Mei's voice followed like a ghost, Gail's eyes widened and he turned his head to look, the nightmare has never left——

Gail remembered that the first time he heard this voice, it was the most violent time when the little ancestor broke up.

He sat on the sofa in the small hall and shed tears all night. For the first time, he experienced the sense of despair that was greater than death. At that moment, the whole world in front of him seemed to have turned into pale and dull gray tones.

In a kind of half-asleep and half-awake, he suddenly heard a slightly helpless chuckle, "Why is it so useless, my baby?" The voice seemed to stick to his ear, and he smiled softly The sound drilled all the way down the ear hole, and the tingling itchiness hit the depths of the fragile heart.

"Who are you?" Gail looked around tensely, and his body quickly entered a state of combat alert.

The voice disappeared, no matter how much he shouted, the other party did not give any response.

Probably an auditory hallucination, Gail said to himself.

He kept this matter to himself and didn't tell anyone about it.

However, the matter did not end. After the little ancestor rejected his proposal and left alone with the suitcase, he suddenly saw a blond man who looked exactly like himself when he was walking up the stairs.

"Be strong, my little baby~" The man smiled, but when he rushed over to catch him, he miraculously evaporated, just as weird as when he appeared.

Gail's heart was pounding, he blinked hard, and then blinked again, but there was no one else here except himself-he thought he might be crazy.

On the sofa in the VIP room of the love bureau, Gail pinched the little ancestor's chin reluctantly, and when he wanted to ask for a kiss at the time of parting, the voice in his head suddenly appeared again.

The devil laughed and commented, "His lips must be sweet~"

Gail was startled, and quickly sat down with red ears...

Later on, the frequency of voices became higher and higher.

"Tsk tsk, he still hasn't changed, he will always have that disgusting face~"

Gail turned his head and looked at the blue eyes of the other party that were exactly the same as his own. For the first time, his heart beat so calmly.

'Is he the brother Tianming? ' asked Gail, confused.

'I'm you, baby, I know what's going on in your heart, if you don't believe what I say, why do you still ask me? '

Gail took a deep breath, 'Can you just disappear from me completely? '

"I can't, I'm waiting until the right time... I can replace you~" The man smiled like a flower, and disappeared out of thin air again.

Gail suddenly felt a confusion in his mind, he knocked his drowsy head hard, and shouted on the verge of collapse, "Get out!! Get out of here!!!!"

It was lunch time at that time, and Qin Tianming, who was sitting next to him, was so frightened by the roar that he stood up from his chair directly.

The man glanced tremblingly at his bluish face, then hurriedly left the dining table while helping his bandaged face.

It was after that day that Qin Tianming happily took the money and decided to leave Gale...