Chapter 419 Please Enter the Urn

But just as she was looking forward to the purple-red pastry that was getting closer and closer, waiting for Tang Fang to put it into her mouth, suddenly, that small piece of crystal-clear hawthorn cake was on her lips like a dragonfly. Once touched, the electric shot returned, and was stuffed into his mouth by that nasty brat.

"Tsk, tsk, delicious and sweet!"

"Tang Fang!" The girl swallowed a mouthful of sour water, raised her eyebrows and shouted heavily. She just knew it! The bad-bellied guy on the other side won't let go of any chance to play tricks on her.

"Hey." With a burst of "simple laughter", the face that she loved and hated again appeared in the field of vision, and there was another piece of hawthorn cake.

"good……"

"Hmph!" The girl glared at her, but ignored it.

Holding the pastry in his palm, Tang Fang turned around in front of her: "You don't want to eat?"

"Hmph!" The girl was unmoved, this guy was so naughty that he was carved out of Tang Yun's mold, he was worthy of being a brother and sister. It's just that the little witch mostly teases the crew on the Morning Star, and he usually teases either himself or Zhou Ai.

"Eat, eat, I promise I won't play any tricks again this time." Seeing the girl's stubborn expression of indifference, Tang Fang softened instead, and said cheekily.

"Really?" In fact, Claire is also a greedy master. Since Tang Fang has said so, it would be a little inappropriate for her not to use the slope to get off the donkey.

"Of course it's true!" Just like last time, Tang Fang sent the hawthorn cake over again.

However, before she could reach her, the hawthorn cake slipped and fell from his fingers. The girl had quick eyesight and quick hands, and bent down to fish for it, and finally caught the piece of cake.

"Call..."

She breathed a sigh of relief and straightened up. He was about to reprimand Tang Fang a few words, but when he raised his head, he didn't wait to speak. A warmth has been imprinted on her lips.

The girl's eyes suddenly widened, and her body froze involuntarily. The piece of hawthorn cake fell from her palm and landed on the ground with a "pop".

"Hmm..." She subconsciously wanted to say something, but the nasty boy who took advantage of others took advantage of it, slipped the tip of his tongue into her mouth, grabbed the sweet saliva wantonly, and trembled slightly, as if fearing the enemy and trembling Like a little silky.

Claire raised her hands, but Tang Fang grabbed her wrists.

Feel his wet, heavy breath on his cheek.

As well as the passionate kiss, the girl's resistance gradually stopped, and her originally stiff body relaxed.

Perhaps because Qingzhi couldn't escape his "claw", the two had been bound together by an invisible red rope since they boarded the Morning Star.

Or it may be that the relationship between the two has reached the day when it will blossom and bear fruit, and everything is just a matter of course and a matter of course.

So, Claire no longer resisted, and tried to use her lips and tongue to cater to the little Nezha who was stirring up the world in Tankou shyly and immaturely.

Feel the girl's body soften. The exhaled breath was wet and warm, and it tickled the face when it was blown, which was sultry.

Tang Fang glanced at her face out of the corner of his eye. Claire closed her eyes tightly, her beautiful eyelashes were like dancing elves under the warm sun, sometimes jumping and sometimes quiet.

The little face showed a drunken blush like a beauty, moist and moist, like a ruby.

Tang Fang let go of the hand that was tightly gripping Hao's wrist, slid back, grabbed Claire's back, and hugged her gently.

at the same time. His left hand became dishonest, touching the girl's body a few times with his military uniform on. Seeing that she just made two "hum hums" in a daze, he couldn't help but feel courageous. Gently lift the hem, and slowly put your hands deep inside.

When his fiery coal-like hand covered Claire's lower abdomen, her body trembled, her heart beat faster, and her panting became more intense.

Tang Fang is also someone who has been in love, and she still has some insights into the relationship. At this time, she just needs to strike while the iron is hot, and break through her psychological barrier with the momentum of destruction, and things will be easy in the future.

Third base is on, is home plate far away?

At this moment, he put all his energy into it, continued to kiss deeply without relaxing, and at the same time took every step to go straight to Guanshan.

However, at the end of the journey of learning scriptures for thousands of miles, the girl suddenly opened her eyes and gave Tang Fang a resentful look. .

"Ah!" But after hearing a scream, the captain suddenly withdrew his tongue.

"Do you dare to bite me?" The hand that invaded the girl's chest squeezed upwards.

"Ah!" It was Claire's turn to scream this time.

She didn't know where the strength came from, but she pushed Tang Fang away and broke free from his arms.

"Hehe, it's so soft...it's easy to play." The captain had a long stream of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he smiled like an idiot. Dao Sheng: "It smells so good!"

The girl directly across from her hugged her breasts, her face was like ripe grapes: "Tang Fang! You big pervert, rascal, bastard!"

"Oh, you can bite me, but I'm not allowed to catch you? What logic!"

"Stop yelling, it's like I'm unspoken rules for you." Awakened by her yelling, Tang Fang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "It's obviously wishful thinking, why should I be a bad guy?"

"Who...who is consensual with you." Claire's teeth were itching with hatred, the guy in front of her really had too much mouth. I'm a woman, he's a man, he ate such a big piece of tofu, what's wrong with being wronged?

"It's not consensual, so why are you blushing? Just now, you obviously enjoyed it, but you don't admit it in a blink of an eye?" Tang Fang rubbed his cheeks and said vaguely.

The girl only heard the general idea, but she also knew that it was definitely not a good thing, so she couldn't help but glared: "I should have bitten off that root of trouble for you just now..."

The root cause of what she said was, of course, the captain's tongue that cut off words.

But when he got to the party, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was very, very shameless and shameless: "No, no, absolutely not! You don't think about me, you have to think about yourself."

"Such a good treasure, wouldn't it be a pity to destroy it?"

Claire blinked and blinked, finally gaining a deeper understanding of the shamelessness of the captain.

"You!... Don! Fang!" She was going crazy, why did she always get herself involved every time she talked to him?

"Hey, calm down, calm down, it's not good to be angry during the Chinese New Year." Backhanded. There was another piece of hawthorn cake in his palm.

This time, it was rare to play any tricks, but actually put it into the girl's mouth.

Claire chewed carefully a few times. He looked down again at the hawthorn cake that had been smashed into pieces on the floor, and took out a piece of paper from the towel box behind him. Bending down, picking up the residue of hawthorn cake and throwing it into the trash can: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?" Tang Fang hugged her tightly from behind, buried his head in her blond hair and took a deep breath: "Could it be that my kiss is not as good as a piece of hawthorn cake?"

The girl patted his hand around his waist lightly: "Stop making trouble, if you continue to make trouble like this, you won't be able to complete the task assigned by Zhou Ai, and everyone will be hungry."

"Your task is to feed me." Tang Fang put his mouth close to her ear, gently rubbed the earlobe, and said with a pun.

"You're dishonest again? What if Zhou Ai sees it?" The girl shook her neck lightly, and it didn't count that the guy behind her hugged her. He even opened his mouth to bite her earlobe, grinding it back and forth.

"Seen by her? Hmm..." Tang Fang pondered for a moment, then said jokingly, "Then I'll take her together."

Claire didn't doubt that he was there, she giggled and said, "Go ahead and make your big dream come true."

"What are you talking about? Who will accept whom? What kind of Spring and Autumn Dream?"

The two of you and I spent most of the day together, focusing on the relationship between our children and completely ignoring the perception of the surrounding environment. It wasn't until Zhou Ai opened the door and walked in that he answered a sentence, but he didn't react.

Claire broke free from his embrace and moved a few steps away. Take advantage of the opportunity to organize some messy clothes.

If it was placed just now, the cooking room would be filled with steam and clouds would billow. Zhou Ai really might not be able to find anything, but at this moment, the steam has almost dissipated. Although Claire's movements are fast, she still caught the "unsuitable for children" scene just now.

It is true that after tossing and turning and thinking hard all night, she has already realized the consciousness of letting go, but seeing the scene now. But it was as if a dagger had severed her heart, and it was in front of her face. Numerous blood holes were pierced on it.

Many times, thinking is the same thing. Acting is another matter. In the past, when Tang Fangdao didn't show his intentions, even if the two made love, she could still hold on, but she felt a little sour in her heart.

However, today, that sourness, like a bursting flood, almost drowned her whole body.

She couldn't help but have a somewhat absurd thought in her heart, if she hadn't left him at that time, and could have been by his side all the time like Claire, she would be willing to die even if she died.

Zhou Ai couldn't help but took a step back. Claire was confused due to her shyness, and didn't notice this detail, but Tang Fang saw this scene in her eyes and felt pain in her heart.

Zhou Ai was smiling, but in his eyes, he was clearly crying. There are struggles, desolation, self-blame, despair, jealousy, longing, and doubts in her eyes.

"Why... why can't I control it?"

He asked himself, if he had stronger concentration and sharper ears, he wouldn't be able to sprinkle another pinch of salt on Zhou Ai's already scarred heart.

Tang Fang is a common man, like all men, he doesn't want any girl who likes him to be sad, but he is very stubborn and unwilling to make a choice, Zhou Ai, Claire, he wants both of them.

In the society before time travel, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, but today is different from the past, the environment of the universe is different, and he is also capable of protecting the two girls and giving them a better life.

However, emotional matters are not simply addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, either right or wrong.

Claire and Zhou Ai are not commodities, nor are they walking dead, nor are they gold diggers who are willing to cling to power in exchange for a quality life. They have their own temperaments, their own persistence, and their own views on love.

The relationship between him and Claire has been accumulated along the way, bit by bit in life. If the protagonist in some novels I have read before, the tiger's body shakes and the bastard is angry, tell her carelessly. : "Don't think I will hang you on a tree like you, my goal is to open a big harem."

What would she think? I'm afraid the girl will draw an approximate sign between him and Kirkcraft I.

Doing so would break her heart.

What's more, with Zhou Ai's personality, if she knew that her relationship with Claire had caused a rift in her relationship, she would definitely feel guilty and would never be that disgraceful third party. Even leave yourself directly.

She said: "Claire has suffered too much misfortune, and she will never stab the girl's scarred heart again."

But if you pretend not to know, keep silent. What will happen to Zhou Ai? Today's incident is an excellent example, she will also be painful and sad.

This stubborn, kind and upright girl. But because of his personality, he pushed himself into the sea of ​​swords and blades.

what to do? What can be done? It's not true, it's not true if you don't say it, it's the first time Tang Fang has experienced the entanglement of needles hidden in Qiong Yao's emotional drama.

For a big man to be troubled by such a thing, he is ashamed and ashamed!

"Sister Zhou Ai, Sister Zhou Ai, Dr. Li asked if the food is ready..." Just when Tang Fang felt in a dilemma. Linglong's question came from outside.

The embarrassing atmosphere in the room was eased, Tang Fang looked at Zhou Ai distressedly: "You guys get busy first, I'll go and see Tang Yun."

After Zhou Ai put on the black face, it was naturally his turn to appear on the stage as the white face actor. Claire had no doubt about him, and said: "Then hurry up, I'm still waiting for you to make dumplings."

"Understood." Tang Fang agreed, and ran out of the cooking room as if fleeing.

"Let them wait." Zhou Ai suppressed the bitterness in his heart until the captain's back disappeared, and shouted outside. Then he looked at Claire with a complicated expression: "Is the ham ready?"

"Well, you can prepare the next dish."

"Okay, go and help me fish out the two mandarin fishes in the water tank. Next is today's main dish --- squirrel mandarin fish. This is a dish that will test your knife skills. You can eat it in a while. Look carefully."

"..."

When Tang Fang whimpered and walked towards Tang Yun's room three times at a time, Grant, Aros, and Churchill were accompanying Byron and Stephen to visit the Morning Star somewhere on the starboard side.

This was Aros' suggestion. Considering that he had only just reunited with Byron, he didn't know much about the Morning Star. Anyway, there was still some time before dinner, so why not take him around.

For the heroic performance of the Morning Star in the previous naval battle. Byron was very impressed, so he was so happy. Ruskin, who was sitting at the same table with him, also intended to follow. Unexpectedly, Sheridan stopped it. After all, what is Byron's identity. What are their identities? This is the Morning Star, Tang Fang's flagship. As a guest, it's better to know how to choose and retreat, so as not to make yourself feel uncomfortable.

Sheridan, Fielding and the others are self-aware, but it doesn't mean that Stephen Su will accompany them to chat with that old fellow Nehemiah and say some unnutritious words.

This senior conspiracy theory and persecuted delusional patient who has always been wary of Tang Fang thinks that by visiting the Morning Star, he will definitely be able to catch the captain's pigtails and prove his sagacity. Raw fish soup.

Stephen Su thought he was Byron's confidant, he wanted to follow, and the people on the Morning Star would definitely not refuse if they didn't look at the face of the monk or the face of the Buddha.

He is very clever. Indeed, Aros didn't say anything, but frowned slightly. Grant and Churchill also smiled and said goodbye to Sheridan, Fielding and others, and followed them out of the dining area.

In addition to the dining area on the starboard side of the Morning Star, there are fission reactors for shaped cannons, nuclear fuel circulation pools, vacuum chambers, separation chambers, ion cyclotron resonance fields, and particle beam cores for antimatter auxiliary thrusters.

Aros said that he would take him on a tour, but in fact he didn't want to drink.

He and Byron walked in the front, and the two of them were muttering about something. Behind them, Stephen Sue was like a monkey jumping up and down. The more important the cabin, the more he wanted to go in and have a look.

Grant and Churchill frowned as they watched from behind. Although some of the technology of the Morning Star far surpassed the current level, let alone a layman like Stephen Sue who couldn't see why, even a class of warship engineers would not even think about it. Understand the core process. But... being bumped into by an outsider unscrupulously, no one will feel good.

The 5 people walked for a while and came to the nuclear power area in the belly of the ship. Stephen Su glanced here and there, and the passing crew members felt chills down their backs from his stare.

The conversation between Aros and Byron had stopped for a while.

"Grant, come and explain the 'Aurora' shield to Byron, you are familiar with it."

As soon as the veteran finished speaking, Grant looked left and right, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, walked up to Byron, pointed to the rectification cabin and said, "This is one of the core equipment of the Morning Star --- the plasma shield. Pressurized, rectified cabin."

Byron nodded after listening. Behind him, Stephen Su rolled his eyes, walked to the door, pushed the door open and walked inside.

"Stephen, are you enough?" Byron's eyes were filled with anger. This guy has been on the Morning Star since. It never stopped, a pair of dead fish looked like killing their father and enemy.

Aros smiled and said, "He's willing to watch it, so you can let him watch it." Then, he chased after him and said as he walked, "Brother Stephen, come here, let me explain to you."

There was something odd about Byron, all along. The veteran had never looked at Stephen Sue directly, and he didn't like him very much. Why did he suddenly flatter him now? This was not in line with the veteran's personality.

Byron wanted to follow up and have a look, so as to avoid conflicts between the two, so that he could mediate from the sidelines.

Unexpectedly, Grant stopped him, pointed to the cabin on the other side and said, "This is the central core of the shipboard quantum communication equipment, the absolute Epsilon equipment, do you want to go and have a look?"

"No need." Byron politely declined the deputy captain's offer, with a anxious expression on his face. The veteran and Stephen Su have already entered the cabin, and it's good that nothing happened between the two of them, just in case something happens. How can he explain to Tang Fang.

Stephen Su, despite the fact that there are five people and six people all day long, pretends to be like that, but in fact he is impatient, no different from Howson. Grant has said that it is the pressurized and rectified compartment of the plasma shield, which belongs to the core area. The most important thing is that a reckless man like him should not be allowed to enter.

He suddenly regretted it. Why did I get this guy on board with a feverish brain. It's just making yourself unhappy!

There was no one in the corridor, and most of the crew were called to the dining area for the New Year's party. In the past, the belly of the ship, where people came and went, seemed very deserted, only the bright lights that formed a line at the top of the corridor emitted a blazing, but not very dazzling, milky white light.

There was a slight vibration, and Byron thought it was the humming of the exhaust pipe or the sound of liquid flowing. Faintly mixed with human screams.

He raised his head and looked at the rectifying cabin with the safety door tightly closed.

After a while, the safety door opened, and the veteran walked out of the cabin. There was a spring-like smile on his face, as if there was some happy event. However, Byron still noticed the subtle folds in the veteran's cuffs and his slightly flushed face, as if he had done some exercise.

"Churchill, it's your turn!"

The veteran's words made Byron have an illusion, as if those unscrupulous pirates stopped the merchant ship and killed all the men, facing the favorite thing for the female relatives to do. Of course, beautiful women must be the object of competition. In addition to the position, the speed of unbuttoning has also become an intangible capital.

Churchill seemed to know what he was thinking. Before going in, he smoothed his hair like a chicken coop, loosened his belt, stretched his arms with his fingers crossed, and shook his neck slowly, making a "cluck" His joints exploded, and then he walked into the rectifying cabin.

"Pfft, puff...boom." There seemed to be a sound of something hard hitting the sandbag. Stephen Su's scolding could be faintly heard from the door, but it was more of a miserable howl as if phlegm was clogging his throat.

Byron's face was jumping, and he finally figured it out. It turned out that all of this was a set up by Aros, Grant, and Churchill. What they said about taking him to visit the Morning Star, and why they couldn't stand those unnutritious pleasantries, these words were all nonsense.

It is enough for one person to take him to visit the Morning Star, why come three? Grant next to him was like a basketball player on the field, keeping a close eye on him, while Aros and Churchill over there played a trick of inviting the king into the urn.

Stephen Su is a psychopath, but in vain he labeled himself a "persecuted delusional disorder", and he didn't see the conspiracy of the three people. This is really ridiculous and ironic.

"It's right to let him suffer a little bit. In the past few days, he has become less and less concerned about himself as the regiment leader." Byron thought so, the psycho in the room has indeed gone too far these two days. Well, even if Aros doesn't do it, he still has to find a good time to beat it.

Churchill came out a little late, his right eye socket was a little bruised, he looked like he had been punched, and even a button near his collar was torn off. It seems that Stephen Sue was not totally helpless, at least he left some scars on Churchill. (to be continued)