Chapter 437: Galaxy Enchantress

The Milky Way Demon Girl is still awake, her messy long hair covers half of her side face, she looks a little pale from a distance, presumably due to fright.

On the way here, Tang Yun asked Claire to wake up Miss Charlotte Quinn several times to get close to her idol, but Tang Fang stopped them all. The stunning beauty of the country has an inexplicable rejection psychology.

Maybe she is very beautiful, very spiritual, even full of poetry, as dazzling as the brightest star in the galaxy, but so what? Tang Fang didn't think it was his posturing, he was just a little repulsive, or... hostile? This feeling is very strange, there is no reason, no reason, but it is stubborn.

So, while Miss Charlotte Quinn was in a coma, she was handed over to the "Ankalim" government. This might displease Tang Yun, but... the little girl has caused enough trouble Already, although the main factor is no longer her.

Claire was a little puzzled, but didn't say much, just looked at him strangely. Tang Fang seemed to realize something. Sure enough, the most incomprehensible creature in the world is called a "woman". You have to express it If you are too "male", it is called hooliganism and shameless. If you want to behave too much, it is also called hypocrisy, sullenness, and posturing.

In fact, he also noticed that some soldiers cast surprised eyes, which was a very strange look, so strange that the captain thought of a word "curvy man", which undoubtedly made him very upset, but considering his identity and Purpose, reason finally defeated passion, glanced at them coldly, and walked towards the pier without looking back.

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When we returned to the "sky garden", the artificial sun was slowly rising from the "horizon", casting a golden color on the commercial area, and the air was filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers. This is a gift from the environmental regulation system, injecting vitality into people who get up early to exercise.

Coffee and fruit juices churn up and down in containers, and the aroma of malt flows through the street. Over the corner, appear in front of people. Customers of different skin colors, different ages, and different genders sat on the tables behind the French windows of some fast food restaurants. Some of them were talking about the ball game in the Central Gymnasium yesterday. The damn "Eagle" team killed the "Starlight" team again; Some were talking about gossip and bad jokes, but more people focused on the news channel's report on the "Ankalim" terrorist attack.

When is "Babylon" not safe anymore? How did those terrorists break through the double line of defense of the Star Alliance and the Silver Eagles and enter "Ankalim"?

Not only can they not figure it out, the customs can't figure it out, the captain of the Morning Star in a villa behind the Venice Hotel also can't figure it out---he can't figure out why those people from the "Brotherhood" would do such a thing suicide attack. What is their purpose?

Because I can't figure it out,

So in the end, he didn't want to think about it at all. He took a cold shower and drank a cup of fragrant coffee. Before his hair dried naturally, he was like a slippery silver carp, plunged into the bed laid by Claire, In the pure white quilt with a faint fragrance, I went to find Duke Zhou to play chess.

This is his way of rest, and it is also a way of entertainment, because Zhou Gong has always been very close to him. He even complained that he only cared about flirting with girls, but spent less and less time on himself, which puzzled Tang Fang. Also very surprised, could Duke Zhou be interested in him? Is this guy a real "curvy guy"?

Duke Zhou's kind face changed, and he was somewhat similar to Miss Charlotte Quinn. Then, like a widow for more than ten years who was hungry and thirsty, her eyes glowed green At the fierce light, a vicious woman rushed to overthrow him to the ground.

The perfume "Zhou Gong" sprays is good, very elegant, very unique, and a little familiar. But this cannot be a reason for him to compromise, the captain wanted to justly reprimand "Duke Zhou" for his wrongdoing. This is degrading, but fortunately this guy is still an ancient sage.

certainly. Before doing so, he had to push away the old guy who wanted to do indecent things to him, so his hand naturally pressed it up...pressed it...on a pair of soft, fleshy, amazingly tactile and bouncy babe.

It turns out that it's not just ",is, a,", feminization has invaded human society in an all-round way, and even the old man "Zhou Gong" has undergone a sex reassignment operation and performed a gorgeous turn.

Tang Fang felt that there would be another venue where he could "play chess" in the future, but...the only annoying thing was...why does he look a bit like that little girl, the Galaxy Demon Girl?

"Crack!" The slap was loud, and there was burning pain on the face.

The captain glared at him angrily, thinking that this fellow was unreasonable, obviously he was the one who overthrew himself and wanted to do things that were easy to do, but it turned out to be good, he first became angry and slapped himself across the face, so he pressed his hands even harder.

"Don! Fang! You hurt me!"

His vision changed from blurred to clear, and the captain woke up leisurely. He felt as if someone was shouting in his ears, and there was a faint fragrance in his nose and nose, probably the smell of Euphyllum vulgaris. He also felt an abnormality, his hand... seemed to be placed in the wrong place.

When the "Galaxy Demon Girl version of Grandpa Zhou" in front of him changed from a mirror image to Claire, who was frowning and making a pained expression, the captain finally realized what he had done, or what he had done wrong What!

"!" The captain withdrew his undisciplined hands and greeted very naturally.

Tang Fang didn't know that there were 5 finger marks on his left face, the red ones were like the stamps on the lower left corner of an ancient deed of sale.

Claire's anger still persisted, the corners of her eyebrows raised, and she stared coldly at the nasty guy on the bed.

Just like in the past, she entered the room and called him to get up, but she was suddenly pressed on her chest by him with surprisingly heavy force, and she was still yelling "Let me go, let me go...".

If he had been gentler, she might have smiled and knocked off those hands that took advantage of him. After all, Captain Tang was not a person who could sit still, but the key is to press hard and not say anything, and still mutter something in his mouth " Let me go, let me go..." It seemed that he was the one who was taken advantage of.

The captain's shamelessness has no lower limit, whether it is tolerable or unbearable, so, in a rage, she raised her hand. Then it fell, and the captain's left face was stamped with a very distinctive stamp.

In fact, she regretted it after beating her, she was afraid that she would really hurt Tang Fang. She didn't do it sincerely, but subconsciously. She wanted to explain... even if his hand was still on her chest.

But after hearing that "!", while she was relieved, another inexplicable anger climbed into her heart like ivy, just how thick-skinned this guy is.

She has anger and laughter in her heart, and there is an emotion called "lost temper" lingering in her chest. If she is a white dove, then the captain is a giant net. If she is a koi that goes eastward with the stream, then he is a bamboo basket in the gurgling stream, I am afraid that she is destined to be unable to escape from his palm in this life.

"hiss……"

Tang Fang took a deep breath, curled up his body lazily, and then stretched out into a "big" character. He pushed a corner of the quilt off the bed, arched it under the pillow, and said slowly, "Is it dawn?"

Claire felt that she was about to collapse, she stared at him, and said word by word: "You should ask if it's dark?"

"Oh." Tang Fang nodded. He asked, "Is it dark?"

That kind of concentration, that kind of seriousness, that kind of seriousness. It's like a 3-year-old who just woke up.

"Get up quickly, there is a visitor."

Claire found that she had been completely defeated. The captain's ability to make jokes and divert attention was at its peak. She wanted to say that he didn't need to do this. She was gradually getting used to the setting of being eaten tofu. Of course, this was from her heart. , It can only be from the heart, she can't dare to love and hate like Zhou Ai. She couldn't let go... because her name was Claire.

"Are there any guests?" Turning his head to look out the window, there was moonlight falling down. Spread evenly on the ground, like a layer of silver yarn.

no respond. Claire had already left the room and closed the door behind her, because she knew that the Captain never wore pajamas when he slept, and his beauty might not be very valuable, but the girl's face was.

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Tang Fang thought it was someone sent by the "Wanderer Technology Consortium", so he put on his clothes hastily, and went straight to the first floor with his slippers on.

Ten seconds later, for the first time, he felt that taking the elevator downstairs was a mistake, a big mistake, if he could choose again, he would resolutely take the stairs... No, he would not take the stairs, just stay in the bedroom and continue to sleep late , because he saw a person who he didn't want to see, but who he had to see because of emotion and reason---Galaxy Enchantress.

Miss Charlotte Quinn, the most beautiful pearl in the entire Hillenbel region!

The elevator door opened, and the captain's figure appeared in front of more than a dozen eyes in the living room. His clothes were a little disheveled, and even his hair was protruding. Beautiful, the shoes... finally got it on, but the sleepy eyes and half-yawned yawn clearly added a flavor to him.

For women, that's laziness, and for men, it's decadence.

Ever since, the moment Tang Fang saw Miss Charlotte, he retracted his steps, the elevator door closed again, and opened again about half a minute later. The lord walked out of the elevator with regular small steps, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, ignoring the astonished gazes of the guests, walked up to Claire, slightly raised his right hand, and motioned for several guests: "Sit!"

Tang Fang regained his calm, his stability, and his wisdom when facing people like Corey Christian and Bill Bohm Raphael, as if the scene in the elevator just now was simply a delusion of the guests.

Manager Alexia Gary felt in a daze that it wasn't him, it might be someone else, because the man in front of him couldn't be compared with the decadent, ordinary and sloppy man just now.

No one can ignore the peerless beauty of the Galaxy Enchantress, no one...

But why didn't this guy even look at her from the beginning to the end, didn't he dare? Afraid of being charmed by her?

Alexia Jiali didn't think so. In his eyes, he couldn't see any emotions similar to "avoidance" or "dread". No matter in terms of words, deeds or demeanor, he was very peaceful, as if he had been with an old friend for many years.

His fingers holding the handle of the mug were steady, without any tremor; the movement of picking up the cup to drink coffee was more natural and smooth, without any stiffness; and the last look at Charlotte was clean, thorough, clean and pure , there may be appreciation and surprise in it. But there is absolutely no trace of lewdness or evil thoughts.

Alexia suddenly became interested in him, Tang Fang... What kind of person is he?

Charlotte wore a slim suit with a black collar on a white background. Inside is a black low-cut T-shirt and black shorts. The bottom is black leather boots, coupled with her slender and slender legs, and long black hair like a waterfall, at first glance, it looks like a beauty under the moon blooming in the night, black and white are perfectly intertwined, noble and extraordinary Lost innocence, charming, regardless of anyone, from any angle. Couldn't fault even a single flaw.

She is perfect, flawless!

No matter she is on the stage or in reality, no matter before makeup or after makeup, she is the most shining pearl of Hillenbel, and has always been, even from the moment of birth.

If she is a Bai Qiong, then her smile is the new dew rippling on the tip of the petals in the morning, if she is a bright pearl. Then her smile is like a ray of veil embellished with pearls and jade inside the purple box.

Her laughter has a power called "infection", which will spread among people who see it, so Tang Yun smiled. Bai Hao laughed, Churchill laughed, and even Claire laughed.

Tang Fang was also smiling, but the smile was a little faint. This may be the illusion caused by the water vapor slightly distorting his vision, or it may be that the coffee is too hot, his facial muscles are a little stiff, or the big chandelier is turned on too brightly, and the light is dazzling. hurt his eyes. As a result, it is necessary to squint slightly, which distracts the energy invested in "smiling".

certainly. Miss Charlotte's beautiful legs that are as soft as crisp, smooth as jade, and as tender as bamboo shoots may also be one of the reasons.

"Mr. Tang, it's about the day. Thank you."

Her voice was soft, like the distant clouds in the sky, and his voice was sweet, like honey overflowing from a hive.

There are 6 cups of coffee on the coffee table, which should have a strong fragrance, but at this moment, it seems that the fragrance of Lanzhi is blowing past, blowing away the remaining cigar smell in the living room, and diluting the smell of coffee.

"You are Welcome."

Tang Fang raised his glass and saluted her from a distance: "Don't you want to try it? This is a gift from the old Corey, and it is also the only thing I offer as a treat."

Charlotte shook her head: "I'm sorry, I never drink coffee." It was obviously a refusal, but it seemed that there was a sweet spring flowing in her heart, making people feel no regrets, as if she should have been like that in the first place , stay away from the world, stay away from the hustle and bustle, stay in the clouds and waves above the nine heavens, do not provoke or fight, and do not stain the world of mortals.

"Then...beer? Black tea? Juice? Mountain spring water?"

Charlotte smiled without saying a word, her eyes were like a blue night sky, with twinkling stars, a long river across the sky, and a jade man sitting on the sky, playing the piano with long fingers, and singing in the light rain.

Tang Yun was fascinated by the sight, the signature pen slipped from her pocket, and the tip of the pen fell on the floor with a "ding" sound, and rolled quickly and slowly to Charlotte's feet.

She picked up the signature pen with a pair of little starfish hanging on it, twirled her fingers and smiled, picked up the white sugar packaging bag, gently tore it in half, squeezed one piece and put it on the table, from left to right, the "Charlotte" The name is done in one go. In the end, she folded the paper around the two starfish into a pink bow, and handed it to Tang Yun.

Tang Fang took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on Alexia: "You are here this time to express your gratitude?"

In fact, as early as when the Galaxy Fairy was handed over to the Ankalim guard soldiers, he had already expected that she would come to visit her. After all, the identities of the few people were not a secret, and anyone who was interested would know.

The point is that he really doesn't want to have too much to do with Miss Charlotte, and his intuition tells him that it is not good to do so. Indeed, she is more beautiful than Claire, Zhou Ai, and Freya, but she is too beautiful. Dazzling, like the moon hanging high in the sky, it will never come down, it will always be so beautiful, once she falls, it is not a good thing, it will be a great disaster.

He observed very carefully. From her eyes to her expressions to her way of speaking, Charlotte Quinn has always behaved normally. Like many celebrities, she is very friendly and sweet, but for some reason, the more she behaves, the more attractive she is. There is a sense of distance, as if she is a cloud in the sky, which seems close but can never be caught.

In the end, Tang Fang finally found an answer that seemed to be the answer. She is so perfect, so perfect that she has no flaws, so perfect that she is almost dreamlike. She does not belong to the world, and only the Creator deserves to have her.

He rejected this feeling very much, so he said that, a seemingly ordinary sentence, but it contained the meaning of chasing a guest.

Alexia's first reaction was whether she heard it wrong, because she had never encountered this kind of treatment, never...

Even Peter Percy, the mayor of "Babylon", those people in the council, and even the president of the Star Alliance, Mr. Adam Oliver, stood politely in front of Charlotte. How could he be so indifferent like him? I know she is the Galaxy Demon, the Galaxy Demon! The goddess in the minds of men in the entire Hillenbuer region, how could he be like this? Why is this happening!

She felt that the term "men from all the Hillenbel region" might not be appropriate, at least the man in front of her was not among them.

The coffee was a little cold, and the night wind slipped into the living room, blowing vigorously on Charlotte's silky black hair, like a naughty little devil playing around her neck.

Hao Sen's saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth, dripped on the somewhat whitish military uniform he was wearing, and slowly penetrated into the fibrous tissue, spreading out a group of stains, which looked like a beast in estrus seeing a beautiful woman from a distance, Most of the souls were taken away. (to be continued)