The hull was a little bumpy and the arms were squeezed against each other, just like last night, but this time my mood was very peaceful.

He raised his head and said, "What do you mean by the way? In fact, that kind of thing is just by the way. What I want is to stay with you for a while."

"What's the difference? It's not that bad."

"I admit that I just greedy for you, but if you don't agree, I won't force you."

The first half of this sentence is true, but the second half is not certain. Roy glanced at him: "What you said is not to force me, just do everything except crossing the line?"

Zell smiled awkwardly, then shook his head, not knowing whether to admit it or object.

He took Roy's hand and grabbed it with his five fingers.

Just as she was thinking about whether she would like to put it on, she suddenly heard him say.

"This journey is extremely dangerous and no one can guarantee that we will return safely this time. If our ending will become a pair of lonely ghosts on the island, then at this last time, I don't want to miss every minute and second I'm with you."

His eyes softened and his fingers tightened: "Don't talk nonsense, we're still a long time."

"I am working hard to live. I think in love, I first give the other party full respect and then slowly cultivate the feeling. But since I learned about your identity, I have begun to be afraid that we don't have time to cultivate it slowly."

"Take every day as the last day?"

"There is not so much passion. I can only say that there is anxiety, but it is not that serious. If possible, I still want to have a long time with you."

It was not serious, but the anxiety and fear overflowed through the tight palms, making people feel it deeply.

She suddenly climbed to Zell's thigh and sat on her side, put her hands around her neck and buried her face in her neck, and said in a depressed manner: "I also want... we run a husband-and-wife shop together, keeping a group of cute Poluo to bring joy to the guests."

Roy actually wanted Zell not to worry too much. The long-term tasks assigned to her by Camill would not be transferred easily.

Since we are all ordered to fall in love, there should be no problem getting married under the order.

The deeper the sinking, doesn’t it seem more professional?

This spy will be forever.

Zell has so many secrets, just let the wind sound come back and try it perfunctorily.

Maybe Camille had other arrangements for her, but she wouldn't let it go any further.

Poluo Café is where the dream begins.

Two people form a family.

Adding Poluo becomes life.

And she will protect all this.

Long and long.

The first time he took the initiative, Roy was so nervous.

All I heard was the sound of my heartbeat, and it kept ringing like a drumbeat.

Any fool spy will be completely trapped in?

Her nervousness reached its peak as Zell's palm fell on his head, and then it was easily rubbed by him.

It’s like pushing away the duckweed on the water, the haze disappears in the blink of an eye, and the heart is like a mirror of water.

A pair of smiling eyes poked out from the elbow, covering the messy hair, and the eyes were filled with happiness.

He hugged it like this for a long time until Zell gently patted Roy's butt.

The latter immediately raised his head and stared at him vigilantly like a kitten with a strange eyes stroked by a stranger.

"That... doesn't mean anything else. It's just that my legs are numb and I want to change my position."

"Is that numb?" Roy pursed her lips, looking like she was giving you a chance.

She moved to the side and squatted, bulging her cheeks and said vaguely: "Am I heavy?"

"It doesn't mean that you have normal weight." Zell replied casually, kneading his thighs.

Roy has the kind of figure that looks slim and has a fleshy figure in her clothes... Wait, he has never seen her take off her clothes, why do he think so?

However, the catch just now did prove that the inside is much richer than the outside.

It's like a cup of milk tea, you won't know that it's so rich if you don't mix it.

"How do you know if it's normal? I didn't tell you my weight, or did you hold another woman?"

"?"

Zell slowly raised a question mark. Why is this logic so tricky?

Since that's the case, don't blame him for using poison to attack poison.

"Don't say it, I've really hugged another woman."

"Who?" Roy's eyes became sharp in an instant.

"My cousin, that time they went to Zuan to perform a mission, I took her out of the fire scene. Don't worry, you are lighter than her."

"You still remember it so clearly." Roy said with a deep well in his eyes.

Fortunately, Zell did not show any slight sage of pride on his face.

If so, just cut it!

When Zell cleared his muscles and wanted to hug him, Roy suddenly became unhappy.

She sat aside by herself, straightened her legs and rested on Zell, holding the pillow and staring at him.

Unfortunately, I don’t have stockings and don’t have bare legs. This would be beautiful if I wear a uniform in the store.

"What's this for?" Zell's hands were hanging, not sure whether to put them on.

"Do you still want to sleep together?"

“…”

Zell's eyes were confused. Isn't this matter over?

Why do you still mention it?

Is it a sense of crisis?

Even if it is not as jealous as Caitlin, then his cousin will never be able to have sex with her.

As for whether he wanted to sleep together, of course he thought about it.

But I am afraid that it will make my words seem insincere.

His eyes rolled, and he suddenly slapped his slender and straight legs in front of him, and stepped back and advanced: "You're going to test the cadre?"

Roy was so angry that her teeth were itchy, and suddenly she burst out. Pressing the pillow on his back made a hammer.

"You! Can you! Can you! Can you! Be honest! A little bit!"

"Don't hit! I think, I think it's not okay!"

Although it didn't hurt very much through the pillow, no matter whether it was really hurt or not, I had to howl a few times to cooperate with her performance.

Give her some face and she will let go.

"Hmph." Hearing Zell begging for mercy, Roy pulled back his pillow, blushed and bit his lips, "I can sleep with you in the future, but you have to promise me a few conditions."

"What?" Zell suspected that he had heard it wrong.

After...sleep...

He didn't even want to play hard to get, but Roy would actually agree?!

Could it be that after the first night, she has fallen in love with this feeling?

"Do you want it?"

Zel was stunned, Roy frowned.

As if he was afraid of missing this God-given opportunity, he lighted his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"If you want it, as long as you can post it, I will agree to you no matter how many conditions you have."

"Not much, either." Roy shrank his shoulders and turned his face to the side. "If you want to sleep together, you have to start exercising first."

"ah……"

The strange light in a certain salted fish's eyes retreated like a tide, and instantly lost its worldly desires.

As a writer with only a hundred steps a day, exercising and fitness is simply killing him.

The number of steps he took in a day is not as long as six thousand Microsoft Yahei No. 18 characters.

"When I was in Gray Harbor, you were too poor in physique and messy in your steps. If you didn't have those strange abilities, you would be the first to be swallowed by the black fog. A Gray Harbor would make you so difficult, and there would only be more undead on Shadow Island. I'm worried that you would just pass by like this."

"What I said is..." Zell scratched his head, unable to refute.

The most intuitive feeling of exchanging body with Gwen is the difference in physical fitness. Yesterday, when he easily pressed himself on the bed with Gwen's hand, Zell realized that he had a big problem.

Although he didn't look thin, his muscles were loose, which might not be much better than the crab meat brought by Bronn.

Even Drizzt, who has always been called a thin bamboo pole by Graves, can easily surpass him in physical fitness.
To be continued...