Ark Academy carries the handle

"Go to class."

"okay."

Dao Keta walked out of the room and touched his nose depressedly.

Since the Dragon Girl is a patient, just listen to her.

By the way, Big Dragon Girl is a new nickname he just gave Talu in his mind, and by analogy, Chen is the Second Dragon Girl.

The reason is that simple, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the beautiful scene he accidentally glimpsed when he helped Tallula cover the quilt just now.

Yes, Tallulah might feel the heat. Not only did the quilt slip a little, she even undid a few buttons of her pajamas.

Since the last time he fooled Tallulah by talking about biological sex and women's psychological identity with men, he had no chance to see this beautiful scene again.

From the scale of visual inspection, Tallula is also worthy of her sister's identity, but, after all, Chen has not seen it with her own eyes, so she needs to reserve a little opinion.

Either way.

Swordsman Tower was a little sleepy on the way to class, and found a reason for himself to go to class.

If he stays in the dormitory again, maybe he will do this to Tallulah like this, and just go to class to avoid this risk.

He is very confident in the fact that he has no self-confidence and can hold back from attacking the sickly Tallulah.

Taking advantage of a sickness to sneak attack is not what a gentleman does...

Think again.

This kind of opportunity is rare, didn't you see the way the dragon girl looked at me just now, is it a bit the same as the way she looked at Alina?

Perhaps this is because she is a little sick and confused, but it is also explaining from the side that even if she doesn't say anything or do anything, just being by the sick Tallulah's side is a chance to quickly gain favor.

Oh, it's really confusing.

In the middle of the struggle, Dao Keta walked to his class, knocked on the door, went in, apologized to the teacher for being late, walked to the seat and sat down, stabbed Junjun from behind, and asked her to move the chair next to him.

Finally, put your right hand on Junjun's lap.

That's it.

Swordsman Tower leaned on the back of the chair, exhaling comfortably.

Forget it, don't worry about it, isn't that good?

One of the advantages of the Integration Academy over its own Ark Academy is that it has Lyudmila's beautiful thighs to touch during class.

This is not much better than boring study.

If you were at your school...

Angelina would probably not agree, and Lily Lane and Wu Lian would definitely not be punished. Even if they were punished, as a boy in Ark, it would be unreasonable for him to touch the legs of a female classmate in class.

"Junjun, I don't see you today, do you miss me? Did anything interesting happen?" Dao Keta patted lightly and asked.

"No to the first question, and no to the second question." Kingslayer naturally wouldn't admit it, she was already a little used to having something on her lap during class, and she still felt empty when the Swordsman Tower wasn't there. .

"Sorry, I miss you."

Junjun couldn't help complaining: "Are you missing me, or my legs?"

"Your question is really strange. Doesn't thinking about your legs mean thinking about you?"

"Of course it's different! Besides my legs, I have a lot more!"

"That's a good point." Dao Keta waited for her to say that, nodded in conviction, and then asked, "Aside from legs, what else is there?"

Chapter 439 308. A Sound Soul

Jun Jun was so suffocated by these words that he almost couldn't catch his breath, and his face flushed: "I don't only have legs! Of course I have other places!"

"Shh." Swordsman Tower motioned her to lower her voice, "Look, the students over there have all looked over."

The black long straight girl in the upper right corner watches the two people sitting in the corner every day.

Meeting Swordsman Tower's eyes, Hei Changzhi turned shyly.

Junjun lowered his voice: "Although I may be a little boastful, besides my legs, there are often...someone praise me for being beautiful..."

When the Kingslayer said this, he was extremely embarrassed, which meant that he was looking for his own advantages.

The Swordsman Tower automatically took on the role of a referee: "Well, this can be available, is there any more?"

"And... and here... isn't it good?" Junjun blushed, and pointed to the position where the neck was down and the waist was up.

This is also facing the girl Duo Keta who has a close relationship with her. If it is a boy Dao Keta, even if he touches her leg ten thousand times, Junjun will not have the courage to point here and say such words .

Swordsman Tower nodded: "Reasonable, really reasonable."

Lyudmila slapped his hand away: "Don't try to take the opportunity to touch it randomly, I just want to show you."

"Ok."

Junjun continued: "In addition to the appearance, there are also my deep thoughts and my profound soul that has gone through thousands of years. This is the most precious thing."

In fact, from the point of view of Swordsman Tower, this is the most shameful thing to say, but Kingslayer is probably used to this kind of second-level words, but he said it very naturally.

He suppressed a smile and endured it very hard: "That's right, Junjun, your character is indeed...very cute."

The Kingslayer corrected him: "It's not cute, it's profound."

"Lovely deep."

"Don't be cute, it's deep."

"Deeply cute?"

"...It's up to you." Swordsman Tower kept his mouth shut about being cute, and the Kingslayer couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only temporarily accept the humiliating adjective cute being attached to his cruel self.

"That's right, Junjun, you have so many advantages."

"of course."

"But, apart from your legs, how can I feel your other advantages?"

The kingslayer froze: "This... this... there is no need to feel it? Hahaha..."

Her awkward smile can't shake Swordsman Tower: "How can I be sure if I don't feel it? How can I judge if I don't feel it? How can I get happiness from Junjun if I don't feel it?"

"The first two still make sense! The last sentence is completely private!"

"Look." Dao Keta finally took his hand from the kingslayer's leg, stretched it to her cheek, and stroked her face like a dragonfly, "If I don't touch your leg, I will touch it instead. Touch your face, what do you think?"

"No!" Lyudmila shook her head like a rattle, "Let's not say that your behavior is suspected of molesting me. Without the cover of the desk, you will be seen by the teacher."

Dao Keta really wanted to ask, is it considered indecent to touch your legs?

He sensibly refrained from asking this question, and put his hand down, hovering above his neck, above his waist: "Then what about here? How about here?"

Junjun still shook his head vigorously: "It's the same problem here, but it's more extreme."

"Yeah, I know, I haven't met this one yet, haven't I?" Dao Keta withdrew his hand, "Then what should we do? Exclude these two, and only your deep and lovely soul will be left."

"It's a deep and lovable soul." Kingslayer corrected him, "Want to understand my thoughts more? It's not easy, you just need to listen to my speech piously and solemnly... Ah!"

Dao Keta played tricks and rubbed her waist lightly.

The Kingslayer was caught off guard and made a very girly and cute voice.

Then he asked reverently and solemnly: "May I ask the great teacher Jun Jun, what does this sound, ah!, mean?"

The kingslayer covered his mouth with a blushing face, and half ashamed and half angry words came out from between his fingers: "Children can't be taught, you don't have understanding, and you can't understand my profound thoughts."

Swordsman Tower leaned over: "Actually, I think that it is impossible to truly understand a person's soul just by talking."

The kingslayer still covered his mouth and asked, "Then?"

"Only when our souls are in harmony, when our souls are entangled and merged, when we embrace each other intimately, feel every bit of each other's thoughts, and convey the most precious and precious self in the depths of our souls, can we truly be true to each other. Get to know each other’s truth.”

The Kingslayer was silent for a while: "How do you feel, you describe it a bit awkwardly?"

That's not true, Swordsman Tower said so on purpose.

"Is there? You see yellow because your heart is yellow." Dao Keta passed on the words Ke Song gave him yesterday to Junjun, "The soul is great and noble. Yes, don't speculate from a physical point of view, this is a kind of blasphemy."

"Okay..." Jun Jun, who is very interested in the soul, put down his hand covering his mouth, and asked, "Then, how can we reach this state?"

Swordsman Tower has a serious face: "A sound soul resides in a healthy body."

"Reasonable."

"The body is the carrier of the soul. If we want to achieve the hydration/combination of the soul, we must achieve the body's..."

"Stop! I have fully understood!" Before he could finish speaking, Junjun interrupted him angrily, "Anyway, what you mean is still the same way! I see you through!"

"No." Dao Keta looked at her with pity, "My dear, ignorant Junjun, don't look at this matter with worldly eyes, our purpose is great, and our end is pure , Therefore, before the final sublimation is achieved, it is irrelevant to experience some so-called rustling things?"

It's bluffing.

However, the kingslayer had already reacted, and calmly commented: "Your words sound like the head of a strange church whose den will be destroyed in a short time."

The Swordsman Tower was broken in a second, and returned to a smiling look: "I thought you were so cute, Junjun, you would accept this."

"...Did you equate the word cute with stupid?" The kingslayer sighed, "I understand, after comparing other places comprehensively, in the final analysis, the legs are the most reassuring and harmless. Stop thinking about other places."

After finishing speaking, Lyudmila took the initiative and without his urging, stretched her healthy and tender thigh to the left, and placed it right under his clutches.

"very good."

Swordsman Tower returned its hand, patted it lightly, and praised: "This may be called the original beauty."

Chapter 440 309. Hug

After some tossing, he and Junjun returned to the original happiness.

Refers to the right hand of Swordsman Tower on the left thigh of King Slayer.

All of this is so harmonious, all so natural, all, so pleasing.

of course.

From his point of view, from the point of view of the kingslayer, it is another record of failure to resist Doketa's clutches.

Junjun cheered himself up in his heart:

Kukuku, indeed, is my opponent for thousands of years, and it really can't be solved by three or two strokes. It's okay, you just struggle hard, let me feel more fun.

Then someone may ask, why doesn't Junjun, who thinks he is so bad and evil, not take the initiative to attack instead of defending?

the reason is simple.

The Kingslayer glanced at the legs of the Swordsman Tower, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Ordinarily, Doketa can touch my leg, and I can touch hers, even if it doesn't have any effect, it's still a mutual injury, at least it won't be like now, only I am injured.

But whenever the kingslayer had this idea, he always subconsciously resisted it, as if, like, there was something very dangerous about Doketa's legs.

This is why?

The reason may also be very simple.

When Dao Keta attacked the lovely Lyudmila sauce several times, although she used the magical skill of grasping the moon to make her give up thinking and empty her brain, she didn't realize his sharp blade, but subconsciously, Lyudmila had already Imprinted in my mind, I know that there is something different about Duo Keta, and I dare not touch it.

then.

Under such unequal conditions, Junjun naturally couldn't counterattack the Swordsman Tower, so he could only let him bully him.

the other side.

Dao Keta was thinking while feeling the beautiful touch of his right hand.

It's not a problem to go on like this.

One day, Junjun has to know his true identity, otherwise, there is no way to make it to the last step.

Of course it won't work to speak directly and frankly. If you are not careful, the hospital's ICU will start.

It seems that it can only be figured out slowly.

While pinching with his right hand, he had a plan in mind.