Black sails

Chapter 618 CCXLVI. Eternal Guide

After Suezana said that, the ambiguous atmosphere even escalated to the point of being almost embarrassing.

The restraint suppressed by the thorns resulted in no one claiming the certificate, but the smell of sour citrus still spread in a chain reaction, smuggling pheromones.

She adjusted her hair frequently, her eyes flickering. She hoped that Li Site would not misunderstand her and that she was just too scared. She was also worried that Li Site would do something beyond her expectations and was extremely nervous.

And Lister has lost the benchmark for measuring normal intimate distance.

It's over! Powerful techniques often have dangerous side effects!

People all think in the same way; some things remain essentially the same.

Women are sentimental and emotional, and sometimes they mistake sympathy for love.

Gender swapping and vice versa works just as well, it's just the percentage damage of the effect that's different.

This alone is not enough. There are so many miserable women, and picking them out alone has no selling point at all.

But Su Mei was too strong, a female among females. Now the wife of the three hundred Spartan warriors decided to sacrifice herself, which made Li Site numb.

Iron lady lets down her guard and shows her vulnerable side, and she is also an extremely awesome woman.

It's over! I practiced martial arts until I became obsessed.

Now Zhen Zhen's love for Su Mei has become pathological!

I can't do anything to hurt Su Mei!

"Don't even mention a moment. Any time is fine. If you want, I can even postpone the ceremony for another day."

Li Site was quite restrained and said calmly that this was the confidence that shutting out Alan gave him.

"You're being too nice. That's not necessary. We have so many foreign guests, we can't keep them waiting any longer. Putting that aside, what's going on here?"

Suezana felt the implication of his words. She really didn't want to go back, but she was worried about going too far, so she quickly changed the subject and pointed at her nose.

This is too scary, with scars running across both cheekbones and centipede-like stitching marks.

"I accidentally fell when I was going down the stairs."

He gave a common answer, a question that too many people have asked.

"Then the posture you fell in must have been very exaggerated, and you turned exactly 180 degrees?"

Su Yizana complained coldly, not believing it at all. Seeing that Li Site was unwilling to talk, she continued to change the subject, "What kind of mental state did you have to plan such an outrageous drama?"

Li Site smiled, and now the ultimate Mr. Charles appeared.

"This is actually the most exciting script I have ever come up with. I will use the crazy final form of a bachelor party to remove your psychological defenses. The final scene will be in the library. I will tell you that you are dreaming and propose a reproduction of a famous heart-pounding scene, so that you can resist your subconscious mind and then completely take you down. I didn't expect..." Li Site paused for a moment and said half-jokingly, "I regret it so much!"

"When we were in the coffee shop, didn't you say that you really liked some poets west of the Narrow Sea? Usually, people like you would secretly write some. Would it be convenient for you to show them to me?"

"Or... forget it. I'm afraid you'll laugh at me."

"It's a fair trade isn't it? I've already shown mine."

"Well, actually, this is something I just thought of today. I made some changes to your poem. Using verbs and a more concrete approach may have avoided the common problems of this type of subject matter to a certain extent, and also made the content shorter, because brevity can better reflect the theme."

Su Yizana held her chest with her hands. Even though she had experienced so much, she was still a young girl who was forced to interrupt her study abroad and return home, and she had not yet fallen in love.

"Is it so awesome?"

Li Site was shocked. Tai Shen didn’t even dare to say that he was more talented than TS Eliot. How dare you say that? You are even more awesome than Tai Shen!

He dribbles the ball with one hand, but Suezana is different from those abstract characters in Black Sails. She is a relatively serious person and won't joke around.

"I don't know, maybe worse."

Suezana lowered her head, her eyelids drooped, and looked a little shy.

“Please show it.”

Li Site was really looking forward to Su Yizana's performance and looked at her straight.

"Don't look at me..."

Su Yizana spoke in an inaudible voice, glanced at him stealthily but seeing no response, she could only take a deep breath.

"If it is true as philosophers say, it is error that hatches truth.

I think it is the tides that imprison the moon and the monsoons that translate the annual rings.

My love, at this moment...

The second hand also pledges eternity."

The immaturity in her throat, the constellations outside the glass curtain wall of the library also voluntarily degraded themselves to become prisoners of her voiceprints, perhaps fearing the ridicule of Li Site, and added: "Don't stare at me like that..."

Li Site remained silent.

A mayfly dreams of being born in the morning and dying in the evening.

Dead...

It was actually me.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

It turned out that he was the one who moved flexibly. He was investigated and found to have some kind of literary youth disease, and then was killed on the spot by a precise scalpel.

Li Site was somewhat in a trance, looking at her face which was burning red like a cartoon character. Each slightly rapid breath was like a warning of her fragility, and he had to use a mirror to reflect all the sharp angles in advance along all the paths she had to pass.

This is a treasure far more precious than 1.6 billion gold dragons.

"You are much more talented than Yan Jinger, and not just a little bit."

Li Site was no longer able to express the desires in his heart and subconsciously complained about Fen. Not only did Pedan National University have a dark and perverted murderer with a dead face every day, but there was also Su Mei. The contrast between the two was really incredible.

But Suezana didn't know who the Glasses he was talking about was. If he was the warlock, he used to be a senator of the High Tower Alliance.

"I took it as a compliment." Suezana lifted a strand of blue hair and put it behind her ear. "I have never shown it to anyone else. Thank you for giving me confidence."

"Are there any others? They are definitely worthy of publication."

"Um……"

"I'll buy one for ten gold royals."

"Didn't you say that? A fair trade. You can't buy it with a gold dragon."

Su Yizana was indeed very curious about what Li Si said.

Even though it is Li Site's old routine, there is no more dreamy setting than the creation of an illiterate murderer who is inspired by the heavens while sailing on the sea. It is even better than the creation of a prisoner serving a life sentence who has hollowed out his entire life in darkness. The unknown and randomness are the greatest charm.

Li Site smiled, although it was a bit shameless, he didn't understand any poetry, but Ivy's memory and his own chips were still unlimited.

He began to become aggressive, wanting to empty Suezana of everything. He was as excited as a mentally ill person, wanting to drink the ecstasy and intoxicating charm from her autumn eyes that were like the blue-gray sky that gave birth to a storm.

Wild animals need lairs, pilgrims need roads, and the dead need coffins. Everyone needs something.

Women need to lie, emperors need to rule, and I need to praise - your name.

When he talked about Baudelaire, Yeats, Rilke, and Neruda, it was like another world beyond the starry sky.

She also took out the palm-sized notebook she always carried with her. It was a collection of poems that only she could see. She made fair deals, recording her experiences in the winter country of Pedan, absurd stories, paintings on the wall, flowers on the roadside, beautiful skirts, and strangers and weirdos she met occasionally.

Until it slowly strays off topic and the conversation becomes casual.

They took the elevator up to the observatory and talked about the universe, philosophy, music, religion, paradoxes, without reservation. The unmapped latitudes tilted towards each other, like a magnificent dream, a sweet death, and the joy of experiencing the disappearance of reason in a half-awake state.

The time scale of words and language has become farther than centuries. Eternity has regrown time and flesh in the form of barbs. Their names have become the only legitimate South after all compasses in dreams have failed, the eternal... midsummer.