Survival: King Picking Game

However, obviously relying on the genetic and biochemical technology of the current "laboratory", or magic enhancement... can move freely.

"Why not?"

"Ah... this."

The girl smiled wryly.

"Before that, I was really happy when I learned that I could act freely with will like a normal person. However, until that day really ushered in..."

Shinomiya Ayase tapped on the handle of her wheelchair.

"I used to think that the wheelchair was a cage that bound freedom. So I always wanted to get rid of it...but then I realized that for me now, it is more of a kind of dependence."

"Probably because I am too used to living in a wheelchair. Once I get out of the wheelchair, I will feel scared. I can stand up... At that time, my legs were trembling with fear. So, I gave up and chose to start again. Get back in the wheelchair."

Shinomiya Ayase's expression was a little gloomy.

After a while, she smiled and said to Li Pingan.

"Please don't worry, teacher. At critical times, I will use void (void weapon) to move quickly. So don't worry. Please allow me to be a little willful this time."

Li Pingan watched her silently.

The girl's long brown hair was scattered in a mess, and her purple pupils, which were usually enthusiastic and cheerful, were filled with unspeakable sadness at this moment.

Shinomiya Ayase, who has always been strong and stubborn, now shows a fragile expression in front of him, making her look even more lovable.

"Is the wheelchair... bound?"

From a psychological level, it is indeed possible.

Li Pingan stretched out his hands and grabbed Shinomiya Ayase's knee.

"Eh?! What, what's wrong, teacher...?"

Seemingly taken aback by the sudden physical contact, the girl asked with a blushing face.

"Well, there really is no difference."

He confirmed it again.

"Old, what does teacher mean?"

Li Pingan pulled the wheelchair closer and moved his hands up the girl's knees.

Shinomiya Ayase was not wearing casual clothes, but the driver's tights during training on weekdays.

The thin plastic material clearly outlines her slender figure from front to back.Although it can't compare to that sexy and mature female body, the youthful atmosphere and the feeling of developing a beautiful girl's body... are also very attractive.

"Ayase, did you just finish training?"

"Yes, it is."

Her face became even redder, and she lowered her head, her shy eyes seemed to drip water.

Someone's hand has been placed on Shinomiya Ayase's inner thigh, feeling the elastic skin.On the exposed skin of the girl Luo, there is still sweat that has not yet evaporated.

I don't know if it's Li Pingan's illusion and prejudice, but he always feels that the clothes of most female drivers always give people a sense of lust.Probably because of the tight curve design and the close-fitting material, it is the kind of clothes that can make men involuntarily feel sexual desire.

...as it is now.

Li Ping'an put his hand on the girl's chest.

"Next, in a wheelchair? Or, do you prefer me to hold you in my arms?"

Straight lines.

Shinomiya Ayase lowered her head and said nothing.

After a while, there was a sound as thin as a mosquito.

"Whatever...whatever."

"Well, yeah."

He hugged Shinomiya Ayase's upper body into his arms, and at the same time unzipped the zipper of the tight orange pilot suit, revealing his snow-white back.

"By the way, although you are more used to using a wheelchair...but I have something to ask you, so I may need to use your feet."

"...?"

"Do it for me."

Chapter 1194 The Root of the World Tree

"...Master, do you really want to do this kind of thing?"

"It's okay. Besides, only you can help me with this matter."

"Hmm... Well, since the master insists so much."

"Good morning, every body."

A beautiful girl with pink hair walked in from the outside of the door, smiling kindly.

There were quite a few people clustered inside the door, and they seemed to be divided into several groups, arguing fiercely about something.

However, as soon as they saw Lisbeth's figure coming in, they all turned around immediately, quickly lined up in a neat row, bowed in a very respectful manner, and greeted the girl loudly.