The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

* —— This is an optional asterisk because the story is hijacked. Fortunately, this is not Barton's story.

For any professional woman who lives alone, it is a bad situation to be tracked on the way home. The correct approach is to seek protection as soon as possible without exposing yourself alone. To be more specific, for example, do n’t go back to a home that cannot provide you with security—you do n’t want dangerous people to find your address, then go to a neighbor ’s house or find a public place to avoid all contact with followers, and then Hurry up and call the police.

But Lily ... did a completely wrong demonstration. She stopped the car in front of her door, got out of the car, and walked to her tracker, "Go away."

"No wonder others in your community say you are the worst tenant here." A low male voice with chest resonance.

Lily frowned and looked at her followers again. "Eastern accent, are you not a Vega?"

"I'm not." The man pursed his lips. "I want me to be Vega's" person. "With his right hand extended," Logan. "

Lily's face was surprised, but soon, she extended her right hand and shook the other party, "Lily." He glanced left and right at the community street where his home was, "Come and talk."

Logan nodded and followed.

"Alcohol or non-alcohol?" Oh, Lily's hospitality is really simple ~

"No ..." Logan looked at the house, his eyes twitching, "Alcohol." It was incredible.

How to describe it ... Normal cognitive disorder, such as food bags and clothes, right? Lily's home is a mess of furniture-Logan saw the mattress and bathtub in the living room. Can you imagine?

"What the hell?" There was a jingling sound in the kitchen, and it felt like someone was rummaging through some clutter.

"Water." Logan gave up the option.

There was another jingle, "I don't have a clean cup."

"That doesn't need anything."

Lily still carried a bottle of unknown things, handed it to Logan, and entered the living room. Realizing that her guests had no place to sit down, Lily frowned and thought for a moment. She left her hand to lift the mattress and threw it into the corridor. Her right hand pushed the bathtub to the dining room and kicked the books, wine bottles, clothes on the left and right feet ...

After the sofa finally appeared in the living room, "Sit down."

Logan opened the bottle in his hand and found that it was an alcoholic beverage, then bored and sat down.

Lily also sat down, and actually took the bottle back from Logan, also a sip, "Do you know that you are famous in our circle now, Mr. Logan?" And then handed it to Logan.

Logan looked at the wine bottle back in his own hands dumbfounded. "Because I am the ancestor of Toredo, Zack's employee?"

"Oh, you're famous because of this ~" Lily smiled on her face and noticed Logan's sluggishness, only to drop the bottle. "Sorry, I have the last bottle."

Upon hearing this, Logan immediately passed the bottle to Lily, but was pushed back.

Lily-"You are a guest, and the drink is the only thing I can entertain you." Then, Lily seemed to find something. With an eyebrow raised, she leaned dangerously towards Logan, and almost bypassed Logan's hand. Going to the sofa cushion on the other side, groping, groping ... I found one, one ... finger, thrown into my mouth, banged, "Broken." Zhou frowned, turned his head and vomited away Then, when I turned back to Logan, I saw Logan's eyes wide open, and gave a smile, "You are famous because you want to be an alien."

Based on Lily still almost sticking to herself, Luo simply wanted to move his body, but the human stump can be felt under the cushion of the sofa, so another instinct of Logan is, do n’t move, a hair Can't move!

The form of instinct fights that eventually manifested on Logan's body was exertion. Every part of the human body where you can apply force is applying force.

Common sense-the power of the human body, only exists in one kind of tissue: muscle.

"Strong ..." Lily's hand invaded Logan's private space again, which was her chest. "Heartbeat." Lily's hand felt on Logan's body ... for a long time, "Do you really want to give up this? "Hands are rubbing, with a more clear feeling" how fresh and full of life. "Believe me, there are a lot of deep meanings worth investigating. Prompt, the social atmosphere of the west.

Logan didn't speak, then, Lily's hand, continue to feel ...

Speaking of which, we still don't know what Logan will do in this Vega Mayor's secretary's house, but the situation has developed so inexplicably that it can't seem to continue to show everyone ...

Doorbell rang.

Lily seemed to get up a little bit, "Wait a moment." Going to open the door.

Logan felt a violent bottle, pouring his heartbeat to a dangerous frequency. The danger here is without quotes, it is really literal danger! Don't forget, the finger just under the sofa cushion!

"Please drive your car into the lane of your own home." It sounds like an impatient neighbor. "You block the road of all the residents in this street, and everyone is responsible for maintaining the community environment, unless you don't think you are ' Everyone's a member. "

Quiet and quiet, Lily replied, "Now are you staring at my house?" There is no friendly meaning at all, which is similar to the one at the top. "When my daughter is alone and threatened by strangers outside, helpless At that time, when I was dismembered and struggling to resurrect in my garage, where were you? "

"you……"

"Get off." Lily fell on the door.

Back on the sofa, this time, keeping a distance from Logan, "Oh, neighbor." Lightly write a sentence, then, looking at Logan, make up, "Human."

Logan bore another sip of wine until Lily's eyes turned away and stared at him. "Zack wants me to visit all the interracial families who have lost human children." Ah! The reason why Logan came here came up.

"Uh huh." Lily reached out to Logan, meaning a wine bottle. "I heard that. I hope this will help him realize his promise in the future."

Logan handed the wine over, but frowned, "I've visited a lot of interracial families." Looking around the chaotic and strange living room involuntarily, "Everyone almost gave up the child's return ..." , "But for an alien who wants the child to come back, your family ... really ..."

Lily handed the bottle back to Logan, "She is the only reason I maintain a human family standard." "She", Lili's adopted daughter. Remember it. Lily shrugged. "She's not here. Why should I meet the standard of human life?" This is a rhetorical question, ironic.

Logan frowned and looked at Lily, seeming a little confused, "The family I went to, you are the best of all the families." Logan pointed to the ground, meaning-"This neighborhood is very expensive, you Perhaps there is no largest house, but you are definitely the best community in Vega. ”The reason for Logan ’s saying is“ If you do n’t want to meet the standard of human life, why live here? ”

waste? Logan roughly ... that's what it means.

"Because of my work. I'm the mayor's secretary. I can't live in a poor community with little security and privacy." Lily is drinking again, and the sarcasm continues. "Although it seems to be useless, ha ha "This time, the bottom of the bottle was skyward.

Lily shook the empty bottle and glanced at Logan, "Sorry."

Logan had n’t had time to say 'It's okay', "Do you want to change places? I want to talk to you more, for a long time, I found a human who I am willing to ... understand," will surely be added, " Except my daughter. "

Since it has been invited. Logan-"Okay."

The hijacked story does not end, then, the optional asterisk will not be marked first.