Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

But if it’s this…

She stared blankly at the void in front of her, and suddenly covered her face with her hands in grief: "I'm sorry, I'm too selfish, Ceylon, if your wish is Originium medicine, then go..."

"It's long gone."

Ceylon spoke softly while reaching out his hand, groping slowly, passing it through Miss White Wolf's lower back, embracing her slender and soft waist, and slightly tilting his head to rest on the latter's shoulder.

Chapter 2023 True or False 09-28-12 00:02:

Miss Ceylon was so happy that she almost floated.

She liked Miss Olicia just like this. She didn't want her to leave. She really, really didn't want her to leave. How great it was. She was so important.

It would be better if she could be stronger. Why can't Miss Olicia be stronger...

She felt that strange, abnormal excitement again, her face turned red, and she felt it was so strange, so strange.

Putting aside all the nonsense, no matter what the final result is, she is already very successful now, isn't she?

Her arms are surrounded by beautiful dreams...

She thought of the other person bending over to look at his phone, and that perfect and charming waistline. That beautiful thing was now floating softly in her hands.

She has gone this far, but she is still 'safe'. This behavior is not much different from an intimate hug between close friends. Isn't it common for female classmates in university dormitories to do this?

She is a bad girl who uses conspiracy and trickery.

If you stretch your arm forward a little bit and spread your palm, you can touch your abdomen, the position of your belly button. That area is very sensitive. I don’t know what will happen if you rub it. If you move it slightly downward, you will find the most mysterious area between the short skirt and the most exciting one.

Ceylon suddenly hesitated.

She thought of something. She was 100% sure that her admiration for Miss Olisia was only spiritual and she did not have much physical desire.

But now she found that things didn't seem to be like that. Could it be that she had made a mistake in her analysis? She was so sure at the beginning.

Can she still trust her own judgement?

No, that judgment was not wrong. At that time, I really only paid attention to the spiritual level. Spiritual attraction was the root of everything. The desire for the body only emerged after the mutual contact deepened.

Before it appeared, it was impossible to imagine it would be like this.

As the contact between two people gradually deepens, the latter desire emerges naturally and irresistibly, first wanting to touch, then more closeness, and finally reaching the point of longing for zero-distance contact.

Is touch inducing deeper touch a special case, or is it just something the human body is programmed to do?

Ceylon no longer knew whether her brain was clear or not. Logically, it was impossible for her to be clear-headed while thinking about such things, but when she spoke, she was very rational and clear, as if her brain was divided into two areas, area A was responsible for thinking about strange things, and area B was responsible for normal conversations with Miss White Wolf.

"Later I discovered," she said in a nostalgic tone, "Originium medicine was not as important to me as I thought. After working at Icestone for a while, I immediately found something that really fascinated me. That's why I really enjoy doing research at Icestone Research Institute. I wouldn't go to Rhodes Island even if you asked me to."

Miss White Wolf blushed slightly and said embarrassedly: "If that's the case, then I'm quite happy."

"Just be happy. I like to see you happy." Ceylon said with a smile, "And don't say you are selfish. Everyone has selfish desires. For example, I am not only selfish, but also full of bad thoughts."

"Ceylon just likes to joke around, he's not a bad guy at all." Miss White Wolf corrected seriously.

"No, she's bad."

"not bad."

"But she wants to be your lover. Do you think that's bad?"

"So you see, she is just too naughty and loves to joke around."

"What if this isn't a joke?"

Miss White Wolf suddenly felt a little nervous, but she finally chose to trust her rich experience and said calmly: "Every time you joke, it's like the truth. You can fool people once or twice, but you can't fool me now."

"You are wrong."

"I am right."

Beautiful thoughts once again came to Ceylon's mind. Her fingers brushed the edge of Miss White Wolf's skirt at her hips. She was trembling, and a mist formed in her eyes. She suddenly turned sideways to face White Wolf, reached out with her left hand, pressed the other shoulder, and slowly climbed up from the bottom.

Miss White Wolf thought it was a prank, but Ceylon's weird aura made her feel shy and embarrassed. Her eyes wandered and she accidentally saw the other person's chest.

Because her gaze was from top to bottom, the latter's clothes were relatively loose and not deliberately arranged. At a glance, the creamy whiteness was in full view, and the youthful and plump curves seemed to be slightly swaying.

She felt even weirder, so she raised her head. Miss Ceylon's cheek seemed to suddenly enlarge and was completely close to her. The moist fragrant mist blew on her face. Her head was a little dazed, and as she saw the rosy lips getting closer and closer, she finally began to panic.

However, Ceylon had made bold jokes more than once or twice, which made her lose her judgment of the current situation. She couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood, and she didn't know whether she should stop it.

There was a muffled sound.

Miss White Wolf felt something hit her leg. It turned out that Ceylon moved too much and knocked over the laptop.

As if breaking some kind of imprisonment, Ceylon immediately ran away, with a flash of panic in his eyes, and then teased: "Miss Olicia, you still can't do it, look how scared you are."

As Ceylon spoke, she patted her chest in shock. Only she knew that what she had just done was not a joke, but she almost crossed the line because she could not control herself.

"Who said I'm not good enough? I'm very calm. Don't keep making weird jokes like this."

"It's interesting. It's normal for a big shot like you to have a secret lover. I think the two of us are very suitable for this kind of role-playing."

"Stop, I'm not a big shot, and this kind of game is...not appropriate."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ceylon quickly kissed Miss White Wolf on the cheek, then picked up the laptop, "Let's start working, okay? You're still guiding me."

"I don't know much about Originium medicine."

"Just watch and give me some advice. It's really boring for me to work alone."

"Ok."

Seeing Bailang nod, Xilan took his hand and passed it through his waist: "You must hold me."

Miss White Wolf was puzzled: "Why?"

"Your hands serve as a waist support for the chair. Ahem, the headboard is hard and uncomfortable. I am working overtime during the holidays to strengthen the cooperation between the company and the National University. As a superior, shouldn't you provide me with a service?"

"Okay...should, should."

"Then do as I say. It would be best if you could give me a massage."

“You really know how to enjoy yourself.”

"I'll do it for you next time."

Miss White Wolf put her arms around Ceylon's waist as requested. Although it felt a little strange, it was soft and felt good, like a fragrant, warm and wonderful pillow. She suddenly felt that this was not bad.

"That's right."

Ceylon glanced at the White Wolf, moved his position, and moved a little closer to the latter.

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Chapter 2023: Academy and the Past 09-29-12 00:02:

The next day, Miss White Wolf woke up a little later than Ceylon. When she opened her eyes drowsily, Ceylon had already put on his clothes and was checking his luggage.

She was confused and stared at the ceiling blankly: "What time is it?"

"It's still early, not even eight o'clock, you can rest for a while."

"Eight o'clock, that's not too early."

Miss White Wolf sat up yawning, slowly put on her newly bought white chiffon shirt, and looked up suddenly to find Ceylon sitting on the bed opposite, looking at her.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, everything is packed, I'll wait for you."

Miss White Wolf didn't suspect anything and took her stockings from the bedside table. She was about to put them on when she got stuck.

Of course, stockings are worn with bare legs. If you take your legs out of the quilt...

The light is very good now, and I feel a little embarrassed in front of Ceylon.

Miss White Wolf was not stumped by such a question. She stuffed her stockings into the quilt and put them on from inside. Seeing this, Ceylon turned his head quietly and pretended not to notice.

Miss Olicia was really too shy. She thought to herself that she was a decent person and could bear the situation yesterday, so even if she came openly, she would not look at it.

Really.

Won't look at it.

After they had breakfast, they checked out of the hotel and went directly to the floating port not far away.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the airship set sail on time and flew into the cloudless sky. Today's weather is particularly suitable for traveling by flying vehicle. At about eight o'clock in the evening, the airship successfully arrived at the Londinium terminal.

Bailang and Ceylon each carried a suitcase and followed the crowd to the inspection hall, where they lined up in a long queue to undergo entry inspection.

The inspection this time was more stringent than the last time. Several Syracusans with suspicious identities were taken away by the Londinium police on the spot, and it was unknown where they were taken for interrogation.

It was Bai Lang's turn soon. She produced her special student certificate from the National University, and Ceylon also took out her graduation certificate. The inspector was very kind to the students and let them pass in a friendly manner without conducting routine questioning.

Since the Londinium Skyport is located in the far suburbs of the city, the two hurriedly found a taxi to go to the city as soon as they left the skyport.

On the way, Ceylon asked the driver for information: "Master, I haven't been home for a while, what time is the curfew now?"

The driver, concentrating on driving, replied: “The control is not very strict during this period. The curfew is not until 11pm.”

Xilan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to enter the city tonight."

"If it was a few months ago, at the end of the year, you would have to find a hotel right here. At that time, there was a curfew at nine o'clock."

"Is that an exaggeration?"

"Yes, there was a rumor that something happened in Xiaoqiu County, but later the newspaper denied it and said nothing happened. Who knows what the situation is? Anyway, there was a curfew for several months, and it was only relaxed during this period."

The taxi sped along the straight road leading to Londinium. Ceylon was getting information about the situation in Londinium from time to time. Miss White Wolf was listening nearby and sending messages to Sir Evan, the president of the National University, on her cell phone.

Sir Evan understood the purpose of her visit and also knew about Ceylon and Professor Herzog, so he planned to help her and Ceylon arrange vacant faculty dormitories.

The staff dormitory is located on the university campus, which is convenient for daily movements. Miss Bailang immediately agreed and set the taxi's final stop at the gate of the National University.

More than an hour later, the two got off the car. The administrator of the school logistics department had received the news in advance and was waiting for them at the door. The two got the keys to the staff dormitory from the administrator.

Originally, the administrator was going to take them to find their room, but after hearing Ceylon say that she was very familiar with the school, he felt relieved and went about his own business.

The two of them carried their suitcases and walked slowly on the campus avenue, passing by all kinds of college students.

"It's just the end of the evening self-study, so everyone is going back to the dormitory." Xilan explained with a smile, "I really miss it. I haven't been to the self-study classroom for a whole year."

Miss White Wolf suggested: "If you want to go, go ahead. You are here on vacation. You can bring your books and pretend to be a student tomorrow night."

"Pretending to be a student..."

"what's wrong?"

"I used to be a student, I was here every day, but now I'm not a student anymore. If I want to be like them, I have to 'pretend' to be like them. I always feel uncomfortable. Am I too obsessed with my student days?"

"Because there is a past worth cherishing, we can't help but miss it, but we have to grow up."

“I don’t know if I have grown.”

"Of course, you have changed a lot."

"really?"

"Believe me, think about it, aren't your current achievements, thoughts, and actions completely different from what they were a year ago?"

Ceylon thought about it silently, then nodded slowly: "It seems, yes."

As the two were walking, Ceylon looked up and his eyes suddenly fixed. White Wolf stopped and saw that he was staring at the campus path covered with gray-brown cobblestones in the night.

"Miss Olicia, I used to walk along this road every day at this time, carrying my books. It has never changed. I feel very strange now. I always feel that there will be a Ceylon coming, holding a book, passing by here silently."

As soon as Ceylon finished speaking, a Liberi student holding a book passed by them. She had long white hair down to her waist and her head was lowered, seemingly thinking about something.

Ceylon was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the Liberi students walking away, then suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled, seeming to be in a good mood:

"Really? It seems I'm not the only one in school who likes to take the long, quiet paths. Teacher, let's go. I'll take you to the dormitory first."

Miss White Wolf reminded quietly: "Don't call me teacher. This is a school. If other students hear it, they will misunderstand."

"What do you call me?"

"Just call the name."

"Ms. Olivia."

"Olicia is fine."

"I can't get used to it. It seems disrespectful to call someone by their name."