On the large plastic chair on the roof, Li Mu leaned comfortably against the backrest. Mu Zi lowered her posture while talking, no longer using her knees as a fulcrum. She relaxed her body and sat steadily on Li Mu's legs, telling her ideals when she was three years old.

——Is that dazzling description really your childhood ideal?

——What a "earth man", it seems to be saying that you are an alien species.

That innocent face as angel was something Li Mu had never seen before. She was slightly immature and exuded a unique charm that she had never had before. Forgotten too much teasing and complicated movements, the temperament she exuded became more charming in her private beauty health care doctor.

Li Mu accidentally put his hand behind her. He didn't know which hand to put was close to her. His fingers gently touched the exposed smooth skin under the small suspender jacket. Although he didn't actually use force, Mu Zi, who felt the touch behind her, deliberately or unintentionally pressed her upper body forward until a pair of fat white rabbits came to Li Mu's chest.

Bang!

The chair was facing backwards and fell backwards.

The two hugged each other in an emergency, and the atmosphere under the vines was extremely strange and neither of them spoke.

Li Mu raised his thin eyebrows slightly. Mu Zi put his big eyes, and his eyes were softly facing him.

His breath is gentle, sometimes serious and sometimes funny, with a charm full of fatherly nature and classical charm; Muzi makes people feel intoxicated as if bathed in spring breeze. Her neat hair, which was originally just around her waist, was hanging down scatteredly, hiding her two stunned faces in the lacquered ink curtains—

...

“…Ryoko, why can’t I go up there?”

Wang Bingyu asked in an emotionless cold voice.

She, Ryoko and Anya were both in the office, not waiting to do the work of cutting paper, which was enough for Isha to handle. The reason why they got together was to study the single-book sales plan at the end of September, but the focus of the three people was misplaced at this time.

"... And I have to take Isa down specially? The more he said he couldn't go up, the more I wanted to go up - Liangzi, please let go, there must be something wrong with such a mysterious thing. If you don't go up, something big will happen! Maybe he and Muzi are going to fight on the field!"

It is really inconsistent for Bingyu to say the word "fighting in the field" in a serious tone.

Ryoko, who was blushing from behind, hugging her waist, his expression froze.

Anya at the table stared at their faces and suddenly said with jealousy:

"I'm not going to fight, it's been so long, I probably have already fought-"

There are pots of green plants placed beside the walls and corners of the roof of the building, and the flower pots and grass leaves form a good barrier. Even if Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu are practicing scattering the Heart Sutra, no one will care.

Take off my clothes and skirts, and my pants and socks piled on the ground...

Use the dress as a pad, and then sit on the smooth little butt of pear wood, and the stacked dresses are slightly sunk into some. The flowers and branches and leaves in the flowers are squeezed around, and Muzi, who is naked in her neck, sits with him.

The wood turned into a quarry girl and reached her hand between the valleys.

After reaching out, I discovered a fresh jade pestle that had just been unearthed.

The jade pestle that had never been passed by her was crystal clear, and the white jade pestle had a little pink on the top. Muzi clamped the jade pestle with two fingers, twisted a flower with two fingers, and put the flowering hole on the jade pestle to wipe it. The nectar on the side had already made the petals muddy and slippery. In a short while, the beautiful jade that had just been dug out of the valley was smooth and bright.

The fingers clamped the petals and sank slightly, sucking the flower concave deeply into the erect jade pillar. The fingers clamped the petals trembled slightly, and the body trembled, and the fresh petals were pierced. The infinitely extended flower stem suddenly became wider, and the whole flower seemed to have evolved into a wider and deeper morning glory.

The sadness of the petals coming to life made the quarry girl feel sympathy and cowardice, which also aroused the sympathy of the Jade Elf. So her pain turned into the urban life of Yanran Happy Gun King after a moment.

Jade hand held her buttocks with his hands and stroked her soft body like silk. The stem of the jade pestle was moist and smooth. When it touched, it looked like a pestle cotton, and immediately started to work hard.

The mining girl chuckled gently and carefully put the flowers on the jade pestle until the vibration from the stem made her shiver.

A large amount of nectar emerged from the sudden chisel and pecking of the flower. If the intoxicating nectar can be mixed with the essence of jade, it is said that it will get the magic medicine for ascension to immortality.

Of course, the quarry girl knew that she had to force out the essence from the jade pestle. While the flowers were in full swing, she immediately accelerated the speed of stroking the jade pestle. A clear and sticky honey liquid floated out of the center of the flower. At the same time, a strong suction force suddenly emerged from the depths of the flower stem, and the soft tissue around the flower stem was wrapped around the jade pestle, twisting it hard.

The last cavity in the flower stem also opened automatically, like a small mouth, tightly holding the part of the jade pestle that was distributed, and constantly scraping the beautiful jade of fertile fields.

Then a refreshing roar came from the garden on the roof... Well, it was a long smile.

...

“Hahahahahahahahahahaha…”

He fell to the ground against the back of the chair, and looked at the girl under the black curtain, Limu, who was lying down, broke the silence first.

"Hehehehehehe~"

Muzi, who was leaning over and lying on the boy's body, also giggled.

Both of them were meaningless and silly giggling.

I have to say that everything has meaning, probably to cover up the embarrassment.

Li Mu spread her hands on the ground, not holding Muzi, pushing her away, and not wanting to get up. She just collapsed and talked about the topic before falling-

"The ultimate defense line of the Earth? Earth Aeronautics and Space Administration?"

“…It’s very childish, right?”

Muzi couldn't help laughing at her ideal when she was three years old.

"No, no, no, no, not childish at all." Limu quickly denied her self-deprecating and told her very seriously, "It's really not childish at all... it's just too advanced. Muzi - you must be the protagonist of the world. Your ideal is greater than ours, and it's not impossible to realize the fantasy. It just takes some time and requires someone to work with you..."

Ideals are beautiful wishes that are realistic and can be realized.

The ideal country can be realized, perhaps in 2140, perhaps even longer, or soon in the future - after all, history has been changed, and Muzi, who should have been choked to death by meatballs, was not dead.

She has phased ideas, unique talents and talents. Unfortunately, in a place where the internationalist atmosphere in mainland China is not very strong, her ideals are difficult to get support from her family and friends...

It sounds like a fantasy for all countries to give up their military. But if everyone doesn’t have to be on guard against me and I am on guard against you, and use a common inspection agency to maintain social order, how much money will society save? Countries only need to spend less than 1% of their military expenditure to build the strongest Earth army in history. Their imaginary enemy is no longer human compatriots, but to fully develop weapons to deal with space aggression.

Americans are studying gene maps, and Russians are also studying gene maps. The world can omit repeated research and share them with the end-of-life snipers. Liberate the labor of these top scientists and let them study other things. If some content is not convenient to be published to the public, it can be handed over to the International Biotechnology Alliance for safekeeping.

The "anarchical society" of the perfect ideal country may not be realized, but the "one government society" is still possible. I hope that it is not unified through violent struggle, because "conquest" means gain and dedication, and also indicates slavery and oppression.

Muzi has the concept of an ideal country.

But her ideal cannot be supported by anyone, and it is also difficult to maintain.

But pear wood is different -

"Li Mujun understands me!"

"No one understands you?"

"Limujun believes in me!"

"No one believes you?"

Among the bright flowers, a pair of men and women crawling on the ground, Limu and Wujun Muzi, became active because of the ignition of hope.

"I will help you find loneliness, despair, lack of trust, and long-lost ideals!"

The protagonist in the comics said handsome words. Although he said beautifully, he actually had no way to do it. He just helped her find the goal she was pursuing when she was a child...that's all.

"Limu Junだいすき! wewill change the world!!"

Hearing Limu's declaration of love, Muzi shouted incoherently.

“Greaterpowers greatrespon privately! (The greater the power, the greater the responsibility!)”

Limu, who jumped out of two months of depression, was also venting.

“wearetheinternationalist (we are borderless internationalist fighters).

“——fire!!!”

The two stood up and ran to the fence and shouted wildly.

...

Hearing the active voices upstairs, Anya coughed lightly in the office, bringing the unrealistic collective fantasy back to reality. When it comes to let go, no woman in this building can match Muzi. But this is understandable. After all, she is at the age of second-class people, and no one present can put her face down to be a stalker.

But as the saying goes, the desire and courage in the heart are exactly the opposite. There is more than one woman who has been holding it in for a long time.

In the past, I was busy with work or just graduated, and no one planned to have a love relationship, so how could I feel alone?

Now that one and two are 22 or 3 years old, the instinct of the creature has begun to urge them to take action.

There is only one male figure in this building, so his eyes are always seduced by him. What's more, he is talented and talented, and he has mature thoughts... and a mature body.
Chapter completed!