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Chapter 290 Volunteer Form

Three months spent in a rare and relatively calm time. The weather in May began to get hot again. Corresponding to the heat, the number of women dressed in cool clothes on the road began to gradually increase. The streets were white or tender or beautiful legs in stockings also attracted the attention of most male creatures with excessive hormone secretion.

"The massive virus disaster in Tokyo has basically stabilized. Now the rescue teams from various countries have begun to gradually evacuate. The current Japanese Prime Minister announced that he would announce his resignation after the reconstruction work is completed..." The news played on TV is still related to the last Tokyo incident.

The picture also shows figures wearing white chemical protective suits busy on the streets holding small notebooks or some instruments, but the pictures on other parts of the street look extremely terrifying. Corpants that are as thin as skeletons are everywhere, and other personnel wearing protective suits are carrying these corpses next to them.

Unlike Kapa City, which was almost on an isolated island, Tokyo is not only an international city, but also the economic and political center of Japan. The population of tens of millions is a very terrifying number.

After the disaster came, the total number of deaths and disappearances in Tokyo, Saitama, Chiba and Kanagawa Prefecture exceeded 20 million, and there were no more than 100 survivors in Tokyo, located at the center of the virus outbreak.

In the face of such a real "natural disaster", countries are still in humanitarian donations, and several countries that sent troops also allow the debt to be repaid in steps after the disaster.

"Hey~, after all, they will only solve the problem until they naturally lose their activity. However, with such a huge number, this is indeed the best choice. Other countries do not need to fight for Japan." Looking at the scenes in the news, Yang Xiaoyou also pressed the switch on his hand bored.

Then a nearly unaudible "buzzing" sound appeared on Meiying, who was standing obediently beside her.

"Yeah~" accompanied by a numb and light sound, her body also had an unnatural tremor.

As she gasped, she exposed that the maid's chest was almost one-third of the snow-white appearance, and it was trembling extremely seductive. The fragrant sweat rolled into the bottomless gully, which seemed to add a little more temptation.

The legs were clamped unnaturally, and some mysterious liquid flowed down from under the short skirt and wet the black stockings below.

"I'm getting more and more sensitive. I don't know if Mingying can recognize you." After turning the switch back and forth a few times, Yang Xiaoyou also smiled evilly.

It seemed that because of the stimulation of Yang Xiaoyou's words, Meiying, who had been standing still, had a violent tremor and collapsed on the sofa beside her, and her chest was fluctuating with breathing. She occasionally twitched and looked tender and tender for someone to pick...

"Huh~ It's quite ideal, the interval has increased significantly recently." Seeing the beauty who seemed to be able to fully possess with just a hooked finger, Yang Xiaoyou did not make any further moves, and supported her forehead with one hand, as if she gradually recovered.

After three months, Yang Xiaoyou now feels that he can hardly find his personality. The personality that used to exist like a foreign object is now almost entering a state of synchronous integration, which is completely a situation that gradually occurs without realizing it.

Fortunately, the effort he did not waste in vain, except for the time when he was venting some venting on Meiying, he usually kept it normal, just like using calm conditioning to suppress his negative emotions that already belonged to him. However, when he returned home, he would vent his negative emotions to Meiying.

Although some movements and training seem to tend to be aggravated, the time interval during the period has begun to extend.

From the time when it took several times a day, to once a day, to now, just move small mechanisms occasionally to enjoy your hands, and vent your live ammunition every three or two days, it is obvious that you are developing in a good direction.

At the same time, after almost all the negative emotions in his personality began to be received, it was not that there was no benefit. The fusion of memory fragments caused Yang Xiaoyou to experience abnormally significant growth in his physical practice skills and mental aspects, and the growth rate even exceeded the first two months when he completed the mutation.

Some techniques that could only be practiced through constant recollection and then practice seemed to be gradually becoming engraved on your own. In conjunction with daily practice, their combat power almost soared.

The most obvious point is that when Feng Lin, who is still in the period of improvement, can continue for a longer and longer time. In the past, it was almost every time Feng Lin's turn to counterattack, it could be declared over. She even needed to control her strength to avoid hurting herself.

Now, I can really exchange a few moves head-on.

This speed of improvement made Feng Ji, who was used to seeing the market, feel a little unacceptable. He thought he could get used to the talent of this little guy, but he was still constantly refreshing his new understanding.

It can be said that personality fusion, memory fragment absorption, emotional suppression and ** improvement are completely complementary and contradictory and synchronous improvement.

The time intervals during personality fluctuations are getting longer and longer, but each time the fluctuation is intensifying, as if they are all compressed into one piece.

But even so, this is an ideal way to deal with it. When the aunt becomes once a month, it will actually be like there is no impact. Girls can do it, but there is no reason why they can't adapt.

I heard that women's aunts would be irritable and prone to anger when they were, so Yang Xiaoyou just simply thought that she had just strengthened her a little.

"Go and take a shower. The medicine is ready. I don't need to apply it for you." After relaxing for a while, Yang Xiaoyou also raised the chin of Meiying on the sofa, and then said with some sarcasm.

Seeing that his master seemed to have recovered, Meiying also gave him a blank look with her eyes flowing, then lowered her head and sucked Yang Xiaoyou's fingers that were originally hooking her chin and sucked.

This kind of action made Yang Xiaoyou feel slightly moved, but after he had just adjusted his emotions and recovered, he was not ready to do anything else. The catharsis of negative emotions is his own needs, and if he recovered and did not pay attention to moderation at all, it might be possible to have a bad impact.

"Okay, don't be greedy. I'll go out in advance and don't attract other people's attention. I almost got discovered last time." After pulling my fingers out and scratching her white chest, Yang Xiaoyou waved her hand and stood up and went out.

It is approaching the end of the second school year, and the school also needs students to start submitting their volunteer forms. Although there will be guidance and modifications in the middle, Yang Xiaoyou still feels that it is better to discuss with Qi Menglu and Feng Lin.

His life at home is indeed a bit dark, but no matter how casual a person is, he always has his own pure land in his heart.

And when she fell on the sofa and looked at Meiying who was changing her shoes in the entrance hall, she also said in a lazy voice, "Go along the way, master."

For this strange little master, Meiying felt indifferent to accepting fate and numbness at first. She listened to anyone who was in his hands. It was just that the new master's hobbies were strange. She actually left herself, who could have played a greater role in sending her, and she was almost completely wasting her combat power.

After serving in person for so long, Meiying also gained some understanding of the strange situation of this little master. Sometimes he suddenly became very impatient, violent, and ravaged himself without any pity. However, after that period of time passed, he would return to the original appearance of a big boy next door.

When she started to get used to her current life, she also had a stimulating idea of ​​seducing the appearance of her little master as a boy next door to depravity. Although she has succeeded occasionally, she is more similar to her current appearance...

...

The Monsoon Shrine in May re-emits that natural green scene.

"Yehe~" Just as I pushed open the door of the Monsoon Shrine training ground, Qi Menglu's lively figure was accompanied by a delicate shout and knocked Yang Xiaoyou on the head with a wooden sword.

After seeing the target, she hummed with a lustful expression, "How about it, you have made great progress."

While walking around the place and talking, the ponytails on both sides also made her look a little cute. The look of holding a sword on her hips with one hand also added a bit of arrogant feeling. This feeling was not offensive when she appeared on her, but she felt naughty and lively.

Just as Yang Xiaoyou wanted to speak, another similar attack appeared on the side. Feng Lin followed suit and picked up the wooden sword and knocked on Yang Xiaoyou's head. After knocking it once, he seemed to be a little unsatisfied. Then he continued to hit it like a wooden fish.

It seems that I have always been interested in becoming stupid when I knock on my head.

"Okay, I've agreed to come and fill out the application form and say, are you two better choices? Which school in the capital is more satisfied? As long as you set it up, I'll work hard towards your goal." Yang Xiaoyou smiled and stopped Feng Lin's knocking, and couldn't help but say to the two.

Every time he comes here, his mood will always be much more relaxed, and some of the troubles he has accumulated in his daily life will naturally be thrown aside and he is not willing to think about anything.

When Qi Menglu heard Yang Xiaoyou's words, she seemed to feel a little disappointed. The originally lively ponytail seemed to be a little depressed with the owner's mood. "Feng Lin said that grandpa is old and doesn't want to go too far..."

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