Chapter 822

"This is..."

When she opened her eyes, Veronica found herself standing in a room, not luxurious, but very warm.

The walls of the room were warm, with a huge bed and a double bed in the middle. A picture frame hung above the head of the bed, but Veronica couldn't see what was in the picture frame.

At the other end of the bed is an exquisite dressing table, on which all kinds of ornaments and cosmetics are placed. The floor to ceiling window next to the bed is emitting dazzling sunshine, which shines on one end of the bed, making people feel incomparably warm.

There is no doubt that the people living here are women, or one of them is a woman.

She looked around for a while and saw nothing unusual. Veronica opened the door and came to the corridor.

The corridor was covered with carpets, so she didn't make any sound when she walked. On both sides of the corridor, except for huge vases, large and small photo frames, she was still gray and couldn't see anything.

At the end of the corridor is a ladder. Veronica goes down the ladder and comes to a hall.

The layout of the hall is very simple. There are heavy chairs and tables, huge vases and fragrant flowers. There are still residual fires burning in the fireplace, but there are many Eagle badges and hanging pictures.

On the west side of the hall, a woman was kneeling in front of a small shrine to pray.

Veronica stepped forward and found that it was the idol of mankind - their cruel emperor.

When she turned to the side, she found that the woman in a simple white dress was Willetts, with a baby in her arms.

As for why she is not afraid of being found out?

She's not stupid. It's obviously each other's dream. She's just a wisp of spiritual projection into it. It's like recording a character in the later stage of editing in a movie. How can she interact with the character who has already formulated the script at will?

Veronica is not without this ability, but she must be very cautious, because the human spiritual world is very fragile.

Suddenly, the door of the hall opened and the woman turned around in surprise.

Similarly, Veronica turned around, and then she froze.

Outside the door, soshyang in a robe was smiling at her.

This is as like as two peas. This is no longer the same person, except for their looks.

Then Willetts stood up, walked up to soshyan and spoiled the baby in his arms to each other.

Soshyan looked at his son tenderly, then bowed his head and said something to Willetts, then kissed each other, and Willetts responded warmly to him.

"No, don't you say he and she are comrades in arms?"

Veronica looked at this scene and wondered. Although she had no partner, she knew what a partner meant.

There is no doubt that in his dream, Willetts regarded soshyan as his partner.

This is her deep consciousness. There will never be any false deception.

"And I remember the teacher said that human astat can't have a partner..."

While she was meditating, Veronica suddenly felt the darkness around her.

Then she returned to the previous room. Soshyan was sitting at the edge of the bed with a blond Willetts in his arms. They seemed to be talking and kissing from time to time.

The room was very dark. There was only a small lamp with warm color at the head of the bed. Veronica always felt that the atmosphere was strange, and her heart began to accelerate unconsciously.

Through her thin pajamas, she could even see a big hand swimming on Willetts's delicate skin——

"What, what..."

She whispered and leaned involuntarily in the direction of the door.

At this time, Willetts, who was sitting in soshyan's arms, suddenly had a shy smile on her face. Then she gently untied soshyan's robe and separated from each other's arms.

Veronica was stunned and immediately covered her eyes with her palm, but she couldn't help revealing a little finger crack.

"That silly big head is so ugly! That thing is..."

Then, under Veronica's shocked gaze, the nun squatted down slowly facing soshyan——

"No, isn't it... That thing can also... Won't your chin dislocate?"

In the ark spirit family, reproduction is a matter that needs planning and high-level approval. Because of long-term asceticism, the ark spirit family has been secretive about the topic of "sex" since its birth,

Even reproduction is a thing separated from "sex", so they rarely have families, and the basic implementation is also socialized upbringing. The standard of high-level breeding is only the quality of genes.

Therefore, the impact of this picture on Veronica is no less than her first contact with sub space.

For a moment, she was at a loss, especially with this picture, there was a strange sound, like stirring a viscous liquid quickly - there was no sound before.

She covered her ears and her eyes, and struggled for a long time.

Suddenly, the sound disappeared.

When Veronica didn't dare to relax, because Willetts coughed a few times and stood up with her arms around soshyan's neck.

She was completely unaware of what would happen next——

Wait, why did he start taking off her clothes?

Where is he touching!?

That's——

"This... Will die?"

Soshyan's current figure is almost the same as that in reality. Under him, Willetts is as Petite as a cloth doll——

Veronica didn't dare to see the next scene. She wanted to open the door and go out, but found that she couldn't open it anyway. She had to turn around and squat down to avoid those beautiful pictures.

But she couldn't see it, but the voice ignored the barrier of her hands and directly spread to her consciousness.

Heavy breathing, delicate whispering, like crying——

When she couldn't hold on, all the voices disappeared again.

Veronica, whose face was red, stood up and found her in the living room again, but now the living room was a little cold, and there was only a white candle on the table, which wanted to go out after the breeze.

Willetts still knelt in front of the shrine and held the baby in her arms, but she was crying.

Very sad, heartfelt sadness, that sadness is even thicker than the moonlight outside the window.

Veronica stepped forward and found a helmet, a punctured astat helmet, in front of her, and the baby in her arms was holding a bloody Golden Eagle Emblem Necklace in her pink hands.

Suddenly, the gate was opened again.

But when she turned around, Willetts was frightened. Veronica looked around and found a group of fierce human women wearing black armor and holding flamethrowers and explosive guns broke into the house.

The oldest one came up with a gloomy face, slapped Willetts in the face, knocked him directly to the ground, and then pointed a chain saw sword at her, as if roaring.

At this time, Willetts was so helpless and fragile that he could only hold the baby tightly and cry silently.

Veronica suddenly realized what made the nun unable to wake up on her own.

fear!