blenderwars Chapter 30 Tonight, please bear me a child.
Chapter 30 Tonight, please bear me a child.
Xia Ning's figure became clear again.
She clapped her hands, a smile of lingering enjoyment on her face.
"What a...wonderful story with so many twists and turns! Thank you all for your wonderful performances."
She glanced around the cabin.
Of the original 18 passengers, only 11 remain.
Seven charred seats remained empty, silently testifying to the horrific scene that had just unfolded.
Congratulations everyone on having a great time tonight!
With a wave of her hand, Xia Ning conjured 11 bottles of liquid emitting a fluorescent blue light, which appeared out of thin air and floated in front of each survivor.
"This is a 'calming drink' that can help you get a... relatively peaceful sleep."
Lin Feng took the medicine; it was icy cold to the touch.
Xia Ning's gaze swept over the survivors again, finally settling on the eerie blood moon outside the porthole, and she spoke:
"After tonight, we'll reach our destination tomorrow!"
A meaningful smile curved at the corners of her lips.
"Wishing everyone a good night's sleep."
Inside the cabin, the eleven survivors looked at each other, speechless.
The word "destination" brought no hope; instead, it weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a final judgment.
Just as Xia Ning's figure was about to disappear into the darkness in front of the cabin, Lin Feng moved.
Like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, he suddenly sprang up from his seat, and in the astonished gazes of everyone, he took a step forward and grabbed Xia Ning's cold and slender wrist.
"Wait." Lin Feng's voice was low, but it carried an undeniable determination.
He knew that tomorrow was the so-called "destination," and this might be his last chance.
Xia Ning stopped and slowly turned around.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, which then transformed into a knowing, playful glint.
She didn't struggle; instead, she gently traced the inside of his wrist with her cool fingertips: "What's wrong?"
Lin Feng took out the prop [Eternal Rose] without hesitation.
Xia Ning's gaze was firmly drawn to it.
She reached out her other free hand and took the extraordinary flower, her fingertips gently brushing the petals as she lowered her head to smell it.
At that moment, the curve of her lips was genuine, stripping away the cold exterior of a rule enforcer and revealing an almost pure appreciation belonging to "woman".
"Thank you," she looked up, her eyes sparkling, "It's beautiful."
The time has come.
Lin Feng suddenly reached out and forcefully pulled her into his arms, so tightly that he could feel the cold outline of her body beneath her uniform.
His deep voice, hot with his breath, brushed against her ear:
"You are a thousand times more beautiful than this rose!"
Then, he leaned down and pressed his burning lips against her cool earlobe:
"I want you!"
boom--
It was as if an invisible heat wave exploded between the two of them.
Xia Ning's originally pale cheeks quickly turned a deep crimson, which spread all the way to her slender neck.
Her eyes, which were always filled with cold rules, were now rippling with turbulent emotions.
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Dragon Kingdom Live Stream Room:
"Brother Feng is awesome! (voice cracks)"
"Is this a prelude to giving the Weirdos maternity leave?!"
"Holy crap! They really did it!!"
"What do you call this? This is called carrying forward tradition! Even those who read 'Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio' would be impressed. Brother Feng has successfully followed the path of our ancestors!"
"Can this live stream still be broadcast?"
"Report! We detected that the content of the live stream is approaching the rule limits! But... well done! Please continue!"
"Ahem... A friendly reminder: This live stream promotes positive and healthy values. However, given that the current behavior falls under the special category of 'bringing glory to the country,' it will not be taken into account for the time being!"
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"Are you crazy?!" Xia Ning's voice trembled slightly.
It wasn't a pure rebuke, but rather a mixture of helplessness and secret excitement as a block of ice was broken.
Seeing that Xia Ning did not offer any real resistance, Lin Feng immediately stopped hesitating, used his arm to lift her up in his arms, and turned to step into the small bathroom.
"Click".
The door lock clicked shut.
In the confined space, the air instantly became viscous and scorching hot.
Xia Ning leaned against the cold metal door, her towering curves undulating slightly, trying to maintain the last shred of the dignity that belonged to a flight attendant.
Her voice, however, carried a soft, gentle quality she herself didn't realize: "Remember... the restroom rules still apply to you! You only have 3 minutes!"
However, Lin Feng smiled.
His fingertips had somehow caught the shimmering [Rule Counter Card].
"Use the rule-fighting card," he whispered clearly and calmly, his gaze fixed on Xia Ning's eyes, "to counter the time limit rule for this restroom."
The moment the words left her lips, the card at her fingertips transformed into countless glittering starlight points, dissipating into the air.
"Now," Lin Feng stepped forward, completely trapping her between himself and the cold door, "we'll decide the time."
A dark fire seemed to be burning in Xia Ning's deep eyes.
"Interesting... Lin Feng, you always manage to surprise us!"
No further words were spoken.
Lin Feng lowered his head and, with an irresistible force, kissed those cool, rose-petal-like lips.
Soon, beneath his conquered ground, the icy coldness began to turn scalding hot and soft.
Xia Ning let out a muffled sob, not a refusal, but a complete surrender and submission.
She took the initiative and wrapped her arms around his neck like water snakes, pulling him forcefully towards her.
The kiss became intense and greedy, as if trying to suck out each other's souls.
Oxygen became scarce, and reason burned away.
Xia Ning's hands were no longer at ease; they eagerly reached into Lin Feng's clothes, their icy fingers contrasting sharply with his warm skin, yet igniting an even fiercer flame.
The uniform buttons popped off during the pulling...
The live stream paused at just the right moment, and the classic piano piece "Canon" began to play softly, covering all the intensity and tenderness under the melody of civilization.
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Dragon Kingdom Live Stream Room:
"Do you think I'm short of data?! Open it now! Is there anything my VIP membership can't show?!"
"Seriously? You've already ripped off about bitter tea and this is what you're playing for me? 'Canon in D'Index'?? I hate the piano!"
"Director, come out here! I promise I won't kill you!"
"A black screen is one thing, but why cut off the sound too?! Where's the breathing sound?! Where's the sound of clothes rubbing together?! Do I need that little bit of audio data?!"
"On behalf of all viewers, I lodge a strong protest and condemnation! This is a blatant interference with citizens' right to know and right to visual enjoyment!"
"When an epic strategy guide is overshadowed by 'Canon,' what we hear is not just music, but also a helpless sigh between human civilization and primal instincts... (lights a cigarette) In plain terms: Play it now!"
"Later records state: During the Dragon Kingdom era, the chosen one Lin Feng planted a strange seed at an altitude of ten thousand meters, a feat that will last for millennia. The only regret is that the live stream screen went black, as it is a top-secret historical record that has been lost to the nation."