The sound of water could be heard from the bathroom. Windsor Bellow was taking a shower. Allen, who had been invited to the Marshal's room, looked at the messy room with a headache. He didn't think he was a clean freak, but when he saw Windsor Bellow's room with things everywhere, he finally couldn't help but ask Kyan to call two female soldiers over and spend some time cleaning the room.
Just as the female soldiers left after cleaning, Windsor Bellow walked out of the bathroom. Her hair was still dry, and she casually draped a towel over her head. Wearing only her underwear, she swayed her two white thighs in front of Allen. Allen was surprised to find that Windsor Bellow was injured. It could be imagined what kind of intense battle she had encountered underground to injure a Federation Marshal.
However, compared to this, Windsor Bellow's appearance in her underwear was more lethal. She didn't seem to know that Allen was in the room at all. She opened the freezer and took out a bottle of wine. She unscrewed it and took a sip. Then she sighed and said, "Don't look at how cold the frost looks on the surface. It's so hot underground. At that time, I was thinking that it would be great to have a sip of cold beer. "
Allen coughed dryly and said, "Didn't you notice that there was an adult man in this room?"
Walking over with a bottle of wine in her hand, Windsor Bellow lay down. This angle allowed Allen to see the soul-stirring deep ravine on her chest. She raised Allen's chin with a finger and said, "You mean, Teacher is seducing you?"
Allen sighed and said, "I just think that if you can put on clothes, I won't have to divert my attention to some places that shouldn't be diverted."
Windsor Bellow laughed so openly and arrogantly that Allen had to admit that she was indeed a very charming woman. After laughing for a long time, she finally stopped. She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said, "So that's how it is. You've finally grown up. If you didn't mention it, I would have forgotten that you also have a few women. But in my eyes, you're still the same wimpy kid from before. Look, you're shy so easily. "
She put down the bottle and pinched Allen's cheeks as if she was pinching a child.
Allen slapped her hand away and said, "I'm not a child anymore."
"Oh, you're angry." Windsor Bellow sat down beside him and said, "Hey, lend me a seat. I'm really exhausted these past few days. "
Without waiting for Allen to agree, she leaned on his side. Windsor Bellow drank a mouthful of wine and closed her eyes. "Those annoying things. I went underground for a few days and didn't even see the shadow of Mother Earth. I was blocked outside by her guards and other underground creatures. Just killing those things makes my hands go limp … "
As she spoke, she actually fell asleep and the bottle slipped from her fingers to the ground. Allen turned his head and saw that Windsor Bellow's head had fallen to the side. He shook his head and reached out to hold her shoulders to put her down. Unexpectedly, she turned over and reached out to hug Allen's waist. She slept on his lap. She must be exhausted. Otherwise, with her energy, how could she sleep so soundly?
Allen looked at the wounds on her body and felt a pain in his heart. He gently put Windsor Bellow on the sofa and found a medicine box in the room. He opened it and took out medicine and gauze. Windsor Bellow hadn't cleaned her wounds since she came back. For her, taking a bath was considered cleaning. This kind of careless temperament really made Allen wonder how this woman became the Federation Marshal.
He gently cleaned Windsor Bellow's wounds and then wrapped them with gauze. At her level, even if she didn't pay attention to the wounds, they wouldn't get infected, and they would heal on their own in a few days. However, Allen still carefully cleaned up her wounds. Moreover, he also discovered that there was a faint foreign Origin Energy remaining in some of the wounds, so he carefully removed the Origin Energy for Greed.
As he held Windsor Bellow's foot, his heart couldn't help but sway. Those five toes were as smooth as jade, making people want to hold them in their hands and play with them. Allen took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down before finally completing the final work. When he put away the medicine box, he was already sweating profusely. The process of cleaning Windsor Bellow's wounds was like a big battle. He shook his head and saw the woman turn over on the sofa again and curl up into a ball. This sleeping posture was usually done by insecure people. Allen was curious that someone as powerful as Windsor Bellow would actually feel insecure.
In the end, he found a blanket in the room and covered her with it before sitting under the sofa. After an unknown period of time, when Allen woke up, he found that he had actually fallen asleep for a period of time. Turning around, the sky outside the window was already completely dark. Looking at the electronic clock on the wall, it was already three in the morning. Just as Allen was about to stand up, his heart skipped a beat. He lowered his head and saw Windsor Bellow stretch out a hand from behind him and gently grope his chest.
Then, the other side of his neck itched slightly, but Windsor Bellow's breath landed on his neck. He turned around and saw Windsor Bellow's blurry eyes. Her moist lips were slightly open as she imprinted them towards Allen.
The atmosphere in the room was ambiguous for a second.
That's right, only a second.
Because Windsor Bellow didn't kiss Allen's face in the end. Instead, she bit his ear and said vaguely, "Why is this bread so tough …"
"Hahahaha …"
A moment later, the room was filled with Windsor Bellow's laughter. She sat on the sofa with her hands on her stomach, laughing so hard that tears flowed out. In the kitchen, Allen, who was cutting the ham into slices, had a depressed look on his face. At this moment, his right ear was still red because of Windsor Bellow's bite. That woman woke up in the middle of the night from hunger and mistook Allen's ear for bread in a daze. Allen was making food for her now, so that she wouldn't think of him as food when she was hungry.
Windsor Bellow, who had changed into a shirt, walked into the kitchen, holding a pan in her hand, and said, "A dignified Supreme Martial Artist is making food for me. How much face do I have? Hey, if I sell this meal, I can probably sell it for millions, right? "
"After all, it's not so easy to eat the food made by a Supreme Martial Artist."
Allen rolled his eyes and said, "Is money the only thing left in your mind?"
Windsor Bellow's face darkened. She leaned on the kitchen table and said, "Because money is the thing that makes me feel the most secure."
"I've told you before, right? I was born into a small family. My mother was just a commoner, and she was looked down upon in the family. The people in the family teased her in every way possible in order to force my mother to leave the family, so that she and I couldn't get any money. My mother had endured everything for my sake, so when I was very young, I had this idea. If only we had money, then my mother wouldn't have to suffer so much … "
Only the sound of butter melting could be heard in the kitchen. It was the first time that Allen heard Windsor Bellow talk about her worries. It turned out that this powerful woman also had a sad past. Perhaps her current publicity was just to cover up her previous gloominess.
She shook her head, put the pan down, and said with a smile, "My mother died, but she successfully raised me. At that time, I had already shown extraordinary talent in Origin Energy, so I chose to join the army and temporarily separate from that damned family. After that, I used all means to make money. Only money gave me a sense of security. Only when I looked at the money did I remember how my mother had passed away. I want to remember it bit by bit, and then slowly settle it all with that family. "
She left the kitchen and looked at the pan that she had bent a corner of. Allen sighed softly.
A moment later, the fragrance of food wafted through the room.
Windsor Bellow stood by the window with a bottle of wine in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking. After setting up the food, Allen walked over and took the bottle from her hand. She looked back in surprise. Allen silently took her hand and walked to the table. He pressed her into a chair and said, "Eat. If you want to eat again in the future, I'll make it for you. If you feel tired and want to find someone to lean on, you can come to me at any time. Although I don't look very rich, it's okay to raise another woman. "
"As for the family, there's no harm in letting go of the past. You deserve a better future! "
Windsor Bellow's shoulders trembled slightly and she began to eat. Allen sat on the other side and smiled, "How does it taste? Although I don't cook often, I'm still a little confident in my craftsmanship. "
Windsor Bellow, who had her head lowered, snorted, "It's disgusting. It's disgusting. Because it's salty no matter how you eat it … "
After the drooping hair, the tears that streaked across his face continuously dripped onto the plate and mixed with the food.
Tears are salty.
In the early hours of the morning, Windsor Bellow, who had changed into her combat uniform and carried the Endless Battery, had returned to her usual valiant appearance. When Kian heard that she and Allen were about to set off, he hurriedly ran to the lobby to see them off. However, when he saw the dignified Supreme Allen being instructed by Windsor Bellow to carry all kinds of things, the colonel almost fainted. He hurriedly called a few soldiers to help Allen carry the things into the carriage.
Looking at the row of freezers at the back of the carriage, Allen had a headache and said, "If there are no accidents, the core of Mother Earth shouldn't need so many freezers."
"Fool, it's a waste to use a free laborer like you. I won't waste it like that. I've already thought about it. This time, we'll directly kill our way to the core and kill the guards of that thing. The specimens of those guards are also very valuable, but there are a lot of them and they're not weak. It was really difficult for me to collect too many specimens before. Now that I have you with me, it's different. " Windsor Bellow patted Allen's shoulder hard and said, "It takes a lot of money to support me. Young man, do well."
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