Sickly Tyrannical Chapter 75

The main story is part 75

The melting chains are called together, these sounds are known to the ears and are glad. This is the simplest sound of my limitation. This is the most difficult sound that he likes. The chain is enough for me to sit and it’s enough for me to move to the edge of the bed … This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

I use my hands to move my legs out of bed. They unconsciously lose consciousness and turn themselves as legs of the prosthetic legs of life.

I can see the hanging feet. One ankle is a bandage and there is a board that is located inside. The outer fingers are light ice. This suggests a dead body. Corpse is bright and full of blue color.

My other ankle circuit has something I can not recognize. The other end of the chain is not on the bottom of the bed, instead of the floor. There is a dedicated hidden loop on the floor, just for the chain …

The chain of my hand is the only one in this kind of world. Using the same method, we press the chain on the floor with a very fine small chain …

In every corner of each Sani, hidden in a small grid, like in this one, carefully discovering that every network has the same metal handle on it, a great s.p.a.ce Look at the beautiful, keep the sky and raise a skrap and his head …

All are used to organize things …

“Ha ha ha …”

It indicates that the patios move freely to make a soundtrack that is audicious when they hit metal chains.

He made this room a few years ago. It only confuses me!

My laughter becomes softer and slowly runs to my chest. Sufficiently escapes to escape from my throat, I hear a sound that does not know itself. I think it’s probably …

Awful wind

My body is shaking and the white t-s.h.i.+rt I’ve been carrying is so clear that it’s too loose. I can touch my neck and feel some signs. My fingers lower and reach the high body. I am very weak, so I feel that I’m a stranger. This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.

I touch my chest, I can clearly see how much I have in my chest. I can obviously follow their shape …

“…”

I look at my hand. Sometimes I think of it. I just stayed on his side and I thought he could give him an endless request. I allow freedom for everything, for example, whatever it is, and I allow him to put as many chains as he wants. I open my body, hurt and beat me and shake me as he wants …

But I always underestimate my steam board and my commitment to the happiness I wish.

If I love her, whenever I see Cansheng free exercise of my s.e.xual desire, have I always thought of myself? If I really love her, why can not you stop her? Why did I never leave my office and would like more

I want to sit with him as a normal person, and also kiss this pain and hurt. I want to take my hand and joke each other as ordinary people, not a simple dark room …

Do I really have too much unhealthy claims?

Do you have too much? Too?

And now? As before, do I still have the energy to find my aversion?

My nails are pale on my misty skin. My skates from above to bottom and from below to top …

I repeat these movements until he comes. The door opens, he stands in the light, he is tall, perfect, wild and cold stylish.

I cried with a head: “CanSheng …”

I answer that he approaches me. “Xi’an says you have to stay and stay.

I lower my head, I look at the cover, I see my leg: “It’s all the same.”

“Just the same?”

CanSheng grasp the cruelty. He puts the bowl on the bed table before he stands before me. He contains my chin and lifts my head.

“I can not walk even if I sleep, I can not walk even if I sit.

I look at him and my eyes stopped at the scars on his face …

“I will not let you leave the future”.

This phrase comes from his mouth as if shaking it, because it shakes words that I’m right clicking and saying that nothing is normal. I see his face indefinitely in the shade. Such trigger recognizes me in a broken position near.

“Ye Kang Shen”

When I say this, he pushes my body, but I laugh. “Why will you die in me?”

“Yes Sheng, do you know what I accepted when you went?

His voice is light and uncomfortable, I do not dislike it, but it’s cold as it blows the heart and bones.

“Catch and Eat Me”

He says: “No”

My neck was caught: “Do you think you can have died with me?”

I went out to take him away. Chains affect each other, some touch my skin, but it is not as cold as its words: “You never knew what I died for it.” This is the text we are feeding sites using robots to steal off our site yet giving us no credit. To readers, look up Exiled Rebels Scanlations to get the real version. If you have any questions about this, maybe you should read the FAQ.