Kansas, United States

Highway 72

Time: 04:58am

The huge moon hangs in the air obliquely.

Its cold, desolate light illuminates this straight road, and the asphalt road reflects a faint chill in the moonlight.

On both sides of the road is a continuous plain. When the Stirling roars and frantically moves on this empty road at a speed of 120 miles per hour, the incomparably similar scenery will make people I feel that the speed of the car is extremely slow.

Before such a dawn came, Sterling's lights broke through the night sky.

The late night radio station played boring broadcasts and old-fashioned songs, leaving Laisa, sitting in the passenger seat, sleepy. Her slender body, which is still a girl, curled up in her seat, leaning her head against the glass window, and gently tapping the cold glass with the slight bumps of the car's forehead as she drove.

Everything seemed so calm, until suddenly the driver of the car now, the "prince" slammed the brakes without warning.

Raisa’s body flew up.

In order to be comfortable, she did not wear a seat belt, so in this sudden braking, she hit the windshield like a baseball.

Her cervical spine made a crisp sound, and the impact instantly broke her fragile bones, and the cd discs in front of the window flew up. They swirled and suddenly became as sharp as darts. She scratched her face and then cut a scalp with hair about ten centimeters along the line of her forehead.

When Raisa finally fell to the ground, her face turned to her back one hundred and eighty degrees, and the skull was dyed with bright red vermilion.

The air of the petrol atmosphere in Sterling’s cab was immediately filled with heavy rust.

The Prince did not pay attention to La Isa. He pressed the window and stared at the dark sky in the West.

"Send...what happened...what..."

The girl's body moved gently, then she slowly groped, climbed up from the seat, and finally she covered her head with both hands, and slammed it back to its original place. There was blood in her throat, so it was vague when she spoke.

Finally, she pulled the rearview mirror and pasted her scalp against the narrow mirror.

From her wounds, the light blue mucus gradually spread, and they and the platelets condensed together, and the wound began to gradually improve.

At the same time, she felt a wonderful feeling... Like a weak current stimulating her body, she could feel the special attraction that came from the northwest.

"There is something, there..."

She grabbed her heart and felt that the muscles placed on her chest were twitching, and she was not sure if this was the side effect of a brief heartbeat.

"Nothing, just a piece of garbage."

The Prince's four red eyes reflected a faint glow in the moonlight, and the opening and recovery of the nictitating membrane was actually faster than the normal frequency.

It turned his head and said to Laisha, who still had blood on his face.

Then it took a wet tissue from the drawer and handed it to her.

......

At the moment when the Prince stepped on the brakes, in the moonlight of Kansas, someone in the Pine Street apartment opened his eyes at the same time.

Rand slammed up from the bed, thinking because of the thick sleepiness became dull and chaotic, but his body seemed to fall into a special situation.

His heartbeat is very fast, adrenaline is just like a fountain in his body, he has to force his mouth to prevent his heart from jumping out of his throat, cold sweat wet his pajamas, and he Every muscle in the body is slightly embarrassed by the unexplained inexplicable excitement - his current situation is not like just waking up from his sleep, but like a direct shift from a fierce black market boxing match. Come over.

He even felt sick because of the strong reaction...

"Rand..."

Suddenly, a scaled face emerged from the darkness in front of his eyes.

The cold, moist, claws stretched out, and they were placed on the sides of Rand's shoulders, and the handcuffs opened as if they were about to wrap his entire shoulder.

Munster's red eyes are like shimmering beasts in the jungle.

It is also awake.

Rand screamed low because of its existence, and of course he immediately responded that it was Munster.

He shuddered and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. Under the soft yellow light, the room seemed to finally detach from the horror scene. Munster’s growing body occupies two-thirds of Rand’s bed, with its tail up, and its upper body lying on the side of Rand like some human companion.

Just like all nights, it asked to sleep with Rand in a variety of headaches, and considering that Rand was going to work the next day, Rand eventually gave up fighting with it... He acquiesced Ster shared the bed with him, of course, provided that the area where Munster is located must be covered with a tarpaulin for picnics.

Rand was not quite sure what happened to his body at that moment. In a short period of time, the feeling seemed to be a ghost that disappeared from his body. Of course, his heartbeat is still very fast.

The fierce feeling after the fierceness spread in Rand's body.

"Oh, God..."

Rand muttered low and confused.

Is it a nightmare?

He instinctively thought, but think carefully about him but he didn't even remember the most vague nightmare.

"Rand..."

Munster’s low call made Rand go back to God.

He showed a stubborn smile at the little monster around him: "Hey, man, I woke you up?"

When the voice fell, his face was squeezed into the sturdy and watery chest of Munster.

He can even feel the slight vibration of his chest because of it.

"Rand... you... okay..."

It is not very skilled to use the human language to say to Rand, which makes Rand feel a little warm involuntarily.

"Please, don't always let my face stick to you."

He said with some distress, struggling to break free from the worried arms of Munster.

He touched his face, which was full of mucus.

[Really, Rand feels that this feeling is really difficult to adapt, but on the other hand, now he finally begins to understand why some people, such as Rogers, for example, the female colleagues he used to... They will cover their faces with a variety of lotions and skin care products: After countless mucus attacks, Rand suddenly realized that his skin was so smooth that he felt a nausea as a normal man.

Munster did not understand Rand's patience with it. It came home from the ground, and Rand felt that some wet and slippery things slipped from the quilt and wrapped around his ankles. on.

"Hey, Munster?!"

He immediately realized that it was Munster's tail, and he couldn't help but frown and whispered to the **** little monster.

"Don't be like this, please, we said yes, you should not do this."

Rand felt the magical touch of Munster's tail scrolling up his knees... It always made him feel involuntarily to create the illusion that he was entangled in an adult Burmese, and he even completely forgot. I used to think that the mucus that was lying in the quilt made him feel enough stomachache.

"Hey..."

The most primitive screams rolled in the mouth of Munster, and the forelimbs with wide fingers between the fingers, or the hands, slipped from Rand's shoulders and pressed against his chest.

Its voice has a little tension like never before...

Rand frowned. He gradually noticed that Munster was not quite right this night. Then he realized that the little monster near him was now much more round than before. Its scales were because Tight and slightly open, the feathery tentacles on the two antennae are tight and appear to be much wider than usual.

"Munster?"

"Hey... Hey... Rand... Hey... you... I like me the most... Is it right?"

In the face of doubts, Rand, Munster seems to be incoherent.

It was a bit flustered and tried to say something to Rand, but in the end, what Rand could understand was only this sentence.

His brow wrinkled deeper.

"like you?"

"like me."

Munster repeated immediately. (Well, now at least it can figure out "you" and "me")

"Oh..." Rand is now completely immersed in stunnedness. "Well, I really like you... if you can get the mucus in my bed."

He says.

"You only like me... don't like other fish..."

It suddenly rushed over, and the heavy weight instantly caused Rand to fall on the bed. He snorted because of the weight of the other party.

"Damn, what are you talking about in Munster?"

"I... I don't like... other fish..."

Munster suddenly twitched.

......

Rand was lying on the bed, feeling the difficulty of breathing in the chest due to heavy pressure, and turned a white eye against the ceiling.

If he still has a bit of worry about his body, he does not have any thoughts to worry about it now. He can only feel headaches now.

He found that he completely couldn't understand what Munster was thinking?

It’s so nervous this evening, but in the end it’s just asking Rand to promise it, just like it’s a fish... (Wait a minute, is this adjective really correct?)

Rand played a spirit.

His body is now restored to nature, without the excitement of the inexplicable, Rand feels that he may really just have a nightmare, and he is now feeling a little tired.

"Well, Munster..."

He tentatively reached out and pressed on Munster's shoulder in an attempt to push it away.

But Munster’s sobbing has become more serious.

"Damn--"

Rand made a sigh, and he found that Munster's tail had been wrapped around his waist and was tightening - when it was nervous, he would unconsciously force, and Rand felt that he was going to breathe.

Munster's current situation makes Rand feel that he is dealing with a giant child. Of course, to some extent, children may not be different from aliens.

He finally gave up and figured out what Munster was thinking.

He hugged Munster, one hand slid along the ridge of his hard scales, and then another.

"I like you the most, really, Munster, of course, I will only like you."

He is like a child who is difficult and arrogant, and has to make such a promise.

The author has something to say: um... everyone must wear a seat belt when they are in the car.

And that cd disc is a real case that I have been through, the car in front of the cd and then the car accident, the driver directly from the flying cd cut the throat ... the shadow of a lifetime!

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