Even if there is a lot of pressure to survive, this doesn't need to be done.

In the core of the team, the two brothers Lawther and Kodd have no combat power and work a lot every day.

But their private life is not boring at all. It is not enough to change brides every night, but everyone can't find three.

This is just the number that Delia has relatively certain.

Some women in the camp and team got benefits from the brothers Lawther and Coud, and they might not be embarrassed to say it publicly.

In addition, Summer should have it, but the number is not so exaggerated, and no woman has ever publicly revealed it.

Fisher had no intention of this at all, and even rejected many women's hints.

Stubby slept with his wife every day, expressing that he was not interested in this kind of thing.

However, this is a personal matter. As long as it does not affect the work, Delia will not "inform" Link, but just record it as information on the core level of the team.

The big boss Link is the most exaggerated one.

Apart from Delia and her daughter, the only woman he had officially talked to was the little Chinese girl named Yirui, or because the other party became a special human.

Feeling the puzzled gaze of the woman beside her, Link shook his head inexplicably: "With my current strength, it's not that easy to survive..."

Delia's lips opened slightly: Can someone like herself who has "Tianhuo" shooting "Is it safe to die?

Link didn't care about her expression, but just whispered: "This end of time has just begun, and the dangers will only be more. No one can guarantee his safety, so do I."

He exhaled and murmured: "But I don't want to die, nor do I want you to die, nor do I want this world to die together. So, I have to be faster, faster..."

As he said, his mind drifted towards a more distant future, as if it was hidden in a thick haze, just like Chicago today, and there was no way out.

Suddenly, Link felt a warm feeling coming from his face.

The focus of his eyes regained, and he realized that Delia was close at hand-to-be to be more precise, her chest should be under his nose.

The warm and smooth skin is pressed against the side of the face, emitting a faint fragrance of shower gel.

"A rush to catch up may not be long, and you can rest in time, and then Fonda will finally." A soft and low female voice rang out above her head: "If this world is really going to be destroyed, it is not your own business. You need to let more people help you."

Link, who was trapped in a gentleness, was a little distracted: Emmm~ Wait, I think I am the writer, although I am a third-rate.

Delia seemed to be excited and comforted her softly: "Including me, maybe I can't shoot monsters together, but she can prepare you when you set off, and make dinner for you when you come back..."

Link continues to be distracted: What preparations? What dinner? Or... prepare for extra meals?

Delia's actions, language, and warm breath that was so close to her made her body a little uncontrollable.

The fourfold physical constitution that has soared tonight has not only strengthened strength, agility, and reaction, but also the energy in the body is too abundant.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought of entering the city overnight and killing him to vent his excess energy.

Delia didn't notice it for a moment, or probably didn't care about Link's reaction at all, but was aroused by what Link said, and her fear in her heart and fear in the outside world.

As a woman with no combat ability, even if she knows that the situation is not as good as Linker, she feels even stronger.

Link is the only person she can rely on at the moment.

When this person was also anxious and uneasy, her anxiety naturally magnified rapidly.

She subconsciously didn't want Link to continue like this, and could only hold his head and comfort her softly as she used to treat Camilla.

Listening to the whispering sounds in my ears and feeling the slightly trembling body, I finally slowly stretched out my hand and placed it on her waist.

The close-fitting sweater exudes body temperature, soft and warm.

His hand was gently pressing, and Delia, who was standing in front of her, couldn't help but sit down.

"Hmm? Ah, it hurts~" Delia jumped up suddenly and rubbed her hands behind her: "What's on your legs? It hurts so much!"

Link looked down speechlessly and looked at his thighs. Under the camouflage pants was the gray-black bone layer of the combat suit: OK, this thing really hurts your butt when you sit on it.

He simply stood up, picked up Delia and hugged her.

There is no bone armor on the inside of her arms, so she will naturally not pierce her: "I think we need to talk."

Delia was a little nervous: "What are you talking about?"

Link quickly walked towards his room: "How do you want to help me prepare, and there is also the problem of adding meals tonight."

(;° mouth°)! Delia: "Ah?"

...

A moment later, the two of them were talking softly in the room: "Do you exercise regularly with your figure?"

Delia: "Ah? Yes, yes."

Link: "What did you practice?"

Delia: "Bi, Bikramyu, yoga."

Link: "How long have you practiced?"

Delia: "I started in middle school and started practicing."

Link: "How is it?"

Delia: "Right, okay."

Link: "Really? I don't believe it. Try this..."

After a while, Delia had performed several introductory exercises of Bikram yoga several times, and was so tired that she sweated profusely: "No, no, I can't do it anymore, I'm so tired."

Link held her weak all over and felt helpless: "Then... go and take a shower first."

When I arrived at the "public bathhouse" next to me, I filled the half-filled iron bucket with water, and the water temperature was just right.

Turn on the shower faucet and a large piece of fine water droplets sprinkled.

Link suddenly remembered something and asked in Delia's ear: "I remember I asked you before, do you want to become stronger?"

The tired Delia nodded softly, her eyelids flew straight into a fight.

Link: "Do you still want to become stronger now and have power far beyond ordinary people?"

Delia murmured in a daze: "Becoming stronger, can you be so tired?"

Link thought about it and felt that this was not a problem: "Yes."

Delia: "Oh, that's good." As she said that, she leaned against him and started dozing.

After a while, Links finally took out two miniature potions from No. 1 backpack, healed one, and fired one left and right, and pierced her two big porpoise muscles.

A few seconds later, Delia's eyelids trembled slightly, she opened her eyes and said blankly: "Where am I... where is this?" She looked up and saw Link looking down at him.

"Ah?" She exclaimed softly, subconsciously trying to retreat, but her waist was wrapped by Link's arms, and she only leaned back her upper body, but her eyes were still facing him.

After a moment of stunned life, she remembered the yoga exercise just now, and felt her current posture again, and suddenly she felt uncomfortable: "Are you not tired?"

Link kept a relaxed smile on his face: "I'm not tired, I'm much stronger than you think."
Chapter completed!