Chapter 281 The Rise of the Primarch: Ex-girlfriend No. N

The automatic door opened to both sides, and Vito walked into his private cabin with a sword and a gun. The place was still the same as before. Well, okay, it wasn't the same anymore. After all, it became a lot quieter after Lilith left.

It was always lively, chaotic and cheerful here at that time.

What? You said you didn’t understand what it meant? Oh, then go to your political commissar’s office and ask him. I promise, he will tell you kindly.

Vito walked in from the door with a sword on his shoulder. His silver armored boots clicked on the white marble floor, but his steps quickly stopped in front of the Roman column bed. He looked at the

With a tidy bed surface, the place will no longer be messy like a chicken coop, and there will no longer be clothes, boots, etc. thrown on it.

To be honest, Vito probably had to change his mattress every time he made out with Lilith. Every time the girl got excited, she would turn back into a succubus state, or at least conjure up her claws, and then she would leave them on the bed.

A big hole, if she doesn't catch Vito.

He smelled the smell and came to the desk and bed. Vito took off his weapon belt and hung it on the shelf on the side. Now he could finally hang weapons instead of underwear and skirts, which was good.

Vito lay on the bed, his body sinking deep into it like falling into a cotton field, with the soft pillow supporting his head. There was a smell on this bed, on the pillowcases and quilts, and on everything here.

Fragrance, a light and elegant smell, smells like some kind of perfume.

Vito recalled the wonderful memories here. He smelled the smell in the room. The faint fragrance still enveloped the place and would not dissipate for a long time. Even if the girl left, he would still be able to think of her.

"Damn girl, you've learned how to mark your territory." Vito smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. Of course, this scent is just like the scent left by wild beasts in their own territory. This can warn those who take advantage of Lilith's absence.

For various reasons, probably Vito's own, the women who came to Vito's room told them who was the mistress here.

Vito lay on the bed with a wry smile. His nostrils inhaled the light fragrance around him. Those elegant smells gradually entered his brain along the nasal cavity. Those fragrances were very unique. They were not just olfactory fragrances, but also had a fragrance that seemed to be directly infused into his brain.

Some unique ability of consciousness.

Those fragrances spread in his mind, and gradually, Vito's senses and touch began to change. The soft mattress under him seemed to become damp, and the pillow became erratic, and then completely disappeared from the back of his neck.

What came next was a certain sense of weightlessness, a sinking feeling that made him sink into the deep sea.

That is not an adjective, but Vito really felt the feeling of sea water flowing through his body. Those bubbles were mixed with coldness, and the dark sea water surged from both sides of his face. He sank into a pitch black

sea ​​areas.

Vito opened his eyes in the cold sea water. His bleary eyes looked at the blurry light waving on the distant sea. The light still seemed very far away, and it was getting farther and farther away. His body

Floating up, I sank into the dark deep sea with a sense of weightlessness.

All senses disappeared, hearing, touch and the ability to perceive everything disappeared as they sank into the deep sea, as if everything disappeared in the dark waters.

But this did not last long. Gradually, Vito began to feel the temperature, the soft mattress and the comfortable pillows. The cold wind between the mountains blew on Vito's face, and the chill made him wake up quickly.

Coming over, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white gauze curtain hanging down above his head.

Vito was lying on a bed, a large four-cornered low bed. The feet of this bed were very low, almost close to the ground. This was derived from a West Asian-style large bed, which was completely made of wood and did not contain any metal.

, or decorated with complex lines, simple, but with a different kind of beauty, and the most important thing is comfort.

Vito turned his head and looked at the open balcony window next to him. The ice and snow from the Himalayas that never melted all year round turned the wind blowing from afar into cold. The wind blew in from the window and balcony, and the chill made people just wake up.

Vito shivered all over.

The blanket covering his lower body was pulled aside, and the fluffy and warm quilt was swept away from Vito's body. His lower body, which had no cover at all, was completely exposed to the cold wind, I mean, literally.

without any obstruction.

Vito was hit by another gust of cold wind, causing his whole body to tremble instinctively. He complained and raised his hand lightly, and his spiritual power closed the open windows and balcony doors. With those

The glass doors and windows were slid into the slots and locked, and the cold wind was finally blocked out.

Vito stretched and looked at the girl lying next to him with a smile. Her shoulders were exposed, and the slender arms covered the exposed parts again with the blanket.

Vito chuckled softly and lay on his side next to her, with one of his elbows propped on the pillow and his palm dragging his head, lying on his side behind the woman in the posture of a Greek philosopher.

"Did you sleep well last night? My dear doctor." Vito asked with a smile. The woman with crimson hair moaned softly and sat up. She supported her arms and sat on the bed screen.

Her messy hair looked like a chicken coop that had been disturbed by a weasel.

The red-haired girl rubbed her head, she moaned softly, and after she found herself lying on a bed, and Vito was still lying on her side in the posture of "the great philosopher" beside her, she cursed in a low voice, "

Vito, how did we end up in this bed?"

"I remember drinking. I told you that the wine was very strong, but you still had to drink it, so in the second half, you were a little enthusiastic, too enthusiastic." Vito held his head and smiled, looking like

This guy was in a good mood. After all, he was in a good mood after a one-night stand.

"I remember, I told you, if I'm drunk, take me to my room, which is obviously yours." She rubbed her head and looked at Vito beside her with her emerald eyes.

He smiled and shrugged slightly, "You can't blame me. You were quite energetic at the time and were almost about to start with me in the banquet hall of the palace, so I just let it take its course and brought you here."

The red-haired woman sighed and stood up from the bed. She almost lost her balance at first, but she quickly regained her footing. Her body perfectly displayed the standard of human golden body curves, especially since Vito is now like this.

Looking at the buttocks from the angle, oh, that is simply a work of art.

Vito touched his chin and tasted it carefully, but soon the woman pulled off her white coat from the chair next to the bed and draped it over her shoulders, blocking Vito from tasting it carefully.

Ask for the perfect body.

Vito also sat up from the bed. He looked out the bay window at the engineering facilities on one side. It was the largest project in human history, perhaps one of the largest.

On the land, construction sites stretch towards the end of the horizon. Countless workers and construction machinery are spread across the land and mountains like ants. Magnificent buildings and city walls rise from the ground, and the core of everything is that

The royal palace in the distance, the emperor's palace, the heart of the empire.

"Hey, what a pity. I want to taste it again."

"Didn't you have enough taste last night?"

The woman pulled up a chair and sat in front of the mirror, still combing her hair. Her long crimson hair was smoothed, straightened and smooth under the comb.

Vito walked barefoot across the cold marble floor. The shiny decorations around him really had that guy's style. Vito didn't have time to decorate the place properly. Well, soon he would let the emperor

That guy's nouveau riche aesthetics got out of his room.

Vito came behind the red-haired woman, held her shoulders with both hands, smiled and played with his fingers, which was slightly cool but as smooth as silk.

"Science requires repeated studies and thousands of observations before we can draw convincing conclusions! This is not what you told us, is it? Dr. Astarte." Vito deliberately lowered his voice and said, the red-haired woman turned pale.

She glanced at him and continued to look in the mirror and comb her hair.

"I told you a lot, Vito, but you obviously didn't remember anything else. For example, there is an important experiment today and I have to be there." Dr. Astarte sighed, and she said

After combing her hair as much as possible, she stood up and walked to the bed where many clothes were scattered and rummaged through it.

Vito leaned against the dressing table, clasped his arms and looked at her with a smile, "I'm worried, Doctor, I will drive you there later. I happen to have to go to the genetic laboratory today."

"You want to go too? Aren't you supposed to supervise the safety work of constructing the Star Torch?" Dr. Astarte threw away several pieces of Vito's clothes and found his own from the pile of messy clothes.

Tight pants and shirt, a standard outfit for a female scientific research doctor.

Vito looked at the clothes and sighed and shrugged. He had told Astarte that she should try other clothes that would better match her beautiful clothes, but he did not listen to his words at all and still wore that dress all the time.

Studying the white coat, even wearing it on a date with myself.

"What are you supervising? All the technological barbarians and warlord tyrants in Terra have been killed. I just came back from Mount Ararat last week. The last rebel forces of those barbarians have been completely wiped out. There is nothing to defend. It's already around the palace.

It was impregnable, and I just sat on the construction site and ate ashes." Vito said, his tone suddenly trembled, but he quickly regained his composure.

Astartes heard the abnormality in the tone. She turned to look at Vito and was silent for a moment, "Thunder Warriors, I heard about them." "Fighting to the last soldier, they lived up to their mission and carried them with them.

Died with honor."

Dr. Astarte looked at Vito, who looked at her, and both parties nodded in agreement and stopped discussing this issue.

The red-haired doctor put on her shirt. After buttoning up the buttons one by one, she bit the back of the bun with her mouth. She held the long fiery red hair with both hands and tied it into a neat ponytail behind her head.

The braid also makes her look more like a real doctor, rather than a young researcher who just had a one-night stand.

"Then why do you want to go to the laboratory? I remember you didn't like it there." Astarte said and sat on the edge of the bed. Vito looked at her and spread her hands slightly for her lower shoulders.

"That old bastard asked us to strengthen the security of the laboratory to ensure the safety of future experiments." "Security of the laboratory? The emperor ordered it? I don't remember what happened."

Dr. Astarte said as she put on her flat shoes. She hated high-heeled boots as always, and implemented her usual pragmatism theory, although it was slightly lacking in aesthetics.

"He didn't say anything. He was just as mysterious as ever. He didn't say anything when asked what happened, and just asked Constantine and I to check the safety issues." Vito said, waving his fingers, looking very helpless, but then he sighed softly.

The back of his head and shoulders shrugged slightly.

"But at least it's better than going to the Star Torch construction site to eat ashes, so Constantine and I decided to have a blood game." Vito said easily, while Astartes raised his eyebrows and looked at Vito with a confused expression.

, and still a little uneasy. She knew the style of Vito and Constantine. Either one of them could cause a lot of trouble, let alone two people together.

"Blood game? I have never heard of this word." She asked, and Vito stood up and walked up with a smile. He walked up to Astartes and looked down at the doctor who was much shorter than himself.

"It's a kind of competition between us. One side designs defense and the other side attacks. See if the defender can block the attacker. If not, review the game and fix the deficiencies in the defense." Vito said, stroking the Aspen in front of him with his hand.

Tate's red hair, the latter stood in front of Vito with his arms folded, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

"Oh? Then explain to me why it contains the word "bloody"?"

"Inspired by your hair? You know I love red hair."

Vito smiled jokingly, but Dr. Astartes in front of him still looked at him expressionlessly, silently warning him with his eyes to be honest and tell the truth.

Vito waved his hand and then shrugged, "Yes, it might be a bit intense? There might be some bleeding or something, but that doesn't matter. We are all soldiers. It's not a big deal if you get injured during the exercise."

Sure enough, just as Astarte thought, what Vito and Constantine could do when they worked together was definitely not within the normal range. She held her forehead and sighed speechlessly.

But Vito still had that playful smile. He stroked Astarte's hair, quietly placed his palms on her face, and gently cupped her face, "Oh, don't worry, except for the occasional gun.
To be continued...