Song Lingbai was sitting on the steps smoking alone. A trace of oppressive pheromone scented by lonely roses flashed in his blue eyes. It was beautiful and suffocating. Why? They wolves always do things neatly. What a scum he is, the tribe doesn't want him, and he still treats himself as a tool.
Suddenly, in the quiet air, there was the sound of giant objects colliding, and there were also calls from atmospheric creatures. Song Lingbai narrowed his eyes and put out the cigarette in his hand. He stood up and walked towards his golden house. His golden house had the same hidden beauty as other golden houses, and it was also an atmospheric creature, Omega.
He turned the password door and opened it. Lying on the ground was a beautiful Omega, with her lower body as vague as a cloud. Song Lingbai squatted in front of him and pulled Omega up by his hair, forcing him to look at her. White eyes and blue eyes are like the clouds in the sky and the ocean on the ground. Omega's lower body does not have human-like legs, and is surrounded by some clouds. Instead, it has a tail-like thing that does not look like a mermaid but looks like a dragon. The tail is about five meters long, with scale-like fins, and those 368 spikes, which are highly poisonous.
No one from this atmospheric creature can save this unfortunate guy. But this scum was different. How could Omega be willing to stab him? The most they would do is bite him, and in the end they would have to bandage him. The leader of the atmospheric creatures is "aidice", the (meaning equal to king) of the atmospheric beasts. Now it has become such an unsightly state. There were more or less bite marks and hickeys from his cheek to his waist, and a few of the whiskers on the side of his tail seemed to have been removed.
"Ge..... I love you. I loen yiar. (I love you in the atmospheric language)" The omega got up, possessed Song Lingbai's ears and spat out a few non-standard words. Song Lingbai's hands trembled and he narrowed his eyes. He grabbed the omega's white hair and threw it to the ground, "What did he say? He loves my jokes, liar." Song Lingbai seemed to have lost his soul because of these words. He held him like a child seeking mother's love. He was indeed a child, and he was indeed seeking shelter. No purpose "seeking"
——The first one is from the work "Atmospheric Nightmare" that I will serialize soon.
The information about the faceless mermaid has been modified with reference to the current information on the Internet about atmospheric creatures. The double male protagonist aob is purely my whim
Concept: The sky is mysterious, let us imagine it