I was the one who was causing the collapse of the iron.

This was originally Mobius's test bench, but now all the experimental equipment, samples, test tubes and other things have been moved out.

Now this place has completely become a home living place. People who don’t know the situation might think they have entered a high-end hotel when they walk in.

Eden was quite nervous at first, but after being brought in by Alicia and meeting Blanca and Grayshu, his nervousness subsided.

But the relaxed and pleasant chat did not last long, and she saw the man who frightened her and the green woman with a bad look hurried in.

The two of them slipped into a room at the side and started their performance openly without even closing the door.

Eden opened his mouth in surprise, while Alicia and Blanca beside him also looked a little embarrassed.

"You two, at least close the door!"

In response to Alicia's words, Mobius let out a high-pitched wail. The woman was facing the door, her white coat had fallen to her toes, and her neck was wrapped by the man's arms.

Eden could see it all clearly from where she was. She looked at the green-haired woman who had been so imposing not long ago, now with her eyes wide open, her tongue sticking out, her body straightened, and her hands and feet waving helplessly like a drowning person.

Even until the door was closed, this scene was deeply imprinted in Eden's mind and could not be erased for a long time.

Chapter 288 I Can't Do Anything

The door was closed, but the soundproofing effect of the door was obviously not very good, which made the three women in the living room even more embarrassed.

With this kind of background music playing, it's obviously impossible to have a good conversation.

"I'm going to rest first."

Blanca picked up Grace and left the living room first.

Alicia noticed the worry on Eden's face and patted her hand with concern.

"Well, don't take it too seriously. They have always been like this. When they get into a fight, they just go crazy and don't care about the feelings of the people around them at all."

"But, Miss Blanca's child is also that man's, right?"

"That's true. Greshu is indeed his child. But how should I put it? Greshu is a special case. Generally speaking, she won't get pregnant. Ah, I don't mean anything else. Don't think too much about it."

Seeing Eden's face becoming increasingly ugly, Alicia realized that she seemed to have said something wrong and quickly began to explain. However, no matter how she listened, it seemed to be making things worse.

"I...I'm fine..."

With a somewhat forced smile on his face, Eden looked at the quirky pink-haired girl in front of him.

When she thought of this beautiful, innocent, kind-hearted girl, who, like the green-haired woman not long ago, had her freedom controlled by that man and was forced to do those humiliating things, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

The woman raised her hands, gently held Alicia's face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Uh, eh?

Although I'm not very clear about the current situation, I always feel that the other party seems to have some strange misunderstanding.

No, it didn’t seem to be a misunderstanding. After all, I had experienced something like that before.

After all, at least the two of them had just entered the house. Sometimes when a man is in the mood, he would start directly at the door or in the living room.

Look at the door frame, table, chairs and floor, there are traces of my battle everywhere.

As she thought about it, Alicia felt a little shy, and then she lowered her head silently.

I didn’t think it was ridiculous before, but now I think it’s really embarrassing.

In other words, they used to be close friends who knew each other well, and no one would laugh at anyone else. After all, they were all made of water, had embarrassed people before, and had even wiped the floor together.

However, Eden was just an outsider after all, so there was no way she could tell her about this matter in too much detail.

"So Alicia...is this also the case? Is this your daily life?"

"Uh... not really, how should I put it."

Alicia couldn't help scratching her head, wanting to say that she had actually been running around outside for work.

But no matter how you look at it, this answer is somewhat self-deceptive.

"In fact, Master Huang Liang is a good man."

After much thought, the girl could only give Xu Nuo a good guy card.

"Oh, just relax, he won't do anything to you. Okay, go and get some rest."

Under the guidance of Alicia, Eden came to the room assigned to her.

The room was decorated very warmly, but it was a strange place after all, and Eden still felt a little uncomfortable.

The woman wanted Alicia to sleep with her, but it seemed a bit rude to say that.

In the end, Eden could only respond to Alicia with a smile and watched the pink-haired girl close the door and leave.

Two doors apart, the strange sound became much quieter, and the only sound left in my ears was a whimpering sound like a cat's meow. If I didn't listen carefully, I might not even notice it.

I don’t know if it’s because the sound insulation has improved, or if the fighting over there has simply calmed down.

"It's really... an unforgettable day."

Sighing softly, Eden sat down and sat on the bed for a while. She thought of something and took out her cell phone to report her safety to her family and friends.

However, after seeing the reminder that there was no signal on her mobile phone, the woman looked a little dejected again.

That’s right, I definitely can’t convey information to the outside world now.

Without the Internet, many means of entertainment were naturally lost. Eden plugged in headphones to his mobile phone and started playing some songs.

Listening to the familiar melody, the woman lay on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling above her head. Her eyes gradually became dull and her thoughts slowly became confused.

She began to recall her experiences during this period.

From being brutally banned by the agency, to traveling to many places to come to Mu Continent, and then to finally getting the opportunity to perform on stage.

Shootings, monsters, and branches growing wildly.

Everything flashed by like a slide, until it finally topped out on a beautiful, sacred, yet blasphemous picture.

That was... that woman, the green-haired woman named Mebius.

She is very beautiful, as beautiful as Alicia. She has a proud figure and a cold temperament, like an icy snake, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

But at this moment, she was stripped of all her mysterious cloaks, revealing everything in front of him without reservation.

The pure white body was held high up, its freedom restricted, its feet unable to touch the ground and its hands without support, it could only struggle and cry helplessly in mid-air.

With only one point of support, the woman is like a martyred victim, her body seems not to belong to her own.

At the end of the picture, there is the woman's neck raised high, clinging to her hands that do not belong to her body, the particularly obvious outline of her abdomen, and the strange blush on her face.

Although it was weird, it was indescribably beautiful, which made Eden immersed and fascinated involuntarily.

She is so beautiful. I really want to look like her.

Eden opened his eyes suddenly and the room was dark.

The woman rubbed her dizzy head, and she didn't know when the song in her headphones stopped.

Am I, asleep?

Who entered their room and turned off the light, or did the light turn off automatically?

I looked down at my phone and saw that it was four in the morning. It seemed that I had indeed slept for a long time.

My body was still a little tired, and I felt like I had some strange dream, but there was no trace of it in my mind.

It was very quiet outside. Eden got out of bed, walked to the door and put his ear to it.

In the silence, she seemed to hear some subtle sounds again.

It can't be that it's not over yet, right?

Thinking this shyly, Eden quietly opened the door a crack.

There seemed to be a small table lamp on in the living room. The light was dim, and the illuminated area was prioritized, making it difficult for Eden to see clearly.

The sound also became clearer, dripping, as if it was the sound of water dripping from a faucet that was not closed tightly.

Mustering up his courage, Eden glanced towards the living room, and then saw a curvy, dangling foot.

The foot dangled in the air for a while, then suddenly tightened and lifted high, pointing straight to the ceiling.

The foot behind was hidden in the darkness, and only a vague figure could be seen, but it was unclear who it was.

But there should be two people standing there, facing sideways to their door.

One of them was standing, while the other was curled up in his arms, with one leg raised high towards him, and the other leg hidden in the darkness.

From the perspective of angle, the angle between the two is estimated to be close to 180 degrees.

It seems that the person being hugged has very good body flexibility.

Really, it hasn’t ended yet, it’s been several hours.

Eden thought helplessly, but it seemed that there was nothing to blame.

After all, this is someone else's home, and they didn't make too much noise and didn't disturb me. It's my own problem if I get up at night.

If I have to say, I am the immoral one who is watching here secretly.

But, is Miss Mobius really okay? It’s been so long?

Although she thought so, Eden couldn't help but lie on the door crack and look, until the foot pointing at the ceiling drooped down again, allowing her to see the pink nail polish on it.

Very beautiful and girly.

But Eden couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, because she realized that this woman was most likely not Mebius.

Miss Alicia...?

Although I already had some psychological expectations, there was obviously a huge gap between hearing what the other party said and seeing it with my own eyes.

Feeling an inexplicable sadness in her heart, she saw the figure being held being placed on the ground.

The woman was kneeling on the ground, so more of her body could be seen. In the dim light, Eden could see her fair, flawless skin, like the cool moonlight.

The dazzling white skin was covered with fine beads of sweat and a few pink hairs.

She didn't look well, her breathing was a little rapid, and she stood up shakily, trying to keep the noise she made as low as possible.

Eden saw half of the woman's face. Her face seemed to be held up by a pair of hands, and she was looking at something with her cheek raised.

She was so close to the other figure that the two of them almost merged into one.

A hand seemed to be patting her cheek gently, with a hint of humiliation, but she just raised her face and silently endured it all.

But why did it feel a little wrong, as if there were three hands next to her face?

There seemed to be a faint voice coming from somewhere, but Eden couldn't hear it clearly.

The raised face lowered again, and the shadow of a hand merged with the shadow of the woman's head. The woman continued to lower her head until it was a whole head's height lower than before.

However, the figure in the darkness did not seem satisfied, and pressed his large palm on the ends of the pink hair.

Continue down.

Eden's heart couldn't help but rise. She could no longer see the woman's profile. She could only see her long pink hair falling down her shoulders to both sides.

She lowered her head and bent her waist very low, looking like she was kneeling, with her forehead touching the ground.

It was unknown how much time had passed, so long that Eden felt suffocated, and then the woman raised her head.

The long pink hair swayed, accompanied by a slight cough.

Unfortunately, the woman’s shadow didn’t recover for long before it was ruthlessly pressed down by the palm again.

A wailing sound was heard, but it was very brief and then disappeared into thin air.

Eden just watched, she held on to the door frame, trying to keep her body from falling down the door frame.

She remembered the pink girl standing in the ruins, holding a longbow in her hand, looking awe-inspiring and powerful.

I remember her holding my hands, with a smile on her face and a gentle look on her face.

I remembered that she solemnly promised me that she would protect me and would not let me come into any harm.

What a beautiful and kind girl she is, like a pure elf, willing to give everything for the innocent person she meets for the first time.

But now, this beauty, this nobility, this purity, has been tarnished in front of him.

She gave herself to protect herself.

As for her, she could only stand there and watch the cute and innocent girl endure the suffering that she shouldn't have to endure, and she could do nothing.