Inside the cockpit, the rigid control stick was like the hilt of an unparalleled divine sword stabbed into the earth, making it impossible to look away.
His palm had already restrained itself many times, doing its best not to touch the control stick.
Yet the dreamlike piloting experience made the pilot feel as though he had suddenly grown many years younger.
Curiosity was like a heavenly demon from the Outer Heavens, corroding people's pure hearts.
So he gritted his teeth.
Asurada immediately issued a prompt: Jet
"Wo... whoooooo!"
!
So the fake act becoming real really did exist...?
"Can... can we stop now?"
Yu Shi Yao's voice trembled. At this moment, she somewhat regretted forcing herself to accept this exceptionally avant-garde film under the constraints of propriety.
Although the back of the chair blocked things, although she knew it was impossible for the weapons to be real, and although the audience would only be able to see hazy silhouettes in the finished film... several fairies named "although" seemed to have appeared beside her ears, constantly whispering words of comfort. Yet she always remembered that behind the chair was still a camera, along with a pair of eyes watching them.
Perhaps after many years, people would become accustomed to films of this type and stop treating them as anything special... But for a first experience, this would be unforgettable—and the worst kind of experience.
Fortunately, her acting partner had been Sister Si Wuxie... But Sister Si Wuxie's hands were truly terrifying!
Why is she so skilled at this...
"You did very well."
Si Wuxie whispered by her ear, seeming to bite and suck at it. She even narrowed her eyes and raised her hand, slowly rubbing her thumb and index finger together before gradually pulling them apart. A silver