"Phew, mermaid? Jian Qi, you've watched a lot of science fiction movies, I think it might be a water demon or something. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Jamber cursed as he bent down to pick up a pebble and threw it at the black shadow in the river.

"Boom ......" made a wave.

Jaber craned his neck.

Jian Qi also took two steps back in fear, not daring to joke anymore, "Let's go back, if you are unfortunately said by your crow's mouth, that is really a water demon or something, in case it resembles those strange creatures in the Death Desert......" The shoulders of the person who spoke trembled, "We are dead." ”

The two hurriedly turned back to the camp site, completely oblivious to the fact that just behind them, not long after they had entered the woods, two figures slowly emerged from the water.

The tall, muscular man held a petite girl in one hand, and the man's narrowed eyes stared fiercely in the direction they had gone.

"Zhan Bo, keep up, do you feel ......?"

Jian Qi tightened his military shirt and urged Zhan Bo, who was walking behind. Suddenly I felt a chill, and it seemed that there was a dangerous aura in this vicinity, was it an illusion?

The sharp pain from her waist made Wandering Butterfly can't help but look up at the face in the vast night.

The wet hair was against his forehead, and the droplets of water reflecting the moonlight dripped from the ends of his hair, slowly rolling down along the lines of his rigid face, but this man's expression, the wandering butterfly was the first time to see it - the half-narrowed eyes showed the fierce light like a beast when it was furious, and the expressionless face gave people a kind of dark surge of ruthlessness, and the corners of his mouth did not hook any arc but made people feel that he was sneering.

Wandering Butterfly immediately tensed her nerves, and muttered in her heart, what had provoked this moody tyrant?

I pray that this tyrant will not take all his anger out on himself. But judging from the strength of the man's waist, he may not be able to escape the fate of becoming a scapegoat.

When he was in the water just now, he spent all his energy entangled with this man, so he didn't notice the two people on the riverbank, but for the imperial general who had received diving training and passed with a perfect score, even if he was separated by a layer of water, his vision and hearing were still very sensitive.

The conversation between Zhan Bo and Jian Qi reached his ears clearly and word for word, and after a little analysis by his highly intelligent brain, he immediately knew what was going on. Although he knew that his prey must be very sought-after (if it wasn't sought-after, it would be impossible for him to be favored by himself), but right under his nose, someone dared to covet the prey he was casting a net to arrest?! Hum...... I can't resist the temptation, and I can't control my own jade hope, and the price to pay is very tragic......

"General Poppy?" Wandering Butterfly shouted, if he didn't stop it, his poor little waist would be pinched off.

The man lowered his head, and his gaze was complicated that made the wandering butterfly can't help but shine.

Wandering Butterfly couldn't understand the mood of the Imperial General at this time.

It's like a piece of juicy fragrant meat that makes me salivate but can't help but be reluctant to eat it, and is brewing how to cook it to make her delicious to the extreme, but suddenly finds that a group of hungry wolves with green eyes have gathered around them, and this piece of fragrant meat that originally belonged to him is in danger of being taken away.

Jealous men are terrifying, let alone an arrogant man with a strong desire for exclusivity and self-esteem?

In the next second, the butterfly was dragged by the man to the river embankment next to it, almost 90 degrees of steep embankment, although it was the dry season, but the water level was still rising to the grass on the shore, reflecting the water waves of the melting moonlight, you can vaguely see the aquatic plants growing vigorously in the water, long like a skirt rippling with the water waves.

"General Poppy!" Wandering Butterfly shouted angrily.

What is this man smoking?

I didn't get a response from the man, and I only felt my chest rising and falling sharply against my back.

The man's muffled voice was far more terrifying than the playful smile on his face, and the wandering butterfly had already smelled the man's dangerous and gloomy aura that seemed to tear his prey apart.

The man's hands were once again on the buckle of his belt, this time with both hands together, with a resolute determination not to give up until the goal was achieved.

Wandering Butterfly's two hands also hurriedly reached out to grab the man's two big hands, and the man's momentum made her faintly afraid.

In fact, the general was just in a bad mood, and of course the two rookies who dared to peep at his belongings had to be cleaned up, but this one in front of him could not be easily spared, because he usually indulged and spoiled this beautiful and noble Persian cat too much, and did not engrave enough imprints, so that those blind guys mistakenly thought that this was a little wild cat, and anyone could touch it.

The soft little hand that intended to stop his attack covered the back of his hand, and the man did not shake it off, grabbed the belt on both sides of the button, and pulled off the tough leather belt with a cohesive force.

Terrifying power.

Wandering Butterfly couldn't help but be secretly surprised, although he had known that this man was very powerful, but the man who hid it very deeply had never fully shown his true strength, so this sudden outburst still made Wandering Butterfly stunned.

There was another piercing tear, and the cotton camouflage uniform on the girl's body was then torn open, and the tear stretched from the button to the bottom of her thigh.

Wandering Butterfly only felt a chill underneath, and it turned out that even the pants inside were torn open.

The skin with water droplets was blown by the late autumn evening breeze, and the cold invaded, and the naked^ exposed skin couldn't help but shiver.

The man behind him leaned tighter, and the body that was being pushed involuntarily leaned forward, and his upper body was almost touching the grass.

The man's impatience and rude movements were clearly felt, as if he was eagerly looking for an outlet.

It was so fast that he didn't have time to blink an eye, and his pants had already been pulled by the man to his knees, and he knew that he couldn't hide this time, and he had been in the cold for nearly a month, would this man who had been holding back for almost a month still let himself go? You don't have to think about it to know what the answer is.

The wandering butterfly no longer struggles senselessly, but in this cold and dewy wilderness, after this man with an appetite bigger than a lion is satisfied, is there any chance of his own survival?

"What are you thinking?" The man's low and hoarse voice finally came to his ears, accompanied by a warm^ambiguous breath spraying into his ears, and then the wet^hot kiss slowly spread from the sensitive roots behind the ears to the side of the neck, and the fingers of the butterfly grasping the grass stems contracted spasmodically.