Chapter 13: Leaving the group

"You idiot." Fang Yan tapped the other party's head on the phone to admonish, but his tone became softer, and he hugged the other party tightly: "Do you think you can still run away?" I said from the beginning, I fell in love with you at first sight, and even if you resisted, I would forcibly bring you to me. ”

"Then why are you tempting me?" Himi pursed his lips, looking very dissatisfied.

"Because it's so cute to see you in a hurry." Fang Yan was blunt, and then kissed the other party's pursed mouth without hesitation.

"You're... Hmm...... Himiko's body stiffened, and tears of happiness finally flowed out, but not forced, and the tension was quickly lifted, and both body and consciousness adapted to the feeling of skin touching, and instinctively responded.

But there could be any fierce battle between the two novices, but in half a minute, the two parted breathlessly, and they didn't even touch their tongues, they just licked their sweet lips.

Himiko looked at Fang Yan blankly, the obsession between his eyes was even worse, and he had reached the point where he couldn't extricate himself, even if Fang Yan suddenly pulled out his sword and killed himself, he would leave with a smile.

"That's a deposit." Fang Yan took a breath, looked away, his face was red, and his heart was pounding, obviously not good at this kind of thing, but he still had a little nostalgia for the softness just now, and he couldn't help but kiss it again. And Himiko did not resist, not so much resistant, but rather cooperative, holding the neck of the dialect with both hands, opening his mouth slightly, leaking the heat in his body, and actively seeking this kind of intercourse.

The two strange tongues were soon entangled together, stirring wildly, and the liquid had long been indistinguishable from each other, and the heart was occupied by a feeling of numbness.

"Himiko ......," the dialect shouted in the gap.

"What?" Himiko's movements also stopped.

"You and I are both first kisses, why are you more skilled than me?" Fang Yan had a hint of resentment in his tone, he felt that his male dignity had been greatly challenged, and his learning ability in sex was not as good as that of a woman, which was really a great shame.

However, the fact that I can get out of the group is quite a good praise.

Himihu looked at the other party's serious face in a daze, couldn't help but smile anymore, and said, "You're so strange, why do you care about these things?" ”

"No matter what, you must at least practice as skilled as you tonight, otherwise you will not be allowed to sleep." Fang Yan cheekily said a word, kissed again, and the two unfamiliar tongues gradually became familiar, and began to understand each other's lines and structures.

With the increase in the number of times, Fang Yan was finally able to barely fight in front of Himiko, although he didn't know if it was the mercy of the other party's subordinates, but he was already satisfied.

After stopping again, Himiko was already out of breath, her eyes were foggy, and she said with a strange red face, "Satisfied now?" Fang Yan coughed a little embarrassedly, and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring voice: "Ahem, this is for your good, our level is barely a beginner, we still need more practice in the future, I will spare you today." ”

Himiko nodded with a red cloud on her face, and she was even more ashamed in her heart, but she still couldn't bear to refuse, because she also liked this feeling, the kind of action that intertwines trust and **.

"Then go to sleep today, or you won't be able to continue fighting tomorrow." Fang Yan reminded him, quickly got up from the other party, and found a random place to lie down first, because he already knew that he was about to reach his limit, and he needed the cold ground to forcibly calm himself down.

And Himiko, who was crushed by the other party, knew that the thing under his crotch was already extremely hard, and the heat was extremely hot against his abdomen, and when he touched it, it was almost a fuse.

Now, if you step forward to tempt you again, the other party will definitely not be able to continue to endure. However, there was a memory of almost being forced to beep, and Himiko was still a little afraid of going one step further and creating people, and today he dared not to be afraid of death to ride on the dialect, completely with the help of the angry air that surged into his brain, and now that he has calmed down a little, it is obviously a little unlikely that he wants to continue.

Himiko didn't speak, but silently walked over to the dialect and lay down, nothing more.

Fang Yan opened his eyes slightly, and after seeing Himihu who was close at hand, he did not hesitate to put his hands together and hugged him, and there was no more movement, just simply wanted to breathe the smell of each other's bodies, hug each other for warmth, and hugged each other to sleep, which was very pure.

The moment his eyes fell into darkness, he also made up his mind in his heart, this woman, I want it.

Himiko's body stiffened slightly, but she quickly relaxed again, because now no matter what the dialect did to her, even if it was betrayal, she felt that it didn't matter, there was only dialect left in her world, if she lost the dialect, if she was betrayed again, it would be equivalent to the collapse of the world, and then she would become a walking corpse, and death would be nothing.

In the early morning of the erection day, when the dialect woke up, what I saw was a back.

It was a beautiful figure, young but already graceful, outlining a beautiful curve of fragrant shoulders, and down the trend was the plump and brute waist that was almost torn.

Her blonde hair is like a waterfall shawl, and she is beautiful with a look of pity.

Himiko stood on top of a collapsed ruin, his sapphire blue eyes looking out at the distant horizon, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's quiet all around, only the crackling sound of the bonfires burning around, and the lonely island bonfires with beauties are all stunning.

But the dialect lying on the ground did not hesitate to destroy this beautiful atmosphere and shouted at the other party.

"Yo, Himiko."

Himi turned his head back, a smile in his eyes, with a little surprise, it was the gaze of the girl Huaichun.

"Awake?"

"I didn't dare to sleep at all, I was a light sleep all the time." Fang Yan took a deep breath of the cold air in the morning, and when he sat up slowly, Himihu walked over quickly and pulled the other party with his hand very considerately.

"Thank you for your hard work." Himiko said softly, she also knew the condition of the people around her, whether it was from the irregular breathing or the occasional sonar, it was easy to know that the dialect was completely closed at night.

"You didn't sleep last night, did you? If neither of us had the spirits, what would we have done in today's fight? The tongue rebuked dissatisfiedly.

"I'm sorry, because I was so happy. But don't worry, it's still very exciting, and it's okay to fight. Himihu's face was slightly red, and he said with some embarrassment.

Now it's time to complain, is this the power of love?

Fang Yan was a little speechless, but he didn't deny it, but scratched his head, picked up his luggage and prepared to go.

Himiko got up early to clean up, but he didn't need to prepare or wait for anything.

Inhaling the cool and fresh air of the early morning, the dialect duo entered the jungle again, green sonar ripples spreading from time to time, and the area was ridiculously large, almost covering half of the island.

Soon, they found several figures wandering around the island in the morning, presumably about to eat something.

"Himiko, how many people did you kill today?" Fang Yan asked lightly.

"It's up to you." Himiko shook his head slightly, looking well-behaved.

"In that case...... Fang Yan frowned and pondered, and soon had a simple plan in his mind, "If you go after and kill people now, it won't be very efficient, because others will run, and seeing our full BIM backpack, we will probably run faster than hell." ”

"In that case, let's wait until noon when the second batch of food lands, and then hunt." So is the tongue spoken.

"Okay." Himiko nodded, indicating that he had no opinion.

"Then let's go find something to eat first, and we're going to open the meat today anyway." The dialect walked in the direction of the extended beach.

"Meat?" Himiko's eyes lit up and he hurried to follow.

Fang Yan used sonar while walking towards the beach with Himiko, as for what should be like looking for food, he didn't have to worry about it at all, a percussive BIM was thrown into the water, and the fish frying technique of my Great Celestial Dynasty was simply the best in the world.

There are also things in the supply pack that can start a fire, and with the sharp military thorns, there is no problem in grilling a fish.

As Fang Yan and Himiko were eating, time quickly passed by, and the roar of a transport plane sounded in their heads.

"Are you coming?" Fang Yan looked up at the scorching sun, bared his white teeth, and said excitedly, "Himiko, just leave that supply bag here, just find a place to hide it, when you fight, that thing will get in the way." As for the knife, you should keep it, you can use it fairly handily anyway. ”

"Hmm." Himiko's gaze gradually became cold, and the attitude towards the other dialect can be said to be completely two personalities, one expression and one inside.

At the same time, closer to the dialect, in another part of the island, a black-haired man with a black satchel also found the supplies that had been airdropped.

"What's that thing?" "I think it's something like supplies, and I guess it was airdropped yesterday." Next to the black-haired man, a tall, white-shirted man speculated.

"Absolutely! They want us to fight, and putting a small amount of food will not only cause us to fight, but also make us more energetic to play. Another shouted.

"Let's go, go and make sure, if you don't get food yesterday, if you continue, you will starve to death." The black-haired man said in a deep voice.