What strong winds and waves have come, this kind of small game is not afraid of closing his eyes, and it is useless to be afraid, he gritted his teeth, directly turned the other party away from him, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll stare at you, you can sleep with confidence, I must keep my eyes open as big as yours, and I will definitely keep an eye on you." ”

But on the side he couldn't see, the purple starry eyes were always staring at the entrance of the cellar.

At the same time as he turned around, because of the wrong posture, he had to let go of the soft wattle that was pressed on his chest and did not warm for a moment, and his left hand was very uncomfortable after a few seconds of release, and after a while, this discomfort even surpassed the pain in his body, and his heart was pounding in the face of the shadow that was facing away from him.

The courage to regain was pumped into his blood, and he stumbled and said, "The ground, the ground is too cold, are you cold? It must be cold, I feel a little cold, why don't you hold it tightly?" Give you three seconds, and if you don't speak, you will agree." ”

After saying that, he didn't care about anything for three seconds, and he couldn't help but hug the soft and fragrant delicate body from the darkness into his arms, and the top and bottom were tightly attached, and at that moment he felt his soul and the other party's body tremble.

The close-up fragrance almost hallucinated him.

At this point, his courage completely dissipated, his right hand passed under his neck and hugged his shoulder, and his left hand tightened the waist that was held by Yingying, and he still didn't dare to touch those death zones and absolute realms for a while, "Seriously, my hands are absolutely motionless, don't worry......"

But they were so big that his right hand was just holding Xiang Chuan's shoulder, but he didn't know when he rubbed against the circle of death that ran up.

So the aftermath and the promise lasted only for a short moment, and it was shattered by the incomprehensible softness coming from the forearm, and a roar came from the depths of his consciousness - death is death!

The sound shook his brain, dizzy and swollen, as if the smell of wine in the air had entered his brain, the smell of wine made people intoxicated, and the courage of people was strengthened, and those two arms instantly got rid of the fear in the depths of consciousness and lost control.

Soft, incomprehensibly soft, but with an unnatural elasticity, after touching, reason was thrown aside, but the dizziness became heavier and heavier, making him feel as if he was in a dream, as if he was stuck in the clouds, just like those hands, they were also caught in the clouds.

As expected, even the hands can't grasp one of them.

They were too soft, and he used all the gentle force he could to soothe, shape, and seek a balance between touch and rebound, and after a few rubs, perhaps because his body had reached its limit, or because there were some reasons such as [excessive blood loss and blood being lured by external factors to retrograde], [excessive excitement], and so on, his frantic consciousness let out an unwilling roar, and was dragged into the darkness by a raw pull.

......

As soon as the eyes were closed and opened, the sky was bright, and the light poured through the gaps overhead, bringing an untimely light to the dimly lit cellar aisles.

She was awakened from a warm dream by a mischievous blazing heat.

The dream was warm, even a little hot, so warm that it was reassuring, and with just a touch it could tell how comfortable and safe it was, and she was tired, so she cautiously leaned over, and the heat seemed to like her very much, and not only opened its arms, but also embraced her into her body, and wrapped it tightly, from the bottom to the top, wrapped around her feet, and she couldn't curl up because of it, and then they wrapped around her chest......

Suddenly, they turned into two strange snakes with blazing heat, sometimes squeezing into a line of sky and turning the clouds and fog inside, sometimes climbing steeply and opening their mouths to bite, constantly venting their vitality and heat, stirring her consciousness and heart, embarrassment and comfort were mixed together, their movements became bigger and bigger, and her consciousness became more and more concentrated.

The four rows of long eyelashes on the face of the city and the country trembled for a moment, and then they were forced to open the dark eyelids and kiss each other goodbye, the starry sky was bright, breathtaking, and the haze of last night no longer existed, replaced by overlapping confusion and incomprehension. Confused by the warmth behind being brought out of the dream, the burning heat in front of him, and the moan that disappeared in the moment of waking up and only a tail sound.

Nissa was at a loss for the mess in her head, and the stimulation from the front made her slightly open red lips hum softly again, and she was shocked on the spot, this was actually her own voice?!

The eyelashes kissed lightly a few times again, and at the same time, her gaze slowly moved downward, and when she saw the true bodies of the two strange snakes, the confusion was dispelled by the cold light.

It was a pair of hands that came from behind, slowly walking back and forth through the cliffs, almost caught in them, and acted recklessly.

The things she used as pillows were their owners' arms, warm, as warm as the chest clinging to the back, exuding a warmth completely different from the slight coolness of the autumn morning, and this heat even penetrated into the air, mixed with round snorts and blown into the neck and behind the ears, both sour and numb.

She had been awakened by the blood-stained hands, red like red-hot iron, while the waves of the mountain peaks stirred by them were black.

It was black from the black tight-fitting lining, and although it had been torn to a loose and folded line, it still calmed the thumping heart under the mountains and seas a little.

Fortunately, she reached down to check and confirm the integrity of the garment, and when her attention shifted to find that her legs were indeed entangled by the person behind her, just like the little beast called a sloth in the valley wrapped around the straight treetops, she couldn't shrink back in.

She rubbed her head, remembering that she was surrounded by people, and then she was struck by the incense, but the ghost thing made her not remember for a moment how she was lying here, and when she fell asleep, whose hot hand was it? It looked like it had been in this state for a while, probably as long as in the dream, damn, how could she sleep so dead?!

Oh my God, as if she realized something, she suddenly looked horrified, and let out an irrepressible moan again from the excitement.

- How could she watch them be presumptuous on herself!

It must have been the side effects of the incense that made her sluggish, and she immediately made a guess that didn't make sense, and it must be this reason that caused her to close her eyes unconsciously last night, and lose all alertness in her sleep, and even the memory of last night was a little confused.

In the midst of this chaos, the first thing she grabbed was the identity of the person behind her, the bastard who had to feed half a bucket of chili peppers and then break his leg and chop off his hand!

She pulled the hands that should have been chopped off a few times, but the "sequelae of the incense" seemed to be too powerful, she was not only a little dizzy, but her whole body was even more sore, and she couldn't do it at all.

This is not at all in line with common sense! She tugged a few more times in vain, and in the process, she accidentally discovered that the catalytic sequelae was actually the warmth that almost enveloped her body, and the heat wave after wave made people's numbing snort even hotter.

"What is this!?" a soft exclamation came from the red lips, and then disappeared into the dimly lit cellar.

——...... Fuck me!

Okay, I'll drown you here......

Suddenly, a memory was pulled out of the warm ocean, and fragments connected to it emerged one after another, with a pair of crazy eyes, flowing blood, and corpses everywhere...... She was knocked down, struggling to get up, her shield whistling to ......

As she reworked her memories, she struggled to turn around so that the crushed crags of the mountain could be freed from the blazing claws.

After twisting for a while, she finally turned around as she wished, but her left hand was pressed down and she couldn't move, and the smell of the man suddenly became stronger, and the scorching heat not only did not dissipate, but spread almost all over her body, making her feel like she was in a dog day, and it was not only the heartbeat that was affected by this feeling, but also the psychology, so serious that even the little toes hidden in the leather boots moved subconsciously because of uneasiness.

Calm, she admonished herself to be calm, but the effect of the method honed from countless life-and-death situations was not satisfactory.

Due to the position of half a head lowered, she could see several new wounds on the man's neck, which proved that their owner must have gone through a lot of life and death to get here, and his body was also, all blood, all wounds, if he stayed in prison well, he would not have to go to this sword mountain to go to this sea of fire, what a fool.

Further up, a face is also full of injuries, the redness and swelling caused by patches of scratches almost destroy the familiarity, and the uninjured places present a kind of blue and white and dead ash, blue and red entangled, all eyes are messy, and a chicken nest hair is also cut short, she doesn't know how she confirmed the identity of the other party.

Is it the bastard temperament that oozes out of the bones, or the heat that comes out of the body?

The heat hit the dreamlike face, the heat was in stark contrast to the coldness that had gradually been sorted out in her memory, and when she stretched out her head towards the whistling iron shield, she thought she was going to die, but the madman appeared again, snatched her out of the crowd, stumbled all the way, hid here, and then he ......

And then he ......

She remembered that he really dared at that time!

Wait a minute......

Ahh

She looked at the injuries and came up with an answer that was on the line between the expected and the unexpected.

This guy is not only a bastard, but he is full of lies, worse than the worst street scoundrel!

She thought to herself, then changed her attention and just killed it here!

Combined with what she saw on the treetops of the woodland, the other party should not have woken up yet, she reached for the side of the hooligan, the other party did not have a long sword on his back, then there should be at least a dagger on the back waist, but before she reached her destination, because she touched a bloody scab that irritated the sleeping person, the pair of [hands that guaranteed to be motionless] behind her violently clamped her, so tight that it was difficult to breathe, and the two large orbs sandwiched between them were even squeezed against her chin.

I can't break free, I can't push, I don't know if the other party's strength has become greater, or her strength has become smaller, she suddenly gave up the struggle after a few struggles, although she still stared at the messy face fiercely, but it has become quiet.

Just let this bastard sleep a little longer, the other party must be tired, otherwise the first thing she feels when she wakes up should be an unobstructed skin-to-skin kiss, the autumn morning will be cooler, and the heat will be more scorching.

They all need time to recover, if the man was woken up just now, and was forced to stop at the beginning of last night, there would be no reason to stop, and the "sequelae" made her powerless to resist at all, she had to accumulate enough strength to resist before that moment came.

But after waiting for a while, the sour feeling not only did not subside, but became more and more serious, the two of them were tightly pressed together, and the burning snort that scraped her face made her more and more dizzy.

First-time chicks have almost zero resistance to this attack.

If this continues, the man will wake up sooner or later, if she doesn't do something, it will be too late by then, after a little thought, she reached out again and began to grope on the other party, eating and drinking can not only divert attention, but also help physical recovery, maybe this person still has these two things.

Then after a period of hard exploration, she found two small bottles, took them and looked at them, almost screamed, and hurriedly stuffed them back, but despite this, the little oil left there still played a suggestive effect, making the heat entrenched in the body seem to turn into hot and dry in an instant, and the air exhaled by the man is like the legendary dragon's breath!

Is this person a fire, what is he carrying that kind of thing with him, has he used it on her?!

She felt as if something was blocked in her throat, and she was jumping violently, which made her even more panicked than facing [surrounded by black-pressed mercenaries], at least those people's weapons were the bright blades she was familiar with, but what was this guy's weapon now?!

By the way, weapons, she was annoyed by her confused thinking, and once again reached out and groped on the other party, hoping to find anything sharp that could keep her able to resist, but this bastard was covered in injuries, and she didn't dare to look too carefully, and then after a cursory search, she found that this person didn't have a weapon on him at all?

Have they all been left behind? Or did they foresee this situation a long time ago, and then deliberately discarded it, completely cutting off the possibility of her resistance?!

The storm was crushed by Al and she couldn't see it.

"Yikes!"

The red lips let out a small exclamation again, and while she was busy panicking, the big hand that had been hovering behind her back had quietly moved to her slender waist, as if sliding from the plain into the basin, and began to slowly climb the mountain!

She hurried to stop it with her only right hand, which she grabbed and followed weakly to the steep slope of the mountain.

It began to vent its strength and heat at her through its tight pants again.

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