The caverns of the tributaries of the underground river were filled with heavy rains, and Frederick and Filia swam for almost ten minutes after the pigment before they could see the exit. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The estuary is a man-high natural cave with a fence of ten iron railings.

Filia turned her head in joy and floated ahead to wave at Frederick, her red hair fluttering and her skirt blooming, like a fairy floating in the night sky.

Frederick hurriedly swam up, swam side by side with Filia, who was holding her breath, to the fence, reached out and grabbed the railing, and pushed it hard.

The rusty iron bars show signs of loosening.

Felia and Frederick glanced at each other, and after a few gestures in tacit agreement, the division of labor was completed. Then Filia swung her hips and floated behind him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and the two of them stepped on the iron fences on both sides, and struggled to pull out the middle two railings.

Because of the age, the two ends of the iron fence have long been loosened, and the two of them pulled it out together, and there was a "zila" sound in the water, and the cave wall was scraped into ashes by the iron pillars, and the river was muddy.

Ophelia puffed her cheeks and floated on the cave wall, her long hair fluttering like dazzling aquatic plants, like a fairy in Na, clenching her fists to supervise the progress of the demolition project.

Frederick turned his head, and his cheekbones rubbed against Filia's face, and he bowed to her, signaling that he could pull the fence with more force.

Filia pursed her lips. She's been working hard. In order to pull the radish like a tug-of-war, she hugged Frederick's belly tightly, and her soft breasts were unreservedly squeezed on his latissimus dorsi, which was sexily flattened, and her white and delicate breasts bulged in two at the neckline.

She was so stimulated that her heart was beating wildly, and she was obviously ashamed, but she couldn't squeak, and quietly complained and thought: "There is no way to do this, if I make a fuss, I will look lustful." He had to be obedient, hugged his waist tighter, kicked the fence with both feet, gritted his teeth and raised his head, and pulled Frederick back with all his might.

If she held it for a while, the oxygen would not be enough, and she couldn't care about her shame, so she complained and helped him tug of war.

Frederick worked even harder, the cyan veins swam all over his arms, the muscles of his chest and abdomen were tense, and his bare feet printed sharp pain grooves on the iron fence, and then the two of them worked together for three seconds, directly dragging the cave wall and breaking the rock, and the iron railing suddenly lost its stress point and was pulled out with a bang. Then a ring of dust and rubble fell from the entrance of the cave, polluting the clear vision.

Because of the inertia, Filia hugged Frederick, who held two iron rods and floated into the dark cave together. Frightened, Ophelia looked back.

Then Philia pushed him away quickly, and with a swing of her waist, she swam lightly past Frederick, her calves swinging, like a quiet fish, and naturally glided towards Ophelia, gently embracing her sister, leading her through the gap in the fence, and then swinging her hips and kicking her legs, and rushing towards the sparkling water with her arms around her at full speed.

Then, under the bright moonlight, the Dannuo River suddenly bloomed a splash, and the wet beauty happily came out of the water, habitually raising her head, and the long red hair set off a magnificent arc, throwing out a circle of water droplets, refracting the brilliance in the moonlight, as dazzling as a broken diamond.

The rain had stopped, the river was a little urgent, and Ophelia hugged her sister's waist and didn't dare to let go.

Then Filia lowered her head, smiled mischievously, and put her forehead against the shy Ophelia, happy and gentle, and her pointed ears shook cutely: "We are free! I will arrange for you to leave the imperial capital immediately, and you can escape from this land of suffering." ”

Unexpectedly, my sister climbed on her shoulder, rubbed her face against her chest, and muttered: "I don't want to leave my sister's ......"

Felia's heart trembled, and her mind suddenly jumped to the image of her sister chasing her and frolicking, while Frederick smiled and watched from the sidelines. Filia recalls that her sister used to be cruel to her, and suddenly finds Ophelia so cute that she can't let go.

Suddenly, there was a splash of water behind her, and Frederick knocked out of the water, raised his head and stroked his face, hanging wet bangs, and lifted her long hair mischievously, laughing: "I saved you, what do you want to thank me?"

Filia's heart was tingling, she bit her lip and pushed him away, and denied it with a red face: "Are you saving people or taking advantage, the motive is unknown, I ignore you." ”

Frederick splashed behind her, up and down, unable to look at her face, guessing that she must have been too shy to have a strong self-esteem, and became more and more sure that Felia loved him. When he was cold, although he was speechless, there were confessional words in his chest, and the sentence "I like you" was like a struggling person in a sack, bumping into each other, and was about to blurt out. But when he thought of his private engagement with Elena, he didn't dare to utter the words that fascinated him.

"Do you like me?" is a simple question that some people are too cowardly to mention.

My sister was keenly aware of the coldness, and shouted naughtily: "My sister is blushing!"

Frederick was glad that the silence had been broken, and hurriedly asked curiously, "When did you two become close?"

Ophelia's face turned black from the water, and her teeth trembled, "Brother is a coward, so I won't talk to you." I'm going ashore. "Flutter and swim to the shore.

Aristocratic children are a little aware of water and can do a few basic breaststrokes. Ophelia just didn't dare to dive.

Filia has a tough and dashing personality, and every time she is ashamed, she doesn't mind Frederick's mistakes and treats him with tolerance. This time, too, she was amused by her sister, looked at Frederick and said, "Idiot, I won't accompany you for winter swimming." He pushed his sister and swam to the dragoon camp on the shore.

Two hundred meters behind them, the palace dungeon was already lit with dense torches, and a long queue of torches lined up on the avenue. More dragoons swarmed into the dungeon, turned over and dismounted, and chased the escapees in the dungeon, unbelieving that the bottom of the dungeon was empty, and that the escapees had already dived out of the labyrinthine underwater caverns, survived, breathed fresh air on the river two hundred meters away, and chased them to the other side of freedom. (To be continued.) )