The villain bosses in quick time travel are sick and delicate

Jiang Zhuo was taken aback when he heard the words, now he knew who dragged him here without guessing.

but why?

Jiang Zhuo's chin was pinched, his brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't answer.

The props used to adapt to the temperature have passed the effective time, and he was still immersed in the cold lake water. Jiang Zhuo was shivering from the cold, and couldn't help but struggle again.

But the opponent couldn't shake it at all.

Jiang Zhuo shivered from the cold, and gritted his teeth angrily: "What does this have to do with you?"

The silver-haired boy replied coldly and indifferently: "It's none of my business."

But even so, he still refused to let go, and in the next second he even dragged Jiang Zhuo to the dark shore on the other side of the lake.

That area is far away from the grass shed, the night fog is thick, and it is surrounded by tall and thick trees, which can well hide people's eyes and ears.

Jiang Zhuo immediately felt uneasy, he thought of the so-called bullshit wish that the broken system said, and the veins on his forehead couldn't help twitching.

Then, he was placed on the edge of the green grass on the shore. The grass and trees mixed with the smell of soil, scattered in the cool and humid air.

There was a night wind blowing leisurely, and Jiang Zhuo, who was drenched all over, shrank from the cold.

Because his body was tense just now, he was lying on the bed weakly at this moment, and he was also panting slightly.

Uneasy eyes turned to the lakeside.

The water is rippling.

The handsome young man with slightly wet silver hair did not go ashore with him, but chose to keep a distance, and looked at him calmly.

At this moment, all the moonlight seems to be covered by dark clouds and tall trees, and the surroundings are full of hazy darkness, which makes Jiang Zhuo inexplicably tense.

He couldn't help clenching the blades of grass under him with his fingers, and the fresh and cold touch made him even more uneasy.

Jiang Zhuo wanted to scold someone in his heart, but he showed an honest expression of nervousness on his face: "Can I go?"

The silver-haired boy looked at him coolly after hearing the words: "Let's go?"

Jiang Zhuo subconsciously bent his knees, wanting to sit up—it doesn't feel good to be lying on the grass with nothing on.But just as he raised his upper body a little, and before he could sit up completely, the silver-haired boy came ashore and pushed him back onto the grass.

"You are too weak." Binding the opponent's unconsciously struggling hands around his body, the silver-haired boy leaned forward and commented lightly.

Jiang Zhuo was stunned when he heard the words, and silently wrote down another account, waiting to go back and make the actual calculation, saying: "...so?"

"So, now it's your turn to be obedient."

The silver-haired boy clamped his hands and lifted him to the grass above his head. Jiang Zhuo was taken aback for a moment, because of this strength and posture, he had to arch his waist slightly.

Still in an untouched state.

The moonlight, as light as running water, leaked from the branches and leaves of the tall trees and sprinkled on the body.

It also made Jiang Zhuo barely able to see clearly the deep green eyes of the silver-haired boy, and there was an undetectable desire floating in it.

In the silent night, Jiang Zhuo felt that his body began to feel hot under such gaze.

He subconsciously tried to resist this irresistible physiological reaction, and pursed his lips as if nothing had happened.

"Let go." Jiang Zhuo said.

He didn't want to stay even a second longer in this wild and open place, okay?

But this young man from the Flood Clan is not the type to be obedient at all.

Hearing this, the young man leaned even lower, his eyes still cold, implying a sense of plunder.

His lips were close to Jiang Zhuo's neck, and the soft and cold touch gently rubbed against the delicate skin.

Jiang Zhuo gave a slight "hmm" from being rubbed lightly, and closed his eyes.

He desperately thought about what props to find to break the system, so as to get out of this terrible predicament.

But when he thought about it two seconds later and called the broken system, he found that he couldn't "contact" the other party no matter what.

crime.

Suddenly discovering that Jiang Zhuo, whose back road had been cleared long ago, finally fell into extreme tension.

But his hands were forcefully suppressed by the Jiao clan youth, and his legs couldn't move even a little bit.

Under the unclothed back was wet grass, and with tiny movements of struggling, it scratched his skin, bringing out a crisp itchy feeling.Jiang Zhuo's Adam's apple rolled.

The young man looked down at him, then freed up a hand, with slender and white fingertips, and began to touch the skin of his chest from the shoulder down.

The body temperature of the Jiao clan is generally slightly cold, especially the fingertips, as if condensed with frost, they slowly touched Jiang Zhuo's warm body.

Jiang Zhuo became more and more tense.

The young man glanced at him, bowed his head slightly, the tip of his silver hair slipped onto Jiang Zhuo's chest, itching slightly,

What followed was a warm and moist touch from the heart.

The tip of the opponent's tongue flicked across.

Jiang Zhuo groaned uncontrollably, trembled, and subconsciously clenched his teeth.

However, the young man of the Jiao clan pushed forward even more, and the other hand that was free also covered his chest that had not been licked.

But these Jiang Zhuo can barely bear, with his eyes closed, his body has honestly become unusually hot.

But then, Jiang Zhuo suddenly felt that what had been rubbing against his thigh slightly changed.

The boy's legs turned into a long and powerful dragon's tail covered with hard and cold scales, and the orc fur that was used to cover it before also naturally slid to the side.

Something full of menace was pressing against him.

Jiang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and finally thought, isn't this Jiao clan the same nature as that kind of mermaid?

His expression changed instantly, and he immediately struggled desperately.

——I definitely don't want to be...that's terrible, okay!

After feeling Jiang Zhuo's fierce resistance, the young man raised his head from his chest and narrowed Jingbi's eyes.

His voice was low and cold: "If you move again, I'll go directly."

Jiang Zhuo: "...?!"

The other party seemed to have a serious tone, which made Jiang Zhuo grit his teeth for an instant, not daring to move again, but he was still nervous.

Because the icy tail of the Jiao clan boy kept rubbing against the skin of his thigh, Jiang Zhuo couldn't help breathing lightly, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

After the teenager realized it, he let go of the side he was licking with his lips and tongue, and leaned closer to his cheek, stroked Jiang Zhuo's tightly closed lips with his fingers, played for a while, and said, "I want to listen to you sound."

Jiang Zhuo was ashamed when he heard the words, and even his vocal cords seemed to be stuck, unable to make any response.

He lowered his mind to recognize Kai's face.

Looking through the shadowy trees in the night, Jiang Zhuo suddenly remembered that in reality, Zhuang Bai once kissed him jokingly and said to him:

"I really want to see you become shameless"

At that time, he sneered when he heard it, and was worried about the pervert's ability to use idioms.

But now...he could hardly stand this slow teasing, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

I'm afraid that if I make a sound, it will be an uncontrollable gasp.

The teasing of the Jiao Clan youth is still going on, the tip of the lowermost part of the Jiao's tail has already wrapped around his ankle, it seems that he still wants to separate his knees and squeeze into it.

Jiang Zhuo gradually became overwhelmed, the voice in his throat seemed to be smothered, and the air became somewhat moist in the dark night.

The Adam's apple was even bitten lightly by the young man, and the slightly sharp teeth were gently rubbed over like torture, making Jiang Zhuo unable to stop immediately.

trembling.

The young man looked down with lowered eyelashes, and finally a little joy appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

The dragons of the Jiao family are like dragons, and dragons are inherently promiscuous.So for this kind of thing, the teenager can be said to be self-taught.

And it can be seen that the other party has been teased to the same extent.

But just as he was about to proceed to the next step, suddenly there was a violent noise from the ground around him.

The young man of the Jiao clan raised his head, his eyes turned cold, he pulled Jiang Zhuo into his arms, and retreated back into the lake without hesitation.

Then, in less than half a second, a particularly ferocious-looking white tiger appeared in the place where they were just now, with dark purple eyes, as fierce as if it wanted to tear the dragon clan apart.

Jiang Zhuo suddenly felt as if he saw a savior.

After the silver-haired boy caught a glimpse, his expression immediately turned cold.

He tightened his arms around Jiang Zhuo's waist, looked at the white tiger on the bank hostilely, and bit Jiang Zhuo's ear tip without looking sideways.

He snorted softly at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Do you think it will be safe to go back?"

Jiang Zhuo avoided him: "It's better than staying here."

"Really." The silver-haired boy pulled his lips coldly when he heard the words, and after a quiet question, he raised Jiang Zhuo's chin and kissed Jiang Zhuo in front of Bai Hu.

The kiss entered the lips, and a silver thread was drawn at the end.

"Then take a good look and see what it will look like."

After finishing speaking, the silver-haired boy pushed Jiang Zhuo to the shore with calm eyes, and turned around and dived into the lake.

Upon seeing this, Baihu immediately transformed into a human form, and hugged Jiang Zhuo.

Jiang Zhuo was not wearing anything at this time, and was frozen by the lake for a while, and the temperature was low. The boy who turned into a white tiger hugged him, and the two skins touched each other. Soon, Jiang Zhuo was warmed back by the other party.

Then I heard the other party ask in a muffled voice, "What did he do to you?"

"……nothing."

"How could you not do anything..."

The other party beeped in a low voice.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo looked at him, met those beautiful purple eyes that were a little bit wronged, and couldn't say anything to drive people away, so he could only keep his face away silently.

Back in the hut, Jiang Zhuo wiped his body clean, climbed into bed and was about to sleep, the little white tiger also came up, hugged his waist from behind, and rubbed him.

Jiang Zhuo saw that there was no excessive behavior, so he let him go.

After tossing and tossing for so long, he was also tired, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

But the little white tiger beside him was always awake, staring at the slender neck in front of him, and the scene of the Jiao clan forcefully kissing this person echoed in his mind.

What is that doing?

Little White Tiger frowned, and carefully touched the back of the opponent's neck with his lips. Jiang Zhuo didn't respond, so he became more courageous, and reached out to touch Jiang Zhuo's lips.

The unopened touch made him want to stick his fingers in.

The little white tiger's eyes flickered, and he laid Jiang Zhuo down silently, while he knelt on either side of Jiang Zhuo's body, stared at the side face of the other party who was sleeping peacefully, and leaned down.

Pressing those soft lips tremblingly, Little White Tiger felt a sudden numbness in his body, he stopped, and then cautiously stuck out his tongue.

At the same time, he was puzzled to feel a faint scalding temperature and reaction from under his body, pressing against the other's flat and soft belly.

The little white tiger pursed his lips, his eyes were aroused with desire.

At this moment, because the oppression was too disturbing, Jiang Zhuo frowned, and opened his eyes in a daze.