Pig feet are not human series

How could she be allowed to do that kind of thing.

But Mr. Monster didn't. He sensed Wang Ming's excitement, so he couldn't help but licked it a few more times. The more Wang Ming reacted, the happier he was. In the end, he even sucked up little Wang Ming.

Little Wang Ming was wrapped in a soft place, as comfortable as the sky.

The only regret is that Mr. Monster is ignorant, and his sharp teeth will touch him if he is not careful. Every time, Wang Ming is terrified, in case he breaks it.

Fortunately, the current Mr. Monster regards him as his own, cherishes it very much, and acts with discretion. Little Wang Ming is well protected, only the corners are a little scratched.

Mr. Monster wanted to please him, knowing that licking him would make him happy, so he began to lick him in different ways, licking his nipples for a while, and his belly for a while, especially the belly button, which is surprisingly sensitive to Wang Ming Words, blowing in it made him tremble all over.

Mr. Monster mastered the technique and was so happy that he pulled his legs apart again to lick his inner thighs, and finally sucked there suddenly.

Wang Ming trembled violently, both mentally and physically reached the peak. Mr. Monster used to be a human being after all, and knew the ways of the world. Weaknesses, just keep attacking.

Wang Ming could hardly bear it, at first he simply licked it twice, then he started to suck it harder and harder, finally Wang Ming almost had the illusion that he was going to bite it off.

This made him a little panicked, and he couldn't help shrinking his legs, but they were separated by Mr. Monster's cool hands, and he served him even harder.

Not long after, Wang Ming came out. He was not sure about three meals, and he didn’t eat well. He was hungry every day, and his eyes were dim. Same, covered in mud, lying in the grass panting.

He was really happy, Mr. Monster wasn't very happy yet, he pulled away Wang Ming's thigh, and squeezed in gently, as if he knew it was painful, and started to only care about his own enjoyment, but now he still knows how to take into account Wang Ming's feelings.

Even so, Wang Ming still felt uncomfortable and wanted to escape. The size was too big, and he almost collapsed when the whole thing was stuffed in. He retracted his legs and tried to crawl forward, as if this would relieve the pain.

He moved Mr. Monster and followed suit, and the two of them climbed to the edge of the pool one after the other. Wang Ming propped up his upper body and looked at his embarrassed figure in the water. His body was covered in bruises and his hair hadn't been washed for a few days. I can't see the oily ones, but fortunately it is short enough to stick to the scalp.

The undersides of the eyes are all blue, and the eyeballs are still bloodshot, and the eyes are full of fatigue and haggard.

I really don't want to see myself like this, Wang Ming stretched out his hand, disrupting the image on the lake, suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and stood there in a daze.

Mirror, it's a mirror. Mr. Monster's weakness is the mirror. Wang Ming doesn't want to see himself like this. That Mr. Monster changed from a human to a monster, and was paraded in the street. He was stared at and despised by everyone. These things left a deep impression on him. under the shadow.

When someone held a mirror and forced him to see himself as a monster, he flinched and became afraid, not because he was afraid of the mirror, but because he was afraid of himself in the mirror.

Wang Ming crawled towards the water's edge, and Mr. Monster on his body followed a few minutes closer. His image was also printed on the surface of the pool. Mr. Monster saw it when he lowered his head. Fear appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Ming's ankle Drag him behind.

Sure enough, it is a mirror. After thinking about it this way, I figured it out clearly. No wonder Mr. Monster hasn’t been out for so many years, because the outermost layer of the cave is all repaired with bronze mirrors, and the scope is very large, as long as a corridor. This is why Mr. Monster is so terrified every time he looks in the mirror.

In fact, he can also close his eyes and walk that way, but every time he closes his eyes and walks that way, he will make up his mind, imagine himself turning into a monster, and just want to escape and escape, and he will never touch it again. that way.

It was because of this that he had never stepped out once in all these years, and he couldn't accept himself.

His persistence was very long, and Wang Ming was almost tortured to death by him. When he finally felt better, Wang Ming was completely paralyzed, lying on the ground without moving, only a slight gasp in his chest proved that he was still alive.

The next day, Wang Ming felt dizzy, his limbs were weak, and his body seemed to have a fire that he couldn't vent.

He vaguely felt that the cool breath was around him, so he turned over and pressed against it with great effort. The cool thing felt like scales. Wang Ming moved his body and got closer, so that his whole body could cling to the coldness.

The coldness seemed to know what he meant, spread out and hugged him in the chest, wrapped his tail around him, and patted his back with cool hands every now and then.

"There are mosquitoes..." The mosquitoes kept biting him, making him unable to sleep.

Mr. Monster opened his eyes a little, swung his tail flexibly, and slapped him with mosquitoes.

Wang Ming seemed to be ill, and sometimes he lost his mind and talked nonsense, always saying that he was dying and wanted to leave a last word or something.

Fa guessed that he had a fever. In this kind of place where no medicine is taken, having a fever is very dangerous. Many people think that if they have a fever, they are not treated in time.

Wang Ming felt that his willpower was slowly weakening. He started talking nonsense with the recording pen, and he didn't know who to record it for.

Some for parents and some for girlfriends.

"If anyone can find this place, please help me bring this pen to my parents. My parents' family is at No. xx Road, xx City, xx Province. They are a pair of ordinary parents, kind and tolerant. I am sorry for them." He paused Dun, I don't know what I just said, "If possible, I would like to give you a reward, but I'm sorry, I don't have much money in my card, I can't let you spend too much time, my parents know my password, if You help me give this pen to my parents, if they ask for the password, they will definitely give it."

Although my mind is burning and confused, I can't forget the things I fantasize in my mind every day.

He continued, "As for the mountain god, in fact, the mountain god is not bad, he just has no one to teach him, if you see him, please don't hurt him, and don't bring bad people here, this is his only lodging place, if there is no one here Darkness, he will have nowhere to go."

Mr. Monster stared blankly at him as he kept talking, and he held him tighter with his hands.

Wang Ming continued, "Finally... please send a word to my girlfriend, her name is Yang Shuitian, tell her not to wait for me anymore, I am not capable of being her boyfriend, nor can I give her happiness."

As he spoke, he began to babble nonsense, with incoherent words, "And the cactus I put on the table should be able to be watered, by the way, I almost forgot, this episode hasn't finished yet... ...and...and..."

He couldn't remember what else, and his hands and feet were getting weaker and weaker, and he didn't even have the strength to hold a pen. In the end, his eyes were Mr. Monster's anxious eyes.

He thought, Mr. Monster is not bad in nature, but his instinct after becoming a monster is at work.

His consciousness became more and more blurred, and in the end he still couldn't resist the pull of the darkness and fell into the boundless darkness.

When he woke up again, he was lying on a sunny stone, Mr. Monster turned his back to him, not far from him, Wang Ming smelled a strange smell, Mr. Monster didn't know what was burning, and there was a pile of matches next to him, There is also a sword stuck on the ground, which is studded with precious stones. The ancient style shows the identity of the funerary object.

All the firewood was chopped out by this sword. Mr. Monster is very skilled, obviously he chopped a lot just now. There is a cauldron in front of him, and the strange smell comes from this cauldron.

Only then did Wang Ming remember that this monster was a human being in the past, and he was also a priest. It was specially used for the emperor to make alchemy. Since he was a priest, he must know a lot about medicine. Wang Ming thought that he must have forgotten it for so long. I know I can cook.

The smell was very strong, and the appearance was not good-looking. When Mr. Monster handed it to him, he hesitated.

But it's better than nothing, at least it's hot. His soup contains a lot of weeds and unknown meat. Wang Ming is worried that the meat is human flesh, so he is a little afraid to eat it, but thinking about it, it's him again. It's hypocritical, there are no people, where is the human flesh.

It must have been a small beast that accidentally ran in. Wang Ming had been hungry for too long, so he didn't care. Although the taste was not good, he ate very deliciously, and he felt better in his stomach after eating.

People also started sweating, and it seemed that the fever was going down. Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was still so young, and he really didn't want to die if he could.

He ate three bowls in a row, his stomach was bulging, and he felt a little uncomfortable. He wanted to get up and take a walk.

Surprisingly, Mr. Monster didn't follow him, and he didn't even put away the cauldron, so he went into the cave and disappeared, as if he had something on his mind.

Wang Ming didn't care, he planned to go to the tomb to find out if there were bronze mirrors or something like that. After all, he had nothing to eat here, and it wouldn't be long. If he didn't die, he would have to leave sooner or later.

He ate too much, his stomach was too distended, and he couldn't walk fast. Without a flashlight, he used a torch to light up all the oil lamps in the tomb. I don't know what this oil lamp is made of. After a few hours, it will automatically If it is extinguished, you can continue to click next time, or it will be extinguished for a few hours, and the cycle is endless.

He groped in the tomb with the lights on. The tomb was huge. Apart from the master bedroom, there were several side rooms. Probably because it was in a cave, this tomb didn’t damage the cave very much. Basically, all the bedrooms were formed naturally. like many forks