Reborn as a cheetah

It was a novel experience for Luo Qiao to be on the tree for the first time.

Rojo didn't feel afraid, as long as Monty didn't try to throw him halfway, Rojo could be sure that he was absolutely safe.

Moonlight and starlight passed through the leaves and branches, dotting Monty's body in mottled patterns.Honey-colored skin, brown-blond hair, light-gold eyes, and bright red lips.The leopard that was pressing him was so beautiful, Luo Qiao felt his teeth ache when he thought of this sentence.But he still couldn't help but want to let out an exclamation: Ah, beauty, beauty!

He doesn't have any literary talents, and when describing a beauty, it is nothing more than beautiful, beautiful, cute, and moving.But he felt that those words were not enough for Monty.

It wasn't the first time he saw Monty's human form, but it was the first time he looked at him so seriously under the moonlight, and he was still in this state.

Well, what's the status?Everyone understands.

Rojo's palm followed the texture of Monty's collarbone and slid over his solid chest and eight-pack abdomen. The smooth touch was no less than when he was covered in fur.Luo Qiao felt a little fascinated.He once exchanged Sartre's life on the condition that Monty was satisfied, and now he naturally couldn't make this leopard go back on his word.

Monty bit Rojo's chin, and Rojo thought that he wanted to bite his own neck more.

Leopard's body is young, strong, with solid muscles on the side of the thin waist. Luo Qiao rubbed his legs against Monty's waist. Suddenly, every inch of the skin that was close to each other could feel the excitement and trembling of each other .

Monty liked Rojo's lips, kissing, rubbing, biting, the bright red lips were as alluring as if soaked in dew.Monty couldn't help but completely sucked Rojo's lips into his mouth, and traced them carefully with the tip of his tongue, but Rojo's heart was beating like a drum. He was not shy, let alone nervous, he was afraid, worried that Monty would move towards him in the next moment. Biting his lips.

The mouth of a pig is delicious, but the mouth of a cheetah is definitely not delicious...

In the end, what Rojo was worried about didn't happen. Monty lifted Rojo's back and gnawed at his neck and shoulders, like a leopard always likes to pluck its hair before eating an antelope. For Rojo, Monty also likes to take his time sometimes.

For Hua Bao, it was a pleasure, but for Luo Qiao, it was torture.

He would rather Monty come directly with a slash than to be treated like this by Monty, which made him restless.

I always feel that I will be eaten by Monty bite by bite.This feeling is really not good.

When Monty's lips fell on Rojo's belly, Rojo couldn't help but grab Monty's long hair.

"what happened?"

A silver thread slid down the corner of Monty's mouth, and the tip of his tongue protruded from his red lips and licked the corner of his mouth.Luo Qiao was so excited, he forgot his original intention, pulled Monty's hair, raised his head, and actively bit Monty's neck.The sharp teeth were only finely ground, and did not pierce the skin of Monty's neck, but still left a few red marks.

Monty's Adam's apple rolled a few times, which was the reaction he only had when he swallowed.But Luo Qiao was fascinated.

With a low growl of a beast, Monty grabbed Rojo's calf, and the next moment, Rojo got his wish.

As a result of wishing, I trembled with pain and burst into tears.After the tears, the pain gradually subsided, and a numbness rose from the tailbone and spread throughout the body.

The excited leopard is definitely not that easy to pass. Under the violent impact, even if Luo Qiao was mentally prepared, he almost lost his breath.

The leaves rustled among the swaying branches.

The anteater passing under the tree had excellent hearing. It listened carefully and then sniffed. After a while, it realized what was on the tree and what was happening. The anteater froze for a moment, then ran away .

After running for a certain distance, the anteater scratched the ground with its razor-like claws. If he was not mistaken, there were a leopard and a cheetah on the tree?

...He must have mistaken the ants for termites and eaten them, and got poisoned... Poor eyesight is really a problem...

The sound on the fig tree lasted all night, and when the first rays of sunlight pierced the darkness, Monty was finally satisfied.Luo Qiao, who was tossed all night, was "dying".

Well, it's a bit of an exaggeration to say so, but Luo Qiao really didn't bother to move, his hands and feet were so limp as if they weren't his own.

He made up his mind that even if the sky fell from now on, he would never do anything with Monty on the tree. Even if Monty dragged him up the tree again, he would jump down with his eyes closed, and he would not die after falling.Tossing in a tree is not what a cheetah should do.

Monty stretched his waist in a good mood, and licked Rojo, but Rojo didn't even have the strength to pat him away with his claws.

"You %##￥%#!"

Rojo complained very quietly, but Monty heard every detail.Luo Qiao should thank Monty for not knowing the profoundness of Chinese, otherwise, he would have to breathe his last breath on a tree.

Monty still had a conscience, took Rojo down the tree, and carried him back to the cave.

The two little cheetahs had already woken up. They didn't think it was strange to see Monty walking in with Rojo in his arms, but they still remained wary of this little cheetah.

Monty put Rojo on the haystack, lowered his head and kissed Rojo's lips, and said, "What do you want to eat?"

"buffalo."

"..." Shouldn't he be merciful and just faint the cheetah?

Well, Rojo admitted that Monty's face was so ugly that the cold joke couldn't last at all, "Impala..."

"Ok."

Finally, Monty left, and the two little cheetahs immediately came up to Rojo and rubbed Rojo's chin, "Daddy, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Luo Qiao licked Rory's ear, although he was indeed tired, "Dad take a rest, wait for him to bring the impala, you eat first. Well, if the leopard doesn't stay here, go Ask Sartre to eat with you, remember?"

"Well, remember."

Rosen and Luo Rui nodded obediently. After Luo Qiao closed his eyes and fell asleep, the two brothers looked at each other, exchanged a look of mutual understanding, and asked the cheetah that looked like a lion to eat together?Although Dad said so, it is up to them whether to call or not.Don't eat a meal and starve to death...

In fact, even if Rosen and Rory went to call Sartre, he would not come over, because Rojo and Monty had been together all night, and their bodies were covered with the smell of leopards, and the two little cheetahs were used to it, so he would not Habit.The shadow Monty left on him will not fade away in a short time.From the moment he noticed the appearance of the leopard, Sartre curled up in his cave, not daring to show a hair.

Monty had sent a full-grown female impala with a broken front leg and wounds from leopard teeth and claws on the back leg and neck.The injuries were not minor, but he was still alive.

Rosen and Rory didn't kill the impala and eat it first, as Rojo said.The two brothers walked out of the cave, found some hay nearby that could mask the scent of the prey, bit it with their mouths, and went back and forth several times. The whole body of the impala was covered by the hay, leaving only the nostrils to breathe.

When Luo Qiao woke up, he saw a "grass hill" piled up in the cave.

Move your ears, should he praise his sons for their whimsy?

But is this what a normal cheetah should do?

No matter what, the kids are always thinking of him.

The father of the cheetah walked up to the impala, pushed aside the hay, and ended the life of the impala. The two cubs immediately began to gobble up the impala's blood. more hungry.

After taking a few bites, Luo Qiao felt as if he had forgotten something, what was it?Forget it, I can't remember, let's talk when we are full.But after they finish this meal, they will have to change to another cave to rest, at least until the smell left by the impala completely disappears, they can no longer live here.

Sartre, who was forgotten by Rojo, was lying alone in the cave, thinking anxiously, should the leopard go away?But how could he still smell the leopard?