lost in the jungle

Lifting his foot, he kicked away the animal claws covering his buttocks, and when he touched the acupoint where the foreign object was stuffed, Wen Feng let out a painful gasp.

The cool night wind pours in from the wide opening of the cave, and now there is no need to burn a fire all night in the cave. After nightfall, the cave is completely dark.

A certain pair of golden animal eyes glowed like a beast in the dark. I wonder if it was because of the influence of the seasons, Vikas has become a little frizzy these days.

Different from the previous silence and coldness, Vikas has been intentionally or unintentionally increasing physical contact with Wen Feng these days. As the temperature rises rapidly, Vikas' behavior becomes more and more obvious.

A pair of eyes that merged into the night quietly opened, Wen Feng had actually guessed the real intention of Vikas's actions in his heart, but until the last step, Wen Feng was still unwilling to believe it, with an ostrich-like fluke mentality.

Sometimes Wen Feng hoped that that day would come soon, anyway, he would not be able to resist Vikas, so it was settled once and for all.

All kinds of messy thoughts turned back and forth in my heart, and finally turned into a deep sigh, as long as I live, everything is for living, Wen Feng told himself.

There was a sudden chill on the warm skin, Wen Feng's body covered in the animal skin trembled slightly, and a long cold tail wrapped around his ankles.

The animal skin on his body was lifted, and Vikas, who had been lying beside him, rolled over and rolled over, a chill came over his face.

I don't know if it's the cold or the fear, but Wen Feng's body in thin clothes is slightly curved, and his slender back has a beautiful arc.

The icy animal claws pressed against his waist, and the trousers covering his lower body were quickly taken off. Wen Feng reached out in panic to grab the remaining underwear, but his arms were easily blocked.

On Vikas's bent chest, fine icy scales stuck to the smooth skin, a familiar aura enveloped Wen Feng tightly, and there was nowhere to escape.

Vikas's suppressed panting sounded next to his ears, a soft and slippery tongue licked his cheek, the foreign object behind him was taken out, Wen Feng closed his eyes tightly, and the heart in his left chest was beating rapidly out of control. .

The sun outside the cave was brilliant, but Wen Feng's mood was gloomy.

The strong smell in the cave could not dissipate for a long time, Wen Feng lay limp on the animal skin blanket, on the fluffy and shiny animal skin, beside him was a large dry pool of dark red.

Wen Feng felt that he was already crippled, after going through the whole night of torture, he was crippled by Vikas alive.

Doesn't this beast know enough is enough! ?It looks like a big girl who hasn't seen her in 800 years.

Maybe Vikas really hasn't seen the "big girl", at least for now, Wen Feng hasn't seen a female strange beast yet.

Squeezing his chapped lips, Wen Feng, who was paralyzed on the ground, moved slightly, and a bone-piercing pain came through the densely packed nerve endings, "Grass!" Sooner or later, he was going to die in Vika In Sri Lanka's hands, or under his body.

The kettle was in his hand, but Wen Feng couldn't even hold the kettle anymore.

Suddenly a huge shadow appeared in the cave, it was Vikas who came back from hunting.

Wen Feng, who was lying on the blanket, immediately closed his eyes, pretending to be an unconscious corpse.Out of sight, out of sight, Wen Feng deeply spurned Vikas who was no different from a wild beast last night.

The beast's eyes paused on Wen Feng's body. Vikas walked over silently, knelt down on the edge of the blanket, picked up the water bottle by Wen Feng's hand, unscrewed the cap, and two drops of cool water fell on the cracked and molted skin. On the lips, meandering and sliding down.

The slender eyelashes trembled, but were still tightly closed, but a narrow slit was opened on the chapped lips.

A gleam of joy flashed across the cruel beast's face. Vikas grabbed the animal's claws of the kettle and carefully fell down. The clear water in the kettle fell accurately into the narrow gap between the lips.

The cold water flowed into the dry throat, and Wen Feng, who was lying on the ground, rolled up and down quietly with his slightly raised Adam's apple.

A fire was lit in the cave, and the warm light of the fire shone on Wen Fengluo's exposed and sensitive skin, and the burning wood made crackling sounds from time to time.

The thin nose flaps slightly, and a rich sweetness is mixed with the residual musk, which is the smell of roasted sweet potatoes.

Stimulated by the sense of smell, a large amount of saliva was secreted from the mouth, Wen Feng pursed his mouth and swallowed quietly.

Sweet potatoes seem to only grow deep in the frozen soil in winter, and since the beginning of spring, Wen Feng has rarely eaten this kind of sweet potatoes.

What is Vikas doing?Please yourself?Last night when I was screaming for death, I didn't see him feeling sorry for me. It's too late to atone for my sins now!

Wen Feng, who was paralyzed on the blanket, turned his head resolutely, with his brows tightly furrowed, he was enduring waves of pain from behind him.

Sharp animal claws, smooth surface, with a metallic luster, the retracted claws are carefully holding a fragile bone bowl, which is filled with browned and soft baked sweet potatoes, Vikas Qu With legs squatting beside Wen Feng, the animal claws lightly held a bone spoon.

The smooth spoon rested firmly on Wen Feng's lips, and in the steaming heat, there was a continuous stream of sweet and delicious smells of food.

With fair and tender skin, soft facial features, and a tense expressionless face, Wen Feng was struggling to resist the huge temptation of food, when his hungry stomach suddenly let out an untimely grunt.

The sound of Wen Feng's stomach growling was clearly heard in Vikas' keen animal ears, and the round bone spoon gently touched Wen Feng's tightly pressed lips.

There was an embarrassing blush on his stiff face, the rich aroma of sweet potatoes filled his nostrils, and the temperature of the food gradually getting cold came from his soft lips.

Time passed by, the heat in the bone spoon dissipated, and the wet and soft sweet potatoes became cold and dry, and Vikas' animal paw holding the spoon did not shake at all.

In the end, Wen Feng succumbed to Vikas's inexhaustible patience, and stretched his lips that were already sticking together, revealing the white blunt round teeth and moist mouth inside.

The bone spoon on his lips suddenly left at this moment, Wen Feng opened his eyes impatiently, turned his neck, and stared at it irritably.

The cold dryness was replaced, and a spoonful of steamy softness was sent to Wen Feng's mouth again. Vikas's resolute animal face showed no expression, and the long tail behind him swayed from side to side, bringing With a cheerful frequency.

Using the bone spoon, he put the delicious baked sweet potato into his mouth, chewed roughly twice, Wen Feng couldn't wait to swallow the sweet potato mixed with a lot of saliva into his stomach, and passed the next spoonful of food come over.

After swallowing four or five mouthfuls of roasted sweet potatoes, Wen Feng was in the mood to notice the scene in front of him.

Vikas's squatting posture, with his legs spread out, his eyes were facing the smoothness between Vikas' strong legs, which was covered with hard silver scales.

The thing that tossed himself to death last night was hidden inside, and there were two swirls of resentment in his bright black eyes.

As if feeling Wen Feng's strong gaze, the huge thing hidden under the scales twitched slightly, and an obvious bulge suddenly appeared on the smooth fine scales.

"Lying on the grass!" Wen Feng looked away in panic and turned his head to the side.

Putting down the empty bone bowl in his hand, Vikas stretched out a pair of wide and powerful animal claws towards Wen Feng on the ground.

A painful groan came out of his throat, and Wen Feng was suddenly turned completely over, lying prone on the animal skin blanket.

The back that was exposed to the eyes of the beast, and the scarred buttocks felt a chill, Wen Feng's pants were ripped off by Vikas again, "Vikas, you bastard, stop it!"

Vikas, who was squatting on the ground, didn't seem to see Wen Feng's struggle, and quickly peeled off the black underwear that was attached to the tender white buttocks.

The body was firmly pressed to the ground, Wen Feng, who was powerless to resist, had wet eyes in his wide-open black eyes.Is Vikas trying to torture himself to death?

The forcibly torn buttocks, the red and swollen wound stained with bright red blood, twitched in severe pain, and Wen Feng, who was lying on the blanket, had fine cold sweat oozing from his pale face.

Golden animal eyes staring at Wen Feng under him, sharp-edged animal face, a deep depression formed between the flat eyebrows, and a long flexible tail stretched out, with a tender blue plant wrapped around the tip of the tail .

The slender tail tip slowly shrunk, and the smooth scales pressed against the tender leaves of the plant. A dark blue liquid was squeezed out, with a layer of dim light, dripping onto Wen Feng's red, swollen and bleeding wound, quickly immersion.

Wen Feng under the animal's claws, his tense body, stopped the painful convulsions, liquid flowed into the red and swollen back acupoint, and there was a comfortable coolness, and the pain on the wound miraculously disappeared.

With a relaxed body, Wen Feng was lying comfortably on the blanket, a sense of sleepiness and exhaustion came over him, his eyelids drooped, and he felt drowsy.

The liquid in the plant's branches and leaves was squeezed dry, leaving a group of thin and tough blue stems, with a long flicking tail, casually throwing the grass stems at the tip of the tail out of the hole.

With wide animal claws, he gently pulled up Wen Feng's trousers, covering his white and tender buttocks, and with his curved knuckles, he gently stroked the dark depression under the thick eyelashes.

Wen Feng, who was sleeping soundly, let out a low murmur, and waved his hands to shake off the uncomfortable coldness on his face.

Vikas, who retracted his beast claws, had a silent handsome face, and he didn't know what to think of, and a cold coldness suddenly gushed out of his eyes, and he stood up suddenly from the ground.

The untended fire, the last flame, dies silently.

Vikas, who strode out of the cave, waving his long tail, drew a cold light, and smashed a nearby boulder into tiny pieces.

Quickly leaping up to the top of the cave, the cold animal eyes silently stared at the snow-capped mountains above. Vikas, standing on the top of the cave, with sharp eyesight, seemed to have crossed the towering snow-capped mountains and looked towards the unknown distant place. place.