lost in the jungle

There was a small stream of water meandering down from the smooth, white and tender skin. Wen Feng supported the edge of the barrel with one hand, and a lot of water splashed on his long legs.

Struggling to climb out of the wooden barrel, Wen Feng hastily wrapped a thin piece of animal skin on his wet body. Water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair, and along with his curvaceous neck, he slid into the skin covered by the animal skin. In the thin chest.

Throwing the changed dirty clothes into the barrel, Wen Feng walked over with a piece of soaked animal skin.

On the large stone bed, Vikas, who had already eaten, had a large wet stain of dark red blood on his naked chest.

The leftover garbage was wrapped with a complete fur of the prey, and a knot was tied at the end, and it was placed firmly on the flat stone slab under the stone bed.

Vikas, who knew that Wen Feng liked to be clean, didn't make any more stains except for the unavoidable blood stains on his chest and animal claws.

Wen Feng, who walked back to the stone bed with a refreshed body, was very satisfied with this.

Glancing at the bulging animal skin bag under the bed, Wen Feng threw the soaked animal skin onto Vikas's dirty chest, "You wipe it yourself first, and I will serve you later."

Bending down as if resigned to his fate, Wen Feng stretched out his only movable arm, grabbed the handle of the animal skin bag, and dragged the mutilated corpse of the prey out of the stone house.

When he came back, he took a step forward and paused briefly, looking at the few blue medicines left by the door, Wen Feng gritted his teeth and pulled out all the blue medicines he had planted so hard.

Holding a large piece of wet cloth with his broad animal claws, he wiped his chest hastily twice. Vikas' golden animal eyes glowing with dim light never moved away from Wen Feng's body from the beginning to the end.

Inside the loose animal skin blanket was a naked body, and Vikas clearly knew what kind of pleasure that long and flexible body could bring him.

The tender white soles of the feet, the round toes glowing with a touch of pink, stepped on the icy slate, leaving a series of small wet marks.

Pursed diamond lips, Vikas’s cold animal face hides the turbulent waves, the thick Adam’s apple rolling up and down, the long twitching tongue, swallowing a lot of viscous saliva, Vikas stares at the approaching warm Feng, with devouring eyes.

Wen Feng, who was holding a handful of blue pills, took it calmly under Vikas' fierce gaze.

Vikas has seen this terrifying look in his eyes before, not to mention that Vikas is just a paralyzed man who has lost consciousness in his lower body.

Wen Feng knew that it was very unkind of him to think like this, but he really felt dark in his heart for the predicament that Vikas could only look at and could not move. It seemed that the anger he suffered when he was forced by Vikas back then was rehabilitated.

Taking out the bandage, Wen Feng applied the crushed blue medicine to the wound that had begun to heal, and fixed it with the bandage. On his weak right arm, a circle of thick gauze appeared, with blue medicine juice leaching out.

Vikas on the stone bed watched all this quietly, only the heavy panting, proclaiming the restlessness of the master's body.

With his outstretched left hand, he grabbed the wet cloth that Vikas had thrown beside the bed with some discomfort, covered Vikas' body covered with fine silver scales, and wiped it carefully.

His slender, warm fingers moved across Vikas's firm texture through a thin wet cloth, and Wen Feng wiped away the stains stuck to the light yellow skin little by little.

"If it weren't for the fact that you and labor are sharing the same bed, labor and management would not bother to talk to you."

Holding the palm of the wet cloth, he rubbed viciously on the sensitive part between Vikas' legs.

Wen Feng saw Vikas's private parts covered with fine scales as he wished, a piece of peace and tranquility, "Damn paralyzed man, if you dare to look at Laozi with such eyes, Laozi will destroy you now!"

Looking away from Vikas' smooth legs, Wen Feng smiled evilly at the strange beast paralyzed on the stone bed.

The squinted animal eyes revealed only a long and narrow slit, and the man-eating gloom inside was even worse. Wen Feng beside him, with such a relaxed and wanton posture, made Vikas suddenly feel an unprecedented strong desire .

The eager desire to overwhelm, enter, and ravage the creature in front of him made Vikas' tense body tremble uncontrollably.

The wet cloth with blood stains was thrown aside, warm palms covered it, soft fingertips caressed, the corners of his mouth were deeply raised, Wen Feng boldly wanted to pull out Vikasna A limp object.

Not knowing what the thing that had manipulated him countless times looked like, Wen Feng was curious, and groped for a hidden gap with his fingertips, and poked his fingers in.

The small half of the finger that was slowly submerged entered into the squishy heat. The sensitive fingertips seemed to have touched something. Before Wen Feng could analyze it carefully, his wrist was held by a cold animal claw. was pulled out abruptly.

The finger between Vikas' legs was wet, and transparent mucus dripped from the slightly hanging fingertips, and a long one was pulled out.

Vikas, who was holding Wen Feng's slender wrist carefully, let out a low growl full of magnetism with his shaking chest, and an embarrassing blush appeared on his expressionless animal face.

Vikas has always indulged this fragile creature that can't pose any threat to him, but this time the incident obviously exceeded Vikas' bottom line.

Even though the lower body temporarily lost consciousness, Wen Feng's finger entered, the most secret place in the body was invaded, and the visual impact was already unbearable for Vikas.

He also seemed to feel that he had gone too far, and smiled apologetically at Vikas who was growling, and Wen Feng retracted his wrist embarrassingly.

"Let me help you apply the medicine?" Kneeling on the thick animal skin blanket, Wen Feng gently pushed Vikas' broad shoulders.

He stopped the warning growl, opened his animal eyes, silently looked at Wen Feng who was kneeling by the bed for a few seconds, with Vikas' arms propped up, and slowly turned around.

The back turned out, revealing a large hideous black and red wound.

In the center of the vertebrae, a long row of deep blood holes appeared, the scales of the epidermis were pierced, and a large piece of dark red blood covered the wound, mixed with cracked small scales, a large piece of bloody flesh.

The fingertips rubbed the edge of the wound lightly, the upturn of the corners of the mouth disappeared, the tightly pursed lips, the drooping black bright eyes, brought a touch of distress.

These were all injured by the birdman to save himself.

His eyes were fixed on Vikas's serious injury on his back, and he couldn't move away for a long time. His beautiful black eyes were covered with a layer of fog that couldn't be seen clearly.

Like a ghost, Wen Feng lowered his head, his long soft and shiny black hair fell on Vikas' smooth skin, his soft lips stuck to the hideous wound, and hot and humid air gushed out.

What would they do if Vikas never got better?Even if he got better, if Vikas left any sequelae, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Vikas's strong back was visibly shaken, a gentle gleam flashed across the cold animal eyes, and the long tail, which could barely move, moved inch by inch in the blanket, sticking to Wen Feng's weakly hanging body. right arm.

There was a familiar touch from the injured right arm, Wen Feng turned his head in surprise, raised his fingers, and gently held the icy and slender tip of the tail.

The badly injured right arm was trembling uncomfortably, and the warm fingertips touched the tip of Vikas's slippery tail, stroking it over and over again, and raised his head, although only the hairy back of Vikas' head could be seen , but Wen Feng felt unusually relieved.

After using up the last few plants of blue medicine, Wen Feng lay sideways in Vikas' arms with a fruit in his mouth.

The flaring nostrils were filled with Vikas' special smell, Vikas's steady and heavy breathing surrounded his ears, and a thick Adam's apple slid in front of his face.

For some reason, Wen Feng suddenly became a little excited, a hot current surged in his lower abdomen, hitting his sensitive lower body wave after wave.

A pair of arms with toned lines stretched out, encircling his back, and Vikas hugged Wen Feng into his arms as usual.

The loose animal skin slid off his body, and Vikas' fine scales stuck to the bare skin, giving off a special and familiar touch.

There were two abnormal blushes on both cheeks, Wen Feng lowered his head, and his body became completely excited, his lower body straightened up, firmly touching Vikas' flat waist.

With the tightly closed eyes, waves of heat came continuously, Wen Feng clenched his teeth, trying to suppress the excitement in his body without warning.

Vikas next to him immediately noticed Wen Feng's abnormality, and there was some doubt in the animal's eyes. With his upper body slightly moved away, Vikas stared at the utensil protruding from the thin blanket with some surprise.

Sensitively feeling Vikas' gaze, a wave of pleasure surged up from his tense body, crystal liquid oozes from the top of the erection.

The outstretched arm, the curved animal claw, with a smooth arc, touched the hot thing on Wen Feng cautiously, and approached the huge animal brain with curious inquiry.

As if frightened by some stimulus, Wen Feng let out a scream, and pushed far away with his hands and feet, and slammed into the stone wall behind him, making a muffled sound.

With the deep golden animal eyes of Vikas, he followed closely in doubt.

Wen Feng turned his head in embarrassment, and tightly covered his lower body with the thin blanket.

At this moment, Wen Feng's flustered black eyes, and out of the corner of his eyes, suddenly noticed a long black shadow.

A small cub appeared at the door of the stone house at some point, staring straight at them with a pair of round black eyes.

In the petrified Wen Feng, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past him.