Netizens are vampires? !

one of the reasons.

Edward was a little bit sad, didn't he have no intimate, deep, and intense contact for two days, and his little boyfriend didn't want it at all?

Oh, this is really unpleasant.

He has always felt that his technology is very good, at least, in the past 100 years, through frequent, hard-working, simple-to-understand learning and exploration, he thinks that technology has already belonged to the top ranks.

Edward's hands were cold, especially when the two of them first touched each other.Especially on the part touched by the palm, there will always be a goosebump on Yate's body, which will disappear after a while.

Edward was stronger than Arthur, and he pressed his whole body on Art, kissing the corners of his mouth and neck and sucking Art's soft and warm tongue, as if holding Art in his arms.

Probably because of the vampire, Edward always likes to linger and kiss, lick, and gnaw near Arter's neck, leaving countless obvious marks, just like fierce predation, which makes people's blood boil and their animal nature revives.

The neck of Art, who is also a vampire, is equally sensitive. When the breath is sprayed, the skin will tremble slightly, the head will be tilted back vigorously, the skin on the neck will be stretched straight, and the half-open mouth will emit a depressive, low voice. The sound of panting, compressed the anxious □ to the extreme, making the heart itchy.

It's a pity that this time, Yate always woke up quickly after being confused for a moment, hugged Edward's head with a blushing face and pushed hard, and the resistance was so fierce that he almost pushed up hard with his knee: "You bastard! Beast in heat? Will be heard!"

Edward sighed unwillingly, and then moved to Art's head to ask for a kiss.

Art stared at him hesitantly for a while, then slid down the arm holding Edward's head, hanging around Edward's neck, then raised his head, licking Edward's lips like a cat.

Edward raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, maybe you would like to go to that hot spring?" His golden eyes, like honey, had a soft smile, and he lowered his head and touched Art's with the tip of his nose, "I think you still remember where ?”

Art felt his face was a little hot, and Edward's reminder made him feel like he was back in the beginning, the idiot boy who ran all the way to meet netizens, the ambiguous stare in the deep jungle, oh, of course he remembered, even He still remembers how he felt back then.

"Yehe is also good, isn't it?" Edward put his arms around Art's waist, ignoring Art's face that turned green instantly when he heard this sentence, jumped down from the window, and disappeared in the shadow of the bushes with teeth and claws after a few ups and downs inside.

Between ups and downs, Art's low voice almost came out from between his teeth: "Ed. Hua! Where are your hands?"

Edward touched it, squeezed it, and lowered his head with a smile: "Oh, my dear, of course it's your butt, I'll insert it hard later!" His extremely ambiguous post Rubbing Art's ear, spit out the last few words.

Arthur's face was flushed red.

Spoiler Electrolux 07

The vampire Ater will naturally no longer make himself out of breath because of this journey, but the direct work of Edward, who is good at speed, of course makes the speed faster-this fully reflects how much the brown-haired vampire is concerned about this. urgent.

When Edward walked into the hot spring that was similar to a small puddle with Edward in his arms and sat down, Art's feelings became clearer for a moment.

"Oh, oh, Edward, you bastard, you..." Art murmured in disbelief, looking at Edward strangely - he really couldn't imagine that this guy had maintained such a one-pillar all the way just now attitude.

This fucking estrus is too fast, right?

Edward hugged Yate, smiled and straightened his hips, and the huge weapon that was raised and angry suddenly hit Yate's butt twice fiercely.

Hot, scorching, hard, and deadly.

The misty hot spring water rippled and rippled with Edward's movements, making a slight splashing sound.

Yate covered his face with a slap, leaned against Edward's steel-like chest and moaned in pain: "Ed. Hua, you... you rascal! Can't you be a little bit more reserved? "

Edward's palm caressed ambiguously on Yate's lower abdomen, and under the stimulation of the hot spring water, his murder weapon was lifted up in a more ferocious posture, pulsating, passed between Yate's legs, and stood upright arrogantly.

Hearing this, the brown-haired vampire let his lips move away from his partner's pinkish shoulders, whether it was because of steam or shame: "Reserved? Oh, dear, do you want me to do more foreplay?" ?”

He thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded heavily: "Of course!"

Yate was suddenly powerless, and returned a slap from the vampire who didn't know what shame was: "Go to hell! I can't communicate with you rude and straightforward foreigners!"

Yate actually cared a little in his heart. After being together for so long, he didn't even have the opportunity to help the other party undress. I don't know how much fun was lost-that was a way to strengthen the relationship between the two.

This guy Edward usually looks gentle and considerate, but every time he encounters this kind of thing, he immediately turns into a greedy beast, let alone wanting to help him take off his clothes, even Art's own clothes, if he doesn't move enough Quick, then, the only possibility is to break into strips.

Art finally understood why Alice had such a big room full of clothes, feeling that these vampires are all inhuman beasts!

Oh no, he should trust Jasper.Jasper is the sweetest!

Arthur shook his head vigorously.

Edward raised his eyebrows, turned Art around like a pancake, let him sit on his lap, and the two faced each other.

"Hey honey, you're being racist. Or, did you always want to find a vampire from China? Hey don't forget, you're not purebred either."

"What a purebred! I'm still a hybrid!" Art held Edward's face angrily, and gnawed on it bitterly.

Edward let out a low hum, then relaxed his body, leaned against the wall of the hot spring with a smile and raised his head to exchange this deep kiss with Art.

"It tastes really good, doesn't it?" In the sound of sizzling water, the brown-haired vampire whispered vaguely in the interaction of lips and tongue, "Are you sure those people can satisfy you like me and fuck you hard you?"

The brown-haired vampire clearly understood the aphrodisiac power of language.Vulgarity stimulates shame, which turns into a powerful love potion, making Art tremble all over.

Edward moved his hips even more blatantly, and his angry, huge sword-like weapon slapped Art's ass forcefully.

The action under the current of water failed to make a lewd and stimulating sound, but the obvious touch and the strangely scalding heat compared to the vampire's cold body temperature still made Art tremble all over his body, and his eyes widened , let out a shameful moan from the depths of his throat.

No amount of temptation could compare to the depressing and shameful voice of his lover. Edward's eyes instantly became extremely dark and dark, as if the bright bronze had been worn away by a long time.

He took a deep breath, made a guttural sound like a beast, and suddenly pressed his big palm on the back of Art's head.

Art was caught off guard and fell forward, pressing his palm on Edward's chest, and his whole body fell into the control of this vampire who became agitated and manic for a moment.

The coldness of the vampire and the scorching heat of the hot spring were instantly indistinguishable from each other, and goosebumps appeared all over Yate's body. Edward's thick tongue had invaded his mouth viciously and wreaked havoc quickly.

Ferocious, violent.

Here is the vampire's primitive beastly kiss, which is like sweeping up, causing Art to retreat steadily, and instantly retreated from his territory.

As always, he felt dizzy and struggled weakly to catch his breath.

The boy's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he could clearly feel that Edward was pressing his body, forcing him to rub against him, and the two breasts that had already stood up radiated bursts of intermittent pleasure during the rubbing.

too...too intense...

Perhaps there are indeed some reserved Asians in his bones, and Arter can hardly bear it. The two legs hanging on Edward's waist kept shaking. against Edward's hard chest.

Painful, yet exhilarating to death.

The big palm firmly clasped behind his head left him no way out, he could only become more addicted, addicted, addicted...

At the last moment when his head was about to explode, Edward finally let go of him, seeing his pitiful appearance of being in a mess and retreating steadily, there was a deep smile in those dull golden eyes.

The hateful big palm slid down and down from the back of his head unwilling to be lonely, and his fingertips danced across Art's sensitive spine. He felt Art's whole body tremble, and then continued to slide, and then stopped at the place where the touch was excellent. Upright buttocks.

Pushing down, two fingers were inserted into the jeans, and the palms wrapped around the buttocks, kneading with great interest through the already soaked jeans.

The dumb eyes observed the expression on Yate's face with great interest, including every detail, including the loss of focus after being kissed just now, the shameful blush later, and the current anger.

Oh, as much as he wanted to shove in, out, and in again, sometimes it takes a little patience to get the best food, doesn't it?

Color, aroma, and taste, some need to be seen by the eyes, some need to be smelled by the nose, and finally tasted carefully.

Oh, he was never an impatient hunter.

"Oh, you...you bastard, bastard... bastard!" Arter, who is as shameless as these foreigners who always hang words like "fuck" on their lips, will never think about arguing Beat Edward.

Art stared at Edward resentfully, continued to stare, and couldn't help but move down a little while staring.

Yate turned his head silently and silently, and wiped the corner of his mouth silently: Why?Why is he not as good as Edward?Look at the broad shoulders and slender waist, look at the pectoral and abdominal muscles, why can't he be such a pure man?

Even though the two have been together for so long, Art still can't control himself from drooling over Edward's figure.

Edward's golden eyes were filled with a deep smile, he leaned forward, kissed Art on the cheek, and said softly: "Don't be jealous, my dear, it's all yours, it's all yours."

He exposed his body generously, and let Yate insult him with his eyes in a fit of anger——Insult, well, this word is just Yate’s own thoughts. In Edward’s view, there are obviously better alternatives, such as... Love soothe.

The brown-haired vampire had a smile on his brows and eyes. He tapped his lips with his fingers, and lowered his voice to seduce him: "This is yours."

Sliding his fingers down, kneading the nipples on his chest, he looked at Yate's blushing face and smiled hoarsely: "This is yours too."

Continue down, onto your stomach, and then, as they sit, onto Art's jeans.

Edward's fingers were pale and slender, shaped like a bow, full of flexibility and strength.

He is the one who can play the piano best in the Cullen family, and now, with his fingers pressing the notes, he caresses the rise of the jeans on the top of the jeans, and unzips the jeans little by little in the low panting sound of the suppressed voice. .

He raised his head and kissed Art's neck and nipples, the sound of water was luscious.

Art bit his fist, tremblingly suppressing the desire deliberately incited by Edward, but still uncontrollably let out one or two hoarse moans from the depths of his throat.

"baga!"

"kuso!"

"kono!"

"ahon!"

Intermittent cursing came out of Art's broken moan, and the familiar words filled Edward's eyes with a warm smile, so much that it was about to overflow.

He hugged Yate's body, warm body, kissed delicately, and smiled contentedly: "You are such a fool who likes my Yate."

Yate's thoughts were as hard to stir as paste. He shook his head, the water droplets on his black hair shattered and dripped. Another murder weapon that had been erected high behind his back, the hot pulse was even more frightening and exciting.

After a moment of confusion, Art finally realized what it was.

"Ah!" He bounced up, and then realized that, in the short time he had lost himself, his jeans had been unzipped by Edward.

Edward held the bouncing thing that was always fixed on the young boy in admiration, stroked it, and flattered him.

The cold and flexible fingers of the vampire rushed over together with the scorching heat of the hot spring, one cold and one hot, it was both torture and heaven.

Yate was trembling all over. He was clearly a vampire, but his skin turned bright red, as if blood had poured into the dense capillaries under the skin.

Equally beautiful.

The reserve in his heart was finally defeated by the turbulent tide, his clenched fists were loosened, and he held Edward's wrist as if he was pushing or urging, and screamed loudly: "No! Slow down...haha... ...slow down Edward..."

Edward couldn't bear it any longer, let out a low growl like a beast, grabbed Art's jeans waist and pulled it down, almost dragging Art into the hot spring.

Art screamed, and the water-soaked dark blue jeans fell to the crook of his calf because of Edward's rough move.

Such an accident caused Art to curl up into a ball pitifully.Edward licked his lips, and found that Art's gesture made him very excited - all men have a desire to conquer deeply buried in their blood, let alone a vampire who lives on blood?

He grabbed Yate's buttocks that were forced up, and his big palm just covered most of Yate's buttocks. With a strong tug, he grabbed Yate who had fallen into the hot spring and struggled to come up again.

Art, who was dizzy from the sudden drowning, was held by the pool by Edward before he could recover.

Yate, who realized what Edward wanted to do, became furious, not only because Edward always acted so rudely and bluntly like a primitive beast, but also because he was so absent-minded just now, and shamelessly yelled.

Edward turned his head, squeezed his chin and kissed him, and pressed his body down, and the huge weapon hit Art's ass—of course, it was just grinding at the entrance, just for comfort , Edward's fingers went in first, and together with the scalding water, they hit the relatively low-temperature inner wall.

Art sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes widened—he hated the resilience of vampires!

If it weren't for the vampire's resilience, Edward wouldn't dare to catch him doing this kind of thing every day;

If it weren't for the resilience of the vampire, he wouldn't have been exhausted the day before, and he could still do this kind of thing with Edward the next day;

the most important is!If it weren't for the vampire's resilience, how could he have been with Edward for more than 100 years, and it was still the same every time as the first time... It hurts...

Edward raised his head slightly, a silver thread was pulled from the corner of his mouth, and his voice comforted him gently: "Don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

It's a pity that Art has long since stopped being fooled by him-this guy's fingers are clearly underneath, and he moves forward, forward, forward without hesitation!

Oh, he also hates the vampire's physical strength, which makes him tossed, tossed, and tossed by Edward every time like a pancake...

Well, Edward said it was innate, but he didn't know whether humans would have such a strong staying power, because there was no comparison.

Apparently, Art forgot that before meeting him, Edward was the purest one in the Cullen family, who knew what was born?

Edward's powerful arm suddenly grabbed Yate's waist, Yate shuddered all over, raised his neck with a whimper, just as he relaxed his body smartly, he felt a huge, hot, thick thing nailed into him like a wedge. own body.

Art lay on all fours by the hot spring like a beast, panting like a dead dog.

Edward maintained this position with his arms around his waist, intensive kisses fell on Art's back, causing the dead dog Art to tremble intermittently.

It's not that he doesn't want to treat Yate gently, but if he squeezes in bit by bit, Yate will definitely be tense, and his muscles will contract when he is tense, and it will hurt him and Edward as well.

Edward was once called to stop by Art halfway because of this, so annoyed that he pulled away with a murder weapon, and acted as a crazy bird walker under the sight of some people in Volturi, so Edward deeply felt I understand, for a guy like Art, you must be hard when you should be hard (it's hard-hearted, don't think wrongly)!

After a while, Edward, who had already been perfectly fit, sensitively noticed that Art's body began to relax, and immediately patted Art's butt excitedly. Amid Art's shy "Edward!", his voice was completely hoarse. Throwing a sentence: "Then I will start."

Art wailed and hugged the wall of the hot spring. The next moment, a burst of extremely high-frequency and powerful impacts came quickly, and the crackling sound was as dense as raindrops.

Yate's cheeks flushed quickly, his whole body trembled, and then he dropped his helmet and armor.

"Ha... ha... slow... slow down..." Art panted as if he was going to die in the next moment.

"I can't do it anymore, please Edward, slow down." Arter finally let go of his so-called restraint and shame, and begged.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" Art screamed, trying to escape with his hands and feet, but unfortunately his hands and feet were so weak that the person behind dragged him back.

"I tell you to slow down, you bastard! Don't you know how long your staying power is? You're trying to kill me by being so violent from the beginning, right?" Art finally got mad and stood up. Return the carbine and kick the beast behind him.

With a tear, the jeans that had been torn apart by the two vampires were finally shredded into rags. Art didn't even notice that he would probably have to go back naked later.

The desire buried in his partner's body was clearly oppressed by Art's violent movements, and Edward roared—the roar scared the real beasts in the forest to run away with their tails between their legs.

He grabbed Art's bare foot, stretched out his hand, and turned it over...

The poor guy who made a sneak attack screamed pitifully and was turned over by Edward in a connecting position-the intestines were plowed through thoroughly in an instant, and this stimulation made Art unable to restrain his arches. They all straightened up, and there was a tender pink on the tips of the toes.

Edward's eyes were almost bleeding red, his fingers slowly and erotically slid up the arc of Art's calf, his white and slender fingertips held Art's ankle, put it to his mouth and kissed ambiguously, and then heavily took a bite.

The beast-like glowing eyes reveal the plunder of Hong Guoguo, and the bright red tongue licks his lips: "Baby, call softly, let's take our time, don't worry."

Yate hummed weakly, his whole body was shaken up and down by Edward's movements, just like the rushing water waves in the hot spring: "...No...I'm not in a hurry..."

Spoiler Electrolux (End)

The young couple of vampires who are full and full (Art: I (#‵′) damn! The one who is full and full is obviously Nima Edward, is there any reason!) accidentally ran into Electrolux on the way back, black hair The blue-eyed little vampire was wearing a pair of shorts, with a melancholy face, sitting cross-legged on a branch of a thick cedar tree, leaning against the trunk and sighing.

Edward stopped running, and quickly hugged the naked Art in his arms. Unfortunately, he soon discovered that he was not much better than himself with only a pair of underpants left on his body.

Well, he should be glad that he met Electrolux, at least, as early as ten years ago when the little guy was born, he and Art saw the little guy's whole body from top to bottom, inside out, and exchanged courtesy It's not a loss - this is the only way to comfort myself at this time.

Art, who was sore and limp, looked at the gradually brightening sky, opened his eyes and looked at Electrolux, who was in a state of worrying about writing new words, sighed, rubbed his forehead, and asked, "Why are you here?" here?"

"I'm sleeping here." Electrolux opened one eye and glanced at Art, serious.

Art was taken aback. Electrolux's body was too fragile compared to ordinary vampires. What if he was in danger?He frowned and scolded Electrolux: "Nonsense! How did you come here to sleep?"

Electrolux let out a long sigh, and shook his head sadly: "It's too noisy at home."

Art was stunned for a moment: "Too noisy?"

Electrolux nodded with a serious expression on his face: "Well, I've been exercising all the time, and I can't rest. Well, if I don't take a good rest, I won't grow taller in the future, and I'll be like you, Arter, so I'm here Come to bed."

...This kind of words...the expression and the content are too serious, so serious that it took a moment for Art to understand what Electrolux meant, his cheeks flushed suddenly, and his whole body had a fever—— □ white body Loyalty reflected his mood, and quickly cast a thin layer of red.Yate stammered and grabbed Edward's arm nervously: "Luck...sports or something, that... that can't be helped... After all, vampires are such unscrupulous and indulgent guys... What is it called... I am like this!"

Electrolux stretched out his head, grabbed the tree branch and looked down at Art, and shook his head pityingly: "It's just like you who will never turn around! I don't want it! I want to grow tall and strong, pure man Son, come one to press one, come two to press a pair, hehehehe!"

Yate was stunned for a long while, and almost jumped out of Edward's arms!He waved his arms and yelled at Electrolux: "You you you...you little bastard! The sky is turned upside down!"

A pair of black cloaks suddenly fell from the sky and covered the head of Ater, who was baring his teeth and claws. Edward wrapped Arter, raised his head and nodded to Caius who suddenly appeared.

Caius picked up the back of the neck of Electrolux, who was surprised at first and then saw that the situation was wrong, like a kitten, and quickly grabbed the mace and slowly backed away. He said lightly, "I will discipline him for you." He disappeared into the forest in an instant.

The angry Yate looked around, only vaguely heard the little bastard yelling: "Let go! Let me go, you 3000-year-old guy, bastard! Wow, no no no no no Bite! Brother, brother, I was wrong, help! Help—"

Art whimpered and wrapped himself in the cloak, cursing secretly: "You little bastard who has no heart and no eyesight, dare to offend me even if Dad is not here, this time you will seek death! I will never I will save you, if Dad asks, I’ll just say I don’t know. Heh heh, Dad will definitely fight Caius no matter what.”

In the distance, Electrolux's arrogant voice, which was still as usual at the beginning, has turned into a lingering aftertaste of panic, and then even the aftertaste can no longer be heard: "...Ah, what are you doing, old guy? Don't touch me! Maybe you can touch my ass... butt, butt, butt..."

Yate's eyelids twitched for a while, but in the end he was still determined to ignore that guy - who made this little bastard too arrogant in his daily life?

Art patted the shocked Edward with "Isn't that good?", and resolutely pointed in the direction of Karen's house.

Edward shrugged, thinking: Forget it, run to stop it at this time, no matter who it is, Caius will definitely break his neck, right?

So, he calmly picked up Yate who was yawning and disappeared into the dense forest.

The wind blew through the forest, and the dim morning light could not penetrate the thick clouds accumulated over the years and the treetops crowded together over Fox's head, so although it was almost a new morning, the few vampires who had just met left The forest behind is still extremely dark, only the shadows cast by the shadowy branches can be seen swaying in the wind like ghosts.

Probably because of this, when Marcus, who was wearing a thick cloak, appeared here, even the bugs that were still making noises didn't notice the sudden extra figure, they were still crawling around, Whispered in a low voice.

Marcus's black cloak has a layer of fine and soft fluff, but at this moment, those fluff are covered with crystal dewdrops, and when he walks, these dewdrops will shake off and merge into a small stream of water Curved down the surface of the cloak.

He just stood there quietly, until the long black hair that slipped out of his cloak inadvertently was also covered with dew and reflected crystal brilliance in the gradually brightening morning light, then he sighed softly and turned around Going back, not knowing the direction.

He walked very slowly, just like an ordinary person, even if his skin with the cloak occasionally flashed like a diamond in Fox's rare sunny weather, he still maintained this speed, never evading the slightest bit.

Maybe it will be seen by someone, but as long as he bites the other person's throat, it is enough. Whoever makes him not have a woman who can study food for vampires, so he can only rely on it for a living, right?

When Marcus thought of the dinner last night, the young vampire named Atlas Volturi enthusiastically prepared the dinner that impressed all the vampires and his expectant gaze, so a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. ——he remembers that he nodded slightly to express his satisfaction with the food when the other party looked at him secretly. It was so pleasant, with a hint of a little pride.

How amazing that Atlas Volturi, Electrolux Volturi, both his children and neither of them, sat there in the shadow of his cloak Here, looking at them, as if they were so close and as if they were far away, the torture made him crazy-he never thought that, as an old vampire over 3000 years old, if it wasn't for Aro and Caius, he would The old vampire who often calls his name and even forgets his name will have such emotional ups and downs one day.

They will leave eventually, and in that case, stay away.

Marcus sighed softly, he stood there for a while, then he raised his feet and walked slowly towards the opposite direction of Karen's house...

Spoiler Dmitri X Arrow

Dmitri hates Germans very much. This is known to the whole Volturi. Of course, except for the two newcomers, Art and Electrolux, but they should know it by now. After all, anyone can see it. The new kid from Germany followed Dmitri's butt pitifully all day long, with tears in his eyes all day long, looking like a little daughter-in-law.Alas, comparing Dmitry's big body with the tough guy style all over his body, it really makes everyone subconsciously cast a condemning look at Dmitri—but condemnation is condemnation, vampires are afraid of the world An unruffled guy, facing such a newborn vampire who is startled like a rabbit, everyone will instantly have the desire to bully the other, right?

When Electrolux came out of the room rubbing his ass, wrinkling his face and yawning, he saw a group of bored vampires fighting the newborn in the empty training ground like pets, but , is it more accurate to call it playful than fighting?

Electrolux rubbed his buttocks and slapped a pair of soft plush slippers towards the reclining chair by the side of the court, then lay on his stomach, stretched out his feet and kicked Dmitri next to him, and turned back to please Smiling: "Demi~Knead~" The little butt twisted.

Dmitry stretched his coveted long legs straight, and stood high on a stool in front of him, lazily watching his colleagues make the blond German kid look dirty and cry Looking like crying, he didn't even blink when he saw Electrolux coming over, until Electrolux choked his throat and spoke, then he lazily raised his eyelids: "Why? Fucked by the elder again?"

Since he escaped back some time ago, Electrolux, who was fucked once, couldn’t escape the fate of being fucked. He held his waist all day long and yelled around the Volturi like a cheapie, which made Marcus Every time I see red eyes, once red eyes, I will fight with Caius.

It was nothing at first, after all, since Electrolux was born, this plane has basically never stopped, but probably because he was really angry this time, Marcus was completely merciless, so the Volturi's house was closed. It has been repaired countless times—poor thing, it’s an antique, it’s still underground, it’s really collapsed, even a vampire would have to suffer!

Ah Luo sighed countless times because of this, and looked up at the sky with his hands in his hands, muttering in confusion: "Hey, Marcus is in charge of money anyway, how can he be so wasteful? How can it be possible?"

"Hey, I fucked all night." Electrolux's tone was quite sad, and finally he broke his fingers and shook his head suddenly, "Oh, oh, hey, it's not enough, it's overtime! Damn, there's still another person at work. It's [-] to [-] on time, how come you're so confused when you come to me? Fuck!" Electrolux raised his middle finger indecently.

Dmitry knew that this little thing was spoiled since he was a child, and he was a bad kid, so he was not surprised. He pulled his long legs and stood next to Electrolux, and slapped him twice on the buttocks. Electrolux immediately She screamed like a pig: "Ouch, rub your waist! Waist! Don't touch my ass!"

Dmitry snorted, and Electrolux smiled obsequiously: "Aren't you a good crafter?"

Dmitry kicked him: "Get down!"

Electrolux lay down happily, Dmitri squeezed his fist on his back and beat him and pressed his thumb and palm until it crackled, Electrolux screamed like a spring, crying out for pain After a while, he screamed again, but his voice was hoarse, obviously he shouted a lot last night when he was working.

This sound was louder than that of the German boy who was being beaten next to him, so that the other side was embarrassed to speak out, and looked directly at this side with a black face.

Electrolux received the other party's gaze, and immediately turned his head and grinned, which made the German boy shrink back in fright—combined with his pair of black and blue eyes, it was really ridiculous.

Electrolux turned his neck and asked Dmitry: "Hey, Demy, why don't you like Germans?"

Suddenly a head came over from the side: "Well, because Dmitry is Russian!"

Electrolux was startled, and almost fell off the recliner, yelling and pointing at the person: "Ah Luo! Don't just scare people!"

Ah Luo smiled: "No! You are not vigilant enough for the small refrigerator. You see, Demi is not scared, right? Demi definitely knew I was coming!"

Electrolux turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Dmitri still beating on him with a calm face, dragging his ankle back in dissatisfaction.

Electrolux muttered a few words immediately, but after a short while, he called out again "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Huh? These two countries don’t see each other on a daily basis, do they?”

Ah Luo looked left and right around the Electrolux, with a look of observation, and said casually after hearing the words: "Hey, don't you know? Demi was a Russian scout during World War II! I took Demi from the battlefield. Mi brought it back! Oh, let me think about it, when I first saw Demi, half of his body was gone, so let’s start from here.” Ah Luo looked like he was seriously recalling, a slender, slender, beautiful and delicate Putting his finger on his chin, tilting his head slightly, and then gestured at his waist, "The intestines are all over the floor! Oh, I have never seen a guy who is still alive like this, so I just bit him