Be a fan of all insects in the Middle Ages [Zerg]

"Puppy" is very thin, and his naked upper body can still see the shape of bones twisting. His skin is very white and transparent, and the veins of blood vessels hidden under the skin are clearly visible.

The two trapezoidal columns were carried onto the red carpet, with streamers flickering in the middle, and upon closer inspection, it was found that they were straight steel wires.

Mr. March stood on the table, his eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze, and he seemed very interested in the next performance of the magic troupe.

He Liang unconsciously squeezed his Adam's apple, and Heti who was beside him also frowned slightly, his blue pupils shone with light, they were extraordinarily beautiful.

"Puppy" stood on the trapezoidal column, and the moment he stood upright, He Liang realized that he was actually very tall, and his arms were also very long after squatting down.

The music sounded again, and the "little dog" stepped on the steel wire, and the place it passed was stained with bright red liquid, and the streamer disappeared.

He stopped in the middle of the steel wire, a pale and flattering smile appeared on Qingjun's face.

The back of the white instep was straightened, and the blue veins became more and more distinct. Blood beads dripped from his toes and blended into the red carpet, leaving a dark patch.This scene is enough to make the blood of normal Zergs freeze.

The worm in the mask lifted a piece of black cloth to completely block the "little dog", and the magician motioned them to look at the drops of blood dripping from under the black cloth. The increasing frequency proved that the "little dog" was still squatting on the wire.

The magician raised his hand and stopped in front of the black cloth.

With a snap of his fingers, the black cloth was removed by the mask bug, the steel wire was still shining, and the dark color left on the ground was the only trace left by the "puppy".

"Crack, crack, crack."

Mr. Sanyue's applause brought He Liang's thoughts back to reality, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead at some point, probably because the air was getting stuffy.

The guest bugs present did not show the slightest bit of nature, Mr. Sanyue raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "Does the general not like their performance?"

"I don't like it." Hetty replied without any hesitation.

Mr. Sanyue smiled slowly, and the mask worm opened one side of the trapezoidal column, and the "puppy" was hidden inside, and he led it out.

Mr. Sanyue waved his hand and said "tsk tsk" twice. The "puppy" seemed a little afraid of him, but he still crawled towards him step by step with his ears drooping and his tail between his legs.

He stroked the head of "Puppy" with gentle eyes, "I originally planned to give it to the general...but since the general doesn't like it, let it stay in the magic troupe, I don't like it very much Get a dog."

Hetty caught the expectant eyes of the male, even if he didn't speak, he could guess what the male was thinking.

"I don't like this performance..." He pointed at the worm lying on Mr. March's lap, "He can."

March Jun paused slightly, and the smile resurfaced, "It's good that the general likes it."

He withdrew his hand, and pulled the "puppy" down by the mask bug on the leash.

After the banquet, they were arranged in a room in the side hall. The roof and walls made of wood were not as dazzling as the main hall.

As soon as the waiter left, Hetty dug out the detector from the suitcase, looking for possible micro-monitors.

He Liang followed behind him, showing that the page was always in a safe state.

The inexplicable freshness overflowed from the female worm's body, and faintly penetrated into the nasal cavity, which seemed to relieve the protruding dryness on his body.

Heti stopped, and He Liang stopped just in time, the smell seemed to be more intense, like a delicious refreshment, "How is it?"

Hetty shook her head slightly, "Not yet."

He looked back, and found that the male worm had an abnormal blush on his face, and a pair of black eyes were staring at him, as if... drunk?

Hetty put down the detector and tested the temperature on He Liang's face with his hand. It was very hot, more like a fever.

He Liang was cautious, the warmth and coolness on his face was very comfortable, but, for some reason, the skin touched by the female insect became hotter, and the heat spread with his hands, burning so much that even his throat gradually became hoarse.

He swallowed the obscurity in his throat, waved Hetty's hand and turned around, "I'll take a shower first..."

This feeling made He Liang very uneasy, as if the sexual tide during the secretory period had been magnified dozens of times, from being easily controlled to...very difficult.

Hetty was still using the detector to detect corners that were easily overlooked, and He Liang entered the bathroom with a change of clothes.

The door was closed, and there were two suppressants wrapped in his clothes, and he swallowed them all. The bitter taste cleared his chaotic brain a lot.

The bathroom was quiet for 2 minutes before the sound of "crashing" water came out.

There really didn't seem to be any monitors in the room. Hetty put the detector into the suitcase, planning to report to the marshal about Mr. March after leaving the Golden Palace.

His searching gaze paused at the door, something was blocking the outside of the room, making the crack in the door, which should have been transparent, completely dark.

Hetty walked over slowly, and the door was pulled open.

On the ground, curled up with the female worm transformed by Neil, he noticed that the support behind him disappeared, and raised his head in fear. When he found that it was Hetty who opened the door, he half sat up and looked up at him, his fluffy tail slowly wagging. Open, eyes moist like a real puppy.

Heti's eyes darkened, "Get out of here." His voice was low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the male insects in the bathroom.

The female whimpered twice and approached Heti, but was restrained by his next words.

"Mr. Horn, I always thought you were a proud worm." Hetty's tone was light, implying temptation.

The female's expression froze, the wet light spots in her eyes dissipated, and the whites of her eyes turned a crazy light red. He left Hetty with both hands and feet, and the floor was trampled with a "thud-thump" sound.

He was still whimpering, but kept his head down. When his back touched the wall, the female fled towards the end of the corridor with her tail between her legs as if frightened...

The female...seemed to be Mr. Horn from decades ago, Mr. Sanyue's elder brother.

The special power division relationship in the Northern Territory means that the family that controls the power is destined to have only one worm inheriting the family property. After all, once the property is dispersed, the rights will fall into the hands of other richer families.

No one would give up after enjoying the supreme power. The battle for inheritance rights within the Northern Territory family has always been frenzied. Once the proud son of heaven is defeated, he can instantly become a wild dog...

The hot water made the suppressed dryness surge up again, and He Liang changed the water to cold, which made him feel much better.

Probably, the inhibitors haven't worked yet, he thought.

Heti waited outside for nearly an hour before the male worm came out wrapped in a bath towel. The blush on his face faded a lot, and his deep eyebrows and eyes became lustful. Heti's heart throbbed when he looked over .

"I'm done washing..." The male worm's voice was hoarse, as if he had just experienced something, he also realized it, and didn't speak after saying this sentence.

He Liang put the changed clothes on the chair, and the warm and cool touch pressed against the hot skin on his shoulders. He noticed that the hand froze for a moment, as if he was frightened by his burning.

He Liang turned his head, and the blue pupils of the female were full of worry, "He Liang, your body..."

He Liang's attention was taken away by the cherry-pink lips of the female insect. They were moist, soft, and jelly-like. When biting down, it seemed that there was still a sweet taste spreading on the tip of the tongue.

The male worm stared at him aggressively, his black eyes darkened endlessly.

Hetty rolled his throat and looked away. "Your temperature is abnormal."

The eyes are also very abnormal, as if trying to swallow him alive...

He Liang came back to his senses, he was frightened by his own clear thoughts, he opened the window, the night wind poured in, and his brain seemed to wake up a lot, "I'm fine, maybe the water is too hot, you go take a shower first Come on, Hetty."

There was a soft cover behind him, and He Liang took it. It was a piece of clothing. Heti's voice came from behind him, "Put on a coat..."

The bathroom was damp and cool, and the shower was also an option for cold water. Hetiveda immediately turned it into hot water, and the mist came out with the sound of the torrent of water.

When He went to the bathroom, He Liang was already lying on the bed, half-covered with the quilt, and arched with his back to him.

He went to bed gently, and the male's hoarse voice sounded: "Hetty, can you leave the light off?"

Hettiweden, "Okay."

He Liang swallowed the dryness in his throat, darkness will give birth to more desires, only light...

He drank some cold water again, trying to suppress the discomfort in his throat.His face was still scorching hot, and the eyes were unconsciously filled with mist.

Something is growing quietly, so strong that it seems to break the soil.

Hetty's breath and words were close to the ear at the same time, "I can help you." The low magnetic, gentle and cautious heat brought a shiver.

He Liang bowed in embarrassment, trying to cover up the abnormality that shouldn't be there, "I'm fine." His voice was stubborn and hoarse.

The back of the male's head was trembling forbearance, and Hetty hugged him and comforted him in a low voice, "We can have any kind of intimacy."

A teardrop was scalded from the eye and fell on the pillow, He Liang still refused: "No..."

How could a worm like Hetty do such a thing? It was a humiliation. "I'll be fine with a little sleep."

There was a long silence behind him, "I... am always ready for you."

As Wen Liang, who was covering him, left, his restlessness seemed to become more and more obvious.

He maintained this state and endured it for an unknown amount of time, so long that the female behind him seemed to have fallen asleep?

He Liang turned around gently, and Heti was not far away from him, at least he could see the jelly-like lips at a glance, which became a little dry due to the "deep sleep" of the main worm.

The pillow is slightly wet, it's sweat and tears, if this continues, he will be broken...

He Liang lifted the quilt and stroked Sin with one hand...

A low-pitched voice full of other emotions appeared in Hetty's dream. The experience of being stationed in Border City for many years made him very sleepy.

After he regained consciousness, he heard the indiscriminate sound again, as well as the enthusiasm from the male through a thin layer of cloth, in the abdomen.

He didn't open his eyes, and there was a faint smell of mutton in the air. It was the smell of a male worm falling into the "Yu" sea. He could only watch the male worm suffer, and he would hate him if he took the initiative. This was from his previous life. experience……

"Um... um..."

The tips of Heti's ears were bright red, and just when he thought it was over, the dense heat approached, and the delicate licks slid across his lips.

Heti was cautious, and secretly relaxed his lips and teeth, he didn't want to disturb the male worm.

He Liang's movements became more and more rough, his body was pressed with weight, his lips were swollen and painful from being bitten, and the hot liquid dripped down on the skin of his face.

Hetty had to open his eyes, it was the tears of the male insect.

The fishy sweetness was accompanied by pain, and he hummed unconsciously.

The male raised his head, and his soaked black eyes stared at him, with hidden emotions surging inside, and Hetty heard the male's hoarse apology: "I'm sorry."

Another teardrop of guilt slipped down, the male's eyes were red and swollen, and he wiped his lips helplessly, moving lightly, "I, can't control it..."

Those black eyes stared straight at it, as if fascinated...

The male approached again, with abnormal body temperature, gentle and careful, the words spilled between their touching lips, "Forgive me..."

The emotion that moved the worm was conveyed, Heti stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked it lightly...

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