forced to be pampered by monsters

The towel was lowered little by little, obviously the movements were extremely gentle, but the skin on Weimian's body was obviously reddish.

Worrying about his discomfort, Hei Wu stopped and touched his flushed body: "It hurts?"

Weimian grabbed his hand, her eyelashes trembling: "It doesn't hurt."

He involuntarily leaned into the black mist, as if this would block his sight and prevent him from looking at him like that.

Hei Wu thought that Wei Mian was cold, so he protected him with one hand, and continued to wet the towel with the other hand to wipe him.

From the front to the back, as well as the waist and arms, everything was not missed, and even the fingers were wiped carefully.

When Wei Mian came by herself, the temperature on the towel always disappeared quickly and could only last for a short while.

With the black mist holding the towel, the temperature only increased, and it was indeed warmer than the beginning.

Weimian buried her face in the neck of the black mist, was picked up not long after, and took off her hat.

The hair on his forehead was pushed back, and he obediently closed his eyes.

His face was still hot, and the heat hadn't gone away since it started.

Every time the black mist touched him, he wanted to avoid it, but couldn't help getting closer to the warm heat source.

Hei Wu was really just wiping his body, without any other thoughts, and his usual cold expression turned out to be serious.

However, the more this happened, the more embarrassed Weimian felt.

He is also an adult, and even this needs help...

After wiping the face, it was the last turn of the horns on the top of the head.

The warm towel was pasted on, with damp water vapor, Weishui's breathing suddenly became short of breath, and he buried his face again.

Hei Wu stroked his soft hair and coaxed, "It will be fine soon."

Only then did Weimian raise her head again, fully exposing the horns in his sight, so that he could wipe it off for herself.

The strange feeling didn't last long. Hei Wu put down the towel and touched the tip of his horn: "Okay."

Weimian responded vaguely, and took the initiative to rub into Hei Wu's arms to hug him.

His clothes were still on the ground, and the black mist stroked his smooth back, and he was reluctant to let go for a moment.

The night is dim, but the sleepless is almost glowing white, and the delicate skin does not look like it was raised in the last days.

His bones are also slender than the average adult man, and he looks exquisite and beautiful everywhere, as if he should be loved by nature.

The black mist became more and more unscrupulous, rubbing everywhere.

Weimian raised her head and took a small breath, looking at him with wet eyes.

He wears a hat on weekdays, and the brim of the hat is deliberately lowered to cover this attractive face, so few people have the chance to see it.

Hei Wu's eyes were dim and unclear, and the strength in his hands increased uncontrollably.

Weimian hummed softly, with a confused and aggrieved expression.

He was flattering and kissed the black mist lips.

After the kiss, Weimian backed away a little, and leaned over to bite his chin again, with a slight force on his teeth, it seemed that only in this way could he slightly relieve his complicated emotions and feelings.

The black mist let him bite, and when he let go, he picked up the clothes beside him: "Go back?"

Weimian touched the place where he was bitten by herself just now, and there was no trace of it, and asked blankly: "Do you not feel it?"

Black Mist put on the cocoon clothes for him, and replied: "Yes."

—

Not long after Heiwu and Weimian left together, a familiar figure came nearby.

The little girl looked at Wen Yue who was sleeping on the ground, looked away without interest, and looked up at the empty space above.

It knew that the spider's cocoon was there, and that there was another very small monster.

These two monsters are able to follow Wemian's side openly, and it is very curious why.

Obviously it has no malice, but the black mist made people throw away the food it sent.

The little girl had no expression on her face, and climbed sideways to the side of the tree trunk, poking the transparent cocoon with her fingers.

If it hadn't seen the spider hiding in it with its own eyes, it really wouldn't have discovered the monster's hiding place.

The cocoon was quiet and there was no reaction.

With the black mist gone, the little girl became more courageous and quietly tore open a hole in the cocoon.

It couldn't see anything from the outside, so it simply twisted its body into a thin strip like a snake, and got in through the torn hole.

The spider does not stay directly in the transparent cocoon, but has another layer of cocoon.

It weaves a unique space inside, which looks exactly the same as the woods outside, except that it is covered with a layer of dark red everywhere, and the area is very limited.

You'll have to cocoon to expand, but that's enough space for spiders and twig bugs, who are sleeping soundly in the soft, thick grass.

A foreign object broke in, and the spider was immediately alarmed, and opened its eyes vigilantly.

It suddenly stood up on its eight legs, and the dead branch insect sleeping on its back accidentally slipped to the ground.

The dead branch insect was also awakened, and Mimi stared at the blade of grass and got up: "Jiujiu?"

Then, they saw a little girl about five years old crawling in from the outer cocoon, wearing simple black clothes, lying on the narrow entrance and looking at them.

The little girl had no expression on her face, her dark eyes were blank.

The spider was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was not a human being, but a monster.

Even though it has a very confusing appearance, it doesn't have the slightest aura that humans should have on it, but it is different from the way the black mist reorganizes and condenses the mist body, the monster in front of it should have this appearance.

This is extremely rare among monsters, and what makes the spider feel even worse is that it didn't even notice the monster's approach, and the other party found the cocoon it was hiding in.

The spider had no time to think about it, it flashed the sharp blades on the top of its legs to protect the dead branch insects under its legs, and let out a low "wow" sound from its throat.

While threatening, it wants the monster to leave, while it is ready to tear the bottom of the cocoon at any time, and it will run away first if it can't beat it.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at the spider who was facing a formidable enemy: "Luna?"

Its entire face and mouth did not move, and the voice came directly from its body, and it was extremely familiar.

The spider was stunned, his eyes gradually lost: "Huh?"

This...how is this the voice of Sleepless?

"Luna," the little girl called out again, this time the voice belonged to Wen Yue, "You are Luna."

It followed Weimian for two days, and heard him and Wen Yue both call the spider's name, but Hei Wu didn't.

Although Hei Wu had said something else, it could also imitate the voice, but it was very afraid of Hei Wu, and did not dare to speak rashly, even if the other party was not nearby at the moment.

The spider noticed that the little girl seemed harmless, so he nodded hesitantly.

But the twig worm thought that the little girl was a real human being, so it didn't care about the sound, and angrily wanted to teach this person who disturbed his sleep a lesson.

It rushed over quickly, aiming its forelegs with tiny barbs at the little girl's face: "Chirp!"

The spider couldn't stop it at all, and watched helplessly as the dead branch insect attacked the little girl, but the little girl was even faster, and directly grabbed the dead branch insect in her hand.

The twig worm couldn't move, and only then did it realize something was wrong.

It opened a pair of sesame-sized eyes, and saw a gap in the little girl's face, revealing a row of shiny fangs inside.

The dead branch worm froze for a moment, shaking like chaff: "... Chirp."

Fortunately, the monster didn't do anything to it, and continued to say in Wen Yue's voice: "You are Jiujiu."

The little girl's weak and thin appearance, coupled with a man's voice, is very weird, but after seeing its face split in the middle... it's not unusual.

Seeing that the twig worm was very scared, the monster changed into a gentle female voice: "I won't eat you."

It quickly let go, and the deadwood worm fled away, hiding behind the spider.

Letting the dead branch insects go, the little girl got in through the entrance of the cocoon, stepped on the grass and looked around curiously.

Every time it took a step forward, the spider and the deadwood moved back, squeezing the edge to keep a distance from it.

The spider guessed that the little girl lived in this forest, and this was its territory.

It found the strange breath that broke in, so it was curious, so it came to have a look.

Some monsters do not repel other monsters, but humans don't necessarily, and Wen Yue is still outside... The spider was worried, and quietly scratched the bottom of the cocoon to look out.

Wen Yue below was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and unharmed, he should not have been disturbed when the monster came in.

The spider heaved a sigh of relief, and began to be curious about this rare monster, hesitating whether to take out the slate to communicate with it.

This monster obviously doesn't just imitate sounds, it can talk.

However, the little girl stopped suddenly, her face was slightly distorted, and the root of her hair stood up, like fried hair, but her hair was long, which looked funny.

It whispered "goodbye", turned around and got out of the cocoon without looking back.

The spider was confused, and when he chased it out, the figure of the monster had already disappeared in the forest.

It wasn't until a moment later that Black Mist and Sleepless came back together, that the spider didn't know why the monster left suddenly.

It turns out that it is also afraid of the black mist... No, all the monsters are afraid of him.

The spider rushed forward quickly, and took the sleepless clothes and towels in Heiwu's hands.

The towel is still wet, let it hang on the branch to dry overnight.

The spider complied and did so, telling Hei Mist that a monster had come and left just now with a few "woo hoots".

Hei Wu was not surprised, and there was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he took Wei Mian to rest.

The spider couldn't guess what it meant, but the black mist didn't say anything, so it ignored it, hung up the towel and returned to the cocoon.

An extra layer of hay had already been laid on the place where the two slept. Weimian yawned and lay down with tears in his eyes.

After losing one piece of clothing, the inside of the coat was suddenly empty. He was still a little unaccustomed to it, so he tightened his collar and leaned into the arms of the black mist.

Although he was sleepy, he was still thinking about what happened before he came back.

Black Mist helped him wipe his body with a hot towel, and then...they came back.

Weimian felt lost, and couldn't explain why he had such emotions, he knew that the black mist was so good to him.

He stared at the face of the black mist that was close at hand, and even wanted to bite him again.

Hei Wu sensed Wei Mian's abnormality, and reached out to touch his side face: "Aren't you sleepy?"

Weimian grabbed his hand, and after a while he hesitated and said: "No..."

While rubbing Hei Wu's palm lightly with his fingertips, he meant something: "I... I'm a little cold."

After saying this, Weimian realized what he was doing.

His ears were red, but he didn't let go of the black mist, and mustered up his courage: "How did you... heat the water?"

Hei Wu didn't answer, and Weimian soon felt the temperature in his palm gradually rising.

Other than the palms, the temperature in other parts of the body is normal.

Weimian put Heiwu's hand on his cheek and rubbed it against his cheek, and Heiwu went down along the trend, caressing the side of his neck and collarbone.

At this moment, Weimian couldn't help but want to shrink back, but Heiwu didn't give him a chance to react, and unbuttoned his coat.

The hot palm was pressed against the skin, and Weimian's heart was beating fast, and he hugged Hei Wu's neck as if coquettishly: "A Teng."

The black mist moved up his spine and whispered, "You are not cold."

Suddenly being exposed by him, Weimian blushed even more, struggling to push him away.

The black mist did not allow him to escape at all, and easily restrained him, while pulling up the cocoon clothes to reveal a large area of ​​skin.

Without the shackles of cocoon clothes, Hei Wu could do whatever he wanted, with a heavy breath: "Like it?"

Weimian buried her head and did not speak, until she was short of breath before raising her head, and bit him hard.

The bitten place still didn't leave any mark, Weimian pursed her lips and whispered, "Kiss me."

Hei Wu followed his will and leaned over to kiss his lips and cheek.

Weimian said again: "I want to kiss..."

So his hat was taken off, and the horns were kissed repeatedly, extremely tender and loving.

It seemed that Black Mist would satisfy any request he made.

Not long after, Weimian fell into a deep sleep.

Hei Mist straightened his clothes for him, and gently hugged him into his arms.

—

Far away at the other end of the woods, several people were dragging their tired bodies on their way, holding several cloth bags full of them.

They came all the way to safety before they dared to stop and rest.

"Just rest here for the night," one of them wrapped a cloth strip tightly around the wound on his wrist, "I won't go tomorrow, just hand over these things."

The bags were filled with medicinal materials. They had just returned from the herb-collecting area by the forest and were almost swallowed by a huge tree snake.

As he spoke, he looked at the other tall man, obviously asking for his opinion.

The tall man seemed to be in much better condition than the others, as if he had not experienced the same danger as the others. His clothes were only stained with a little dirt and he was not injured.

He stood leaning against the tree trunk, nodded condescendingly, and stretched out a hand to beckon: "Bring everything first, and I'll check it out."

Several people looked at each other silently, seeing the anger that had been pent up for a long time in each other's eyes.

The tall man is the nomad who is responsible for guarding them. Every time he says it is an inventory, he actually deducts a large part of it.

They had long wanted to resist, but it was a pity that although the tall man didn't put in much effort in collecting herbs, his abilities were stronger than them.

Moreover, these few teams did not know each other before, and there were two of them and their companions in other teams.

In the end, several cloth bags were handed over to the tall man one by one, and the tall man took two of the most. The other bags took a perfunctory look and waved their hands: "Okay."

He put the medicinal materials he had withheld on the side and rear, and took out a piece of jerky from his pocket.

The few other people didn't have dinner, and they didn't have the energy to look for food anymore, so they had to close their eyes hungry and didn't listen to the movement made by the tall man.

After a while, the tall man's frightened and angry voice came: "Where are my medicinal materials?"

Several people opened their eyes and looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

The tall man's face was ugly, and he held a bag in his hand, saying word by word: "I just put here, two bags, now there is only one left!"

The other one disappeared right under his nose.

However, other than collecting the remaining medicinal materials, the other people sat under the tree without moving at all.

The tall man took a few steps forward, grabbed the person closest to him by the collar and lifted him up, and said viciously, "Is that you? You were the only one beside me just now!"

"It's not me..." The man retorted hastily, "I'm sleeping, if you don't believe me ask them..."

The tall man saw that the expression on his face did not seem to be fake, and that he did not have the missing bag of medicinal materials on his body. He was about to continue to ask, when he suddenly heard a voice mocking: "Idiot, I can't even look at my own things."

He was furious, and immediately threw away the person in his hand and turned around: "What did you say?"

"Ah?" The person he was looking at repeatedly denied, "It's not me, I didn't speak..."

The other two also shook their heads, saying it wasn't themselves.

But there was indeed a voice just now, and it was still very familiar.

When several people recalled it, they all thought it was one of the two other than themselves, but they were not sure who it was, so they didn't take the initiative to speak.

The tall man's gaze was like a poisonous snake, scanning their faces one by one, seeing that everyone seemed to have stolen his medicinal materials and scolded those who he still refused to admit.

He snorted coldly, and asked a few people to stand in a row in an open place, not holding anything in their hands, and then searched nearby alone.

At this time, another voice gritted its teeth and scolded: "A bunch of useless things."

The voice was deliberately lowered, but it was still transmitted to several people's ears very clearly, except the tall one who didn't hear it.

This time it was the tall man's voice.

They didn't know why the bag of medicinal materials disappeared. The tall man was making a fuss now, maybe it was a fake, in order to take the opportunity to deduct the remaining medicinal materials.

Several people's faces showed anger at the same time, but after all, they had some scruples and did not attack for the time being.

The tall man found nothing, and he came to the few people holding back his anger: "What are you all looking at me for?"

At this moment, he finally faintly sensed that something was wrong, and looked back at the place where the medicinal materials were lost.

If they hadn't stolen the medicine, who would it be?

"What the hell..." The tall man looked around with a look of surprise, he urged everyone, "Hurry up, don't stay here."

The tall man didn't ask for the remaining supplies, which surprised a few people.

They hesitated a little, but followed his wishes, packed up their things and left the vicinity in a hurry.

Until the next morning, the bag of missing herbs appeared near the woods where the Sleepless people were resting.

It was also Wen Yue who discovered it. He was the first to get up and planned to look for food nearby, but found a cloth bag full of medicinal herbs not far away.

The surface of the bag was clean, and the seal was tied tightly with soft branches, as if someone deliberately placed it under a tree.

Wen Yue didn't dare to act rashly at first, but finally opened the bag to see what was inside, and was immediately stunned.

Yesterday it was half a smoked leg, and today it was a bag full of herbs. The combination of these two things is not unusual.

Wen Yue showed the medicinal materials he found to Weimian, and had a guess in his heart: "Could it be...for you?" For some reason, he always felt that it had something to do with Weimian.