Just say you lack output [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Sleeping Beauty T'Challa wakes up to the smell of grilled fish.

He sat up with his forehead supported, and his smooth waistline was bent into a beautiful arc, like a black panther with black and smooth fur. Although he had rested for several hours, the exhaustion and weakness that penetrated into the bone marrow were obviously not so easy Eliminate, so that he can't use too much strength, he can only restrain himself and whisper: "May I ask what time it is—"

The cave was very empty, and a warm bonfire was ignited under the only flat stone platform, and two fat grilled fish were set up until the skin sizzled, and T'Challa looked up and asked At that moment, the beauty sitting by the campfire turned her face sideways as if aware of it.

T'Challa's inquiry came to an abrupt end.

The flames dancing in the night illuminated her side face, casting a gorgeous gleam on her soft black hair and eyelashes, and when she turned her face, those ice-blue eyes, which were as indifferent as snow-capped mountains, came together. It softened in an instant, and the transformation between solid ice and spring water was simply thrilling.

T'Challa's first reaction: God of the Leopard, that's not an illusion!

The beauty seemed to be taken aback when she saw him get up, then she opened her red lips slightly and spoke slowly, her voice was as sweet as jade stones striking each other and ostriches chirping: "Wakanda time, [-]:[-], Your Majesty."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni's temperament is noble and elegant like a phoenix. Her beauty and temperament can easily make any man cross the barriers of race and aesthetics to have a good impression of her and increase her trust. T'Challa is no exception, not to mention that the other party is still saving her under the waterfall. killed him.

No, what about the proud and lovely peacock?

The young king subconsciously pressed the center of his brows. His mental state hadn't fully recovered. It wasn't until the wide sleeves of the priestess' uniform on the chest and abdomen slipped down and piled up on his sensitive waist that T'Challa realized that he had been trapped under him. Carefully padded a Japanese-style maiden costume.

As for who the owner of this maiden costume is, it is obvious.

Although T'Challa's favorite type is still a sexy and hot black girl like his ex-girlfriend Nakia, there is no doubt that at this moment he still inevitably feels grateful and wants to sigh-because the one in the water dragged him back The oriental girl on the bank turned out to be real, and she was exactly the same as what he saw when he was unconscious.

T'Challa suppressed his doubts: "Thank you very much."

23 still didn't know about the embarrassing misunderstanding between T'Challa and the system. She put the uncooked grilled fish back on the fire, got up and touched the temperature of the other's forehead, and then considered the task of petting cats in the resort world, and then Naturally, he touched his soft short hair and asked, "You don't look well, have you fully recovered yet?"

As soon as she got up, T'Challa noticed the peacock feathers neatly arranged on one side at her feet, and the ostrich staff that was always on her body as an onmyoji—who did those gorgeous peacock feathers belong to? There is no doubt that, combined with the obvious familiarity and concern of this elegant and beautiful girl like a ostrich...

T'Challa: "!!!!!!"

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There was a buzzing in his mind, as if something was out of control, and it seemed that another hundred bees were flying around him.

So this she is him!

T'Challa, who had experienced the transformation of an oriental girl into a male peacock three and a half hours ago, took a deep breath and felt that his three views had been tempered. He waved away the hundred bees buzzing around his brain, looking Complicated thinking: Sure enough, the peacock turned into a human.

But the problem was, it was a male peacock.

A male peacock turned into a beautiful girl.

A male peacock who courted him (and was turned down) becomes a heart-pounding, thrilling drag queen.

T'Challa's expression suddenly became indescribable.

Although T'Challa knew very well that this feeling similar to heartbeat was only due to the suspension bridge reaction to the opposite sex in times of crisis, he still couldn't restrain himself from recalling the conversation with the peacock before falling asleep.

"It was you who saved me and gave me artificial respiration?"

The peacock nodded indifferently, its beautiful feathers erected high.

He he he he, he even touched the fluffy neck of the other party, as well as the soft little chest - the leopard god testified, it was a peacock!

T'Challa recalled the peacock a few hours ago. The other party said that he would solve the food problem. He said with difficulty: "Did you catch the fish?"

A pair of soft and white female arms easily lifted the big cat that "couldn't believe it but had to believe this cruel fact"—moved a position like a cat, and then picked up the big cat The priestess' gown was draped over him, and carefully tied in a knot. He said as a matter of course, "Of course, you need food."

T'Challa listened to the familiar tone: "..."

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Only T'Challa was embarrassed. Although 23 felt something was wrong, she couldn't tell what went wrong. She watched T'Challa soar to 85, and asked the system with a serious face. But the system is also confused.

T'Challa struggled for the last time. After all, it can be said that he had hallucinations in the state of blood loss when a human being turned into a peacock, but it was unbelievable that a living peacock turned into a beautiful girl. He clenched his palms tightly, Slowly said: "Can you give me one of your feathers? It is really gorgeous, and you saved me in the water. I want to keep it as a souvenir and commemorate our friendship."

He puts accents on "Your Feather" and "Friendship."

One feather can be exchanged for the friendship of a king, and maybe it can also increase the favorability. This deal is really a bargain.

23 took out one of the most perfect peacock feathers, and while praising Black in his consciousness, he handed the feather to T'Challa proudly, and said softly, "My honor."

...a big guy in women's clothing.

T'Challa fully confirms this.

23 was nervous for a second, because the favorability began to fluctuate, but fortunately, the favorability of His Majesty the King stayed steadily at the dividing line of friendship after being in a trance for a while.

The tasker breathed a sigh of relief and did not dare to talk to his new teammate in this weird atmosphere. Fortunately, the new teammate was also in a state of being distracted and traumatized, so although the atmosphere in the cave was silent, it would not let People feel too awkward and uncomfortable.

After 1 minute, T'Challa came back to his senses completely. He slapped his forehead and began to feel ashamed and annoyed by his unnatural attitude when facing the peacock-no matter how the other party decided on his human form, he did not He is qualified to be beaked, not to mention that the peacock saved his life, he should be grateful for this, not be confused.

What's more, he didn't have much time to pay attention to others. If he failed the king's challenge and fell into the waterfall with unknown life and death, his mother and Su Rui would definitely be very worried, and he had to solve this as soon as possible.

23 noticed T'Challa's complex expression of worry and disappointment, and keenly looked a little closer to his eyes. While understanding his experience and emotions, he softly comforted him: "Take care of your body first, your condition Less than half of it has recovered, so I can't leave."

T'Challa knew that what she said was right. Now he couldn't stop Nijadaka who drank the juice of the heart-shaped grass. It was useless to think too much, so he closed his eyes obediently, hiding the firm look in his eyes , Suppressing all thoughts: "Thank you, Peacock."

Then T'Challa gently looked at the oriental beauty who was close at hand and exhaled like blue, and completely corrected his mentality, only regarded the other party as the peacock who loved to be stroked and praised, and thought that he just had a cute male peacock friend , Immediately felt no embarrassment anymore.

He calmly stretched out his hand and scratched 23's jaw.

23:"……"

She got fucked by a cat.

23's expression is a bit complicated, and her intuition is not right, but considering the task of "I raise a black panther in Wakanda" and the cute cat suit of the black panther himself, she softened her heart a little and decided to ignore the weird atmosphere , It is rare to have a similar connivance and pampering psychology for an adult (black) young (color) male (big) sex (cat)-basically equivalent to her watching short-legged African chieftains or Black.

The tasker who thinks he has perfect knowledge of theoretical cat raising removes the cooked grilled fish from the fire, cleans the surface a little, then carefully removes the fish bones, wraps the fish meat on the cleaned plant leaves, and confirms the temperature He handed it to T'Challa after the cat's tongue would not be burned, and said lovingly, "Eat it, it won't be hot anymore."

Apparently he was really raising him as a cat.

And Techara: "..."

This time it was T'Challa's turn to feel that something was wrong.

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But soon, T'Challa discovered what went wrong, because the system actually flew back with a small bag of edible salt in its mouth. Let alone T'Challa, 23 was shocked. If she hadn't seen the packaging bag, she might have I want to say: My Blake is amazing, I thought that drilling wood to make fire was already the limit, but I didn't expect you to make salt.

And T'Challa, who watched the beautiful peacock talking softly and cuddling each other: "..."

Techara was stunned: "!!!!!!"

The elegant and noble beautiful woman like a phoenix caressed the peacock's slender neck tenderly, pampering and smoothing out its gorgeous feathers as a reward, and the peacock changed from being noble and glamorous or elegant and proud in front of him, docile He lowered his proud head and let out an almost lingering melodious cry: "Chi Chi Chi Chi, Chi Chi Chi Chi."

As for the visual sense... like two elegant and noble peacocks, one in human form and one in prototype form, communicating in bird language without hindrance.

Again, there was a buzzing in T'Challa's head, as if something had gotten out of hand, and as if another hundred bees were circling around him, laughing loudly at his overly diffused thinking.

Finally, he said with difficulty: "What's going on?"

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