How does the male protagonist pick up soap through the NP system

Mo Cha's long eyelashes trembled slightly, just like the wings of a butterfly. He resisted the restlessness in his body, looked up at Seger with a stubborn expression, "What qualifications do people who drug others have here? Teach me a lesson, hum, no wonder everyone says wizards don't have a good guy,'

Seger keenly caught a trace of fragility on his face, and then spun around the sensitive part of his fish tail maliciously, "I just kindly wanted to test the efficacy of the medicine for you, but I didn't expect it to be so amazing on you.

Trying medicine on your sister, amazed your sister, Mo Cha, who was struggling to suppress his restlessness, couldn't bear it anymore, and angrily strangled Seger's neck.

Seger just snapped his fingers lightly, and all the strength in Mo Cha's body faded like a tide, and he fell softly into his arms.

"Compared to the sea, I still prefer the land." Seger smiled: "Don't be angry, let's do something fun." Then, he carried Mo Cha to the beach.

After the strength of his body was taken away, Mo Cha leaned into his arms without giving up.As soon as he arrived on the beach, Serge pressed him under him, with a mischievous smile in his dark eyes: "I will love you very much." After finishing speaking, he stuck his fingers into the place behind Mo Cha because The scales slid to reveal the secret hole, and the other hand stroked Mo Cha's half-hard front end.

"Hmm..." Mo Cha let out an unbearable groan (wow) from between his lips and teeth, then gritted his teeth to hold back, and turned his face away in embarrassment.

"The mermaid is indeed very sensitive..." The young wizard seemed to like to see the embarrassment of the mermaid prince very much.

"Shut up!" Mo Cha covered his mouth angrily, "If you want to do it, do it quickly."

"Then respect is worse than obedience." Seger smiled and started vigorously.

His technique was ingenious, and while making Mo Cha enjoy the heavenly pleasure, it also effectively relieved the scorching heat.

"How is it? Is it very comfortable?" Serger asked the people under him how he felt while doing it, and then deliberately increased his movements after speaking.

"You...ah..." Mo Cha was so angry that he couldn't speak, her cheeks were flushed, she was ashamed and angry, but her body's reaction was the most honest. I have to say that the mermaid's body is extraordinarily sensitive. After poking vigorously like this, the body that had vented once felt the sensation again immediately, and he was very greedy for the warm temperature on Segshen's body.

What's wrong with me!As soon as this idea came out, Mo Cha was almost stunned by his broken three views.

"You can be distracted at times like this..." Seger, who was working hard, bit his lips dissatisfied: "Look at me."

Just be a doll j□j...

Mo Cha resigned himself to comfort himself, the body feeling was too much pleasure, he indulged a little, and hugged Seger's neck.

"When I'm awake, I don't want to take the initiative to wrap my tail," Serger was still picky: "Hold tighter."

"Can you not talk?"

"Oh, let's change our posture." Seger bit his earlobe, and said with a chuckle, "How about going to the tree trunk?" Without waiting for Mo Cha to agree, he walked under the tree with the two connected go.

This journey was definitely not short, and the two of them rubbing against each other brought unspeakable excitement to Mo Cha: "Ah! You... Hurry up..." He said through gritted teeth.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be so impatient." Serge laughed happily, and pressed him hard against the tree trunk: "In this case, I can only satisfy you."

What kind of person is he who gets cheap and acts like a good boy!Mo Cha glared at him unhappily, but there was no sign of regret in his heart.The two did it again, and the mermaid's body was so sensitive that Mo Cha almost turned into a pile of spring water, unable to resist Seger's movements.When he was in bliss, he suddenly remembered the lines from a certain classic tertiary movie that he had seen before. At that time, xx raised a pure face and said happily: "Wow, it's a very happy thing, why don't you do it? "

Yes, why not do it?

He raised his head, and from this angle, he could clearly see Seger's handsome and profound face. There was a layer of crystal beads of sweat floating on his forehead, shining brightly under the sunlight.

"Are you dumbfounded?" The corners of Serge's lips rose, and he gave a ruffian smile.

Just like the time when they met and were rescued, Mo Cha clearly felt the beating of his heart.

When the two of them did it again in the dark, it was almost noon, and the direct sunlight at noon made Mo Cha extremely overwhelmed, his mouth was dry, and the silvery white light of the fish tail was also dimmed due to the loss of moisture for too long.

"I'll carry you back into the water," Serge kissed him on the corner of his lips in a good mood: "I don't want you to become a dried fish because of dehydration."

"When did you become so kind?" Mo Cha couldn't help but sarcastically.

"One night husband and wife, one hundred days of grace, have you heard this old saying?" Seger raised the corners of his lips happily, and hugged him.

"Cuckoo..." Mo Cha's stomach growled abruptly.He rubbed his stomach weakly, only then realized that he had been starved to death since the morning, and now he was doing well. After this exhaustion, lack of water and food, he wanted to go to the jungle to catch a pheasant to eat.

Seeing Mo Cha's resentful expression, Seger raised his eyebrows narrowly: "Have you not eaten yet? Do you want to do it again?"

Mo Cha looked at him even more resentfully, and suddenly stretched out his hand: "Hand it over."

"what?"

"Why are you pretending to be stupid? You actually poured me the affection potion! The three conditions mentioned before are all void, and the potion is confiscated. Give it to me!" Mo Cha's throat was a little hoarse, and he said excitedly with his hands on his throat.

It looks aggressive, but inside it is bravado.Serge was not frightened by him: "The potion can be given to you, but are you sure you want to use it? Even if you hug someone else, it will be you who will be lying under you."

"This medicine is random for different people, isn't it what you said?"

Seger handed over the bottle in a dazed manner, and Mo Cha unceremoniously took it away and put it in his coat pocket.

"The potion has nothing to do with the three conditions at all," Seger said with a ruffian smile, "Look, I sacrificed myself to test the efficacy of the potion for you."

What a shame...

"Do you dare to be more shameless!" Mo Cha ignored him with a black line on his face.In the sea, he didn't care about his molesting gaze, washed his body on his own, and returned to the shore.

"Aren't you hungry?" Seger followed him and said, "Don't go back to the sea to eat seafood? Are you feeling reluctant to part with me?"

"I want to eat something cooked." Mo Cha pressed his poor stomach that was so hungry and aching, and didn't care about arguing with him: "If you are so free, why don't you use spells to start a fire, if you have the ability. "

Seger was obviously provoked, and when he chanted the spell, there was a fire in his hand: "How is it?"

"Is it useful for you to hold it in your hand?" Mo Cha pushed him away in disgust: "It won't even make a fire."

The sorcerer Serge, who had rarely shown his spells to others, stood in place, feeling very complicated:  …

Mo Cha was dizzy with hunger, and he knew that he couldn't eat raw seafood directly when he was hungry, so he wanted to find some boiled vegetables or berries that could be eaten raw in the jungle.

Seeing him staggering towards the jungle with his bare slender legs, Serger felt a strange feeling in his heart: "Where are you going?"

"Looking for something to eat." Mo Cha said angrily.

"Well, let me do this little thing." Segra grabbed his hand: "What do you want to eat?"

"Chicken legs!"

"It's not too demanding." Seger chuckled, and suddenly chanted a spell. His hand grabbed it out of thin air, and there was an extra roasted and crispy turkey in his hand.

The chicken seemed to be just out of the oven, exuding a tempting aroma. Mo Cha couldn't help but swallowed, feeling his stomach hurt from hunger.

"How about we go to eat on the grass?" Seger was sure that he couldn't refuse, and took his hand and walked under the tree.

Mo Cha, who was starving and dizzy, just hesitated for a moment, then followed him away.

"Well, it would be even better if it was paired with some red wine." Segara sat him down and concocted a glass of red wine according to the law and held it in his hand.He took a sip, and Mo Cha couldn't wait to tear the chicken legs.

After living for more than [-] years, this is the first time that Mo Cha has been starved like this. He completely ignored his image and ate up two chicken legs. Only then did he realize how embarrassed he looked, and hurriedly looked for grass leaves to wipe Oily mouth.

Serger: "Is this enough?"

Mo Cha pressed his stomach, but said nothing.

"I'm hungry too, give me something to eat." Segra said while holding his hand.

Mo Cha glared at him angrily, but didn't move.

"Are you the one who treats the savior like this?" Seger reminded him with a smile: "This is my first condition."

Mo Cha was so angry and funny that he had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

The other party opened his mouth, "Ah..." in an obvious gesture of waiting to be fed.

"I'm hungry too." Serger said with a wink.

Mo Cha: ...

Although he was speechless, he tore the chicken and threw it into his mouth piece by piece.Serge chewed with satisfaction: "You eat too."

Mo Cha shook his head: "I ate too fast just now, and now I feel nauseous."

"Looks like someone needs some corn chowder." Serger smiled.

Looking at the corn soup that appeared out of nowhere, Mo Cha couldn't hold back his curiosity: "How on earth did you get these things out?"

"It's a little space transfer trick."

"That is to say, in the place where these things were originally, it is equivalent to disappearing out of thin air?"

"uh-huh."

"Aren't those original owners scared to death?"

"Well, it's their honor to serve me." Serge shrugged indifferently: "Honey, are you full?"

Mo Cha nodded.

"Then let's do it again!" Seger hugged him on his lap, stroking his white and smooth thigh with a smile: "Although the fish tail has a special taste, I look forward to your performance like this."