The Fallen Merman

Bai Chunian didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, he only saw a dark wilderness and dense forest. He was lying on the edge of the stream, half naked, with clothes stacked beside him.

He touched his body, his fingertips resting on the name that Rimbaud engraved on the lower abdomen, the scar representing strong possessiveness was thinly spread on the firm and firm lower abdominal muscles.

He remembered that he was sweating a lot, but now his body was clean, like he had taken a bath, but he only remembered that someone in the dream was gently licking his cheeks, earlobes and hair, the gentle and peaceful pheromones were always by his side, from did not leave.

Bai Chunian sat up and looked around. The mermaid was lying in the stream not far away, lying flat on the pebbles at the bottom of the stream.

There was a barren land nearby, and the place where Rimbaud lay alone was an oasis, with lush green plants and flowers, and cold blue or fiery butterflies fluttering in his hair.

Rimbaud was lying in the stream that only covered his wrists, letting the shallow stream soak his body and wash away the bloodstains on his body. He seemed to have suffered serious trauma. Some of the exposed flesh and bones had not healed yet, and the withered scales had not yet healed. Regrowth covers the wound.

Bai Chunian's knees were weak, he stood up with difficulty, picked up his clothes from the ground, limped over to Lanbo, and squatted beside him to check his injuries.

Some parts of Rimbaud's body are covered with a layer of glass. From the wound, the original coverage should be larger, but most of the glass was torn off by him, and there are still some fragments that could not be torn off. , It is very painful to remove the vitreous, because the vitreous oozes and condenses from the skin under the action of annihilation, and is connected to the skin and flesh. It may take a while to continue to tear, but if it is not torn off, it will continue to tear. to corrode the body.

Bai Chunian looked at his hands, squatted beside him apologetically, scooped water lightly with both hands, poured it on the wounds on Lanbo's body that couldn't be soaked in shallow water, and took off the glass remaining on his body for him.

"I'm sorry, I lost control, and I actually hurt you." Bai Chunian stroked Rimbaud's riddled skin with regret, releasing the highest concentration of soothing pheromones without hesitation. Get up immediately.

Rimbaud closed his eyes, the eyebrows slowly flattened, the pain eased, and he felt a little more comfortable.

"You know, I dreamed of you." Bai Chunian lowered his head and covered the distorted expression of extreme pain on his face with his hands, "

In my dream, you held me all the time. In my dream, I was still very young and depended on you very much. "

"After I left the training base, I tried my best to learn all the culture and habits of human beings. Since I got the first task of the president, I have never missed a beat. I am afraid of making mistakes, afraid that what I have will leave me, and now I am afraid You don't even want me."

"how come"

Lan Bo was lying in the stream, raised a hand between his brows to block the light, opened his eyes with a light smile, and his voice was mellow and gentle: "Everyone doesn't want you, and I won't want you, don't take the king's Commitment is too light, Xiaobai, I always take it seriously."

Bai Chunian put down his hand scooping water and looked at Lan Bo hesitantly: "Why do you speak so smoothly."

Rimbaud supported the pebbles on the bottom of the water with his hands, and sat up slowly from the stream that only covered his insteps.

"I'm full." Rimbaud washed his hands in the stream and tumbled dry.

His behavior and actions are completely out of the sluggishness of the cultivation period, and his gestures are not only mature and stable, but also have a kind of divine dignity that naturally emerges after a long existence in the world.

It is even different from the appearance and temperament that used to be ripened with ac accelerators. This is the real ripening period.

"You made a mess of my bandages, and you kept trying to **** something out of my chest. You forgot." Rimbaud tidied up the bandages wrapped around his upper body, and there were a few scattered hickeys in the gaps of the bandages. It hurts me a lot, but unfortunately I can't produce anything for you to eat."

Bai Chunian pursed his lips stiffly, and his cheeks became hot with a bang.

I've been used to getting along with the brooding fish before, but now I'm squatting shirtless in front of others, I somehow feel a sense of distance, I quickly put on my clothes, as if getting too close will taint the fragrance around him. .

"My dear, you have been holding me since you fell asleep, biting and biting on me. If it wasn't for seeing you crying and crying so pitifully, I would definitely not just take off your shirt." Rimbaud noticed his hesitation and raised his hand. Rubbing in Bai Chunian's hair, he smiled indulgently, "I dote on you too much."

Bai Chunian, however, seemed to be relying on him. He knelt down on the ground with his legs out of strength, hugged Lanbo, hugged him tightly, his eyelids were red, and he asked in a choked voice in his ear: "What should I do, I have been They are all commanders, and people have always asked me what to do, so now, what should I do and where should I go?”

Believers who encounter God will always pour out their confusion to their faith, and he is no exception.

"Those cubs who died in front of me, in my eyes, are just children who haven't grown up yet. Did they die because of me? I never wanted to hurt anyone. In the end, the panic was still caused by me, did I? not fit to live"

"This is my first mission failure, I have never failed, what should I do, I dare not go back."

"Baby, there is nothing wrong with you." Rimbaud wiped his eyes, "It is wrong to blaspheme living beings."

Rimbaud patted him on the back. In fact, he really wanted to tell Bai Chunian that he could take him back to the Caribbean Sea, but the premise was to give up everything here, because if he left now, it would mean that the experimental body would abscond in fear of crime. Can't come back either.

He knew that Bai Chunian couldn't let go of his students, friends, subordinate colleagues, and the president he trusted the most. Even if they did leave this land one day, the biggest possibility would be to be expelled.

Then wait with him until he is expelled. Compared with him, the king's decency is actually not that important.

"My little darling, how can I comfort you." Rimbaud held up his face, leaned to his lips and whispered bewitched, "Come and kiss."

Bai Chunian eagerly covered his lips and kissed him as if seeking comfort, while Lan Bo let him press on him and make trouble.

It wasn't until the lips parted and a silver thread of saliva was drawn that Bai Chunian had the energy to notice that Domino was holding his face, sitting on the canopy of a tree not far away, dangling his tentacles and smiling at them, his inspiration bursting out in his notes. Write down a passionate car scene in this book.

Bai Chunian separated a little distance from him and asked quietly, "Why didn't you remind me of someone nearby?"

Rimbaud gently wiped his lower lip with his ring finger: "That butterfly omega has been following you, I just want him to see how you were kissed by me. Come and explain to me why he smells like you."

"Speaking before, you should have met him, Domino, the writer you met in the Pyramid House."

"Oh" Rimbaud carelessly licked the saliva from his fingertips, "It's fortunate that this is the case, otherwise I'll **** him. Although I'm an omega, the things underneath are not decorations."

Rimbaud has always been adhering to the idea that as long as he **** all his rivals, his backyard will never catch fire.

Bai Chunian covered his mouth.

Domino flapped his virtual wings and landed in front of them, squatted down on his knees, and squinted in front of Rimbaud to ask for credit: "Fortunately I arrived in time, otherwise it would be miserable, the gods are a ninth-level mature body, placed in front of him There are only two paths. If it can evolve into a free body smoothly and slowly, it is invincible. But at this stage, as long as it is stimulated a little, it is likely to directly enter the deterioration stage, the consciousness is uncontrolled, and it destroys and devours everything. My butterfly fantasy saved him."

Rimbaud nodded, spreading his palms.

Domino's red butterfly landed on Rimbaud's fingertips excitedly, waiting for the faint blue light to enter the wing pattern. The sun morpho butterfly, which was originally golden and red and did not have the ability to emit light, showed a fantasy in the night when the afterglow disappeared. blue light.

Domino held his face with joy, his tentacles dangling wildly: "Oh, how embarrassing is this, thank you Wang."

"" Bai Chunian always felt that something was wrong, this butterfly was really dog-legged.

However, it can be understood that not everyone has the opportunity to be blessed by the leader of the sea clan.

"By the way, how did you grow to maturity?" Bai Chunian's doubts have not disappeared, "Did you eat something or say, what did I do when I passed out?"

Rimbaud squeezed his cheek: "No, little darling. It's almost here, and you're good when you sleep."

Rimbaud's hand quietly turned his back behind him and smashed the last blood-red glass ball that he had gathered.

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