Yuan Feixing was wearing white pants and hugging his arms. On the one hand, he wanted to get closer to keep warm, but on the other hand, he was worried that Song Yu would do something random again. Recently, this person seemed to be a male animal in the romance period. It was really worrying that he would come to him and touch him when he had nothing to do.

Song Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the only white cloth on Yuan Feixing's body. After being wet by the river, it was faintly fleshy and colored, and looked particularly colored and erotic.

Although Yuan Feixing was frozen wood, he did not completely lose consciousness. He felt the light. On his naked skin, the slender vines meandered upwards. The countless tiny fuzz on the surface of the green vine left a subtle touch on his skin. His toes were curled up and he couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"What are you crazy? Put it away." He said tremblingly, but his voice had a different meaning than before.

As soon as the sound came out, the tender green vines paused. Song Yu hugged the man tightly with one hand, and his cold white palm quickly hooked up the edge of the white wet cloth. He said slowly in a silence: "White, I like it very much, too."

Yuan Feixing's blood surged and his face turned red. He said a word, "I'm going to burst out, and I thought to myself that you like Bai too! You pervert! Will I be naked in the future?"

Seeing that his eyebrows were about to stand up, Song Yu immediately chuckled and hugged the person tightly, comforting him and quickly helped him get rid of the cold. In the cold winter, the two of them hugged each other tightly in a small earthen house, and some white mist gradually evaporated around them.

After Yuan Feixing recovered, he took some dry straw and dead branches from the space that had not been processed. After setting up a small fire, Song Yu let go of his arms and dried the clothes of the two. It took him nearly half an hour to recover.

When Yuan Feixing was wearing clothes, he deliberately carried Song Yu and checked the close-fitting pocket of the clothes. He found that Huang Tu was safe and sound, but he was soaked and dried and slightly wrinkled...

At that time, in the turbulent river, he was so nervous that he could only hold Song Yu's waist tightly, forgot to throw this thing away from his pocket. Now he feels very regretful when he thinks about it.

Yuan Feixing stretched out his hand to roast the fire, frowned and said, "I don't know if the people from the God Tower have left..."

Song Yu was holding a slightly thicker branch in his hand and adjusting the fire. The burning flames reflected in his black eyes, and he replied in a deep voice: "Wait a little longer."

The founder and core members of the God Tower are not from the southerners. The main reason why they chose the southern part is that the southern base is the weakest. Nowadays, major bases are unable to take care of themselves when they are difficult to restore production. If the God Tower wants to get a piece of the pie, the southern base is naturally the best breakthrough point. If you occupy the southern part and wait for an opportunity to grow, you will have better luck and will have immeasurable future.

Although the southern base suddenly took action, the Divine Tower could not have been completely unprepared. It was just that Jiang Zichen and the special service team he led were so powerful.

In addition, the cooperation of all the special forces of the base department caused the Divine Tower to suffer an almost devastating blow. The psychics suffered heavy losses and lost Song Yu, a crucial "blood donor", forcing them to disappear and go underground to wait for the old to come back.

After the last time the God Tower was wiped out, the southern base also suffered heavy losses. After lowering the threshold, although the number of senior teams recovered temporarily, their strength was not as good as before. The aid applied for by the central base had not been approved, but the powerful man like Jiang Zichen was sent to the central government in reverse.

Under such circumstances, the God Tower was resurrected from the dead and directly attacked the unguarded special service team. Needless to say, the clear purpose of the God Tower was always staring at the southern base. Even if it was almost destroyed, it could not make them give up. Thinking of this, Song Yu frowned deeply.

It is not difficult to estimate that their next step is to directly attack Huanglong...

The two analyzed it. Since the enemy is the most unpredictable, after the divine tower is evacuated, they will look for it in secret according to the trajectory to find out... When they said this, Yuan Feixing slapped his thigh after realizing it: "Oh no, our double sleeping bag is empty, will there be any problems?"

When Song Yu frowned when he heard this, Yuan Feixing saw his serious expression, his eyes widened and rubbed his hands a little nervous: "They will be more cautious when they see something missing. If we catch up, they would have set up an ambush long ago..." He felt a little regretful. If he had known it, he would have thought of putting away his sleeping bag and taking it away, and making it more difficult for him in vain.

Song Yu looked at him but suddenly curled his lips, reached out to pinch the soft flesh beside Yuan Feixing's cheek, and went up to kiss him quickly: "No, there are two more people in the night watch, just in time to meet the double sleeping bag."

Seeing the curve of his eyes slightly bent, Yuan Feixing thought that Song Yu, the cunning fox, deliberately teased him! He retreated to a safe distance and covered his mouth and nodded: "Just talk when you speak, why bother kissing me if you have nothing to do!"

He also remembered that this time the distance was long and the task was heavy. All the special service teams were dispatched. The necessary supplies for life took up a lot of space. The sleeping bag was bulky and occupied space. In the end, there was no way to bring two people less and prepare to sleep with each other after the night.

Song Yu held Yuan Feixing's wrist and went into his arms, and immediately pressed his nose on his nose, asking hoarsely: "Why can't you kiss? Isn't this what the entire base knows about you?"

Wife, you are so tall!

Yuan Feixing thought of the teasing not long ago, and the black-eyed Ren was not left at all. He struggled for a long time and couldn't escape. The corners of his mouth pursed down: "Gonggugugugugugugu, I'm not."

Song Yu chuckled: "Oh?"

Yuan Feixing was displeased by him so much. Why isn’t I his husband? No, bah, go away with the gay man!

The system was watching the sound of laughter from afar in the temple, and I really scolded myself.

The shoes were still roasting beside the fire, Yuan Feixing's pale soles of his feet were resting on the ground. Although the location where Song Yu chose was not covered with heavy snow, it was also cold and hard dark brown frozen soil.

The white and tender soles nourished by Lingquan appear whiter and more moist against the gray-brown frozen soil. The thin ankles are distinctively skinny, with a special sense of fragility, and are as exquisite as the top bone porcelain.

The tender green vines once again poked out from behind Song Yu, quietly surrounding Yuan Feixing's ankles, hovering up along the nephrite-like skin, and the strands of fluff on the surface of the vine once again sparked trembling.

He kicked his legs and tried to shake off the thin vines, but found that the thing looked slender and fragile. The tender green color always made people feel that it was a new willow branch that broke when it was broken. In fact, it was extremely tough.

Yuan Feixing stared at Song Yu and frowned: "Let go!"

As a result, the green vine had not yet been removed, and another brown vine was added to his waist to tightly shackle him, Yuan Feixing: "..."

Song Yu's dark eyes became darker again. Yuan Feixing suddenly remembered his dream not long ago, and suddenly felt that his body was getting hotter by the fire.

The familiar palm covered his waist and rubbed it gently. Looking at the handsome face getting closer and closer, Yuan Feixing was so nervous that his Adam's apple rolled up, as if the other person in his dream was looking at him with such a gaze.

A panic that is about to come to my mind. The more you panic you are, the more likely you will think randomly. Yuan Feixing believes that something is wrong is Pei Xiner's ancestor.

Since he finished watching the stack of yellow pictures, he felt that something was wrong everywhere. Now he started to dream about spring. The male protagonist in the dream was no one else, but Song Yu who was now in contact with him!

Song Yu nibbled Shangyuan Feixing's jaw and whispered: "If you make me excited, the vines will not be able to hold back."

Yuan Feixing slowly raised a question mark, "Good guy, blame him for being weird? I have never seen such a shameless person, who is so shameless that he can even give him a thunderous ability!

Yuan Feixing leaned back and tried to avoid Song Yufan, biting like a trick: "Are you innocent again?"

Song Yuqing put it closer with a "hmm" and said slowly in a squeaky voice: "You make me interested and excited..."

The cold white fingertips curled up the hem of the clothes, Yuan Feixing's heart beat faster, but unexpectedly, Song Yu's fingertips turned and he quickly pulled out the things in his pocket.

A small pile of wrinkled yellow pictures scattered on Yuan Feixing's chest, and more than 20 positions were clearly displayed from multiple angles. Song Yuming knew the reason for the incident and deliberately teased him: "What is this?"

The bonfire crackled, and the flames pounded, reflecting Yuan Feixing's face dyed with rays of light. He began to vent his anger in his heart. He lowered his eyes to avoid Song Yu's gaze, and said stutteringly: "I don't know what Pei Xiner gave it to me..."

Although he thought this was unreasonable, he hoped that Song Yu would not delve into it further, otherwise the pot of boiling water in his head would be boiled!

Song Yu got one of them casually, which was the most exaggerated posture. The bearer was half kneeling facing the wall. The man behind him nailed him to the wall, so the bearer had no power to fight back, and could only let the other party whip and whip...

Just looking at it makes people feel unbearable shame.

Yuan Feixing glanced at him and felt that the vines attached to his skin began to move slowly again, and he opened his eyes wide: "Can you stop being excited!"

Song Yu picked up another one for him to show and asked in a low voice: "Have you seen all these?"

Yuan Feixing nodded helplessly: "I look at it from a critical perspective, mainly... it's so curious, ah! Don't... Song Yu, you..." Your mother's shopping for groceries is super double!

Song Yu leaned over and pressed against his lips and whispered softly: "I really didn't expect you to know so much, why don't you teach me?"

Yuan Feixing curled his lips in disgust: "You still need to teach me?! You stinky hooligan!" Weiyin changed her tune due to the sudden movement of Vine, "Stop making trouble for Song Yu, it's very itchy...ah!"

The tender vines circled around the soft flesh on the inside of Dayue's retreat. The numbness and itch made him unable to help but twist and avoid, but he could not avoid the other party's harassment at all. His face soon turned red, and his nose was wet and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Song Yu said "I" and bit his ear and asked, "Is it comfortable?"

Yuan Feixing couldn't help but chant and came out. Taking advantage of his chance to let go, Song Yu quickly held his lower lip and pried open the gap between his teeth with the tip of his tongue.

Feeling the wet, soft tongue, allergic to the tip, and sensitive palate, Yuan Feixing's head was blank, and his limbs were stiff and his white instep was also tense, and Song Yu hugged him tightly up and down to find out.

He stared at the whole time, shocked and felt incredible. Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream for a moment, until his cold white palm covered his eyes. Song Yu withdrew a little and turned to lick his lips and petals, leaving him a breath for breath.

When his breath was unblocked, he began to seize and plunder for the second time. Yuan Feixing's world was covered with blackness in his palm, as if there was only a fiery and entangled kiss in the world, with a low, thick, and silent aura with the man.
Chapter completed!