They have many organs for expressing kisses and love.
Lips are just one of the personifications.
Before Tang Rou could react, she was enveloped in a cold, moist dark green, as if she was drowning in a swamp, even her five senses disappeared.
All I know is that it is cold and gentle.
Inundated with love-filled packages.
He looked even more embarrassed, as if his soul had been drained away.
Alphinaud was so tortured by the immense pleasure that he trembled all over, his hands and feet hanging down as if they had turned into a puddle of water.
The tentacles are also as soft as melted jelly, sticky and spongy.
By the time she was released, no one knew how much time had passed.
It looks like something's not quite right.
He half-opened his eyes, looking a little absent-minded. His dark green pupils were unfocused, and he sat lazily against the wall, not forgetting to hook Tang Rou's legs with his hands to prevent her from leaving.
It's like being immersed in some kind of afterglow and unable to wake up.
The beautiful and strange green eyes seemed to have been washed by water, revealing an astonishing brightness.
The corners of his eyes and the tips of his brows reveal weariness and contentment.
He fluttered his eyelashes, lowered his eyes, and saw Tang Rou.
The owner's black and soft wet hair was stuck to her face, and she was looking at him.
He seemed confused and didn't know what was going on. His round eyes reflected his figure.
Just being looked at by her made Alphinaud feel numb all over.
The young man stared at her intently, his pupils tightened, and the ends of his eyes became increasingly blue, pressed by the fine and slightly drooping eyelashes, they were obscure and ready to go.
Tang Rou came to her senses, realized the danger, grabbed the corner of the table next to her and tried to stand up.
Before he could escape even half a step, he was once again wrapped in dark green, with his cold chest pressed against his warm and slender back.
Tender yet terrifying.
The puppy that has just tasted the sweet taste cannot stop and will not stop.
The soft tentacles with the most delicate nerve distribution wanted to be intimate and rubbed against each other, but Tang Rou grabbed her and pinched her hard.
The whole person is about to melt.
It hurts and...
He took two rapid breaths, opened his moist and confused eyes, and said frankly, "Rou, it feels so comfortable..."
Tang Rou, "Shut up!"
He gently nudged her with his head, "Can you please give her a pinch again? It's really soothing..."
"you shut up!"
Tang Rou collapsed and covered his mouth.
The result was a sticky kiss on the palm of my hand.
The green swamp becomes softer and eroded, sucking out all the oxygen.
The young man is finally content.
Release her from the tentacles.
He lowered his eyes and let Tang Rou go crazy.
Then, he hugged her like an angry cat, hugging her tightly to his chest.
Amidst her series of crazy reproaches, he stretched out his hand and patted her back gently, saying to her, "Be gentle."
I was afraid that she would be tired. Her wrist was so thin that it would break if she exerted too much force.
It’s also fun to be scolded.
It's even more fun to be scratched by her.
No matter what, I'm happy.
Tang Rou's nails were short and blunt, and could not even leave a scratch on the alien creature's tough skin that was different from ordinary people. She collapsed and vented her anger. Even though she had not realized what happened just now, now she saw the abnormal appearance of the octopus,
I almost guessed it.
What did he do!!
But he was irritable, irritable and discouraged.
Because he behaved too well.
Tang Rou reached out and strangled his neck, pinching him hard twice.
The young man immediately pressed close to her and kissed her happily, "Rou, are you willing to pay attention to me?"
See, it’s useless.
His eyes were full of adoration, as if he felt that such a touch was insignificant. In his eyes, Tang Rou's attacks and resistance were like an intimate fight.
Not only did he remain motionless and let her beat him, but he also stared at her with his two beautiful green eyes.
The more I beat him, the happier he seems to be. It's too dangerous.
"You, stay away from me."
Tang Rou stretched out a finger to point at him, but he took it and kissed her.
I don’t know if I learned it from secretly tapping the 6G mobile phone these days to surf the Internet, but I still insist on interlocking with her fingers, showing a happy and shy look, like a primary school chick who has just fallen in love.
Doors, windows, and even ventilation ducts are sealed with dark green, leaving no gaps.
Tang Rou had no place to run even if she wanted to.
She raised her head and looked around with great effort, and followed the ceiling to see the bedroom door. Dark green tentacles were circled layer by layer like a nest, building a tall wall.
Suddenly, I was slapped in the face.
A cold hand held Tang Rou's chin, forcing her to turn back.
"Look at me."
The corners of the young man's eyes and eyebrows were covered with thin and moist blue, and he whispered in an extravagant manner.
"Just look at me."
The two people met each other's eyes.
Tang Rou slowly blinked her eyes, and gently shook a strand of hair hanging on her eyelashes.
Alphinaud was lost in thought.
I don't know how it stimulated him.
The young man who looked so cold and profound rushed over to her, hugged her tightly, nuzzled her, and kissed her hair carefully, "Rourou, Rourou..."
Tang Rou was hit by the sudden weight and her vision went black. She pushed him hard and said, "Are you a dog?"
The young man kissed her face and said happily, "Okay!"
Tang Rou covered her face:??
Does she use the same language system as him?
Why can't you understand what he is saying?
He kissed the back of her hand again, deliberately sucking the small piece of skin with his thin lips, and made a "pop" sound, his two emerald eyes getting brighter and brighter.
It looked like stars were sprinkled on it, looking a little proud.
Tang Rou feels...
Ruined.
She will definitely be struck by lightning.
Will go to hell.
It will be irreversible.
"Do you know what you're doing?"
He licked his lips and spread a layer of moist water on his thin lips.
"of course I know."
His dark green eyes stared at her momentarily, wanting to look into her soul through his eyes, with a sense of extreme aggression.
"Rou, I'm very serious."
Cold fingers pushed aside the strands of hair from Tang Rou's forehead and gently tucked them behind her ears. The fingertips followed the auricle and touched the bitten red earlobe.
"I want to make myself soft."
A low, hoarse voice, extremely gentle.
He no longer wanted to be her experimental subject, nor did he want her to treat him like a child.
He doesn't want to continue suppressing his nature.
I don’t want to just look at her back, I spend my time day after day praying for her to look back at me and show her mercy.
"Let me be soft, okay?"
He wants to take possession of it.
Alphinaud's voice was hoarse, and in his dark green eyes, there was an undercurrent of affection and aggression.
He felt it was not enough.
I also want to be closer to my owners than I am now.
So close to her, yet so far away from her.
He knew that the root cause of these problems was that Tang Rou never treated him as a real member of the opposite sex.
The dark green tentacles slowly closed in, like a hunter closing a net.
"Give me a hug, okay?"
He lowered his eyelashes and suppressed the enthusiasm that he was bound to win. When he raised his head again, he looked cautious and cautious.
Alphinaud learned about a natural phenomenon on land called quicksand on the human network.
It can eat people.
It was also very quiet, making it impossible for people to see or notice the danger. When one foot sank into the sand and started to struggle, he realized that it was too late, and he could only struggle in vain and be swallowed up inch by inch.
"Just like other experimental subjects."
Being too forceful will scare her.
The dark green eyes quickly passed through the mist, becoming soft and pitiful.
"I'm so envious."
He wants to make quicksand.
The extremely helpless tone was layered one after another. The young man closed his eyes tightly, looking embarrassed and fragile, but in fact it was to cover up the possessiveness that was about to be hidden.
Sure enough, the owner looked confused.
He looked irritable and crazy just now, but now his heart has softened, his eyebrows are downcast, and he stretches out his thin and warm arms.
He held him in his arms, rubbed his hair vigorously, and said in a low voice, "What are you feeling wronged about? I am obviously the most pitiful person at the moment, right?"
"soft."
The young man hugged her back and rubbed her hair contentedly.
She is too soft-hearted, so keep an eye on her to avoid being deceived by others.