The owner seemed to be asleep, but his sleep was restless.
The bright red lips were slightly opened and closed, and she was breathing through her mouth.
The young man's silver-white eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but leaned forward softly, catching her weak and steady breathing.
Tang Rou fell into a semi-conscious state under the influence of a slight toxin, with a hint of drunken blush on her fair and soft face.
It looks defenseless, weak and soft.
This city is very dangerous for humans, and it makes the jellyfish feel very uneasy that she will expose herself to the outside environment in such a fragile way.
How could a pet owner be injected with toxins?
He was a little angry, but more nervous, so he moved closer.
The thin lips almost touched the tip of her nose.
The jellyfish is not a greedy creature. His only wish was to watch his owner from a distance and stay with her.
As long as he is not expelled, he can always follow her.
He knew that his body was contaminated with poison and could never touch the one he loved, but he just wanted to get close to him like he was possessed.
He wanted to kiss, wanted to touch, and the stolen kiss from the last time was like a curse, imprisoning him, amplifying the greed and possessiveness in his heart.
If they can do it, is it possible that he can do it too?
The owner is so kind to him, so he must also love him.
She smiled at him and touched his umbrella cover.
Sitting under the glass with his back against his breeding barn, reading a book, or sleeping wrapped in a blanket.
To him, this is love.
In the quiet world, the jellyfish boy could only sense Tang Rou's presence. He was carrying a poisonous body, but she held her hand again and again, even through rubber gloves, and said to him, "It doesn't matter, you can control it."
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Can he really control it?
The boy's eyelashes were trembling constantly, as if he was scared or too nervous.
He slowly leaned down, his very light lips touched the tip of her nose, and kissed her carefully, as if touching a snowflake that was about to melt.
It seems to have been done, he thought nervously.
The other hand that was not held gently stroked her hair, and the fingertips were filled with a silky and smooth touch.
The owner cannot bear the thin venom ejected by even one part in a billion cnidocytes, which will cause a fatal blow to her.
But, can he do it?
The boy's arms were placed on both sides of the defenseless Tang Rou's face.
Because she was too nervous, her silver-white hair and eyelashes became increasingly moist and trembled slightly, like two restless butterflies fluttering their wings, trying to break free from the spider's cage.
But the spider seemed to love him.
In a daze, Tang Rou opened her eyes. She couldn't see clearly and met those indigo eyes, feeling confused for a moment.
"Lucy..." She discerned the boy's eyes, swallowed her words, and smiled, "Yue, why aren't you in the sea?"
It's a curse.
A name is the shortest spell in the world.
How could she call him by his name like that?
The young man's chest rose and fell rapidly twice, and he could no longer hold back.
Lowering his head, he piously and carefully pressed his lips to the owner's red and soft lips, pressing them quietly and gently.
...don't push him away.
He begged softly in his heart.
Never push him away.
He just wanted to touch it, just touch it.
Tang Rou did not push him away.
After a brief period of consciousness, she soon fell into coma again.
A slight disappointment welled up in Yue's heart, and then it was filled with happiness. He closed his eyes, imitated her appearance, lay down next to her, put his forehead against her cheek, and pretended to sleep.
This is already very happy.
There were more and more silver-white filaments, occupying the entire tent. They were like soft mist, growing along the ground and cautiously towards the woman's warm skin.
It slowly touched her ankle, continued up her calf, and quietly wrapped around her body, clinging to her skin like a layer of soft and delicate mist, secreting moist moisture.
Yue closed his eyes, imitating the way a human being sleeps, as if none of this was done by him.
Tang Rou felt a little itchy on her cheeks.
He raised his hand and waved, turned over unconsciously, and lay down in a more comfortable position, his cheek vaguely pressed against something.
Soon he fell asleep again.
Drowsy and unconscious.
The boy's eyelashes trembled even more.
His hand was originally held in Tang Rou's palm, but with this movement, his arm ran under her neck. Rou was half curled up, and the two of them were like lovers lying on each other's neck.
The posture was so intimate that the owner almost curled up into his arms.
Yue was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
He had already stopped and didn't dare to move, but now...why did the owner lie in his arms? Why...why did she do this?
She likes him too, right?
This kind of intimate contact was beyond his endurance, it was too fatal.
It is the ultimate torture and the ultimate sweetness.
There are gorgeous fireworks blooming in my mind, without hearing, and a roaring sound in the nerve center that shakes the body and mind.
Under extreme stimulation, he made a major decision.
"..."
The thin lips opened and closed silently, making a vow.
The milky white filaments continued to climb upward, searching and adventuring in detail on her body.
Even touched her lips.
Tang Rou, who had ingested a slight toxin, was as docile as a wounded lamb, without any ability to resist.
Yue stretched out the hand that could still move, touched her slender waist, made a hug-like movement, and hugged her weakly.
Leaning forward, he pressed his thin lips to the tip of her nose again, indulging in the ultimate happiness of this skin-to-skin contact.
He's about to melt.
Turned into water and seeped into her body.
There was more and more water vapor, and fine water droplets appeared on the PVC waterproof fabric inside the tent, but the color was not clear.
Of course that's not water.
The waves were blown by the sea breeze, gently hitting the rocks, and the fine white water spray was pushed up to the beach in a swirl, and then flowed into the gaps between the gravel and disappeared.
The moonlight became gentle and affectionate.
That's an ancient ritual.
Identify a partner, bind a partner, blend in with each other, and reproduce.
After an unknown amount of time, the thin, smoke-like threads finally retreated from Tang Rou's body. She still maintained her sleeping posture, looking defenseless, and her breathing was long and steady.
Had a good dream.
Yue opened her eyes and "watched" her quietly. After a long time, she raised her hand and gently touched her flat belly.
It's almost melting again.
He shyly buried his head in her hair, thinking quietly, would the owner give birth to his child?
The fine eyelashes were trembling slightly, and the young man closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
He has to take good care of her.
He wants to protect her and the child.
…
Lucifer walked very fast, almost running.
He found a human convenience store closest to the beach, took out unopened water from it, glanced at the shelf life Tang Rou had said, frowned and thought for a long time, then found the filter, and tentatively put
Bottled water is filtered in.
During the day, Tang Rou did this before drinking water.
This portable machine can filter harmless water for human consumption.
He didn't stay any longer and hurried back, the corners of his lips curled up, full of expectation and joy.
Unexpectedly, when I came back again, the tent had disappeared, and the beach was covered with silver-white threads, each one carrying terrifying and surging venom.
Corroding everything around him into a hell on earth.
Even the coconut groves more than ten meters away from the beach were withered and rotten, and dead fish and shrimps were floating on the sea water. They had a soft and delicate texture like smoke, but they turned this place into a place of death.
Lucifer's eyes were filled with murderous blood lines, his face was gloomy, and he stepped into the threads.
They are alive and aggressive.
Once Lucifer got close, he would stare at him eagerly and attack him without leaving any gaps.
These threads are like loyal guards, not allowing any creature to destroy this moment, and the toxicity is stimulated to the maximum.
The sea rabbit's eyes were scarlet, and he stepped forward to tear the threads regardless. His skin almost melted, and his whole body became ferocious and terrifying under the violent poison.
The smell of blood flowing from the body attracted the mimic creatures nearby. They were ready to move and wanted to get closer, but in the next second they were killed by the toxins released from the threads, like puddles of soft and smelly asphalt, melting on the beach.