Just when Ling Jie pulled Bing Tong and ran wildly for more than ten minutes, the entire weapons depot exploded with such force that it was even photographed by satellites in space, and a burst of flames reached the sky not far behind.
The two of them didn't even know how far they ran. When they reached the limit of their physical strength, they hid in a small cave next to the stream.
The night is so dark and terrifying,
After such a "race of life and death", their physical strength reached the limit, and they sat leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.
Ling Jie's eyelids couldn't help drooping, but he kept resisting the sleepiness and didn't dare to close his eyes. He could have stayed up for several days and nights, but today due to excessive blood loss and the pain from the strenuous exercise just now, his sperm was sore.
Exhausted both physically and mentally, which leads to drowsiness.
Bingtong, who was curled up in the corner, was completely sleepless at this moment. Bingtong curled up into a ball, folded his arms, and his face was red.
There is a huge temperature difference between day and night in the Golden Triangle rainforest. It is already late at night, and the humid cave seems even colder.
Ling Jie looked to the side, moved his arms, and felt that some of his strength had returned. He gently moved to Bingtong's side, took off his blood-red jacket, and gently put it on Bingtong. At this time, Lingjie could not only make Bingtong
Tong is warmer and can't do much. Although Bingtong is also a warrior, she is a woman after all, and her physique is no different than that of a man.
"Put it on yourself, I'm not cold." Bingtong said.
"I can't help it, I'm too hot and suffocated." Ling Jie said with his lips turning slightly white.
"The temperature in this cave is only around 20 degrees, how can it be hot?" After saying this, Bingtong was about to take off her clothes, because Ling Jie was only wearing a vest at the moment, looking at Ling Jie's skin that was scratched by countless thorns.
, Bingtong had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She could have retreated safely alone, but this man risked his life to save herself, pulling her to run forward desperately to protect herself.
Ling Jie shook his head, grabbed Bingtong's hand and said, "You should take a rest first. We will leave at dawn. We are not far from the Chinese border here."
Bingtong's hand was gently grasped by Ling Jie, and a strange feeling touched her body. She raised her head and glanced at Ling Jie. Bingtong's face was very red at the moment. She didn't know why Bingtong said something that didn't even bother her.
If you feel embarrassed.
"Hold me, okay?" Bingtong blushed and turned her head and said.
"What?" Ling Jie turned his head and saw through the faint moonlight that Bingtong's face was blushing at the moment. He thought Bingtong had a fever or malaria and asked hurriedly: "Bingtong, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Come on, I'll go now."
Carry you away!.”
In the absence of any medical equipment and drugs, it is very scary to suddenly have a fever or contract malaria. The antibiotics you brought have long been lost.
Bingtong blushed, lowered her head and said in a voice like a flying mosquito: "I'm cold, can you hug me?"
Ling Jie leaned over, reached out and touched Bingtong's forehead and said, "Fortunately, I don't have a fever. Are you cold? But we can't light a fire. The natural barrier is our last chance of survival. A fire will expose our position."
Ling Jie frowned and said, lighting a fire now is undoubtedly to tell the enemy his location. After Ling Jie paused for a while, he reached out and took off his last vest.
"No, this is enough." Bingtong saw that Ling Jie was still reluctant to hug her, and she didn't know where she got the courage. She rushed up to him, hugged Ling Jie tightly, and huddled in Ling Jie's arms.
"Oh... that's good" Ling Jie stretched out his hand, not knowing whether to hug Bingtong or how, so he put his hand in the air and put it down to hug Bingtong.
"Are you feeling better?" Ling Jie asked.
"Hold tighter, hold me tighter." Bingtong's body trembled slightly as she was held by Ling Jie. Bingtong, who had never even been in love, seemed to enjoy this feeling, but at this time, Bingtong's whole body was feeling hot.
, the lower body felt sticky and wet. Bingtong, who didn't understand anything about men and women, thought it was because she was too hot and sweating.
Ling Jie followed Bing Tong's instructions and hugged Bing Tong a little tighter. At this moment, Ling Jie could also feel the temperature of Bing Tong's thin clothes. Bing Tong was sitting in Ling Jie's arms, feeling sensual.
Her perfect pink butt just sat on little Lingjie's head. She was alone in the deep mountains and forests. Lingjie was not Liu Xiahui, but under the circumstances, she still had the strength to do it.
Bingtong's eyes became a little blurry. Ling Jie's strong masculine aura made her want to stop. She bit her lips and hugged Ling Jie tightly with both hands, but her lower body rubbed against him involuntarily.
Seeing Bingtong's painful look, Ling Jie's face turned red and he hurriedly asked, "Bingtong, what's wrong with you?"
Bingtong was a little dizzy. She pinched Ling Jie's arms with both hands. Her little face was on fire. She looked at Ling Jie affectionately and said, "I...I...I feel so uncomfortable...!"
Bingtong### was extremely itchy, and the only way to relieve the pain was by rubbing my legs constantly, but the more I rubbed, the stronger the feeling became.
Ling Jie didn't know what was wrong with Bingtong, and it didn't look like he was suffering from malaria symptoms. He hurriedly asked: "Bingtong, what's wrong with you? Just bear with it, okay? We'll go home tomorrow."
Ling Jie put one hand around Bingtong's shoulders and the other gently stroked his back to comfort him, thinking he could help Bingtong relieve his pain.
Such a touch was comforting to Ling Jie, but to Bingtong it seemed like an ambiguous touch.
"Bingtong! I'm Ling Jie!" Ling Jie grabbed Bingtong's arm and shook it. Ling Jie's lower body was about to reach its limit. Ling Jie was not interested in this kind of emotionless sex, and the woman in front of him was
He is his comrade-in-arms. If something happens between the two of them today, what identity will he use to face their relationship in the future?
Bingtong's tears and nose were all flowing out at this moment. Her desire was swollen to the limit. She kept tearing her clothes with her hands. After the clothes on her body were pulled off, the thin chest wrap on her body was as good as the clothes that were already rotten and unseemly.
The bandage was torn off. At this moment, Bingtong's chest was stained with traces of blood, but it still couldn't hide the whiteness of her breasts. After the bandage was torn off, she looked like two rabbits in a cage jumping around.
When he came out, the rabbit, which was bound by its chest, was jumping happily.
Ling Jie took a deep breath. Seeing Bingtong's extremely painful look, he couldn't bear it. He pushed Bingtong over and pressed her under him. He slowly removed his clothes and slowly kissed Bingtong.
, at this moment, he was in a state of confusion. The fire burned even more intensely after being touched like this. He wrapped his hands around Ling Jie's neck and pushed Ling Jie to the ground...
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"Hmm~~" Bingtong snorted softly, and twisted slightly along with Ling Jie's movements.
The two people with their bodies naked were doing the most primitive things in this most primitive forest, completely letting go of everything. The wounds on their bodies were stretched in several places, and they didn't even know it. At this moment, the two of them only knew how to desperately demand and release.