As time passed, the scorching heat began to attack my body. The bed board under my back seemed to be no longer a bed board, but a red oven floor. I felt that the water in my body was evaporated bit by bit. Drying, smoke from the pores.
"Water..." I mumbled limply, but my dry throat seemed to be cracked, and I could only make a hoarse hiss. I'm dying. A thought popped up in my chaotic brain, because I really had such a feeling, if no one found out, I might burn even worse like this, maybe I wouldn't die, but my nerves would be damaged as a result.
Trembling, I groped for the bed board under me, trying to stand up, but even my fingers became extremely heavy, and I didn't even have the strength to lift it.
My consciousness struggled groggyly for a while, then sank into the darkness again, completely lost the ability to think, and my body seemed to be rolled up in a huge whirlpool full of hot magma, sinking, sinking, trap…
I don't know how long it took, just when I felt that the moisture in my body was about to burn out, my arm was cold, and a moist and soft object touched my forehead, rubbing it extremely gently, instantly making my head boil Cooled down quite a bit. I didn't have time to think about what it was, and my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't lift it up. I just raised my head like a moose looking for salt, and took a bite of the slippery tongue-like thing, desperately sucking its moisture.
Something covered my mouth lightly, but it didn't stop me from holding on to what was in my mouth. The water swallowed into my mouth has a salty taste of sea water, which makes me feel more thirsty. I stretch my neck to want more, and suddenly I feel the force on my lips increase, and the soft thing in my mouth shrinks out, as if being caught by something. Squeezed hard, and stretched out again.
A cool liquid with a sweet smell dripped into my mouth, and the soft object pried open my lips and teeth, as if it was feeding me. I swallowed like a starving man dying in the desert, with a tiny crack where my tongue reached the tip of the soft object. Ah, this life-saving nectar comes from here. I thought to myself in a daze, it really quenches my thirst, I really want more...
The instinctive strong desire forced me to squeeze out a little strength, and my hands moved horizontally on the bed, groping for something pressing on my head, and immediately my fingers sank into a handful of wet silk thread.
My brain can no longer tell what it is, but tremblingly grabbing the object in my hand, reaching up, I touched a large piece of smooth, tight, bowed object under the silk thread, and pressed it against my body Come down so that I can get the moisture in my mouth more conveniently.
The object was lower and closer, and the wet and cool breath sprinkled on my face. Through my eyelids, I felt a dark shadow looming in front of me, and a ball of cool threads flowed down my hot neck like ice water, bringing an indescribable coolness instantly. Instinctively, I stretched out my hand to hug the large ball of silk thread, and rubbed it against my chest and abdomen, which were both hot, wishing I could be covered by it all over my body.
But when I did this, I clearly felt that there was a foreign body under the abdomen that was getting harder and harder, and it was swelling up straight, making me extremely uncomfortable even through a layer of quilt. I unconsciously let out an uncomfortable hum, but I didn't have the strength, and I didn't bother to move it away, and immersed myself in the coolness that relieved the high fever.
Then, my quilt was lifted, and at that moment, there seemed to be a damp heat flow inside, and I even felt that my legs had been fused by magma, and they no longer existed, until a slippery and long object squeezed into my body On my side, the skin of my legs was covered with that icy temperature, as if I just came back to life.
As if attracted by a magnetic field, I instinctively wrapped my legs around the thing beside me in order to be in contact with it in a larger area. I vaguely felt that it was a pair of tight and strong human legs.
It is difficult to use the brain at this time to think about who this is, and I don't have the heart to think about whether this person is a man or a woman. It seems that everything can be ignored under the torment of the fever. I was just like a fragile young child looking for someone to rely on, groping to lean on that person, and immediately I was clasped by a pair of wet and strong palms on my back, and my whole body was thrown into a firm embrace, with my head tightly Leaning against the pressed chest, her cheek was buried in a large strand of cool hair on the chest.
The rapid and powerful heartbeat in the chest beat rhythmically on the eardrums, which gave me a great sense of security, and the panic and loneliness that had been tortured by the illness faded away, and I hugged the people around me tightly. Tighter.
Ah, this body is like a natural big refrigerator...
I was completely close to this person, but felt that the clothes stuck to my body were so obstructive and uncomfortable, and my hands couldn't help pulling along the hem of the clothes. The hands wrapped around my waist helped me lift up my jacket in time, and stuck it into my back. I tore the clothes in two roughly, and then stripped off my pants. I was finally able to talk to this natural man naked. The refrigerator is huddled together.
The cold permeated every bone and flesh in a large area, and I seemed to feel that the cracks and cracks in my body were gradually being smoothed and healed. However, the object became the biggest obstacle preventing me from falling asleep. I couldn't help but fidgeted and writhed, but I heard a low muffled groan in my ear, and my waist was immediately clasped firmly by the palm, unable to move.
I didn't have any energy to fight against it, so I could only continue to lie limply on my stomach, and the thing under my stomach didn't move. I couldn't fight against the heavy sleepiness, and gradually got used to its existence.
When I was on the verge of falling asleep, I felt my body being hugged and turned over. The cold body was like a water bed under my body. Although it was hard and uncomfortable, I still fell asleep on it. .
In the dream, I seemed to be lying on a small boat, bumping frequently with the wind and waves. I vaguely felt a foreign object under my abdomen rubbing against my belly, which lasted for a long, long time before it stopped. Come down until I am completely sound asleep.
When I regained consciousness again, I was woken up by a strange movement in my calf. There is something cold and slippery around my ankle, patting my calf every now and then, causing waves of itching. Under this kind of harassment, I finally slowly broke away from the heavy drowsiness, and opened my sleepy and swollen eyes.
In front of my eyes was a mass of dark silver hair, against which was a solid chest of a man of ancient porcelain color. My face was buried in the cobweb-like hair. I pulled them away from my face in confusion, raised my eyes to look up, caught off guard and met a pair of dark eyes hidden under the shadow of long eyelashes, and looked at me lazily and comfortably.
My brain exploded like an explosion, and my whole body froze there for a moment.
—Agares, in my bed. And I was naked, not even wearing underwear, lying on top of him.
"Desharow...you...woke up..."
He grinned, his throat vibrated, and he let out a low moan.
No, no, how could this beast... be in my room? ! What happened last night, could it be that I was... again!
I woke up suddenly, and jumped up from him with a swish, but I didn't expect that my calf was still caught by the fish's tail, and my head slammed into intimate contact with the low ceiling in the cabin, and my whole body jumped like a churning trout. Back to Agares. His body was extremely slippery. I frantically swung my arms and legs to prop myself up, but it was like rowing in the mud. Instead of getting up and leaving, my abdomen rubbed against his dormant giant several times while dancing. , When I reacted, I clearly felt that the thing under the scales was about to move, and it would come out of the body at any time.
At this time, Agares was holding one arm in his spare time, admiring my shocked and embarrassing reaction with squinted eyes, deliberately raised his lower abdomen, and the fish tail under his body curved up and touched my buttocks , it's like getting your ass groped by a gay sex monster.
I was so frightened that I rolled directly from the bed to the ground, covering my mouth so as not to scream out loud. I can't scream, I can't let the people on the boat see me sharing a room naked with this beast!
But, I can't let this guy just stay in my room like this, otherwise...
I leaned against the door panel, nervously dragged the chair beside me, aimed at Agares with the four corners, pointed at the round window on the other side (that might be the entrance for him to come in), gritted my teeth and drank in a low voice. : "Get out! Or I'll call them in immediately, I don't think you want to taste the bullet again!"
Agares raised his brows casually, glanced in the direction of the window, seemed to be thinking about what I meant, he raised his finger and gestured for a gun, stared at me with an extremely sinister look, and slowly Shaking his head, like an old ruffian who has no bottom line to cheat, he opened his mouth even more, and then he laughed out loud.
It was the first time I heard such an evil laughter, because it was like a person who was full of intrigue and scheming, but didn't want to be exposed in front of others and suppressed a secret laugh, which made my scalp tingle.
He probably meant that bullets couldn't do anything to him.
How ridiculous it is to use human laws to compete with beasts, but in fact I feel that I can't compete with Agares at all. I was terrified for a while, but on the surface I gritted my teeth and cursed: "Don't be proud, beast! This time it's a real shot!"
"No..." Agares suddenly put away his smile, curled up his long tail, and climbed down from the bed with an arched back. I firmly grasped the chair in my hand, protecting my body like a shield, but I couldn't resist the terrifying force of Agares' arm at all. He grabbed the chair leg and threw it aside easily.
I was leaning against the door panel, and he was shrouded in the shackles of his arms, and the heavy breath with a strong male hormone smell came from my ears: "Desharow...call me Agaras...I am your agaras..."
I turned my head away in shame, and instantly understood the meaning of this mermaid word. This is the same as the gerund in English, which represents both courtship and spouse. Let me call him Agares directly, and what is the difference between responding to his courtship in disguise! This is ridiculous, I will never die like that happened in the lab!
"Never...no!" I squeezed out a syllable between my teeth, my cheeks were extremely hot, but Agares suddenly stretched out a hand to cover my mouth, and leaned against my ear, with a low and hoarse voice, Word by word, the Russian syllables were pronounced slowly and with difficulty: "You... yesterday... took the initiative... to kiss me..."
As if I had been shocked by an electric shock, the vague feelings from last night flooded my mind, and I almost fainted in embarrassment. At this time, someone outside the cabin suddenly screamed: "Look! Come quickly! It's a rescue ship!"