That giant bear, I also learned after the fact that its eyes were blinded by the madman before. One man and one bear fought for many years, for the territory, for the food, and finally just to avenge the trouble. The giant bear attacked me, probably because he thought I was a lunatic. Killing me would have done a heavy blow to the lunatic.
Bears are so cunning these days.
That bear is a "bear thing" anyway. The lunatic left its skin. At first I thought it was going to be hung in the hole as a trophy, but later I found out that it was prepared for me.
"For me?"
He has been peeling this skin for a long time, and he has no good tools, so he is very slow to peel it. Sometimes he will sit by the fire and peel it when I sleep.
The lunatic rubbed my head: "It's cold in winter, so keep it warm."
It was for my winter use.
"...Thanks." I touched the silky and thick bear skin. Although the smell was a little heavier, it was a good product for winter in this uninhabited valley.
It's a pity that I can't use it, but it's not a waste for a lunatic to use it.
This isolated deep valley and jungle, I can't stand it after only a few months, I really don't know how a lunatic lives. Perhaps, only a mad person can endure this deep loneliness and loneliness.
Thinking of a madman wrapped in bear skins and staying in a simple cave, the outside of the cave is covered with snow, he has been sitting there alone, going out for food when he is hungry, looking for some wild fruits and game, and if he is lucky, he will have a full meal. , if you are unlucky, you will find nothing, and continue to go back to the cave hungry. The world is so big, but it seems that he is the only one. If I hadn't fallen, maybe no one in this world would know that he is still alive...
Tsk, what are you doing, Han Qingyan? What are you doing
You are the leader of a demon sect, do you think you are a living Bodhisattva who saves sentient beings and saves suffering? Since he has been here for a year, he will be able to stay longer, and he is a lunatic. Does he know what loneliness is? What is loneliness? You find a way out of here, Islam has more important things to do, do you want to bring a lunatic to fight with those righteous people? At least he doesn't have to worry about losing his life here, but he has to worry about following you. I don't know if he lives or not...
"Nah?" A warm big palm suddenly touched my face, I was startled, looked up, and saw the madman's worried eyes.
I twitched the corners of my mouth and pulled out a smile. I didn't know what was going on in my head, and I blurted out, "If you didn't have children, would you still be so nice to me?"
The cave was so quiet that I could even hear my own heartbeat, and the whole person was inexplicably nervous. In fact, I don't know what kind of answer I want to hear from him, but if he can answer that no, I can probably walk easier.
For the first time, I felt so hypocritical that I was on par with the righteous.
He stared at me for a long time, and finally said something, my heart suddenly shook.
"Nan, the most important thing."
At that moment, I couldn't tell what I felt in my heart. I always felt a little bit up, some sour, and a little bit painful, funny... and absurd.
Regardless of other things, this is a pretty decent sentence anyway.
However, when I thought about the people and things outside the valley, and that so many church members were still waiting for me to go back and preside over the overall situation, this melancholy was fleeting.
After all, I'm different from him. If it didn't fall off the cliff, it would be a stranger.
Now even if you have a skin-to-skin relationship, you don't have to be entangled for a lifetime.
The bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, I will be my leader, and he will be his madman. This is the best ending.
Just before I go... I still have one thing to do.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and hung on him: "Crazy man, do you want it?" I gently pressed my knee against his lower abdomen with a strong hint of meaning.
He grabbed my leg, and his voice was as serious as he tried to maintain: "No, it will hurt, child."
I squinted my eyes, thinking that even if you fucked me through, the child wouldn't fall off, but on my face you were still trying to coax him.
"This month is enough, if it doesn't hurt, it's just one night tonight," I pulled his neck down, put my lips on his ears, stuck out my tongue and licked it sticky, "Okay, okay? ?"
I rarely give in to a lunatic, let alone take the initiative to seek pleasure. He usually rubs against me every night to vent even if he doesn't fuck me. How can I bear such a temptation, he pressed me on the bearskin as soon as he gasped hard. .
Under the body is thick fur, which is much more comfortable than the cushions spread by blades of grass. I was crushed by him like a woman, so I shouldn't be happy, but at that moment I really let out a sigh of relief.
In the end, being a "husband and wife" can be regarded as repaying his love for these days.
He kissed my ankle and kissed all the way to the inner thigh. Now that I'm healed, I'm fine in any position, so I just let him toss.
The lunatic acted eagerly but not rudely. He was covering my stomach everywhere, and he still seemed to care about his "little brat".
When he entered my body, there was a slight tingling sensation in the back acupuncture because of the long vacancy, but it was not obvious. He waited for a while, and when he saw my brows loosened, he began to thrust lightly.
Probably still afraid of hurting me, his movements were very gentle, powerful but too well-behaved, which made me a little uncomfortable. Getting used to his rhythm like a storm, this feeling of hanging in the air made my toes start to panic.
"You... hurry up... ah..." I curled my toes, my back pussy shrunk spontaneously.
The lunatic grabbed my waist and wouldn't let me move. I groaned and twisted my upper body, trying to get rid of the grinding pleasure to the top.
The lunatic probably couldn't help it after a long time, so he leaned over and grabbed my nipple and kept sucking and sucking, and the lower body began to thrust steadily and firmly.
"Ha ah... ah..." It was like hitting directly on the source of my joy, making me unable to hold myself back, my fingers digging deep into the fur, my legs tightly twisting the madman's waist, and after a while, I was trembling and venting. body.
I slumped down on the mat, my thighs twitching slightly, and I didn't make a sound for a long time.
The lunatic did it twice that night with restraint, then simply cleaned up for me and then hugged me to sleep.
In the early morning of the next day, before the light was fully lit, the madman went out to look for food. I knew that he would not be back in a short time, so I took the spear he made for me and a few wild fruits and was ready to leave.
Before I left I came to the enclosure where the doe was kept.
"I said I'd let you go before I left, but now that meat is getting harder and harder to find, it's a pity to let you go." The doe stared at me unconsciously with her big eyes blinking, "otherwise you'll stay. Well, seeing that you are so fat, you will be eaten by other beasts when you go out, so it is better to be eaten by lunatics."
Seeing that it had no objection, I rewarded it with satisfaction, patted its butt, stood up, and left without looking back.
At the entrance of the cave, I stared for a while in the direction the madman had left, and then left in the opposite direction.