"Can I do this, will you feel dirty?" Bai Chunian rubbed against him.
"Yes." Rimbaud held his cheeks and taught him, "Sometimes I say 'no', you don't have to stop, if I get angry, you can't leave me, come over and hug me like this."
"En." Bai Chunian moved his red eyelids as if greatly encouraged.
Rimbaud's fishtail is translucent, and after removing the fin veil, one can vaguely see what's inside. Bai Chunian stared down at it non-stop.
It was rare for Rimbaud to feel embarrassed. After living for so many years, he would still be shy and embarrassed by an alpha who was younger than himself.
Alpha's time is really too long, and Rimbaud has become somewhat overwhelmed from the state of teaching with ease at the beginning.
Helplessly, Bai Chunian was too good at learning, and after comprehending Rimbaud's words by analogy, he leaned on the mermaid and refused to go on. Gradually, Rimbaud couldn't control him.
Bai Chunian seemed to be imprisoned by the chain collar, but in fact he was gradually gaining the initiative.
Bai Chunian lifted Rimbaud's slender arm, pressed him and turned over, his lips brushed against the back of his neck vaguely, inhaling the light fragrance of his pheromone.
With his hands on Rimbaud's waist, he groped to find the end of the bandage wrapped around his upper body, untied the knot, and loosened the bandage.
Rimbaud grabbed him with his backhand: "Don't untie it, there is a scar on your back."
"I know, I've seen it." Bai Chunian easily held both of his hands in his right hand, and loosened the bandages on his body with his nimble left hand.
Bai Chunian's movements were very gentle, but Rimbaud found that he couldn't break free at all. His strength was as unfathomable as that shown in the battle just now.
Normally, Bai Chunian was just used to being suppressed by Rimbaud and liked to submit to him, but in fact his strength was much higher than that of Rimbaud. However, Bai Chunian left the cage and chain in his hands, allowing him to grasp the beginning and end of this passionate union of love and desire at any time.
The bandages were scattered on the beach, and Rimbaud showed his back which had not seen the sun for a long time.
His back was covered with mottled claw marks. Although the old wounds had healed, the dark red patches left behind could not be removed. The scars formed a grimace pattern, which was a symbol of being exiled in the mermaid language.
"You've been wronged." Bai Chunian lowered his head and kissed him on the back of the neck, "The clansman misunderstood you, even I once misunderstood you and took revenge on you."
"It's over." Lan Bo raised his head slightly and breathed softly, "You are still young, you can change it."
"Let me help you forget."
"Use Annihilation?"
"Use this." Bai Chunian raised his hand and pressed the buckle on the back of the bite stopper, unlocked it, and took off the cage that restrained the animal's teeth and jaw, leaving only a collar around the neck.
He pressed Rimbaud's shoulder, lowered his head, licked Rimbaud's cold white skin red with his rough tongue, and bit his gland when Rimbaud couldn't help trembling slightly.
The fangs sank into the fragile skin, and a strong brandy pheromone was injected into it, and the aroma of intoxicated wine overflowed and diffused in the surrounding air.
"Uh!" Rimbaud's fingertips stuck in the sand, and he struggled involuntarily. Pain and numbness poured into his limbs at the same time.
Rimbaud's back gradually showed a fiery red line. As more and more doses of pheromones were injected into the glands, the lines continued to spread like flowing magma, bright golden flames burning on the snow-white skin.
The lines of burning flames connected with each other, gradually forming a lion mark, covering the entire back, covering up the previous dark grimace scar.
"I marked you. Forever and indelibly." Bai Chunian kissed him excitedly.
The marks left by Bai Chunian are bright in color, the fiery red is shining with gold, as passionate as his love and desire.
"When we slept in the same bed, I hugged you too tightly in the middle of the night. You would be scared in your dreams, and your mouth would be hot. I know you don't dislike me, but remember sad things." Bai Chunian had a drop on his fang. Blood hugged him tightly from behind, and the fiery body temperature wrapped Rimbaud's body, "Forget about the magma, just think I'm hugging you."
A black pearl rolled from the corner of Rimbaud's eye and landed in the sand, and more pearls rustled down.
Thanks to a group of dolphins in the Pacific Ocean, Wang used his body to bestow news on others, which shocked the five oceans overnight.
The afternoon sun was blazing and dazzling, Bai Chunian woke up from a deep sleep, raised his arms to block the sun in front of him.
He woke up suddenly, sat up and looked around, and found that there was only a lonely coconut tree beside him, and Rimbaud was not there.
Some fine scratches were left on the bark of the coconut tree. Bai Chunian touched those marks and found that his hands were not quite the same as before.
I can't tell any specific changes. I feel that the shape of the nails is more slender and the gun calluses on the fingers have disappeared.
He walked to the water's edge, looked at his face from the calm water, and was stunned.
In the past, Bai Chunian had been in a state where he didn't feel that there was anything special about his appearance, because his aesthetics and human aesthetics had not been well integrated, and most of the experimental subjects had almost the same type of appearance, so Bai Chunian didn't feel that there was anything special about him.
But it's different now. Although there is no obvious change in the facial features, they are beautiful even Bai Chunian can see when they are combined together.
"Ah, why." Bai Chunian touched his face, and his bones seemed to have slightly adjusted.
He tried to use the J1 ability bone tempering, and found that his strength seemed to have been purified, and the energy consumed to activate the whole body bone tempering was only half of the original one.
"...Where did Rimbaud go?"
He looked around for a long time, and suddenly touched the collar on his neck, and was suddenly comforted, sat down and waited at ease.
An hour later, Rimbaud broke the water, shook his wet blond hair, jumped out of the water and sat on the island.
He carried a large scallop under his arm and carried a large scallop on his shoulder. It took a lot of effort to lift the two big guys up, because the shell was slippery and round, and it was difficult to hold.
He was bare-chested, and the fire-colored lion pattern mark on his back was still shining, like lava engraved in a seal.
Rimbaud made a sharp knife from hydrated steel, skillfully pried open the edge of the shell, dug out the shell meat and cut it into small pieces.
Suddenly his waist tightened, a pair of strong alpha arms encircled him, Bai Chunian clung to him from behind, hugged him into the gap between his legs, bowed his head and kissed his hair.
"I'm cooking, get out of the way, don't make trouble." Rimbaud twisted his tail, scooped up some seawater with an empty shell, put it on the hot sand, and ate some salt.
"Well, no, rub." Bai Chunian rested his chin on his shoulder, pressed against him stickily, and murmured in his ear, "Why did you go into the water without any clothes on?"
"No one is watching in the sea."
"There are fish to watch, and all the fish are watching. Just now, a sea turtle swam past, and the old man looked at you several times. Fuck." Bai Chunian took out the bandages that had been washed and dried, and wrapped them around Rimbaud's body, " Put it on quickly, you will get bald skin later, I bought you so many sunscreens but don’t apply them.”
"..." Lan Bo pushed away Bai Chunian's face, "You are so clingy today."
"No way." Bai Chunian pressed his lips against the glands on the back of his neck where there were several rings of teeth marks, and kissed him, "Well, I need to discuss something with you."
Rimbaud lowered his eyes and wiped the salt juice out of the sun on the cut shellfish with a hydrating steel knife: "No, you have done it too many times, and it is still swollen and your waist hurts."
"...I didn't do it..."
"what is that?"
"This." Bai Chunian raised his head and lifted the collar around his neck, "Is it useful for you to carry it normally? If you don't need it, I will put it away for you."
"You like it very much?"
"...um."
"Then keep it on."
"Give it to me." Bai Chunian cheered up. He originally only wore a black pearl on his neck. The material of the collar was Dead Sea core rock, and its essence existed in the form of hydrated steel. Crystal clear black steel.
Like a child receiving a birthday present, Bai Chunian let go of Rimbaud, went to pick up weeds, picked up a lighter and lit the fire for cooking.
The two were sitting on the floating island, each eating a grilled scallop with their legs in the clear water.
There are many colorful fish gathered around the tail of Rimbaud's fish, competing for the blue light jellyfish produced by the bubbles produced by the fish's tail, and the fish that swallowed the jellyfish will become extremely bright in color and bigger in size accordingly.
Bai Chunian looked up and saw that there were four coconuts hanging on the towering coconut tree. He muttered, "Do you think the coconut is ripe? I'm so thirsty."
"It's ripe." Rimbaud's scales flashed a golden light, and a ripe coconut loosened and fell, just hitting the discarded shell, cutting a mouthful and drinking it directly.
"Huh?" Bai Chunian picked up the coconut in wonder, and poured the sweet juice into his mouth, "It's so sweet, it should be the sweetest among the four."
"...Why don't you talk, are you unhappy?" Bai Chunian moved over to get closer to him, his ears drooping, as if he had done something wrong.
"HD potion, I ate it." Rimbaud lowered his head and pulled the remaining pieces of meat in the shell, "There are so many of them, and I am in a hurry to find you again."
"It's okay. Anyway, we already have a sample, the one we got at the Pyramid Room before. As long as they don't get it." Bai Chunian stretched his waist, put his hand on Rimbaud's dried blond hair and rubbed it. Rubbing, "What new abilities have you got?"
"Blessing from the koi. Luck will become very good, and I don't need to use it deliberately. This ability will choose the right time to release it."
Bai Chunian suppressed a smile: "It's a good match with you."
Rimbaud raised the tip of his tail and turned to ask him, "Are we on our honeymoon now?"
"... It doesn't count, you have to travel. And it's a long trip."
"good."
The island they stayed on has been drifting, without a map in their hands, and Bai Chunian doesn't know where they have drifted, but the communicator is not damaged, and they can contact the team members, and the team members have returned to the PBB military base .
After listening to Bi Lanxing's report, they found survivors hidden in the pharmaceutical factory, as well as a large number of trafficked people for live experiments. He finished the photos and reports overnight and returned them to the headquarters. What's more, what is so-called led someone to capture alive the experimental body Moyin Tianchan who ambushed them, and he is now being interrogated, and there should be news when he returns.
After contacting the team members, Bai Chunian felt relieved, put down the communicator, and saw Rimbaud sitting alone by the water, looking at the boundless sea.
He also sat down and threw a small dry shell into the sea: "What are you thinking?"
Rimbaud looked at the sea level in the distance and said to himself: "I don't agree with humans calling this planet 'Earth', just one Pacific Ocean is wider than all the land combined, obviously there are more seas, at least it should be called 'Sea Ball', They are arrogant and arrogant. And it is not peaceful here, the ocean is irritable, after so long, I am still not used to the stupidity and shallowness of human beings."
"Stupidity will create disaster." Rimbaud put his hand on his broad back.
"Forget it, let's go back first."
"Well, wait a minute." Bai Chunian took his hand, lifted the hem of his vest, and took Rimbaud's finger to draw a blue straight line at the hip bone, three centimeters long.
Immediately afterwards, another stroke was drawn, four centimeters long.
Another stroke, two centimeters long.
Draw another line, three centimeters long.
Rimbaud watched him focus on drawing lines on himself, and asked suspiciously: "Is there any special meaning to this?"
"Yes, the number of times I did AI."
"Why not the same length?"
"One millimeter is one minute."