The female host obviously likes it
Fu Ying's eyes moved as she glanced at him gently, and when she tilted her head, her snow-white neck covered with ambiguous traces was revealed.
"Remember what I said last night?"
Teng frowned: "What did he say? He said that wine is more powerful than spiritual rice, and asked me to drink less..."
Having said that, Teng suddenly came to his senses and stared at Fu Ying.
"Aying means that last night you were planning to..."
Fu Ying's white fingers gently lifted up and stroked Teng's sharp jaw. Where her fingertips passed, a string of ambiguity was brought up. She raised the corners of her eyes slightly, and a soft laugh escaped from her red lips: "Although I didn't make it last night..."
She placed her fingertips on his rolling Adam's apple and felt his rapid tremors.
Fu Ying's tone ended in a playful tone: "So, are you drunk today?"
These words seemed to have triggered some kind of restriction, and the dark green pupils of the beast suddenly shrank into a line.
With a "pop" sound, the oil-paper umbrella in his hand fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the Teng had transformed into a giant python with black scales. Its inky scales shone coldly in the morning light. As its body squirmed, it was full of vigor, as if it could easily crush a mountain.
The snake's tail coiled around Fuying's slender waist tightly, and it wound its way up with her. Ancient trees were towering, and the thick snake's body made a rustling sound as it rubbed against the trunks.
The giant trees have twisted branches and their crowns cover the sky, blocking out even the heavy rain.
Deep in the tree canopy, some small animals sensed the terrifying presence of orcs and fled in panic.
Fu Ying raised the corner of his eyelids slightly, passing over the panicked little beast, and a hint of indifference appeared in his narrow eyes.
Since Buye Hou ran away secretly, he must suffer a little loss and be left alone first. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be like ignoring her warning?
She is not in a hurry.
As for the Teng, there is even less rush.
Fu Ying's fingertips gently stroked the scales of the snake, feeling as cool as jade.
She pressed her face against it, and the warm breath made the cold and slender snake body suddenly tense up, the muscles under the scales trembled slightly, the dark green vertical pupils flashed with a dark bloody light, and the snake's tongue came out lightly, slowly wrapping around her.
His scarlet tongue brushed across her snow-white neck, reached into the loose collar of her clothes, and lightly hooked the bright color.
"Hmm..." Fu Ying's last syllable trembled, a light gasp escaped from his throat, and his fingertips sank into the gaps between the inky scales.
The snake seemed to be bewitched by the soft moan, and the force of its binding became a little stronger.
The scales made a rustling sound, and the snake's tongue became more aggressive. The snake's dark green pupils suddenly enlarged. It tasted it carefully and tilted its head.
He inserted his snake tongue into her slightly open red lips, bringing a sweet taste.
Fu Ying half-closed her eyes and bit the forked tip of his letter.
The slender body of the snake was stretched straight, but its tail passed dangerously, and its cold scales clung to the skin as it swam slowly.
Fu Ying uttered a soft "hmm," released Teng's snake tongue, and asked suspiciously, "You really haven't had any other females?"
Among the beastly husbands, Qinglan is the most innocent. Although Bai Cang is naturally charming, his behavior is very clumsy. As for Ni, he is simply a madman, rushing around recklessly without any skills.
But Teng is different. He is so skilled that he doesn't look like a novice at all.
The snake's tail suddenly tensed up, and he hurriedly explained, "Aying! Apart from you, I've never touched any other females. Really! In the past, I only cared about getting stronger and had no interest in females..."
Teng's voice suddenly fell hoarse: "Later... I only have you, and I only want you."
Fu Ying curled her lips, and gently stroked his tense snake body with her fingertips, caressing his vital point: "Really? You only want me? Then prove it to me--"
"It's...my...female master."
There was a dangerous tenderness in Teng's low voice, and the snake's tail silently wrapped around her ankle and gently pulled it apart.
Fu Ying's breathing stagnated, her nails dug deep into the gaps between his scales, and a blush spread across her cheeks.
She took back what she had just said. This Teng is not honest!
Every time the snake's tongue moved, it aroused subtle tremors. Fu Ying finally couldn't help but raise her snow-white neck. A whimper escaped from her throat, and before the last sound faded away, Teng swallowed her up with a low laugh.
His snake tail had wrapped around her waist at some point, its cold, hard scales clinging to her skin.
After a moment, with a tentative stroking, the fine texture of the scales on it became clearly felt, subtle, cool, yet faintly hot.
Fu Ying blinked and thought to himself: It turns out that it is also covered with scales.
"Madam, are you curious?" Teng noticed Fu Ying's distraction and wrapped his snake tail tighter.
Fu Ying curled her lips and pinched with her fingertips, the touch of scales coming through clearly: "Not honest."
The dark green vertical pupils of the snake shrank slightly, and its tongue gently licked her cochlea.
"The female master obviously likes it very much..."
*
In the evening, this wild romance finally came to an end.
Fu Ying was exhausted and fell asleep curled up among the coiled snake bodies of Teng.
Her fair skin was covered with red marks, and her hair was messily stuck to the side of her neck. The snake's tail gently wrapped her tighter, and used its coiled body to block the night wind for her.
His dark green vertical pupils stared at her, and he gently licked the star pattern on her forehead.
The female star pattern represents the strength of fertility.
His Aying is just a one-star female, but he is not in a hurry. The best thing about the snake clan is to lurk and wait.
One day, his female master will give birth to the best offspring for him.
Teng's vertical pupils were filled with tenderness, and its snake tongue gently traced Fu Ying's sweaty temples and neck.
Suddenly, the scales all over his body suddenly shrank, and his dark green pupils shrank into two dangerous thin lines.
“Hiss—hiss—”
The Teng suddenly arched its upper body, with its triangular head raised high, and its slender snake body stretched into an arc ready to strike. But at this tense moment, it pulled Fu Ying into its arms and protected him firmly in the center of the tail circle.
Ten steps away from the giant tree, the strong smell of wild beasts mixed with the unique musky scent of mating season drifted in with the night wind, and a low-pitched deterrent sound came from the throat of the snake: "Hiss——"
The rainy season is not only the mating season for orcs, but also for wild beasts.
The Teng Snake slightly extended its tongue, and its forked proboscis caught the scent of the air, but suddenly stopped.
He lowered his eyes, and looked at Fu Ying in his arms with his dark green pupils with some solemnity.
She exuded a sweet and warm fragrance all over her body, extremely sweet, like collected honeyed fruit, with a bewitching temptation. This was the unique scent of a female in estrus.
His female mistress...actually went into heat before them.
The sweetness in the air could not be diluted even by heavy rain, making the beasts lurking in the shadows even more restless.
Through the lush branches and leaves, Teng could see under the tree a pair of scarlet animal eyes gleaming with greed, staring tightly at Fu Ying who was locked in his arms. The sound of her heavy breathing mixed with dripping saliva was so clear.
They smelled the sweet scent on her body and the warm fragrance after love.
Wild beasts would often abduct lone females from the tribe and bring them back to their nests.
The beasts have no humanity and are not gentle. They only possess and bite savagely. After venting their anger, their sharp fangs will bite off the females' throats and eat up their broken bodies.
The fangs of the snake appeared silently, and the seven-star pattern on its forehead shone brightly.
His female master is not a prey that anyone can covet!
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