The Fallen Merman

"Can I do this, will you feel dirty?" Bai Chunian rubbed his ears and temples.

"Okay." Rimbaud held his cheek and taught him, "Sometimes I say no, you don't have to stop, if I get angry, you can't go away and leave me, come over and hug like this."

"Yeah." Bai Chunian seemed to be greatly encouraged, and his red eyelids moved.

Lan Bo's fish tail is translucent, and when he lifts the fins, he can vaguely see what's inside. Bai Chunian keeps his head down and stares.

It was rare for Rimbaud to feel embarrassed. After living for so many years, he would still be seen as shy by an alpha younger than himself, which was a bit embarrassing.

The alpha time is really too long, and Rimbaud's easy teaching state from the beginning has become a bit unbearable.

But Bai Chunian's learning ability was too strong, and after understanding what Lanbo said by inferences, he was reluctant to continue relying on the mermaid, and gradually Lanbo couldn't control him.

Bai Chunian seemed to be imprisoned by a chain collar, but in fact he was gradually taking the initiative.

Bai Chunian lifted Lan Bo's slender arm, pressed him and turned over, rubbing his lips on the back of his neck, inhaling the light fragrance of his pheromone.

He put his hand on Rimbaud's waist, groping to find the end of the bandage wrapped around his upper body, untied the knot, and loosened the bandage.

Rimbaud grabbed him backhand: "Don't untie it, there is a scar on the back."

"I know, I've seen it." Bai Chunian easily clasped both of his hands in his right hand, and loosened the bandages on his body with his flexible left hand.

Bai Chunian's movements were very gentle, but Lan Bo found that he couldn't break free at all. His strength was as unfathomable as the battle just showed.

Usually Bai Chunian is just used to being suppressed by Rimbaud and likes to surrender to him, but in fact his power is much higher than Rimbaud. However, Bai Chunian kept the cage chain in his hands, so that he could grasp the beginning and end of this passionate love union at any time.

The bandages were scattered on the beach, and Rimbaud showed a back that had not seen the sun for a long time.

His back was full of mottled claw marks. Although the old wounds had healed, the dark red patches left behind could not be removed. The scars formed a grimacing pattern, which was the symbol of exile in the mermaid language.

"You have been wronged." Bai Chunian bowed his head and kissed the back of his neck, "The clansmen misunderstood you, and even I misunderstood you to take revenge on you."

"It's over." Lan Bo raised his head slightly and breathed softly, "You're still young, you can change it."

"I'll help you forget."

"Destroyed with annihilation"

"Use this." Bai Chunian raised his hand and pressed the buckle behind the bite stopper, opened its lock, and removed the cage that bound the animal's teeth and lower jaw, leaving only a collar around his neck.

He held Rimbaud's shoulders, lowered his head, his rough tongue licked Rimbaud's cold white skin, and when Rimbaud couldn't help shaking slightly, he bit his gland in one bite.

The fangs sank into the fragile skin, and a strong brandy pheromone was injected into it, and the intoxicating aroma overflowed and diffused in the surrounding air.

"Uh" Rimbaud's fingertips dipped into the sand, struggling involuntarily, pain and numbness pouring into his limbs at the same time.

Rimbaud's back gradually revealed a fiery red line. As increasing doses of pheromones were injected into the glands, the lines continued to spread, like flowing magma, bright golden flames burning on snow-white skin.

The lines of burning flames connected with each other, gradually forming a male lion mark, covering the entire back, covering up the previously dull grimace scars.

"I marked you. Permanent, indelible." Bai Chunian kissed him excitedly.

The mark left by Bai Chunian was bright in color, and the scarlet red was shimmering 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 afraid in your dreams and your mouth would be hot. I know you don't dislike me, but you are thinking of sad things." A drop hangs on Bai Chunian's fangs. Blood, hugged him tightly from behind, the fiery body temperature wrapped around Rimbaud's body, "Forget 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.

Thanks to a group of good-looking dolphins in the Pacific Ocean, Wang used his body to bestow the news of others, which disturbed the five oceans overnight, and the entire sea clan was overjoyed and overjoyed.

The afternoon sun was blazing and dazzling, Bai Chunian woke up from his deep sleep and raised his arms to block the sun in front of him.

He suddenly woke up, sat up and looked around, and found that there was only a lonely coconut tree beside him, and Rimbaud was not there.

There were some fine scratches left on the bark of the coconut tree. Bai Chunian touched those marks and found that his hands were not the same as before.

I can't say 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, swept his face from the tranquil water, and was stunned.

Bai Chunian has always been in a state where he doesn't feel that he has anything special in his appearance, because his aesthetics and human aesthetics have not been well integrated, and most of the experimental subjects have almost the same type of appearance, so Bai Chunian didn't think there was anything special about him.

But it's different now. Although there are no obvious changes in the facial features, when combined together, even Bai Chunian can see the beauty.

"Ah this. Why." Bai Chunian touched his face, and his bones seemed to be fine-tuned.

He tried to use the j1 ability to temper his bones, and found that his strength seemed to have been purified, and the energy consumed by launching a whole body of bone tempering was only half of the original.

"Where did Rimbaud go?"

He looked around for a long time, suddenly touched the collar on his neck, and was appeased at once, and sat down and waited with peace of mind.

An hour later, Rimbaud broke through the water, shook his wet blonde hair, jumped out of the water and sat on the island.

He had a large scallop under his arm and a large scallop on his shoulder. It took a lot of effort to bring these two big guys up, because the shells were smooth and round, and it was difficult to hold them.

He was shirtless, and the fire-colored lion pattern mark on his back was still shining like a seal carved lava.

Rimbaud made a sharp knife with hydrated steel, skillfully pryed off the edge of the shell, dug out the whole shell and cut it into small pieces.

His waist suddenly tightened, and a pair of strong alpha arms wrapped around him. Bai Chunian stuck him up from behind, held him in the space between his legs, and bowed his head to kiss him on the top.

"I'm cooking, get out of the way, don't make trouble." Rimbaud twisted his tail, scooped some seawater with an empty shell, put it on the hot sand, and drank some salt to eat.

"Well, no, rub." Bai Chunian put his chin on his shoulder, sticking close to him, and muttered in his ear, "Why did you go into the water without clothes on?"

"No one is watching in the sea."

"There are fish to watch, all the fish are watching. You just swam past a turtle, and the old man looked at you several times, fuck." Bai Chunian took out the washed and dried bandage and wrapped it around Lanbo's body. " Put it on quickly, you will get bald and bald later, I bought you so much sunscreen but don't apply it."

"" 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 that were printed with several circles of teeth marks, and kissed him, "Well, let's discuss something with you."

Rimbaud lowered his eyes and smeared the salted juice on the sliced ​​shellfish with a chemical 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 raised the collar on his neck, "Is it useful for you to carry it? If you don't need it, I will put it away for you."

"you like it"

"Hmm."

"Then keep wearing it."

"Give it to me." Bai Chunian became happy. He originally only wore a black pearl on his neck. The material of the collar is Dead Sea heart rock, which is essentially in the form of hydrated steel. After removing the chain, he disconnected from Rimbaud, so the color turned black, which looked like a kind of Crystal clear black steel.

Like a child who received a birthday present, Bai Chunian let go of Lanbo, went to pick up weeds, and started cooking with a lighter.

The two sat on the floating island, one ate a grilled scallop and dipped their legs in the clear water.

There are a lot of colorful fish gathered around the tail of the Rimbaud fish, competing for the blue-light jellyfish produced by the bubbles stirred by the fish tail.

Bai Chunian looked up and saw four coconuts hanging from the towering coconut tree, and muttered, "Look at the ripe coconuts, I'm not as thirsty as I am."

"It's ripe." Rimbaud's scales flashed golden light, and a ripe coconut fell loose, just smashed on the thrown shell, cut a mouth, and could drink it directly.

"Yeah." Bai Chunian picked up the coconut in confusion and poured the sweet juice into his mouth, "It's so sweet, it should be the sweetest of the four."

"Why don't you talk, you're not happy?" Bai Chunian moved 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 eager to find you again."

"It's fine. Anyway, we already have a sample, the one we took in the Triangular Pyramid House before. Just don't let them get it." Bai Chunian stretched and rubbed his hands on Rimbaud's dried blond hair. Knead, "What new ability has come out?"

"Blessed by the koi. Luck will become very good, and I don't need to use it deliberately. This ability will choose the right release time."

Bai Chunian couldn't help laughing: "It goes well with you."

Rimbaud raised the tip of his tail and turned to ask him, "Are we on our honeymoon now?"

"No, you have to travel. And it's a long trip."

"it is good."

The island they are staying on has been floating, and there is no map in their hands. Bai Chunian does not know where they are floating, but the communicator has not been damaged, and they can contact the team members. The team members have returned to the pbb military base. .

After listening to Bi Lanxing's report that they found survivors hidden in the pharmaceutical factory, as well as a large number of people who were bought and sold for live experiments, he ran out the photos and reports overnight and handed them back to the headquarters. Moreover, He So-called led people to capture the experimental body Demon Yin Tianchan who ambushed them. He is currently 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 Lan Bo sitting alone by the water, looking at the boundless sea.

He also sat over and threw a small dry shell into the sea: "What are you thinking?"

Rimbaud stared at the sea level in the distance and said to himself: "I don't agree with human beings calling this planet Earth, only one Pacific Ocean is wider than all the lands combined, obviously there are more seas, at least they should be called sea balls, they are arrogant and arrogant. Arrogant. And it's not peaceful here, the ocean is irritable, and after so long, I'm still not used to the folly and shallowness of humans."

"Stupidity creates disaster." Rimbaud raised his hand to rest on his broad back.

"Forget it, let's go back first."

"Well, wait a minute." Bai Chunian pulled up his hand, lifted the hem of his vest, and held one of Rimbaud's fingers to draw a blue straight line, three centimeters long, on the hip bone.

Immediately afterwards, another stroke was drawn, four centimeters long.

Another stroke, two centimeters long.

Another stroke, three centimeters long.

Rimbaud watched him focus on drawing lines on himself, and asked suspiciously, "Does this have any special meaning?"

"Yes, the number of times I did AI."

"Why not the same length"

"One millimeter is one minute."