Chapter 1050 In this beast-world novel, the queen's puppy is fierce and ruthless! 42
Chapter 1050 In this beast-world novel, the queen's puppy is fierce and ruthless! 42
The torches shot up high due to the new fuel, casting long shadows of the two people standing at the doorway onto the relatively flat ground.
At this moment, how could Miaomiao possibly notice any flowers falling onto the torch?
She was now being held tightly in Jiao Xi's arms from behind, and she couldn't break free from his embrace at all...
To be honest, it's not him who's scared now, it's her.
It wasn't until the strange aroma of blood wafted through the torchlight and caught her eye that Miaomiao realized that what she saw was Jiaoxi's hand. However, the wound that should have scabbed over had somehow split open, and dark red blood droplets were clearly visible even under the campfire, now winding down the lines of his hand.
It turns out there was actually bleeding?
Miaomiao didn't expect Jiaoxi to deceive her. To put it another way, her preconceived notions made her subconsciously think that Jiaoxi, and even all the beastmen in the beast world, were very simple and honest.
Even those ugly creatures of the python clan, though they always lay in ambush, were honestly full of loopholes in their movements, and Miaomiao didn't think they were smart at all...
So, when Miaomiao looked at her bleeding hand, she had only one feeling: she finally understood why Jiao Xi, despite being the child of the Jiao clan chief, was still able to marry her off.
Is there a developmental defect in him? For example, is he incredibly capable but lacks the ability to sustain his talent?
For example, his defensive capabilities are such that his face is his strongest defense, while his hands and feet are perhaps his weakest.
Otherwise, how can you explain it? Just a few days ago, she punched him in the face. If it were a normal beastman, he would be half-dead, but Jiao Xi's face only swelled up like his buttocks.
By the next day, her face was clean and white again, but the superficial wound on the back of her hand, which seemed dozens of times less severe than before, was slow to heal.
"...So you're actually quite frail."
Just as she discovered that even an extremely strong person had a vulnerable side, Miaomiao's eyes were filled with pity.
Strangely, she wasn't as nervous as before.
"Please sit down. I didn't expect you to be so weak. Does your hand still hurt?"
Miaomiao took Jiaoxi's hand and gently blew on it. At this moment, she realized that the embrace had actually loosened, allowing her to lead him back to sit on the edge of the bed.
"I'll go find some herbs to apply to your face."
After settling Jiao Xi by the bedside, Miao Miao blew on it to help.
"Yes, it was too dark just now, so I couldn't see clearly and that's why I bumped my hand again."
No herbs are needed, just have Wang blow on it for me, and the pain will go away.
Jiao Xi's silver-blue eyes were still faintly visible in the dim environment, filled with his longing for Miao Miao.
"The king's aura is more effective than any spiritual herb."
But as he spoke, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice seemed to be wrapped in a seductive sweetness.
Blow on it again... and it won't hurt anymore.
Miaomiao grabbed his hand and blew on it twice. Whether it was her imagination or not, the back of his hand, which had been bleeding profusely just moments before, had miraculously stopped bleeding. Miaomiao then stopped insisting.
Orcs have a strong self-healing ability and most of them don't actually use those herbs. They only use herbs to save their lives when they encounter large wild beasts and are almost bitten.
"Okay, I'll blow on it for you."
The air was slightly stuffy, and Miaomiao felt as if she were bewitched by beauty, and slowly followed suit and sat down on the bed.
A strange fragrance lingered around her, and Miaomiao felt that the man before her was weak and vulnerable, approaching her with an air of both allure and humility...
She didn't notice when the area outside the once well-ventilated stone house had become quiet, nor did she notice that when the torch at the door burned away the inexplicably fallen dark flowers, the fragrance not only didn't escape but instead swarmed into her stone house.
It was simply because a thin film of water, as thin as a cicada's wing, completely enveloped the stone house...
Miaomiao had no time to think about how things had happened.
She was blowing on Jiao Xi's hand wound, but then his other hand affectionately wrapped around her waist...
"My king, I like you so much."
Jiao Xi's voice was deep and hoarse, with a seductive quality, as he slowly kissed Miao Miao's lips.
The warm lips, carrying the delicate fragrance of dark flowers and Jiao Xi's unique scent, instantly overwhelmed Miao Miao's senses...
A thin film of water, as thin as a cicada's wing, blocked out all sight and sound from the outside world, and the temperature inside the room gradually rose...
On the bed covered with animal hides, Jiao Xi's kisses deepened. His injured hand had stopped bleeding at some point, and he held Miao Miao tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
The animal hide on the bed was soft and warm, and the man before him, Jiao Xi, was handsome and alluring...
Miaomiao, who originally planned to continue her vegetarian diet, did not expect that she would eat meat before even leaving the stone house, and she ate so much that she was stuffed.
And at crucial moments, someone would coax her into saying what he wanted to hear.
.......
"My king, shall we stay together forever?"
"good....."
........
"My king, will you only love me?"
"good....."
......
"My king, can you please only have me?"
.....good"
.......
"My king, I'll give you my heart, okay?"
"Get out of here, is this ever going to end...?"
......
"My king, remember the happiness I gave you..."
"..."
Miao Miao went from initially experiencing joy, to later experiencing a mixture of pain and pleasure, and eventually, she couldn't even lift her paws...
In some ways, this person can be considered exceptionally gifted, especially in this joyful moment, where he is mostly both assertive and humble. Miaomiao doesn't even remember how many times she kicked his face while she was lost in thought.
All I remember is that after the torches went out, the passion inside the room didn't stop. As the sun rose, the passion inside the room intensified...
What a satisfying meat-eating experience! I ate until I was stuffed, I never want to do it again...
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