lost in the jungle

After waking up, Wen Feng finally regained some strength, pushed away Vikas' arms across his waist, propped up his heavy body, and slowly sat up from the bed.

Gradually waking up to the perception, a strong sense of thirst came from his throat, he squeezed his dry and moulted lips uncomfortably, Wen Feng carefully lifted his foot, and stepped over Vikas beside him.

The injured right arm hangs down weakly, and the long hair gently brushes across Vikas' thick and undulating chest. With a light breath, Wen Feng successfully passed Vikas and moved his body to the side of the bed.

His buttocks slid down with the furry animal skin blanket, his feet stepped on the hard stone slab, fine beads of sweat oozed from his cheeks, Wen Feng supported the cold stone wall with one hand, and walked slowly in the quiet stone house.

The sliding interference of Adam's apple and the body's extreme thirst for water made Wen Feng feel very uncomfortable.

The empty jug has not been filled with clean water for a long time, and the daily drinking water is taken from the large amount of fruits that Vikas brings back every day.

Now that Vikas has lost the ability to move, where can he get clean water, and leaning sideways on the stone door, Wen Feng felt a little restless in his heart.

I still rely too much on Vikas, without Vikas' care, I can't even get the most important clean water.

Leaning close to the stone door, Wen Feng started to apply force, controlling his weak body, trying to push the heavy stone door open.

Maybe there was still some water left on the stove outside the door, Wen Feng secretly thought to himself.

The sound of heavy rubbing between stones resounded in the huge stone house, a bright light came in, and fresh air flowed in through the gaps.

Putting the tip of his nose close to the crack of the door, Wen Feng leaned against the stone door, panting heavily, and there were large black masses floating in front of his eyes.

There were steady footsteps coming from outside the stone gate, and the stone gate behind him was suddenly pulled open.

Wen Feng leaned on the stone wall next to him with one hand, barely steadying himself.

A silver-gray strange beast appeared in front of the stone house. Its tall figure blocked the bright sunlight outside the house. The beast's face was backlit, and its expression could not be seen clearly, with an unknown sense of oppression.

Wen Feng supported the stone wall and unconsciously took two steps back.

The strange beast suddenly bent down, with a pair of wide palms, holding a large bag of green and faint things, bent its knees, and put the things in its hands on the ground neatly.

Breaking away from the pressure of the beast's palm, the wide green branches and leaves spread out, revealing a pile of fresh fruits with dewdrops inside.

Standing in the stone house, Wen Feng stared firmly at the fruit on the ground with his eyes wide open, with a deep longing and a sliver of rationality remaining.

Wen Feng turned his head quickly, looking at Vikas on the big bed.

As far as I know so far, strange beasts have always had a strong purpose in doing things, and a strange beast will never prepare food for another creature for no reason.

Suppressing the deep desire for water in his throat, Wen Feng looked at the only beast he trusted, "Vikas."

Vikas, whose name was called, seemed to have woken up a long time ago. With a pair of huge animal eyes, he looked over clearly, his chest shook, and he uttered a few hoarse words.

The golden animal pupils swept across Wen Feng who was leaning on the stone wall, and some soft fluorescent light appeared in his eyes. Vikas raised his finger and pointed to a large wooden barrel opposite.

The sharp sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and the silver-gray beast didn't say much. It strode into the stone house, lifted the wooden barrel with ease, bent quickly through the stone door, and walked out of the stone house.

This is the deal Vikas made with the clansmen yesterday.

Vikas contributed the birdman he had caught, and through fierce competition, the tribe who finally got the birdman had to take care of their daily life for the past few days until Vikas regained his ability to move.

The silver-gray beast that suddenly appeared left, and the open door was filled with bright light. The black eyes that adapted to the changing light looked at Vikas' dazzling golden-yellow beast eyes, "Is this for us?" ?" Wen Feng swallowed uncomfortablely through his dry throat, and made a final confirmation to Vikas.

With his arms propped on the stone bed, Vikas nodded with his furry animal brain, and his thick Adam's apple rolled up and down. After hesitating for a while, he responded, "...en..." The low-pitched voice was full of magnetism .

Wen Feng, who had already squatted down to pick up the fruit on the ground, raised his head like an electric shock.

"Are you talking to me!?"

There was still dark red blood stains on his fair face, and a pair of beautiful black eyes were staring at Vikas who was opposite him. At this moment, Wen Feng, all the discomforts in his body were forgotten.

The animal's eyes moved down, staggering the gaze with Wen Feng, as if he didn't hear Wen Feng's excited question, with a cold animal face, Vikas bent his arms, and his strong body lay down on the blanket again inside.

Where Wen Feng couldn't see, the animal ears hidden in the curly fur, a suspicious crimson glowed under the fluffy thin fur.

Wen Feng didn't get another response from Vikas. Although Wen Feng felt a little regretful, he was quickly filled with a large bag of water-rich fruits in his hand.

He opened his mouth and bit down a big mouthful of fruit, his blunt teeth pierced into the soft flesh, sweet juice flowed out, filling his dry mouth, Wen Feng's raised corners of his eyes bent down happily, his bulging cheeks, corners of his mouth had Pale pink juice flowed down.

Having lived here for so long, what Wen Feng lacks most now is patience and time. Vikas's response is still in a language he can understand. This is already a leap forward for Wen Feng. up.

Wen Feng felt full after eating a few fruits.

After eating and drinking, his body regained some strength, Wen Feng awkwardly picked up a large pile of fruit left on the ground with one hand, stood up from the stone slab, and walked back to the stone bed.

Sitting on the thick animal skin blanket, Wen Feng took out a fruit with a hard shell, and generously brought it to Vikas' chapped lips, "Do you want to eat one too?"

The beast's eyes were raised, and it glanced at Wen Feng beside him. Vikas, who was paralyzed on the big bed, turned his head shamelessly, avoiding the vegetarian food on his lips.

Unwilling to give up, Wen Feng put the fruit on it again,

"You have to help me make a hole in it if you don't eat it, I can't bite it."

Relying on Vikas's lower body being unable to move, Wen Feng stuck the whole nut shell on Vikas's lips, the plump lips were squeezed out of shape, crooked, matching the expressionless animal face , looks a little funny.

With the corners of his lips raised, Wen Feng did indeed laugh silently, as if he had found a new pleasure, his slender fingers nimbly drove the fruit on his fingertips from the corner of Vikas's left lip to the corner of his right lip, and then Rolled from the corner of the right lip to the corner of the left lip.

Wen Feng bent down and lay on Vikas' generous chest, enjoying himself.

With thick and powerful arms, they lay flat quietly on the animal skin blanket, and with animal eyes glowing with a soft halo, Vikas did not push away Wen Feng who was playing with him.

The light in the stone room suddenly became dim, and Wen Feng, who was lying on Vikas' chest, turned his head in surprise.

The silver-gray beast came in carrying a huge wooden bucket full of clear water, and also carried a prey with fresh blood oozing in its hand.

The bleeding prey was swiftly thrown out by the strange beast, and landed on the side of the stone bed accurately. The black and red blood stained the stone slab under the bed.

Wen Feng looked at the blood splattered everywhere, and frowned unhappily.

Although he didn't want to admit it, subconsciously Wen Feng already regarded this place as his home.

The next time this strange beast reappears, he must rush over immediately, take the things from the strange beast's hand, and reduce the stains in the house, Wen Feng secretly made up his mind in his heart.

The sturdy alien beast rudely lowered the heavy wooden barrel, making a loud noise and splashing water.

The dark silver long tail flicked slowly, and after a brief exchange of glances with Vikas, the strange beast strode away, as if it didn't notice the fragility of dissatisfaction on Vikas's face from the beginning to the end. biology.

Wen Feng, who was ignored again, was in a complicated but calm mood.

Supporting Vikas' undulating warm chest with his open palms, Wen Feng stood up gently, with his back to the stone bed, and unbuttoned his clothes with one hand.

The slipped clothes revealed a body with sexy curves, the trousers were pulled down, and a thin pair of briefs wrapped the upright buttocks, and the flexible waist was twisting. Wen Feng walked slowly to the other side of the stone house. Barrels on one side.

A body of milky white skin full of elasticity, exposed in the air, with conspicuous dark red blood stains winding on the skin, following the movements of the owner of the body, finely divided red powder shakes out, carrying a certain implied temptation.

Vikas behind him, with a pair of fully opened animal eyes, looked at Wen Feng in front of him motionlessly, and there was a dangerous dark light flowing.

The thick Adam's apple rolled up and down, silently swallowing the sudden increase in saliva in the mouth, and Vikas' chest heaving up and down, began to rush at some point, with fragmentary silver lights flickering.

As if he didn't notice the strangeness of Vikas behind him, Wen Feng took off the only pair of black briefs left on his body, and threw it on the stone slab beside him.

With the arched back, it was raised white and greasy, with a round and straight arc, with a faint blush in the middle, Wen Feng turned over and slid into the barrel.

A large piece of clear water gushed out, and Wen Feng's sexy naked body disappeared in front of Vikas.

Hanging his injured arm out of the barrel, Wen Feng turned around, his fair neck leaned back comfortably, raised eyebrows, and showed a seductive smile to Vikas who could not move on the stone bed.

Vikas, who was lying on the big bed, his huge animal eyes turned a deep dark golden color, his thick Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the sound of rough panting echoed in the stone house.

Wen Feng in the wooden barrel felt inexplicably happy.