[Di Qiao whistles to] Formal marriage

21.

Natural hot springs, surrounded by hot and humid mist.A few people soaked in the hot spring, chatted softly, and occasionally clinked glasses to drink.

Jonathan, who had closed his eyes and meditated, felt faintly dizzy.Guessing that it was uncomfortable after soaking for a long time, Jonathan slowly stepped out of the soup pool.

"what happened?"

Jonathan rubbed his temples, and said to Dio, "My head hurts, I'll go over there and rest for a while."

Dio nodded to show that he understood.He watched Jonathan walk to the lounge, and the lion world suddenly appeared, trotting behind Jonathan.

Katz sneered: "You are too strict with your wife, aren't you?"

Dio was noncommittal and did not answer Katz.

The guide sat on a chair and drank his tea slowly.Seeing the world follow, Jonathan laughed and let Danny out to play with the lion.

Danny is a lazy rabbit, he just wants to find a comfortable place to daze in a warm environment.Danny hopped on the wicker chair and rolled himself into a fluffy ball.The lion followed the rabbit, and he was squatting on the ground, the angle of view was just at the same level as Danny, the lion looked at the rabbit, and the rabbit looked at the lion.It's a bit of a quiet time.

The two spiritual bodies looked at each other affectionately, looking warm and funny.If it wasn't for the fact that the camera couldn't capture the spiritual body, Jonathan even wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone and send it to Dior.

Jonathan sat quietly for a while, and the headache didn't dissipate, but intensified instead.The guide slowly pressed his temples, and the originally peaceful mental realm fell into a slight confusion. He gasped in panic—it seemed that the combination fever was coming, but the medicine hadn't been bought yet, what should I do...

The world looked at the restless rabbit and vaguely smelled the aroma of Darjeeling tea. He looked back thoughtfully at the guide who was panting in a low voice.The lion tentatively licked Danny's buttocks.Sensing the scent of the Sentinel's spiritual body, Danny rubbed it sticky, sticking out his little pink tongue to lick the lion's mane.

Dior received two messages in his mental domain, one from his own spiritual body: "He has developed a bond fever."

Another, almost to the Sentinel's delight, was called to him by his guide for help.The guide said, "Come and help me..."

Under the puzzled eyes of all his friends, Dior rushed from the pool into the lounge happily.

Diablo opened his mouth and turned to ask the others: "What is he going to do? He found out that he won the lottery?"

Katz took a deep breath and exaggeratedly smelled the air: "Hey, do you smell a fragrance?"

"It seems that... some guide combined with heat." Dobio said.

Several people looked at each other.

Yoshikage Kira interrupted the silence: "The two of them won't be there, so let's do it."

22.

Dior rushed into the lounge, and the room was filled with the smell of tea.He saw the guide lying on the table with a flushed face and taking a deep breath, and the two spirit bodies who had hugged each other and rubbed back and forth.

The sentinel walked quickly to Jonathan and patted him: "Jojo?"

The guide looked up at him, his eyes filled with physical tears.He leaned his head against Dio's arm and begged him, "Join me spiritually, please—"

90.00% Nine's fit, the combination heat of the guide also disturbed the sentinel.Dio resisted the desire to combine with the guide on the spot, and reached out to touch his hot face.Coaxing the guide who had lost his mind: "Let's go back to the room and talk about it."

"Okay..." Combined with the catalysis of heat, the guide was obedient to the sentinel, and the guide stood up tremblingly like a newborn deer, leaning on the sentinel.

Dio helped Jonathan back to the room. Along the way, the powerful sentinel kept releasing mental pressure, warning the sentinel who followed the guide to hunt the guide, like a lion occupying the territory.Even ordinary people were affected by the Sentinel. The strong coercion of the Sentinel made them lower their heads and dare not look at the pair of Sentinel guides. They only murmured in their hearts that the Sentinel was too possessive.

The sentinel put the guide on the bed, turned around and closed the door with the last of his patience.Turning around, he saw that the guide had already started to tear off the bathrobe on his body but couldn't get it right.He exposed half of his chest, and his legs rubbed against each other.

"Hmm...so hot..."

Dio's eyes darkened, he took off his bathrobe and threw it on the ground.He approached the guide on the bed naked and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiao Qiao, let me take it off for you."

……

The sentinel took a deep breath on the guide's neck, and the pain brought Jonathan back to his senses. He pushed away Dio who was carelessly kissing his neck: "It's not that... spiritual union."

"Yeah." The sentinel rubbed his hands on the guide's waist and kissed the guide's chest all the way: "Let's charge a little interest first."

The guide, who was made less intelligent by the combination fever, indulged the movement of the sentinel: "Okay..."

"Hmm! You can't lick there... also! You can't bite... lightly woo..."

……

Jonathan struggled slightly under Dio: "What are you doing..."

The sentinel touched the guide's lower body, it was muddy and looked ready to be entered at any time.Dio bowed his head and kissed Jonathan, his tongue flicking wantonly made the guide breathless.

"Jojo, look at me."

"Ok?"

Guji Guji Puchi Chi Chi Chi Chi...

"...Go out woo..."

……

Jonathan was carried by Dior to the very comfortable sofa.The sentry kept moving, biting the guide's ear and saying, "I wanted to do this the first time I saw this sofa."

The guide had no time to answer, he was so pressed that he couldn't speak, he could only open his mouth to pant.The saliva dripping from the guide's mouth, the tears falling on the guide's face, and the liquid that slid down the guide's legs left dark marks on the sofa.

I don't know how long it took, but the combination heat seemed to gradually dissipate.The guide regained consciousness. At this moment, he was pressed by the man on the sofa, and there were endless collisions underneath. A strange feeling ran through his body like an electric current.

The deal is done.Jonathan thought, let's finish it first.He put his arms around Dio.

The sentinel who got the response excitedly kissed the guide, and the frequency and intensity of the movements became stronger...

……

Jonathan: ...the Sentinel has no end.

Seeing that the sentry who had just been released seemed to want to continue, the guide used all his strength to push away the chest that was pressing up again. "Dior, please stop!" The seemingly fierce words were uttered from the guide who had just experienced physical union, like coquetry and reproach.

Dio was not annoyed at being rejected, after all he had eaten the guide inside and out. "Listen to you." He lazily turned over and lay beside Jonathan, and couldn't help but turn sideways to kiss the guide who was already his own.

The thin and dense kisses were lightly brushed on the face, as if it was not enough, Dio reached out and pulled Jonathan into his arms, the two sweaty bodies seemed to be stuck together.Like a satiated lion, Dio took a deep breath on his prey and let it out with a sigh.

In the room full of wizardry and the smell of doing that kind of thing, it was very quiet, only the breathing of the two people.The guide didn't have the energy to speak, but the sentinel suddenly said, "Jojo."

"Ah."

"How many children do we want?"

"..." Jonathan didn't know how to answer Dio's words. If his arms hadn't been on the ground for too long just now and he didn't have the strength, he even wanted to slap the sentry.

"Isn't it a little early to talk about children?" The guide thought for a while, then answered the sentry in as calm a tone as possible.

Dio nodded, thinking that what Jonathan said was very reasonable, they should enjoy the two-person world together for a few years first.Dio sat up: "Jojo, let me help you take a bath first."

The guide stood up with the strength of the sentinel, and the white turbid liquid slowly flowed out from the heels of his legs.

Jonathan: "...Dio, did you not wear a condom just now?"

"...It seems to be..." The answer was very guilty.

Then, Jonathan thought to himself: Is there a few tenths of a percent of luck for myself not to get pregnant?