Chapter 214 They soiled our home

Yun Xianghuan pursed his lips angrily, feeling a little resentful all over his body.

The big black panther moved quickly. It ran into the hut, put the little girl's mask on the wooden bed, and then went to pick up the bamboo bucket of water covered by leaves.

It originally wanted to take the fragrant flower liquid from the little girl's bath, but after keenly smelling the unfamiliar and unpleasant invading smell, it gave up taking the bamboo tube.

Wrapping the finger-thick hemp rope on the bamboo bucket with his tail, Drakes placed the bamboo bucket filled with water in front of the little girl, then gently raised an animal paw and placed it on the bamboo bucket, signaling the little girl to use it.

This water.

Yun Xiang was happy to see this, and then saw the concerned and nervous look of the big black-skinned monster. He pursed his cherry-red lips slightly, his eyes couldn't help but be soft, and a wave of warmth flashed through his heart.

She put the bow and arrow on the ground next to her, squatted down, immersed her hands in the water, and rubbed them carefully to clean them.

It is as white and delicate as jade, charming in the water, with the delicate pink of pure desire on the joints. The color of the palms and fingertips is darker, and the water light adheres to it, making it moving, like a clear and shy ice strawberry, which makes people want to

Take a bite.

The big black panther lowered his head, his eyes faintly falling on the little girl's fingers, his eyes filled with warmth.

While Yun Xianghuan was washing her hands, her eyes unconsciously fell to the surrounding area, and she saw that her hut was destroyed and messy one after another.

Her eyes were red, her gaze was tight, her brows were furrowed, and an uncomfortable emotion still spread in her heart.

Perhaps a group of people were attracted by the tiger skin, so the bison leather underneath was spared.

The violent howling wind was like a ghost from the abyss that had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years. The moment it was freed, it kept making creepy whimpering screams, as if venting its pain and issuing heinous curses with evil thoughts.

There was a bit of residual golden and burnt black material overflowing from the bamboo tube, which was crystal clear and sticky. It was her honey jar.

It was thrown under the tree bed and lay alone on the bark.

Because of the cold, Yun Xianghuan subconsciously searched for the source of heat. She rustled around like a cub, confused and persistent. When she touched a piece of plush that exuded a warm body temperature and couldn't put it down, she immediately pressed it against it and covered her face with it.

buried in it.

Yun Xianghuan's chest rose and fell, his mouth was half open, and his breathing was rough and rapid.

Her bamboo tube was tilted this way and that, and one of the lids was open.

Hupi: "..."

Not a single piece of honey was left inside.

She raised her chin slightly and placed the tiger skin heavily back on the wooden couch with her hands, tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.

Because the tiger skin was stained, Yun Xianghuan did not cover it when he slept.

It was extremely hungry and greedy, its empty black eyes were ignited by the strange and cruel green light, and it coveted, plundered, twisted, and went crazy.

Most of the thick tree curtain that protects against the wind at the door of the hut has been cut off, and the remaining small part of the tree curtain hangs on the doorpost, withstanding the intense pressure that exceeds the range of resistance.

Yun Xianghuan's eyes widened and she threw the bamboo tube out of the hut. Then she rubbed her hands hard. If it wasn't enough, she used a rubbing cloth again.

The cloth was a little rough, leaving messy red marks on her hands.

Everything in her breath was a scent that made her feel reassured and obsessed.

Yun Xianghuan's eyes glanced sharply at the bison leather and golden tiger skin on the wooden bed.

Wild and uninhibited hay woody aroma, deep and sexy hormonal aroma.

They invaded, their fingers kept opening, and they were about to entangle her hand at that moment.

Seeing this, the black panther picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, rolled up the bucket and followed the little girl.

Some of the flowers decorated inside the house showed signs of being touched and pulled off.

You can imagine how they were greedily and shamelessly fighting for it. Yun Xianghuan stared at the bamboo tube, and in a trance, he seemed to see dirty and transparent blue-gray hands, full of desire and dissatisfaction, like jagged patterns on the black wall of hell.

Ghost hands are running rampant.

Yun Xianghuan's throat was so congested that she choked with sobs. Her hoarse and low voice was intermittent, "Mr. Drei... Mr. Drex, they, they dirty our home..."

When Yun Xianghuan stepped into the hut, her footsteps paused next to a large handful of tree curtains that had been cut off.

The tiger fur was tangled and messy, and there were obvious patches of black and gray stains in different directions. Some of them could be seen as the shape of handprints.

It stretches out its devilish claws that can cut people with cold blood, and moves freely and evilly through the air, wandering around, constantly looking for prey for it to fill its stomach and enjoy itself.

Today's day is extremely long, and the night falls unexpectedly.

Yun Xianghuan bit her lip hard, and the blood on the deep white teeth turned pale and pale.

The wind blows the tree curtains turbulently, like a long black hair swaying messily, which has a very scary visual effect at night.

After entering the hut, she had a clear view of the furnishings in the hut. Yun Xianghuan was so familiar with her hut that she could tell at a glance if something had been tampered with.

The supplies stacked with melons and fruits were obviously shorter. Even if each of them only took two or three fruits, the combined amount of a group of people would definitely not be much less.

The area around the opening of the bamboo tube was in a mess, and there were still fingerprints scratched with honey syrup, from different people.

Yun Xianghuan curled up on the plush and somewhat rough bison leather, her skin was invaded by the cold, the tiny transparent hairs stood up, stimulating a thin layer of goose bumps, and she shivered slightly.

When the big black-skinned monster came closer, Yun Xianghuan couldn't bear it anymore. He turned around and hugged the big black panther, burying his face in the side of its neck, and couldn't help but feel sad.

Her eyes were wet and hazy, her forehead was red, and her emotional veins showed a sullen outline.

His brows were furrowed tightly, his brows were stained with melancholy, his mouth was slightly depressed, and he slept extremely uneasily.

It rained heavily at night, and the Milky Way poured down, like a waterfall rushing with thousands of tides. It washed through this mysterious, ancient and deep jungle. The water on the earth had no time to be absorbed by the soil and gathered into a stream.

, the water flows and meanders through all the dark corners of the forest, seemingly determined to wash away all the filth in the world.

It exudes the fragrance of flowers and the refreshing taste of wine.

Her hands holding the bamboo tube trembled slightly.

She put down the rubbing cloth and reached out to grab the tiger skin.

The tyrannical hurricane poured into the interior of the hut without restraint.

Shameless, vile, robber!!

After shaking off the water on her hands, Yun Xianghuan stood up. Suddenly she thought of something and immediately walked towards the hut.

Very rich.

Yun Xianghuan seemed to be tipsy due to alcohol, her cheeks were puffed up with powder, and her slightly bulging cheeks moved cutely and contentedly.

The black panther's majestic and long body blocked the direction of the vent...

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Chapter completed!