Escape from the Dark Island (14)

Eric's lips curled up with a sweet smile, and those big black eyes stared at Alan closely, full of affection, he was only not much shorter than Alan, but his pale and beautiful face added the thin body, under the background of the two-meter strong man Alan, looked like a bird sitting on the other side, and seemed extremely dependent.

Lying like a baby in Alan's arms, Eric hooked his lips, and the love in his eyes became more intense. He held Alan's arm, and his voice was low and inexplicable, as if with a soft little hook, it scratched the tip of Alan's heart: "Can you feed me or not?"

Alan's indescribably masculine face flushed red at this time, and his muscles were tightly taut in his naked eyes. Then, looking straight at the campfire in front of him, the green pupils reflected the beating flame, which seemed to have fire shining.

The large body touched Eric's back. Alan didn't dare to move. He stiffened his neck and lowered his head to Eric's deep eyes. His eyes met and suddenly moved away. The expression on his face seemed shy and like tangled, he opened his mouth, his face flushed a little bit, and said: "You...you can eat it yourself..."

Eric was startled when he heard the words, the ink-colored pupils flashed with sparkling water. Staring at Alan in a daze, the expression on his face was hurt to the extreme, but he quickly glanced at Alan's eartips that were almost bleeding red.

Alan's heart was emptied by the extremely hurtful eyes, and the arm wrapped around his shoulders subconsciously tightened, and his palm couldn't help but comfortably pressed on his arm, and hurriedly explained: "You are too skinny, you should eat more!"

Those black eyes suddenly lit up, and those eyes scorched on him. Alan could even feel the joy and excitement of Eric suddenly rushing from the abyss to the top. The ear tips of his can't help but become more red.

"You..." The pale little face was suddenly flushed, Eric blushed, lowered his head and bit his lip, as if he was very ashamed of his sudden concern, and said like a mosquito: "You too eat more..."

As he said, he raised his eyes like a little daughter-in-law and quickly glanced at Alan. His eyes were shining, and his face was pink, accompanied by the delicate facial features and the almost shining pink bubbles of love were alluring to the extreme.

Sweeping by that shy gaze, Alan couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart, only to feel that there was something wrong with his body again, and he couldn't help feeling numb under his gaze.

"Eat together..." The flames in his aquamarine eyes jumped more energetic, Alan pursed his lips, he was extremely shy in his heart, but he still managed to hold on to Eric's slender and cold hands slowly.

Just like the opposite Wuluo did to Ye Sinian.

Alan blushed and quickly glanced at the two people who were huddled opposite each other. Something in his heart was slowly sprouting and growing rapidly. He turned his head and looked at Eric, who was holding his red ear quietly back, only to feel that his heart is full of sourness, accompanied by the sweetness that makes the corners of the lips rise so sweet...

Ye Sinian squinted his eyes and calmly looked at the small movements of the two opposing people, watching his own strong cabbage quickly soften in the offensive of someone's sudden change of style. And stupidly stepped into the trap he had prepared for a long time, and he really didn't know what expression to make on his face.

"Teacher praised me for being sweet ~"

Lin Xiaobei's sweet words came to his mind, the corner of Ye Sinian's mouth couldn't help but twitched.

What is this?

Looking old at three?

A handsome face was almost entangled into a big embarrassing character.

Ye Sinian rolled his eyes in his heart, and he was even more heartbroken. He simply stopped looking at the two "shy and tacit understanding, sweet and sour couple",and looked up at Wu Luo behind him.

Those different-colored eyes were illuminated by the fire, and there was a heart-beating light jumping inside. The beautiful facial features were coated with a layer of golden red light, Wu Luo's lips were filled with a gentle smile, and his slender and powerful palms five fingers spread out gently, and he gently combed Ye Sinian's soft hair.

The cool fingertips slowly rubbed his sensitive scalp, and the depression in Ye Sinian's heart was instantly swept away, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, his eyes became more obsessed, and he couldn't help it. Raising his hand to caress Wu Luo's side face, his voice is low:

"What are you thinking about?"

The two people who were feeding each other sweetly on the other side slowed down their movements, and listened to the other side with their ears erected quietly.

If you don't have enough experience, you should study hard.

Wu Luo's lips smiled deeper, his hands kept moving, and he touched the soft hair like he couldn't put it down, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Thinking about you."

The curly eyelashes trembled. Ye Sinian pursed his lips, looking at Wu Luo's eyes full of anger, but the curvature of the corners of his lips increased a bit more.

With a reddened face, Ye Sinian cough, rubbed Wu Luo's side with warm fingers, tried to be serious, and asked, "What do you miss about me?"

"I'm thinking...who are you? Why? I don't remember anything but you? What are those lost memories like?"

Wu Luo brushed over Ye Sinian's hair, there were doubts and incomprehensions in those heterochromatic eyes, but more of annoyance and regret.

Those memories seem to be... very important to you?

Although his long-mutilated heart has been filled with the person in his arms, there are still scar-like gaps in the end, which may not be a big problem, but he does not want to leave troubles and crises at all.

Ye sinian belongs to him. It is now and also in the future. What about the past? In those crippled memories, what kind of existence is he with Ye sinian?

The dark green pupils flashed a dark glow quickly, and the smile on Ye Sinian's lips became extremely expectant for a moment, and his eyebrows trembled lightly. He patted Wu Luo's arm and said: "It's okay, you'll know. I remembered! But...was it you that night?"

"Which night?" Wu Luo clasped Ye Sinian's arm tightly. In the pupils of different colors, the dark golden light circle flashed. It seems that it has eroded inward a bit, he lowered his head and stared at Ye sinian's eyes, his voice seemed to contain a cold chill and a trace of unspeakable jealousy.

The smile on the corner of his lips became a little subtle. Ye Sinian blinked, his brain turned around, and the guess that had been in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

Seemingly comforting but also deliberately stimulating, Ye Sinian raised his chin and gently touched Wu Luo's tight lips, and said:

"It's just a dream."

The soft touch on his lips made Wu Luo's heart tighten. After a few minutes, he relaxed. He held Ye Sinian's back tightly, restrained his whole body with a domineering and powerful posture and strength, and deepened the kiss.

To be honest, the jealousy in his heart was not diminished because it was a dream, but what the truth is, he will dig it out one day! Even in a dream! That is also his own territory!

The two people on the opposite side were shocked by their conversation, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but glance at each other. Their eyes were full of... Is this okay? !

The horrified eyes met in the air, as if touching a higher temperature fire, both of them were stunned, their faces blushed a little, then silently opened their eyes.

At this time, the other party found out that he had stolen his teacher...

It's...

short blowing!

In the early morning of the next day, the cold voice without emotional fluctuations appeared again to tell them the life of a tasker was wiped out.

Unlike the woman who fell asleep peacefully at the beginning, this time the person seemed to have foreseen his fate, standing in the deep pit desperately filling the soil, trying to avoid the attack of the black flame.

Rather than being eroded by flames, he would rather bury himself alive.

But he obviously underestimated the power of this mysterious power.

The weird man waved a dozen, arms covered with bones on his side, frantically filling the pit where he was standing with mud. The bottom of his chest was already buried by the wet barren mud, and his face was half flesh. Half of the black armor, with the movement of the arm waving, the expression of him became more and more ferocious.

When the time came to be obliterated, the huge screen was not visible around him, and the man had no luck with his own destiny in his heart, and his eyes were crazily red.

But after all, it was a step slower.

The man who transformed into the prototype was huge, but in front of the mysterious power, he was like an ant that was slaughtered by others. He was pinched by his shoulders and pulled out of the extremely tightly filled soil with ease.

Don't know if it's deliberately warning the other taskers to stop them from doing such useless struggles. The hardest carapace on the man's shoulders was crushed to pieces, and the entire shoulder was completely deformed.

The black flame hadn't appeared yet, and the task person destined to be obliterated suffered unbearable physical torture.

The silent screams made all the taskers shudder, silently staring at the taskers whose eyes were completely distorted on the screen, feeling that there was a chill in the bones.

The screen finally disappeared, Ye Sinian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark green eyes turned hard.

This sense of deterrence imposed by the world consciousness, even he can only bear it.

Unless...

there is a thought in his heart that is even higher. Ye Sinian's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wu Luo, who was a little pale beside him.

Wu Luo is not a quest person, why does it seem to be more pressured than the pressure he has received...

Moved the hands that interlocked with Ye Sinian's fingers, and the dark golden area in Wu Luo's eyes with different colors expanded a little. A vague idea came to mind, he clenched the hands of Ye Sinian. His heavy eyes looked on the grass where there was small dark red box. His voice was hoarse: "What is inside?"

Alan was comforting Eric, who was pale in his arms, and turned his head when he heard the words and looked at the small box that Ye Sinian brought back.

Eric's eyes flickered, and he squeezed into Alan's arms and looked at him in the same puzzlement.

There are already too many places in this world that are derailed.