After lunch time, Snow Wolf reluctantly sent Blue Butterfly to the place where they met outside the tribe.

Snow Wolf looked at the charming little female in front of him, his green wolf eyes full of reluctance, and he made a request,

"Lan Caidi! Can I give you a hug? A hug between friends?"

Lan Caidi looked at Xue Lang's expectant eyes, she smiled and stretched out her arms.

Snow Wolf tentatively moved forward and hugged her gently. He could hear his own strong heartbeat.

He felt that he was completely lost, and he felt a strong heartbeat towards the little female in his arms.

Lan Caidi patted his strong back, and Snow Wolf consciously let go of her, looking lovingly at the little female in front of him.

"Snow Wolf! Thank you for your hospitality! Go back and let's say goodbye! We will use this contact in the future."

Lan Caidi shook the silver horn stone in her hand, waved to Snow Wolf, turned and left.

Snow Wolf watched the little female that made his heartbeat leave, and watched her leaving back without moving for a long time.

Finally he reacted, imitating Lan Caidi's behavior, and waved his hand in the direction she left.

The blue butterfly walked deep into the woods, where Snow Wolf could not see it, and with a thought, returned to the seaside in the eastern part of the Shengshi Continent.

She stood on the pink beach, covering the sun with her hands and looking at the blue sea.

Waves rolled in one after another, hitting the rocks on the shore, and splashing like jade.

On the rocks at his old place, Mandela sat gracefully on the rocks, his huge blue mermaid tail leisurely lapping at the sea water, splashing small pearl-like splashes.

Lan Caidie waved to Mandela, and Mandela looked surprised when he saw the goddess he was waiting for appear. He also waved to Lan Caidie.

He couldn't wait to get ashore, and with a "swish", the beautiful blue fish tail instantly turned into a pair of long white legs.

He wrapped a shark gauze around his waist and walked from the sea to the shore.

In Lan Caidi's eyes, there is a half-naked and beautiful man with blue hair, blue eyes, tight upper body muscle texture, sexy mermaid lines, and an amazing figure.

Like a character from a two-dimensional comic, he walked towards her with long straight white legs.

This beautiful scene is really pleasing to the eye. She is an out-and-out good-looking person. Looking at beautiful men is also a hobby of beauty.

"Lan Caidi! You are finally here. I miss you so much! I have been waiting for you here at noon!"

Mandela narrowed his clear blue eyes and showed a sexy and charming smile, which was very charming.

Why does Lancai Die feel that the Mandela in front of him seems to be more masculine than when he first differentiated into a male?

The corners of her mouth raised, her eyebrows curved, and she smiled playfully.

"Mandela! I'm here for an appointment. Why do I feel that you are more attractive today than yesterday!"

Mandela looked excited after hearing this. He narrowed his charming eyes, leaned close to Lancai Die's ear, and sounded a clear and charming voice,

"Then I am so charming today, did I confuse you, a little female?"

Mandela suddenly came closer and closer to her, forcing her to retreat repeatedly.

She looked up at him, blinking Kazlan's big eyes, when did Mandela become so flirtatious.

When Lan Caidi retreated, she didn't pay attention to her feet at all.

There was a small pit hidden in the pink sand under her feet, and one accidentally fell straight back.

At this moment, a pair of big hands hugged her waist tightly.

Her whole body tilted, and her long black hair fell in the air like a waterfall.

The exquisite and proud figure presents an extremely graceful posture.

Mandela put one of his long, slender hands around her slender waist and leaned forward.

Her long blue hair fluttered on her cheeks, and her blue eyes looked at her lovingly.

This was originally a beautiful scene of a hero saving a beauty, but Mandela's foot slipped in the pink sand under his sole, and the two of them fell straight to the ground.

Just before landing, Mandela turned over with Lan Caidi in his arms and used his body to make a flesh pad for her.

The blue butterfly suddenly lay on top of him, and her pink lips happened to fall on Mandela's sexy and charming lips.

Mandela felt the soft lips on his lips and smelled the sweet smell of the little female on his body. He could not resist the temptation and kissed her gently.

Before Lan Caidi could recover from the shock of falling, Mandela kissed her lips under her.

Mandela fixed her slim waist with one hand and caressed the back of her neck with one hand.

Mandela, who tasted the sweet taste of the female's mouth for the first time, couldn't help himself for a moment. He kissed the little female on his body tenderly and tasted the sweet taste of her mouth.

Lan Caidi tried to stand up with his hands on Mandela's chest, but Mandela's strong arms held his slender waist and held him firmly.

She twisted her body a few times, and her proud figure rubbed against his body, which aroused Mandela's male desire even more.

His kiss became even hotter, as if he was going to burn the little female inside him.

Lan Caidi was breathless from his kiss. Her white and tender hands touched his waist and twisted it hard.

Feeling the pain in his waist, Mandela suddenly came back to his senses and became more awake. He reluctantly let go of the little female's lips.

In his blue eyes, it seemed as if blue flames were about to burst out and burn the beauty beneath him.

He breathed heavily, trying his best to suppress his body's strong reaction.

A hoarse and charming voice sounded,

"Lan Caidian! I like you so much!"

The blue butterfly breathed in the fresh air, and its crystal lips looked more rosy and full.

She stared into Mandela's charming blue eyes and felt something about Mandela underneath her, pressing against her body, and her face suddenly turned crimson.

She gasped, with a coquettish tone in her voice, and spoke to Mandela,

"Mandela! Let me go first! Can we get up first?"

The blue butterfly felt the sweet smell of the little female's breath, hitting his handsome face, and he tried his best to stay awake for the last time.

He let go of the slender hands that were restraining Lan Caidie's thin waist. Lan Caidie was freed, rolled over and rolled directly off Mandela onto the pink beach.

They lay on the pink beach, adjusting their emotions, looking at the few white clouds floating in the blue sky, and listening to the sound of rolling waves.

Mandela stood up sideways and propped his head up on his elbows. His long blue hair was scattered on the pink beach.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his blue eyes were as clear as water, looking at the little female lying next to him.

Looking at her curvy figure and thinking about her soft body that just lay on top of him, I felt a throbbing in my heart.

"Lan Caidi! I want to call you Xiaolan from now on, okay?"

Lan Caidi tilted her head and looked at Mandela, with a light mist in her eyes, and her face was soft and spiritual.

"Okay! Yes!"

Mandela stretched out a slender hand and took her soft little hand,

"Xiaolan! We have kissed, can you accept me?"

Lan Caidi felt a little complicated. She already had eight beast husbands, and she didn't want to accept any more partners at the moment. She just wanted to do her job well.

In her heart, she has not yet accepted the model of one female and many males in this prosperous continent. It is best to let everything take its course.

"Mandrake! Please give me some time to accept, okay? I'm not ready to add more beastmen yet."

Mandela was a little disappointed when he heard Lan Caidi's answer, but he was still very happy.

Just a moment ago, they were kissing each other sweetly, so they would definitely not be too far away from each other in the future.

"Yeah! Okay! Xiaolan! I will wait until the day you agree!"

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