This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet - Chapter 91

You can say anything is bad about a man, but you can’t say he can’t.

The expression of the mummy was too obvious. Zongyuan was still thinking about doing it before. Now he felt that if he let the mummy go, he would not be a man.

Zong Yuan raised his chin toward the house in front of him, and said domineeringly: “Go! I sleep with you for three days and three nights!”

What arousing. Affection, toxicity, mummies, Yuan brother tells you, these are not needed, your Yuan brother can still bring you to the sky.

The mummy is really a magical species. At least Zongyuan’s mummy is amazing. The bandage was torn off by Zongyuan and himself. The content in the bandage is very satisfying and great.

The skin is still very elastic, and Zong Yuan can feel the softness of the mummy when he presses the mummy against the wall.

It’s also very environmentally friendly, so I absorb it by myself and won’t waste water at all (smile).

The mummified black silk hair sticks to his face, his green eyes are squinted obsessively, his hands are holding Zong Yuan, his whole body is wrapped around Zong Yuan, and he said intermittently, “Why, why are you so experienced… “

The voice was very nice and sexy, but Zong Yuan was cold behind his back.

He said: “Of course it was trained on you.”

His brain can’t remember, but his body naturally remembers every sensitive area on the mummy. He likes to die the small black spots on his butt. As long as he touches it, the mummy will not feel like a mummy. That’s it.

The night passed quickly.

Ramagi people are accustomed to getting up early, Larry prepares food early, Irene volunteered to call Zongyuan, “Brother, wait for me!”

Larry looked at Irene’s back and sighed, “Eileen…” This girl is good at everything, but too stubborn. Larry also understands what she thinks in her heart. Zong is a good man, and people will always have no master. I want to take it for myself, alas, if it weren’t for DuPont’s accident, maybe Zong would really become his brother-in-law.

What a pity.

Irene ran to Zong Yuan’s residence. The man in black knew very well that the only single residence on the bank where Ramagi lived was given to Zong Yuan. Irene knocked on the door, “Zong, eat!”

No one answered her. Irene didn’t know what her psychology was. She opened the door quietly, and the wooden door that had fallen into disrepair made a sound. Irene’s heart was beating, “Zong–?”

no one.

The mummy overestimated himself. He had never experienced passion and desire. Like 0046, he believed that only physical strength was spent, so he was disappointed in his heart. Now that he persisted all night, his energy was already very low, and he has been flying in the clouds. The feeling of is also very exhausting. When the sun shines through the door in the early morning, the mummy pushes Zongyuan weakly, “It’s dawn.”

Zong Yuan was still thinking about “three days and three nights”, how could he not lose his masculine dignity, he turned the overturned mummy again, “knowing that you are not happy enough, it is still early.”

The mummy’s face is gone, “Enough!”

Zong Yuan asked slowly, “Is it cool enough?”

The mummy nodded quickly and suddenly hit a full hiccup. He covered his mouth and said vaguely, “I’m full.”

His other hand was hanging down on the bed, very weak, his fingers were long and pale, and there were shallow teeth marks on it. Zong Yuan grabbed this hand, fixed it firmly on the palm of his hand, and spoke in his ear. The mummy heard clearly. The smile in his voice, “So imaginary?”

“…” At this moment, the mummy felt the feeling before Zong Yuan.

He wanted to cover his mouth with one hand to prevent hiccups, and the other hand was held by Zong Yuan, his eyes were rippling, the corners of the red eyes were not solemn, and the left and right hands could not be free. The mummy slammed directly on his head, ruthless forehead. Encounter, Zong Yuan, “…”.

It’s so cruel.

A few small spiders slipped in from the door and stood by the bed, their small eyes wandering back and forth on Zong Yuan and the mummy, and the wretched breath filled the room from them.

Zong Yuan threw the white cloth strips that the mummies had taken off on the bed to them, and gave them a wolf-hearted command: “Wash them clean.”

The little spiders arched in the white cloth for a long time before they arched out, and pitifully dragged the white cloth to the door.

The mummy took a distressed look at her white cloth strip and the little spider, and was put on a black robe by Zong Yuan, “Now the temperature outside is starting to rise, let’s see if I can take a bath.”

Although bathing in the desert is a bit extravagant, according to yesterday’s observation, the water source of Sigenda seems to have no end.

Zong Yuan carried the mummy into the nearby forest. A spider walked quickly to open the way. The mummy beckoned, and a snake climbed down from the tree, with a yellowish reddish fruit wrapped in its tail.

The mummy took the fruit, wiped it on the black robe, and sent it to Zong Yuan’s mouth, “Zong, eat.”

Zong Yuan took a bite, “It’s kind of like an apple, can you eat?”

The mummy counted the number of times he chewed, watched his Adam’s apple roll and then passed it, nodded gently, “You can eat.”

But it will be uncomfortable.

Zong Yuan paid attention to whether there were any ingredients that could be used as seasonings, “I will beat a fat little thing and bake it for you in a few days.”

The corners of the mummy’s mouth twitched, “Okay.”

The spider took them to a deep water source, about 5 square meters in size, with blue sky and white clouds uncovered by branches.

Zong Yuan hugged the mummy tightly and squatted down. He tested the temperature with his right hand and said in surprise: “Warm.”

The mummy hummed calmly, and said without red heart, “It’s in the sun.”

Zong Yuan threw him into the water with a clatter, watched the mummy flop a few times before standing still, squatting next to him, squinting and smiling, “It’s the sun?”

The mummy turned his head with a guilty conscience and buried his entire face in the water. He didn’t need to breathe, and no air bubble appeared on the water.

The pond is not big, but it has a depth of about two meters. Sgenda is so magical. The desert seems to be a weak chicken in its hands.

The mummy looked at the surface of the water from the bottom of the water. Soon, a hand was inserted into the water. The mummy saw Zong Yuan’s fingers hooking under the water, and he could not help but leaned over.

Hooked Zong Yuan’s finger, and then Zong Yuan pulled it to the surface.

The previous little spiders also brought the white cloth strips over. Zong Yuan dipped the water and rubbed the white cloth strips, “Where is the washing powder?”

A few spiders pulled out their companions who were buried in the weeds and refused to come forward. The small spiders that were also supposed to be tan were covered in thick white washing powder. After climbing all the way, they left a white powder. Just wandering in the washing powder, Zong Yuan was speechless, pinched the spider to the white cloth, rubbed it a few times and let it go.

The mummy watched Zong Yuan rubbing clothes for him in the pool, “…I’m still taking a shower.”

Zong Yuan, “Do you still dislike your own clothes?”

If someone told Zongyuan a few days ago: Wait, you will have **** with a mummy in a few days! And willingly give him a hug and wash clothes! Zong Yuan would definitely be cold and stunned, but now he feels unbelievable that he Zong Yuan would be willing to stand by a mummy and watch him wash his clothes.

The heart that was also washed was peaceful and willing.

Zongyuan always washes clothes and vegetables in the same way. The white strips of cloth that the mummy usually cares for are rubbed in his hands so that it is so wrapped around him, I am afraid that I need an iron to go out.

The mummy looked at Zong Yuan’s profile, his green eyes soft, and his voice softened, “Zong, I want some underwear.”

Zong Yuan patted the mummy on the head with a frothy hand, as if impatiently, “Don’t act like a baby.”

When Zong Yuan returned to his residence, he knew someone had come. He went to Larry, who was cleaning the room, and saw Zong Yuan shouting in surprise, “Zong, are you back?”

“Well,” Zong Yuan looked around, “Where is Irene?”

“She went to find a friend,” Larry looked at him and asked cautiously: “Are you not at home in the morning, are you with Wang?”

Zong Yuan nodded, he understood Larry’s concern, and smiled, “Don’t worry about Larry, he is fine.”

Larry thought about the powerful look of Wang he saw yesterday, and the poison that he had been staring at him before, what, what good…

It’s scary to think about it! ! !

Zong Yuan said, “Larry, was Irene looking for me in the morning?”

Larry nodded unexplainably, Zong Yuan said oh, he changed the subject, “Larry, have you heard of Sigenda before?”

Larry shook his head and sighed, “We in La Maggie rarely go out of the Dupont River. Who would have known that there is a Skendar? Besides, there are hundreds of oases in the desert, all of which are far away. There is an oasis just now. Where did you know that it is called Skenda?”

To put it bluntly, Sigenda is not considered to be the biggest oasis, and has no reputation in the desert.

Zong Yuan pondered for a while, and then suddenly asked, “Who was the one who brought us to Sigenda that day?”

Larry replied: “Edgar Gissing.”

Edgar Jixing is a middle-aged man in his forties, of medium build, and a large bald scalp. When he was young, he went out of the Dupont River with a group of people from the small town of Ramagi to go to the The city to the southwest was close, but a year later he returned to the small town of Ramagi alone.

It is said that a large tornado was encountered on the second day after leaving the Dupont River area. Companions suffered injuries and deaths. Many people were missing, and most were buried under the yellow sand.

Edgar did not know how many life threats he had experienced in a year before he returned to Ramaki.

Zong Yuan and the others found Edgar by the Lake Skenda.

Edgar sat on the ground, Larry and Zong Yuan sat down beside him, Edgar handed them two cigarettes cherishedly, “Boys, what can you do with me?”

Larry looked at Zongyuan, and Zongyuan asked directly: “Have you heard of Sigenda?”

Edgar put the cigarette in his mouth, unwilling to light it, he waved his hand, “How did I hear about Squinda?”

Zong Yuan frowned, “You brought us to Skenda.”

“Yeah, it’s me,” Edgar sighed. He looked at the sparkling lake in front of him and muttered to himself, “Who knew he would be in Skandar.”

Zong Yuan, “…your original destination, wasn’t Skenda?”

Edgar was silent for a long time and nodded.

Larry gasped.

It has been more than twenty years since Edgar crossed the Dupont River. He only vaguely remembered one or two oasis in this direction, but it would definitely not be Skandar.

This lake in the center of Skenda is so dazzling! As long as people who have met such a dazzling oasis, who will forget it?

“It was not Sigenda that you had been there,” Zong Yuan confirmed to him, “Are you not in the wrong direction?”

Edgar laughed loudly, “Boy, life-saving oasis, the direction is impossible to forget!”

Larry patted the little heart, “God!”

Should it be luck or misfortune?

If the oasis before here is no longer here, if Skenda is also gone…

too frightening!

Larry said sincerely: “Fortunately there is Skenda!” He touched Zong Yuan, who was silent next to him, “Zong, don’t you think?”

Zong Yuan looked at the lake in front of him in a daze. He propped up on the ground and touched the moist sand around the lake. Larry looked at him strangely, “Zong, what’s wrong with you?”

Zong Yuan grabbed a handful of sand, stood up and walked to Edgar. His eyes were deep, “You said you haven’t heard of the name of Sigenda.”

Edgar was puzzled, “Yes, I have never heard of it.”

“Oh,” Zong Yuan spread out his hand, and the sand in his hand fell between his fingers. He slowly asked again, “Have you heard of the moving oasis?”

Edgar was completely stunned.