The surrounding jungle is dense and towering. At night, countless vines become active and greedily cling to the tropical humid marine monsoon. The sound of small animals running through the forest rustles. There are occasional desolate and distant cries of birds on the distant mountains.

It's very hot and humid here. At about 10:00 p.m., a gauze like mist will gradually rise from the woods. Those milky white mist are ethereal and free, vaguely moving close to the ground. In a moment, the air is mixed with some slight moisture. I don't know whether it's illusion or reality. The fog seems to have a faint fragrance, a trace of sweet

Several girls tried to stretch their necks and looked in the direction of Hao Zhizhi. After looking for a long time, they didn't find anything wrong.

"Are you dazzled? It's just some fog!" Song Xiaojia looked at Hao Zhi. "I think you're crazy about women... You can see women in everything, but also women in red. Why don't you see the old Taoist in yellow robes? Ha ha..."

"There's no..." Hao Zhi was robbed by her, and his face turned red with shame. He also began to doubt whether he was wrong in a flash. "Maybe the shape of the fog just looked like a woman!"

"Then you're just full. If you're hungry, the shape of the fog may still look like a potato!" Song Xiaojia laughed and continued to tease him.

Everyone laughed. Hao Zhi was even more embarrassed. He simply turned his head and sat ignoring song Xiaojia. Song Xiaojia took out the large jackal carried in his schoolbag, washed it with water, put it on a wooden stick and roasted it. On such a hot day, the raw meat is too easy to rot. if it is roasted, it can last one and a half more days.

After a moment of silence, song Xiaojia began to hum and sing: "little boy, sit on the gate pier and cry for his daughter-in-law..."

"Jiajia! You've had enough!" Hao Zhi turned red with anger and shouted at her. Lele and Dian laughed and fell to the ground. Wang Yanke grabbed him and persuaded him.

"Hey, did you talk to the benefactor like that?" Song Xiaojia laughed with him.

"Well, I don't care if you believe it or not!" Hao Zhi got up angrily and walked towards the woods angrily.

"Why are you going? It's dangerous over there!"

"Pee! I want you to take care of it?" Hao Zhi took a piece of wood from the campfire, held a torch, drilled into the grass and hid behind the tree.

"Didn't he just pee? Boy, the frequency of urination is not good!" Song Xiaojia carelessly tore off a jackal and ate it.

"He's angry. It's okay. I'll coax him. You, don't always bully others. Hao Zhi has a strong self-esteem!" Wang Yanke showed goddess like consideration and tenderness, patted his clothes, stood up and caught up.

Hao Zhisan turned around and turned to the woods a little away from the campfire, but he didn't dare to go deeper. He was afraid of meeting a giant blind jackal again. That thing was the owner of dinner at night. He didn't have enough meat to fill his teeth.

He wouldn't be so angry if he joked at ordinary times, but it embarrassed him in front of Wang Yanke.

"If only all the girls in the world were like Wang Yanke..." Hao Zhi thought in a trance: "they are gentle, considerate, smart and beautiful. Although they have changed their ghost appearance, they are better than that evil woman..."

Thinking about it, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. He was so familiar. He remembered that the day he first met her, he took her hand and ran out of school. At that time, the smell of Wang Yanke left on his hand seemed to be the same smell. Someone told him that it was the smell of girls

"You're still angry..." sure enough, a gentle voice floated from behind the tree, lingering, like fantasy.

Hao Zhi quickly raised the torch and lit up the dark forest grassland. In the orange fire jumping, Wang Yanke walked over from behind the tree with a sweet smile, leaned on the trunk with his hands on his back, tilted his head and winked at Hao Zhi

No, not the current Wang Yanke, but the original Wang Yanke in my memory!

"I have a pro milk ancestor, so beautiful..." Hao Zhi was distracted for a moment. In the red fire, Wang Yanke's tender face was red, and he felt that his heart was melting.

By the way, Wang Yanke can affect other people's brain waves and let others see what she wants the other party to see. It must be this private meeting. She used her ability to comfort herself! It must be! Hao Zhi was in a daze.

"In fact, don't be angry with Jiajia. She is such a person. She doesn't talk to anyone, especially those who are big among boys. She's used to it!"

"Well, I know, how can a man and a big husband see the same things as her?" Hao Zhi pretended to be indifferent and smiled.

"Are you afraid I'm angry?" Wang Yanke was silent and suddenly asked.

Hao Zhi was surprised and didn't know how to answer the ambiguous question: "no... maybe a little..."

"Do you like me?" Wang Yanke lifted the long hair on her shoulder. The dark waterfall like straight hair fell from her fingers, and a charming smell came to her nose.

Hao Zhi swallowed his saliva and felt his throat dry. An inexplicable sense of ambiguity gradually rose in the two people's dialogue. His intuition told him: Wang Yanke doesn't hate himself!

After all, he is the only boy on this island where birds don't lay eggs. Rare things are expensive!

"It's so hot tonight..." Wang Yanke's eyes looked out of the woods. He didn't know if he was talking to himself, which made Hao zhisilly in situ.

After a long pause, he took the courage to say, "it's just... A little hot!"

"Will you take off the cover for me?" Wang Yanke bit his lips and said to Hao Zhi affectionately.

"Ah?... that's good!" Hao Zhi's brain was blank. He stuck the torch on a branch on the side, shook his extended hand excitedly, and slowly felt for Wang Yanke's collar. There was a "snap" sound in the dark... The first button jumped playfully!

"What else..." Wang Yanke didn't look up. The fire made her little face red and shy.

"Mm-hmm, I know..." Hao Zhi didn't dare to speak more. He was afraid that his angry voice would frighten the other party, so he quietly stretched out his hand and looked for the second button

The second button is on the top of the clavicle. After gently unting it, Wang Yanke's white neck is exposed. It is weak and slender. Blue blood vessels are hidden under the white skin. A small chest pit is concave in the middle of the clavicle, with thin shoulders on both sides. The smooth skin reflects the fire light and reflects the dazzling light, shaking Hao Zhi's eyes in a daze.

He couldn't hold it any longer. He eagerly stretched out his hand to untie the third button. The button had been slightly bulging out, just above his chest. The upper half of the whole jacket was stripped to the back. Wang Yanke only wore a beige suspender. His slim body stood upright with a small, full youth, hidden under the soft shirt, and was extremely delicate.

In Hao Zhi's gaze, she was shy and timid. Her small tiger teeth bit one side of her lips. With an angry expression, she beat Hao Zhi's chest: "hate, what's your hurry? It hurts others!"

Before he finished, Hao Zhi held her in his arms and hugged her tightly. After all, he had no experience and didn't know where to start. He just hugged her tightly. She felt Wang Yanke's smooth forehead sliding against her chest. She also began to lose control of herself. She raised her head, put her wet lips on it and kissed Hao Zhi's neck, Gently touching and touching, a little kiss trace was coolly printed on the skin. Hao Zhi was hot and breathing heavily

"Hao Zhi! What are you doing?"

what? Hao Zhi was instantly awakened by a scream behind him. He was startled. He was finished and was seen by Jiajia? So he hurriedly looked back. It didn't matter. He almost scared the soul out

Just five steps away from him stood another Wang Yanke!

That is the real Wang Yanke! Wang Yanke, who has become a blood moon man!

Well, who is this in my arms