365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
The Inconjured Image

I thought he was a man and also his chest was very flat... But I never thought that the one lying in the coffin was a woman!

And, since the strange old man fed her flowers, this woman had already started to react...

Really very unlucky, not knowing how long it had been asleep and once awake had to accept considerable pressure!

Just as he was thinking, there was already beginning to be a whining sound in his ears.

The strong fragrance of the flower in the room made one's lust desire increase. He became dazed and felt like his body was dominated by lustful desires!

But I'm still hanging on the roof and can't get away. When the blood flowed upside down, my head ached, my nose began to shorten in breath, I could not smell the scent of flowers and my whole body suddenly became cold...

Like someone who wants to die.

I swayed to and fro trying to break the straw rope, then swung forward and backward like a swinging pendulum.

The straw rope is still tied very strongly, but my weight is not heavy enough. If there was someone who helped me pull it off, I would have been able to break free.

The thing is, these people are all affected by the scent of flowers and their minds are not so clear. So who can come and help me?

I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful scene in front of me. The view is too beautiful and messy.

The elf seemed to have woken up. Even though her condition looked wrong, but it was much better than the other four women. At least his clothes were still intact and did not hug each other.

I wiggled, opened my mouth to call Bell's name and asked him to come help me.

"Hurry, quickly help me..." I felt my head getting heavier, my nose getting clogged, and my breathing getting hard.

Bell painstakingly raised his head to look at me, then nodded and slowly crawled.

On the middle floor of the room, the four women rolled together, arms with arms, legs with legs. The indescribable picture is about to begin.

I am very willing to follow the sport of many people like this. But, I was hung and there was a cut on my hand that kept my blood from flowing. I just need to wait for the time to die from losing a lot of blood.

I need to be able to get out of this situation and figure out a way to deal with the problems inside their bodies.

 I alone could not escape because I had no energy. Usually, I can bend my body and lift my upper body to remove the straw rope tied to my feet.

But now I have no energy for it and can only wait for Bell to save me.

The elf could still keep her brain clear, but she also walked towards me staggered.

Bell stumbled towards me. I called her name to show her the way.

Finally, Bell grabbed the coffin, then turned around and grabbed me.

I held her hand and at the same time as vigorously dropped her body down.

Crews!

 The straw rope did not break, but the block board on the roof was broken by me!

Right now, I am also getting hot and my heart is starting to feel itchy wanting to vent.

Although my mind is chaotic, but my subconscious is still conscious. At a time like this, I have to find a way to deal with this.

Bell looked at me, he was panting and his entire body was already unable to resist his desires.

I grabbed his head and patted his face.

Bell's face turned pink and she looked at me in a daze..

Then, I suddenly thought if blood could stimulate her to make her more aware?

Thinking of this, I put my palm in his mouth.

Bell immediately began licking my palm and sucking my blood. The slight pain in my palm made my brain much calmer.

The look on his face had also started to return to normal and more redness.

Her breathing was a little unstable as she looked at me and said, "Flowers..."

What's with the flower leaves?

Does it remove the poison?

I immediately went and took some flowers to give to Bell

"Daun.leaf." Bell murmured in his mouth.

I plucked some leaves, put them in my mouth and also gave Bell a strand.