365 Days On A Remote Island With A Lady Painter
Sprinkled Hot Soup
Naomi looks at. She used her pretty face, her jutek and her beautiful voice to tell me to drink a mouthful of soup.
I saw the soup Naomi brought, a bowl of bamboo shoot soup with fish in it.
“Fish from where?” I asked them.
“Yesterday went to the beach to catch him.” Elizabeth sat down, Naomi also sat down.
I lay on the ground, looking at the two beautiful women, and it felt really very satisfied.
"You're really professional, really amazing." Elizabeth looked at me with sparkling eyes.
Naomi also nodded. He always spoke in Japanese. About that means, Sibolagit is a good person, I never thought I could get rid of them. He really admires my greatness.
“If only we could not save Anna from the ship, we absolutely will not accept you staying here.” I understand Naomi's intentions.
“Hah, I think because I'm too handsome, so you guys like me,” I said half-jokingly.
“Of course not.” Elizabeth hit me with a laugh.
“Duh, pain, pain, pain, slow, slow.” I immediately took a breath.
My head was hit and almost gave me a concussion.
That means my physique is good, otherwise from the start I would have fainted.
“Aduh, sorry.” Elizabeth apologized to me with both hands together.
“It's okay, it's okay, next time remember slowly, slowly new comfortable...” I said.
Elizabeth poked her tongue out sweetly.
“Eat, otherwise it will be cold.” Elizabeth put the fish soup next to her.
"I... I have a headache, can not move.” I said while looking at them, “How about, you help bribe me.”
“How's the bribe? There's no spoon. You drink alone.” Elizabeth looked at me cautiously.
Naomi took her fish stew, blew it, then took a sip. Then he said that the temperature was good, it tasted good, and told me to eat it immediately.
I insisted on saying my head hurt and couldn't move, wanting them to bribe me.
“Can't, my head hurts.” I didn't lie to them. My head really hurt, but it wasn't until I couldn't get up.
But I want them to feed me. I've never been served by two beautiful women to eat. Anyway, I want to feel it.
“Then, what do you want to eat?” ask Elizabeth.
“Sleeping supine is uncomfortable, let me lie on your lap.” I said.
“You want to find a chance.” Elizabeth immediately came to her senses and pinched me, "You eat alone, bodo is very willing to eat or not.”
“Eh, uh, don't go, help lift me up, my head really hurts, can't get up.” I immediately pulled it.
Elizabeth could only reluctantly help me stand up, then let me lie down on her soft, elastic legs. Then, Naomi brought some fish soup and prepared to feed me.
I lay down on Elizabeth's lap, and then looked up, my heart murmured, looking from the bottom corner was different, but wanted to look at it from any angle, still looking firm, big and round.
“Cus!! Me...”
“AH! Mampus, why spill the soup!”
Not too hot, but still hot fish soup. Spilled on the pants, and the severity on the most important part.
As soon as I got hot, my eyes went wide, it felt like my whole body was crushed and my head was buzzing.
“I..”
I held my breath in my throat and tried not to scream.
The fragile part, why is it that the wounded are always you!
My heart is very sad.
Elizabeth was panicking. He was frightened to the point of shrinking, and his hand carelessly held, “Naomi, how the hell did you make the soup spill, hot knows!”
His hand was doused in hot soup, then he wiped his hand on me.
“Do not touch, do not touch, let me breathe first.” I immediately grabbed his hand.
He even put his hand on my wound and pressed it hard.