Guardian Flowers
One Tent

The night wind was getting blowing, the bonfire that warmed the bodies of the campers began to sway, the wind gusts were quite strong and made them tighten the blanket that wrapped each body.

Similarly, the girl who was sleeping in a tent alone, because her tentmate came out to pee. Unbeknownst to anyone including the two girls who occupied the tent, there was a man sitting quietly while watching the steps of the girl who was already far from the tent.

The man slowly approached the door of the tent, his tail glancing at every corner before he decided to enter. His face looked calm, his two feet slowly stepped closer to the girl who was sleeping.

His eyeballs rolled down to look at the girl's two bare feet, slowly crouching down and shaking off the moccha-colored blanket wrapped around the little body.

His hand stretched out, rubbing the ankle of the Flower that looks swollen. The small massage she gave, was so gentle and tried to give the massage as comfortable as possible.

"Eeuunghh," the small sigh that came out of the Girl's mouth did not make the man stop.

Until finally the gentle massage he gave slowly began to resuscitate the girl. Both of her eyelids were open, a drowsiness that was still controlling her but the strange feeling she felt forced herself to come to a realization.

Both beautiful eyes were open, gently touching and then staring around the place he occupied this day. The girl blinked softly, her two eyeballs rolling until they were fixed at one point.

The girl in blue shirt was silent for a moment, staring fixedly and making sure what was in front of her was real.

"Cosy?" muttered.

The slow mutter managed to make the man who was massaging his feet look at him, looking calm as if nothing had happened.

"Have you felt better, Princess?"

The girl was stunned, she reflexively pulled both her legs and stared naggingly at the man who was often her nightmare every night.

"You! why can you ma-eemmpphhtt!"

Dahliara thrashed as his mouth was sealed by large tattooed hands, then cornered him over a thin bed that was usually taken to the camping area.

"Ssttt-don't yell My Flower. They can tell if I'm here, you want us-,"

"Get out of my tent, ugly Simba!" furious Liara.

The girl managed to release Lionel's defender, but it didn't seem like Liara had managed to let go of the burly hand, but rather Lionel himself released it because he didn't want to see the Flower having trouble breathing.

"Your legs are a little swollen, did the old lady not provide good care for you, Princess?" Lionel ignored the words and expulsion in the light of the light that Liara had cast on him.

"Don't touch me, ugly Simba! Don't ever touch me with your dirty hands, because you've touched the dead chick you've always protected. Now get the fuck out of my tent, or I'll-,"

"What are you going to do, Your Majesty? are you gonna scream, or are you gonna-,"

Lionel's words stopped when his two ears heard a sound from outside the tent. The man clucked and cussed in annoyance making Liara glare sharply at the man.

"Quick out! do you want us to get to Simba! oh, my God, why are you hiding my blanket. Hey, get out before my friend finds out!"

Liara continued to pull the blanket that was worn to wrap the large body of her former aide. The man who always appeared in his dream was indeed asked to be hit again, maybe this time the punch must be more extreme in order to kapok.

"Simba, if you don't come out I'll-,"

"Loh Ra, you woke up? duh sorry yes I peed back, let's go to sleep again my eyes are heavy hooaamm,"

The bespectacled girl was laying herself down right near Liara. Currently Liara's position is in the middle, Lionel is near him right on his left side, while his tentmate is on the right side of his body.

Breathing out from Liara's lips, she hesitated to lay herself back on her bed, as Lionel was there. But if he hadn't slept, his tentmate would have been suspicious.

Liara clucked inwardly, she unwaveringly lay down on the side of her former aide. Both of his hands were clenched, wanting him to throw a punch at the man behind his beloved thick blanket.

'Awas aja if he finds the opportunity, I stepped on his eggs until broken so that the Lion kapok!' threaten Liara in the heart.

Slowly his eyes closed, and not long after he entered the dreamland a whisper was heard in one of his ears.

"Sleep, I'll take care of you tonight. But sorry, when morning came I couldn't do it. And I'll get out of your tent at the right time" he murmured softly.

After the murmur was finished, it suddenly rained without aba aba. The wind blew hard to make the tent sway, even the reflex Liara clutched something that was near him at this time when his consciousness began to thin.

EH BANG SIMBA NGAJAK BOBO GIRLS PEOPLE

IMAGINE A SMALL BED SO PLACED TWO PEOPLE AUTO FRICTION SWIPE WKWKWK 😆😆