Swordsman Returns from Another World

But it is enough to stop tourists and let Baiyue and Surtel have their own space.

In the dense forest beside the beach, under a tree covered by grass, Baiyou and Surtel sat on the ground.

"Mmm... Tsk, tsk, hey... um, don't bite my lips."

When their lips parted, Surtel had a complaining look on his face, his eyes full of love, and he slightly stuck out his tongue.

The tip of the tongue hooked out a silver thread and drooped silently.

Baiyue asked back: "Can't I bite it?"

"…Don't ask such questions."

Baiyou chuckled, gently bit Surtel's lower lip again and asked for a kiss.

Surtel narrowed his eyes slightly, half leaned against the tree behind him, turned sideways to face Baiyou, and reached out to gently stroke Baiyou's waist, with some attachment, and occasionally murmured with resentment in the intervals between deep kisses.

"Hands, don't pull my stockings like that, they will lose their elasticity." She complained in a low voice.

But Baiyou only felt that Surtel's legs were too thin.

Perhaps it was due to lack of exercise, or perhaps she had not been given any physical training recently, but Sartel's legs felt a little thin, and the edges of her knees and ankles looked quite distinct.

Logically speaking, such legs would definitely not feel as comfortable to touch as Lin Guang's healthy and beautiful legs, and the feel might not be as good as Shuang Xing's fleshy legs.

But it was strange that Surtel's skin was so good, as flawless as white porcelain, ranking among the top five people Baiyou had ever seen.

This perfect skin makes a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in black and red gradient stockings so graceful. Putting your hand in through the gap between the straps and the stockings, it feels like being in an extremely smooth hole. If it weren't for the straps, Bai You would suspect that your hand would slip all the way in.

It is so comfortable, and indescribably soft and silky, like fine silk.

Surtel slowly took off his coat and threw it on Baiyue's coat. Baiyue's wide coat served as a floor mat, allowing the two of them to sit on it without getting themselves dirty.

With his shoulders exposed, Surtel pressed against Baiyou's body, raised one hand to press Baiyou's shoulder, and kissed her again.

The perfect skin texture makes Surtel's slender legs look as perfect as a work of art. Even the contours of her knees and ankles have a beauty to them, as if the human body was deconstructed and then carved out of marble.

Baiyue untied the straps on Surtr's legs.

Surtel snorted heavily and whispered, "You really don't listen to me at all."

"Sorry, I really can't take care of it at this moment." Baiyue's face was full of helplessness: "These legs are really beautiful, I don't want to let go."

"...Alas." Surtel sighed and continued, "Okay, then you can continue to touch me. This is... a privilege that only you can enjoy."

"You promised to create memories with me... I believe you can do it." After saying this, Surtel lightly bit Baiyue's face, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

It was like putting a stamp on something to declare her ownership, and she would do it even if the right was fleeting.

The breathing of the white glaze gradually became heavier.

Surtel took a deep breath, as if trying to stabilize his overly fast heartbeat, or perhaps sniffing the scent of the white glaze neck, and continued, "Don't hesitate any longer."

"I, I didn't hesitate." Baiyou retorted.

Sultel gently rubbed Baiyou's cheek with the tip of his nose, as if he was acting coquettishly, and hummed a sticky nasal sound, as if he was humming, and it seemed that he could not stand Baiyou's touch.

Before Baiyue appeared, although Surtel had already identified with Rhodes Island, she still felt a little adrift, like a ship that had a port to return to. She knew that this port would reserve a place for her, but the ship itself did not have an anchor.

No one can still feel the presence of support even if they leave the port.

Therefore, in past missions, Surtel has never gone out alone. She herself said that she was often disturbed by confused memories, unable to complete tasks independently, and might even be in danger.

But only she herself knew that if she left Rhodes Island for too long, she would be disturbed by memories when she was alone, as if she was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes. The countless past events that did not belong to her would tug at her soul, as if they were going to tear her into countless pieces.

A lone boat floats on the vast dark ocean.

When the chaotic wave of memories hits you, there's no way back.

Fortunately, the appearance of Baiyou changed everything. His responsive character made Surtel unable to help but look forward to his response.

I hope to be able to imprint such a person who always creates miracles deep in my soul and use him as an anchor between myself and reality.

Thinking of this, she opened her mouth slightly and gently bit Baiyou's nose.

Hiss...Does this guy have a habit of biting people?

Baiyou gently pinched Surtel's thigh flesh, feeling that the soft and beautiful flesh seemed like it would slip through her fingers at any time.

"Let go..." Baiyou whispered with a nasal tone.

Sulter obediently opened his mouth, and then gently licked his white glazed lips as if licking ice cream, his voice low.

"Stay with me, don't leave me."

Bai You held her in his arms, letting her lean on him, and whispered, "No, never."

"Why, are you scared?" he asked in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid now." Surtel panted, touching the white lips with his tongue again and again, whispering in between: "I have you, and I have Rhodes Island."

"This is enough. Whether it's those memories or the lava giant... my past, I want to dig it out bit by bit."

"You have to watch." Her words lacked logic, but were full of determination. Perhaps she was just trying to convince herself: "You have to watch carefully. Don't miss a single thing."

"The process of me digging out my own memories, and you and Rhodes Island... I want to be myself, to be Surtel." She didn't know when, tears welled up in her eyes.

Surtel is not someone who cries easily. She has a strong personality, but at a moment like this, it is inevitable.

"Mmm." Baiyou kissed her deeply again.

Chapter 532: You are mine and I am yours.

To Baiyou's surprise, Surtel was very proactive and adapted well to the current environment.

Perhaps it was because of the familiar smell of lava in the air, or perhaps it was because the white glaze gave her a sense of security. Even though she could hear the sound of flowing magma in her ears, Surtel did not feel any discomfort.

It's like a cat in a state of being in a good mood. Although it doesn't say a word, it is extremely clingy.

There is not much attachment in that pair of gentle eyes, but they are very sticky, and the affectionate look is captivating.

After getting into the state, Surtel became less talkative. Only when Baiyou was a little rude, he would take a deep breath with a little dissatisfaction, and then lightly bite Baiyou's Adam's apple and chin.

But although he expressed dissatisfaction with his mouth, his legs seemed to have thoughts of his own and he tightly wrapped his arms around Baiyou's waist, not willing to let go.

Whenever Bai You wanted to pull away or calm down a little, and looked down at her, he would find that Surtel was biting his lower lip gently, staring at him with resentful and misty eyes.

Those violet eyes were too alluring, and Baiyou couldn't bear to refuse.

"I'm sorry...was that too rough?"

"No, it's okay... Don't look away, just look at me."

This is a bit too difficult... Looking at those eyes full of desire and love, no one can resist. Even if Baiyou lowered his body to kiss Surtel's slender neck, when he closed his eyes, those eyes would appear in his mind.

"I said...look at me."

Baiyou helplessly left a kiss mark on Surtel's neck, then raised his head again and stared at her pretty face.

Surtel's red hair was scattered on the ground and covered on Baiyou's black coat. Some leaves and floating grass fell on the scattered hair, like a red spider lily blooming in the night.

The purple eyes in the center of the flower stared at him, expressing their love without any words.

"Your expression is weird." She whispered, her voice as low and hoarse as a female cat, which was proof that she was overwhelmed by desire.

If it weren't for the two horns belonging to the Sarkaz on her head, Baiyou would have thought she was actually Feilin.

Baiyou swallowed her saliva and said frankly: "I'm sorry, it's really hard to control yourself when you look like this."

"Can't help yourself?" Surtel smiled and asked in a low voice: "Then why do you need to suppress it?"

"...I am in your arms, I long for you, I have you in my memory... In my life, in the life that belongs to the name Surtel, you exist."

"Then why do you need to suppress yourself?" she repeated.

She gently raised her hand and put it around Baiyue's neck, her slender jade fingers carrying a faint warmth.

Without Levantine, even her Originium skills were weakened.

"From the moment I can remember, I have never let go of Levantine. It is the only thing that can give me a sense of security and make me feel that there is something I can rely on in this world."

"But that night you took it away, and took away all my hopes and my past. Do you know how desperate I was that night?"

The hand on Baiyou's neck was getting hot. As long as Sulter wanted, the instantaneous burst of high temperature could burn Baiyou's throat and burn the aorta along with all the blood in it. Even if Baiyou was very strong, he would definitely die.

Surtel's eyes fell on the white glazed earrings. There were some burn marks on the edges of the earrings, which were left by controlling the lava giant and the explosion of Pompeii that night.

At this moment, the earrings showed no signs of lighting up.

Baiyou didn't say anything, but just stared into Surtel's eyes. The only sound in their ears was the sound of flowing magma in the distance.

The afternoon sun shone onto the two men through the gaps between the dense leaves, making it difficult for Surtel to see the white glazed eyes.

"But you didn't bring Lewontin with you today, is it just because there is a possibility of exposing your identity?" Baiyou asked softly.

"No." Surtel grabbed Baiyou's neck, letting him get closer to him, then bit his lips gently, his breath sweet as orchid, with a smile in his tearful eyes.

"Since I'm coming out with you, I don't need to bring it."

This answer was enough. With Baiyou by her side, she didn't need Lewontin to protect her, and she didn't need to be immersed in the memories of the past.

It is not a matter of choosing between Lewontin and white glaze, but white glaze and Lewontin are equally important to Sartel.

She twisted her waist slightly, causing Baiyou to hiss.

Surtel's eyes were filled with spring water, and he whispered: "Do you feel it?"

"Um... I was, I was caught... Don't, don't do this." Baiyou looked embarrassed: "How could this happen? I didn't feel anything particularly obvious, how could it be..."

“It’s that deep… is it that deep?!”

"Wait, I have to go out..."

"No." Surtel suddenly exerted force and hit Baiyue's lower back with his calf: "That's it."

"Are you crazy? This will just..."

Surtel put his hands around Baiyue's neck, then hugged him, letting him get closer and closer to him, and whispered, "I say, just like that."

"You got everything from me, now I want to get what I want from you... my memories, my feelings."

Baiyou couldn't refuse and lowered his body.

After a long time, they both sighed.

………………

Getting along with Surtel wasn't as intense as Baiyou thought it would be, and although he was confused as to why Surtel accepted him so easily at the last hurdle, getting along with Surtel was more like a simple entanglement.

There was no rough breathing, no tired sweat, only the tenderness of mutual demand, accompanied by kisses and low breaths.

Absolutely wonderful.

Mingming usually has a temper that gets angry at the slightest provocation, and acts like an untamed wild cat every day, but at this moment he is hugging Baiyou, kissing her chin tenderly and lovingly.

"It's a bit itchy." Baiyue whispered, and at the same time, she held Surtel's hand tighter: "How long do we have to lie there?"

"...stay a little longer." Surtel said softly, lying quietly in Baiyou's arms.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance, accompanied by the smell of magma, a smell that was unique to Surtel, not a volcano, but pure lava.

It's the smell of the earth itself, the offspring of the lava giant.

Mottled shadows of trees, columns of light shining through the leaves, the crashing sound of waves, accompanied by the gentle sound of lava flowing.

In the dense forest by the sea where there was no one else except the two of them, Surtel felt an incomparable sense of security.

"If you continue to be blown by the sea breeze, you'll catch a cold." Baiyou whispered, gently hugging Surtel's slender waist, feeling the softness of her perfect skin.

"We go home?"

Sartel's whole body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly relaxed.

Her dark devil horns gently rubbed her white cheek.

"Well... let's go home."

Chapter 533: Rewards for Good Children

[Operator Name: Black]

[Favorability: 75%]

[Characteristics: cold on the outside but warm on the inside, strong, strong execution, inferiority complex, desire for redemption]