The first time doing that in a tree was a novel experience for Jasper.
Rojo didn't feel scared. As long as Monty didn't think about throwing him down halfway, Rojo could be sure that he was absolutely safe.
The moonlight and starlight passed through the leaves and branches, dappled on Monty's body. Honey-colored skin, brown-blonde hair, light-gold eyes, and bright red lips. The leopard pressing him was so beautiful that Jasper felt his teeth aching at the words he thought of. But he still couldn't help but want to sigh: Ah, beauty, beauty!
He doesn't have any artistic talent. To describe beauty, it's nothing more than pretty, beautiful, cute, and moving. But he felt that using these words for Monty was completely inadequate.
It wasn't the first time he looked at Monty's human form, but it was the first time he looked at him so seriously under the moonlight, still in this state.
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