Mu Xiaoyao's body swayed back and forth with every impact, her slender and strong legs were still tense. The sprint from behind made her a little distracted. Although this was her first taste of this kind of taste, her body was mature enough. After the initial slight pain, a feeling like an electric shock gradually traveled through her whole body .
Later, her hand holding the edge of the barrel gradually lost strength. The legs can no longer be straightened, and the knees are slightly bent inward, and it seems that they will not be able to support it. But this posture looks more seductive from behind, and for a moment, the feeling of conquest makes Fang Xie's blood boil even more.
The bright red long dress was attached to Mu Xiao's waist, above the waist was dazzling red, and below the waist was dazzling and alluring white. These two colors are so vivid, visually very stimulating.
Fang Xie supported Mu Xiaoyao's willow-like waist, his expression looked a little ferocious because of his joy. The range of movement of the waist is getting bigger and bigger, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
Finally, Mu Xiaoyao, who had been reserved for a long time, couldn't bear the pleasure of the impact. A sweet moan squeezed out of her throat, which made Fang Jie's heart flutter. This is the most beautiful movement in the world, like the sound of nature.
Mu Xiaoyao's deodorant was already very special. Under such intense exercise, the smell of sweat mixed with deodorant actually stimulated Fang Jie's animal nature to become more violent. At this time, this refreshing taste has become something exciting, which makes people want to stop.
After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xie hugged the already limp Mu Xiaowa, unbuttoned her chest with trembling hands, and then roughly tore off her tube top. Two plump and soft things popped out immediately, swinging back and forth with Fang Xie's impact. The back and forth swaying arc is so charming, those two pink points confused Fang Xie's eyes.
So white, so soft.
Fang Jie's big hand clenched it fiercely, and the two lumps of softness were squeezed into various shapes by his fingers. He has fallen into madness, and she has completely surrendered.
The bathroom is fragrant!
I don't know how long it took for the two of them to recover from exhaustion. There was less than half of the water left in the barrel, and the two people lying in the barrel snuggled together.
Mu Xiaoyao's body was still very hot, as if she hadn't recovered from the previous frenzy. Her breath is still a little rough, so the sound of her breathing is charming. Fang Jie's big hands were still covering her breasts, and between the two fingers was the tender pink bulge.
Fang Jie's chest heaved up and down, his body was crystal clear, and he didn't know whether it was water or sweat.
It is undeniable that he has indeed thought about having such a thing happen with Mu Xiaoyao more than once. But even he didn't expect that all this would come so suddenly. Suddenly, neither of them seemed ready. After this thin layer of window paper is pierced, their previous relationship will also be bid farewell.
"Fang Jie..."
"Um?"
"Is it a little sudden?"
Mu Xiaoyao blushed and asked, "I... I'm eleven years older than you."
Fang Jie raised his hand and scratched her nose, and then kissed her forehead: "The common people say, what's wrong with a female junior holding a gold brick, who is eleven years older? You are a prime minister, I like it." .”
Mu Xiaoyao took a cautious look at Fang Jie, and then asked with some confusion: "I just...was it too presumptuous?"
Fang Jie almost said that Shen Qingfan is more presumptuous than you, but luckily he sealed it in time. Although Mu Xiaoyao's red dress was dazzling, she was a conservative woman at heart. Different from Shen Qingfan's pandering and even taking the initiative, even in the happiest moment, she just passively bears it.
"I'm happier if you are more presumptuous."
Fang Jie kissed her forehead, then looked at the water in the place and couldn't help but smile: "Seeing the mess, no one will believe that we just took a bath."
These words made Mu Xiaoyao's blush even more thorough. She listened carefully, and then quickly got up to tidy up the bathroom, but before she stood up, her legs became sore and her body fell limply. Fang Jie helped her up, and said guiltily, "I was too rude, I don't know what's wrong and I can't control it..."
"fine."
Mu Xiaoyao shook her head, said with a blushing face, "But you have to go out first, and get me a change of clothes."
Fang Jie took a closer look, only to find that Mu Xiaowa's red dress was torn to pieces by him. But in this kind of brokenness, there is also a feeling that makes him feel extremely beautiful.
"Get up quickly."
Mu Xiaoyao said in a very soft voice: "They will all come back in a while, it's not good for people to see... two people go out together, think about it and you will know what's going on."
"kiss Me."
Fang Jie pointed at his own face and smiled, "Kiss me once and I'll get up and get your clothes. If you don't kiss me, we'll just stand here naked and wait for someone to rescue us, okay?"
"not good… "
Mu Xiaoyao shook her head eagerly, reached over and kissed Fang Jie's face like a dragonfly. Fang Jie immediately shook his head in dissatisfaction: "How can this work, we need to be more affectionate."
Mu Xiaoyao didn't dare to look into Fang Jie's eyes, the provocation in Fang Jie's eyes made her panic. She closed her eyes, moved her lips closer and touched Fang Xie's lips, before she could leave, Fang Xie hugged her, followed by another passionate and long kiss that almost made her suffocate.
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When Shen Qingfan came back, she found that Mu Xiaoyao's eyes were flickering and her steps were a little weak. She was so smart that she immediately guessed what Fang Jie had done. The somewhat vain Mu Xiaoyao said softly to her: "It's not like pretending that nothing happened. A woman's experience of this kind of thing has nothing to do with her cultivation or physique. Isn't it uncomfortable for you to hold on?"
Mu Xiaoyao was stunned and didn't know how to answer. For the first time, she felt that Shen Qingfan's kindness warmed her heart.
"Let's go back."
Shen Qingshan supported her, and when she walked up the stairs, Shen Qingfan looked back at Fang Jie and gave him a questioning look. Fang Jie quickly turned his head to the side, not daring to meet her eyes, but Shen Qingfan's sudden friendliness to Mu Xiaoyao made him very happy.
How much Fang Jie hoped that Shen Qingfan and Mu Xiaoyao could get along harmoniously. Now, this matter that he had thought about for a long time but could not solve was happening, which made him feel more at ease. Those messy thoughts in my mind before, and those uncomfortable feelings in my heart have dissipated.
Although a little tired, Fang Jie found himself so relaxed and sober at this moment.
Looking at Mu Xiaoyao's clumsy pace when he went upstairs, he felt guilty for a while. A man would indeed be proud of this kind of thing, but his thing is not so tough... and Fang Jie was a little barbaric when he was in the bathroom with Mu Xiaoyao. After the aftertaste, Mu Xiaoyao should be working hard now.
Fang Jie got up and went to the kitchen to cook two bowls of noodles by himself.
When he was carrying it upstairs, he heard the conversation in the room but didn't know whether he should go in or not. Mu Xiaoyao and Shen Qingfan must have heard his footsteps, so they stopped talking. When Fang Jie walked in, the eyes of both of them were a little red, as if they had just wiped away their tears.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Jie asked subconsciously.
"fine."
Shen Qingshan smiled and said: "It's just that I suddenly remembered when the sect was breached when I was a child, and I feel a little sad."
The two of them were indeed chatting about the past, but Fang Jie didn't like to interrupt. There had always been a certain malice between the two women, which no one but themselves could erase.
"Love side."
Fang Jie smiled, and each of them handed over a bowl: "Try it?"
Seeing the two women bowing their heads to eat noodles, Fang Jie sat down on the chair and planned to find a topic to ease the embarrassment: "Qing Fan, where did you go around just now?"
"Prince Yi's Mansion."
"ah?"
Hearing this answer, Fang Jie couldn't help being startled.
"Where are you going? The people at Ouchi's guards have sealed it so tightly."
Shen Qingfan shook his head: "Although there are many people left in the Ouchi Guards to guard the palace, there are not many experts among them. Prince Yi's followers have all been killed, so the Ouchi Guards should not be worried about anyone else. Break in. Prince Yi has been planning for so long, I always thought that there must be more than one building in his palace hiding secrets."
Shen Qingfan said: "If Prince Yi has any secret rooms or something, maybe there are treasures hidden. It is said that he has attracted many quacks by relying on the practice secrets and exercises he has collected over the years. But I I searched quietly in the palace for half a day, but found nothing."
Hearing this, Fang Jie suddenly remembered something.
He took out the book that the old man in the library gave him, handed it to Shen Qing and said: "Look at this, I roughly flipped through it, and the last few pages seem to be related to the practice of sword intent. In terms of talent, I don't quite understand."
Shen Qingfan took the book that Fang Jie handed over, opened it and read it. When I read the last few pages, my eyes suddenly brightened. She stood up involuntarily, almost knocking the bowl beside her down. She looked at Fang Jie with incredible eyes.
"This is... this is Wan Jiantang's sword technique!"
"ah?"
Fang Jie was startled, got up and walked over quickly, looked at the book and asked, "How can you tell?"
"Because what I practice is the sword technique of Wanjiantang..."
Shen Qingfan said: "When we separated in Nanyan Dali City, we headed east and you headed north. On the way, I accidentally snatched a sword manual from a few rivers and lakes. It is the thing of Wan Jiantang. But that The sword manual is very messy, obviously it was not written by the disciples of Wanjian Hall. In the following years, I have been practicing that sword manual according to my own speculation."
"Although these few pages are simple, there is no doubt that they belong to Wanjiantang. And...the most authentic Wanjiantang sword manual!"
Fang Jie was completely stunned, and murmured: "Could it be... the senior who manages the library is actually a member of Wan Jiantang? But Wan Jiantang disappeared at the beginning of the founding of the Sui Dynasty. If he was a disciple of Wan Jiantang , hasn’t he already lived over a hundred years old? However, it’s not too outrageous for a person with profound cultivation to live over a hundred years old. I heard that Master Zhang of Wudang Mountain has also passed a hundred years old.”
"Can I watch it for a few days?"
Shen Qingfan's eyes were full of excitement, completely ignoring Fang Xie's words.
"good."
Fang Jie nodded: "The next few pages of Sword Intent are not suitable for me."
Shen Qingfan nodded, clutching the book tightly, turned around and ran out.
"She's a martial idiot."
Mu Xiaoyao couldn't help but smiled: "Crazier than you."
Fang Jie scratched his hair and said with a smile: "If that old man is really a disciple of Wanjiantang, then this book is indeed very useful for Qingshan. She loves swordsmanship so much, relying on a book that is incomplete and even useful It may be a fake Wanjiantang, you can comprehend and cultivate to the ninth rank by yourself, who knows how much you will gain after reading this real sword manual!"
"But I'm still stuck..."
Mu Xiaoyao's eyes darkened for a moment: "There is no progress in cultivation."
"Don't worry."
Fang Jie held Mu Xiaoyao's hand, sat down next to her and said, "Maybe you belong to that type of epiphany... There are many rumors in the world that a certain person has an epiphany at a certain opportunity, and his skills are great." .”
"Aside from troubles, it's getting better and better... isn't it?"