Li Cheng. The three came up to congratulate, Shen Jue took the wine and filled the wine cup, the five drank each, the old fairy and Xu Mingshi were about to leave after drinking. We all know that this couple is not easy, and no one can bear to disturb them.
Yi Mo sent the guest to the door, the old fairy hesitated and said: "Think about it again, if you change your mind, you will follow me in a year, how about it?"
Knowing his kindness, Yi Mo nodded in agreement.
The old fairy knew that there was little hope, but he was still relieved, smiled, and suddenly disappeared.
Xu Mingshi cupped his hands and said: "I should go too, I will go to play for another year, and I will come to see you when my day is near." Although he didn't say it clearly, he said goodbye. Taoist priests who cannot become immortals will inevitably die in the end. A mortal body will always have this kind of experience.
While talking, Liu Yan came out from the back room, looked at Xu Mingshi and said, "You are so old."
Xu Mingshi snorted, looked at the young and smooth face of the other party, and said angrily: "You will grow old too." After a short pause, he pointed at Yi Mo again: "No matter how old you are, you can't be as old as your old monster!"
Liu Yan narrowed his eyes, and jokingly said, "He's a monster, so it doesn't matter if he's old. You're a human, but you're so old. Don't you know there's a saying?"
"What?" Xu Mingshi foolishly jumped into the trap.
Liu Yan said with a smile: "To be old and not die is to be a thief!"
Xu Mingshi was stunned, and almost jumped up after reacting, and shouted: "You are the thief, you are the thief!"
The appearance of that old child made others laugh, Liu Yan also smiled, couldn't help but push him and said: "This temper has not changed. It's getting late, my yard is small, there is no place for you to live , go down the mountain and find an inn to rest."
Xu Mingshi stopped jumping, stood up "hehe" and gave a weird laugh, pointed at the tip of his nose and said, "If you drive me away in such a hurry, do you think I don't know?"
"What?" Liu Yan asked inexplicably.
Xu Mingshi said: "Don't you just want a bridal chamber?"
In the courtyard full of lights and shadows, Liu Yan's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he scolded: "Nonsense!"
Xu Mingshi was still about to speak, but Shen Jue yelled at him: "Hurry up and leave, do you want me to kick you out?!"
As for Xu Mingshi, he was not afraid of anyone these years, but he was only afraid of offending Shen Jue. He was really ashamed of killing his parents back then. In addition, after more than two hundred years, Shen Jue did not ask him to pay for his life, and he felt more and more guilty, so when Shen Jue got annoyed, he behaved and left quickly.
The guests dispersed, the door was closed and only one family was left, returning to the house, Shen Jue looked at Liu Yan with the candlelight flickering, and after a long time called out: "Father."
This sound seemed to be crying, revealing a sense of pitiful grievance, which made Liu Yan feel sad instantly. The baby held in my arms two hundred years ago has become a tall and straight youth. During this period, there were only thirteen years of companionship in the first life, but not even ten years in the second life. In the life of the young man in front of him, he was absent for most of it.
"Xiaobao," Liu Yan called out, "You have been wronged."
How can you not be wronged? The child who grew up in the palm of his hand was left behind when he was not yet an adult, and followed Yimo through mountains and rivers, looking for him, and finally found it, but he didn't know him.
The memory of the third generation came back, Liu Yan stroked his hair, and only one sentence remained: You have been wronged.
Yi Mo watched from the side, because he had experienced the whole incident and was one of the players in the game, so he couldn't tell for a moment who had wronged whom.
Maybe everyone is wronged. Or, no one is wronged.
Shen Jue raised his face, and broke his cry into a smile: "I am willing, there is no grievance."
Willing, so suffering is not suffering. Wronged is not wronged.
No matter how much blood and tears struggled, it was not enough to say: I am willing.
Sweet as sweet.
Liu Yan clenched the outstretched hand, held it firmly, stared sideways at the man beside him, and smiled.
"You taught him very well." Back in the wedding room, Liu Yan said, feeling more and more reluctant in her heart, knowing that it took a lot of tempering to turn the cold-hearted snake demon into a qualified father. And these sufferings are all created by themselves.
Even if he didn't say some words, Yi Mo guessed most of them, took his hand, sat on the side of the bed and said: "Where did I teach him, he learned everything by himself."
"Learning what?" Liu Yan asked.
Yi Mo laughed, what do you need to say? No matter how much you teach him, it's just memorizing. Only what you learn can be engraved in your heart.
In the first life, Shen Qingxuan, a rich and noble son, had an extremely strong temper. In the past thirteen years, he was cunning and treacherous and only used among merchants. As long as he doesn't hurt his relatives, everything he does is a gentleman.
The second generation, Ji Jiu, was born with wealth and glory, and he was loyal to his family and country in his heart. Iron Horse Glacier has fought all his life, never to be surprised by favor or disgrace. It is also to be strong to the extreme, never compromise when you should not bow your head, and never hesitate when you should compromise. Always distinguish between right and wrong, live clearly, never ambiguous, decisive and capable.
The two lives are actually the same disposition: never give up what should be protected.
The first life protects the family, the second protects the country. He never gave up. Therefore, Shen Jue doesn't need to teach anything, someone will show him, every word and deed, how to behave.
Liu Yan took the red hijab, held it in his hand and smiled softly, "It's not good, otherwise, I haven't married you in two lifetimes." As he spoke, he lifted his wrist, and the Xipa covered Yi Mo's face Face.
Yi Mo didn't move, and let Hong Hong rush over, covering her eyes tightly. He knew that sitting by the bed at this moment, with the red hijab on, he looked like a bride, but he didn't feel embarrassed. In the past, this person wanted to marry, but he didn't bother to marry. On the one hand, his eyes were higher than his head, and on the other hand, he still couldn't imagine what it would be like to be married.
Now that the bright red and happy face was shrouded in front of his eyes, he thought, it was still too late. Finally, I didn't live up to it completely.
The joy in my heart is like throwing a small stone into the bottom of the lake, and the ripples on the water surface gradually expand.
After three lifetimes, he finally realized his dream. If the other party is happy, he is happy.
In the world outside Xipa, the eyes of the people standing in front of him gradually turned red. It's like being in a dream, but knowing it's reality.
They are married.
Liu Yan pinched the lower part of the hijab, his fingers trembling, and a corner of the red cloth lifted tremblingly under his hands.
Under the red handkerchief, the curve of the lower jaw first appeared, then the thin lips, then the nose, and finally a pair of unusually dark but gentle eyes. Introverted and introverted, peerless.
Liu Yan leaned over, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, raised his hand, and he covered the two of them with the square red handkerchief.
The festive red has become their world.
"I like you." Liu Yan said.
Yi Mo raised his hand and hugged him into his arms, and replied: "I like you too."
"I like you in the first life, and I also like you in the second life." Liu Yan blinked, tears rolled down, and whispered: "I have always liked you."
Yi Mo let out a "hmm" and smiled. The sadness and bitterness suppressed in the past have been sealed in my heart for a long time, as if turned into a jar of wine by time, just for today's unseal.
The seal was opened, and those pains and sufferings had become a jar of sweet wine.
Liu Yan under the Xipa stuck to his lips, not moving for a long time, stagnating on it, as if recalling the temperature and breath once, cool and soft.
The lips were stuck together, but Yi Mo didn't move.
On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, the wedding tent was put down, and the two people in the tent knelt facing each other. Liu Yanyan undressed him with his hands, and the wide sleeves of the black robe fell to one side. Under Yi Mo's hands, the sash and robes on his body were also scattered aside.
While undressing, the two suddenly raised their eyes, and their eyes met, Liu Yan's ears were red, but Yi Mo's eyes shimmered. After watching for a moment, the two lowered their heads again and pulled off the strings of each other's trousers.
Finally naked, like two newborn babies.
Liu Yan didn't move, but her face was slightly red, and her eyes stopped on his face, as if she was asking something. He didn't speak, but Yi Mo already understood, instead he laughed, lying on the pillow, stretched out his hand and said to him: "Come."
Liu Yan held his hand, leaned over him cautiously, leaned on him, first kissed his forehead, then went all the way down, kissed his lips, tossed and parted, and then asked softly: "Last time?" Back...does it hurt?"
Yi Mo said, "It doesn't hurt."
Liu Yan didn't believe it, how could it not hurt. He clearly remembered how unwilling and wronged he opened his body, and how many tears he shed that night.
If Yimo doesn't hurt, it must be because his heart hurts more.
As if to make amends, Liu Yan carefully kissed him, from the forehead to the bridge of the nose, the delicate kisses seemed to comfort him, and also seemed to tell him, I won't let you hurt anymore.
The kiss on his body slid over his body like warm water, Yi Mo closed his eyes, just smiled, he didn't know how long he would kiss like this, if he kept kissing like this, he was afraid that he would fall asleep peacefully.
Seeing him laughing, Liu Yan laughed too, both of them laughed inexplicably, then he bent down, and the tip of his tongue slid all the way across Yi Mo's chest, his navel, until the tip of his nose sank into the grass.
Yi Mo's smile faded away, he supported his upper body with his elbows, and looked at the man between his legs like a small animal, rubbing his cheeks on his penis affectionately, his face blushed, his eyes were so red Two points confused.
With such a demeanor, Yi Mo felt that his mood, which had been relieved just now, suddenly became tense, and his lower abdomen seemed to be pulled into a tendon, burning hot, and that thing suddenly swelled up. Tilting beside Liu Yan's cheek.
"Kiss it..." Yi Mo said, his breathing was a little messy, he raised his waist and brought his own to his mouth, "It misses you so much."
Liu Yan seemed to be resisting suddenly, she immediately turned her face away, but turned back in an instant, and said in a low voice, "Slow down."
Yi Mo quickly reacted, and couldn't help but pursed her lips, and said as if mocking herself: "I was the one who got sick in the last life."
Liu Yan said nothing, stretched out his hand to hold the thick object in his hand, because of this episode, the originally full and hard penis softened by three points in his hand. I couldn't help but feel distressed again, I stroked it with my fingers, and slid down from time to time to hold the bulging pouch and rub it lightly, and I was relieved when I saw the thing stand up again. He lowered his head and stretched out the tip of his tongue, licked along the thin stem, licked it to the bottom and kissed it, then licked it back again, sucked the full top, and slid the tip of his tongue back and forth on it.
Yi Mo knew that he made too much trouble in the last life, and he was at the root of his illness for this matter. He didn't even think that he could do this, so his heart softened a bit, and he said: "Come on."
But Liu Yan ignored him, buried his head in the mouth, pressed the tip of his tongue against the horse's eyes from time to time, and sucked it together with his lips, so enthusiastic that it made Yi Mo dizzy, raised his waist and sent it to his mouth, and his breathing gradually It's heavy, and I just feel that it's very comfortable to wrap in a warm and humid place, and the soft tongue keeps coming up to please. Although he was still apprehensive, his movements had already begun to be messy.
Liu Yan tried her best to meet his frequency, uncontrollably saliva stretched long silver threads along the stem, her nose was full of the other party's breath, and her ear was full of the man's heavy breathing, indescribably ignorant and seductive, Liu Yan was dizzy for a moment, feeling extremely turbulent, and his own penis also tilted up, following the movement of his mouth, it touched the bed sheet once and for all.
Feeling comfortable being served, Yi Mo was worried that she would get out of his mouth, so she stopped in a hoarse voice, "Enough." He raised his body again, and saw the man's long hair loose and his ruddy face at a glance Gills, her well-bred flesh is glowing white, her buttocks are raised high, her back and buttocks form a beautiful arc, like the strings of a piano being pulled to the extreme, but she is kneeling and giving herself oral sex. After only one glance, Yi Mo lay back down again, almost venting out of the sight in front of him. While thinking that this is really a blessing, at the same time he had to admit that this was also torture, so he simply stopped caring, pressed his head under his belly, and pushed it hard a few times, and it came out of his mouth.
These bumps were a bit harsh, and when he ejaculated, Liu Yan covered his mouth and almost coughed out, but he didn't cough out a sound, because he didn't know where to spit out with the thing in his mouth, so he was a little dazed for a while.
Yi Mo saw the upturned one under him, and saw him holding his stuff in his mouth at a loss, couldn't help but leaned over, kissed his face, and bit Liu Yan's earlobe, as if bewitching As if, said: "Eat it."
The breath of talking was sprayed in the ear, wet and itchy, almost numb half of the body.
Liu Yan was shocked and swallowed it. It was only when he really swallowed it that he came to his senses, gave him a red face, and said, "Keep an inch."
However, Yi Mo kissed his lips, opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and curled up the limp tongue. Liu Yan reacted, and also went forward, the tongue leaves stirred together, and finally became a thick and insoluble tongue. kiss. Tongue leaves entangled passionately, Yi Mo hugged the person on her body and lay back, and when the sticky lips finally parted, Yi Mo said: "Continue."
Liu Yan took a bite of his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is that grease still there?"
Yi Mo quickly took the sandalwood box, which was full of fresh grease that hadn't been touched at all. The lavender color seemed to be the same as the original box.
Liu Yan dug a piece and held it in the palm of his hand. When it was no longer cold and the grease had melted a lot, he dipped his finger in it and applied it on him. While doing the expansion in the early stage, he leaned on Yi Mo's body again, kissing non-stop, and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Immo shook his head.
The second finger went in, and he asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Emo still shook his head.
When it came to the third finger, when Liu Yan was about to ask again, Yi Mo answered before him: "It doesn't hurt." She laughed as she spoke.
Liu Yan took a bite on his chest, leaving a tooth mark before getting up, and applied plenty of grease on his own, then cautiously, supported the swollen object, and pushed it forward little by little.
Halfway through, Yi Mo suddenly said: "It hurts." Liu Yan was already sweating on his forehead, so he stopped immediately and kissed his face again.
After a while, Yi Mo grabbed his hand, brought it to the tooth marks on his chest, and said calmly: "This bite hurts." He was just teasing, and the bad roots in his bones were causing trouble.
Unexpectedly, Liu Yan lowered her head, and kissed the tooth mark, as if she was really sad, and kept licking around the tooth mark, as if this could make the tooth mark disappear.
Yi Mo put away his joking mood, and gradually fell silent.
"Just tell me if it hurts." Liu Yan said, kissing his face, while moving slowly, kept kissing him with his lips, from cheek to neck, from collarbone to chest, the moist and hot kisses spread on the skin Every inch of her, the supreme love and pity. Devious and persistent, serious and solemn, as if a pilgrim is prostrate before his Holy Spirit, extremely pious.
It doesn't hurt. Emer wanted to say. But I couldn't say it, my heart was filled with a kind of sourness, but also with sweetness.
Raising his arms to hug the person on his body, Yi Mo really didn't feel any pain, not even the slightest bit, only a strong sense of disobedience.
No pleasure either.
But the strange thing is that when he watched the other party's cautious and gentle actions, he felt extremely satisfied.
Liu Yan had restrained herself from feeling very uncomfortable, but she still didn't dare to act rashly. It wasn't until the other party moved by itself, indicating that he could speed up, that Liu Yan lowered her head and kissed his lips, swung her waist, buried herself deeply in it, then withdrew, and buried herself again. Going round and round, the oldest human action is being performed.
The body he longed for has been opened for him, and what he longed for has already been obtained. When the final peak arrived, Liu Yanmo thought, if he could die like this...
If he could die like this, he would have no regrets if he was locked tightly and died in a way of being connected by flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, for some reason, the tears could no longer be held back, covering Yi Mo's body, Liu Yan burst into tears unknowingly.
The wetness on his shoulders made Yi Mo stunned for a moment, then he stroked his back, patted him lightly, and whispered: "Don't cry."
"Don't cry, don't be sad." Yi Mo said.
"I like you." Emo said.
Hearing this sound, Liu Yan cried even more inexplicably, like an unreasonable child, throwing himself on Yi Mo's shoulder, crying loudly, while crying: "I like you too."
He shouted again: "I want to cry!" It was completely unreasonable.
Yi Mo hugged him silently for a long time before saying: "I feel sad for you crying."
Liu Yan gradually stopped, grabbed the clothes beside her and covered her face, probably feeling ashamed, cleaned up the tears on her face, then simply dressed, went down to fetch water.
After wiping them clean, they lay down again.
The big red candle was only half lit, and under the quilt, Liu Yan's hand was stroking Yi Mo's body, from the shoulder blades to the narrow waist, from the back waist to the front body, scratching with the fingertips in the hair for a moment, Liu Yan grabbed it Caught his cock.
Yi Mo is very energetic, and has already been prodded by him to stand upright. At this moment, he was grabbed, but because he didn't know what the other person was thinking, he didn't do much. He just straightened his back, rubbed against his palm twice, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Liu Yan's face was flushed, she went over and gnawed on his lips, then took his hand, walked around behind her, and slid between her buttocks, the tight entrance twitched under his fingers, as if afraid , as if inviting.
Yi Mo's fingertips stabbed inward instinctively, and Liu Yan let out a soft cry, "Ah..."
"Teng" turned over suddenly, and the tide of emotion rushed over and beat Yi Mo to the drenching, almost losing his mind.
"You..." Seeing him stop suddenly, Liu Yan knew what he was worried about. Squinting her eyes and pressing her lips to his ear, Liu Yan whispered, "Don't you want to go back to your hometown?"
My hometown is where my heart is at ease.
Yi Mo bit his lip, this time she really couldn't stop.
After the fire was completely started, Liu Yan hugged him, wishing that the fire would burn hotter and more fiercely.
Put all your heart into it and never die!