Duan Ling heard Muqing mention that before Changliu-Jun starts killing people, he must take off his mask and say three sentences, the first sentence "Hello", the second sentence "I am Changliu Jun", and the third sentence "I am came to kill you." The next step is to start, no matter how high the martial arts is, all of them will be blocked with a sword. And it is said that almost all the people who have heard these three sentences are dead, and only Wuluohoumu is still alive.
So why is Muqing still alive after hearing it? No, it's not important. When it came to laxatives, Duan Ling thought of Changliu-jun taking off his mask first. He said two sentences in three sentences. When he said "I'm Changliu-jun", he quickly waved his hand and signaled to wait a moment. He couldn't continue. , the scene of rushing into the bushes to relieve himself is really hilarious.
"What are you laughing at?" Wu Du asked inexplicably.
"It's nothing." Duan Ling replied solemnly, for fear that Wu Duzhen would abuse and rectify Changliujun like this, and the fragile friendship that he finally established would be over.
"Do you go out to work at night?" Duan Ling asked.
"No." Wu Du took off Duan Ling's white tiger Mingguang armor, folded it on the head of the bed, and let him lie down to sleep. Duan Ling always felt that Yuan Ren might have something to do with it, but this is Lang Junxia's business, and he should be more nervous than himself.
For a while, Lang Junxia couldn't find the time to kill himself, and he didn't even tell Cai Yan that he was still alive, Duan Ling always felt that something was wrong. He rested on Wu Du's shoulders and arms, thinking wildly and beating his heart, he wanted to hug Wu Du's waist, he had broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a good figure, a bit like his father, Ling preferred to entangle him when he was sleeping.
But when his feet moved a little, he touched the one between Wu Du's crotch. Wu Du didn't know if he had fallen asleep, but the one seemed to be awake, and he felt a burst of momentum.
Does he like himself too? This thought suddenly flashed in Duan Ling's mind, remembering that every night they spent together, Wu Du always liked to make fun of him every now and then, and even made jokes about "doing you" to him...
Duan Ling's heart was up and down, and he secretly opened his eyes to look at Wu Du. Seeing that Wu Du was breathing evenly, he seemed to have fallen asleep. After running all day today, Duan Ling began to feel sleepy and could not open his eyes, and gradually fell asleep. .
After a long, long time, Wu Du gently turned to his side, hugged Duan Ling face to face, and hugged him a little more into his arms. Duan Ling, as usual, unconsciously hung his foot on Wu Du's waist. , the two were entangled with each other.
Wu Du's breathing was light, and he looked at Duan Ling for a while, then pressed against each other, his breaths staggered. After a while, Wu Ducai suppressed the urge to kiss him, forced his eyes closed, took a deep breath, and fell asleep peacefully.
Duan Ling had a strange dream.
In the dream, he was lying on Ben Xiaola's car with no clothes on, and when he realized that he was busy pulling the hay over and covering his body, his face was flushed.
"Father!" he shouted.
No one came over, but a white tiger with hanging eyes appeared beside the car. The white tiger was majestic and had gentle eyes. He climbed into the car twice, and carefully pushed away the hay with his claws, exposing him naked to the white tiger. under the watchful eye.
Duan Ling felt both exciting and embarrassing, but he had no idea of resistance. He stretched out his arms and hugged the white tiger. The most sensitive part of Ling was buried in the soft fine hair, which made him groan in comfort, a feeling gathered like a turbulent current, and then rushed straight out, roaring over his perception.
The sky was bright, Duan Ling woke up, turned over and subconsciously hugged Wu Du, only to find that Wu Du was gone.
"Wu Du?" Duan Ling got up and sat up only to find that his pants were gone, and the quilt was cold.
"Yes!" Wu Du was in the backyard, his tone seemed a little annoyed.
Duan Ling was holding the quilt, his face flushed, thinking what happened last night? Why did the pants come off inexplicably
"What are you doing?" Duan Ling asked.
"Wash your pants!" Wu Du replied.
Duan Ling felt strange, what did Wu Du do while he was sleeping last night? It's like in a brothel... But how did his guy get in mine... Duan Ling was busy touching his body, but he didn't feel any pain. What happened? !
"Why, why... why?" Duan Ling asked, "Why are you taking off my pants?"
Wu Du replied, "You wet the bed!"
Duan Ling said, "Impossible! I'm sixteen! How can I wet the bed!"
"When you say you wet the bed, you wet the bed." Wu Du was freezing cold, sitting in the backyard and rubbing up his thin pants, his hands and face flushed, and he said, "Don't ask!"
Duan Ling said again: "I will never wet the bed."
"It's me, it's me." Wu Du said, "It's me who wet the bed, stop talking!"
Duan Ling laughed, and then felt wrong again. He touched the bed. The bed-wetting should have been very wet. He jumped out of bed, turned out his trousers, put on his trousers, and wrapped his coat to the yard to see. , Seeing that Wu Du's trousers have been thrown aside and haven't been washed, he is burying his head in washing his own.
Duan Ling wanted to see Wu Du's pants, but Wu Du threw them into the basin and let him in with a red face.
During breakfast, Duan Ling asked again, "Why do you wet the bed?"
Wu Du: "..."
"Don't ask any more." Wu Du complained bitterly, "Master has been holding back for a long time. Last night, you rubbed against me again, and you can't hold back, can't you?"
"What happened?" Duan Ling asked inexplicably.
Wu Du put his hand on his forehead and said, "Starting tonight, I will sleep on the ground and you will sleep on the bed."
"Don't—" Duan Ling screamed.
With a helpless expression on his face, Wu Du signaled Duan Ling to eat quickly. Duan Ling was eating and eating, and he remembered the feeling of last night, as if he had that dream and solved some things by himself. He was a little tired, but he felt very comfortable.
I don't know if Changliu-jun and Zheng Yan have finished their work, it shouldn't be so fast. Duan Ling pondered for a moment, it was the twelfth lunar month, the Chinese New Year was almost here, and it would be after the New Year at the earliest. If there was no news, it would still be business as usual.
When Duan Ling was studying that day, he couldn't help but think back to that strange dream last night, and Mu Qing didn't speak much. Duan Ling thought about it, but always felt that something was wrong. Muqing seemed to know more. Didn't he let Wu Du give spring medicine last time
Wu Du was stunned, looking at Duan Ling from time to time. The rest of Lord Changliu was holding a copy of "Thousand Characters", where the sky and the earth were dark and yellow, and the universe was vast, as if he was chanting silently, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
In the afternoon, Wu Du caught snow under the porch and wiped his face. While he was away, Duan Ling moved the animal husbandry chime and said, "Hey, young master, let me ask you something."
Yesterday, Duan Ling left without telling him. Mu Qing was unhappy at first, thinking about not talking to Duan Ling in the morning and punishing him, but Duan Ling opened his mouth first, and Mu Qing returned to normal. Consider this a sign of reconciliation.
"What?" Mu Qing asked, "Do you still want to go to the palace?"
"No no." Duan Ling waved his hand hurriedly, leaned forward, and said, "Have you seen... that or something?"
"What?" Mu Qing was inexplicable, and moved closer to Duan Ling.
Duan Ling thought about it for a while, and then simply asked, "When a man grows up... when he sleeps, is he..."
Mu Qing: "???"
"Bedwetting?"
Muqing seemed to understand something, Duan Ling was very difficult, bit his head, and asked the word.
Mu Qing: "..."
Mu Qing let out a "poof" laugh, Duan Ling's face flushed to the root of his neck, Mu Qing leaned into his ear and explained to him in a low voice, Duan Ling looked incredulous.
"Didn't your family study medicine?" Mu Qing said, "How could you not know about this kind of thing?"
"I, I, I..." Duan Ling said, "I really don't know, my father never taught me."
Mu Qing laughed and asked Duan Ling, "Do you want to play? I'll teach you how to play."
"No, no, no." Duan Ling didn't return to his senses and didn't understand what Mu Qing's invitation meant. His mind was full of those pictures. He thought of the pictures of the erotic palace he saw in Qunfang Pavilion, and the last time he came here. The servant who served him, and the strong man who kicked back and closed the door, immediately had mixed feelings and didn't know what to say.
"Master—"
Changliu-jun lay on the low couch to take a nap, with a book of "Thousand Characters" covering his face, his voice changed a little.
Duan Ling: "!!!"
Duan Ling almost dropped his chin, and Lord Changliu said vividly: "Young master is really handsome, can I sing you a song?"
That night, the person in the Qunfang Pavilion was - Lord Changliu! Duan Ling's world collapsed in an instant.
"You, you... Lord Changliu, you!" Duan Ling was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.
"Do you want to play, young master?" Changliu-jun said, "Huh?"
Duan Ling suddenly understood that Lord Changliu was there to monitor himself and Wu Du that night! And what Lang Junxia saw was that the carriage of Mu Mansion was actually Mu Qing's! In other words, Mu Kuangda knew about the private meeting between Wu Du and Cai Yan!
Duan Ling thought about it for a second, and was surprised and calmed down, but was very embarrassed, but Changliu-Jun and Muqing were not embarrassed, and they were nothing.
"Do you often go there?" Duan Ling asked.
"Just to play." Mu Qing said, "Didn't Wu Du also take you there? Or is it Wu Du who treats you..."
"No." Changliujun knew very well, covered his face with a book, and said, "Wu Du is a fucking liuxiahui, hold this son of a bitch like a heart, and see how long he can bear it."
The one who was most surprised was Mu Qing, and Duan Ling immediately said: "Don't talk about it! Okay, that's it, you guys continue to study."
Duan Ling was very embarrassed to Muqing, but after listening to Changliu-jun talking, it was better. For some reason, when Wu Du washed his face and came in, he was blown by the cold wind outside, and there was a bit of ice on his eyebrows, so he found a towel to wipe his face. , and found that all three were staring at him.
"What are you looking at?" Wu Du asked inexplicably.
The three hurriedly turned their heads together, not looking.