The fragile concrete floor could not withstand the bombardment of two supernatural experts, and a big hole was broken. The gravel and wall dust all fell into the room directly below. Several screams made Lin Wenbo and Lin Wenbo, who were still fighting in the fall, fall into the room. Song Haoran quickly left, and turned to check if anyone was crushed.
Seeing in horror the bed that was smashed to pieces by the cement blocks, Cao Yanan was afraid for a while. This is really a disaster. Fortunately, she disliked the small bed and couldn't use it. She didn't sleep on it with Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia, but made a floor on the ground, otherwise she would have turned into meat by now.
Wrap Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia carefully with a bed sheet, and make sure that there is no place that should not be exposed. The two men who fell from the sky, Cao Yanan jumped up, pointed at the two and scolded, "Fuck you! It's so early in the morning!" What's the trouble? Do you know that we were almost crushed to death just now?! If you want to fight, I will accompany you!"
"Ah Nan! Put on your clothes first!" Le Jia propped his forehead and reminded weakly. Yang Xiaoxue broke free from the tightly wrapped sheets, stretched out a bare arm, picked up the scattered clothes on the ground and threw them to her.
Cao Yana looked down, only to realize that she was still naked, and didn't care about the eyes of the two men. She took the clothes and put them on slowly. If you don't look at her radiant face, her generous and natural attitude is better than Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran still looked like pure men.
"I'm sorry, we were negligent!" Lin Wenbo apologized without looking at Cao Yanan's curvy figure. After her making such a fuss, the anger and unwillingness in his heart have calmed down a little.
"Sorry!" Song Haoran's red eyes gradually faded, and he pursed his lips and said.
"It's a good thing we didn't sleep in bed last night, otherwise you would apologize to the ghost today! I said you are not good brothers? How did you turn against each other?" Cao Yanan said angrily, as if thinking of something, rubbing his jaw and looking up and down the two of them playfully, That gaze was extremely penetrating, and he wished he could strip off the clothes of the two of them.
"It's none of your business." Song Haoran was uncomfortable with her wretched gaze, stared at her coldly, and strode towards the door.
Lin Wenbo nodded slightly to Cao Yanan, and said in a low voice, "I'll send someone to repair your room later, sorry to bother you."
Cao Yanan waved his hands. Seeing that the two of them were about to step out of the room, he finally couldn't help the desire to gossip in his heart, and asked loudly, "Oh, did you fight because of Young Master Gong? This is the official war between the rivals?"
Le Jia and Yang Xiaoxue's spirits were shaken, and they looked at them with piercing eyes, full of curiosity for knowledge. Two men competing for one man, what a show!
"I said it's none of your business!" Song Haoran suddenly turned his head and reprimanded in a vicious voice. Lin Wenbo also stopped, turned around and gave Cao Yanan a warning look.
Cao Yanan rolled her eyes, and spat, "Damn it! They are two big men, but they are so fucking messed up! The end of the world, human beings are about to perish, and you are still squirming and fighting Yes, annoying or not? Hypocritical or not? If you want to monopolize Young Master Gong, you can either impress Young Master Gong's heart or destroy your rival in love. If you can't impress Young Master Gong and destroy your rival in love, you can only suffer. It’s actually good to be alone together, it’s better to love fiercely if you have this time to waste time, maybe you will belch tomorrow! Don’t you feel wronged after becoming a ghost?”
"Yeah! What are you struggling with? Let's go together! The three of us will have a good life!" Yang Xiaoxue and Le Jia pulled the sheets and stood up, smiling.
Before the two of them finished speaking, a vibrating massage stick fell from the bed sheet with a plop, and it lay on the ground buzzing. Le Jia laughed, and kicked the massage stick away with a flushed face. Cao Yanan cried out distressedly, "Oh, grandma, don't kick it! I found this with great difficulty!" She picked up the massager while talking, turned off the switch, and blew the dust on it lovingly.
Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran's complexions turned from red to purple, and then from purple to black. They glanced at the three women twitchingly, and left with stiff steps. I thought that my moral bottom line would drop again and again under the ravages of the last days, and it was about to reach a negative value, but the scene just now subverted the three views of the two of them again. They didn't expect such a pairing to exist in the world, and they could live in peace and harmony. It cannot be denied that the two of them were indeed touched.
Putting aside the weird feeling in their hearts, thinking of Gong Lixin who was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, the two of them had no intention of fighting again, and walked towards the room in silence.
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After being entangled all night and sleeping in Lin Wenbo's arms again, Gong Lixin was not at all on high alert as before, until the sound of the floor collapsing vibrated and he suddenly woke up from his sleep.
Looking down at the mess on his lower body, feeling the numbness and pain in his posterior acupoint, he frowned delicately and slowly sat up from the bed. Brother Lin and Song are not here! He looked around the room, his cool and watery eyes were covered with a layer of haze, his brows frowned even tighter, trying to search for the location of the two of them with his excellent five senses, after thinking about it, he finally laughed at himself and gave up.
Standing up and stepping on the floor with his bare feet, he bent down, ready to pick up the two pieces of clothes that were thrown around randomly. As he bent over, the slightly red and swollen chrysanthemum stamen contracted, and a thick turbid liquid flowed out, slowly sliding down his thighs, and a strong musky scent wafted in the air.
Everything of last night was like a movie, played back frame by frame in his mind, every movement and every expression of his was clearly visible, even the pleasure left in his body flowed through his limbs like electricity, making him His bones froze, and his cheeks flushed red. Such ecstasy, such willingness, was the supreme happiness he had never felt before.
However, as if thinking of something, his face immediately turned pale as paper, grabbed the already mottled sheets, wiped the heels of his legs slightly, quickly put on his clothes and returned to his room.
Standing in front of the large mirror in the bathroom and looking at the dense red marks on his body, he frowned, and his pale to transparent face was full of unspeakable worries and remorse.
Although he has never been involved in the world, it does not mean that he knows nothing. In his last life, he could guess from the reaction of those captive furnaces how unbearable and disgusting it is for a man to have sex with a man. Those furnaces would scold him for being mean and evil at first, but although they gradually accepted the status quo, they would hate him inexplicably and call him lewd in the end.
He has never been in contact with crowds, so he can't understand their capriciousness, but he is also a human being, and a flesh-and-blood person will be sad, so he hates this so-called dual cultivation method more and more.
In his previous life, he was controlled by Xiao Lin, and he had nowhere to escape. In this life, he wanted to start over and live a clean life, but he took another wrong step. Thinking of this, he clenched his lower lip and thought bitterly: What should I do? I could push Brother Lin and Song away and find two women for them, but I didn't do that. What will they think of me? Will you look down on me and hate me
He drooped his shoulders weakly, slowly curled up his emaciated body, and sat on the cold bathroom floor. He was a little confused, a little scared, and didn't know what expression to use to face the two of them. Come to think of it, they were unwilling to face him, so they left in a hurry early in the morning.
With a wry smile, he buried his head between his knees, trying to escape the reality in front of him for a while, but the scorching heat coming from his dantian did not allow him to continue thinking about it. Is this internal force growing by itself? After a few breaths, he realized this. There is no way, there is no dual cultivation for a long time, and the internal strength has not increased in the past two years, he has almost forgotten this feeling.
Quickly got up, hung a sign of 'Please Excuse Me' outside the door, locked the door, sat cross-legged on the bed, put his hands on his knees, pinched the formula, and began to focus on the operation of internal energy to consolidate the newly-increased cultivation .
Lin Wenbo and Song Haoran both returned to the room, and they were shocked when they saw the empty bed. Lin Wenbo rushed into the bathroom to check, while Song Haoran turned his head and ran towards Gong Lixin's room. They were too negligent, how could they let the boy wake up alone in bed? Thinking of everything that happened last night, how sad and fearful and helpless should he be? Thinking of this at the same time, the hearts of the two of them throbbed, and they couldn't breathe.
Running to the door of the boy's room, Song Haoran saw the sign of 'Please do not disturb' hanging on the door. Song Haoran's eyes were red, and he was about to kick the door. The issue of belonging, what came first, what came first, what jealousy...all were left behind by him. He just wanted to see the boy right away, to make sure he wasn't hurt, that he didn't hate himself and hate himself. As long as everything is fine for the boy, he doesn't mind about anything.
"Don't kick!" Lin Wenbo arrived in time to stop Song Haoran's rough behavior, "Leave him alone for a while. We will talk to him after he calms down."
"But I'm afraid he won't think about it!" Song Haoran panted heavily, his voice hoarse. What they did last night was any different from gang rape? No one can stand it!
"Will Xiaoxin be the kind of person who can't think about it? He cherishes his life more than anyone else, so he won't do anything to hurt himself. We go in now, he is upset and can't listen to our explanation, or Come back in a while." Lin Wenbo wiped his messy forehead hair, a layer of green stubble appeared on his firm chin, he described it as very downcast, and he couldn't see the appearance of the usual elegant nobleman at all.
"Alright then." Song Haoran's eyes were red, he hesitated for a long time before nodding feebly.
"Let's go, think about how to explain it later." Lin Wenbo patted him on the shoulder, his bright golden eyes became lifeless now.
"How can we explain this? Damn it! If Li Xin refuses to forgive me, I'll kill that bastard Xu Er immediately!" Song Haoran followed behind Lin Wenbo, his thick eyebrows frowned, and his expression was manic. Lin Wenbo's eyes also showed a hint of evil spirit, but it was more of guilt and remorse. The two supported each other and returned to the room, no longer confronting each other as before, and the swords were on the verge of breaking out.
The culprit, Xu Er, lay on the bed and sneezed loudly, rubbed his nose, turned over and fell asleep again.