The elegant study room is entwined with bursts of ink fragrance, and the eyes are full of exquisite carvings. Yue Lancang leaned on the concubine's couch beside the window pane casually.
"Master, the Southern Border Gu Master will arrive tomorrow. The people below are ready to respond." The visitor lowered his head and lowered his eyes and finished speaking, but there was no response from above, so he could only continue to wait respectfully.
After a long while, he heard the man say "retire." As he exited the door, he was puzzled—since yesterday, the leader seemed to be absent-minded, and it seemed that it could only be that matter.
Yue Lancang was indeed very absent-minded, so he didn't even know when the well-behaved male pet beside him came - until a burst of strong fragrance hit him, he unconsciously frowned.
After staying by that person's side for a long time, smelling the faint cold fragrance for several days, and smelling this strong fragrance again, I just feel extremely vulgar!
"Master..." The soft voice recalled Yue Lancang's thoughts of running away, looking at the person in front of him, covered in red gauze, and the black and green cloak was scattered on the ground when he entered the door. He knelt on the side of the couch with his two pink and smooth thighs, his head lay in front of Yue Lancang's curved legs, and he slightly raised his jaw and smiled obediently. The faintly exposed white chest and two bright reds are looming in the red gauze.
Ever since meeting Lin Qi, Yue Lancang hadn't been to those young masters in the backyard, so in this situation, his long-standing desire could not help but surge up.
Feeling the breath of the person in front of him getting deeper, the person kneeling by the couch smiled, and then buried his head in Yue Lancang's crotch. The pink tongue was drawn out, and the coat was bitten open bit by bit in an extremely sensational way, revealing the half-hard things under the layers of robes. His lips stuck to the buckle of the belt, and he opened his mouth to bite, pull, and pull, and the belt fell off lightly.
The flower-like red lips were licked and kissed through the underwear, and the numbing heat made it swell a little. Then he bit down on a corner of his trousers and pulled it off bit by bit...
The red gauze was loosely covering her body, and the long black and blue hair snaked down from her back and swayed along with the back and forth of her head.
The white, tender and slender waist also kept shaking. The red yarn wrapped around the waist rose and fell slowly and gracefully, drawing arc-shaped curves on the side of the body, like willows supporting the wind, swaying slowly...
There is a faint sound of water sizzling in the house...
Obviously it is the most comfortable enjoyment, but Yue Lancang feels that everything is not right. He frowned, and looked at the person below him irritably—the eyebrows were low, and he usually thought he was well-behaved, but now he only felt that he was full of false flattery; his brows were full of smiles, and he usually thought it was enchanting, but now he thought it was flattery, extremely vulgar! …
He suddenly lost interest.
The person under him realized that the thing in his mouth hadn't reached that point, but was still half-soft, and couldn't help but turn pale, and his mouth speeded up...
Yue Lancang looked out of the window, and a deserted look appeared in his mind. He was extremely indifferent to people, but it was actually the most genuine reaction. Even hatred didn't pollute his innocence, he laid out everything in front of you nakedly, and told you that he would kill you—your teeth were itching in anger but you couldn't bear to touch him, there was nothing you could do!
Yue Lancang suddenly got a little restless, the image was so obvious that he couldn't contain the images in his mind, he couldn't help but imagine how hearty it would be if the man in front of him was serving him personally!
His mouth must also be warm and tight, and his tongue must be soft, probably not as flexible as this, but more jerky. However, just thinking of him... would be the ultimate joy.
Just thinking about it, he couldn't help it...
The person kneeling in front of the couch swallowed with difficulty what was in his mouth. He was a little confused, so what was half soft one moment suddenly swelled to the peak the next moment!
Yue Lancang didn't care about the surprised look of the people beside the couch, he just narrowed his eyes lazily, and curled up comfortably with his toes tense.
He remembered the scene when he faced him for the first time in the prison cell, like a fairy or a demon, making you have to surrender—he just stood there quietly, with no desire, no desire, no sorrow in his star-like eyes Wuxi, like a fairy in the world of mortals, carries out the coldness and ruthlessness of the deep sea ice. But still people can't help but want to kneel at his feet one after another, to appreciate the ultimate joy and madness, even if they know that he is cold-hearted and indifferent.
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With a loud bang, Yue Lancang raised his eyes and looked out of the window—layers of dark clouds rolled up in the sky, and the thick clouds pushed forward, and the atmosphere was very depressing for a while.
"Master, it seems that the weather is going to be cloudy and rainy for several days." The person kneeling on the ground beside him looked at Yue Lancang's eyes looking out of the window, and said cautiously.
I never thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Yue Lancang on the couch got up and got out of bed in an instant, and the strong wind blowing up the large coat carried the person by the couch a few meters away. The shadow of Yue Lancang
Rainy weather! —"Young master's body is just weak. With these injuries now, I'm afraid that even if he heals well, he will suffer from the root cause of the disease. Every time it is cloudy and rainy, his whole body will be in unbearable pain like being bitten by ants."
The doctor's words echoed in Yue Lancang's ears, anxious in her heart, and she flew straight to the cell without stopping.
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It was a dark cell, similar to where Lynch first woke up. The dim yellow candlelight on the stone wall is like beans, pulling the shadows of all things long; the only small window in the cell, there is a ticking sound on the window lattice, and it becomes the only one in this silent room. A little noise added some dead and gloomy taste.
A cold and damp viscous feeling slowly spread in it.
On the high stone steps, a man in a large and luxurious dress rushed over, his handsome face was flickering against the dim light of the fire, coupled with the strong evil spirit exuding from his body, it was so chilling that people couldn't help it. look straight at.
The guards on both sides knelt down to greet him, but he didn't pay any attention. He grabbed a person casually, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a cold expression, "Where is Lynch locked?" His face was pale with fright, and he pointed out the place tremblingly. Yue Lancang threw him casually, and walked in very quickly.
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If there was ever a time in this world where Yue Lancang's expression could change, it should be now.
Looking at the person not far in front of her, the blood on Yue Lancang's face faded little by little, and finally disappeared. I only feel that the palms of my hands are sweaty and my nails are deeply embedded in my flesh, so I can barely control all my crazy thoughts and prevent myself from losing my mind!
The man was lying quietly on the haystack with only a thin underclothes, his exposed jade-colored skin had turned into a dark green suet jade; The tips of her eyes slid to her ears, and then dripped to the ground, slowly spreading and soaking into the soil... But that body was like the most perfect statue, without a single movement!
Yue Lancang's hands trembled uncontrollably, in stark contrast to his calm face. If you look closely, you will find that the hand has reached the point where even the blood is about to stop flowing. He almost used all his strength to suppress his fear.
Stepping closer, he squatted down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and tentatively touched the cheek of the person in front of him, followed by great ecstasy. Regardless of the other party's soaked underwear, he firmly pressed him into his arms with both hands, and the knuckles he held tightly turned white—the moment he felt the temperature, Yue Lancang's eyes were sore that he almost shed tears.
The underwear that Lynch wrapped his body was already drenched, and the thin temperature of his body was almost gone, and the cold sweat that flowed out of his body was pulled away from his body little by little, wrapped in a bone-chilling coolness. His body convulsed in small arcs, and then trembled uncontrollably. The underwear was sticky on his pale skin, and his whole body was wet with sweat, which was enough to know how much he had suffered before he passed out. Pain, faintly visible bruised skin under the drenched underwear.
The usual cold and lonely look is particularly pale and fragile at this time; Nine Heavens Immortal fell to the mortal world, Yue Lancang, are you still satisfied
Yue Lancang hugged the person in her arms tightly and squeezed into her chest, as if she wanted to transmit her fiery temperature to him.
He felt the distressed appearance of the people under him, but there was no joy, only a dull pain—he regretted it, regretted it very much! He shouldn't be angry with him, he shouldn't have thrown him into this place knowing that he is not in good health!
No! He was wrong in the first place! He shouldn't allow others to abolish his martial arts! …
Yue Lancang, have you noticed that before you know it, you have put everything about Lynch in your heart—he said that the day he comes out is the day you fall!
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Yue Lancang picked him up, used his lightness skills to the extreme, and flew towards Lancangju quickly. His eyes were dyed crimson at this time, the scene of Lynch lying lifelessly on the haystack was always lingering in his mind, reminding him of the unforgettable pain over and over again , and the great ecstasy of finding it again!
The corner of his mouth slowly opened into a smile, but he accidentally magnified the sourness in his heart—he should hate himself! Thinking of this, my heart felt like being pricked by small needles one by one.
In a trance, he felt a little dazed, this shouldn't be his heart, his heart shouldn't be hurting at first, but now his heart hurts... The nails of the hands that hugged Lynch tightly cut the palms, and the bright red blood flowed with both sides. When people fly fast, they drop to the ground like teardrops, one drop or two...