Jun Mo's Adam's apple twitched slightly.
Chu Muyun was sleeping, and the single coat on his body was light cyan. Because of its smooth texture, it seemed to be translucent under the bright light in the room.
His neckline is slightly open, his neck is fair and slender, his collarbone is sexy and sultry, and the most terrible thing is his chest, because of the thin clothes, the red spots are looming.
His body has a pale feeling of weakness because he has slept for too long, but the more he is like this, the more attractive he is. . He straddled Jun Mo so much that he could not wait to overturn him on the bed, separate his legs, and crave the place of ecstasy that he had missed for too long.
only…
Jun Mo closed his eyes.
However, Chu Muyun approached him ambiguous: "I haven't done it for a long time, you have to be gentle."
Jun Mo closed his eyes, and a large amount of fireworks exploded in front of him. The charming scene made his reason separate and collapse.
He was already hard, the pain was unbearable, and Chu Muyun was grinding there on purpose, Jun Mo himself didn't know what tone he used to say these words.
"Your body hasn't recovered, so take a good rest."
He rejected him, it seemed thousands of years... No, it was the first time in the past and present.
God knows how much effort he used to say this.
But just like piercing through a paper tiger, Chu Muyun just glanced at him inexplicably, and let the castle he built so desperately scatter like a pile of sand.
Chu Muyun smiled: "So... you have to be gentle." He said, turned over, and with his dexterous fingers lifted the clothes that were in the way, and leaned over to cover the hard and hot spot.
Jun Mo stretched out his hand, rationally trying to push him away, but the hand seemed to have his own consciousness, but instead pushed him down arrogantly.
Chu Muyun snorted, after all, this thing is too big. But he didn't resist, instead he indulged him and gave him great stimulation.
In this way, it is out of control.
Although Chu Muyun's body was so weak this time, the medicine Jun Mo just gave him was really good, and it seemed that he was really nourishing his body. He was unable to move at first, but now he is able to make a hearty shot.
At the end, he fainted directly.
Jun Mo's hands and feet were numb, and Chu Muyun was in a daze, rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Jun Mo didn't even dare to move.
In fact, he didn't shoot at all, but because of Chu Muyun's posture, the joy that spread from the bottom of his heart had flowed to his limbs, bringing him a more pleasant experience than sex.
He hugged him and looked down at him with a dreamlike distortion.
Why... all of a sudden... being so nice to him
This brought hope to his despairing heart, and brought light to his ashes soul...
What was he thinking about? What are you thinking about? Do you want him to let his guard down and leave the diabolo forest? I still want to coax him and let him do what he wants him to do...
Jun Mo found that no matter what he was planning, he couldn't be angry or angry.
What's even more absurd is that he even has a sad sense of happiness, thankful that he is still useful, and that he can 'exhaust his mind' like this.
Do you have to do this to yourself? Jun Mo didn't know, but his obsession with him was already connected with flesh and blood, and when he pulled it, the flesh and blood became blurred.
When Chu Muyun woke up, he found that he had been placed on the bed safely.
Chu Muyun was in good spirits, looking at the plain decorations in this room, the more he looked at it, the more he felt happy.
Simple yet stylish, simple yet atmospheric.
This diabolo forest in Junmo is very suitable for self-cultivation and self-cultivation. It is really good to keep it as a leisure vacation place in the future.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Ling Baobao, who came out of the retreat, asked, "On the top of Meishan Mountain... Don't worry about it?"
Chu Muyun: "It doesn't matter."
Baby Zero is still very anxious: "Will it not kill anyone?"
According to the host's conjecture, Yan Shen is going to make big news, does it really matter if he doesn't stop it
Chu Muyun sighed slightly: "If you care about it, you will be confused. I thought it was wrong before."
"Yan Chen wants to kill other Demon Venerables, and he has the idea of perishing together, but Chu Muyun must be indispensable in this link.
Chu Muyun was not there, Jun Mo was not there, so many things Yan Chen knew, he would definitely be able to figure it out.
How could he be willing to do that mantis when the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole.
So it is bound to not let the students riot.
And as long as the life door is not chaotic, all this will not collapse.
Then there is nothing to worry about.
Chu Muyun put on a coat and wanted to get out of bed for a walk, but the door opened.
Jun Mo has the medicine in his hand again.
Chu Muyun was very cautious: "Is it sweeter this time?"
Jun Mo paused.
He still didn't get used to it. He was like someone who had been frozen in the cold for too long, and suddenly returned to the warm room, but instead felt a little stinging and uneasy.
But he didn't want to break the silence: "If it is sweetened, it will affect the efficacy of the medicine."
Chu Muyun frowned and said, "Can't you make pills?"
Jun Mo said warmly: "It needs to be heated to exert its maximum effect, and it has to be boiled to make pills." At that time, it will still be turned into a bowl of medicinal soup.
Chu Muyun also understands pharmacology, he sighed slightly and said, "Give it to me."
Jun Mo handed it to him.
Chu Muyun held his breath again and sighed. After drinking, he shivered in pain.
Jun Mo prepared candied fruit and wanted to fill him with one, but Chu Muyun pressed him and kissed him, dyeing his mouth with the smell of medicine.
Jun Mo only felt that when the bitterness slipped from the tip of the tongue to the throat, it had become a puddle of sweet water, which flowed to the internal organs, turning the blood that was running into sticky honey.
Sweet, but suffocating.
In this way, Chu Muyun actually stayed in the Diabolo Forest for half a month.
He didn't talk about the outside world at all, he only took care of his body seriously, and he chatted with Junmo about pharmacological pills, or some trivial things. .
After his body got better and better, he even pestered Jun Mo at night.
At first, he also knew that he was in poor health, so he didn't dare to indulge himself too much. As long as he was cool, he couldn't control Jun Mo and fell asleep with his head covered.
Not only was Jun Mo not annoyed, but he felt very at ease. Just hugging him to sleep like this made him feel like heaven and earth.
After the body was healed, Chu Muyun began to 'take care' of Jun Mo. He went back and forth, almost making Jun Mo lose control, and pressed him until the sky was bright.
Chu Muyun lay lazily on the soft quilt and sighed, "It's good to have a high cultivation base, it will last."
Jun Mo, who got out of bed, paused slightly.
Chu Muyun was lying there naked, with attractive skin like pearls falling on black satin, which was really eye-catching.
Jun Mo's mouth was dry again, but he didn't dare to make trouble with him, so he simply turned around.
Chu Muyun stared straight at him: wide shoulders and narrow waist, the perfect line that slides to the hips makes people bloody.
Chu Muyun paused for a while, and then he said, "Amo, can I fuck you?"