All my family members passed away when I was very young, and I vaguely remember that there was a famine in my hometown, almost to the point of cannibalism. I was able to survive, and I was also brought into Islam by the passing leader of the Han Yi sect. It can also be said that I had shit luck.
I was so young at the time that I didn't even know how old I was or where my family was, let alone my name. The name Han Qingyan was chosen by the old sect master, because it was the "Han Yi Sect", so I took the surname "Han".
When I first started teaching in the first few years, I could do whatever I wanted to do, and I was satisfied with having a meal to eat and a bed to sleep on. When I got older and knew what kind of environment I was in, I would be stunned for a long time every time I saw a bird fluttering high.
The blue sky is thousands of miles away, but I have to be trapped in this deep mountain. Obviously, as long as I go out, there is a great world waiting for me, but I am bound by invisible shackles, unable to move a step.
Although the old sect leader is my master, he has many disciples, and his kinship is different. My aptitude is average, and my temperament is not active. Basically, in his eyes, I am a dispensable passerby. But I'm not pushy either, so what if I please him? Even if the leader's seat was given to me to sit, I didn't want to sit.
There are so many people in the teaching, I am not close to the old sect master, and I am not close to my brothers and sisters. Only I have some friendship with my uncle Lin Yue.
At that time, I felt that he was similar to me. They were people who had no ambition and were willing to live an ordinary life. Although it was later proved that I was too naive, I did get along very well with him at that time.
I have no ambitions. Before I became the leader, I would not participate in all the affairs of the church if I could not participate. It is not so much that I am a personal biography of the old leader, but that I am a mountain patrol disciple. So when the old sect leader came down and appointed me as the new sect leader, I was in a fog and didn't know what to do with this hot potato that fell from the sky.
I still remember when I was sitting beside the old sect leader's bed, he took my hand with difficulty and said, "Qingyan, I will rely on you after Han Yijiao..." He was so old when I wasn't paying attention.
I opened my mouth sternly, but couldn't make a sound, but before nodding in agreement, he exhaled a long breath, and went to the fairy. Then a group of elders and guardians swarmed up and pushed me aside. After that, I became the twenty-sixth leader of the Han Yi Sect.
Han Yijiao has a bad reputation outside, and is not ashamed of Zhengdao martial arts. I am actually quite afraid that they will attack them. Plus, I have no ambition to invade the Central Plains. The image is corrected.
I rely too much on Lin Yue, and I don't even know if he does what I say. Now that I think about it, he should be yang and yin, otherwise those righteous people would not be able to find me so quickly.
Han Yijiao can stand upright for so many years, naturally it has its ability. There are many organs on the Partridge Mountain, and the first siege of the righteous people was not smooth. It can be said that the casualties were heavy. If it wasn't for the news that Lin Yue was beleaguered and in critical condition from the bottom of the mountain, I would not have hurried down the mountain with a cadre of disciples, so that no one was rescued, but instead, they were killed by the righteous people without leaving a piece of armor. He ran for his life farther and farther away from the Partridge Mountain, the more he escaped, the more he strayed, and finally fell off the cliff with no way out.
Lin Yue is so cunning, so naturally he won't really be subdued. After thinking about it, it can only be that he intends to use the hands of others to get rid of me. What a sinister plan, pity I still wanted to save him at that time!
Under the cliff was the rushing water, and I was seriously injured. When the icy river water penetrated into my eyes, ears, nose, and nose, I thought I was going to die. I never imagined that when I opened my eyes, I would be lying in a cave, not far away. There was a swaying bonfire, and a tall man wrapped in animal skins.
I don't know where I've drifted to, and if it wasn't for the pain in all my limbs, I would have wondered if I had descended into the underworld.
For the first two days, I was groggy and I was still wearing that wet suit. I would open my eyes from time to time, but after a few blinks, I fainted again. Fortunately, the madman knew to feed me some wild fruits, otherwise I would Probably already dead.
On the third day, I was cold all over, I had a bad fever, and I woke up from a coma.
The first thing is to ask the madman for help.
"This big brother... please... take off my clothes... put me by the fire..." I continued after a while, "I'm cold."
The madman did not act immediately, but stared at me for a long time with his deep eyes.
I was paralyzed with my hands and feet, and my hair was messy, and it slipped down my cheeks because of the sideways motion, obscuring my vision.
My eyelids are getting heavier and my body is getting colder.
"Please... save me..." It's better to live than to die. Since God didn't let me fall to my death, I have to find a way to survive.
In my memory, I kept begging him to save me. I didn't know what I said and how long it took. I vaguely remember that after a long time, he slowly approached me and said a word, as if asking me a question.
"Okay..." I'm about to die, so naturally he said what he said, and agreed randomly.
Afterwards, I fainted again, my body was no longer cold in the dimness, and my whole body was warm, as if I was next to a big stove.
The next day, my fever subsided, and when I woke up, it was early in the morning, and the sun shone into the cave, illuminating the lunatic sleeping beside me.
My chaotic mind was stunned for a while before I could sort out the situation at that time, and then I realized that I was naked and sleeping with a strange man. And if I'm not mistaken, the hot and hard stick between the legs is obviously the other person's crotch.
fuck him!
Too shocked, I can only think of the above four words.
Probably felt that I was awake, and the lunatic opened his eyes after a while. He looked at me with a smile slowly forming in his eyes, then grinned at me with his white teeth and smirked.
"Nah, nah!" He called me as he leaned over and rubbed my face with his chin full of scorn.
I was stiff, and I didn't know what to do. Even if my limbs were intact, I would be at a loss.
To this day, I still don't know what I promised him in the first place.
"Then what happened to Lin Yue? Did he die?" Lang Yue blinked her big eyes, her face full of curiosity.
I regretted talking to him about the old things in the past. He now listens to my stories every night. If he doesn't listen, he won't sleep.
I even told him how I met the lunatic - of course, putting aside all those erotic entanglements, I'm really out of stock right now.
"Dead, beaten to death by your father." I tucked the quilt for him, "After listening to the story, you have to sleep obediently, do you know?"
The little brat was still a little unfinished. He grabbed the hem of my clothes and wouldn't let me go. He said pitifully, "Foster father, talk more, I can't sleep."
I resolutely broke his fingers and said, "No, are you kidding me? Be careful I tell your father!"
After listening to it, the little brat was really not strong, so he obediently lied down and closed his eyes to sleep.
When I got back to my yard, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a lunatic bathing. He rested his arms outstretched on the rim of the barrel, his muscles bulging and the lines extremely graceful. I quietly approached behind him, reached down from his shoulders, and was caught by him.
"Do what?" he asked.
I knew that with his martial arts skills, I would have known that I had come in. He smiled and breathed in his ear, saying, "You are too tired on weekdays, I will press you."
He released his hand and acquiesced to my actions.
My hand went all the way down with the movement just now, dipped into the water, and then... grabbed the heavy sleeping dragon.
Xiao Zhongnan's body froze imperceptibly, and said solemnly, "Where are you pressing?"
My heart blossomed with laughter, and I replied solemnly: "Where is the most comfortable place to press it!"
The soft object in my hand gradually recovered due to my actions, forming a mighty dragon. I kneaded the sensitive "faucet" and nibbled at the other person's earlobe with my mouth open.
"Mad, do you remember what happened after you rescued me in the cave?"
"what do you mean?"
I retell the scene I remembered while listening to him, and finally said, "I remember you asked me a question." What is it? In fact, it doesn't matter if I can't remember, but I still want to ask him. What kind of problem is it that makes him recognize me as "NanNan" from now on, it must be me.
"Want to know?"
Before I could answer, he grabbed my wrist and stood up from the water, then turned around to face me.
I felt a sense of crisis for no reason, I felt bad, so I wanted to get rid of him and run away.
"Afraid?" He narrowed his eyes and suddenly lifted my entire body onto his shoulders. "late."
I kept slapping his slippery skin, exclaiming, "Why? Let me down!"
He stepped out of the tub on a footstool, then took a few steps to the edge of the bed and threw me on the soft bedding.
Just as I was about to stand up on my elbows, he pressed down on him, steaming with steam.
I swallowed and stepped back, he grabbed my ankles, pulled me down, and lay flat on the bed. Then, without any skill, he simply and rudely ripped my clothes and pants apart, and when he opened my legs, he stretched it out for me with the exact opposite gentleness and patience.
The scent of the grease permeated the air, making me swoon.
There was a blushing sound of sticky water from my lower body, and I bit my fingers to block my shameful moan that was about to burst out at any moment.
"I don't want to know what I asked?" The madman withdrew his fingers and pressed his hot penis to my hole, "I'll tell you when you call 'husband'." He slowly advanced, but he was halfway through. stopped when.
He is obviously taking advantage of the dangers of others, and he has taken everything cheap, which is really hateful.
"I... call you a lady... how?" I looked at him defiantly, "Ah!!" As the voice fell, he was caught in his throat by the barbaric act of attacking him in one fell swoop, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
He slowly touched the line of my waist, and the wet hair was scattered on his body, like a sharpened weapon.
"Shut up or not?" He exited with ease, and stabbed in again.
"Um..." I bit my fingers and clenched the quilt beside the pillow tightly with my other hand.
"Don't bite!" He tyrannically pulled my hand away from his mouth and pressed it on top of his head, with a slow but powerful impact under him.
When there was no resistance, I began to moan intermittently, and as the pleasure deepened, it became more and more high-pitched, and finally I couldn't take it anymore and began to beg for mercy.
"Brother Xiao... I... hurry up... I can't... please... "
Xiao Zhongnan heard that the movements between his hips were not chaotic, maintaining a certain frequency, and leaned over to hold my chest and kept sucking and licking.
"What do you call me?" he mumbled, burying his head in my chest.
This lunatic!
I secretly scolded him for being shameless in the bottom of my heart, and my mouth finally softened.
"Husband... um..."
As if he finally got what he wanted, he said in a low voice, "Good boy." Then he let go of my nipples, covered them and kissed my lips.
The giant object in my body slammed into the sensitive point quickly and hard. I was gagged by him, so I could only whimper, my legs hooked around his waist, and I wanted to die with waves of terrifying pleasure.
When I finally reached the top, I vaguely heard the voice of a madman.
"Couples can only hug each other with bare bottoms. Are you going to have a baby for me?"
My five fingers clasped his back tightly, my thighs spasmed, and there seemed to be countless white lights flashing before my eyes.
I remembered, at that time the madman stared at me for a long time, leaned over like a beast, and sniffed me for a long time before piecing together a sentence in a jerky tone for a long time.
—Couples can... bare ass... you give me, have children
-… it is good.
After I was done, the lunatic wiped my body for me, and when it reached my neck, he brushed off his sweaty hair and kissed my shoulder. I spread out my limbs and let him do what he did, and I closed my eyes lazily and said, "Don't be so foolish next time, or my butt will loosen before I get old."
The lips at the neck froze, warm breath spit on the skin, and the words smiled: "No, you are still very tight."
I frowned when I heard that, and kicked my leg.
"If you don't kick for a while, I think your skin is itchy!" I glared at him.
He grabbed my ankle, pressed his lips to the arch of my foot, and squinted at me in a dangerous tone: "Come back?"
I dare not move.
He let go of my feet, raised his hand and scratched my nose, and then went out with the copper basin. I fell asleep after a while, rolled up the quilt and huddled against the wall, fell asleep and felt a slump behind me, and then a large stove hugged me from behind.
So comfortable, I leaned back.
For the rest of my life, what can I ask for!