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The twilight is all around, and there is no sound.
Lu Shenxing was sitting sideways on the railing, leaning against a pillar, with his red clothes slightly open, showing the unique elegance of his age.
The corners of his eyes were turned downward, and his gaze passed over the bulging yurt. He did not try to figure out whether it was the control of his body that was causing trouble, or whether it was his heart that was on fire.
The fire was spreading rapidly and fiercely.
Lu Shenxing turned around. Both he and the person in the half-open door needed an unreserved release.
but…
Lu Shenxing's thumb and index finger made a circle, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile. I didn't look at it just now, so it probably wasn't that big.
"Ding, Mr. Lu, our company has recently developed a new product, Hao Chu, and trial packs have begun to be sent out."
A series of salesman's words popped up in his mind, and Lu Shenxing was not interested, "What's the use of it?"
"Ding, it specializes in treating a series of dryness, dryness, shortness of breath and other symptoms."
Unblock the pipes? Lu Shenxing's eyes lit up and he immediately jumped down from the railing. When he fell asleep, someone would give him a pillow. His hard days were finally over.
"Ding, every user will receive a set meal for free. If you order Hao Chu, you will receive a free gift of chrysanthemum | flower spirit." The system continued, "Mr. Lu, please remember to give a five or more positive rating."
Lu Shenxing squinted his eyes, this set meal sounded good.
The carved door opened and closed, the dragon and phoenix bed curtains swayed vigorously, and the couch made a soft sound.
Shen Cheng remained in his original posture. When he saw that the young man had not left, he suppressed the turmoil in his eyes.
"Touch me." Lu Shenxing grabbed Shen Cheng's hand, pressed it on his bag, and rubbed it. The bag didn't go away and the bulge became even bigger.
The palms of his hands were warm. Shen Cheng raised his eyelids slightly and moved his fingers calmly.
Lu Shenxing propped up his elbows, and placed his hot lips behind Shen Cheng's ears and temples, then moved along the beautiful curve to the side of his neck, nibbling lightly.
There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and Shen Cheng's breath was unstable. He was the most powerful man in the world, but he was also a mortal with feelings and desires.
The Wind Breaking Art was running in the body, and the air pressure around Shen Cheng suddenly changed. The wetness and greasiness caused by emotions in the air were all covered by the frightening cold and strong wind.
Putting his other hand on the young man's waist, he tightened his strength to restrain him and inject his true energy to prevent him from getting hurt. Shen Cheng frowned. Why did the closer he got to the young man, the more chaotic his internal energy became
Lu Shenxing and Shen Cheng's breaths lingered, their limbs intertwined, and he grasped something with ease.
Shen Cheng's breath was suffocated.
After losing the ability to be a normal man, Shen Cheng's hatred did not disappear with Siniang's death. He resented everything, hated the injustice of fate, and was tired of the world.
Too much darkness breeds, spreads, accumulates, rots, stinks, and cannot get any sunlight in his heart.
After the young man appeared, he was by his side every day, as if he had endless energy and endurance. He felt noisy, noisy, and annoying. At first, this emotion did not arouse his attention.
Until one day, the young man changed his clothes as usual, but remained silent. He actually saw that the young man was unhappy, and even noticed it again and again. At that moment, he realized that he had not experienced those emotions for many years.
Lu Shenxing kissed the corners of Shen Cheng's eyes and brushed off the salt water with his tongue. His martial arts skills were still the same, as nervous as a log.
"Why sigh?" Shen Cheng asked.
"You always look like this." Lu Shenxing lifted Shen Cheng's hair that was stuck to his face. He felt helpless. When will you be able to get horny, wrap yourself around me, and cry, begging me to do you? How exciting.
Shen Cheng frowned and raised his neck to let those kisses cover him. It was obviously their first time, so why did they say this back and forth
"I like people who take the initiative." Lu Shenxing said jokingly.
Shen Cheng's brows furrowed even more tightly, as if he was encountering an unprecedented difficulty. After a moment of silence, he leaned forward and kissed Lu Shenxing's lips, his movements unfamiliar and stiff.
Similar to a puppy licking the rice bowl, Lu Shenxing burst into laughter and was in a happy mood.
"I could fly before, but now I'm huddled in my nest."
After muttering something, Lu Shenxing touched the soft object in frustration. He couldn't help but wonder if the soul living in the body lying under him was also bound to a system, but it was just different from his mission. The goal is different, and the memory is wiped after completing a task
His thoughts were interrupted by a suppressed voice, and Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows. No matter whether Xin Liang or Shen Cheng looked calm or indifferent, their most honest bodies were sending reminders that they longed for and enjoyed his touch.
If the scene wasn't so heartbreaking, judging from the reactions, Lu Shenxing thought more than once that it was the haha he had raised for many years.
The tedious wedding clothes were thrown on the ground, and the shoes and socks were placed in a mess. The passionate young man leaned on the handsome man's broad shoulders, and the flowing ink-colored hair was tangled together like you and me.
Lu Shenxing hesitated at the door, suddenly taking a step forward, sometimes taking a step back, rubbing against the threshold, mobilizing all his strength, tensing every muscle in preparation.
The faucet was dripping with water. Lu Shenxing was impatient, and his breathing became heavier every time.
His fair chest was red, with beads of sweat running down his face. Shen Cheng pursed his red and swollen lips and turned his head, barely concealing the desire and expectation in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Lu Shenxing bit his earlobe and laughed hoarsely, "Waiting for God's gift."
"Ding, Hao Chu and Chrysanthemum | Flower Spirits have been delivered."
Following the sound, Lu Shenxing felt that the door was violently pushed open by some brute force, revealing a very considerable area in front of him.
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There is such a good thing in the world.
Lu Shenxing felt that there was love again in the world. He held his breath and rushed into the door almost roughly. He swept away everything in an instant and became the king of the land.
The moment the vacancy was filled, Shen Cheng's eyelashes were wet, and his wet and hot back left the quilt, and he couldn't help but move according to the rhythm of the familiar feeling.
If you want to enjoy what others cannot, you must also endure what others cannot.
Lu Shenxing, who was inside the door, had no time to wander around. He was experiencing extreme pain and extreme happiness, switching back and forth between the two extremes and overlapping.
Shen Cheng made a soft sound from his nose, and the corners of his eyes were wet.
As before, no matter how arrogant and rude Lu Shenxing was, the door was not damaged at all, and it could definitely survive another three hundred rounds.
Whether he had picked up the treasure or was tricked, Lu Shenxing didn't have the time to think about it. His breath trembled violently, and with a swish, the arrow |shot| hit the door.
Victory in the first battle.