Wei Wuxian found an old incense burner in the "Ancient Room" of the Treasure Pavilion that Yunshen didn't know where.
The body of the incense burner is like a bear, its nose is like an elephant, its eyes are like a rhinoceros, its tail is like an ox, and its feet are like a tiger. The stomach is used as a stove, and after burning incense, light smoke is exhaled from the mouth.
In the quiet room, Wei Wuxian played with it for a while, and said, "This thing looks weird and fun, it doesn't have murderous or ill-willedness, it's definitely not something that is harmful. Lan Zhan, do you know what this is for? "
Lan Wangji shook his head, Wei Wuxian sniffed the aroma, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Both of them couldn't figure it out, so they put away the incense burner and prepared to explore it later.
Who knows, of course, not long after the two lay down, they felt very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Wuxian woke up and found that he and Lan Wangji were not in the quiet room where Yunshen was nowhere, but in a mountain forest.
Wei Wuxian got up from the ground and said, "What is this place?"
Lan Wangji said, "It's not a place in this world."
Wei WuXian said, "It's not a place in this world? No way," he shook his sleeves, feeling extremely clear, "What could this not be reality?"
Lan WangJi didn't answer, silently walked to the edge of a stream and motioned him to bow his head.
Wei Wuxian walked over and took a photo of the water, and the whole person was stunned.
What the stream reflects is the appearance of his previous life!
Wei Wuxian immediately raised his head and asked, "Is it the problem with the incense burner?"
Lan WangJi nodded and said, "I'm afraid it is."
Staring at the long-lost face in the water for a long time, Wei Wuxian averted his eyes and said, "It's fine. I tested that incense burner, and there is no resentment. Come out to practice or have fun. Let's walk around first and see the situation."
The two of them began to walk leisurely in this mountain forest, which was unknown whether it was an illusion or something. Not long after, a small wooden house came into view.
When Wei Wuxian saw the small wooden house, he let out a "huh", and Lan Wangji said, "What?"
Wei Wuxian looked at the hut carefully, and said, "I think this house looks familiar."
This wooden house is a very ordinary farmhouse, so he doubts it, but he is not sure if he has seen it. Just at this moment, there was a crunching sound from the wooden house.
The two looked at each other without talking, and approached together.
But when they got to the door of the wooden house, they looked into the house, and they were all startled.
The things in the wooden house were far more outrageous than their original worst imagination. There are no sinister villains, no monsters and corpses, only one person. Someone they were all very familiar with.
In the wooden house, there was actually a "Lan Wangji" sitting there!
This "Lan Wangji" has the same handsome face and tall figure as Wei Wuxian's side. Wearing a simple but not crude blue and white shirt, on him, he was literally wearing the immortal style of a world-renowned scholar. The machine on the side seems to be driven by magic, moving spontaneously, weaving the cloth with a creaking sound, and he himself is sitting on the side, holding a scroll of paper, watching carefully...
The two had already walked to the door of the house, and there was a lot of noise, but "Lan WangJi" didn't seem to notice it at all, and turned a page of the book with his long, fair fingers indifferently.
Wei WuXian looked at Lan WangJi beside him, and then looked at the "Lan WangJi" inside, and suddenly realized, "So it is, so it is!"
Lan Wangji raised his eyebrows slightly, this slight movement meant that he was surprised and asked, "What?"
Wei WuXian said, "This, this, this is my dream!"
Before he finished speaking, a slender figure in black came in from outside the house, and shouted in a long tone, "Second brother, I'm back!"
Looking at this "Wei Wuxian" with a hoe, a fish basket, and a grass in his mouth, Lan Wangji became more and more silent.
If this is Wei Wuxian's dream, it's only natural that the people in the dream can't see them.
Only then did the cloth-weaving "Lan Wangji" raised his head and saw "Wei Wuxian", his lips curled slightly, he immediately calmed down, got up to greet him, and poured him a glass of water.
"Wei Wuxian" spit out the grass in his mouth, sat down at the small wooden table, picked up the water and drank it, gulping it down in one gulp, then said, "Today the sun is too strong, and it's drying me out. I'll throw it there. The fields are gone, let’s quit. Let’s talk about it when you have time.”
"Lan Wangji" said, "Mm." He took out another snow-white cloth and handed it to him, but "Wei Wuxian" smiled and moved his face close, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, that he wanted him to wipe it for himself.
"Lan WangJi" didn't dislike it either, and really focused on wiping it for him.
"Wei Wuxian," while enjoying himself, kept his mouth open, "I went to the river to play just now and caught two fish. My second brother made fish soup for me to drink at night!"
"Um."
"How do you usually eat crucian carp in Gusu? Lan Zhan, do you know how to make sauerkraut fish? I like that. Don't make it sweet. If you eat it once, you will vomit."
"Hmm. Will do."
"It's getting hotter and hotter. Today's bath water doesn't have to be so hot, so I only cut half the firewood."
"Hmm. It's fine."
"..." Lan WangJi stared at the two people who were busy with each other, and said, "Your dream?"
Wei Wuxian laughed so hard that he hurt himself, and said, "Pffhahahahahahaha, uh, yes, I've had this kind of dream for a while, and I don't know why. I dreamed that we went into seclusion and retreated to the mountains, and I went out. Hunting and farming, you watch the house, weave cloth, cook for me, oh yes, you also help me settle accounts, manage money, and mend my clothes at night. I dream every time I ask you to burn bath water at night. Take a bath, but I wake up every time I want to undress. Unfortunately, hahahahahahahahahahahaha ... "
He didn't think it was a shame for Lan Wangji to see this kind of dream at all, but he was happy there. Lan WangJi looked at him overwhelmed with joy, his eyes softened, and said, "Alright."
Wei Wuxian's dream was full of trivial matters, such as cooking, eating, feeding chickens and chopping wood, but when the bath water was boiled, the dream came to an abrupt end. The two walked a few steps, and walked from the farmhouse to an elegant and quiet pavilion. There was a stretched magnolia tree outside the building, exuding a refreshing fragrance in the night.
The location of the dream has changed, and this place will never be unknown to the two of them. This is the library library that Gusu Yunshen does not know where.
There was still light coming from a wooden window on the second floor, and there was a faint voice. Wei Wuxian raised his head and said, "Let's go in and see?"
For some reason, Lan Wangji was uncharacteristically and stopped. He stared at the wooden window, thoughtfully, as if hesitating. Wei Wuxian felt strange. He couldn't think of any reason why Lan Wangji didn't want to go in, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Lan Wangji shook his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when a burst of wanton laughter suddenly erupted in the library.
Hearing this, Wei Wuxian's eyes lit up, he rushed into the library, and jumped upstairs in three steps.
When he entered, Lan WangJi naturally wouldn't stay outside alone, but also entered together. The two walked into the lit library together, and they saw something very interesting.
On a pale mat, next to the book case, Wei Ying, fifteen or sixth, was patting the table and smiled wildly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
A book with yellowed pages was thrown on the ground. Lan Zhan, who was also fifteen or sixteen, like a snake and scorpion, had already retreated to the corner of the library and was screaming in anger, "Wei Ying!"
The young Wei Ying laughed so hard that he almost rolled under the desk, raised his hand with difficulty: "Yes! I'm here!"
And here Wei Wuxian was about to turn over with laughter, dragged Lan Wangji beside him and said, "This is a good dream! I can't do it anymore, Lan Zhan, look at you, look at you back then, that expression on your face. , Hahahahahahaha…”
For some reason, Lan Wangji's expression became more and more strange. Wei Wuxian pulled him and sat down on the mat next to him, smiling and holding his cheeks as he watched the two of them quarrel and quarrel when they were young. Over there, the teenager Lan Zhan had already pulled out Bichen, Wei Ying grabbed it in a hurry, and the sword edge showed three points, reminding: "Deportment! Second Young Master Lan! Pay attention to your demeanor! I also brought a sword today, hit Get up, do you still want the library in your house?"
Lan Zhan said angrily, "Wei Ying! You... who are you!"
Wei Ying raised his eyebrows and said, "Who else can I be. A man!"
"..." Lan Zhan reprimanded: "Shameless!"
Wei Ying said, "You should be ashamed about this? Don't tell me you've never seen such a thing. I don't believe it."
After holding it for a while, Lan Zhan's face was frosty, and he raised his sword. Wei Ying was taken aback and said, "Why, you really fight!" He also fought back with the sword. up. Seeing this, Wei WuXian let out a "Huh", looked sideways at Lan WangJi, and asked curiously, "Is this the case here? Why do I remember that it seemed like we didn't really fight?"
Lan Wangji was silent, Wei Wuxian looked at him, but he avoided Wei Wuxian's gaze without a trace. Wei Wuxian felt more and more strange about him tonight, and was about to ask, when he heard the little Wei Ying over there fighting, and jokingly said, "It's good, it can be retracted and released, there is tension and relaxation, good swordsmanship. But, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, look at you, your blushing is like this, did you make me blush, or did you just look at that good thing and blush?"
Xiao Lanzhan didn't blush at all, and swept away with a sword: "Nonsense!"
Wei Ying leaned back, made a very soft iron bridge, avoided the sword, straightened up again, and twisted his hands on Lan Zhan's bright and white face with incomparable speed, saying, "How can I talk nonsense? Ba Dao, if you touch yourself, your face will get hot, haha!"
Lan Zhan's face turned red and white, and he was about to knock off his paw with a slap, but Wei Ying hurriedly withdrew his hand, letting him take a shot, almost slapped himself, turned around, and said leisurely, "Lan Zhan. Lan Zhan, I'm not talking about you, look at someone as old as you, who is like you and has such a big red face. You can't stand the excitement, and you're too tender. "
This scene was neither a real occurrence nor a dream he had dreamed, so it could only be a dream of Lan WangJi. Wei Wuxian watched with relish and said, "Lan Zhan, you really know me, this is indeed what I would say."
However, he didn't notice that at this moment, Lan WangJi almost seemed to be restless.
Over there, Wei Ying continued: "Copying books is boring, why don't I teach you this while copying? Just treat it as a repayment for your kindness of supervision..."
Having endured his nonsense for so long, Lan Zhan finally couldn't bear it any longer. Bichen flew away with his sword, the two swords collided, and both were knocked out of the window. Seeing that Wei Ying let go of his hands, he was slightly startled and said, "Hey, my sword!"
shouting, he was about to jump out of the window to grab the sword, but Lan Zhan swooped down from behind him and threw him to the ground. Wei Ying knocked his head on the ground and struggled in a frenzy. Wei Ying kicked his legs desperately and bumped his elbows, but he couldn't escape the blockade of Lan Zhan's limbs, as if he was covered by an unbreakable iron net, and said, "Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan, what are you doing! I Just kidding, kidding! Why are you so serious!"
Lan Zhan grabbed his wrists with one hand, pressed him behind him, and said solemnly, "You, you just said, what are you going to teach me."
His tone sounded cold, but there seemed to be a volcano about to erupt in his eyes.
The two were originally evenly matched in strength, but Wei Ying was careless for a while, and he was holding him to death and pinning him to the ground, so he had to pretend to be stupid: "No? Did I say something just now?"
Lan Zhan said: "Didn't you say?"
Wei Ying said confidently, "I didn't say it!"
He said again: "Lan Zhan, don't be so rigid, don't take everything I say seriously, you can believe the nonsense, there's nothing to be angry about. I won't say it, okay? Just let me go, I haven't finished copying the book today, so I won't play anymore."
Hearing this, Lan Zhan's expression softened slightly, and he seemed to relax his arms a little. Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Ying pulled out his wrist, his eyebrows and eyes rolled, and he immediately slapped it with the palm of his hand.
Unexpectedly, Lan Zhan had been prepared for a long time. As soon as Wei Ying moved, he quickly grabbed him and suppressed him again. This time he shot harder, Wei Ying's wrist was twisted into a more curved arc, and he shouted, "I said it was a joke! Lan Zhan! Don't be so unbearable!"
Lan Zhan's eyes faintly flashed with fire, and without saying a word, he took off his head and wiped his forehead.
Absolutely never expected this to unfold, Wei Wuxian was already stunned watching the hell movie theater!
After a long while, he turned to look at Lan WangJi who was beside him. Upon seeing this, he found that although Lan WangJi's face was still snow-white, there was no trace of blush, but his earlobes had turned pink.
Wei Wuxian leaned up against it with good intentions, and said, "Second Brother Lan... Your dream seems a little bit wrong, isn't it?"
"..." Lan Wangji suddenly stood up and said, "Don't look!"
Wei Wuxian immediately grabbed him who was about to get up, and said, "Don't go! I also want to see what will happen in your dream afterward. I haven't seen the wonderful thing yet!"
At the book desk in the Book Collection Pavilion, Wei Ying was tied up by Lan Zhan and screamed for a while. After calming down, he tried to reason with him: "Lan Zhan, a gentleman who speaks and does not do anything, you are narrow-minded. Think about it, I just now Did you say anything?"
Lan Zhan gasped silently and said coldly, "Think to yourself, what did you just say."
Wei Ying quibble: "I'm just saying that you are tender and that you don't understand some things. Isn't this the truth? You really don't understand some adults' things. You have to treat me like this when the facts are exposed. Isn't it narrow-minded?"
Lan Zhan said indifferently, "Who said I don't understand."
Wei Ying raised one eyebrow and said with a smile, "Oh—really? Don't be stubborn, you know it's a ghost, hahahahahaha... Ah!"
He suddenly screamed because Lan Zhan suddenly held somewhere below him.
Lan Zhan had a cold, handsome yet childish face, and repeated: "Who said I don't understand."
Wei Wuxian leaned on Lan Wangji's side, almost bit his earlobe and said, "Yeah, who said you don't understand? There are thoughts in the day and dreams in the night, Lan Zhan, tell the truth, are you very Do you want to do this to me back then? I didn't expect... You are such a Hanguang-Jun."
Although Lan WangJi was still expressionless, that smear of pink had quietly crept up on his fair neck. The fingers on his knees also curled up indistinctly.
The little Wei Ying over there was seized by someone, paralyzed on the ground, took a few breaths of cold air, and said, "Lan Zhan, what the hell are you doing! Are you crazy!"
Lan Zhan's entire body was stuck between Wei Ying's legs. This posture really made one feel threatening. Wei Ying saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly changed his words: "...No no no! No one said you don't understand! You you You let go first, and you have something to say!"
He threw it wildly in his hand, but Gusu Lan's forehead wipe material was so good, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it or break free. Throwing it on Lan Zhan, hoping to wake him up with the book of sages, he said, "Quickly wake up!"
The book first hit Lan Zhan's chest, and then fell between Wei Ying's wide-open legs. After flipping through a few pages, Lan Zhan looked down, but his eyes didn't move.
Somehow, this page just stopped on a picture of an erotic palace with an extremely explicit pose and an extremely unrestrained painting. Moreover, the two people in the picture are both men!
Wei Wuxian remembered that the erotic palace album he showed Lan Wangji had nothing to do with Longyang at all, there was absolutely no such page in it, and couldn't help but marvel again, Lan Wangji's processing of details in his dreams... too Rich, amazing!
Lan Zhan lowered his head and stared at the page intently. Wei Ying also saw the picture, and was a little embarrassed for a moment, and said, "... uh..." Inwardly complaining, he still felt that it was better to speak than to do something, so he took out his foot and kicked it out. However, Lan Zhan freed one hand, grabbed his knees, put his legs into a more open position, and took off Wei Ying's belt and pants with two strokes.
Wei Ying felt a chill in his lower body, and when he looked down, it seemed that his heart was also chilled, and he exclaimed, "Lan Zhan, what are you doing?!"
Wei Wuxian watched in awe, excited, and couldn't help but say, "Bullshit! Fuck you!"
With his trousers removed, Wei Ying's lower body was bare and white, and his two slender legs were still kicking around. Lan Zhan pressed his feet and followed the diagram on the erotic palace, and his right hand went straight to the two round snow-white patches. The tightly closed pink spot in the buttocks.
Wei Ying's entire lower body was firmly suppressed, and even if someone forcibly touched the secret place, it was inevitable. Lan Zhan rubbed his two fingers on the pink spot, Wei Ying shivered all over, a hint of shame flashed across his eyelids, forcibly restrained, and struggled and twisted like crazy. The boy who was pressing on him kept his eyes and pursed his mouth tightly, and his right hand continued to massage his secret place in an orderly manner, gradually increasing his strength, until the point slowly softened, and was slowly kneaded into a slightly open pink. With a small mouth, he swallowed a small piece of white knuckle shyly and timidly.
Wei WuXian looked at Lan WangJi with a smile, and said, "No wonder you didn't want to come in, HanGuang-Jun. You did something like this to me in a dream, and I saw it. It's so true, I feel ashamed."
Lan Wangji sat beside him, his eyes lowered, his eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly.
Wei Wuxian raised his cheeks and looked over there, watching the boy's self being forced under the boy's Lan Zhan's body, hehe said, "Hanguang-kun, you have the ability to dream after the incident, you did this to me back then when you had the ability. Ah I… "
Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji grabbed both of his hands and pushed him to the ground, blocking his mouth. Wei WuXian felt that his cheeks were hot and his heart was beating extremely violently. He was amused. When his wet lips parted, he murmured, "Why, are you shy again?"
Lan Wangji's breathing was abnormally heavy and he didn't answer. Hun Wuxian said: "Still... look hard?"
At the same time, Wei Ying, who was beside the desk, let out a long cry with a crying voice.
Lan Zhan had already covered him with his entire body, and their lower bodies were closely connected, apparently in the process of intrusion. Feeling the intrusion of hard objects that do not belong to his body bit by bit, the soul baby was so uncomfortable that his legs were curled up, but his hands were tightly bound by his forehead, and he couldn't move, and could only hit the ground a few times in pain. The back of the head slammed into a thud. Lan Zhan put his hand under his head, and at the same time, all the lower body was sent into Wei Ying's body.
Originally, it was difficult for the pink spot to swallow a finger, but now it was stretched open, swallowing a hot and hard object, and the original delicate folds of the hole were smoothed out. Wei Ying was still a little dazed, as if he couldn't figure out the situation, but when Lan Zhan followed the diagram of the Erotic Palace and slowly pulled up, he began to let out a small, unconscious whimper.
Wei WuXian said to Lan WangJi, "Lan Zhan, although you were small back then, your size was not small. 'I' is a young child. I think this is a tough job."
As he spoke, he bent his knees between Lan Wangji's legs and deliberately rubbed his head. I think I saw a live erotic palace with myself as the protagonist, and I became interested, and I wanted to learn how powerful this thing is.
Without dawdling, Lan Wangji tore the hem of his shirt and trousers without a word, Wei Wushy naturally opened his legs and wrapped them around his waist. Lan Wangji held onto his things, his terribly hard head rubbed at the entrance.
Almost every day, the two of them have to fight against Feng Hu Tian Hu. Wei Wuxian's body and mind were already in perfect harmony with him, he hugged Lan Wangji's neck tightly, took a deep breath, his lower body was smashed open by the sharp blade, and he drove straight in.
The entry was very smooth, the acupoints were soft, the intestines were damp and hot, and the invading giants were tightly sucked and wrapped tightly, as if they were born to accommodate the people on them. After a while, there was a sticky sound of water and the sound of flesh beating at the joint.
The things under Lan Wangji’s body are very heavy and impressive, and the column shape is naturally curved upwards slightly. Every time it moves, the body will scratch the most sensitive and fragile point on the inner wall with great accuracy, and every time that point is scratched Once, it was an earth-shaking emotional surge for the duo.
Wei Wuxian was dazed by Lan Wangji's head, and he went up into the sky, his intestines twisted in irregular waves, from the top of his head to the toes, he lifted his neck in relief. From this angle, he could just see Lan Wangji. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old Wei Ying in Wang Ji's dream was also suffering from such bliss and suffering.
He was lying in the scattered scrolls, his wrists were tightly bound, and he was weakly fastened to his head, and the red hairband had long since fallen. Her black hair is scattered, her eyes are slightly dazed, her eyes are hazy with tears, and she will not cry. Lan Zhan pressed him against him for a while, as if he felt that his legs were not wide enough, so he held his calf and put it on his shoulders, pushing it violently, the calf couldn't hang, and the fork fell down on his arm. The smooth and graceful calf line and the muscles on the inner thigh were twitching slightly, thinking that Wei Ying was also driven mad by the hot giant that was going in and out without stopping, and the curved fork was hot. When he was first in love, he was at a loss, so he could only hold onto Lan Zhan's shoulders like a drowning person. He probably didn't even know where he was at the moment, and he couldn't even remember it. given by the raging man within him.
Watching his fifteen or sixteen-year-old self, being fucked by fifteen or sixteen-year-old Lan Zhan until his face flushed and shivering, Wei Wuxian felt that it was not enough, Xiao Lanzhan had better be rougher and stronger, Wei Ying was bullied to the point of death and crying loudly. Now this is not enough.
In the library, one side of the world is small and the two places are boundless with spring. Wei Ying, who had been groggy just now, seemed to have been awakened by the lewd and shameful sound of water. He stared at the ceiling of the library, shuddered, and stared down, as if he wanted to see what his body was. What is the situation, but I don't have the courage. Coincidentally, after Lan Zhan worked hard for a while, he lifted both of his thighs and carried them on his shoulders. When he leaned down and sprinted forward, Wei Ying's waist was folded into a soft arc, just through the tears. Blurred vision, saw the situation between his own two strands.
The pink spot that used to be clean had now been ground into a deep red by Lan Zhan's genitals, and the edges were pitifully swollen. The long, hot weapon was still rubbed in and out repeatedly, the milky white turbidity, the thin dark red blood, and a bit of unidentified transparent juice, stirring up the place where the two of them joined in a mess. In front of him, his own genitals raised his head slightly, and the front end was also spitting out a little white turbidity.
Seeing this tragic situation, Wei Ying was stunned. After a while, he suddenly struggled with strength, breaking free, and Lan Zhan rolled over, walking forward on his knees, trying to escape.
He was rudely fucked by Lan Zhan on the ground for a long time, and he was already weak, his thighs and knees were trembling and he was fighting. This posture caused his two white and plump buttocks to be raised high, and the white turbidity and blood instantly flowed out of the messy hole in his thighs, winding down along his thighs. The inner thighs are full of green and red fingerprints, which are shocking, and can arouse a strong desire for sadism.
And this kind of mood, all fell into the eyes of Lan Zhan behind him. His eyes were red, and he chased after him without saying a word. Wei Ying felt a tightness in his waist, and he taught people to hold it tightly, and the place that had been empty for a moment was immediately filled up again.
He groaned and whispered, "Don't..."
After being ravaged for a long time, the back hole was already moist, tender, and muddy. Wei Ying was lying on his knees on the mat, and he was pushed forward so much that he couldn't move forward, with a look of horror on his face. He used to go to the forest to play, and it was this posture when he saw wild animals mating. Ashamed, the back acupoints shrunk suddenly, Lan Zhan pinched his waist, and the slap became more and more fierce and unruly. After being so ruthless for a while, Wei Ying finally couldn't take it anymore.
Half of his face and body were pressed against the ground, deformed, and he said incoherently: "Forgive, spare, spare... Second Young Master Lan Zhanlan, spare your life..."
Except for deeper and more frequent violations, this kind of begging for mercy naturally has no effect. Wei WuXian laughed and said, "My God, I'm going to listen hard. You must spare him, and fuck him to the death is the right way... ah..."
Lan Wangji picked him up and sat on top of him. The weight of his body caused Wei Wuxian to swallow his penis even deeper, so deep that his brows wrinkled and his face twisted slightly.
As the sound of the body flapping and the sound of the water getting louder, Wei Ying's voice over there became more and more miserable: "Lan Zhan... Lan Zhan... You... Did you hear it... It's too deep... Don't come in... My stomach hurts... "
Every time Lan Zhan entered, it seemed like he wanted to stab him through. His strength was so strong and tough, and his face was completely two extremes. Wei Ying's double-strands were numb and red when he hit him, and his entire lower body was almost unconscious. He tried hard to move forward, but every time he was dragged back forcibly, forced to eat Lan Zhan's penis deep in his body, repeating this several times, he was about to die, and he said intermittently, "You... you listen. I said, outside, there are people waiting for me outside, Jiang Cheng and the others... are still waiting for me outside... ah!"
Hearing this, Lan Zhan suddenly withdrew from his body and turned him over.
Wei Ying let out a sob, and immediately curled up into a ball, as if trying to hide himself into a small baby boat. The front end is 80% hard, and it is necessary to stand up or not, and it is impossible to vent. The sap at the root of the legs is flowing, and it is very wonderful. And the secret place that was forcibly used for a long time was red and swollen, but it was still irregularly one by one, spitting out a little white turbidity and red, as if hungry and thirsty, reluctant to bear Lan Zhan's penis that had just been cultivated. away from him.
And Wei Wuxian was hugged by Lan Wangji's waist, supported by his hips, and moved up and down arbitrarily on him. Until now, Lan Wangji's eyebrows and eyes were still cold and beautiful, except that his breathing was slightly disordered, just looking at his eyelids, he couldn't tell what he was doing now, let alone guessing, at this moment his hands were supporting Wei Wu Xian's buttocks were kneaded vigorously at the same time, without any control of his strength, leaving blue and purple handprints on the two full buttocks, and then lowered his head to hold Wei Wuxian's left chest a little red, between his teeth. Tear lightly. Wei WuXian was hesitating and spitting his penis between his thighs, and the long, wet purple-red object appeared and disappeared in the deep crevice of his buttocks, his scalp tingling with joy.
Over there, Lan Zhan stared at the half-dead Wei Ying for a while, then suddenly tore off the clothes on his chest, twisted the pink spot on his left chest with force, and slammed it into his body.
Wei Ying finally took a deep breath. At this time, his whole body was extremely sensitive. How could he stand such a treatment? With a sound of "Woo!" .
Lan Zhan seemed to be angry with the two points on his chest, twisting and rubbing them, making them swollen and standing upright, red as blood. Every time he was manipulated like this, Wei Ying's inner wall shrank fiercely, and the soft and warm intestines killed the murder weapon in his body, clearly outlining the shape of Lan Zhan's genitals.
Wei Ying cried and said: "Lan Zhan, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't say you are tender, I shouldn't say I don't understand, I dare not teach you. Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, did you hear me, Lan Zhan? Second Young Master, Second Brother Lan…”
Hearing the last name with a nasal tone, Lan Zhan slowed down, and he was indeed more merciful. His eyes blurred in front of Wei Ying's face, and he lightly covered his two thin lips that were laughing and begging for mercy.
Wei Ying's lower body was like being run over by a boulder, his intestines were scorching hot, his waist and abdomen were swollen and sore, and his upper body was still tortured at two o'clock in the chest, and everyone was a little confused. Suddenly, he felt that the attack of his lower body's weapon against him had eased. The two of them touched their foreheads lightly, and two cool lips were close to each other. The taste was a bit sweet. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Zhan's long, dark eyelashes close to him. He was close at hand, kissing him intently, and seemed to feel a little comfort.
So, Wei Ying also opened his mouth, gently sucked Lan Zhan's lips, and muttered, "...more..."
His original intention was to kiss, but Lan Zhan got it wrong and tightened his lower body. Wei Ying took two breaths, hurriedly hugged his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him.
Originally, Wei Ying only felt that it was terrible to pound something thick and long in the intestines, but after pounding it for so long, he also tasted a little taste other than pain and soreness, and gradually he was able to enjoy it. Especially when Lan Zhan's slightly curved penis scraped fiercely across a certain point on the inner wall, it seemed as if his whole body had been electrocuted, and he was shivering with joy. The front end became more and more upright, and more and more white fluid was secreted, and he couldn't help twisting his waist. Sometimes Lan Zhan didn't have the right place, and he would send his lower body up to cater to him, and the cry in his mouth changed from begging for mercy.
Wei Ying said, "...Brother...Second brother...Second brother Lan...I...I beg you..."
Lan Zhan took a breath and said calmly, "What?"
Wei Ying held his cheek for a frantic kiss, and whispered: "On the top, like just now, just touch my place, okay..."
As he wished, Lan Zhan slumped in towards the place he asked for, and these few strokes seemed to be extremely heavy. Wei Ying gasped in shock, his limbs suddenly wrapped around him tightly, and shouted, "What..."
Lan Zhan had blocked his lips and concentrated on kissing him.
Wei Wuxian was also kissing Lan Wangji lingeringly, the tip of his tongue tracing the appearance of each other's thin lips, entangled with each other. Hearing the movement over there, Wei WuXian said, "HanGuang-Jun, you're shooting over there."
Sweaty Lan Zhan hugged Wei Ying, who was also drenched in sweat, and lay quietly on the wrinkled mat. Wei Ying's chest was heaving and his eyes were a little slack. The connection between the two has not yet separated, and his lower body is still biting Lan Zhan's genitals tightly, and the semen that has been injected into the body is also blocked tightly, not a drop will leak.
Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Look this way, shouldn't we also..."
Lan Wangji nodded, flattened him on the mat, and his waist rose and fell steadily, releasing him into Wei Wuxian's body.
Wei Wucai breathed a sigh of relief. Although happy is really happy, but he is not a slap in the waist and buttocks. He has been making trouble with the two children for so long, and his physical strength is almost exhausted. Unexpectedly, Lan WangJi did not pull it out, but put him in a different position while inserting it in his body.
Wei WuXian said, "Hanguang... Your Majesty?"
Lan WangJi smiled slightly, leaned close to his ear, and said a few words softly.
Wei Wuxian: "...Uh, wait? When I say let you fuck me, I mean let this little Lan Zhan in your dreams fuck me in your dreams? Didn't I mean... Lan Zhan? Second brother... Brother? Forgive me!!!”