The room was very quiet, the sounds of heartbeat and breathing were very distinct, and the smell in the air was slightly fishy, but sweet.
Lying on the bed, Mo Ran changed his posture, hugged him from the back, and lightly pecked his eyes, his neck.
They have sweat on their bodies, the temperature on their bodies is amazing, they fit together wetly, dawdling, entangled, Chu nightning's mind is still dizzy, and they don't even dare to think about what they have done. What, everything is so ridiculous.
But the heart is warm and hot.
The warm water was surging under the chest, trying to break out of the ground.
Suddenly, the person in his arms whispered, "What about you?"
The ink burned for a moment: "What?"
Chu nightning coughed lightly: "You..."
He didn't say any more, turned over in the night, a pair of bright eyes slowly looked at the burning eyes, even if the surroundings were drowsy, the ink burning felt that he seemed to see Chu Wanning's blushing.
"You still..." Chu nightning hesitated for a while, still unable to speak, and finally only dropped his eyelashes and said, "I will help you."
Mo Ran suddenly understood, only to feel sad and sweet, he hugged him and said, "Why are you so stupid? It doesn't matter, I'll talk about it later."
"... I'm not stupid." Chu nightning said bluntly, saying that he was stupid, and he was unwilling. "Isn't the stupid person you? Are you...isn't it uncomfortable?"
"Cough, I'll wait for you to fall asleep, just take a bath..."
Chu nightning insisted: "I will help you."
"No!" Mo Ran hurriedly stopped him.
"..." Chu nightning stopped talking, and seemed to feel that his clumsy appearance on the bed was very shameful. It probably wouldn't make the ink burn comfortable. After saying something, take a bath, but it was just to save some face for himself. That's all, the implication is probably that your hands are better than your own skills.
He thought about it like this, his face became a little colder, and finally said: "If you don't want it, forget it."
The ink burned slightly, because of the aftertaste of love and affairs, Chu nightning's voice was not as impeccable as usual, and it was not as inaudible as usual.
How can this person be so stupid.
Where does he not want to? He thought so much, he wished that the long night would never end, and the rainstorm would never go out. , souls meet.
He even still wanted to see Chu Wanning being bullied by him to the point of choking, thinking that Chu Wanning's body had his breath and his imprint.
But it will be uncomfortable.
He has done it with Chu Wanning in his previous life. He knows how long Chu Wanning has had a high fever after that time. He can't forget the pale face with chapped lips.
He just wants to take it step by step, it doesn't matter if he endures hard, he wants Chu Wanning's first time to be comfortable, and every time after that, he can feel the stimulation and enjoyment, can eat the marrow and know the taste, and sink with him.
But Chu nightning obviously misunderstood something.
The ink burned and kissed his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Why don't I want it? What are you thinking about."
"… "
"You don't even look at what I'm like now." The man's deep breath was on the side of his ears, his voice was wet, "It's so hard, you still think I don't want you... Fool ."
Chu night Nington was angry: "You say a fool again, believe it or not, I unloaded your head! You-uh..."
The hand was caught by the ink and brought to a certain place. Chu nightning was shocked and could no longer say more words, only to feel that the top of his head was steaming.
"It's all like this, it's all your fault."
In the dark night, he kissed his eyelid again, then went down, took his lips, sucked, licked, and rubbed obsessively and intoxicated.
After kissing for a while, the two of them couldn't restrain themselves, and the lust in the room became stronger and stronger. The lips and tongues were attracted to each other, and the legs and feet could not be restrained from below. It was done, and in the confusion, Mo Ran heard Chu nightning whispering, a little unwilling, a little embarrassed, still a stubborn tone: "I also want to... make you comfortable..."
The final sound was almost trembling, and shame overwhelmed him.
The burning heart is about to melt, and the desire is so fierce that it is almost fierce. Chu nightning's hand is still held by him to hold his penis, so that the fierceness of the sword is drawn all the way from the palm to the back. Chu nightning can clearly feel the fierce and fiery state of the fierce blade depicted on the list of the comprehension world when it erupts. It is impossible for me to contain myself in the import...
Having sex with this man can kill you.
Chu nightning finally understood at this time, the "will hurt" that Mo Ran said was not a causeless worry, where is the pain, it will be torn apart, cut open, flesh and blood, and twisted.
But thinking about how the ink burned himself, Chu nightning didn't know where the courage came from, or maybe he was a person who could be ruthless, but he was willing to bow his head and lean down to try.
The ink is burning, and it is not easy to maintain reason now. If Chu nightning really wants to contain him, he is afraid that all his remaining warmth will be burned to ashes by desire.
A man who is completely controlled by lust is a beast. He has no reason and no sense of proportion. He only wants to be extremely cool, and he wants to possess it madly. He knows it.
He held down Chu Wanning and said hoarsely: "Don't do this, Wanning, you...you..."
"It's okay, just learn from what you've done."
"Can't." The burning voice of the ink is like water that is about to boil. His throat is twitching, and he said, "I can't help it."
Chu nightning didn't understand what he meant, and was stunned: "Can't help it?"
The ink burned and scolded, and couldn't stand it anymore. Chu nightning's breath, voice, and body made him lose the shackles that he put on himself, and he was burning him.
He panted for a while, and suddenly got up, turned Chu nightning back and pressed it on the bed, before Chu nightning could react, he felt that he was pressed against the mattress by the inescapable force. The burning hot and majestic body pressed down, wrapping him from behind.
Almost at this moment, he felt that the horrific size of the monster slammed into his thighs through the thin cloth.
Unpredictable, Chu nightning shouted "ah" in a low voice, the voice was sultry and soft, which he never thought of himself, Chu nightning's face was instantly red, his fingers clenched the quilt tightly, and his lips were clenched, I don't want to gasp or cry anymore.
Can't help what
He vaguely understood the words of the ink burning just now, and then he heard the ink burning behind him while rubbing against the clothes, and he said the words of Houfeng hoarsely: "I can't help but want to insert it, I want to fuck you, why don't you understand..."
The hot breath sprayed on the back of his ear. One of the strong and strong arms of the man was propped on the bed, and the other was pinching his waist tightly. After hitting it for a while like this, Mo Ran suddenly patted his buttocks and said in a low voice: "Let the legs come together."
Chu nightning did what he said in a daze, but he didn't see his movement. He was about to turn back, and a very hot, hard, thick and large weapon was suddenly squeezed between his hips and legs, which stimulated him to the throat. He was panting low, his eyes were slack, and his scalp was numb.
The ink burned off his trousers, and the huge stem that was no longer covered with anger and anger, the stem was deep congested and dark, and the round glans secreted a shy and crystal clear liquid, which was inserted between Chu's late buttocks and legs, The penis was wrapped in the warm and tender inner thighs, and he sighed comfortably, holding Chu Wanning's waist, imitating the movements of real sex, thrusting in and out.
"what… "
Chu Xiaoning never thought that it could be like this. The thick stem rubbed against him, rubbed out of water, swayed hotly and vividly, rubbed between his hips and legs, his waist was soft, and his spine was numb, There was a layer of water mist in his eyes, and he felt very confused. He couldn't feel anything, only the strong stimulation of being rubbed against by the man he loved. He panted low, silently, with his cheeks slightly sideways, and pressed against the pillows and mattresses. , the hair is messy...
The ink-burning penis has rubbed against the acupoint several times. As long as it touches and stabs it in, it will completely occupy his master and occupy the man who is lying under him. Chu nightning will be occupied at any time. , the terrifying and exciting feeling of being stabbed is aroused, and the desire that has been vented rises again in this rushing turmoil.
The man's crotch hit his ass, fierce and hot, mad and hungry.
There was a rapid snapping sound in the room, the smoky hair on his abdomen and crotch rubbed against his legs, and his skin became more and more frantic.
"Master, clamp down... ah..."
The man's appeal is low and full of lust, making people involuntarily do what he says.
"Yeah... that's it... be tighter... fuck..."
The desire is getting higher, the mind is getting blurred, the animal nature and the animal desire gradually swallow the man who is galloping and having sex, the ink burns the neck slightly raised, swallows, and the Adam's apple rolls sexy.
"Master... darling... you're so hot inside... ah... um... "
The inside is about between the thighs, but it sounds so erotic, those deep and devoted feeders, dirty and savage language, but they don't feel dirty, Chu nightning feels that he is probably crazy, listening to his breathing, he will Feeling that my heart is getting hotter and more uncontrollable, I asked softly, "Are you cool?"
"Cool..." The ink burned slightly and opened the closed eyes, which were moist, bright, and chaotic.
He leaned over, his broad shoulders wrapped around him, hugged him in his arms, pressed him on the bed, his upper body fit tightly, resisting and lingering, and his lower body collided violently, becoming more and more hot and humid.
He went to look for Chu Wanning's lips, broke Chu's chin with one hand, and kissed him eagerly, his tongue intersected, sticky and moist.
The penis is swaying between the legs, advancing, the crotch is very much, the bed stick is shaking, trying to go deeper, the toes on the mattress are turned pale due to the force and twisting, Chu nightning is in this kind of exercise. Get it down, and even give birth to an illusion of being really invaded.
He raised his head and kissed the ink fiercely. Under the dark night, he was shameless and shameless, returning to animal desires, full of love, and his posture was erotic and irrational.
It's about the intensity of the kiss, the heartbeat is fast, and the breath seems to be out of breath. Chu nightning is vague, as if seeing a broken scene again-
I don't know where it was, but it was also on a bed, which was large and covered with a bright red mattress.
Legs and feet intertwined, panting, sweating, all desire.
It's the same posture, intruding into him from the back, but trying to break his face and kiss him. But his body was stretched open, and the swollen and fierce penis went in and out fiercely in his body. I don't know how long it has been inserted. It seems that the paste has been used. It is not so painful. Arrived, and shrugged vigorously over there.
"Ah... ah..."
He heard someone screaming, gasping, moaning, and the voice was a soft mess, who was it
Is it yourself
Mo Ran has been interfering with him, endlessly, gradually becoming violent, his body is full of death, as if he is about to be penetrated, and I don't know why it seems to be very cool, addicted, seems to have been trained, was The ink burned and even the legs are soft, but vaguely, moving backwards and rubbing, to be included, to be deeper.
It's so uncomfortable, there seems to be a stamen in the body that is never satisfied, only sex can solve it,
Like the most powerful love medicine in the world, destroying the most resolute people.
He is degenerating, catering to, and humming with joy.
who is it…
What a strange sight... what a strange dream... an apparition... reality... what is it
"Chu nightning, I'm fucking you, are you comfortable?"
"Look at how cheap you are."
"Relax, what are you sucking so tight..."
"Shoot inside you, all shot at you... ah..."
Messy, inaudible, not real, but it seems like it.
what happened…
The sound of burning ink, like, but not like.
Mo Ran has never spoken in such a distorted voice, never...
Can't hear... it should be fake...
very messy.
Cooking madness.
The back was smashed more and more violently and wildly by the ink, the toes were against the mattress, and the pillow on the bed had completely moved. The man was panting, throbbing, thrusting furiously and lingeringly for a long time, and finally hugged him tightly, like sexual beasts, longing for intense kisses above and wet, fast sex below.
"Wanning... Master..."
He was panting in a low, hoarse voice, calling, madly in love.
"baby… "
The ink burned tightly on the waist of Chu nightning, pinched and rubbed, the full buttocks swayed fiercely, and the throat was moving. He has reached the critical point, and his eyes are almost fierce. After the craziest smashing of Chu nightning, he grabbed the man in his arms and kissed his earrings and neck.
The rushing and undulating chest is against the hot and humid back, and the burning sense of the ink is almost destroyed. .
I have seen how fierce and wild this thing is. At this time, Chu nightning was really panicked, and the spine was numb. He struggled: "You are not saying that you can't come in, you-you wait-"
Mo Ran gasped and kissed his neck, swallowed his saliva, and then turned to kiss Chu Wanning's cheek.
"Don't be afraid, don't go in, but... I want to cum here."
The ink burned almost unable to restrain himself, and the round glans reached the slightly condensed acupoint. He scolded secretly, no longer uttering a sound, but ruthlessly and eagerly dawdling in Chu nightning's shares, accumulating another burst. Pleasure, in the end - he swayed himself, pressed the stem head tightly against the mouth of Chu Wanning's passage, roared and spurted out, a stream of semen, sprayed in the hole, dripped into the inner thigh, and rubbed it. The mattress was messy and sultry.
Chu nightning's whole person is shaking and twitching.
The ink burned involuntarily and reached out to the front, holding the genitals of Chu nightning, warmly and lingeringly soothing.
Chu nightning was almost overwhelmed by shame, and his cheeks burned and whispered: "Don't... don't touch again... I've just..."
There was light in the burning eyes, and he murmured obsessively: "Well, I know you have already shot."
Chu nightning was very humiliated, and with wet eyes, he said ruthlessly: "You... don't say that word."
"Which one?"
"… "
"Oh," Mo Ranmei reacted with hindsight, and then smiled deeply: "Okay."
He kissed him, but the movements on his hands were not polite at all: "But Master, I still want to see your orgasm again."
"Um..."
This young man's work is so good, Chu nightning is helpless at all, and he is quickly stimulated to have sperm for the second time. How can he withstand such pressure, such indulgence, not to mention that his mind seems to be groggy all the time Yes, there are always some vague broken shadows in front of him, and there are hazy voices in his ears. He feels very sleepy and tired...
"Night."
He heard the ink burning calling him behind him, so gentle, so lingering, so swaying.
After the desire was vented, the two people calmed their breaths, panted, stroked him, kissed him, thanked him, wrapped him in their arms, and guarded them like treasures.
Chu nightning was drowsy, with a naked back, leaning on the thick and hot chest of the ink, and was confused for a while, and finally slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next morning, Chu Wanning woke up, and the sky light penetrated into the house through a window. He heard the sound of raindrops hitting the tiles. The rain was heavy and did not stop.
He felt a bit of a headache. The fragments that flashed by last night were like fish scales rolling in a sink, shining mottled and sticky, floating up and down.
He wanted to recall, but those scales got deeper and deeper, and finally completely engulfed in the darkness.
Then he thought about what he did with Mo Ran last night, his whole body froze suddenly, and his face quickly burned red. He wanted to get up, but his sturdy arms were still hugging him behind him, and his chest was still against his back, undulating evenly.
The ink has not woken up yet.
He just waited like this, I don't know how long he waited, the time is not so clear in this dark bedroom, but it should be a long time.
For a long time, my arms were a little numb.
The turbulent heartbeat slowed down for a long time.
Not so embarrassing anymore.
Chu nightning finally turned over, face to face, to see the face of the ink burning asleep.
Very handsome, the rare handsome appearance in the world, whether it is eyebrows, nose bridge, lips, are the best.
It's just that the eyebrows are slightly frowned, and it seems to have a heavy mind, which can't be opened, and it's heavy.
Chu nightning looked at this face again silently for a long time.
After a long time, he finally couldn't help it, and gently, for the first time, took the initiative to kiss the burning face.
Then he gently moved the ink-burning arm, sat on the edge of the bed, put on trousers, and went to get the white underwear. There are endless creases and folds on the clothes, Chu nightning tried to smooth them, but to no avail.
He had to wear it like this, secretly hoping that no one at the top of the dead would see anything unusual, and while thinking like this, he folded the placket.
Suddenly someone hugged him from behind.
Chu nightning was startled, although it was shown that the movements of his hands were slightly stunned.
Mo Ran didn't know when he woke up, got up, hugged him, and kissed his earrings.
"Master..."
I don't know what to say. For the first time in my life, when I met frankly, Chu nightning was okay, and the ink burned actually gave birth to some newly-married Yaner-like shyness and embarrassment, and it took a long time to say softly.
"morning… "
"What's the matter, it's too late." Chu nightning did not look back, and dressed himself.
Mo Ran smiled, with a shallow nasal voice, and then reached out his hand to sort out the pendant hanging around the neck for Chu Wanning.
"This cold-repellent must be placed close to your body, otherwise it will be useless."
Chu nightning seemed to suddenly think of something and looked back at him.
When I was in love last night, I felt that there was something on the neck of the ink burning, but at that time, I was dazzled and didn't look at it much. At this time, I looked closely and it was a dragon blood crystal pendant that was paired with myself.
"You..." Chu nightning was stunned. "When you were in the Confucianism Gate, didn't you say that this pendant is only the last one? How-"
He shut up abruptly.
Because seeing the ink burning and looking at himself with a smile, the pear vortex is melting, and the eyes are soft.
He suddenly understood the selfishness of Mo Ran at that time, and suddenly he was a little hot, turned his face away, stopped talking in a sullen mood, and just buried his head in arranging his clothes.
"Go back earlier." In the end, I didn't dare to look at the ink, I only said, "I'm afraid that someone will see something out."
The ink burned tame and said: "I listen to the master."
But after a few moments of silence, suddenly the ambition is immortal, and the blood is not cold. Pulled over Chu Wanning, who had put on his boots and was about to stand up, leaned over, and kissed his lips softly.
"Don't be angry, you have to endure it when you go back, I want to keep thinking about it." Mo Ran smiled, and his fingertips touched the lips of Chu Wanning who was about to speak, "Master, you are so kind."
Because of this sentence, you are so good, until I walked back to the mountain gate, Chu nightning was still a little dazed.
He feels that the good is not himself, but the burning of ink.
This young man is handsome, gentle, and loves himself attentively. Sometimes it even makes Chu nightning feel very unreal, thinking that this person is too perfect, how can he belong to such a dull self.
It belongs to me who can't even tell a decent love story.
But when Mo Ran stared at him, his expression was so serious, not half false, when Mo Ran kissed him, he was so emotional, his breathing seemed to be controlled by Chu nightning, and everything was handed over to him.
Even if he behaved clumsily last night, his words were dry, and sometimes he was distracted...
But Mo Ran didn't feel disappointed. When he woke up in the morning, he was willing to kiss his lips and said, you are so nice.
"… "
"Master."
"Um?"
Suddenly I came back to my senses, but I saw that under the red begonia flower enchantment, Mo Ran smiled and waved to him: "Where to go? Go this way, there is the red lotus waterside, let's go to Meng Po Tang to have some dinner, Go back again."
In Meng Potang, Mo Ran was still sitting in front of him, but the people around him were noisy and noisy, but they were not as comfortable as they used to be, eating the food in the bowl with their heads down.
The group of disciples who love to bet on Chu nightning couldn't help but whisper.
"Why doesn't Elder Yuheng talk to Senior Brother Mo today?"
"Not only did he not speak, he didn't even look at him."
"It's so strange that Senior Brother Mo doesn't serve Elder Yuheng any more food. Isn't he usually very flattering... What's wrong with them? They quarreled?"
"... Will you continue to sit at a table after quarreling with your master?"
"Haha, that's what I said."
Straight head to ear, suddenly saw Chu Wanning stand up, and took a bowl to add some porridge to himself. In the middle of the white clothes fluttering past them, the group of good people stopped talking, buried their heads obediently nibbling on the steamed buns.
After Chu nightning sat back, they discussed it like a rat-
"Do you think Elder Yuheng is a little strange today?"
Immediately someone nodded: "Yes! It's just that there's nothing strange about it, it seems to be clothes?"
Five or six pairs of eyes peeked at him for a long time, and suddenly a little disciple clicked his tongue and said, "It seems to be too wrinkled, not as meticulous as usual."
When he said this, everyone found that it was true, but no one thought about that. After muttering for a long time, they all felt that Elder Yuheng should go to the forbidden area in the back mountain last night to remove some evil and make up some small leaks and the like. .
These disciples admire him, look up to him, and at most they will only find him interesting, but no one will really treat him as a person with flesh and blood, so even if Mo Ran and Chu nightning do not stay so Traces, even if there are many clues revealed, they did not pay attention, did not pay attention.
When a person is carried to the altar by everyone, then he can only not speak, not move, cut off his emotions, and be cold, otherwise he will be wrong.
So later, when the relationship between Mo Weiyu and Chu Wanning was made public, many people felt that their gods had collapsed, felt anger, felt disgusting, felt unbelievable and unacceptable.
But they all forgot to put a person on a high place and worship him, forcing him to follow everyone's expectations every step of the way, forcing him to live from head to toe for everyone's demands, and not allowing him to have any selfish desires. It's a cruel and hard thing to do in itself.
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Small Theater "About the four gentlemen of Shimen on the boat"
Dog: No matter what version he is, he can't help but say dirty words
Master: Resolutely don't take the initiative to mention things like getting on the boat, but once you let go, it will be especially delicious
Xue Meng: He actually wants to try, but he doesn't know who to go with. He feels that he has lost money with everyone, and the person who he thinks is not at a loss can be scared to wilt just by thinking about the beginning. Terrible qaq.
Teacher: He belongs to the kind of man who goes to a nightclub to buy fun and will be molested as a top cowherd