The ink burned and choked. Xue Meng is really very powerful. With such a commotion, what is said or not said in the haze of the previous life, where is there half a shadow. He is now full of resentment and desire, and he can't understand why Xue Meng has to come to Chu Wanning to talk at this time - is it so idle
But he couldn't resist Chu Wanning, he still stood up, glanced under the bed, stood up again, kissed Chu Wanning, and said, "No."
"you-"
"Don't be angry, it's not that I don't listen to you." Mo Ran said, "But the bed is too low, I can't go in."
Chu nightning: "..."
"There is no wardrobe in this room, and there is only one window facing the door. I have nowhere to go. Let him go."
Chu nightning thought about it too, so he had to say: "What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm already going to sleep."
"Sit down for a while, will it be done?" Xue Meng's voice was aggrieved and moist, with a faint nasal tone, "Master, I am really messed up in my heart, there are some things, I want to ask you in person."
"… "
"Otherwise I won't be able to sleep until tomorrow."
Mo Ran was very upset by his soft request, but he also wanted to know what Xue Meng had to say tonight, so he stood up, looked around, and suddenly thought of a way. He whispered to Chu nightning, and Chu nightning's face immediately turned black: "You are like this... it's ridiculous."
"Then let him go."
Chu nightning hesitated to speak, but heard the sound of Xue Meng kicking the leaves outside the door. Thinking that Xue Meng rarely insisted on pestering himself like this, Chu nightning scolded, pushed away the ink, and said: "It's not an example. ... In addition, hide the clothes on the ground, don't miss it."
Xue Meng waited outside for a while, and saw that Chu nightning still did not agree. Although it was uncomfortable, he still insisted on calling: "Master?"
"… I heard you. Come in."
With the permission, Xue Meng pushed the door. As soon as he entered, he frowned. There seemed to be an indescribable faint breath in the room, but it was too light, and he was not sure what the smell was. It smelled somewhat familiar to him.
Chu nightning really fell asleep. The thick curtain on his bed had been put down, covering the scene inside. When he heard the movement of Xue Meng coming in, he raised his hand and opened the small half of the curtain, revealing a hazy look Sleeping face, half-closed eyes, seems to have just woken up, still very sleepy, with a moist thin red at the end of his eyes, he glanced at Xue Meng.
Xue Meng was a little embarrassed and muttered: "Master, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep."
"It's alright, sit down."
Xue Meng was sitting at the table.
Chu nightning asked: "What do you want to say to me?"
"I..." Xue Meng looked very tangled. After he just went back, he thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of why the necklace on Mo Ran's neck was familiar - on the way to Confucianism Gate, Mo Ran once bought one for Chu Wanning, and then he grabbed it and saw it for himself, I felt It's beautiful, and I want it too.
At that time, Mo Ran personally told him that it was the last one.
This matter made him more and more strange, and the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He was a person who couldn't hide his words.
But in the face of Chu Wanning's eyes, Xue Meng hesitated again, he really didn't know how to express it.
After brewing for a while, Xue Meng muttered: "Master, do you feel that the ink is burning... He is a little weird?"
As soon as this statement came out, Chu nightning and Mo Ran's hearts were all slammed.
Chu nightning's face did not change, and asked: "... What's the matter?"
"Master doesn't feel it?" Xue Meng was very difficult to speak, he hesitated for a while, and then he seemed to finally give up, he said, "I think he seems to be... uh... He is trying very hard to please the master."
Of course, Xue Meng did not dare to say "in pursuit of the master", but he peeked at Chu Wanning, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety.
Chu nightning said: "... why did you say this?"
"It's actually like this, I..." Riding a tiger was difficult, Xue Meng said with a bit of a scalp, "I... I saw something on his neck today."
Mo Ran, who was hidden behind the bed curtain, was shocked, raised his hand and touched the spar pendant hanging from his neck, and his face changed slightly.
Chu nightning has not yet reacted to what Xue Meng saw, and still frowned at him, waiting for him to say, waited for a while, and did not wait for Xue Meng to speak, but a warm big hand touched the leg.
Chu nightning's eyes changed suddenly, thinking that Mo Ran was going to do something absurd. He was busy taking advantage of Xue Meng not paying attention to turning his head and looking at the depths of the bed covered by the curtain, but saw Mo Ran referring to his own. Chains, reminding him with his lips.
Chu nightning all at once understood.
He considered for a moment and said: "Did you see the same chain as me on the ink burning?"
"No, no, I have no other meaning!" Xue Meng was anxious and ashamed, and waved again and again, "I just feel a little strange, I..."
"It's okay." Chu nightning said, "I returned the chain to him."
"Ah, Master gave it back to him?"
"It's uncomfortable to wear, so I'll give it back to him."
Xue Meng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and his face that had been pale when he came here finally had some blood, and he smiled: "I will say what's going on, he clearly told me that it was the last one, I thought he was …”
He turned it upside down so many times, and finally slapped his forehead and said in frustration, "Master, think I haven't mentioned anything. My mouth is too stupid to know how to explain it. Alas, I'm such a fool."
Chu nightning is not very good at lying, so I don't know how to persuade him. In fact, there are many words that are contrary to conscience. If you just say a word, you can leave the relationship between the ink burning and yourself clean. Xue Mengtu's is nothing more than this sentence.
As long as Chu nightning said "no", even if the facts were in front of Xue Meng, he would choose to believe in his master. But it is this complete trust that makes Chu nightning unable to speak, so he can only watch Xue Meng distressed in front of him in silence, scratching his ears and sighing.
He didn't want to talk too much.
Looking at Xue Meng's apology, he kept saying that he was too stupid and rushed in. Chu nightning suddenly felt very distressed and guilty, although the look on his face still did not change much, still the ancient well without waves, but he said slowly: "Xue Meng..."
Xue Meng stopped abruptly, waiting for him to speak.
What to say
Say "I'm sorry. I hope you don't disappoint me in the end, and I hope you will always recognize me as a master"? - He couldn't say it. This is too soft, too greasy, and too cruel.
Why did he ask Xue Meng to recognize him no matter what happened? Everyone will face the separation and reunion, growth and change, just like the bamboo shoots are pulled up, the outer layer of bamboo shoots will peel off sooner or later, wither and turn into mud.
There are still many decades in Xue Meng's life, and not many people can accompany another person to finish these decades. The past and the old people will become the slough of the snake and the clothes of the bamboo shoots.
Xue Meng waited left and right, and couldn't wait for the next paragraph. He opened his round eyes uneasy and murmured: "Master?"
"It's nothing." Chu nightning said lightly, "I think you seem to be overthinking, just want you to go to the elders of the wolf to ask for two bottles of tapir dew."
Xue Meng: "..."
"Anything else?"
Xue Meng thought about it and said, "Yes."
"what?"
"Master really intends to accept Nangong Si as an apprentice?" Xue Meng held back this matter for a while, "Then, didn't he become my senior brother?"
"...you care about that?"
"Well." Xue Meng rubbed the corners of his clothes with embarrassment. "I was the first before, so if you count him, I won't..."
Seeing him like this, the haze in Chu nightning's heart was a little lighter, and he couldn't help but smile.
Xue Meng loved to be coquettish with Mrs. Wang when he was a child. After the ink burned, he loved to compete with the ink in front of his parents. I didn't expect that now he is in his twenties, and this habit can't be changed. A Nangong Si will take his The peacock's tail feathers are all excited, and they are still brooding for the sake of being the first and second.
Chu nightning said: "There is no difference, it is the same."
"That can't be done, I don't want him to be a senior brother. Although he is the first to worship, he is the latest to be recognized by the master. I don't mind him entering the master's door, but can he be the last to be a junior junior brother? What." Xue Meng is very serious about this, "I will call him Nangong Junior Brother in the future."
"...It's up to you."
Xue Meng was a little more happy. When he was happy, he didn't want to leave.
The ink burned on the bed and became more and more irritable and anxious, thinking about how this guy said so much, why he didn't roll, rolling.
Xue Meng didn't get out, Xue Meng said: "I still have something to ask Master."
"Well." Chu nightning is very indifferent, "You say it."
Ink burning: "..."
"It was the ink burning that told me today that the master promised him before that he would give him a handkerchief..."
Chu nightning asked: "That... Well, but I haven't done it yet, do you want it too?"
Xue Meng's eyes lit up immediately: "Can I have it too?"
"It was originally intended to be given to each of you." Chu nightning said, "There is always something to do, so it's delayed."
Hearing this, Xue Meng was pleasantly surprised, and Mo Ran was completely stunned.
No... isn't he the only one
Mo Ran was instantly aggrieved, but Chu Wanning turned his face to chat with Xue Meng, and didn't notice Mo Ran's uncertain look.
Over there, Xue Meng swept away the haze and happily talked to Chu Wanning about the handkerchief he wanted. Even if you know that they are nothing at all, there are still all kinds of unpleasant feelings in your mind.
"Du Ruo is hard to stab, if you want Du Ruo tattoo, I will go back and ask Mrs. Wang."
"Is it difficult to stab?" Xue Meng was stunned for a moment. "Then it's not troublesome. It's good to stab Shizun. What's the best stab at Shizun?"
"...Actually, I'm not very good at any flower and bird decoration." Chu nightning was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly, "The best thing is the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra."
"???"
Chu nightning said: "When I was young in Wubei Temple, I... taught me to be guilty. I..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned, his face changed slightly, and he pursed his lips.
Xue Meng was stunned: "Master, what happened to you?"
"..." Chu nightning seemed to hesitate for a while before saying, "Nothing... Do you have anything else?"
"Well, yes, there is one more, but I forgot all of a sudden, let me think about it..." Xue Meng lowered his head and thought again. After he lowered his eyes, Chu night Ning breathed a little breathlessly, and a pair of angry eyes glared at the man deep in the bed.
Mo Ran was originally a small act of eroticism, and wanted to let Chu nightning rush Xue Meng away as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, he glanced back, the corners of his eyes were red and irresistible, but he suddenly swayed in his heart. A big fire started.
He is a very beast, and in a certain respect is extremely savage and primitive. The reason why he is restrained and restrained is that he loves Chu Wanning too much and feels too guilty. This love and guilt seems to restrain the shackles of his natural neck and let him He has never done anything outrageous in bed.
But at this moment, irritability and jealousy shattered the shackles of the neck ring, and his wet and dark eyes stared at Chu Wanning silently and dangerously for a while, and suddenly did a hot-headed thing.
He leaned over and got into the quilt at the place separated by the curtain from Xue Meng, and climbed all the way along the slender and strong legs of Chu Wanning.
It was dark all around, and the bedding covered all the light, so the senses became more and more exciting. He could clearly feel that Chu nightning was shaking slightly, and suddenly stopped his shoulders with one hand, his fingers were hot, grabbed his strong and broad shoulders, and pushed him to the side.
This is what Chu nightning can only do to stop him under the quilt.
Instead, Mo Ran's heart had the desire to tear him apart.
Xue Meng was still talking, but what he said was not important. The ink burned and listened absently. When he heard what he said, "It doesn't matter what the master stabs, I like it", and the ink burned more and more sullen. The breath is already at the root of Chu nightning's thigh. He knows where the pitiful desire is, but he didn't touch it.
He turned his face to the side, his eyelashes moved, he kissed the skin of the inner thigh of Chu nightning, sucking, licking, leaving ambiguous traces that were destined to be difficult to fade away.
Chu nightning trembled even more, and he must regret the act of leaving the ink burning at this moment. His fingernails sank deep into his smoldering shoulders, but he couldn't stop this lunatic.
"Master, are you listening?"
"Um… "
The ink burned and waited, his lips were hovering not far from the desire of Chu nightning, the hot and moist breath brushed the genitals of the other zodiac, he did not move, waiting for a crazy and exciting opportunity.
Then he waited, Xue Meng asked something, it was irrelevant, the ink burned and didn't mind, so I didn't hear it clearly, but Chu nightning had to answer him. At the moment when Chu nightning answered, the ink burned in the quilt. He leaned over under the cover, almost greedily containing the burning desires of the people under him.
"…!"
Chu nightning is all tense in an instant, his throat is twitching, and his fingers have scratched the flesh and blood of the ink, but the ink burns at all, he is excited for the reaction of Chu nightning, for the two of them breed in the dark Passionate and excited, of course he knows the endurance of Chu nightning, even if he pulls off his pants and stabs him in, he will never snort, so the ink burns unscrupulously.
Of course, he also knows that although Chu Wanning is reluctant, the comfort in his body is real. The genitals he is holding are hard and hot, and the plump and round stems are against his throat. What a pleasant feeling, but in the depths of Sui, this kind of sucking is also a sweetheart.
Chu nightning was stimulated by such a package. However, he can still answer Xue Meng's question in a forbearance and repression. His concentration, whether in this life or in the previous life, is the same amazing.
He suppressed it very well, but his voice was a little lower than usual, and his speech rate was a little slower. If it wasn't for the ink burning on his bed at the moment, it would be impossible to believe that this man was enjoying the ultimate joy and excitement.
Finally, Xue Meng nodded and said, "I know."
"If you know it, go back quickly." Chu nightning said, "Don't think about it any more, it's not too early."
Xue Meng got up and said: "The master, I'm leaving... By the way, is the lamp gang master put out?"
"… it is good."
It happened to be a deep throat, and Chu nightning slightly opened his lips and never panted.
But he frowned, his eyelashes trembled, and his face was slightly red.
Xue Meng hesitated: "Master, do you have a fever?"
"… No."
"But why is your face a little red." Worried, Xue Meng didn't think much about it. While getting up, he raised his hand to probe Chu Wanning's forehead.
This is something Chu Xiaoning never expected. On the one hand, he was forced to do such erotic things with Mo Ran, and on the other hand, the skin on his forehead was touched by another apprentice who didn't know it. In front of Xue Meng's concerned eyes, the quilt is being sucked by the ink, the warm mouth wraps him, imitating the action of thrusting, the pleasure is almost extinguished, and the sense of shame is almost overwhelmed by him, he must not. Don't use every bone, every inch of flesh and blood to restrain yourself, let yourself gasp and moan.
"There is no heat..." Xue Meng murmured, "Master, do you feel uncomfortable?"
The ink burned and thought, uncomfortable? How can he be uncomfortable? Your master is afraid that he will die from comfort. You are all here, so I can't make him feel better. Why don't you leave quickly
When he was gloomy but accumulated deeper and deeper, Xue Meng was finally sent away by Chu Wanning. Xue Meng was very dedicated. He put out the lights for the master, said goodbye, and then walked out.
As soon as he heard the sound of the door "clicking" closing, Chu nightning was mad. He suddenly opened the quilt and put the bun on the ink, forcing him to come over, and then gave him a light. Slapped, lowered his voice and reprimanded in the dark: "You bastard... uh!"
What responded to him was Mo Ran's eager gasp and lustful black eyes. Most men were beasts in front of lust. When they went to bed with their loved ones, they were the beasts who swallowed the aphrodisiac, and Mo Ran was beaten by him. Not feeling the pain, instead, he clasped his hand, pressed it on the bed, and tore off his last clothes. Both of them couldn't help groaning when their skin was touching.
The ink burned and didn't say much. The light in his eyes was somewhat crazy. His lower body was so hard that it hurt. The round and terrifying stem head was oozing with crystal liquid. Chu nightning's abdomen was wet and sticky.
Just now he bullied Chu nightning in the quilt how badly he bullied him, and now the fire burns to himself how badly, just now Chu nightning mobilized all his will not to moan, and now the ink burns to mobilize the same will , Don't let yourself lift Chu nightning's legs, and insert the painful genitals into it.
His muscles tightened, kissing him hard, rubbing headlessly, he just wanted to go in, lustful, raw nature drove him to just go in, to conquer him completely, to tear him apart, to let He tolerates himself, accepts himself, swallows himself, is fucked by himself, and becomes his own person.
"Get up... darling, get up..." he murmured, "Hurry up, I won't be able to take it any longer, keep your legs tight..."
While the last bit of rational light had not disappeared, the ink burned hoarsely and murmured. He pulled Chu nightning up, and still inserted the hot genitals between his thighs like last time, slamming violently and rubbing.
He hit so hard, sweat was gathering on his chest, and the light in his eyes was extremely bright.
He held Chu Wanning's waist, and because of this kind of scratching, he felt more and more dissatisfied and more energetic. He didn't say too much foul language, just slammed it hard and hard, the hot genitals rubbed against Chu Wanning's private parts every time, bumped into it, pubic hair hit his thighs, pouches Slapped on the buttocks.
Chu nightning was knocked out by him, but Mo Ran's other hand came over at an inopportune time, holding the high-spirited stem in front of him, rubbing and stroking.
"what… "
The ink burned his shoulders, gnawed, and then said softly: "Don't shout, the sound insulation here is not good, I'm afraid Xue Meng didn't go far."
Chu nightning didn't say anything anymore. His eyes were hazy with water vapor, lying on the bed and being soothed by ink burning, and suffering from the fierce impact of the knife edge again and again, the thick and terrifying giant was in his legs at the moment. Going in and out, he couldn't imagine what it would feel like when this thing came in, he shivered slightly...
They did it over and over three times this night. In fact, Chu nightning was tossed and shot three times. In the end, his consciousness was slack. He remembered that he was holding the man on his body tightly, kissing, lingering, for no reason. feel distressed.
Chu nightning went to kiss him, his posture was still clumsy, but the ink could not stand the stimulation, and he gasped in confusion: "Don't hook me..."
Chu nightning was startled.
hook him
who hooked him...
It's angry, funny, and a little helpless. Chu nightning said: "Then I can't move anything, let you come?"
The ink burned and kissed his ear: "Just let me come."
There was still a hint of bitterness in his tone, and under a careful sniff, the storm was about to come. The room was very dark, but Chu nightning raised his eyes and clearly saw the astringency that slipped through the ink burning eyes.
I don't know what I thought, Chu nightning suddenly had a heat in his mind, and before the ink burned, he turned over and sat on the waist and abdomen of the ink burning, with his hands burning, leaning over and looking at him.
The ink burned slightly: "Master, you..."
Chu nightning did not say a word, the phoenix eyes were very bright, and the earlobes were also burning red: "I have said that I will listen to me today, and I have no ambition for this sentence."
Then he slowly got up, lowered down, and the ink burned his scalp, and the blood was rushing and screaming, he said: "Don't mess around, if you...you will not be able to make it tomorrow. of."
But Chu nightning turned a deaf ear. When this person was stubborn, he really went his own way and didn't put other people's words in his eyes.
The back of the ink is numb and stiff. On the one hand, he is very eager for Chu Wanning to take the initiative to ride up, and he sits on it up and down, and on the other hand, he is extremely reluctant to do such a thing at this time. He knew that once he went in and endured it for so long, it was impossible to just do it once and then quit.
In fact, looking back, in the past life's lingering day and night, when has he been able to hold back and only fuck it once? On the craziest night, the night he wiped the aphrodisiac for Chu Wanning, he almost tormented the man who couldn't stop moaning all night.
At the end, I couldn't come out, but I was still not satisfied, and refused to quit, so I stuffed it into the wall of the intestines that was wet and contracted—
He rubbed his legs and feet with him, his lips and tongues were lingering, he was inserted into him, and he spoke swear words that made people blush and heartbeat in his ear.
"Are you cool?"
"Master, you are still sucking me below."
"I shot so much, did it satisfy you?" At that time, he even forced Chu nightning to bow his head and look at the place where they were connected, and then he stretched out his hand and stroked Chu nightning's tight belly, low and hoarse. Said, "Your belly is full of my semen, what should I do?"
He said those absurd words, his eyes were full of lust and lust, and the breath of the beast was like a beast.
"Will Shizun be pregnant with the child of this seat? Huh?"
He pushed himself inside again, and the sticky love liquid left over from the many previous releases was seeping out from the edge of the bond between the two because of this action.
The medicinal properties have not dissipated, and Mo Ran looked at the man in his arms, trembling and sour because of his own actions, humming softly, and couldn't help but darken his eyes. In the end, it was really unbearable, and he started to fuck him one by one, to please him...
At that time, he could not help but be the emperor of the cultivation world who reigned over the world.
His desire for Chu Wanning has always been so vigorous, so much so that he just wants to find a room to lock Chu Wanning, do nothing every day, see no one, and only concentrate on making love with Chu Wanning. Let Chu Xiaoning be fucked by himself, lean on the wall and be fucked by himself, lie on the bed and break his long legs and be fucked by himself, and ride on himself and be repeatedly thrusted.
It's best to see Chu Wanning being fucked to the point of murmuring, crying and begging for mercy, and being fucked to the point where the genitals spray out of love fluid uncontrollably - it's best that you don't have to come out of Chu Wanning's body in this life, that's the world The ultimate joy.
Mo Ran knew the lava-like animal desire in his heart. His throat was moving, and his black eyes stared at Chu Wanning. It was a warning and a plea: "Master, don't do this..."
"Then do something else." Chu nightning's cheeks were hot, but his eyes were very stubborn.
Before Mo Ran had time to think about what else he said, he saw that he leaned over and buried himself, moving quickly, without giving Mo Ran a chance to refuse, and no longer giving himself time to hesitate.
He contained the smoldering genitals that burned the ink.
"what… "
Suddenly, his abdomen tightened, and his spine felt like lightning pierced through.
The ink burned instinctively and closed his eyes because of the comfort, and then his fingers were inserted into the long hair of Chu nightning.
"Night Ning..."
Tears oozing out of the corners of the eyes, is it stimulation, or gratitude
Pain or pleasure...
are no longer clear.
In his lover's mouth, his male organs were unstoppably stiff and swollen, with distinct muscles and roots, appearing extremely tyrannical and terrifying, and extremely aggressive.
Chu nightning can't accommodate such a big thing at all, but he still imitates what the ink has done, licking on the stem, shaking with shame, but love makes his chest warm, and he tries his best to put the huge He swallowed the glans head and stem, but halfway through it, it had already withstood his throat. The fiery touch and faint stinging sting made him feel like retching.
The ink burned very distressed, and he was busy saying to Chu nightning: "Baby, no need, just..."
Before he finished speaking, he couldn't help groaning.
Because Chu Ning was stubborn and refused to admit defeat, even in bed, he started to move and began to suck and pump... Mo Ran was not a short-term person before, and it was even more so when he stepped on Xianjun. Serving him, he did not feel moved.
But Chu nightning was lying in his crotch, kissing him, and sucking him.
His eyes were all pale and dark, and suddenly colorful, and suddenly the earth was empty.
So exciting.
The ink burned his head back slightly, panting in a low voice, his slender and well-proportioned arms couldn't help stroking Chu's long hair, making a sexy and suffocating hum.
His late night, his master...
Yuheng Big Dipper Immortal Venerable at night.
The most handsome man in the world...
Bai Bi has no time for Chu Wanning and is willing to do such a thing for him.
No drugs, no coercion.
willingly...
The burning eyes were wet, and the dark eyelashes trembled slightly.
Is willingly.
Chu nightning's skills are not good, and the strength is not so right. Sometimes Beiji doesn't pay attention and hurts him, but he is almost uncontrollable and surrendered under the stimulation of Chu nightning, and the corner of his eyes is finally released. There were wet tears.
He hugged Chu nightning, hugged him tightly, and couldn't help kissing him, only to feel that the heartache was so bad, but it was so warm and painful.
"Wanning..." He whispered in his ear over and over again, "Wanning..."
Chu nightning's wet black phoenix eyes glanced at him because of desire, and then he dropped his eyelashes because of shame, and for a long while still asked hoarsely and softly: "Do you like it?"
A gentle, blood-to-flesh.
Pain is deep.
The ink burned tightly and hugged him, and said slowly: "I like it."
Chu nightning's ears became more and more red, and when he was recognized, he stopped talking.
The ink couldn't help stroking his hair, and said softly: "I only like you... I like you the most... Wanning."
There will be no one better than you in this world.
No one can touch my heart except you.
Master.
I love you so much.