Chu nightning's astonishment was completely indescribable in words. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the burning ink in his dream like a ghost.
The grown-up Mo Weiyu is very heroic, with wide shoulders, long legs, and half a head taller than him.
When he lowered his eyes and looked down at himself, there was some playfulness and ridicule at the end of his eyes.
"Good master of this seat, you should really see what you look like now."
His fingertips slipped all the way down Chu Wanning's cheeks, and stopped by his ears, with the cream under his eyes Hua Linglie.
A few moments of silence, he snorted coldly, and then suddenly deceived himself, the soft and hot touch swept over to contain, and he contained Chu Wanning's lips.
Unpredictable, Chu nightning's head banged, as if there was a string... Broken...
The ink is burning and kissing him. His breath was taking over him, wet, restless, full of filthy, sinful desires.
His lips and teeth entangled violently, and his chest turned violently.
Chu nightning is almost stunned, the phoenix eyes are round, and there is anger and confusion in his mind. However, in the dream, he seems to have lost his spiritual power, and even ordinary strength is difficult to gather. Was firmly imprisoned in each other's arms.
For some reason, the ink burning in the dream is completely different from what he is familiar with.
There is no longer the low eyebrows and pleasing eyes of the past, but rather aggressive and arrogant.
He can even clearly perceive the hot breath when the ink burns breathing, and it is hurried and low. The scalding animal desire is like lava, and it will melt his flesh and bones into water.
Chu night's face was blue, and he wanted to vomit blood. He couldn't imagine that he would be suppressed by the ink burning without any resistance, and what made him even more unacceptable was that he actually felt hot in the abdomen and soft fingertips in this crazy wet kissing. He was trembling in his arms, and the burning chest was so hot that it seemed that he was going to melt through the clothes, to immerse him, he wanted to struggle, but he had no strength.
At the end of the kiss, Chu nightning's legs were soft, the ink burned and hugged him, turned his face over, and put it on the back of his ear. Hot and humid breath sprayed at the base of his neck, panting. Then he heard the ink burning and said: "Aren't you going to discuss the conditions with this forum?"
The sound of the ink burning is very hoarse, so hoarse that Chu nightning is almost unfamiliar.
Chu nightning lowered his eyes and saw his Adam's apple rolling, which was a forbearance, but he couldn't help swallowing.
"You are of no value to this seat, so let's talk about the last thing you have left."
Chu nightning's voice was also hoarse. I don't know if it was because of desire or anger. He whispered: "What..."
The ink burned him to the wall, suddenly raised his hand, slammed against the wall, and grabbed Chu Wanning's wrist that was locked by a chain.
He was all malicious, but he bowed his head coyly and took his earrings.
Chu nightning trembled violently in an instant, and a terrifying numbness rushed to the scalp from the tail vertebra.
The sound of the ink burning is low, and the breathing is very turbid and thick.
"You ask me to do it once, and I will agree to your request."
Chu night Ning suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a color of lust in his eyes, but it was more unbelievable.
The other hand of the ink burned has touched his waist, his lips rubbed against the side of his neck, a gentle tone, a vicious sentence.
"However, I hate Master so much, and I don't think I am too interested in Master's body. If you want to have a good time, I have to trouble you to cooperate more."
The ink burned for a while, and continued to touch his waist, hugging people tighter.
"So, you've figured it out, if you want, you can kneel down, lick me well, wait on me comfortably, and then lie on your stomach, lying on the bed, begging me to fuck you."
"… "
Chu nightning is going crazy.
Elder Yuheng is pure, arrogant, innocent, cold, masculine, not feminine, does not read erotic pictures, does not listen to erotic songs, and confides Lianzhen, aloof and self-love.
In other words, he knew very little about love affairs.
Therefore, he was very unfortunate. Although he was angry, he could only throw away his armor and armor in front of such a fierce strange feeling, and he was defeated.
After the ink burned, I waited for a while. Seeing that he didn't respond, he scolded him in a low voice, but he couldn't hold back and started kissing him. After kissing his lips enough, the wet tongue withdrew from his mouth with a hint of crystal, and then bit his neck viciously again. Licking and kissing his neck and shoulders.
What made Chu nightning scalp numb is that the burning hand began to rudely tore the robe on his body, while tearing and muttering, "What kind of gentleman! What kind of saint!" When he looked up at him, his eyes were hot and hot. Crazy, there is a wonderful light at the end of his eyes, as if the hatred that has been accumulated for a long time has finally been vented.
It is also like the erotic magma boiling under the rock formation, after a long period of forbearance, it erupted freely.
Chu nightning seemed to be scalded by his tiger-like eyes, and wanted to look away, but was burned through his mind and pinched his face.
"look at me."
The hoarse voice was hot and trembling slightly, whether it was because of excitement or something else. It sounds like the hunger and thirst of a wild beast.
"I made you look at me!"
Chu nightning trembled and closed his eyes.
This dream is so ridiculous...
"Master." The voice in my ear suddenly became soft and soft again, a familiar tone, "Master, wake up."
Chu nightning blurred, seeing the face of the burning ink still close at hand, immediately without thinking, a slap was slapped and slammed, and the slap was firmly pumped on the other cheek.
The ink was caught off guard, and was drawn straight, "ah" with a wide eye: "Master, how do you beat people?"
"… "
Chu nightning sat up, with a pair of phoenix eyes hanging, with anger at the end of his eyes, and was shocked.
His body was still trembling slightly, and the dream and reality intertwined, driving him crazy.
"Master..."
"do not come!"
Chu nightning lowered his sword eyebrows and shouted sharply, and his excessive reaction shocked the ink. After a long while, he cautiously said, "Have you had a nightmare?"
nightmare...
Yeah, it's a dream... just a dream.
Chu nightning stared at the person in front of him, and after a while, he gradually recovered.
He is still lying in the library of the red lotus water pavilion, and the Danxin Temple and the youth ink burned together, and the only thing left in front of him is the face that is still young and childish.
"... Well, in my dream... it's good to beat people." Finally woke up, Chu nightning paused for a moment, sorted out his expression, and used his slender fingers that were still slightly trembling to straighten his clothes, pressing the undisturbed heat. with unease, said.
Mo Ran rubbed his blushing cheeks, and sighed: "What nightmare did the master have? It's so ruthless..."
Chu nightning's face flashed a bit of embarrassment, pursed his lips, turned half a handsome face, and did not speak coldly.
There was no turbulence on his face, but his heart was turbulent, and he felt that his self-esteem was about to shatter: he actually had that kind of absurd dream, such foul language, shameless, and it was a vain teacher.
What made him collapse even more was that his body actually reacted in such a humiliating dream...
Fortunately, the robes were loose and flowing, and others could not see it.
But Chu nightning helped the forehead corner, and his face was still black and became the bottom of the pot.
Naturally, he can't hold the ink in the dream and let out the gas, but the one who came to the door in front of him is still ok. So he slanted his eyebrows and asked in a vicious voice: "In the middle of the night, you broke into my bedroom privately. Do you think that the red lotus waterfront is your home? Do you think you are the elder Yuheng?"
"… "
First, I was slapped in the face inexplicably, and then I was trained to cover my face. The ink burned a little aggrieved, and whispered, "What kind of temper is it..."
Chu night Ning Jianmei angered: "I didn't lose my temper, I'm going to sleep, you go out for me!"
The ink burned: "But the master, it is now the time of the hour."
Chu nightning: "..."
"If it weren't for the fact that we waited for a long time at the Platform of Good and Evil and didn't see Master, I wouldn't dare to come to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion to find you without authorization."
Chu Wan: "..."
The casement of the library was being covered. He pushed open the window and saw that the sun was rising and the birds and insects were singing outside.
Chu nightning's face is even more ugly.
It looked like he might call the sky to ask for someone at any time.
He actually achieved a spring dream, if it wasn't for the ink burning to call him, he might continue to do it - this realization made Chu nightning's forehead blue veins jump, and the knuckles holding the window lattice became jade.
You must know that Chu nightning has cultivated the mind and has always been good at curbing desire. Before that, let alone spring dreams, and even Yan Nian never had it.
Chu nightning's way of this is like a wooden man, stupid, stupid and stiff. He has cultivated his own mind to the realm, and cut off his desires. He always likes to despise this pair of lovers, and despise the pair of Taoist couples. In the end, this person was still triumphant and felt that he was very arrogant.
Unexpectedly, the horse stumbled and planted...
And it was still planted in the hands of his little apprentice.
The noble and glamorous Chu Zongshi, who is wise and martial, no longer dares to look at the ink, and angrily threw the sentence: "Quickly go with me to the morning repair on the platform of good and evil!"
Xue Meng and the teacher have been waiting for a long time. When Chu nightning arrived, the two of them were sitting under the shade and talking.
The teacher is very anxious: "Master is never late, what's going on today? It's already this time, and I haven't seen his shadow."
Xue Meng was even more anxious: "Isn't the ink burning to invite the master? I haven't come back after going for so long. I knew that I would go with him. Wouldn't the master be sick?"
The teacher said: "I see that the wound on the shoulder of the teacher is so serious. Although he has been recuperated, but his body is weak, it is actually difficult to say..."
When Xue Meng heard it, he became more and more restless, and suddenly got up: "No wait, the ink burns that unreliable dog thing, I will go and see for myself!"
When I looked back, I saw Chu Wanning's white clothes fluttering and striding forward.
The two people under the tree said together: "Master!"
Chu nightning: "Some things have been delayed. Take you to practice martial arts today, let's go."
The teacher took advantage of the night of Chu Ning not to pay attention, and whispered to the ink burning behind him: "Does it matter if the teacher is? What's the delay?"
The ink burned and rolled his eyes: "Overslept."
"what?"
"Shh, I don't know." Mo Ran rubbed his cheeks, and the slap was still painful. He didn't want to be slapped by Chu nightning again.
The teacher's eyelashes flickered: "Why is your left face red?"
The ink burned in a low voice: "If you want to ask again, my right face will also turn red, don't ask, let's go."
When the three people arrived at the training ground, Chu nightning let Mo Ran and Shi Yan go and learn from each other first, leaving Xue Meng alone.
Chu nightning said: "Sit down."
Although Xue Meng didn't know why, he always took the words of the master as a guide, and immediately sat on the ground according to the words.
Chu nightning also sat down in front of him and said to him: "Three years later, Lingshan will discuss the sword. What are your plans?"
Xue Meng lowered his eyes, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Get the top spot."
If Chu nightning asked him this way before the trip to Jin Chengchi, Xue Meng would answer with a proud and majestic face.
However, at this time, to say these words again, he couldn't let go of his arrogance and held on to it.
He must have no self-knowledge, but he is really unwilling to hand over the title of "Heaven's Favored Son" to others.
After saying the words "winning the first place", Xue Meng was apprehensive and stole his eyes to look at Chu Wanning.
But Chu nightning just glanced at him, without the slightest ridicule, and without any doubts.
He only said one word simply and neatly.
"it is good."
Xue Meng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Master, do you think - do you think I can... I..." He was excited for a while, and he was incoherent.
Chu nightning said: "Under my door, there is no disciple who gave up before the battle."
"Master..."
"Those who participate in Lingshan's sword discussion are all young leaders of various factions. Those who do not have Shenwu will naturally not be your opponents. If there is Shenwu, you don't have to be afraid." Chu Xiaoning said, "Shenwu is not something that can be controlled overnight. Although your Sabre Dragon City is slightly inferior, it is still the highest grade that the mortal world can produce. If you practice diligently in the past three years and make good use of it, it is not impossible to come out on top."
Everyone knows that Chu Zongshi has a vicious look in martial arts and is quite insightful.
He is a sensational person who will never say good-hearted lies in order to inspire others, so Xue Meng was immediately excited when he heard his words.
"Is it true what Master said?"
Chu night Ning crossed his eyes and wrote lightly: "How old are you, Xue Meng? I will not coax people who are over five years old."
When he said this, Xue Meng was a little embarrassed, rubbed his nose and laughed.
Chu nightning said again: "Winning and losing are impermanent, but pride can't be light, work hard for it, as for the result, you don't have to force it too much."
Xue Meng said: "Yes!"
Xue Meng was relieved here, and Chu nightning came to the vicinity of the spiritual power wooden pile behind the martial arts field. In order to prevent the disciples from accidentally hurting others when hitting the wooden pile, this place was built a bit remote and had to pass through a long The corridor, and then turn the corner, you can come to the pile group.
The teacher and the ink burned their backs to him, and they were talking, not too far away, just to hear it.
"You..." Chu nightning was about to call them over, but the scene in front of him made him suddenly stop talking.
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Today's Theatre:
"If this is a modern article, then the respective characters may be..."
Chu Wanning: Probably the worst-tempered people's teacher in the school.
Teacher: Surgeon.
Xue Meng: A student at the Film Academy, studying... probably majoring in acting.
Xue Zhengyong: Coal boss local tyrant upstart
Mrs. Wang: The eldest lady of the scholarly family who followed the nouveau riche
Mei Hanxue: Psychological consultant.
Ye Wangxi: Conscientiously serve the people's police.
Ink Burns: … Racer. Don't ask me why, it's all up to him to drive.