Xie Zhiwei intends to scold him righteously again, even if he can't wake up this gay guy, he can still vent his anger. But when he opened his mouth, he let out an "ah".
He looked at Mu Yu in disbelief: "You...you are presumptuous!"
Because he was horrified to find that the deadly part between his legs was being held by someone.
"Don't touch me!"
However, that force remained motionless, and Mu Yu raised his head from his neck, looking at him with infatuated eyes, as if his angry appearance was also the most touching in the world.
Xie Zhiwei took a deep breath and tried to remain calm, "Don't you listen to my teacher's words?"
Mu Yu immediately became respectful, took a step back, raised both hands and said, "Master, this disciple has obeyed." But the cunning in his eyes was revealed without any concealment.
He did not touch Xie Zhiwei at the moment, but the foreign body sensation between Xie Zhiwei's legs was still there, and the force became more and more unknown. Before, it was just holding it affectionately, but now it is suspiciously rubbing back and forth, and gently caressing the most sensitive front end like a feather.
— This is the breath of the black lotus.
Black lotus can be applied directly to the soul of a person. It's like when Ming Kong and Xie Zhiwei pretended to be "Chi Yan" were punished earlier, the ordinary strength, the feeling of flesh and soul are very different. If it's just a mosquito bite, the skin and flesh may feel only a half pain, but the soul's feeling is a tingling pain that goes straight to the bottom of the heart. Even the actions on Xie Zhiwei's body at this time are the same.
What's more, this body has been abstinent for a hundred years, and its sensitivity has been superimposed by dozens of times.
Xie Zhiwei was going to explode with anger, but his body reacted uncontrollably.
"You! Traitor..."
Immediately after, there was a low moan, Xie Zhiwei suddenly closed his mouth, and clenched his teeth.
... was actually hardened, is the hero's skill good, or is he too horny
Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes without love, and heard Mu Yu whispering from the side: "Master, I really want to bring a mirror, so that you can see how good-looking you are at the moment."
The tone was light and airy, obviously some distance away from him, but it floated in his ears like a gossamer, vaguely carrying the damp heat from when he bit his earlobe just now. Xie Zhi saw sweat on his forehead, the brilliance of the white lotus restrained him, and the aura of the black lotus snaked around him again, he was like a puppet being manipulated, even though he was dressed in good clothes, he was still ashamed to the extreme.
The pleasure that followed also made him extremely ashamed.
In his previous life, he was busy filming, and his private life was very clean, but men have needs, it's not like he hasn't masturbated before. But now he had to admit that it felt much more comfortable than masturbating himself.
So shame on him!
Mu Xi observed every subtle change on Xie Zhiwei's face, from forbearance to shame, to helplessness. His eyes darkened, and he hooked his fingers lightly. That wrapped Xie Zhiwei's black lotus breath, and his movements suddenly became violent.
Xie Zhiwei couldn't stand anymore, his feet went limp, but he didn't fall to the ground. He was firmly supported by Bailian Guanghua, his head was raised slightly, but his teeth were still clenched, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was going through a catastrophe.
But the heavier and heavier snorting and reddish cheeks let Mu Xi know that his master is not that painful.
At least it is much more comfortable than Dujie.
Xie Zhiwei's remaining rationality was used to fight against physical difficulties, and he didn't even know when Mu Kuo would hold him in his arms again. Mu Ku held his face with one hand, his throat moved, his lips pressed against him, and the tip of his tongue easily pried open his teeth.
Then, Xie Zhiwei let out a muffled hum.
The breath of the black lotus tightened between his legs, his body convulsed violently, and then he lost all strength.
For a moment, his mind was in a mess, this clothes... It's time to change again.
Panting heavily, he opened his eyes and saw Mu Ku's eyes very close at hand.
He turned his head to avoid Mu Ku's lips, with a cold expression.
Mu Yu looked at him cautiously, but he was not cautious at all when holding him: "Is the master angry with the disciple? But the master clearly has such a feeling."
Xie Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "Do you want to emulate Ming Kong and make your teacher the second Shen You?"
As soon as this remark came out, both of them were stunned.
This is also difficult for Xie Zhiwei, he is a drama idiot, he has been thinking about scripts and acting skills every day, and he was like a clean stream in the chaotic entertainment industry back then. Most of the knowledge about homosexuality is obtained from some film and television works, and there are also male artists in certain circles who do this, but they are not familiar with him, so they dare not show too much in front of seniors like him. It was also by chance that he heard some rumors, so he gave a half-cold "So that's how it is", feeling that those things were far away from him, and he didn't touch them, and he didn't want to touch them.
The reason why he instinctively mentions Ming Kong and Shen You at this moment is because after he crossed over, he was tortured too badly by that cheating fan story. At that time, he was only focused on getting into the play to make a copy, and he would either yawn or lose sight of that kind of plot. God knows, after many years, it should be on himself.
And Shen You's tragic experience, and the cheating ending of the Xuanyunjian faction's annihilation, all made him have a prejudice-the homosexual is a pervert, and it will not end well if he is gay.
Looking at Mu Yu again, the blood on his reddish face almost faded away, and even the hand holding him loosened a lot.
Sure enough, Xie Zhiwei was not the only one who remembered this bloody example.
Xie Zhiwei pushed him away mercilessly, and quickly pulled up the clothes.
Seeing that he was so jealous of himself, Mu Yu's eyes darkened a little, and he smiled wryly for a while and said, "Master, did you compare the disciple to Ming Kong?"
Xie Zhi lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent.
It's really inappropriate to generalize the male protagonist with a small cannon fodder, but you two are the only gay guys in the whole text, and you can't pick anything else!
Moreover, the male protagonist is much more handsome than Ming Kong, and when he changes his mind, he is also much less human than Ming Kong.
After a deathly silence, Mu Yu finally spoke: "If Master really misses me that much, I..." He narrowed his eyes suddenly in the middle of speaking, and grabbed Xie Zhiwei's wrist suddenly, "I have no choice but to..."
"You!" Xie Zhiwei was caught off guard and bumped into his arms again, raised his head with a frown, but was startled.
Mu Yu stared at him stubbornly, with the intention of giving up on himself.
Xie Zhiwei was startled: "What do you have to do?"
Mu Yu smiled at him slightly, and said word by word: "The disciple has no choice but... to do as the master wishes."
Xie Zhi panicked a little, Shen You's puppet-like figure appeared in his mind, those dull eyes didn't know good or evil, cold or hot, love or hate, it would be better to be dead.
"You let go!"
Mu Yu pressed him tightly in his arms, and the petals of the black lotus and white lotus wrapped them together, making him almost unable to breathe.
"Let go? How can I be willing?"
Mu Yu said softly: "Even if the disciple doesn't reveal his heart today, the master will not stay, right? Otherwise, how could he change his face, even if he was forced to hang his life by a thread, he would not show his identity to recognize me. Master, have you ever thought about your disciples?"
Under strong pressure, Xie Zhiwei's profile was pressed tightly against his chest. I could clearly hear bursts of heart sounds, which were rapid and powerful, completely opposite to Mu Yu's light and airy tone.
"Four years ago, I stopped breathing and heartbeat just like this in my arms. The disciple was very sad. Now that the master is back, the disciple is still very sad... Master, don't you have anything to say to the disciple?"
Xie Zhiwei felt that he was about to be strangled to death, he thought blankly, originally he wanted to apologize in various ways, but now...you should kill me.
He clings to the last bit of clarity in his mind, trying to knock on the system.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a call: "Is there anyone—Gongong, are you inside—"
This female voice is so familiar.
It was the voice of Tantai Meng!
Wasn't she imprisoned in the Demon Sect? Why did she escape and find this place
Xie Zhiwei was so moved that she was about to cry, it seemed that the love for her was not in vain, at this critical moment, it was she who came to save him, it was a timely help! Do not! It's a boiler!
Mu Yu naturally also heard Tantai Meng's voice, he hugged Xie Zhiwei, and looked out the door with a sullen face.
The blue light above the courtyard trembled slightly, and the barrier created by Qingping Sword seemed to be destroyed by something. Soon, a thin layer of golden brilliance rose from a corner outside, adhering to the blue light, and wherever it went, the blue light ate away almost transparently. Although the speed is very slow, the effect is visible to the naked eye.
Looking at the situation, Xie Zhiwei vaguely remembered a divine description he heard when he first met the grass python hero.
Butterfly wings fell from the sky!
When he was happy, his eyebrows relaxed a little. Seeing it, Mu Yu didn't know what to think of, and pinched his chin fiercely. "The woman in white..."
Xie Zhi gave a muffled snort, and raised his brows again, his instinctive struggle was immediately suppressed by Mu Yu.
Mu He's voice was low and deep, almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "When this disciple went up to the Heavenly City with the Master for the first time, she was the one I saw by the river, right! She didn't die... I just understood , why does Master want me to wear white clothes..."
You are the hero and she is the heroine, so what's wrong with wearing a couple outfit!
Xie Zhiwei roared in his heart, and raised his head from Mu Yu's arms with great effort, trying to explain something, but suddenly his eyes widened.
Hei Lian's breath suddenly parted out one or two strands, which penetrated into his mouth and nose like silk like threads.
As soon as it entered the body, it spread out instantly, filling his entire spiritual consciousness almost instantly.
Xie Zhiwei's eyes turned black, he opened his mouth, wanted to cough but couldn't, his body seemed to be exhausted.
"Ni... disciple..." He fell limply, even though he was unwilling, he still closed his eyes.
Mu Yu took him in his arms, bowed his head and said softly: "Master, rest in peace. It is good for the disciples to go and see her, so that Master treats her..."
The rest of the words stopped, the master must not have the slightest thought for anyone other than him.
As long as the master exists alive in the world, he can't tolerate it!
He stared at the person in his arms, feeling a sudden fear in his heart.
Because Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes at this time, he looked very much like the way he stepped on the cliff four years ago and slowly cooled in his arms. Mu Yu's hands trembled uncontrollably, and he yelled in panic, "Master!"
Immediately, all the lights and shadows of Bai Lian and Hei Lian disappeared, and he placed Xie Zhiwei on the ground very carefully, not daring to blink his eyes. It wasn't until he felt warm and even breath under his nose that he felt relieved.
In just a moment, there was sweat on his forehead.
Mu Yu closed his eyes and said in pain: "But... the disciple doesn't know what to do, even you can't teach the disciple..."
He took a deep breath, hugged Xie Zhiwei horizontally, and placed him on the bed extremely carefully.
Jin Lian was still fighting against the barrier, but Mu Kui didn't seem to see it, but just looked at Xie Zhiwei's face fascinated. Due to lethargy, Xie Zhiwei's face was very peaceful. His facial features were originally gentle, and his temperament was pure and elegant, but at this time, the cold and alienated shadow just now was completely gone. Mu Kuu stroked with his fingertips, and easily pried open the two thin lips. He got closer and closer, and finally stuck together.