After my junior brother lost his spouse, the whole cultivation world came to smell the smell

Mo Cangming's mind went blank.

He actually allowed Lin Songyan, a blindfolded man, to strip him naked bit by bit.

Lin Songyan's movements were not as cautious as when he usually did other things. On the contrary, he seemed to be extremely skilled in doing this kind of thing.

It was clear that every time before, his face turned red until blood dripped out, and he never dared to open his eyes to look at "Bai Yinchen".

Lin Songyan knelt beside the bed, half a meter shorter than Mo Cangming, just below his waist.

Lin Songyan's lips gradually became moist and soft, and his clenched fingers were stained with a lot of slipperiness.

Mo Cangming had no way of rejecting Lin Songyan's humble request for love. He closed his eyes tightly and sobbed softly.

Mo Cangming loves this man, loves every inch of this boy's silky skin, loves every graceful curve of his, and loves every expression of his.

What's more, the tremendous pain caused by the transformation insect made Mo Cangming lose the ability to move and think.

When the pain was intertwined with the overwhelming pleasure that Lin Songyan brought him, Mo Cangming was almost split into two people, caught in dire straits.

Lin Songyan can hardly speak nowadays, so he can only use this way to express his love and affection for "Bai Yinchen".

Mo Cangming was experiencing extreme pain and pleasure physically, but his heart was filled with double the sorrow.

It was not for him that Lin Songyan was willing to submit to him in bed, and it was not for him that she did the dirty things that she hated the most.

Mo Cangming was jealous, so jealous of Bai Yinchen that his eyes turned red. While accepting Lin Songyan's sacrificial love affair, he covered his eyes and cried silently.

Why on earth did he do this?

Why is this necessary?

It was he who caused Lin Songyan's current situation, and it was also his own fault that he was in this situation.

Perhaps Mo Cangming should have been killed by the Baiyinchen Immortal Alliance when he was five years old. He has been harming others and himself every step of the way he has lived until now.

However, he just couldn't let Lin Songyan die. If he died, how could Lin Songyan live on?

"Xiaoyan, that's enough... um... really... I don't want it anymore..."

But the more he begged Lin Songyan, the more aggressive he became.

After letting Mo Cangming experience the pleasure of being beaten to death, Lin Songyan stubbornly hugged Mo Cangming's waist.

Those extremely sexy lips, glistening with moisture, wanted to move all the way up and kiss Mo Cangming's neck and shoulder.

In that moment of infatuation, Mo Cangming even felt that the blood in his body had solidified, and he took a breath of cold air!

If Lin Songyan touches the shape-changing Gu, not only will he become suspicious of Mo Cangming's identity, but he, a frail man, will also be devoured by the shape-changing Gu.

If Lin Songyan died, then he wouldn't have to live!

There were two choices before Mo Cangming. Either push Lin Songyan away and reject his kindness, or tear the shape-changing Gu off his neck and throw it on the ground and crush it to pieces.

If it is the latter, then he will be under Lin Songyan's gaze for the rest of his life!

These two things must be the most difficult things for him to accomplish in his lifetime, but now he has to choose one of them!

"Xiaoyan... don't do this anymore... I don't deserve you... I really don't deserve you..." He finally cried and begged Lin Songyan.

If Lin Songyan retreated in the face of difficulty, he might still be able to maintain his sanity and clarity and continue to allow the shape-shifting insect to invade his bones and blood.

There was no second Transformation Gu left, so he must not waste it.

However, Lin Songyan not only did not stop, but instead held Mo Cangming's broad shoulders on both sides, pulled him firmly, and sank into the bed curtain behind him together.

The two were so passionate and ecstatic that they lay cross-legged on the mattress, soaking the blooming flowers on the rosy pink sheets.

Lin Songyan was willing to lie down under Mo Cangming, inviting him to transfer the unbearable pain to her.

The moment he pressed down, Mo Cangming closed his eyes tightly.

At the moment of no return, he thought that one day, Lin Songyan would realize that he had loved the wrong person and his life was ruined.

Mo Cangming had already sentenced himself to death during the passionate night.

Mo Cangming used his bare hands to pull out the poisonous insect that had greedily pierced his neck and threw it onto the door.

boom--

The door panel was corroded and turned black, the hole was gradually expanding, and black and red blood flowed along the door.

The pain left the body and was replaced by lust.

Mo Cangming gently kissed Lin Songyan's eyes. He clearly remembered that there was a small teardrop mole at that location.

He kissed here, as if closing the floodgates for Lin Songyan's tears.

"Xiaoyan, don't cry... Thank you... Really... I don't know how to thank you..."

Mo Cangming told Lin Songyan not to cry, but a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye and stayed in the crook of Lin Songyan's neck like a glass of extremely bitter wine.

Lin Songyan's fingers gripped the mattress impatiently and twisted it without letting go, his knuckles as white as jade.

"I..." He uttered a word with great difficulty amidst the unbearable situation.

Even though Mo Cangming wanted to tear him apart and eat him, he was still very surprised when he heard him speak, and was willing to stop and wait for him to speak.

He hadn't heard Lin Songyan speak nicely for so long that he almost forgot the tone of voice that made every ounce of his soul ache when Lin Songyan said, "Bai Yinchen, take me home."

"You talk... I'm listening." Mo Cangming panted on him, his fingers gently twisting through Lin Songyan's sweaty hair.

Lin Songyan slowly squeezed out two more words from between his lips.

"And...you..."

When Mo Cangming heard these two words, he bit his lower lip so hard that it turned white and bled.

I'll give it back to you.

Instead of I love you.

But what does Lin Songyan want to return to him?

Was it the kindness he showed to Lin Songyan by pretending to be Bai Yinchen, or the time he nearly died trying to cure the love poison in Miaojiang, or the time he was torn apart by the ghost claws...

Wait, ghost claw...

The scratches on Bai Yinchen's body caused by the ghost claws could never be healed.

Then, since Lin Songyan had almost embraced him until he became one with his flesh and blood, wouldn't he have already noticed that there were no external injuries on his back?

Lin Songyan...does he know everything?

"Xiaoyan, you..."

Lin Songyan was blindfolded, but he frowned slightly with some emotion and reached out to touch Mo Cangming's back.

He felt Mo Cangming's body covered in cold sweat.

This made Mo Cangming feel that the judgment came too quickly, so quickly that he didn't even have time to have a complete reunion with his lover!

But Lin Songyan seemed to get nervous again, his whole body tensed up, and he pinched Mo Cangming so hard that it hurt for a while, then he came back to his senses.

"Bai...Yinchen..." Lin Songyan uttered these three words with difficulty and then laughed softly.

That smile was like an acquittal for Mo Cangming, allowing him to escape punishment again.

Fortunately, Lin Songyan still didn't know who he was.

She didn't think of pursuing the matter, and was even willing to have her eyes tied by him, and never thought of removing the black veil.

Lin Songyan is no longer a normal person. He is sick and has lost his ability to think normally.

He only asked Bai Yinchen to want him and not leave him alone and helpless, and he asked for nothing else.

Seeing Lin Songyan's innocent appearance, Mo Cangming buried his head in Lin Songyan's neck, unable to suppress his tears.

He didn't know whether he was crying for himself or for Lin Songyan.

They are all pitiful and hopeless.

But Lin Songyan patted his head anxiously, as if coaxing a child, and quickly said: "I... will give it back to you..."

It seemed that Lin Songyan had not finished speaking, and he didn't know how to express the rest.

He took Mo Cangming's hand and placed it on his hot, throbbing heart.

——I’ll pay it back here.