Crossing fortune telling: Mental illnesses running in both directions

The bedroom was spacious, and the moonlight fell on the window like a veil, making the room, which had originally had a few lights turned off, even brighter.

The curtains fall naturally, blocking out the boundless moonlight.

In the flickering candlelight, the man took off his cumbersome clothes and displayed his upright figure in front of people without shying away or giving way.

He exerted a little force and pushed the girl in front of him into the soft bedding.

Perhaps sensing the trembling of his beloved, his voice became slightly hoarse as he coaxed her softly, "Don't be nervous. We'll get used to it slowly."

The warmth of the man's palm penetrated her pajamas and reached her heart. Shen Zhinian stepped back helplessly.

However, the big hand around the waist did not move at all, and the movement actually brought the two closer together.

Shen Zhinian put one hand on his chest, which seemed to be a little hotter than usual, and stammered, "Who, who is nervous!"

This statement is really not convincing.

Fu Guanci let out a light laugh and took the opportunity to hug her in his arms, saying cooperatively, "I am nervous, please don't laugh at me, Senior Sister."

When all the clothes were taken off, the last obstacle was gone.

The extreme beauty hit him, and it seemed to burn away his rationality. The man's breathing was completely disordered, and his deep eyes did not hide his burning desire at all.

It also made Shen Zhinian finally realize that it was not just his palms that were burning hot, but other parts of his body were even hotter.

After all, he is a gifted person. The knowledge he learned from books has grown by leaps and bounds in the short period of practice now.

From top to bottom, new and novel explorations, not wanting to let the loved one feel any discomfort.

Until finally, the overwhelming waves came, bringing with them an embarrassing sound in the room.

The man's chest rose and fell, and the veins on his arms around his waist bulged, ready to strike.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl's cheeks flushed and her rationality was completely shaken. A pair of big hands gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, causing her to tremble in panic.

Fu Guanci felt the heavy throbbing in his heart, and softly touched the girl's tightly bitten lips and gave her a lingering kiss: "The bedroom has long been covered by the magic weapon, Senior Sister... don't be patient, no one can hear it except me."

The emotions reached their highest point, overflowing with broken syllables.

It was late at night, and everything in the world had fallen silent, except for the flickering candlelight and the movement of the gauze curtains without wind.

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Shen Zhinian was awakened by the rich aroma of delicious food.

She opened her eyes and saw a slender figure outside the screen, setting up the meal.

These few days...wait, how many days were they?

The vast Yuan Yang needed to be replenished as soon as possible, so it was impossible for her to just use her own junior brother as nutrients. Even when she felt limp all over, she did not forget to pull the other party to practice together.

This should have been a touching and serious topic...

However, this action completely destroyed Fu Guanci's remaining sanity, and he became as greedy as a mad beast.

Moreover, this is a form of cultivation. You don’t need to sleep or eat. You can practice dual cultivation as soon as you open your eyes every day.

I still remember the last moment before she fell into a coma. She almost screamed, "I can't do it," "My legs are weak," and other words that boosted others' morale and destroyed her own prestige, before she was able to free herself.

otherwise……

The figure outside the screen seemed to have heard the movement in the room. Footsteps sounded, and Shen Zhinian reflexively shrank his legs.

Indescribable memories immediately filled my mind.

Ahhhhhh too depraved, too depraved!

"Sister?"

Hearing the steady breathing of the sleeping person in the room become disordered, Fu Guanci immediately put down what he was doing and walked in quickly.

It was a rare occasion that the entire space was decorated with completely new items. At this moment, the girl was wrapping herself in a quilt, trying to cover her ears and ears, struggling to express her indignation.

It seems that he is really energetic.

The next second, when I heard his voice, my whole body seemed to be paused. The quilt rolled together until it pressed against the corner of the bed against the wall, and then stopped moving.

However, the plan of pretending to be dead only lasted for three seconds. Someone else realized that it was time to reflect on himself. The young master was hit like a carp... He couldn't stand up, so please help me.

Fu Guanci's shoulders were shaking from trying to hold back his laughter. Meeting the girl's sharp gaze, he immediately restrained himself, leaned forward, and hugged the girl and the quilt together, making her sit up.

His voice was full of smiles. He kissed the girl's cheek and begged for mercy first: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Senior sister, please forgive me for once?"

What he wanted to say was blocked at the corner of his mouth. Shen Zhinian rolled his eyes at him unhappily: "Tell me, what did you do wrong?"

good question.

Fu Guanci thought about it seriously and said strictly, "It's my fault that I'm too good."

Shen Zhinian: "..."

She went up and slapped him: "Don't face me!"

He felt satisfied with the slap. He leaned over and tilted his head, asking in a low voice if he wanted to be treated equally.

With a "slap", this time it was not a slap of love, but the sound of something in my heart shattering to the ground.

Shen Zhinian took a deep breath and showed an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, she finally understood that some people are born abnormal, but they have never had the opportunity to express themselves in the past, so they have always been treated as normal people.

I'm talking about you, you pervert!

After thinking this through, Shen Zhinian lay down in the man's arms like a master, no longer trying to give this pervert any reward, and said profoundly: "A true master can stop when he is told to, and can control himself freely, but you..."

She glanced at him calmly, clicked her tongue twice, and complained, "I shouted so many times, but you didn't even listen."

You can stop just by saying stop, and you can control it freely?

Fu Guanci's face was blank for a moment, he lowered his head and asked humbly: "May I ask how did you get this professional knowledge, Senior Sister?"

Shen Zhinian replied without thinking: "The Venetian Macao."

Fu Guanci: “…”

Damn it, The Venetian Macao, you better take it easy, everything is exposed!

Fu Guanci's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but pinch the girl's slightly guilty face, gritting his teeth and said: "Senior sister, please remember that the Venetian Macao will only let you take a halftime break, this pause is not that pause."

The videos were all edited and synthesized, even the length was faked.

Not to mention there’s an advertisement in the middle telling you to take it easy!

"Besides, even if there is a god who can control himself so easily..." He paused and answered honestly, "I am not included in this category. I can't do it."

Shen Zhinian looked up, looking serious: "A truly capable person cannot say no."

Fu Guanci just smiled. He didn't say who it was that kept saying "I can't do it" yesterday.

Meeting his half-smiling eyes, Shen Zhinian's confident expression froze slightly. He was obviously aware that the verbal attack he had launched had ultimately fallen on his head.

Her cheeks flushed, she huddled under the quilt and changed the subject dryly: "I'm hungry."

Hearing this, the man's eyes were filled with a deep smile. He did not expose the stiffness in her tone and said softly, "Go ahead. They are all what you like."