I couldn't refuse my arch-nemesis' courtship today.

The surrounding atmosphere was ignited little by little. After Xuan Ying said the three words "go to bed", the rocking chair stopped for a short while. Shen Shimian supported his back and gasped very lightly. Dexuan Ying was a little restless, but Shen Shimian rejected his proposal without hesitation.

"No." Shen Shimian said so firmly.

Xuan Ying struggled a little, but couldn't grasp the strength well. Frowning, he complained dissatisfiedly, "The chair is wobbly, and I can't even use my strength."

It would be a big deal to use spiritual power, which made Xuan Ying feel very passive.

"Brother, did you forget?" Shen Shimian suddenly reached out to press the silver crown on his head, and reminded him unhurriedly, "Brother himself said that I was not allowed to sleep in the bed. The punishment depends on your mood and has not yet come." In the meantime, I managed to find such a replacement thing, and it will not delay my brother's plan to get back the sword soul."

The strings in Xuan Ying's body tensed instantly, and he smelled danger, but to a certain extent, Xuan Ying, who was very innocent, couldn't analyze the specific source of danger, so he said stupidly for a while, "But I heard that it would be very dangerous. Comfortable, you should be more uncomfortable in a rocking chair."

Shen Shimian's breathing was slightly stagnant. Unlike his calm expression, he forcefully tore off Xuan Ying's silver crown with his fingertips, almost covertly but violently. Xuan Ying's hand was easily broken, and the blunt sound of the crown falling to the ground made Xuan Ying's heart skip a beat, and the premonition of danger yelled wildly again.

He could feel that something was wrong with Shen Shimian now, even if it was just that his eyes were darker than usual, there was not much difference in other places from when he was teased out by him before, but Xuan Ying seemed to be able to smell the full aggression on him.

At the critical moment, Xuan Ying's desire to survive was extraordinary, and Xuan Ying almost wanted to rub Shen Shimian's legs with his heart, and rubbed his lips against Shen Shimian's cheek and mumbled, "The punishment is over...it's over."

Shen Shimian lowered her long eyelashes, but she refused to let go of the strength in her hands at all. Her arms were like a hot iron pinching Xuan Ying's waist, but she pressed Xuan Ying even tighter against her chest, preventing him from escaping at all. Thoughts, "Brother only said now..."

He touched Xuan Ying's eyes affectionately, but the words he spit out were cruel, "It's late."

Xuan Ying was forced to climb onto his shoulders, and his long black hair was scattered all over the red dresses on the two of them. The intertwining of black and red was particularly dazzling. If there is no effective resistance, it is inevitable to turn a good bridal chamber into a battle scene, and it will be a dilemma for a while.

Shen Shimian didn't do anything immediately, but kept holding Xuan Ying, fetched two glasses of wine from the table next to him, handed one to Xuan Ying, and held the other in his palm, reminding, "Don't forget Let's drink together."

Only then did Xuan Ying relax a little bit, his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, his lips parted slightly, and the spirit wine in the cup was accurately swallowed by him.

A cup of very strong spiritual wine made Xuan Ying's thoughts relaxed and a little bit floating, so that he would not get drunk, but it also soothed Xuan Ying's nerves, and invisibly lowered his line of defense.

The sense of crisis that had just been established was suppressed again, Xuan Ying's eyes were once again occupied by Shen Shimian's face, and then his lips were mercilessly grasped by Shen Shimian, between lips and teeth intertwined, Shen Shimian's hand reached out. It entered his neckline, and the fingertips brought a little coolness, floating on Xuan Ying's shoulders and neck.

Xuan Ying trembled instinctively for a moment, then was soothed by Shen Shimian's kiss, like a frog boiled in warm water, Shen Shimian patiently and silently eroded Xuan Ying's vigilance, they had kissed many times, There was also a more intimate and frank contact, which made Xuan Ying quickly find a sense of familiarity and adapt quickly.

Gradually, Xuan Ying was not satisfied with this, he seemed to get used to the wobbly feeling of the rocking chair, moved to a more comfortable position, and instead locked Shen Shimian in the space inside the rocking chair.

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Xuan Ying shook his head subconsciously, zaizheyangpiaoyaodedongxishanggenbenchedifangsongbuliao, but his refusal seemed to anger Shen Shimian duifanggfaxingd

"Don't resist me." Shen Shimian repeated, this time Xuan Ying shook his head in a daze, Shen Shimian took him as his acquiescence, and completely lifted the torn dress from Xuan Ying's waist, turning it into a piece The red cloth covered the top of the rocking chair, covering the figure in Xuan Ying's glimpse.

Xuan Ying was absent-minded for a while, and Shen Shimian pushed him under him, so he couldn't see the forbearing redness in the opponent's eyes. Because of this violent movement, the rocking chair swayed back and forth more violently, and Xuan Ying felt that he was in the middle of a storm. Ups and downs in the raging waves.

"Can you feel me, brother?" Shen Shimian's clothes are fairly tidy compared to Xuan Ying's. Xuan Ying's body rubbed against the soft touch of Shen Shimian's red dress, and he felt dizzy for a while, and felt a little unspeakable shame.

Xuan Ying was never willing to suffer, and immediately forgot his love for Bing Silk just a moment ago, grabbed Shen Shimian's sleeve with his backhand, and not to be outdone, tore his cuff, and then every part was torn to pieces Broken, now the two are "fair" and "honest".

A piece of red cloth blocked the view from the rocking chair, only Shen Shimian could be heard saying in a low voice, "Brother, separate."

Sometimes it was Xuan Ying's angry voice, "Don't touch there."

Then he let out an "ah" and bit his lips, "If you touch it again, get out, uh..."

The one who answered him was Shen Shimian gasping heavily, "Brother..."

"You're so hot... Ah Ying."

Xuan Ying didn't know whether it was his own problem or Shen Shimian's problem, how could he make him scream so unreasonably, even screaming that his blood boiled, obviously the one who was oppressed and painful was Xuan Ying Even if he wins, he doesn't have the slightest desire to resist.

A few months ago, when he rescued Shen Shimian with the mandarin duck line, he was worried to death, fearing that Shen Shimian would fall in love with him and it would not end, but now, he is willing to have sex with Shen Shimian, even happily in it.

Shen Shimian began to move unscrupulously, the rocking chair rocked back and forth more and more, and more and more violently, Xuan Ying was happy and uncomfortable for a while, thinking in a daze, this broken rocking chair, throw it away when you turn around No, no, let's break it into powder.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the rocking chair still hasn't stopped.

"Didn't you say it should be faster?" Xuan Ying had already switched from lying on his back to facing up, his fingers were pulling/inserting into Shen Shimian's hair, biting Shen Shimian's shoulder and scolding him angrily with a somewhat hoarse cry , who said that some Xuan Qingzi would come to the door soon?

Shen Shimian's low and slow words floated out vaguely, full of hoarse and rare exclamation, "It's almost there, brother, bear with it for a while."

So this moment turned into a long time again. Xuan Ying, who has always kept his word, wanted to go back on what he said for the first time. Shen Shimian should have a taste of the pain, to see if he can keep saying it. It was fast, but it turned out to be maddeningly long.

"No!" This time it was Xuan Ying's turn to say no, he shouted intermittently, "No, no, no..."

Shen Shimian didn't respond, and still tormented Xuan Ying's warm and tight space from time to time.

Xuan Ying was wedged in front of him, unable to escape, unable to refuse, passively enduring the hot, numb, sore and swollen feeling.

Physiological tears spilled out of the corners of his eyes, Xuan Ying truly realized what self-inflicted crimes are. He originally thought that by not letting Shen Shimian sleep on the bed, he could avoid the fate of being made to cry, but now it became even more unbearable. He never Knowing that there is still such a terrifying pleasure/sensation in the world, I almost want to swallow him up.

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After an unknown amount of time, Shen Shimian's tentacles of spiritual consciousness tried to penetrate into Xuan Ying's altar, entangled with Xuan Ying's spiritual consciousness, and caught the tentacles of spiritual consciousness that Xuan Ying was trying to avoid.

Xuan Ying sensed something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Don't..."

Shen Shimian didn't listen to him, and still clung tightly to the tentacles of that strand of divine consciousness, entwined and intimate. shenshiqinmideganjuebishentidehuanyugengyaoqiangliebaibeixuanyingshenshijuliededongqiidaidongzheshentideganguanheshenshimianyitongpanshangdianfeng aftertaste has not yet dissipated.

Shen Shimian's eyes were getting darker and darker, but his voice was full of satisfaction. He approached Xuan Ying's ear and asked hoarsely, "Brother, why is the sword soul still in my body? Did you forget to take it?"

Xuan Ying felt for a moment that he was dead again, why would he forget such an important thing, for a moment he suspected that Shen Shimian did it on purpose, deliberately made him lose his mind and forget the most important thing.

But too happy seems to be unable to blame Shen Shimian, he lost his mind, let alone blame Shen Shimian, only blame himself for lack of concentration.

Once he thought that he had to experience the extreme pleasure that seemed to be close to death when he had just climbed to the peak, Xuan Ying actually didn't want to get back the sword soul.

The physical strength is abundant, and the spiritual strength is abundant. As a cultivator, this little amount of exercise is almost negligible, and it is not as good as Xuan Ying spent in practicing swords in the past, but Xuan Ying has an unnatural excitement and excitement in his spirit. Unspeakably tired after being overexcited.

Shen Shimian refused to let him go, and his devilish tone pierced Xuan Ying's eardrums, "Brother, this time, I really want to be faster."

Who on earth is not willing to hurry up? Xuan Ying felt depressed, but he was too lazy to say a word.

Shen Shimian saw that he was a little annoyed, and seemed to be lacking in interest, and suddenly remembered the congratulatory gift that Liang Fu had given him—thirty Yishen pills.

He took the mustard bag and took out the porcelain white bottle in front of Xuan Ying, "Do you know this thing, brother?"

Xuan Ying glanced at it, and said uninterestedly, "I don't know."

Shen Shimian pursed her lips, and her breathing had returned to steady, "It's a congratulatory gift from Brother Liang Fu."

Xuanying suddenly had a bad premonition, and Shen Shimian continued, "It's the Yishen Pill, which can help the Taoist companion strengthen the soul and relieve the fatigue of the elder brother's consciousness."

For Liang Fu, Xuan Ying thought that the other party had changed his mind that he didn't receive his congratulatory gift, but he didn't expect that he really gave it to Shen Shimian directly.

Seeing that he stayed where he was, he must have scolded Liang Fu in his heart, and Shen Shimian added fuel to the fire, "Brother Liang said he wanted to take a look at my alchemy annotations, and I will return it as a gift." Send him off."

Xuan Ying reacted now, "How could you give that to him!"

There are a lot of shameless words written by Shen Shimian on the alchemy notes, so Xiao Liang can see it?

Shen Shimian didn't change his face, "It's okay, I made a new copy."

Xuan Ying made a false alarm, and just about to collapse back, Shen Shimian added, "Brother is not energetic, should he take Yishen Wan?"

"No!" Xuan Ying refused straight away, what a joke, he is not really tired and paralyzed, how can he be reduced to relying on pills, he can.

Shen Shimian hummed lightly, and when his goal was achieved, he took the Yishen Pill back, "There's no hurry, let's go take a bath first."

Xuan Ying was eager to rest for a while, and nodded hastily upon hearing this.

Shen Shimian wrapped Xuan Ying in the red cloth that had just covered them, and carried Xuan Ying, who was too lazy to move a finger, into the bathing pool behind the screen. With a touch of herbal scent, it is beneficial and soothing.

Xuan Ying got into the water, leaned against the wall of the pool, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and then adjusted the breath in his body. The same was true for Shen Shimian. He has always been aware of the violence of the blood force in his body recently, so he always has to take pains to suppress it. After today's double cultivation, perhaps because the strongest desire in his heart has been satisfied, the power of the bloodline has become more peaceful.

After a quarter of an hour or so, Xuan Ying opened his eyes after absorbing the medicinal effects of the herbs in the pool, and the laziness in his eyes faded a little. He raised his leg and kicked Shen Shimian, emphatically saying, "Go back to bed."

When he gets better, smash the broken rocking chair, no matter how valuable it is, you can't keep it, let alone sell it or give it away!

Fortunately, Shen Shimian didn't say anything about the expiration of the punishment, otherwise Xuan Ying would want to get rid of that rocking chair right now.

Shen Shimian couldn't tell whether he was happy or not from his expression, he just nodded anyway, Xuan Ying learned his lesson, and didn't dare to rest assured too early, after bathing, he didn't let Shen Shimian hug him anymore, he just left Shen Shimian in the pool Inside, she put on a new robe and floated back slowly.

The bathtub is also a highly dangerous place, and Xuan Ying will never forget that they also messed around in the small bathtub and spiritual spring.

But when he left, Shen Shimian certainly wouldn't stay where he was, and left with Xuan Ying.

Walking not far from the bed, Xuan Ying didn't look sideways, and didn't even look at the rocking chair that was about to be unlucky, but when he passed the desk, he was pulled back by Shen Shimian, "Brother."

Xuan Ying suddenly became vigilant, and his spirit tensed up, "You said it should be faster."

In other words, don't waste your time elsewhere.

On the contrary, Shen Shimian was annoyed by his terrified appearance, the feeling of ecstasy just now still remained in his soul, and he couldn't stand Xuan Ying's teasing at all, so he held Xuan Ying's wrist, "Well, Just let my brother see something."

Xuan Ying glanced at the desk next to him, and came to the conclusion that the danger was much lower than that of the bath and rocking chair, and then followed Shen Shimian's strength and leaned over, "What?"

Shen Shimian held him in his arms, sat down at the desk, and took out a stack of familiar papers from the mustard bag. Xuan Ying suddenly stiffened, and said in disbelief, "Aren't these..." Are they destroyed by him? ?

It was obviously destroyed by him together with the box at Xuanjiang Gate. Why did these letter papers still appear?

The following words were buried in Shen Shimian's movements. Shen Shimian pulled out one of the cards and spread it out in front of Xuan Ying, "I want to hear my brother say these things himself, can my brother satisfy me?"

Xuan Ying's eyes fell on the letter paper, and he refused to read it at a hasty glance, trying to divert Shen Shimian's attention with other things, "Read it later, now we..."

Shen Shimian didn't take this set anymore, and kissed Xuan Ying's ear, but still said with a strong attitude, "Brother, just read one."

Xuan Ying has nothing to do, after all, his sword spirit is still in the hands of others, so he can only bite the bullet and read the letter paper.

"Today, I... I went to the back mountain with A Mian to look for medicinal herbs. A Mian is pure and kind...cute. I saw a ginseng essence that could talk, and I kept saying that I wanted to give it to my mother as a gift. He spent a lot of effort. I just grabbed the ginseng essence, I really like Ah Mian, I hope my mother will also like him when she sees him..."

The "pure, kind and lovely" Shen Shimian listened intently, interrupting from time to time.

"Did my brother think I'm pure, kind and cute?" "Looking at the date of the letter, my brother obviously snatched the ginseng essence from me that day."

It's annoying.

Xuan Ying's voice was getting lower and lower, it was really a shameful experience to be exposed face to face with nonsense, especially when he and Shen Shimian were clearly at odds with each other on the date of writing the letter, but he always acted as a close friend in the letter, I like Shen Shimian's attitude the most.

If you simply read the letter, you would be like Jiang Lian, thinking that Shen Shimian was a perfect young man, and that Xuan Ying liked Shen Shimian very much. No one in the world could match Shen Shimian's intelligence and loveliness.

But in fact, the contents of the letter were all fabricated by Xuan Ying, and they all misinterpreted and wrote down the things that caused them to stumble each other. Those good things never happened, and Shen Shimian was not such a soft and lovely junior, but He is a wolf with thousands of twists and turns in his heart.

Shen Shimian seemed very satisfied, and rubbed Xuan Ying's cheek with nostalgia, "Looking at these letters, I have the feeling that my brother really liked me in those years and never rejected me."

Xuan Ying thought that Shen Shimian had really liked him for so long, and immediately felt that he had lost. Seeing Shen Shimian seemed really happy, and the shame of being forced to read the letter faded a lot.

But he really didn't want to read it anymore, he looked back decisively and licked Shen Shimian's Adam's apple in an attempt to divert Shen Shimian's focus, in exchange for Shen Shimian's more fierce counterattack as expected.

While reading the letter, while sitting and being infiltrated, the large robe concealed the situation inside, after reading the letter intermittently, and being pressed against the edge of the desk again when they were closely connected again, Xuan Ying wanted to cry without tears. Punish you for not letting you go to bed for a few days, and is it so difficult to make him want to go to bed seriously?

"Brother," Shen Shimian called him without restraint, biting his Adam's apple more fiercely at the moment Xuan Ying raised his head and lost his voice, "Why can't brother wait?"

Xuan Ying's behavior of being such a wicked person to sue first made Xuan Ying completely speechless, wondering if it wasn't because you brought me to the desk that you insisted on me reading the letter, the desk should be purely for reading.

The corners of the table were cold and hard, and Xuan Ying was so uncomfortable that he said indiscriminately, "Change...to another place."

Shen Shimian also felt that this was not enough fun, but he did not separate from Xuan Ying, but maintained the appearance of being connected to him, holding Xuan Ying in his arms and walking slowly towards the bed.

Xuan Ying was about to be tormented madly by him, he could not finish his sentence, the short steps seemed to be endless, the bumpy feeling was more tormenting than the rocking chair, only then did Xuan Ying realize that it was not the fault of the rocking chair, It's still time to die.

After finally touching the edge of the bed, Xuan Ying had the illusion that he was about to collapse. When Shen Shimian grabbed his ankle, he trembled all over, and this time Shen Shimian did not forget to remind him, "Brother, remember to take the sword away!" soul."