Jianghu Love List [travel]

It was a very mysterious feeling.

Duan Hongyu has read an ancient kung fu book, which records that two people with compatible yin and yang attributes can enhance each other's kung fu through dual cultivation in the body.

His first reaction at the time was that these book writers were really too bragging, didn’t they just leave that thing in the body waiting to be absorbed when they forked, and they said that the inner breath circulates in the body, and the The widening and reconstruction of the meridians is so useless as it is said, so far I have never seen anyone who can successfully double cultivate.

Looking at it now, he had to admit that what was written in that book might be true.

At least now he can feel that the inner breath that doesn't belong to him is slowly moving forward in his body, especially when the inner breath reaches his legs, the needle-pricking pain makes him frown suddenly.

Wu Yuchen kept staring at his face to observe his expression, and seeing his frown, he knew that his actions had achieved results.

"have a feeling?"

"Oh~ you~ you put me down~" The tingling pain in both legs is like being bitten by thousands of insects and ants, and the body is being held in the air and hit, it is really a double sky of ice and fire.

Wu Yuchen listened to him this time, walked back to the stone bed and put him down, pulled his leg up with both hands, and gnawed lightly on his calf with his head sideways.

"what!"

"Ah~ you, don't bite~!"

That feeling of someone slapping your leg hard when you stand up after squatting for a long time and your legs are numb and tingling is unbearable, it is really torture.

Wu Yuchen rammed forward forcefully, as if trying to stuff himself into his body.

Duan Hongyu yelled as she pressed hard on the acupuncture points on his legs with both hands. I don't know if it was refreshing or painful.

His legs, which had been unconscious all year round, were suddenly stimulated by this rough technique, and he couldn't bear it any longer.

Wu Yuchen put his legs down, lowered his head and kissed his mouth, and made a final sprint.

The corners of Duan Hongyu's eyes were red, and tears flowed down slowly.

He thought he was dying.

The temperature of the fire jade bed was not as high as that of the man who was pressing on her body. Duan Hongyu panted heavily, and it took him a long time to move his fingers.

"It's pretty good to swallow." Wu Yuchen didn't withdraw, and could feel the squirming there.

Duan Hongyu's blushing cheeks changed instantly because of Qinggu, and he raised his hand to slap him on the face.

There is no way, although slapping is not very manly, but his current strength can only do so.

Wu Yuchen dodged lightly, and moved his body by the way.

Duan Hongyu's expression changed again, and he said angrily, "Get out!"

"Wait a minute." Fingers hooked the jacket thrown beside them to cover the two of them, "I'll go out after you've eaten everything."

"you……"

"Well, I know I'm shameless. Be good, close your eyes," she said, closing her eyes and laying on him, wrapping her arms around him tightly, "Don't make a sound."

Listening to his heartbeat, Duan Hongyu felt that her mind was getting more and more dizzy, so she just didn't care about it, anyway, even if she had no strength to resist, it was useless.

Move your head and rest it on his arm, close your eyes.

The nose is full of the cold fragrance of his body, not pungent, but quite pleasant.

Wait until you wake up, and when you wake up, stab you to death.

Wu Yuchen waited for his breathing to calm down, then massaged his Fengfu acupoint with his fingers for a moment, making him fall into a coma, and kissed his forehead before slowly getting out of his body.

Pick up the clothes and cover him up, and then bend down to pick him up and walk outside after putting on the clothes.

Although the fire jade bed was good, it was hard and uncomfortable, so I had to go back to my room to sleep.

Xiaoxu outside the door has been sent back to his own room, and the guards have been replaced by the swordsmen brought by Wu Yuchen who belong to the Magic Sword Villa.

"Young Master." Seeing him coming out of the room with someone in his arms, the two swordsmen guarding the door quickly lowered their heads to avoid their eyes.

"Go get some hot water and bring it here." Wu Yuchen walked straight to Duan Hongyu's room without stopping.

In fact, after Duan Hongyu left the villa, he had been sending people to secretly monitor each other's every move. When he knew that he was going to buy a house to live alone, he let people release the news and sold his own house to Duan Hongyu.

Duan Hongyu's room is lit with his own spices all the year round, and the smell is so light that he can sleep peacefully.

Wu Yuchen gently put him on the bed, turned around and took the hot water and cloth towel, and waved the swordsman back.

He wiped Duan Hongyu's body, opened his legs and applied some medicine to the red and swollen area.

After everything is done, turn on the bed and hug the sleeping man into his arms and close his eyes.

……

Duan Hongyu only felt that his body was scorching hot, and his legs felt swollen and painful, which made him very uncomfortable.

Frowning and opening his eyes, he was stunned for a moment when he saw the man with closed eyes facing him, then he became annoyed at the thought of what the other party had done, and raised his hand to slap his sky cap.

If this palm was real, Wu Yuchen would definitely die.

It's a pity that Duan Hongyu's vicious shot was stopped by Wu Yuchen's understatement.

The wrist is grabbed, and I am still pillowed on the opponent's arm. This feeling is really fucking.

Wu Yuchen slowly opened his eyes, saw the murderous intent in his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and gave him a smile that didn't mean anything.

Duan Hongyu was taken aback, instinctively feeling the danger.

His instincts have saved his life many times.

This time, although it was dangerous, it was not a danger that would kill him.

Without saying a word, Wu Yuchen turned him over with one hand, pressed on him, and stabbed him in without delay.

"Ah!" Duan Hongyu cried out in a hoarse voice from the swelling pain.

"I still spoil you too much." Wu Yuchen said coldly.

Duan Hongyu clutched the quilt tightly with both hands, unable to utter a word when he pushed her against her.

Wu Yuchen was also just annoyed.

Pi Xing Daiyue came to heal his wounds, but he didn't thank him, and wanted to slap himself to death.

No one would be in a happy mood, let alone Wu Yuchen was not a good tempered person.

The temper of the two was worse than the other, Duan Hongyu wanted to slap him to death when he opened his eyes, and Wu Yuchen wanted to slap him to death when he opened his eyes.