Mo Qingcheng

Chapter 32 suit (micro H)

Supporting the naked young cultivator to sit against the wall, Hua Moyi could clearly feel Lu Xiaonian's firm and compact chest with her fingertips, which contained a tension and energy that was completely different from the elegant appearance.The masculine breath of the same male came, and Hua Moyi's fingers trembled slightly. When she was unbuttoning her skirt, she missed several times and slipped the button from between her fingers.

He meditated to cheer himself up, it doesn't matter, don't panic, follow the steps in the ancient book step by step, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

It's just to introduce the remaining monster energy in Lu Xiaonian's body into his body through "that method".Lu Xiaonian can completely transform into a Buddha body, and he can also improve his own skills by absorbing his monster energy, which is a great thing for the consummation of both sides.

He took out the book about the dual cultivation of Buddha and demon from his arms, and flipped through a few pages randomly in the dark, naturally he couldn't see anything.Hua Moyi threw the book to his feet in frustration, and for a moment regretted that when he was flipping through it, he was too nervous and guilty, so he just swallowed it to get a rough idea.

While trying to recall the details, he tentatively brought his face closer to Lu Xiaonian, awkwardly rubbing one side of the practitioner's cheek.Because of the imbalance of true qi in the body of the fainting person, the originally warm cheeks were a little bit cold, and when they rubbed against each other, they felt cool, as refreshing as the first snow, which relieved a bit of the heat from the restless flower demon.

Hua Moyi half-kneeled facing the person, put her hands on the wall behind Lu Xiaonian, mustered up the courage to face him, and then slowly tried to move her lips to the person's forehead, eyelids, and nose tip.He has no actual combat experience, kissing Lu Xiaonian is like a child kissing a kitten or dog, but he is still extremely nervous.Kissing back and forth, but not daring to move down, not daring to put a kiss on Lu Xiaonian's lips.

Moreover, the posture he maintained was extremely stiff. Although both of them were naked from the upper body, and neither could see the other in the dark—not to mention that Lu Xiaonian was still unconscious—Hua Moyi almost used all his strength to support his two legs. On one arm, several inches away from Lu Xiaonian, kissing someone in the air.

How convenient is this weird posture, Hua Moyi felt like crying but felt her arms getting heavier and heavier, and she was about to be unable to support it.

No, this young master has already made up his mind to break the boat, why can't he continue?What's wrong with not even having the courage to kiss this guy?

Lu Xiaonian opened her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes brushed against the flower demon's soft lips.Hua Moyi's body trembled like an electric shock.

After finally alleviating the sudden palpitations, Hua Moyi put her mouth close to his ear, and hurriedly called out: "Lu Xiaonian, hey... can you wake up by yourself..."

no respond.He tilted his head and listened for a while, in the silent darkness, Lu Xiaonian's aura became weaker.

puff.puff.puff.

Contrary to Lu Xiaonian's weak breath, it was his uncontrollable heart that was beating so fast.

Hua Moyi knew that if it was not time for embarrassment, he could delay it for ten days and half a month, but Lu Xiaonian might not even be able to endure ten hours.If he dawdled a little longer and acted coyly like a young girl, he would be able to find a hole to bury Lu Xiaonian in a short time.

──However, in a certain sense, this young master is no different from a yellow flower girl! !Not to mention men, even women, I have never touched ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~

Thoughts of grief and indignation flashed by, drowned in the blood that Lu Xiaonian suddenly coughed up.

"Cough, cough cough──" The violent cough broke the false calm, and the person leaning on the wall slipped down slowly, breaking through the last line of psychological defense for him.

Hua Moyi quickly stabilized her again, gritted her teeth, and hugged Lu Xiaonian tightly with her resigned hands.

The distance between the two instantly narrowed to an incomparably ambiguous level.

Lu Xiaonian's body was as cool as his cheeks, but Hua Moyi's whole body was hot.The moment he hugged the person and glued his body to him, he closed his eyes unknowingly, and it took a while to realize that there is no difference between closing his eyes and not closing them.So he opened his eyes again.

I can feel the slow and powerful beating coming from Lu Xiaonian's chest.Slowly, this outsider's heartbeat sound merged with his own heartbeat sound.This kind of feeling of heartbeat blending into a rhythm in the dark, the incredible comfort calmed down Hua Moyi's mood.

The flower demon lifted her upper body slightly, took off her lower garment with her fingertips smoothly, then separated her legs, and sat astride Lu Xiaonian's half-sitting half-lying body, without covering her clothes.

Leaning forward, he kissed the man's thin, bloody lips.The tip of his tongue lightly licked, hooked his slightly parted lips, and licked away the bright red that he coughed up just now.

The taste in the corner of the mouth is slightly fishy and bitter, but also mixed with a strange sweetness.

If Lu Xiaonian hadn't been hurt, his lips should be as sweet and pleasant as a candied fruit.Hua Moyi thought vaguely.

But even now, he likes it.

I don't know why I like it.

Touching lips and tongues, greedily kissing the unconscious person, slowly aroused Lu Xiaonian's instinctive desire.The cultivator's body temperature gradually rose.

Hua Moyi's spiritual tongue, which was originally licking the other's lips, gradually slowed down, panting unsteadily, her hands groped and stroked Lu Xiaonian's lower body.It didn't take much effort to find the firmness that gradually raised his head, which was obviously pressing against his lower abdomen.

Without light, the five senses become extraordinarily distinct.The blood all over his body rushed to Hua Moyi's brain when he touched Lu Xiaonian's hard clone, and in an instant the flower demon's face burned into a gorgeous red glow.It's a pity that he couldn't see his embarrassing, flustered, and enchanting appearance at the moment. In his blank mind, there was only the idea of ​​grabbing that stiff tool and sitting down in one go.

"Uh...──!"

A flower demon who has no human resources, just do it as soon as he thinks about it, never expecting that there is a link of lubrication and development.The result of indulging in a huge and sudden entry into the back hole was very tragic, Hua Moyi suppressed and let out a miserable cry, only feeling a thin stream of warm liquid flowing down her thigh.

It should be blood.

Hua Moyi froze there, the tearing pain made him dare not act rashly again.But the hard thing only went in a little bit, and most of it stayed outside.Hua Moyi wanted to get out and let Lu Xiaonian back out first, but she only moved a little, and the wound that had been torn was pulled and throbbed: "...!"

Tears almost oozed out of the corners of his eyes, mist floated in his eyes, and the gradually rising water vapor moistened the darkness in front of him.

Hua Moyi hugged the still silent person in her arms, and asked for help in a low voice: "Uh...Lu Xiaonian, bastard...It hurts..." Now he is in a dilemma, what should he do!