Cannon fodder love rival of Jackie Chan Aotian

Wu Tang was a little frightened by that look, and instinctively wanted to run away.

"Your spiritual consciousness was damaged just now, and it is almost repaired now. Is there any other uncomfortable place on your body?" Wu Tang tilted her head, still a little worried about Wen Yanke's physical condition at this time.

Wen Yanke seemed to be aware of Wutang's fear in his eyes, she put her head on Wutang's neck and shoulders to cover her face, and shook her head.

"Will it go away after a while?" Wu Tang asked in embarrassment.

"I'm so uncomfortable...Senior brother..." Unlike Wen Yanke's aggressive gaze just now, his words didn't have any aggressive meaning.

His originally clear voice became harsh and hoarse at this moment.

Wu Tang didn't know what to do at this time, and pretended not to hear the meaning in Wen Yanke's words that he wanted his help.

He remembered the time Wen Yanke helped him last time, but that time he asked Wen Yanke for help because he had been drugged and had nothing to do.At this time, Wen Yanke was just having a dream, so she shouldn't have to use him for help.

Wu Tang got up from the bed, looked out the window, it was still dark.

"I'll go to another room first, and you clean up first." Wu Tang's back was stiff, and she felt that she should give Wen Yanke space at this time, so she got up and left.

Before Wu Tang got out of bed, Wen Yanke grabbed her hand.

"I'm so uncomfortable, senior brother." Wen Yanke repeated again, clenching her hands tightly.

"open……"

It was the first time that Wu Tang saw his always cold and hard-bodied junior talk about softening, and it was a little strange for a while.

He couldn't break free with his hands, and he didn't want to use spells to force him to break free. After all, Wen Yanke was recovering from a serious injury, and he didn't want to make it too ugly.

Wen Yanke seemed to have grasped his thoughts and made an inch of it, but what he said made him unable to lose his temper, and made him unable to vent his anger.

Originally, Wen Yanke was considered obedient in front of him, and would never act out of line like this.But it seems that since he knew that he was in a state of ecstasy, he became more and more overwhelmed.

Wu Tang sighed mournfully, and had no choice but to sit down again. Through the quilt, he couldn't see the specific situation of Wen Yanke clearly at this time. He could only tell from the thin sweat on his face that he was still suffering at this time, but this This discomfort is not in the sense of pain.

Seeing him sitting down again, Wen Yanke's eyes were full of trust and anticipation, "Help me... Senior brother..."

His light-colored and beautifully shaped thin lips were dyed dark because of desire, and the other facial features became hazy black and white because of the sweat, making them appear more intense.

With Wen Yanke's cold and detached face, it would be difficult for ordinary people to resist.

Wu Tang pursed her lips, a little flustered.

Although Wen Yanke's mouth was in a begging attitude, the movements of her hands were very direct and forceful, her eyes were fixed on Wu Tang, and she could see all the subtle expressions on his face, her brows were instantly frowned, and she pulled His hands dug into the quilt.

Wu Tang turned her head to avoid Wen Yanke's eyes.

To be honest, seeing his junior brother who is also a man say such words to him and act like this to him, Wu Tang should have been disgusted and resisted, and he thought he would be like this.

But when he saw Wen Yanke's extremely handsome face, he felt that the hand he was holding was almost not his own, and there was an inexplicable enthusiasm on his face.

Wu Tang was a little annoyed, could it be that his teacher and student's students were so beautiful with red lips, and the panting sound gave him such an illusion that he shouldn't have.

Or maybe it was because of the double cultivation of spiritual consciousness just now that the spiritual energy in his meridians was circulating too abundantly, so the hot air on his face became hot after he realized it.

Wu Tang's hand was pulled and touched the real point, and his breathing was disturbed for two beats.

Wen Yanke also panted lightly in his ear, and Wu Tang's ear turned red immediately.

Wu Tang was so frightened by the sound that his whole body froze, his ears turned red like pig's liver, he didn't even dare to look at Wen Yanke's face, his eyes wandered around, as if that hand wasn't his own.

He was so frightened that he wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but the strength of Wen Yanke's hand made him unable to break free at all.

Although Wen Yanke's words were imploring, the movements of her hands were not gentle at all.

Wu Tang was very hard to bear, trying to divert his thoughts, thinking about messy things to prevent him from focusing on himself.

But Wen Yanke insisted on calling him senior brother from time to time, which made him completely upset.Whether it was the touch on his hands or Wen Yanke's words, they clearly reminded him of what he was doing now.

Wu Tang couldn't resist, so he could only obey, he remembered that his junior brother had helped him after all.Now it can be regarded as courtesy to help each other, it is not out of line, maybe it can make his younger brother find that it is just like that between men, no matter how close they are, they can only help each other, there is no such thing as a man and a woman. Things are colorful.

After his junior brother tried it, he found that what he was longing for before was actually meaningless, so he suddenly saw through everything.

Wutang's poor imagination and scripted knowledge system made him feel more at ease about his current situation.He still thought so until he found Wen Yanke who was pressing on him at some point.