Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

The flickering candles in the room elongated the shadows in the dormitory, appearing lonely for no reason.

The cold moonlight shines over the window sill, and all the loneliness elongates in the night, and finally turns into a wry smile at the corner of Gu Wanqing's mouth.

His thumb and index finger wearing the emerald wrench tightly clamped Shen Yan's jaw, choked his throat and said in a low voice: "Immortal Venerable, can you open your eyes and see me? Ah? Just take a look, okay?"

Tears fell silently from the corners of his eyes, dripping drop by drop onto Shen Yan's pale face.

Gu Wanqing felt that the tears she shed in the past few days even surpassed the tears he shed in the past twenty years.

"There are no more immortals in the world, and no one calls me Ah Wan."

His salty lips touched Shen Yan's cold lips lightly, the temperature in the temple seemed to have suddenly lost, and his fingertips were trembling from the cold.

Sure enough, Ding Yanzhu only kept Shen Yan's face, but couldn't keep his heart, couldn't keep the warmth of his body.

The body wrapped in Huayi brocade clothes is just a stiff shell.

With trembling hands, he pulled off Shen Yan's belt, and his thoughts suddenly flooded him like a tide.

I remember the first time when Shen Yan took off his clothes, he was still a living person with temperature and heartbeat, who could cry, scold and get angry.

That night, just like tonight, the moon was as cool as water.

He kidnapped his celestial being and tied him to a cold bed in the Seven Star Pagoda.

His fairy eyes were full of anger, and he stared at his moving steps.

Every time he took a step closer to the bed, his fairy eyes would be wider and wider.

When he stopped by the bed and slowly raised his hand to caress the face that he loved and hated at the same time, his fairy face turned red, and then his eyes turned red again.

"Gu Wanqing, you bastard!"

"is it?"

He sneered, and his slender fingers swept over the slender eyes, tall nose, and thin lips inch by inch.

"The celestial lord only knows how to concentrate on cultivating in Ziwei Xianshan for many years, and he must have cultivated into a log. Does the celestial venerable know how much he has delayed the full moon night?"

"Gu Wanqing, what exactly do you want to do by bringing me here?"

"What are you doing?" He smiled, grimly and terrifyingly, "The Immortal Venerable opened his eyes wide and watched carefully, to see how Ah Wan taught the Immortal Venerable to be a mortal with flesh and blood, emotions and six desires."

After a long while, a look of fear that he had never seen before appeared in his immortal eyes.Struggling with hands and feet and wanting to back up, but hands and feet are tied to the bed, it doesn't help at all.

He lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down, smiling and slowly moved his fingertips down from the face of his fairy, down to the graceful neck, the beautiful collarbone, and then to the slender waist.

With just a light pull, the belt tied around the waist fell off the ground, and the snow-white robes were also taken off layer by layer, scattered on the ground.

"Gu Wanqing, you are shameless!" His fairy stared wide-eyed, "Two big men, what are you doing with your clothes off?"

Seeing his celestial master resisting so much, his eyes were instantly like the ice of winter, which made people feel terrified.

"You can shout if you have the strength, anyway, I'm not afraid. The big deal... alarmed all the ghosts and ghosts, let them come and observe how the disciple loves the immortal and how he teaches the immortal to be a living person with flesh and blood."

His immortal venerable looked at the chill in his eyes, his body froze, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he bent down and slowly covered his collapsed body.Compared with warmth, this body is more like a red furnace at this moment, scorching hot.

"It seems that Xianzun is only stubborn in his mouth, but his body is very honest."

"Gu Wanqing, you..."

"Shh!"

He raised his hand to cover his fairy's lips, and then leaned forward, just when his lips were about to touch these two soft lips, his fairy suddenly turned his head aside.

"Don't force me!" His Immortal Venerable spat out four words angrily.

"Oh? Does the celestial venerable still want to summon the wind spirit whip to teach me? Don't forget, I still have the magic flute." He leaned into his celestial venerable's ear and lowered his voice, "Ziwei Xianshan also has as many people as I do. Brother, if I am not happy and accidentally hurt them with the magic flute, it will be bad."

The person under him was stunned for a while, his eyes gradually turned from anger to emptiness, he knew that his last line of psychological defense had collapsed.