Chasing brother for thousands of miles

into the night.

The sound of the bonfire burning came from a distance, mixed with the laughter, scolding, rough singing out of tune, and the sound of wine jars colliding with each other. After coming over, it was already in disarray.

The night in the desert is very quiet.

This kind of tranquility is more and more obvious in the carnival of the men in Kuangshazhai. The wind is howling, but it makes people feel that there is nothing in the heart.

Wen Nianyuan was lying on the sand dune, Qixian rested his head on his chest, and the two of them quietly looked at the sky together.Unlike the dark and cramped sky cut by scattered buildings in the bustling towns, the starry sky on the desert seems to be able to gently embrace the entire upside-down world of mortals.

Those handfuls of stars were randomly sprinkled in the sky, and with the hanging sky, it was so huge that it seemed that you could touch such bright and shining colors with your hands, and even the cold air lingered around your fingertips.

The chest area is warm.

He could feel the regular ups and downs of the seven strings between his breath and breath, bringing about a slight tremor, just within his reach.

The man was lying on his pillow with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, and he was still wearing a dazzling red wedding dress. In the dark night, it reminded him of the clump of flowers that he had seen during the day, swaying in the dazzling sunlight. .

like fire.

Burning everything and warming everything, no matter what, it is flamboyant, hot and charming so that people would rather shed tears than look away.

It turns out that red suits him so well.Wen Nianyuan stretched out his hand, fingertips stretched out in front of Qixian, but did not touch the skin, but kept an infinitely close but never reached distance, tracing Qixian's facial features.

"Crack." There was a slight sound in the darkness, and Qixian reached out and grabbed Wen Nianyuan's restless paw, opened his eyes, raised half of his body with a smile and looked at him, "What are you doing sneakily?"

Wen Nianyuan let him hold it, looked at Qixian, "A Lin."

"Ok?"

"..."

Seeing him, Qi Xian stayed silent for a long time, laughed, and muttered, "Idiot." After finishing speaking, she was about to let go, turned around and continued to lie down, but at this moment, she heard the sound of the wind fluttering on the top of her head. , his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he settled down again, Wen Nianyuan had already firmly pressed him on his body.

He frowned involuntarily, before he had time to say anything, Wen Nianyuan had already stretched out his hand, put his thumb on his brow, rubbed it twice as if trying to smooth his frowning brow, and before Qi Xian could speak, Already leaned over for a kiss and fell.

Comparing with the stars all over the sky behind him, Qixian found that Wen Nianyuan was a bit extraordinarily strong tonight.The wedding dress on him, which was exactly the same as the one he was wearing now, was also surprisingly stupid.

He was thinking like this, but he closed his eyes, and felt his brother's warm breath hit between his brows, and then he moved down bit by bit gently and stubbornly, kissing his eyelids, kissing the bridge of his nose, and finally landed on the on the lips.

The tip of the soft tongue touched his lips, and he couldn't wait to pry open his teeth and go in. Qi Xian let out a "huh", reached out to hold Wen Nianyuan's shoulder, and raised his body slightly to respond to the kiss. As soon as Wen Nianyuan noticed it, he immediately took an inch and entangled The tip of Qixian's tongue kept attacking the city in his mouth, it was a bit crazy.

The sound of sticky water rang in the ears of the two, and for a while, neither the sound of the wind nor the carnival sounds of bandits in the distance could be heard, only the temperature and breath of each other remained, intertwined and blended.

I don't know how long it has passed, Qixian felt a little hard to breathe, but Wen Nianyuan's enthusiasm was far from being exhausted, and he was still persistently stirring and asking for aggression in his mouth - it even made people feel that his enthusiasm would never be exhausted do.

The uncontrollable panting came from Qixian's mouth and poured into Wen Nianyuan's ears. It was more alluring than any aphrodisiac. He backed away a little, heard Qixian take a breath, and then said without hesitation. Blocking his lips, the hands that Qixian called "restless claws" were already groping up and down the person in his arms.

The fabric of the Xifu is extremely smooth, holding it in the hand is like a spring of night water, but Wen Nianyuan knows very well that the body under this Xifu is more silky and wonderful to the touch, and it is supremely delicious.

It is also a poison in the blood.

From the half of the same blood given by their father.

Wen Nianyuan suddenly remembered a word called drinking poison to quench thirst, maybe what he is doing now is drinking poison to quench thirst, and Qixian is the poison he cannot leave.

And perhaps for Qixian, his existence is the same.

They are destined to be inseparable, regardless of life or death, regardless of body or mind, even if he rots into bones, he is still his brother; even if he burns to dust, he is still his brother.

They are closer than any lover than any lover than any husband and wife. From body to soul, they share as much joy and as much sin as they have to bear.

"A Lin..." Wen Nianyuan muttered something in a low voice, and kissed him recklessly, Qi Xian seized every opportunity to catch his breath, and laughed at him intermittently, "You, you are crazy."

After all, in the past, this person was seldom so strong at such a time. Every time Qixian always felt that he was leading, controlling, or tempting him to commit a crime, but today it is very different, he has almost no room to parry.

Wen Nianyuan sighed silently in his heart, pulled away Qixian's belt with one hand, watched the bright red robe slip off the man in his arms, but did not take it off completely, hanging lazily on his arm, he deeply Taking a breath, sighed: "It's been a long time..."

She has been crazy for a long time, ever since she knew that there is such a you in the world, Wen Xian has long been no longer Wen Xian, and is destined to become Wen Nianyuan.

As he thought about it, his hand had already reached into his inner jacket, groped on Qixian's chest, found the protruding cherry fruit on one side familiarly, and rubbed it lightly.

"Hmm..." Qixian raised her neck and snorted involuntarily, her whole body trembling with excitement.

The sand under them is completely different from any place they have ever been in. The body that is extremely sensitive to Wen Nianyuan's teasing/tease can feel the effects of the distinct grains of sand through the cloth. Unsettled enjoyment and danger.

What's more, in the distance now, those sand bandits are still gathering together to drink and sing wildly. I don't know which one may come to them on a whim-although it is not unseen, but it is obvious that the time in Wen's house meant a lot. Not the same.

Qixian is really not an exhibitionist, and he has no special interest in showing his body to others. Of course, if he is really seen, he will not commit suicide in embarrassment, but it is Wen Nianyuan who is constantly walking up and down his body with his hands at the moment , so wild and bold.

The desert is indeed a relaxing place, when she felt Wen Nianyuan's fingers stretched under him, Qi Xian thought intermittently while panting.

"Comfortable?" Wen Nianyuan licked Qi Xian's red earlobe, leaned against his ear and asked, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and Qi Xian's reaction had already given him the answer, but although a certain part of his body was already full of energy , he still gave Wen Nianyuan a slanted glance with a half-smile, and said pantingly, "Well... Kung Fu still...needs to be strengthened... Mmm..."

A smile flashed across Wen Nianyuan's almost expressionless face, without words, he just lowered his head suddenly, took over the work of fingers with his tongue, swallowing/spitting/licking/flicking back and forth.

Qixian's earlobe has turned bright red, and Wen Nianyuan had just licked it there just now, but now his lips and tongue have shifted positions, and the fingers on Wen Nianyuan's shoulders are slightly forceful, Qixian raises his head, and draws a wonderful curve on his neck. The arc, together with his intermittent panting, is like a night charm mountain demon, tempting the world.

As the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, Wen Nianyuan suddenly paused, and then raised his head slightly.

The orgasm was severely suppressed, Qixian narrowed her eyes, looked at Wen Nianyuan dissatisfied, raised her leg and scratched Wen Nianyuan's chest with her toes.

Wen Nianyuan didn't surrender because of his urging and compromising action, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Qixian's ankle, pulled it towards him forcefully, and exchanged a kiss mixed with his breath with Qixian, low-pitched. But he said firmly: "A Lin, let's go together, okay?"

Asked if it was all right, the fingers of his other hand had already penetrated into Qixian's body without a doubt, and he developed it patiently and meticulously.

Qixian didn't know whether to be angry, laughing or gasping for emotion, "Could it be that now you... um, take it easy... um... let me?"

The answer is obviously no.

After all, Wen Nianyuan himself has endured it for a long time, and he has already been ready to go, not to mention that the other party is still looking at him with a flushed face and a slight anger. Things like reason have already flown to this vast world with the wind of the desert. a corner.

He just wants this person to groan/groan, writhe, make bone-piercing noises, and make the most seductive expression in the world under his body, and all of these belong to him alone, No matter how many people regard Qixian as their dream lover, he can only toss and turn under him!

Wen Nianyuan's eyes were red.

He pulled out his fingers, bent down, and while kissing Qi Xian, he straightened up fiercely and sent himself into Qi Xian's body. The moment the two became one, the sky was high and the earth was far away, only two figures remained.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this's never been in Qixian's body?" Let out a continuous exclamation, the tone is getting higher and higher.

Pain and pleasure, these two feelings that have always been in opposition and have always been dependent on each other are like turbulent waves rising in the depths of his body without stopping at his brother's actions, getting faster, faster, higher, and more , as if trying to drown him.

"A Lin, A Lin." Wen Nianyuan moved fiercely, but his voice became more and more gentle. His eyes were white and dark red, the white one was Qi Xian's body, the red one was the wedding dress, they merged into an ocean.

The touch of the sand was so weird and exciting, Qixian really couldn't speak a complete sentence this time, as if he was never the one who was able to handle things with ease in the past, making him wonder if there was added to the wine just now. Wen Nianyuan suddenly... went crazy after taking warm medicine.

I couldn't help but hug Wen Nianyuan's body tightly, the sound of water and impact lingered everywhere in my ears, it seemed that every part of my body was ignited with flames, the seven strings made sounds uncontrollably, but my toes felt comfortable curl up.

Very comfortable.

Very satisfied.

Just like what Wen Nianyuan asked.

Although it was a little unexpected, but Wen Nianyuan didn't have to think or do anything, and it felt quite wonderful, except—except that Wen Nianyuan was stubbornly unwilling to let him be released first, and repeatedly stated that he must "together" .

But soon he couldn't think about this problem anymore. Wen Nianyuan's pumping/thrusting was obviously not just blind. Waves of intense pleasure soon made Qixian immersed in this lingering lingering, and his lips were once again covered by that Men grab.

When Wen Nianyuan was /inside/released in his body, the prison of sex was finally removed, they hugged and kissed, and reached the peak of joy at the same moment, and then drifted down slowly, slowly, like falling into a cloud .

Qixian lay on Wen Nianyuan's body, murmured something in a low voice, Wen Nianyuan stroked his hair, let him continue to lean on his chest, breathing calmly.

Promises and vows no longer make sense.Only the desert wind is still blowing through the night.

The author has something to say: Thank you Yifeng for the mine X3, and the white-clothed snow girl for the grenade~Yuanrunye has already killed all X people...cough cough back to the soul, the custom printing will be opened after the episode is completed, and an undisclosed one will be added Welfare Fan, the slogan on the copy was added by the girl who made the cover. She thought it was already open (￣▽￣") If you want it, don’t worry, it will open soon, and it’s proofreading~ everyone!