Jinghong knife

Chu Hanyang waited for a while, couldn't stand it anymore, so he fell asleep on the soft couch, and not long after he fell asleep, Qing Ming quietly opened the door and walked in.

Qing Ming originally thought that Chu Hanyang was on the bed, but when he walked into the room and saw no one, his heart was empty, and he hurried to the outside room to ask about it, only then did he see Chu Hanyang who was lying on the couch, sleeping unsteadily .

Qingming was stunned for a moment, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, he stepped forward and gently hugged Chu Hanyang, and Chu Hanyang seemed to recognize his aura in his sleep, and instead of waking up, he nestled quietly in the in his arms.

It wasn't until Qing Ming wanted to put him on the bed that he realized that Chu Hanyang's arms were wrapped around his neck and would not let go.

"Master?" Qing Ming's voice was low and soft, he knew that Chu Hanyang had actually woken up.

Chu Hanyang closed his eyes and ignored him. After a while, he hummed softly, and the phoenix eyes opened, shining brightly, clear and cold, without any trace of haziness or sleepiness.

"Why did you go back so late?" Chu Hanyang just squinted on the soft couch for a while, and he slept a lot during the day, so he was extremely energetic at this time.

"Xie Luo and the others went to deliver invitations, but they didn't have enough manpower, so they called their subordinates to help."

Chu Hanyang looked at him indifferently, not feeling happy or angry: "Go when he tells you to go, you should listen to him."

Qingming bent his eyes, stuffed Chu Hanyang into the quilt, made a ball, was pressed tightly by the horns, and rubbed his hands again to make sure his palms were not cold, then lay down and put him Wrapped in his arms with the quilt.

"The valley is currently being rectified, and the blood-clothed guards are inevitably short of manpower. The subordinates who go to help are also wanting to fulfill the orders of the master. It has nothing to do with who calls the subordinates. The subordinates only listen to the master."

Chu Hanyang pursed his lips, and suppressed the smile on his lips, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly curled up, a little seductive.

"It's good to know."

Qing Ming didn't speak, he looked at Chu Hanyang, strengthened his courage, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Every time he did this, he was ready to be slapped away by Chu Hanyang's palm, because he would never forget that the person he kissed was a man, his master, the master of the Valley of the Absolute Sword , and it is even more famous in the rivers and lakes.

Chu Hanyang can also feel the awe in his heart, and he has no objection to it. He can't tell the relationship between the two of them now, but one thing will never change, that is, he is Qing Ming's master.

There is nothing wrong with being in awe of your master.Besides, he also likes to see Qing Ming afraid of him, but also can't help getting close to him.

Chu Hanyang kissed back softly, tender and tender, a certain part of his chest couldn't help feeling soft.

After a long time, his lips parted, he panted slightly, and said with a light smile: "Ah Qing, do you know who I am, so you dare to do this?"

Qing Ming's eyes were dark, his voice was slightly hoarse, he took a few breaths, calmed down and said, "This subordinate knows."

Chu Hanyang smiled nonchalantly, thinking that he was talking about those things on his face, but Qing Ming hugged him, resting his head on Chu Hanyang's shoulder, with a low voice.

"This subordinate thanked the Lord for not killing him that day."

Chu Hanyang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You know?"

Qing Ming gave a wry smile, even Xie Luo had figured it out, so why couldn't he figure it out.

Jinghongdao turned out to be the blood blade that slaughtered half of the Jianghu back then. If this news is leaked, I am afraid that Judao Valley will never have a peaceful day.

Chu Hanyang was silent, just now he felt that Qing Ming had nothing wrong with being in awe of him, but at this moment, he was a little worried, worried that Qing Ming would really be afraid of him.

"Back then, I was obsessed with knives, and my murderous intent was too heavy. I lost control twice, and it hasn't happened again in these years. The duel with Xie Luo was an accident. You...don't be afraid of me. I won't do that again gone."

Chu Hanyang was a little flustered, and didn't know what he said indiscriminately.

Qingming smiled, and lay down in the quilt herself, kissed Chu Hanyang's cool lips again, and wrapped her slender and powerful arms around Chu Hanyang's waist through the thin clothes.

The scorching heat came through little by little, making Chu Hanyang's blood slightly hot.

"My lord, my subordinates are not afraid of you. Everything under my subordinates is yours. Life and death are all in your hands. It's all in your hands. The subordinates have nothing to be afraid of."

The subordinates are actually afraid of being hated by you...

Qingming looked at the person in his arms. This was the love of his life. He kissed him obediently without a trace of resistance or disgust. Chu Hanyang's quietness and cooperation made him feel restless, and finally Turning over, she fell on Chu Hanyang.

Chu Hanyang blinked, feeling that the situation seemed a bit strange, but not only did he not stop him, but instead raised his eyes slightly, his pair of phoenix eyes gleaming, teasing Qing Ming like a hook.

"so what?"

With a rustling voice, he grabbed Qing Ming's throat in one gulp, but he didn't use any force, just biting lightly like that, with a hint of provocation.

Qing Ming's whole body froze, and his breathing immediately became disordered, but he still tried his best to calm down, and smiled wryly: "My lord, this subordinate is also a normal man, please forgive me, don't play anymore."

Chu Hanyang blinked slowly again, a smile flashed in his phoenix eyes, not only did not open his mouth, but stuck out the tip of his tongue, gently licking the smooth skin, Qingming's pupils suddenly They all started to turn slightly red.

Chu Hanyang felt a familiar hot spot against his leg, and immediately let go of his mouth and laughed, covering his stomach, his clothes were messy, and his hair was loose.

Qingming watched him helplessly laughing until he couldn't stop, and rubbed himself willfully on his body while laughing. As a result, Chu Hanyang's voice gradually faded away with a smile, and finally fell into complete silence.

Qing Ming didn't need to lower his head to feel something pressing against his lower abdomen.

Chu Hanyang's face turned red, he pursed his lips, and remained silent.

He also... felt it.

It's over, why did he get himself out of the fire...

The two fell into an awkward silence. After a long time, when Chu Hanyang was at a loss, he heard Qing Ming laugh softly.

Chu Hanyang raised his head in surprise, and sure enough, he saw Qing Ming, who was usually expressionless, looking at him with a smile, with the corners of his lips curled up, his dark eyes were full of tenderness and a hint of ridicule was hidden.

Chu Hanyang suddenly felt a little uneasy on his face, pursed his lower lip, and lay on the side silently, far away from Qing Ming, neither paying attention to him nor approaching him, hugging the quilt by himself, with half of his face covered, as if Suffered a great grievance.

Qingming's lips were bent upwards again, he lay down lightly, hugged Chu Hanyang from behind, Chu Hanyang struggled, did not break away, and let him go, but his hands slipped quietly His body began to move familiarly.

Chu Hanyang's body trembled, and his breathing was suddenly fragmented. He gritted his teeth and forced his breath into his throat, but occasionally let out a low moan, which made Qing Ming's eyebrows and eyes behind him even deeper, and the movements of his hands But it became more and more gentle.

"Well."

Chu Hanyang bit his lower lip and let out a low gasp. The embrace behind him was so warm that Qing Ming couldn't bear it anymore, so he could only rub and kiss Chu Hanyang's face and ears with his lips.

The heavy panting sound fell beside Chu Hanyang's ears, making his heart even hotter, and he couldn't help but keep leaning back, and finally his whole body was tightly hugged by Qingming.

Chu Hanyang only felt more and more uncomfortable, and the feeling of depression became more and more intense, and the kisses that kept falling on his ears were like clusters of sparks falling on dry wood, making him turn around suddenly, ruthlessly He kissed the lips that had been teasing him fiercely.

Qing Ming's subordinates stopped because of his turn, and they also kissed Chu Hanyang back somewhat out of control.

The lips and teeth are intertwined, the breath is blended, the skin is close, and the fingers are clasped.

The temperature in the room kept rising, exuding a charming smell. Both of them were young and strong men. Qing Ming was six years older than Chu Hanyang, but he was only 26 years old this year and had never married.

And Chu Hanyang was treated coldly in the Valley of Absolute Swords, and he never asked anyone to sleep with him. As a result, the two of them were already close and easily misfired, not to mention that Chu Hanyang didn't have the sense to deliberately tease him, it was inevitable at this time All a little out of control.

Qing Ming turned over again, pressed against Chu Hanyang and kept kissing, the string in his mind had collapsed to the extreme, he stroked along Chu Hanyang's flexible waistline with one hand, and continued to finish with the other hand. Things that just didn't get done.

Chu Hanyang endured the pain, but when he looked up, he saw that Qing Ming was enduring even harder, the sweat on his forehead was dripping down his temples, his normally calm and docile black eyes were now confused and crazy, but he still persisted The last trace of the bottom line, firmly restrained.

And the clothes on Qing Ming's body had already been rubbed off by Chu Hanyang, revealing a strong and broad chest, and a narrow and strong waist and those two extremely smooth lines could be faintly seen underneath.

This man... is damn attractive.

Chu Hanyang suffocated for breath, and seeing Qing Ming's hard-fought appearance, he exhaled a long breath, closed his eyes, stretched his hand down, and grasped the same hard scorching heat.

The author has something to say: the meat is not delicious, I don’t know how much it will be caught