[Ming Yi] We should forbid Yixing to pluck all the peonies hidden in the Ming Dynasty.

The boy's lips were too soft and tender, kissing him was like kissing a flower.

Ming Shiyin's lips were thin and cool; his kisses were also very light and soft, as if they were infinitely pampering, but at the same time seemed to be absent - just like him, always inseparable.The intrusion between his lips and teeth has never been as crazy as a forest fire; it is always teasing and flirting, like the warm spring sun.

Yi Xing hugged Ming Shiyin with both arms, and pulled him down forcefully.He wanted to deepen the kiss.What he wants is to be occupied, to be owned, to be invaded.

A gentle lover is good, but such superficial tenderness always makes people feel insecure.When getting along with Ming Shiyin, Yi Xing is like being wrapped in a ball of soft silk, and he is treated with tenderness; he will be flustered, will this silky ball of emotion be there today, and will it be there tomorrow?Will it be there tomorrow, will it still be there the day after tomorrow?He treats everyone with tenderness, how to prove that I'm the most special

that one?

The teacher always treats him indifferently when he shows weakness and love, and when he faces his toughness and persecution.The lover he faces is too mature and knows everything well, making him wander around in this dense forest built by love, not knowing what to do next.

Ming Shiyin propped up his body, and the chests of the two separated.Yi Xing looked at him in confusion and helplessness; the lips that had been kissed were red and slightly raised, as if asking for a kiss from the air.

"Teacher..." he begged softly.

"It's hard to pick it up, don't waste it." Ming Shiyin picked up something from the side.Yi Xing took a closer look, and it turned out to be the first two plucked just now, Guanshi Moyu and Kunshan Yeguang!

Ming Shiyin put the Kunshan Yeguang with the flower stem horizontally in Yixing's mouth, and let him bite the flower stem.With the huge flower plate rubbing against his face, Yi Xing's snow-like skin is not inferior to the most clean and flawless Kunshan Yeguang among the white peony!His face is also like a flower, reflecting the night light of Kunshan.The boy biting the flower was a little shy, his cheeks were flushed red.

Yi Xing shook his head, and said vaguely: "Teacher... I don't want to..." He wanted kisses, not flowers.

"Hush——" Ming Shiyin signaled him to be silent: "I once taught you that everything in the world looks colorful and bizarre, but it's all troubles in the floating world. Only black and white are the only solutions, remember?"

Yixing nodded.

"That's it. Let's make the final seal for today's crowning black jade." He put the stemless crowning black jade with only a flower head in Yi Xing's mouth.Yixing bit the flower stalk of Kunshan Yeguang, unable to speak; his lips were blocked by Guanshi Moyu, so he could only moan in a muffled manner.

His face was small, but now two black and white peonies covered most of his face, only his eyes were exposed.With black hair and snow skin, against the background of black and white double flowers, the lake blue eyes are like two bright jewels, even more shining!

What an artistic conception of flowers and jewelry!Yi Xing is placed in it, covered by flowers, as if reduced to a foil for his eyes and peonies; however, his face is half-hidden, and looks even more amorous when you look closely - in the old days, there was a saying "still holding a pipa half-hidden". The beauty, this one right now, is "a peony in your mouth and a thought of spring"?

Ming Shiyin looked at him for a moment, picked up Yi Xing, and let him half sit on his body.Yi Xing's two buttocks were still being dragged by the chess table, but he sat on Ming Shiyin's penis with his sweet mouth, as if his whole body was strung onto Ming Shiyin's body!

"Uh-hmm-" The sudden depth made him want to moan, but Peony blocked his mouth and made him unable to make any sound.

Ming Shiyin whispered in his ear, "Look carefully, huh?"

When he lowered his head, he saw his raised rhizome rubbing against Ming Shiyin's lower abdomen.He was so ashamed that he could only turn his head away.

Ming Shi has indeed endured long enough.Although he looked calm and calm on the surface, his burgeoning desire had completely betrayed him.All the gnarled meat roots sank into the meat hole, Ming Shiyin lifted Yi Xing up by the waist, and then pushed him back violently.

Yi Xing's back acupuncture point has long been expanded until it drips with juice, the fleshy roots come in and out, and the juice flies across and splashes onto the chess table.All of a sudden, on the black and white chess table, black and white petals were splashed, with bright red blood stains visible between the petals, as well as splashes of crystal water.That scene was so evocative and poignant.

The flesh and blood injured by the peony stalk just now still hurts, and Yi Xing is in pain after being so vigorously conquered; but the sweet lust coming like waves is also pushing him wave after wave.

——Is it pain or sweetness?

He couldn't tell.Pain is also love, sweetness is also love; hurt is love, desire is also love; scars are love, longing is also love.All of this was given to him by Ming Shiyin, from the person he trusted the most, and he could only accept it without hesitation.

Ming Shiyin's hands were like pincers, and the muscles in his arms were tamped.It is hard to imagine that the hands of the literati who hold the pen and play the piano have such controlling power.After dozens of ups and downs like this, Yi Xing's waist has turned purple.Ming Shiyin pushed him down on the chess table, knelt on top of him, and thrust him very quickly.

Yi Xing wanted to groan and pant, but the peony in his mouth turned all of this into a dull roar.His face was full of spring, and he was infatuated with desire, but the voice he spoke was full of pain and desolation. The bed affair that was originally full of warmth became bloody in elegance, bloody in freshness.

They were surrounded by peonies in the whole courtyard, and they had sex wantonly under the sky, ignoring the principles of human relations and the constraints of ritual and music.This lust is like a sharp sword, with a single swing, it shatters the well-behaved life of scholars; those elegant manners and reserved actions are like a quiet pool of water, disturbed by the hand of lust .

Ming Shiyin pressed Yi Xing's chest with one hand, nailing him to the chess table, and wrapped his half of his buttocks with the other hand, covering his whole body with his desire.

The bloodthirsty and ferocious nature of the male body is now showing its fangs!His waist and hips patted Yi Xing's buttocks, making that piece of white meat glow red.The thick desire propped up the entrance behind the young man into a round hole, and the bright red flesh was like a bright red stamen, swallowing the attack of the male body.

During the frenzied attack, Wei Zi's aura became coquettish like never before, with a sweet and greasy aroma that overwhelmed all the fragrance of flowers in the yard.It doesn't matter if it's Baixiangyu or Baixue Pagoda; Fengdanbai is still a crystal ball, even the Kunshan Night Light that Yi Xing talked about is eclipsed.Kao Wei Zi, tainted by desire, is full of offense.In the Ming Dynasty, the eyes with different colors were no longer soft and elegant.

Yu; like a leopard dormant among flowers, he patted a little rabbit with his palm, and poked it around in his palm.

After several hundred manipulations like this, Yi Xing could only breathe.His arms were no longer able to hold Ming Shiyin, and he fell to the side softly.The few gemstones and gemstones that had been inserted into his back hole, and the purple Gejin scarf were placed under the back of his hand.

This is really a beauty with delicate arms and weak arms.

Ming Shiyin attacked with a wave of toughness, and then pushed back with tenderness.He put Yixing's two legs wrapped around his waist on his shoulders, and let him lie on the chess table.Yi Xing was covered in sweat, and the flying swallow red makeup, black oiran, and white fragrant jade petals on the chessboard were all over his body.He was like a brocade garment woven with black and white chess pieces.

He lay on the chess table in a daze, letting Ming Shiyin play with his body.Ming Shiyin leaned over and kissed him on the forehead.Yi Xing subconsciously wants to kiss him, but there are two peonies stuck in his mouth.

He looked at Ming Shiyin imploringly, trying to make the teacher soften his heart: I really want to kiss.

Ming Shiyin just nodded his forehead: "Lie down, good boy."

The sweet words of the invader seemed to be under a spell, and Yi Xing put his arm on his forehead, drowning in the deep pool of lust.

The sharp blade of desire cut through the meat valley and embedded deep in his body.Ming Shiyin gently stroked his sweaty temples, kissed the side of his ear, but there was merciless whipping underneath.Yi Xing was lifted and bumped by the waves of desire.His acupoints hurt and felt good, I don't know how to describe the feeling.

The fungus head on the top of the meat root grazed the genital opening several times, making him tremble endlessly.He was looking forward to it, but also a little scared.

This posture does not penetrate deeply, but the angle is tricky, and the thick mushroom head always rubs against the mouth.He couldn't speak, he could only look at Ming Shiyin expectantly——

Teacher, tag me.

Mark me, form a bond with me, and from then on our lives will be connected and our destiny will be intertwined.

The fleshy roots of the male body are throbbing, and the veins are exposed.Ming Shiyin lowered his head, his snowy hair drooping around his face, making his face fall into the shadow, as if closing the outside world, and liberating something.

He doesn't smile anymore.The always spring breeze is blowing on the face, and the smiling peony alchemist has a serious face; a pair of strange-colored eyes are frighteningly bright.Purple pupils are like Wei Zi, noble and full of desire; golden pupils are like Yao Huang, dignified without concealing their desire to possess!On the eve before the male body was about to form knots, he finally stopped hiding the true face of his aggressor—tenderness and kindness are nothing but masks, the shadow hidden in the shadow of hair

Shen, the bloodthirsty predator is him, Ming Shiyin!

Yi Xing was intimidated.

He was locked by Ming Shiyin's eyes and did not dare to move.

During the estrus period, the female will lure the male to mate; if the male enters the female's genital cavity and forms a knot, and bites the gland at the back of the neck at the same time, it will complete the complete marking and declare the ownership of the female.However, if the male body does not enter the genital cavity of the female body, it will still form a knot; but this knot does not symbolize a mark, it is just a catharsis of desire, which is called a swollen knot.

Does not enter the genital cavity and does not affect the size of the knot on the male penis, which will cause the female to suffer abnormally.

Yi Xing realized something, he shook his head, wanting to push Ming Shiyin out.But these struggles are nothing in front of the unleashed male.

Under the fungus head, the knot of the male body is rapidly congesting and expanding, filling the vagina of the female body, and making all the folds smooth and round.

No, don’t—no teacher, I don’t want—

He couldn't push Ming Shiyin away, and couldn't escape, he could only struggle feebly on the chopping board like a dehydrated fish.His whole chest was raised, and his head was thrown back.

Please, teacher, I don't want...

The screams and pleadings were blocked by two peonies.Ming Shiyin bit the nipples on his chest, biting them mercilessly!Canine teeth penetrate deep into the skin - like a male mark.

Blood was dripping from Yi Xing's breasts, and the pussy behind him was already injured, but it was swollen again at this moment, strands of blood ooze from where the two of them intersect.

Ming Shiyin clasped Yi Xing's shoulders, his hands were full of veins, and his forehead was covered with sweat—he was also enduring it.Isn't it the male's instinct to respond to a female in heat?With his superhuman will, he can resist the temptation to mark the female body.

The painful swollen ejaculation lasted about a quarter of an hour before it ended.Yi Xing's penis had long been limp because of the pain.

His eyes were lost, and he was lying on the chess table with his legs powerlessly at his sides.Ming Shiyin hugged him, licking the soft, swollen glands at the back of his neck.

Ming Shiyin gently took the Guanshi Moyu from his mouth.The purple-black peony had already fallen deeply into Yi Xing's mouth.He bit through the flower disc in pain.The huge purple-black flower disc, as soon as it left his mouth, the petals fell one after another.The stalk of the white peony was embedded in the corner of his mouth, and Ming Shiyin pulled the stalk, only to find that the corners of Yi Xing's lips were swollen.

His lips are as delicate and charming as Hu Hong.

Some people rumored that Ming Shiyin was the dead counselor, a ghost, a phantom, who came back for revenge; others rumored that he was originally a fairy in the sky, but because of something he committed, he was demoted to the mortal world.

Be it ghosts or banished immortals, Ming Shiyin never took these rumors to heart.He used to be like a fairy, having no desires or desires; however, at some point, he also began to worry about gains and losses, and to look forward and backward; he also had desires and ambitions.In his life, he was not obsessed with wind, flowers, snow and moon, nor followed Yangchun Baixue. The world's peony alchemists pursue elegance; in fact, to him, those are just playthings

That's it.

——I am only addicted to one person.

You are my karma.

Yi Xing was watched by Ming Shiyin, if he felt something, his eyes moved, and he looked up at him.

"...Teacher, it hurts so much."

Ming Shiyin smiled slightly: "Hold it."

What I give you, you have to take; you have to accept the sweetness, and you have to endure the pain.

His kiss fell down, and finally it was no longer a reserved and soft kiss.As if the picture is too far away, the bloodthirsty possessiveness wrapped in sweet words is fully revealed in the attack of lips and teeth.His tongue curled around Yixing's, as if he wanted to pour all his breath into him.

As the lips and teeth intertwined, the blood color spread.

Yi Xing frowned, his teeth were licked, and his lip was bitten.

This kiss is like a storm, declaring the sovereignty of the male body: I ​​own you.

After Ming Shiyin's swelling subsided, he hadn't pulled it out yet, and the half-soft meat blade was still in Yixing's body.The two were kissing, embracing, and entangled naked. In this fiery kiss, he gently swayed his hips.The semi-flexible penis has a tendency to become erect again.

I held back for a long time before, just to train the little apprentice; now Teacher Ming wants to eat enough money in one go.

Yi Xing realized Ming Shiyin's plan belatedly.He turned his head amidst the intense kiss, and took a breath: "Old, teacher, you..."

Ming Shiyin remained unmoved, and wanted to kiss him again: "Be good, don't move."

Yi Xing's posterior acupoint hurt like hell, as if half of his intestines had been fucked through.He was too scared: "No, no, no..."

Yi Xing felt the hard object in his body that was still expanding, and he panicked.He didn't know where the strength came from, but he pushed Ming Shiyin away and stood up from the chess table.

The fleshy root suddenly protruded from the tunnel, and a stream of semen and lewd fluid flowed out.

It is called a "high platform" here, but it is only a few inches higher than the flowers and reaches the waist of ordinary people.Sitting on the platform is like sitting on the sea of ​​flowers.It's just that Yi Xing panicked, got up from the chess table and was unstable, and if he made a wrong foot, he was about to fall off the table!

"--Be careful!"

Ming Shiyin jumped up and rushed over to grab him.

In a whirlwind, the two rolled directly from the stage into the flowers.

Yi Xing fell into a warm and strong embrace, and the tangy peony fragrance overwhelmed him.

Yi Xing had no time to look at him, turned over and got up from Ming Shiyin.

He rolled around among the flowers, with peony petals of various colors on his body.As soon as he stood up, under the reflection of the sky, his snow-white skin reflected the light.When Ming Shiyin raised his head, he saw his snow-white buttocks were submerged by flowers, and the buttocks were stained with transparent ejaculation, faint traces of blood, and cloudy white semen flowing along the base of his legs.

Ming Shiyin propped up his body among the flowers, sat on the spot and watched Yi Xing staggering forward.

He was tossed about by Ming Shiyin for a long time, and he had already lost his strength; his back acupuncture points were all injured, and it hurt even to take a step, how could he run?He still didn't know that he was struggling in front of him, swaying at every step, while his sanctimonious teacher Ming sat silently behind, watching his dangling white buttocks.

Ming Shiyin rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Yi Xing ran only six or seven steps away, stumbled, his legs gave way, and he knelt down among the flowers.He only knew that he would be fucked again when he stopped, so he ignored it and crawled forward even if he fell.

He was not among the flowers, and there were random flowers in front of his eyes: Zhao Fen, White Jade, Zhihong, Bean Green, Lotus-like Lotus, Flesh Lotus, Qinglong Wofenchi... One by one, they were dazzlingly beautiful.He climbed a few steps in a daze, when he felt someone step on his back.

"Ah—" he yelled shortly, and fell to the ground.

Ming Shiyin stepped on Yi Xing's back and looked down at him: "Disciple, you are in a hurry, where are you going?"

Yixing's Adam's apple rolled, trembling, he turned his head to look at Ming Shiyin.Ming Shiyin had a smile on his lips, as if he was really just a teacher who took care of his beloved apprentice - but who teacher would fuck an apprentice's ass and run out chasing after the apprentice's ass? !

"What did I just tell you, huh?"

Yi Xing's mind was like a paste, he thought for a long time, and replied: "Teacher told me, tell me not to move..."

Ming Shiyin sighed, "I told you to be 'careful'. Since Tuer is so careless, then lie down on the ground." Ming Shiyin's face remained unchanged, and he suddenly exerted force on his feet, stepping Yi Xing into the ground The peonies fall into the red.

Yi Xing threw himself on the ground, only to feel two fingers stabbing into his back acupoint again.Although his hole was miserable, wet and sticky, it was very soft.Ming Shiyin poked it twice, then pulled out his finger, replaced it with a meat root, and shot to the end!

"Uh uh—"

Before Yi Xing could groan softly, the frantic thrusting came suddenly!Yi Xing was kneeling on the ground, Ming Shiyin held his hipbone with one hand, and pressed his butt against his penis.

"Ah... teacher, no more—uh..."

Ming Shiyin grabbed his hair, turned his face, and kissed him.

His teeth hit Ming Shiyin's lips, and he heard Ming Shiyin grunt.It was just a short pause, and immediately the two of them rolled their tongues together, and their lips pressed against each other.

Sweat, blood, hair, skin; desire, possession, submission, capture; Go, peonies, flower fields, pool water; the sweet and greasy aroma of Wei Zi intertwined with the clear breath of green grass, in this beautiful courtyard, the lonely In the winter afternoon, get the taste of love.All of this seemed to be torn apart by fierce confrontation; it was also like a layer of quiet scene.

This is just like their love, as if the flowers are blooming before the moon and the moon is shining, and the beauty is like spring, but in reality it is undercurrent and bloody.For others, love is the years of joining hands; for the two of them, the bits and pieces of love are condensed in mutual waiting, mutual waiting, and mutual expectation.Ming Shiyin is waiting for Yi Xing, waiting for him to grow up, waiting for him to understand what love and hate are, what is responsibility; Yi Xing is waiting for Ming Shiyin, waiting for him to wake up, waiting for him

He wakes up to the fact that love itself is a complex emotion, and when he wakes up to the fact that I love you every bit of it.

They have been one for a long time, but they have engraved a deeper understanding of each other in the days of being together for a long time.

The male penis gradually expands during copulation.The best way to deal with the estrous period of the female body is to bite the gland at the back of the neck, and then enter the genital cavity to form a knot to complete the complete marking.If it's just copulation, it's an unbearable lust hell for both male and female.Females only get the marks of the nape of the neck, and cannot relieve the soaring pheromone concentration during estrus; males are bewitched by females, such as

If it is not completely knotted, it can only be accompanied by constant attempts to swell.

Simply put, this is the protracted estrus period due to the inability to obtain complete marking.

Yi Xing was in too much pain.He was tormented by the burning passion until he was in a trance, and he stretched out his hand in a daze, as if he was going to grab something; Ming Shiyin chased after him and grabbed his hand.

He lowered his head, pushed back the hair on the back of Yi Xing's neck, exposing the high-heated and bulging gland due to estrus, and bit it down.

The double pleasure of marking and ejaculation, like a mountainous wave, knocked Yi Xing to the ground...

……

"Fanhui and Shixie, Yanhua..."

Someone is singing poetry.

The human voice is deep and beautiful, like a string with a fragrant flower fragrance being gently plucked.In Yixing's memory, there have been countless nights like this, this voice, this person, read for him by the window in front of the study, and whispered to him beside the bed.Those warm and soft pictures, flickering with trivial light, flashed lightly in front of my eyes.

"...Drunken dew,...Lonely appreciating the sun and sunset,..."

Looking back on his childhood now, it is difficult for him to remember the appearance of his parents when he was a child; it was his teacher who ran through his short life.Ming Shiyin rescued him from the quagmire of tragedy, taught him to write, read, play chess and the six arts, taught him how to be a gentleman and how to achieve a career.

Ming Shiyin is his salvation.

——Falling in love with the teacher is also his karma.

"...Yichuang's fragrant air...you lie down and know the blind date..."

He read it very softly and slowly, and the words and sentences were disconnected, as if they contained a deep emotional charm.

He suddenly stopped when he read the phrase "you lie down and know a blind date".I haven't read the last sentence for a long time.

Yi Xing quietly opened his eyes, and saw Ming Shiyin beside him, propping up half of his body, as if admiring the peonies beside him.His silver-white snow hair had long been scattered during the intense intercourse, falling behind him like a waterfall.Both of them were naked, covered in petals among the flowers.

Yi Xing finished the last sentence: "I would like to send a gift to Qin Wei, a native of Youyou Nanguo."

"Huh? You're awake." Ming Shiyin tilted his head and said with a smile, "I'm just waiting for you to finish this sentence."

His heterochromatic pupils are like two pools of water, pulsating with warmth.His features are picturesque, his face is noble and clean, and his gestures are full of elegance, romance and eclecticism that celebrities have.In ancient times, Dugu believed in "the side hat is romantic", but now this peony alchemist, can he say "the side eye is romantic"?

Yi Xing became obsessed with it for a while.He stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Ming Shiyin's long hair.That hair is like silk satin, but also like snow gauze, extremely soft.He sat up, put the strand of snow hair between his lips, and kissed her.

Peonies were planted all over the two of them, and a thick layer of peony rose was spread on the wet soil.Yixing's cheeks, hair, and body were all covered with flower petals.Yi Xing looked around, his eyes fell on a clump of little Wei Zi, and he suddenly raised his hand to pick the flowers.The palms of his hands were red and swollen, and blood was still oozing from the tiger's mouth wound.Suddenly came to pick the flowers again, and my hands ached.However, he didn't care at all, knelt down among the flowers and made a fool of himself.

After a long time, I picked Xiao Wei Zi off.

Ming Shiyin watched his movements, just smiled, without saying a word.

Yi Xing put Xiao Wei Zi on the side of Ming Shiyin's temple, his eyes fixed: "Since it is said in the poem, then I will do it. Give it to... the people of the southern country." This poem is Liu Zongyuan's "The Stage The last two lines of the poem "Front Peony", it is about that on the banks of the Qinwei River in Zheng Guo, lovers would pick peonies and give them to each other, expressing their wish for a good relationship.Yixing's move couldn't be more obvious.

Yi Xing knelt upright in front of Ming Shiyin, looking at him eagerly.

Ming Shiyin lowered his eyes, and Yi Xing followed his gaze, only to realize that he had been playing with a fallen flower in his hand.The petals of that peony are complex and soft, and the color is clear and beautiful. Looking from a distance, the light purple pink has a hint of blue.This is an extremely rare blue peony, Lantian jade.There is actually no true blue in peonies, most of them are pinkish purple.Such a clear blue color like Lantian jade is extremely rare.

Besides Wei Zi, Ming Shiyin seems to have a particular preference for Lantian jade.Yi Xing speculates that this is probably because of the rareness of Lantian jade.

Seeing Ming Shiyin's lack of action, Yi Xing was a little disappointed: "...Teacher, it would be nice to give me a blue field jade." Well, don't bother thinking about which one to give, just give me any one!

Ming Shiyin opened his eyes slightly, looking a little surprised: "This one?" Then he shook his head: "This one won't work.

"Does the teacher like Lantian jade so much?"

"Yes." Ming Shiyin nodded and said, "I like it very much."

"Oh……"

He wanted to send Wei Zi, but there was no Wei Zi by his side; so in a hurry, he chose a small Wei Zi.After all, Wei Zi is the teacher's favorite flower.Who would have thought that he had given up such thoughts, but figured it out wrong.The teacher really likes expensive ones...

I didn't cheat the old fox's confession today.well.

Yi Xing still felt that it was not enough to ask: "Why does the teacher like Lantian jade so much?"

Ming Shiyin laughed lowly: Oh, is this little fool really my apprentice?Such a simple heart can't figure it out.

"Lantian Jade" is often regarded as a token between lovers, representing formal love.In "Jinse" written by Li Shangyin, there is a sentence "The sun is warm in the blue field and the jade produces smoke", which also expresses the friendship of missing his wife.

—This is really straightforward and obvious.If Yixing couldn't figure it out, Ming Shiyin would never tell him.

"Teacher." Yi Xing looked at Ming Shiyin and murmured, "I am... am I your best disciple?" What does the teacher think of me?

Ming Shiyin touched the delicate little Wei Zi on his temples, smiled and said nothing.Compared with the noble and noble Wei Zi, the little Wei Zi is just like a humble Xiaojiabiyu.Some people may joke that Xiao Wei Zidong is imitating and arrogant; but maybe, as a famous flower, Wei Zi will treat Xiao Wei Zi as a brother, a sister, and a child—even as a husband and wife?

Ming Shiyin sighed in his heart——

Ugh……

This little Wei Zi is my wife.

But he is still too young and too fragile to know what love and hate, responsibility, wind and rain, and adversity are.If I can only be a little Wei Zi forever, then I can protect him from wind, frost, thunderstorms and pave a smooth path for the rest of his life.

It's just that such a little Wei Zi, I'm afraid there will never be a day when she breaks out of her cocoon and becomes a butterfly, and the flower bed is sealed -- let alone someone who can stand by Ming Shiyin's side.

Do you want to be little Wei Zi, or become the bean green Yao Huang who competes with Wei Zi?

It will take Yixing himself to figure it out slowly for a long, long time.Indulging in lust, beauty is beauty, but it is not a long-term love; love lasts forever, not just day and night?

He said, "You are naturally my best disciple."

Yixing propped himself up, and said eagerly: "Teacher, then mark me, I...I want to be with the teacher forever."

Ming Shiyin ruffled his hair.His hair was soft, like clumps of silk.Ming Shiyin said, "Wait until you grow up."

"I've grown up!" He had longed for Ming Shiyin for too long, and was no longer satisfied with just following his back.He has a stronger desire in his heart: he wants to stand side by side with the teacher and become the other half who can support the teacher.

Ming Shiyin smiled and shook his head: "Wait a little longer." Wait until you know what love is and what love is; when you understand the true meaning of standing side by side and supporting each other; What a heavy responsibility and burden; and the bloody storm that is about to be faced.

Yi Xing was still a teenager at heart, and he said a little angry: "The teacher is afraid." You are afraid that I will go back on my word.I am afraid that I am too young to bear the promise of a lifetime.

Ming Shiyin still shook his head: "No." I am determined to win.For Ming Shiyin, controlling people's hearts couldn't be easier.

Alas, how can we tell the truth from the old fox.Yi Xing was almost bored to death.He was helpless and sad, so he could only lean in front of the teacher and hug Ming Shiyin aggrievedly.Ming Shiyin kissed him lightly on the shoulder, and heard the young man murmur to himself as thin as a mosquito: "I'm not afraid that I'll find someone to mark and run away with others..."

Ming Shiyin's kiss gradually spread to the glands at the back of his neck.Yi Xing flinched sensitively, then quickly relaxed, exposing the fragile glands between Ming Shiyin's lips, allowing him to lick, kiss and make love.The ambiguous atmosphere rose again, the peony fragrance became more intense, and Yi Xing closed his eyes obsessively.

When the next wave of lust came, he heard Ming Shiyin whispering in his ear: "If there is a day..."

"—I'll kill him."

—We should prohibit Yi Xing from picking all the peonies hidden in the Ming Dynasty to bald/fin