【Xue Xiao】Charcoal incense

Xue Yang was probably angry.

Being hung out by the dining table, the Taoist in white clutched the hem of his clothes nervously, guessing wildly in his mind.Although he has not left the Yizhuang too far, as long as Xue Yang is willing, once he steps out of the gate of the Yizhuang, he can charge himself with absconding.

Xiao Xingchen was afraid of Xue Yang.He originally thought that he had a thorough understanding of the boyish nature of his former little friend, but now it seems that he still doesn't know anything, so he can only carefully avoid places that might provoke that person's anger, so as to prevent him from persecuting others.Xiao Xingchen felt that from the beginning until now, he was the only one kept in the dark.

Xue Yang was rattling in the kitchen, not knowing what he was doing. Xiao Xingchen took a deep breath, feeling that it was hard to think quietly in such a noisy environment, so he stood up with his crutches and wanted to check the kitchen was blocked What a madman has done.

"Can't be idle?" Xue Yang's voice suddenly sounded, making Xiao Xingchen tremble.It seems that if the spiritual power is sealed, even the hearing will become dull.

Xiao Xingchen didn't reply, but Xue Yang wasn't annoyed, he just put a small earthen jar on the wooden table, and then ran back and forth a few times, before and after, several decent porridges were put out. A side dish, the smell is really mouth watering.

"Have a meal."

"...you will..." Xiao Xingchen showed confusion, and after struggling for a long time, the two words he spit out were full of distrust.He felt that even if Xue Yang went to the stove, he was doing something outrageous. Anything could be done by refining people and burning alchemy, but the fragrant food on this table was really different from his idea.

"What? Can't I know how to cook?" Xue Yang said speechlessly in his heart. Although I have been by your side for a few years, it doesn't mean that I lack the ability to live. Otherwise, how can I grow up? so big?He starved to death a hundred and eight thousand times on the streets of Kuizhou.

Seeing that Xiao Xingchen didn't respond, Xue Yang curled his lips, and pushed the Taoist back on the stool: "Don't try to starve yourself to death, I tell you, it's useless. Eat quickly, and I'll tell you something after eating."

Xiao Xingchen didn't mean to go on a hunger strike to show off his strength of character. He knew very well that under such circumstances, being high-spirited and bright would be called hypocrisy.Since I can't run away, I should recharge my energy and get something out of this person's mouth.

"How is A-Qing?"

Xue Yang clothed Xiao Xingchen with chopsticks and bowls, without raising his head: "That girl is so weird, she doesn't even have a shadow, even if I wanted to kill her, I can't kill her now." After speaking, his eyes rolled around, Feeling that it would not be worthwhile to tell Xiao Xingchen the news like this, he put down the spoon and added another sentence to add to the embarrassment, "But I don't know if she died somewhere else."

Xiao Xingchen frowned to save face, but since he knew that A-Qing was still safe, he just pretended that Xue Yang was sloppy, and asked, "How is Zichen?"

"...Daozhang, don't talk about food."

This is an idiomatic expression used by Xue Yang and A-Qing whenever Xue Yang and A-Qing argue at the dinner table and Xiao Xingchen is unable to adjust.

Confused by what he had said, Xiao Xingchen felt that he was no better than this little rascal, so he could only shut his mouth, picked up the small porcelain bowl in front of him, and put it under his nose to sniff.

The corner of Xue Yang's mouth twitched, and he sat down resisting the urge to scold his mother, and said through gritted teeth, "It's not poisonous. I wanted to kill you, but I did it on the bed yesterday. Do I want to make you feel good again?"

The Taoist heard this debauched speech, his pale face turned red, and then turned pale again because of being too humiliated. He was about to seek death yesterday, so is he still afraid that Xue Yang will poison the soup today?The more Xiao Xingchen thought about it, the more he felt ridiculous, even the first sip of soup he drank tremblingly seemed to be covering up.

"what about the taste?"

Xiao Xingchen picked up the chopsticks and didn't speak.Seeing that he took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks, Xue Yang should be satisfied with the meal, so he just smiled and stopped talking. As long as he is alive, is he afraid that he will not have time to teach him to be good in the future?

Xue Yang unsealed the earthen jar that had just been placed on the table, poured more than half a cup into his teacup, poked a piece of candied sweet potato with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing the sugar shell until it was crunchy.

Xiao Xingchen scooped up the soup in the bowl, picked up what was left that felt like meatballs, tried it with his tongue, and after confirming that it felt like ordinary minced meat, he took a bite.

Xue Yang did not poison him, nor did he force him to eat buns made of human flesh.Calculating and worrying, Xiao Xingchen couldn't figure out that Xue Yang could be so childish.He covered his mouth, the red blood quickly spread on his originally indifferent face, the tip of his tongue was burning hot, as if a few pieces of flesh had been cut off with scissors.The bright red millet pepper was finely chopped, and it was shrinking into the hollowed out hole in the center of the meatball, staring blankly at the daoist in white who was dazed by the heat.

The victim could vaguely hear the voice of the perpetrator leaking air as he choked back his laughter across the table.

Xiao Xingchen coughed for a while, tears were coming out of his face, he groped for something in the shape of a teacup, picked it up and put it to his burning mouth without thinking.

"Daozhang! Wait, that's..."

Before Xue Yang could stop him, the hot Xiao Xingchen gulped down the cup he just poured out.

"...I didn't even take a sip of the wine I brought back..."

What awaited the Taoist was not the coolness after being moistened by the tea, the fire on his tongue seemed to be poured with a spoonful of lamp oil, and rolled down Xiao Xingchen's throat all the way into his stomach, and when the pot exploded, the fishy, ​​bitter and spicy taste was instant The space overflowed his nostrils, blocking him so much that he couldn't even cough.

Xue Yang poured a glass of water with a smile, and swayed behind Xiao Xingchen to give him a hand, but after thinking about it, he touched Xiao Xingchen's hand firmly on the edge of the table with the glass: "Water."

Xiao Xingchen was dazed by the heat, took the cup, and took a sip tremblingly before he dared to drink up the rest of the water slowly.The appearance of being bitten by a snake this time really made Xue Yang laugh.

It was never boring to tease him.As Xue Yang thought about it, his smile gradually dimmed.He bent down to straighten Xiao Xingchen, and removed the white silk from his eyes. On the white bandage, there were two more dark red bloodstains.

"Tsk." The good mood was ruined just like that.Xue Yang randomly stuffed the white silk into the wide sleeves of the coat, moved closer, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xingchen, are you still going to do it?"

"Ah? What did you say?" The Taoist raised his head, the excessive blood on his face had begun to fade slowly, only his cheeks were still flushed, and he was even a little dazed when he responded, probably because he drank too much all at once. My head is numb.

Xiao Xingchen had never drunk alcohol.On the way he captured Xue Yang and went to Jinlin Terrace, Xue Yang saw a little girl give her own old wine to this beautiful trail, but Xiao Xingchen declined politely. Xue Yang had never seen this Taoist drink wine in Yicheng these years.It turned out that Xue Yang saw the monks of the Gusu Lan clan substituting tea for wine one by one at the Lanling Qing Conference, and he only spit on them for putting on a show, and secretly told them to make more waves.

Now looking at Xiao Xingchen who was staring in a daze, Xue Yang felt that he was short-sighted.

It seems that things can't be said.Xue Yang thought he was unlucky, so he coaxed a child: "Master Daoist, shall I help you go back to your room?"

"..."

Xue Yang was not in the mood to play dumb with the drunk, so he hooked out the stool under Xiao Xingchen's buttocks with his feet, reached out and grabbed the Taoist's knees, and hugged him horizontally.

Xiao Xingchen breathed lightly, the hot breath carried the aroma of wine that had not yet completely dissipated, it was even more intoxicating than that simple glass of wine.He couldn't find a place to focus on his hands, so he made fists and folded them in front of his chest, and his head leaned against Xue Yang's chest with unbearable drunkenness.

Yesterday's Xiao Xingchen was still extremely resistant to him, but now Xiao Xingchen is lying quietly in his arms.Xue Yang felt that he was going to be in a trance.If he had known that Xiao Xingchen, who was drunk, was so well-behaved, he should have given him a few big glasses before and got him done.He couldn't help tightening his hands. If Xiao Xingchen hadn't been so calm, he wouldn't have had the chance to hug this Taoist like this, and he wouldn't have known that this Taoist turned out to be so thin, clearly taller than himself. But it's frighteningly light, and the fleshy wrist seems to be broken if it is folded, it can't be seen that it is a person who cultivates immortals.

The slender neck was still the color of wine, and it was slightly tensed in the somewhat rapid breathing, clearly outlining the shape of the blood vessels on the side of the neck.Xue Yang cursed inwardly, and stopped looking at the Taoist priest, fearing that if he took a few more glances, the thing under him would raise its head again.

Xue Yang walked to the bed really lightly, but as soon as he touched the cold mattress, Xiao Xingchen still struggled, accompanied by untraceable punches and kicks, and severe coughing — Coughing close to retching.

The bed, myself, Xue Yang.

Even though he was drunk, the sound of his shouting and physical intercourse yesterday still clearly echoed in his ear corridor, and was infinitely amplified in the bedroom environment.The feeling of nausea rekindled the dying fire in his stomach, burned his heart and lungs, and awakened his gray memories.

Xue Yang looked at the Taoist on the bed without saying a word, as if he had been punched hard by something in his heart.He wanted to force himself to say that Xiao Xingchen was so funny, and wanted to continue talking nonsense.But his mind was still spinning, he was still awake, he knew that he, Xiao Xingchen and the bed had to disappear from the guest room for this stinky Taoist priest to stop.

Xue Yang chose to disappear by himself, sat back in front of the unchanged meal, picked up the chopsticks, and put them down again.His face was ugly, and there was a bit of forbearance that was very precious to "Xue Yang".

The stone he moved deserved to be dropped on his own feet.Xue Yang tapped his fingers on the tabletop, trying to convince himself, reckoning that with this strength, he would be able to dig a hole out of the wooden board in a short while.

After enduring it for about a quarter of an hour, Xue Yang finally couldn't help gathering up his spiritual energy and knocked over the broken table with a palm. The pots, bowls, chopsticks, and spoons on the table cracked and shattered.Xue Yang looked down at the hem of his clothes that had been affected by the soup, raised his head to the sky and screamed, feeling that he was really a rotten ghost, and his anger was half wilted.

"Take a look, take a look! Nanyu Medicinal Wine can cure all diseases! One sip prolongs life, two sips prolong life, one cup... oh guest, take a look at this wine, how about some?"

When he went out in the morning, Xue Yang saw a group of old men who seemed to be over half a century old, vying for money around a small shop hung with a bordered pennant. It is placed on the long table at the entrance of the store, and the mouth of the can is sealed with a vermilion cloth, which is quite mysterious.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of wine do you sell here?"

The owner of the shop was an old man. He saw a young man who stood out from the crowd during his busy work, and he felt that it was very fresh. He greeted him with a smile: "Nanyu tribute wine, nourishing and nourishing, to..."

As soon as the old man started talking enthusiastically, Xue Yang's attention was attracted by Xiao Xingchen not far away: The Taoist just came out of Yizhuang, looking around, but he couldn't see anything except darkness. A nervous and puzzled look.

Xue Yang couldn't help chuckling.

"Guest, are you listening?"

"Ah? Oh, here's a can." Naturally, Xue Yang didn't hear anything clearly, so he answered vaguely, took the wine handed by the store, turned around and walked towards Yizhuang, not thinking about paying the bill at all.

The store owner was in a hurry, and was about to ask for a reminder, when there was an extra piece of silver on the sales case:

"Don't be surprised by the owner, he has such a temper."

Xue Yang squatted down, and with his chopsticks, pulled the wreckage of the earthen jar that smelled heavily of alcohol, and a half-fish-half-horse-shaped thing was caught from it, probably the medicine primer for this wine.

"This is... Luolongzi?" Xue Yang looked at it for a moment, wondering what kind of wine it was, and closed his eyes to try to recall what the shopkeeper said.

——"Guest, Nanyu tribute wine, with Luolongzi as medicine, prolongs life, nourishes and strengthens yang. Hehe, to tell you the truth, if you drink it for your wife, it can also help in sex."

There was a loud noise from the back room, and Xue Yang opened his eyes in a jerk.

broken.

Xue Yang rushed to the bedroom, Xiao Xingchen was not on the bed, the quilt was in a mess, shoes and socks were crooked beside the bed, and there was a string of wet footprints on the blue-gray floor.

Xue Yang's heart beat extremely fast, and he followed his footprints all the way to the bathroom.He lifted the curtain, and the shocking scene was unforgettable for him all his life:

Xiao Xingchen knelt on the ground, resting on the wooden ladder beside the tub with one hand, holding his erect penis tremblingly with the other, whining in pain, his face flushed, as if unable to relieve himself.Surrounded by buckets and basins that were just overturned, the undrained residual water splashed on the Taoist's body, making the clothes gradually transparent, outlining the covered figure of the Taoist, hazy and alluring.

"you……"

The Taoist's profane hand stopped suddenly, and he subconsciously closed his wet clothes, his tone full of embarrassment and panic: "No! I...you don't want to come here..." Xiao Xingchen couldn't explain for a while, so he had to work hard Clamping her two limp legs tightly, she leaned against the tall bathtub, trying in vain to cover up her ugly appearance.But when he shrank his legs so obliquely, his bare buttocks were inevitably exposed to Xue Yang's sight. Between Yuxue's white buttocks, the bright red back hole was moistened with crystal mucus, and the fine folds were hard to see. I had no choice but to let the lewd water slide down the tip of the buttocks and merge into a small puddle on the floor.

Xue Yang suddenly felt the blood rushing from his lower body, and wanted to go up and tear Xiao Xingchen's clothes, making Xiao Xingchen cry and beg for mercy like yesterday, and was forced to surrender under his body to accept the whipping of the most primitive animal desire.

Xiao Xingchen was forced, Xue Yang clearly remembered this, even those refreshing tears and cries did not belong to him.Who is he coaxing, Xiao Xingchen, or himself?

"Master Dao, it's cold on the ground." Xue Yang squatted forward and whispered softly, breaking what could have been a strong statement into a question, "Shall I take you back to your room?"

"...Little friend?"

Xiao Xingchen was drunk and confused, the Luolongzi wine was really good, the medicine was strong, and the strength of the wine was so strong that it fascinated the Taoist, and he wanted to recognize Xue Yang as the gentle young man in the past.

"Little friend..." Xiao Xingchen stayed away from the barrel, moved closer to the direction of the sound, tentatively stretched out his hand to touch it, and really felt a warm embrace different from the cold air. Dang even his body softened and he completely relaxed. .

Seeing that someone was about to fall, Xue Yang subconsciously let go of his knees and knelt on the ground. When he regretted it, he had already received Daozi, who was covered in water, into his arms, and his body was also wet.

Forget it, getting angry with a drunk is just wasting yourself in vain.

Xue Yang exhaled, and tried to make his voice bright and cheerful: "The Taoist master doesn't know how to drink and wants to grab my drink. Look, isn't he falling into the trap?" The little friend's voice was peaceful. , a little more cunning would be perfect.After finishing speaking, Xue Yang picked up the belt on the ground, trying to help Xiao Xingchen put on his clothes.

But Xiao Xingchen tightly grabbed Xue Yang's clothes to prevent him from getting up, buried his head on his chest, panting heavily, his bloodshot ears were faintly visible in the black hair, exuding a seductive smell.

"Master Daoist, it's very embarrassing for you to call me that way." Xue Yang laughed teasingly, and the hands that helped people tidy up their clothes barely brushed against Xiao Xingchen's back, causing the Taoist body to tremble, "It's not easy to solve problems in the room." That's enough, won't it be uncomfortable to run here and get splashed with soup?"

"I... little friend..."

"……Um."

"...I'm afraid of being seen by you."

"Why?"

"...I'm afraid you feel...dirty..."

Xue Yang's hand stopped.His eyeballs were horribly bloodshot, and his two sharp canine teeth were almost worn out in his mouth.

This is the Xiao Xingchen he has never seen before.When we first met, he talked and smiled, and he was arrogant and awe-inspiring across the three provinces. He was like a willow spring breeze in Yicheng for several years, and he was sad, fearful and angry when he was overwhelmed by reality.In front of Xue Yang, he was afraid, afraid of a lunatic laughing at him, and afraid of the bully who made him blind and lost his friends; now he was afraid in front of his little friend, but he was afraid that the people he cared about would hate him and see him from now on. He is a libertine who is not as good as a shoe.

Xiao Xingchen arbitrarily separated Xiaoyou from Xue Yang, and tried his best to find someone who could make him feel at ease amidst drunkenness and lust.

Xue Yang wanted to tear apart the fantasies in Xiao Xingchen's mind at the moment, so he put a ladle of cold water on the drunkard's head, and told him that he was Xue Yang, the one who made him blind and lost his friends, not some scumbag Little friend, press him to the ground and fuck him to death, burn the painful and pleasant feelings deeply into his mind, just like yesterday.

The long silence made Xiao Xingchen's mood gradually drift to the bottom.The person hugging him is like an aphrodisiac, making his body even hotter. The process of waiting for a response is like a long wait, which makes the Taoist who is already very self-respecting even more embarrassed. His eyes are hot, and he is about to cry again .

A hand with well-defined joints and Xiao Xingchen's hand that had just slandered himself just now, and which still had thin body fluids, was held together. Xiao Xingchen was startled, afraid of dirtying that person, he hurriedly pulled his hand out, but was just caught. Stronger force tightly imprisoned:

"Dirty? No. Daoist, no one is cleaner than you."

Only in the short and beautiful few years in Nayi City, Xue Yang could gain Xiao Xingchen's unconditional dependence.

"Teacher, tell me, what makes you uncomfortable?" Xue Yang held up Xiao Xingchen's pink face, and gently placed a meaningful kiss on the Taoist's smooth forehead, "Say it."

What Xiao Xingchen couldn't bear the most was this young man's gentleness and just right cunning.He couldn't see, so he could only hear and smell. The clear voice and familiar smell intertwined in his mind, distracting his will, and made the image of that little friend come alive again in his mind.Immediately, Xiao Xingchen blushed a little more, tremblingly pulled Xue Yang's collar down a little, and whispered shyly in his ear, "The front...no...the back is also uncomfortable, and the back is even more uncomfortable."

Xue Yang completely disarmed in this soft monologue.After receiving the order, he touched Taoist's well-defined abdominal muscles with his fingertips, walked around the side waist, and moved to the secret place that made people so fascinated, causing Xiao Xingchen to groan.

Xue Yang is not the only one who Xiao has thought about for many years, it's just that Xiao Xingchen is ignorant of the affairs of the world, so his wishes appear too plain and elegant.In Xue Yang's dream, there is a voluptuous body and the graceful charm of a Taoist, but in Xiao Xingchen's dream, it is full of him and the sassy young man whose face cannot be seen clearly. It is quiet and peaceful, without any impurities.The most outrageous thing is that he and the young man nestled together in the red brocade quilt, relying on each other in the cold winter night, and fell asleep.The next day, the Taoist who woke up from the shame couldn't even talk to Xue Yang.

Xue Yang paused his hand halfway, suddenly smiled slyly, retracted his hand, lightly picked Xiao Xingchen's sizable pouch, wrapped the pulsating penis with his soft palm, and fiddled with it up and down , his gloves hadn't been taken off yet, the rough touch was rubbing against the skin that was about to burst, Xiao Xingchen whimpered, and wanted to clamp his legs tightly, but his knees were already numb, like porcelain ornaments Separated on both sides of the body.

As a man, if he wants to relieve the burning desire, the first thing to bear the brunt is naturally to wait on the tall and straight object at the front.Xiao Xingchen swallowed the saliva that overflowed his mouth, and what remained in his drunken brain was probably only a little shame. Others masturbated for him, and Xiao Xingchen couldn't hold back except under such a strong impact. He groaned loudly, more apologetic for being the only one enjoying himself: "Little friend, what am I... doing?" But when he blushed and spoke, the fleshy column under his body was let go without warning , the body was lifted up by the waist, "Woo..." The buttocks touched the wet and cold wooden board that was not covered with heat, and the spine was agitated for a while, and the coolness followed the dense meridians to the hot and dry sex organs. In the gap between the two, the swollen genitals flicked twice, and a stream of semen flowed out from the mouth of the bell, but it did not come out readily.

Xiao Xingchen's hand probed for a moment where he was, and felt that he was placed in a relatively high place, perhaps a wooden ladder next to the bathtub.Leaving the man's embrace, the cold air waited for an opportunity, and pressed against Xiao Xingchen's body one after another.The Taoist's body was trembling from the cold, he rubbed his arms, and his voice could not help but carry some grievances from being left out: "...Little friend?"

Xue Yang took off his gloves, moved forward, and put his hands between Xiao Xingchen's thighs.Xiao Xingchen nervously dodged backwards, but was blocked by the tall bathtub, so he could only let Xue Yang gently separate his legs that were together, exposing the restlessness of that fiery flesh column.

"Why... ah!"

The upright genitals entered a hot, humid and gentle place, the strange and comfortable feeling was like a wave of heat rushing towards his face, hitting Xiao Xingchen almost lost his essence immediately.

Xue Yang buried his head between the Taoist's legs, holding the throbbing genitals of the Taoist in his mouth.

When Jin Guangyao took Xue Yang to look for Jin Guangshan's old stallion in all kinds of Goulan brothels, he would inevitably come across some voluptuous scenes. Several women were huddled around Jin Guangshan's crotch, with extraordinary talent. Sao, the raised buttocks shook out the billowing waves of flesh.Xue Yang gnawed on an apple, watching a show, Jin Guangyao was still smiling when he heard the little hooligan sneer at "disgusting", just waiting to take his father who was not like his father back.

Xiao Xingchen was shocked, and wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.What is this place for?Can I hold it in my mouth too? "Little friend! Dirty, dirty...um..." In the middle of being angry, the rushing lust once again overwhelmed Xiao Xingchen's heart that wanted to be respectful, and it turned into a short moan on his lips, which was covered up by the Taoist in a panic. Under the palms glowing with peach powder.

Xue Yang licked the fragile shaft with his tongue, the rough coating and the smooth back of the tongue alternately, he flattened the protruding veins like playing tricks, and let it come out again, the lewd water oozed from the horse's eyes Rolled off by the tongue, the next wave flowed out continuously.

"Hmm... um..." Xiao Xingchen curled up his upper body and covered his mouth. At first glance, he looked like he was crying when he was extremely sad, but in fact, the corners of his uncovered mouth were covered with saliva. Uncontrollable lust.

The Taoist is almost sure that this is a dream.

Drunk people always have some self-righteous wholeness in their minds, and they recognize the intoxicating illusions that go deep into the bone marrow as real, and they regard the mirage-like sweet reality as a dream bestowed by heaven.

Xiao Xingchen is in such a paradoxical situation:

The real little friend is using his usual witty mouth to caress the things under him, leading him to the false paradise.

Xiao Xingchen tried his best to keep his mouth shut so as not to make a sound, but the tip of his tongue came out quietly, licking his palm wet with saliva, looking for the tingling pleasure in this weird position.Xue Yang sucked his crotch loudly, teasing Xiao Xingchen's genitals back and forth in the torment of vacuum and relaxation, and occasionally rubbed his canine teeth on the small hole in the front end, which could make Taoist convulse again.

After waiting for a while, Xue Yang couldn't speak, and Xiao Xingchen was too ashamed to speak.Xue Yang slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, brushed the surface of his tongue across the crown of the pillar, and poked the tip of his tongue fiercely at the small hole at the top. The Taoist's two thin, glue-like lips finally parted, and let out a painful sob:

"Woo——little friend... um..."

Xiao Xingchen's lower abdomen tightened, and he tightly hugged the prickly head under his body with both hands, and hid his cry in Xue Yang's hair.A thin layer of sweat broke out from the tip of the Taoist's nose, and his somewhat dry lips gently stroked the black hair exuding the aroma of acacia. He was trembling and panting, as if he was looking for a foothold for his timid kiss. Unknowingly, it was slightly like something in Xue Yang's mouth, occasionally touching the soft throat, next to the slightly shaking uvula, the sticky feeling made the Taoist intoxicated.

Xue Yang raised his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the Taoist's clean white clothes. The water-soaked cloth was pasted on the Taoist's chest, outlining the two gorgeous dogwood spots, which seemed to be a malicious tease to him.The lower body is swollen and painful, so it's not like it's urgent to be released.

Xue Yang's eyes darkened slightly, his tongue twirled vigorously around the soft mouth of the bell, and then he sucked in violently.

Xiao Xingchen's mind suddenly went blank, he screamed, put his arms around Xue Yang's head with one hand, and tightly clenched the cloth on Xue Yang's shoulders with the other, using this man as a life-saving floating board in the torrent of happiness As if unwilling to let go, his legs subconsciously clamped the head, longing for more tenderness.

A thick salty liquid shot into Xue Yang's mouth and hit the wall of his throat. He coughed lightly, and spat out that somewhat weak fleshy column.

The inaudible short cough was caught by the Taoist. He didn't have time to blushed and burned his ears and cheeks, so he reached out and hurriedly touched Xue Yang's face, trying to raise the man's head: "I'm sorry, little friend, hurry up, spit out... ..."

Xue Yang straightened up suddenly.

Two lips smeared with their own scent blocked the rest of the words back into the Taoist's throat, the tongue covered with slimy semen broke through the defenseless jaws, mixed with the other helpless pink tongue, intersecting each other Crossing the body fluid, sharing the white turbidity in the mouth.

The strong smell diffused, covering the taste of the medicinal wine, and filled the mouths of the two with the sound of tsk tsk water, which was actually more arousing to lust than the Luolongzi.

"Hmm..." The oxygen was slowly withdrawn from the brain, Xiao Xingchen was a little confused, he didn't hate the smell of musk deer, and the numbing pleasure swept through the brain, as if he would suffocate to death in the next second, I don't want to leave those soft lips.Seeing this Taoist's persistent appearance, Xue Yang loosened his mouth first, allowing Xiao Xingchen to breathe freely.

Xiao Xingchen's tongue was still sticking out reluctantly, pulling out a broken silver thread.He almost took a deep breath anxiously——

Then he kissed back again.

Xue Yang froze in place.

The green pink tongue lightly licked Xue Yang's lips, and with a timid flattery, he licked away the traces of semen left on Xue Yang's mouth bit by bit.Xiao Xingchen put Xue Yang's hot lower lip in his mouth, sucked a mouthful, with a shy face, and the hot air from his mouth drifted towards Xue Yang's ear with a low request:

"Little friend... the back, I feel uncomfortable..."

The thick nasal voice was sucked into Xue Yang's ear canal without any hesitation by the pinna, making a buzzing sound on the thin eardrum.At that moment, the absurd thought of hoping that the Taoist in front of him would not sober up for the rest of his life popped into Xue Yang's mind.

Or, it would be nice if the Taoist who showed such a crazy and obsessive attitude was sober.

The young man in black almost snapped at the back of the Taoist's head, his mouth suddenly covered the Taoist's swollen red lips, sucking and gnawing, like a very hungry beast, Eager to take full possession of the prey under its claws.Xue Yang held the Taoist's slender waist with one hand, and slowly brought all of Xiao Xingchen's weight onto his body, and as the Taoist wished, he stroked his smooth buttocks with the other hand, and finally came to the back of the mouth .

Long before Xue Yang's arrival, Xiao Xingchen's acupoints had already spit out strands of lewd liquid under the urging of the medicinal wine. When Xue Yang inserted the first finger, Xiao Xingchen frowned slightly because of the unbearable emotion. Finally, there was a moment of stretching, but it wrinkled a little bit when adding the second and even the third finger.

No, not enough.Xiao Xingchen muttered, tears began to ooze from the corners of his eyes, Yuxue's buttocks took the initiative to meet the expanding knuckles in the tunnel, her fingernails were trembling and digging at the surrounding flesh walls unevenly, disrupting the The rhythm of Xiao Xingchen's breathing, however, has yet to touch the soft, soft flesh that is deeper.

Pandas in the Sichuan and Sichuan regions are docile and well-behaved, and they like to eat green bamboo, but as long as they have eaten meat, the bamboo will be as boring as chewing wax in their mouths.The finger entered too smoothly, fiddled with the Taoist's will hanging in mid-air, flexibly stirred up the more vigorous desire in the Taoist body, but still failed to stimulate a deeper level of pleasure, this made Xiao Xingchen twist himself a little dissatisfied body.

This meaty body seeks bigger and fuller things to invade and occupy itself.

There is no such word as prudence and self-denial in Xue Yang's dictionary. Feeling Xiao Xingchen's warm invitation, Xue Yang couldn't bear it any longer. He pulled out his fingers, took off his pants, and hugged Xiao Xingchen into his arms again.

The mouth of the acupoints that had been smudged bright red was glowing with water, and when they opened and closed, they were obviously prepared enough to touch Xue Yang's Zihong's genitals, making the smooth glans glistening with water.

Xue Yang held Xiao Xingchen's crotch, pointed his fleshy column at the opening of the acupuncture point, and then, without warning, completely let go.

"Ugh-"

Xiao Xingchen's body fell down at an extremely fast speed, relying solely on gravity to swallow the terrifying giant in one gulp.Huaxin was hit by the stigma unsuspectingly, and a stream of lewd liquid escaped from the gap between the genitals and the flesh wall, and almost sprayed onto Xue Yang's pubic hair, dripping down the curvy hair .At the same moment, Xiao Xingchen also ejaculated a second stream of semen from his half-upright shaft, which landed on Xue Yang's well-defined abdominal muscles.

After the Taoist ate such a bite, he was so refreshed that he almost lost his breath.His body was tense for a while, and then his bones softened and he was about to fall to the ground. Xue Yang stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Xiao Xingchen's crooked body.

He gently stroked the Taoist's sweaty cheek.The fiery intestinal wall shrank and greedily rushed to the genitals, scrambling to wrap the hot cockroach, as if extremely thirsty, and had to suck out a stream of thirst-quenching semen.My genitals are perfectly connected to Taoist's lascivious honeypot, every fold is smoothed, no bleeding, no pain, no struggle, no resistance.

Xue Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, he couldn't smile at all on this occasion where he should sigh most briskly.

Instead, Xue Yang twitched his waist violently, once and for all, using only the force of his waist to let his genitals dig into the soft intestines, as if he had worked hard, and at the same time, as if wanton revenge, he fucked that Taoist until he was wet.

Xiao Xingchen's nipples were pressed against Xue Yang's body through the clothes, and they were rubbed so red and swollen.Xue Yang supported Xiao Xingchen with his hand, and he bit the knot around the Taoist's waist with his teeth, and with a light pull, the cloth belt tied around his waist loosened in circles.Without the restraint of the belt, the already messy Taoist robe was immediately opened, exposing the two bright red nipples that seemed to have been painted with rouge in the cool air.

"Little friend... woo..." The tip of the warm tongue slid across the erect dogwood, lingering around the obscene areola, causing the Taoist to tremble again, his chin rested on Xue Yang's shoulder, his teeth collided with the grinding pleasure, and then The intestines in the hole suck the thick and hot genitals, feeling the beating of the tendons clinging to it.

Long Yang, Duanxiu.In the past, these were unfamiliar words that Xiao Xingchen could only hear from other people, or learned from some miscellaneous books.Even though he is ignorant, Xiao Xingchen also knows that men and men cannot inherit offspring, so he naturally often wonders and asks: Since he can't conceive flesh and blood, why does a man fall in love with a man?

Xiao Xingchen used Xue Yang's shoulder to restrain his mouth from opening and closing, preventing himself from screaming.

Why is there a man who would rather have no offspring in his life, be cast aside as unfilial, but still willing to join hands with another man for the rest of his life?This answer may be something that Xiao Xingchen, who is sober, will not be able to get in his entire life.

Pain can only be tolerated, joy, anger, sorrow and fear can be swallowed, but desire is like a prairie fire, which makes people unable to hide.The ecstasy brought by the back acupoint, the warm smile that seems to exist in the mind, is the sweet forbidden fruit, once tasted for the first time, even if the fruit core is as dangerous as poisonous poison, one cannot stop.

"Daozhang, can you call me out? I can't see your eyes, and I can't hear your voice anymore. I'm afraid I'm going crazy because of grievances..."

Xue Yang felt that he was like a mirror now. The Taoist was docile and well-behaved, and he couldn't get angry. It seemed that the usual perverted madness was just a thin dust on the mirror, blown away by the drunk Taoist Yurun's body and gentle attitude. trace.

After finishing speaking, Xue Yang took Xiao Xingchen's nipple in his mouth, and took two deep breaths like sucking milk.

"Little friend...don't, ah...um..." The Taoist panted anxiously, and lightly restrained Xue Yang's head with his hands again, his mind wandering, naturally he didn't intend to stop him.

Xiao Xingchen's acupuncture point bit Xue Yang, and Xue Yang moved his mouth to nibble on Xiao Xingchen's breasts, sucking while nibbling, Taoist's body trembled with the rhythm of his sucking, and the wall of the rear acupuncture point tightened and loosened. Open, spitting out without restraint, like a lewd game.

Xue Yang became addicted to playing, and the force between his teeth became stronger little by little, and the more he bit, the harder he bit.