Yu Wu

The nuclear boat soared in the floating clouds and the sky, and the speed of the boat was at the same speed as it, but the distance was very far away. Obviously, Murong Chuyi's dislike for Jiang Yexue had reached the extreme, and he was not even willing to join them.

At dusk, the setting sun plunges into the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and the rays of light flowing on the side of the boats are like rivers in the world.Gu Mang had never seen the world before, so he had been squatting on the side of the boat to look around, his rain-washed blue eyes reflected the golden crow sinking west for a while, and the mountains and rivers for a while.

Just as he was watching, something suddenly poked his calf twice.

Gu Mang turned his head, he didn't see anyone at first glance, his eyes lowered, and then he saw that it was a ceramic servant who had been enchanted and could walk and move.The servant drew very crudely, one eye was high and the other was low, and the nose and mouth were squeezed into a ball. Gu Mang saw it funny, and laughed out loud: "Who pinched this? Hahaha, this is too big." It's ugly!"

The bamboo curtain of the cabin was raised and lowered, and Jiang Yexue, dressed in white, came out from inside.Sitting on a wooden wheelchair with flowing spiritual power, he said to Gu Mang, "You pinched it."

"..."

Seeing Gu Mang's surprised and confused expression, Jiang Yexue smiled: "It was a long time ago, when you were still in the army, you saw that I was making a clay figurine, so I had to make one. It's just that you were impatient at that time." That's great, I always do things on a whim and anticlimactic, if you follow me halfway, you will get bored, so you just draw a facial features in a perfunctory way."

"So that's how it is..."

Gu Mang looked at the ugly pottery figurine, thinking that it was actually made by himself, and his emotions were a little delicate.

And this terracotta figurine does look a little old, and some of the paint has lost its color.It circled around Gu Mang, opened and closed its crooked mouth, and said clumsily, "Eat, eat."

Gu Mang touched the depths of his sleeves, and said helplessly, "I didn't bring anything delicious, besides, you're a person made of clay, what do you want to eat?"

The ugly pottery figurine still insisted: "Eat, eat!"

Gu Mang thought to himself, this stubborn and frowning look was a bit similar to Mo Xi.But these words can only be thought about casually in the heart, no matter whether Mo Xi himself knows, or Chonghua's women who are infatuated with Xi Hejun know, it is enough for him to drink a pot.Gu Mang sent it away: "There's nothing for you to eat, let's go."

The ugly terracotta figurine stretched out his small hand and tugged at him: "Eat, eat!"

Jiang Yexue smiled and said, "It's not asking you what you want to eat, it's asking you to enter the cabin to eat."

Gu Mang originally thought that this kind of "distance travel" could only be stuffed with some dry food, but he didn't expect to be able to sit down to eat, so he couldn't help wondering: "Did you cook the food?"

"No."

"Forget it." Gu Mang shook his head like a rattle, "What Mr. Xihe did is simply impossible to import."

Jiang Yexue said: "I put a few of these little clay figurines in the nuclear boat, cast some spells on them, and made all the meals from them. Although it's just a simple meal, but..." He paused, smiled Said, "It's still better than what Mr. Xihe did."

Only then did Gu Mang feel relieved, but then he turned his head and glanced at the painting boat that was far away, and asked, "We don't call Xiaolong...cough, don't we ask Mr. Murong to eat?"

"Uncle, he won't come." Jiang Yexue's expression dimmed slightly, appearing dim in the setting sun.With a slight flick of his fingertips, the wooden wheelchair turned around and entered the cabin, "Let's go."

In the cabin, there are also two small clay figurines busy back and forth serving vegetables and pouring tea.However, compared to the one made by Gu Mang, the two of them are really much prettier. The nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, a man and a woman, with cute naive looks.

The dishes on the table are indeed not top-notch, but they are refreshing and delicious, and the tea is also clear and sweet.Gu Mang didn't like drinking tea, so Jiang Yexue also prepared a pot of warm wine.

Mo Xi said, "Drink less."

Jiang Yexue said softly: "Xiangxue wine is not easy to get drunk, if he likes it, you can let him."

Gu Mang licked his lips and smiled innocently.

Mo Xi glanced at the wet tip of his tongue that was sticking out to lick his lips, and said with some displeasure, "Elder Qingxu, he is wearing a sinful body, why should you treat him with the old courtesy."

But having said that, let Gu Mang go.

It is true that Xiangxue wine is not easy to get drunk, but wine is wine after all. Gu Mang was greedy for a while, and thought it was very sweet, and it was a bit sweet after drinking more. In addition, the food made by the small pottery figurines tasted very novel. Vegetables and soup are also carried out by them.Gu Mang stuffed three more bowls than usual in order to see the clumsy and funny appearance of the pottery figurines scooping up rice a few more times.

After eating, they each went back to the cabin to rest. Due to Gu Mang's spiritual flow was unstable, there was a situation where his spiritual power went berserk when he was under Murong Lian, and their nuclear boat was flying high in the sky, so they should not be in danger. Mo Xi should try his best He was watching him all the time, so that night, Gu Mang slept in the same cabin as him.

"I'm so full..." Gu Mang groaned while holding his stomach, and fell headlong on the bed.

"Get up." Mo Xi was obsessed with cleanliness, and forced him by holding him, "Go take a shower before going to sleep."

Gu Mang refused: "I won't wash it."

"If you don't wash it, roll on the deck and make the floor."

Gu Mang really hugged the quilt, ready to go to the deck to blow the wind to sleep.

Mo Xi raised his brows angrily, dragged him back, and said sharply, "Who told you to go out? Lie down."

Gu Mang's eyes were sleepy, his blue eyes were like misty lakes: "Can I not take a bath?"

"No."

"Please, Mr. Xihe..."

"No."

"Owner."

"No."

"Princess."

"Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?"

Gu Mang curled his lips and said aggrievedly, "Good junior..."

"..." Mo Xi grinds his back molars, "Gu Mang, please wake up!"

Gu Mang's eyebrows were about to wrinkle into balls, and he slowly shrunk: "I really don't want to wash... I have no energy all over... How about you wash it for me?"

Mo Xi was originally stern like a stern teacher, but he was caught off guard by such a retort, and suddenly he was at a loss for words, and his expression was rather awkward.

In this way, the majesty of reprimanding people was weakened by three points in an instant.

"...Don't even think about it."

Gu Mang sighed, fell on the bed, and fell sprawled in the quilt, apparently planning to sleep like this.Mo Xi had nothing to do with him, so he had to go to the grooming place, take a shower, and change into clean clothes.

He originally thought that Gu Mang was playing tricks on purpose in order not to take a bath.But when he came back, he saw Gu Mang huddled deep in the mattress, clutching his stomach, frowning, and moaning softly, his soft black hair hanging down his pale cheeks.

It was completely unnecessary to pretend at this time, Mo Xi was startled for a moment, realizing that he was really uncomfortable.So, wiping his wet hair, he walked to Gu Mang's bed, lowered his head and asked him, "What's wrong? Still feeling uncomfortable?"

Gu Mang's slender eyelashes trembled, and a slit was opened slightly, his blue eyes were a little watery, he glanced at Mo Xi weakly, and muttered, "Mmm. I ate too much...too full, my stomach hurts."

"..." Mo Xi was silent for a while, and then uttered a word, "Yes."

But he still sat down next to Gu Mang, and waved to Gu Mang with a calm face: "Get over here."

Gu Mang hesitated for a moment, thinking that this person is usually not to be offended, but now that he is weak and weak, he can't offend him even more.So he rolled twice on the bed, rolled to Mo Xi's hand, and sighed: "Do you want to keep rolling?"

Mo Xi said, "Lie down and don't move."

Gu Mang lay flat like a salted fish.

But at this time, his clothes were already very messy, with the flaps wide open, revealing a large area of ​​tight skin with old scars underneath.Mo Xi took a look, his eyes were a little dark, he raised his hand to close Gu Mang's collar again, then put his hand on Gu Mang's stomach, and slowly rubbed it.

Gu Mang twitched his lips twice: "Princess, are you punishing me for eating too much?"

Mo Xi said angrily, "What do you think?"

This is really not to blame for Gu Mang's villainous heart. The main reason is that Mo Xi is too stubborn. He went back and forth to feel sorry for Gu Mang too many times before, so Gu Mang felt that his slightly vigorous rubbing was also a form of punishment. One, it's just that this way is not too sad, although it feels weird when being rubbed, but the discomfort in the stomach is actually relieved by the rubbing and rubbing.

Gu Mang lay on the bed, his eyes gradually became hazy.Finally, with his head tilted, his face resting on Mo Xi's arm, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

That night, he dreamed again, and those lost memories radiated hazy light in his rusted mind.

He dreamed of the low tent, the howling wind outside the tent, the smell of pear blossoms in his nostrils, and the honey-like smell of Mo Xi.

It is the night of the weak crown.

Before, he only dreamed that Mo Xi kissed him, and then the memory was interrupted, so that for a long time, Gu Mang was confused about what happened next, and why the state of the two of them at that time made him feel hot and uneasy .But at this moment, perhaps because of the drunkenness, and because Mo Xi is helping him massage his throbbing stomach at the bedside, that powerful rhythm seems to coincide with another rhythm in his memory. .

Just as the clouds cleared and the mist cleared, he suddenly remembered.

It was on this night that he carried a spring picture from a second-hand book stall, full of bad intentions, and planned to give Junior Brother Mo a gift of adulthood, but he didn't expect to burn himself, and was dragged down by Mo Xi on the camp couch... …

The weak wooden boards creaked under them, and he was trapped under Mo Xi's entire cage, his nostrils were filled with the other party's breath, and he had nowhere to go.

He didn't remember what Mo Xi said to him at that time, he only knew that when he realized it, Mo Xi's hands were already untying his waist—the hands were tense, as if a boy was untying his desire. Congratulations for a long time.

As for Gu Mang himself, he was not much better at the time. He even felt that he was more nervous than Mo Xi, because he had always been able to handle Mo Xi with ease, he was a tolerant and guardian, and he was Mo Xi's friend. "elder brother".

But when he was tightly oppressed by this young man's heavy body, he suddenly felt that this long-standing position was reversed.For the first time, he noticed that the little son he loved, protected, and feared that others would hurt him was actually not as obedient and polite as he imagined.

Instead, there was a man with broad shoulders and amazing strength, and before that, he actually felt that this man needed and only needed his guidance and protection.

His Adam's apple moved, he licked his wet lips, his eyes moved around uneasily, he tried to get back his familiar brotherly feeling, but he couldn't.

What was reflected in his eyes was Mo Xi's emotional face at that time.

On that handsome, young, ascetic face, there was a haze of erotic desire, so that Mo Xi's usually cold and restrained black eyes looked a little confused, like a young animal that had fallen into a desire trap by mistake.

Hina means youthful, reckless, with endless power to break.

The beast means nature, ambition, and boundless desires to be vented.

Gu Mang was stared at by those eyes, and the silk fell off, like a shell being pried open, revealing the trembling fresh mussels and the secret breath of the deep sea.

The soft clam meat was grasped by hot fingers, and the feeling made him unable to hold his breath and let out a low gasp. He swallowed in his throat, and then slowly opened his moist eyes... He saw Mo Xi's appearance at this moment ——That's really...that's really exciting and terrifying.

The young man has a broad chest, a thin waist but well-proportioned muscles, and Mo Xi didn't have many scars on his body back then.Especially heart.At that time, Mo Xi's heart was still intact, without the wound that Gu Mang stabbed himself later.

Gu Mang looked at this powerful body, the air around him seemed to be stagnant, and he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't know how things had come to be like this.

He was obviously the person he wanted to protect, but he took him with a strong and undeniable posture as a possessor.He drank too much wine at the time and couldn't bear too many details, but he could easily regain the feeling when he was cut open by his junior.

It hurts.It's a sharp pain.

At that time, Mo Xi was too young and too reckless, for such a long time not to possess the man he had been thirsty for for a long time, when he finally couldn't restrain it, the long-suppressed desire for love was actually almost revenge Earth is exploding.

Gu Mang remembered that he seemed to be talking a lot of nonsense at that time. For the sake of face, for the sake of being able to get along with him calmly the next day, or for some other reason, he seemed to endure the pain of collapse and pain, and kept saying that he had played countless games. of men and women.Mo Xi was not good at this and didn't know how to do it. Hearing what Gu Mang said, he became more and more restless, and his strength became more and more out of control.

He remembered that Mo Xi picked him up and made him half lean against the head of the bed.

Under the candlelight, the youth's eye sockets were reddish, the redness was due to anger, unwillingness, lust, and grievance...

The young man held his face, kissed his cheek, finally got up, and looked down at him from top to bottom.That handsome, ascetic face almost made him feel strange because of paranoia and love.

Before he completely occupied him, he said a word: "Brother, look at me carefully, and then look down at yourself... I don't care how many people you have fucked before, I want you to see clearly..."

The unresolved excitement of being about to be claimed is accompanied by the young man's deep, sad, and lustful eyes.

"Who's here from you..." Mo Xi pressed him, the creepy moistness was so clear and palpable, his hoarse voice almost reached the depths of Gu Mang's soul with his lust, "First a man."

Gu Mang let out a muffled groan, his neck was lifted up fragilely, he was trembling, his soul seemed to be torn apart, his eyes were trembling and wide open, his tears flowed down, the waist that would never be bent on the battlefield, all of a sudden It became soft, and the eyes were dazzled.

He didn't realize anything, the pain, heat, and breathing could burn people, and his heartbeat was like thunder.He felt that his limbs were trembling, and his flesh and blood were burning.

When he regained his senses, he opened his wet eyes wide and watched the light and shadow flowing on the ceiling of the tent, as if the Milky Way was passing through the entangled souls of the two, and everything was in chaos.

Gu Mang remembered that he was controlled by Mo Xi. At the beginning, the man's emotions were restrained, but later on, the young man's desire was overwhelmed, the heat burned up like wildfire, and the beads of sweat were like Realized love connects the two closely.He felt like the ooze in the opponent's hand, his limbs and bones were soaked in spirits, and turned into a gurgling stream of flames in the scorching air, leaving with consciousness.

His memory is a bit messy, but he can still recall Mo Xi's slightly panting sexy lips at that time, he can think of Mo Xi's deep voice lingering in his ear, and the brazen perfection in that dim light. body of.

What is this doing?

What did these actions bring to them, and what did they mean... Gu Mang now had no idea, he only felt the same excitement in the dream of this memory.

But that stimulating force was accompanied by such a heavy uneasiness, which made Gu Mang feel at a loss as to what to do.

Such entanglement, intimacy—what does it mean?Is it some kind of contract, or some kind of possessive oath?

Mo Xi said, look clearly, who is your first man.

That kind of tone, paranoid and sad, warm and passionate... just tormented his heart so straightforwardly.

I don't remember how long this dream lasted. At the end, everything was blurry and viscous, with chaotic light and shadow.And suddenly at a certain moment, an overly strong wave surged up, and Gu Mang couldn't help but uttered the same hoarse voice as in his memory: "...Master, Junior Brother...you..."

As if stepping on the ground, Gu Mang suddenly opened his eyes.

He was panting violently, and after the intense trembling, he was like a tide descending, his whole body was soaked in sweat, his wet lips were slightly parted, his whole body was trembling, and a pair of blue eyes raised dimly——

His eyes were still confused and helpless.

Wet.

He couldn't tell what night it was, this was a feeling he had never felt before.In the past, dreams were dreams, and waking up was waking up. He had never had such a strong sense of illusion after waking up.

He stayed where he was for a long time, stayed still for a long time, and panted for a long time before his breathing gradually slowed down, and his blue eyes gradually became focused.

He raised his head slowly.

Still on the nuclear boat, still in the cabin.The tent and the youth they were all gone, and he finally returned to reality.Gu Mang swallowed, like an abandoned dog that just swam ashore from a cold pool, and slowly raised his moist blue eyes.

The one facing him was Mo Xi's obviously stiff face in the light of the candles.

Gu Mang's fingertips were still trembling, and he muttered jerky and blankly: "Mo Xi?"

"..."

He still didn't know why: "I... What's wrong with me...?"

He said, looking down at his hands, his sweat-soaked clothes, and...

Gu Mang didn't need to describe his symptoms in detail, Mo Xi glanced down at him, took a panoramic view of all the embarrassment and wetness on the underwear, and then fell into an even weirder silence.

The author has something to say:

"If the characters acted in TV dramas"

Mo Xi: I chose "Harry Potter", because the only person with a split soul there is Voldemort, so it is impossible for Gu Mang to have a split soul.

Gu Mangmang: I choose "A Bite of China". (Interviewer Caibao: ??? The main character in it is food, do you want to dress like boiled meat??)

Jiang Fuli: I choose "Fortune Life".

Murong Lian: I choose "Golden Triangle", I can take this opportunity to smoke more A+ cigarettes.

Jiang Yexue: I choose "Four Great Gods", I can still use a wheelchair.

Murong Chuyi: I choose "Doraemon".

Yue Chenqing: I choose "Dream of Red Mansions". I will play Jia Baoyu and my uncle will play Lin Daiyu. (Cai Bao: Your ideas are dangerous.)

Hua Po Dark: Do I need to choose?I only live in the legend, well, then I will choose "The Temptation of the Teacher"... There is no such drama?Well, let's go to "Naruto", after all, it is also called "Killer Ninja", which fits my personality.

Shen Tang: I'm free, as long as I'm not asked to act in "Confucius", it's all deceptive.