【Lotus Cake】A husband and son fell from the sky

After all, Ao Bing has lived for not too many years, no matter how unexpected things happen to him, no matter what his insides are, he has cultivated a calm and calm face.

So he forcibly suppressed the turbulent waves that suddenly surged up in his heart. First, he clasped Nezha's hand that was holding his waist tightly, and then turned his face slightly, trying to calm down as much as possible. Panting, the voice was cold, like pouring cold water on Nezha's head: "The third prince is drunk."

Nezha's hand holding his waist did not move at all, and even stretched out his other hand to firmly clasp the back of his neck, pressing Ao Bing closer to him, and their foreheads met. Ao Bing could even feel the slight curve of Nezha's lips: "If you hold back all the way, you just want to tell me this?"

Ao Bing didn't evade, looked straight at him, and said sincerely: "Since the third prince knows, then I won't hide it. I really have a lot of doubts in my heart, so I ask the third prince to clarify."

Nezha closed his eyes and smiled, "Ask again, believe it or not, I will tie you back to Donghai right now?"

Ao Bing: "..."

... Just don't ask, why bother.

Ao Bing was wandering around when he suddenly heard a clear and shallow child's voice resounding in his ears, haunting him like a ghost. It’s a great time, but it’s a pity.”

Ao Bing was startled, and hearing the voice was very familiar, he remembered A Yin hiding the golden paper conch on his body, his expression moved slightly, and before he could speak, he heard A Yin continue to say: " Aniang doesn't have to respond to the baby, just pretend nothing happened, and react more freely, otherwise even if Daddy is drunk, you will definitely not be able to hide it from him. There is a sound transmission formula attached to the gold paper conch, and you and I can use it to transmit sound at any time. I can hear all the voices from Mother, but Mother can only hear my voice, but no matter what, outsiders can't hear a single bit." After a pause, the voice laughed again: "Mother, don't worry about the baby having other tricks. Now that the baby is heavily bound, it is already a great skill to be able to perform the sound transmission formula behind the father's back."

Ao Bing is open-minded by nature, and he is the worst at deceiving, so he is forced to listen to A Yin's rambling to him, and at the same time pretend to hide his careful Nezha with a calm expression. For him, this kind of thing has exhausted his whole life. up.However, Nezha's mind was so keen that even though he was soaked in the overwhelming smell of alcohol, he still noticed the strangeness of Ao Bing.So he narrowed his eyes slightly, stepped forward and pecked the corner of Ao Bing's lips finely, and asked slowly: "What are you thinking, tell me?"

Over there, A Yin kept fanning the flames in his ears: "Daddy meant to let go, since mother has already become suspicious, why don't you take this opportunity to go down the slope and investigate what happened a hundred years ago. It just so happens that the baby is also wanting to know, so I can help my mother."

Ao Bing was silent in his heart, and he had already figured out a general idea after a series of causes and consequences.

This child deliberately acted coquettishly and foolishly, showing off his innocence at the Buddhist and Taoist seminar, probably in order to arouse his own suspicion, so that he would be willing to find out the ins and outs for him.Thinking that this child is so smart, he should have suspected why his life experience was so feared, and he needed many magic weapons to suppress him. The suppression of the magic weapon is limited, and there is really no disturbance. It just happened to meet Ao Bing by accident, so he fell into this trick.

As for himself, he smiled wryly in his heart, knowing that this was a trick, yet he had no choice but to drill in. This child accurately and ruthlessly grasped his eagerness to know the truth, so that he knew it was a trick, so Will willingly jump in.

It's been a long time since Ao Bing answered, Nezha frowned, and bit his lips gently: "Why don't you talk?" After a pause, his voice suddenly sank coldly: "Who are you thinking about?" ?”

...Of course I'm thinking of your scheming son.

So whatever he wanted, A Yin over there continued to speak in a very appropriate way: "Mother, your thinking was wrong at the beginning. I have listened to you all the way, and I understand what you mean by drinking daddy, but come on, man It is not necessary to tell the truth after drinking, but it is true to have sex after drinking."

Ao Bing vaguely guessed what he was going to say, and before he almost stopped shouting, A Yin had already spoken out his conjecture slowly: "If mother is willing to coax daddy on the bed, one sentence will definitely be worth a hundred!" In other words, when you are distracted and infatuated, are you still afraid that your father will not speak?"

Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, and when he realized the meaning of this sentence, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of old blood was almost splashed more than three feet.

A child who was raised well in heaven, who did he learn from to be such a disciple!

However, before he finished slandering in his heart, the real apprentice in front of him had already pressed his hands, swept up the messy cups and plates on the table, and pressed him firmly on the stone table. Thinking that this kind of thing that is not suitable for children can't be heard by A Yin, he didn't resist in a hurry, but took the lead in taking a soundproof spell on the place where he put the gold paper conch.

One hand skillfully tore open his underwear, stuck it inside, and touched Ao Bing's waist with his hot palm directly against the flesh.Feeling that his earlobe was being sucked unhurriedly, and even felt a slight tingle like punishment, the man pressing on him gave a hoarse chuckle in his ear: "You are not paying attention, Tell me, who were you thinking about just now?"

Ao Bing couldn't help panting lightly following his movements, gritted his teeth and said, "You're overstepping the rules, let go!"

As if hearing some funny joke, Nezha couldn't help laughing out loud: "I've overstepped the rules?" He turned his head and kissed him on the side of his face: "What's the relationship between you and me, didn't you already guess Is it out?"

Ao Bing paused, knowing that Nezha had seen his thoughts clearly from the inside out, so he had no choice but to say honestly: "I have indeed vaguely guessed, and I am indeed aware of the hidden twists and turns. I am curious, and I really want to find out clearly, but before the truth is revealed, I still..."

Before the words fell, the remaining consonance was suddenly swallowed between the lips and teeth.

Ao Bing's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a soft and hot touch from his lips, like a wind blowing a heat wave on a cold lake, boiling the calm water.His tightly wrapped mouth seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire, which burned every corner violently. The fire made his heart tremble, and so did his hands, so he could only be forced to open his throat and look up. Accept this slightly rough kiss.

The looming and flickering magic seal was reflected in front of his eyes, as if a lamp was lit in his foggy thinking, splitting the thick and covering fog, and illuminating some of the past that he had completely forgotten.Ao Bing was dazed by the overwhelming kisses, and he was still able to distract himself from thinking about something he should have thought of long ago——

I am the Lingzhu, he is the magic pill, the world has been integrated since the first division, how can I take it for granted that I have nothing to do with him in this life?

How can I never doubt this?

What am I forgetting?Or... who tampered with what?

Those indistinct memories were like a group of shadows that were about to melt away. Ao Bing was heartbroken. After his hands and wrists were relaxed, the hand that was about to push back paused for a moment, and he directly pulled Nezha by force. He continued to deepen the kiss without hesitation.

Lingzhu seemed to feel the breath of the magic pill from afar, and gradually echoed in Ao Bing's body, and Ao Bing also felt that the closer their breath was entangled, the memories that were about to fade away would become clearer.He couldn't help but wonder if A Yin's words were not just nonsense, but hinting at how he could quickly retrieve his memory?

There was a stabbing pain in his head, those heavy and sticky panting, lean and firm body, and the entanglement and collision that seemed to be branded into his soul, flashed through his mind like a lantern.He couldn't see the face of that person in his memory clearly, but he could vaguely see the blood-red tattoo on that person's forehead, like a fire lotus blooming under the dome.shining brightly.

The long and intense kiss finally stopped for a while, and Ao Bing felt that something as hard as iron was pressed against him under his body, and his erection was high-spirited, arching along his lower abdomen into an obscene shape, and he was accumulating ready to go.Ao Bing took a deep breath, met Nezha's thick, dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't, don't stay here, I know there is a place to stay..."

When being hugged and put on the bed, Ao Bing thought that he himself was probably in a daze, maybe he wanted to know the truth too urgently, and he was unwilling to let go of a chance regardless of the way it was held.

But maybe, he couldn't deceive himself, when he was pressed down, hugged, kissed, he also had tide-like desires, and those desires spread over his limbs, making his hands and feet weak, and he was used to it Catered up.

He was in a state of confusion, when Nezha suddenly pinched his chin with his hands and forced him to align his gaze.That handsome face with flat lines hovered in front of him at this moment, and the face that was sharp but strangely soft at the joint was suddenly magnified before his eyes, and it was shockingly handsome.The sweat on Nezha's forehead spread across the red forehead lines, and dripped down drop by drop along the sharp eyebrows. He smiled slightly with the corners of his thin lips, and his voice was low:

"Didn't you say you were breaking the rules just now? Why did you suddenly agree?"

Ao Bing thought for a while, and finally decided to answer honestly: "Your smell is very familiar, it reminds me of something from the past."

After a pause, Fu added: "And I seem to have done this kind of thing with you, too deliberate refusal would appear hypocritical."

Nezha pinched his chin and stared at him quietly for a while, then lowered his head and poked out the tip of his tongue to trace the lines on his lips, and smiled inexplicably: "After all these years, your temperament still hasn't improved at all."

Ao Bing was silent for a moment when he heard the sound, and then sighed: "If there is progress, the third prince and the third prince will not come to this point."

Nezha stopped talking, but used one hand to grab Ao Bing's back, and followed the curve of the spine to slowly probe down. When reaching the buttocks, he used two fingers to simulate stretching, then A strange and familiar sense of emptiness came in, and Nezha blocked Ao Bing's lips before he let out a light gasp. Touching and kneading, this technique that has been tried countless times on him is really cheating. Ao Bing has already experienced the extreme pleasure of a stormy sea in such a simple kiss, just like being photographed on the shore by a huge wave , and then was wrapped in the current, and returned to the deep sea with the receding tide, waiting for the next wave to wash.

In this confusion of thinking and senses, he heard Nezha chuckle softly, and coaxed him softly: "Relax, I'll go in."

Before Ao Bing's brain reflected the meaning of these words, his actions were already ahead of his thinking, and he beat them apart and pinched them on Nezha's thin waist with ease.Then he felt that his action was too active, so his ears blushed imperceptibly, coughed lightly, and tried to explain: "That...actually...I...uh..."

The soft redness suddenly bound Ao Bing's eyes, and all he could see was bright red. In this seemingly similar but overwhelming red, a certain scene in his mind seemed to collide with it, and he was desperately searching for it. In that fleeting memory, Nezha suddenly felt his rough fingertips touch his mouth, and Nezha softly uttered a word above his head: "Shhh—"

He couldn't help being stunned, and then a tearing pain came from his lower body, cold sweat burst out of his forehead instantly, he swallowed a broken moan forcefully, gritted his teeth and arched his back, a hot embrace immediately Bend down to catch him firmly, the embrace adjusted him to an angle that would not cause too much pain, one hand patted his occiput soothingly, and then he heard a man's hoarse voice on his chest. By the ear, he said to him: "Bite me if it hurts badly, don't bite your own tongue."

Ao Bing responded in a low voice, and tried his best to endure the initial pain. He felt that the head that had penetrated into his body grinded slowly for a while before gradually starting to move.

This feeling of being pinned down, nailed, and firmly controlled by another man made Ao Bing's blood rush straight to the top of his head as if it was burning and boiling. The burning hotness and desire made him even suspect that he was showing his body now. Did the original body also become a red dragon?Although Nezha's words were gentle, his actions were reckless and fierce. For a moment, Ao Bing felt that he would be crushed to pieces by the force of the impact.

At the beginning, Ao Bing subconsciously resisted as if he wanted to get out of bed and escape, but unfortunately, this wish was not allowed. The Huntianling tied in front of his eyes made his vision blurred, making all his resistance futile.He was about to retreat for a moment and was immediately captured back. Nezha turned him over and covered him tightly from the back.The movement rhythm of the man's waist and hips is too tight and too fast, as if he is stepping on the drumbeat of his heartbeat every time. This feeling of being possessed by a strong force makes Ao Bing's bones all over his body ache with desire. He is in a daze. Feeling that Nezha bit his thick teeth on the side of his neck, he said unhurriedly there: "Want to run? If a man's bed is too easy to get on, I'm afraid it's not easy to get off."

Amid the murmurs and gasps in between, Ao Bing's consciousness gradually became a little drowsy, and his eyes were filled with red, which made him seem to see an extremely long past, so long that he couldn't figure out how many years it was, but he knew clearly in his heart He knew that it was the past of him and Nezha.

It was the battlefield of the Chaos of Ten Thousand Demons, and there were stumps flying everywhere, bloody and bloody. On the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he saw a tall and slender figure holding a spear in his hand. The man's body was full of murderous intent, rebellious and unruly, the sleeves of his battle robe and the fiery Hun Tian Ling fluttered with the strong wind, shining like red clouds in the sky.The man seemed to have sensed his breath, and turned slightly sideways, revealing half of a side face that was too delicate.

When he saw Ao Bing, he pulled the corners of his lips into a smile, pointed the spear to his side, and said to Ao Bing, "Come here."

So Ao Bing walked over in a strange way.

Nezha sat directly on the mountain bag made of corpses, with two long legs at random, and tore a piece from his own Huntian silk.Who knows who's blood was on the Huntian silk, and the red color became more and more eye-catching, Nezha raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and without any explanation, he directly covered the Huntian silk in his hand on Ao Bing's head.

He pulled Ao Liang over, pressed his lips through a piece of Huntian silk, and said to him: "Put on the red hijab, and you will be my master's man from now on."

The red of the Huntian Ribbon and the red in front of him gradually began to overlap, and Ao Bing's consciousness gradually became sober again from drowsiness, and the man who used a piece of Huntian Ribbon as a hijab on the battlefield was now embracing his tight respite.After the end of a love affair, he suddenly felt infinite loss and infinite pain in his heart. He suddenly took off the Huntian Ling in front of him, looked straight at Nezha and asked:

"Why do you and I have come to this point?"

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In fact, a family of three, only we are the real honest people (.

By the way, Bingbing remembered, and the next chapter recalls killing.

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