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

Until Nezha put down these words and turned around to leave the big tent, Ao Bing stood still and didn't react much.

Too many thoughts crowded in his mind, so he couldn't help but think of that young and lovely boy back then, all emotions were clearly written on his face, crying or laughing all depended on his mood, free and easy, he never had to deliberately go Thinking about something; for a while, I couldn't help but think of that angry and surly man just now, with a keen mind, extremely smart, and too strong observation skills, it always made Ao Bing feel like there was nowhere to hide all his thoughts.

His thoughts on Nezha were too complicated. When we first met, we just congenial and had a natural feeling of closeness to him. Later, after hearing about the story of the magic pill and the Lingzhu from Shen Gongbao, Ao Bing had mixed feelings for a while, and felt distressed. After all, there is guilt, and there is also an inexplicable sense of responsibility, which is why he resolutely bid farewell to Shen Gongbao in the Dragon Palace, and plunged into the Shanhe Sheji Tu without hesitation, and accompanied Nezha for so many years.

And then, and then... Ao Bing sighed, if he didn't have too deep feelings for Nezha, he would never have come to this point with Nezha just because of guilt.

Emotions are in themselves an inextricably entangled mixture, and it is impossible to completely separate them one by one and display them neatly one by one.Pure love or pure guilt, in the long years, have long been integrated into each other, mixed with each other.

Ao Bing couldn't help sighing, he wasn't a quick-witted and eloquent person in the first place, he was just thinking about it in a daze, and Nezha didn't know where he went.Only then did he realize that he should go out of the tent to chase after him, but he turned around and walked too fast, and accidentally bumped into someone head-on.

Ao Bing looked at the visitor in confusion for a while, then hesitantly asked: "Where... Nezha... or...?"

Shen Gongbao gasped in pain from being hit by him, and became even more furious when he heard the words: "You...you are stupid, who do you call Nezha?"

This familiar feeling was so right, Ao Bing couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, smiled and cupped his hands at Shen Gongbao, and said, "Master came in a hurry, so he didn't tell me."

Shen Gongbao glared at him angrily, straightened his back with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "All... all the dragons are waiting to be sealed in the Dragon Palace. I will give you a day to clean up. Then... we will leave in the morning the day after tomorrow. .”

Ao Bing paused for a moment, opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted impatiently by Shen Gongbao: "You must be present for such a big event as being appointed, you... don't talk too much, just follow me back first. "

So Ao Bing could only lower his hands and say in a low voice: "Yes."

Before leaving, Ao Bing thought, no matter what, he had to find Nezha to sue someone else, and he had better explain what happened last time. He has always been straightforward, and he is not good at lingering on these obsessive entanglements. It's amazing, just try to say it.It's just that Nezha disappeared for a couple of days, and people said that since he got out of the tent that day, he rushed to fight on some battlefield and was stalemate.Although this man has always killed people with no mercy, he has never seen him be so violent and furious like these two days, with a completely desperate ruthlessness. To him, killing on the battlefield is like an extremely happy event. To vent, let him kill countless people and at the same time he also get injured in many places.

Ao Bing sat outside the tent, the sky was dark outside, and there was a round moon in the sky. He looked at the full moon, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The mist was quickly torn apart and dissipated into the wind.In such a lonely cold night, people in the distance sang war songs in harmony with each other, their voices were sad and majestic, like a legend of drinking alone and desolate.

Ao Bing couldn't help thinking that these people who sang battle songs would slowly drift away in the battlefield in the future, just like those who had accompanied him in the past.He has a very good memory, and he can still remember the voices and smiles of those people, but these people are forever frozen in these memories, and he has no idea where the body died and where the soul returned.

Once successful, the road to becoming a hero is too narrow, and there is only room for one person to walk.Ao Bing also tried to squeeze on the same road with him, but he was not as brave and sharp as that person, so it was inevitable that he would go in a different direction with him at the fork in the road.

Presumably, that person should be born like this, to be aloof, consecrated gods and sanctified, and to achieve the prestige of killing gods on a prominent side.As for himself, if it wasn't for the whole clan's coercion back then, he wouldn't even have the utilitarian thoughts left, and now that the dragon clan is enshrined, the little desire for fame and fortune that he was forced to come out of is gone. Seeing the vastness of this world, the mountains and rivers are far away, and now there is nothing to worry about, it is time to go out and take a good walk.

Thinking of the innocent self who just wanted to be a generation of heroes when he was young, it's a little cute.

Those who cultivate like this naturally see far-sighted people with high xinxing, and the way of getting along with ordinary lovers is very different.Ordinary people, from birth to death, live for only a hundred years. After falling in love, they only want to be together day and night, wishing to be together all the time.However, for immortals like them, the years seem to have no end in sight, if they are like mortal couples, it would be too tiresome and hypocritical.Naturally, they can do whatever they should do at ordinary times, and if they meet each other, they should also smile with reassurance, the clouds are calm and the sky is high.

Of course, this is just Ao Bing's unilateral idea. As for what Nezha thinks, he can't just speak nonsense.

Thinking of Nezha, he couldn't help but sigh, Ao Bing thought in his heart that he would go to see Nezha one last time before leaving, the war is coming to an end, if he is in good condition, then it is okay for him to leave the next morning There is nothing to worry about, if his mood is unstable, he should be able to come back from the Dragon Palace in time.He calculated the time, and it was almost past midnight. He heard that Nezha had already returned with a big victory in the evening, but he was left at the celebration banquet. Now that the battle song has stopped in the distance, Nezha should return too account.

He came to Nezha's tent, lifted the curtain and looked inside, the tent was pitch black, and he could only vaguely see a person lying on the couch by the moonlight from outside.As soon as he got closer, a strong smell of alcohol rushed to his nose immediately, and Ao Bing was so smelled that he almost called the water from the stream outside into the tent directly, so that he could wash himself clean .

Nezha was probably really drunk to the point of unconsciousness, and he didn't even know that Ao Bing was already sitting by the bed to wrap his wound.I don't know if Nezha did it on purpose or not, he wrapped up those wounds that were rolled out of flesh and blood, and he just wrapped them up, and he didn't even use spiritual power to heal them.Those wounds spread all over his chest and abdomen, and the blood has dried up and scabbed, turning a dull dark color.Ao Bing had no choice but to remove Nezha's outer shirt, then use his fingertips to condense spiritual power, gently press on it, and smooth his wound bit by bit.

Blame him for being too careless and impulsive towards himself, but he couldn't help but feel distressed. I don't know how he vented his anger to make himself look like this.

Sighing, Ao Bing moved his fingers all the way down Nezha's solid abdomen. When he touched his lower abdomen, he didn't think much of it. He untied his belt and wanted to see if there was any trauma below his waist that had been missed. However, as soon as he reached in, he touched a round head that stood upright.

Ao Bing: "..."

His hand trembled, and he wanted to retreat in a hurry, but he was caught firmly by a big hand, so the palm that had already penetrated was inevitably covered directly on the hard surface.Ao Bing gritted his teeth and before he could speak, Nezha, who was lying on the couch in the darkness, opened his eyes slowly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"After touching Grandpa for so long, you just want to run now?"

Then the hand that was holding Ao Bing violently pulled Ao Bing directly to the collapse without any explanation.In a whirl, Nezha had already pressed down on him, grabbed his chin with the other hand, raised his face and forced him to look at him: "I took advantage of your man, how do you want to pay?"

At such a time, Ao Bing is still seriously defending: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't take advantage of you, I have been healing your injuries just now."

Ao Bing's eyes were clear and frank, and there was a trace of bewilderment and innocence that was not easy to detect. However, lying under the man and showing this expression was a kind of reckless provocation.This kind of provocation can push all the strong and viscous love or hate to an extreme peak, and finally make people sink into the desire to die. It can make people want to invade him, occupy him, press him firmly to himself, so that he has nowhere to go. Going, let those familiar possessive desires burn into a sea of ​​fire in the blood, stretching and twisting and permeating every blood vessel.

This is what he asked for, Nezha thought calmly in his heart.

Ao Bing looked at him quietly for a while and looked at Nezha's unpredictable expression, thought for a while, adjusted himself accordingly, and let himself relax as much as possible.In fact, Ao Bing is not unprepared for what will happen next. After all, he and Nezha have done this kind of thing too many times. Experience determines mentality. He feels that his current mentality is quite stable.

However, this time almost all of his usual experience collapsed.

Except for the first time when Nezha was in a half-bewitched state, the sex between them had never been as crazy as tonight, almost an atrocity.Sweat kept sliding down Nezha's sharp chin from his forehead, flowing into Ao Bing's collarbone drop by drop, bumping up and down with their violent movements, and finally rolling toward F along the lines of his body, dispelling Where they combine muddy.

In the fierce collision that almost made Ao Bing suffocate, the man buried in his body was able to separate his mind to grind and find angles, and at the same time to explore deeper places, which made Ao Bing feel unspeakable pain. A little bit of insignificant joy rose in his heart, like a spark exploded in his mind, and then seized his consciousness.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him, and he seemed to be unable to sense anything other than a slight tinnitus.It wasn't until he regained consciousness suddenly that he realized that he had ejaculated a round, and now he had been turned over involuntarily, changed his position and continued to be pressed.

Nezha leaned down, pressed his chest against his back, sucked his hot ear pinnae and used his teeth to cause a slight sting on it, and the pleasure of being sucked by someone's sensitive point made Ao Bing's scalp tingle.However, what was more excessive was the movement of the lower body. The man's non-stop fierce thrusting finally forced Ao Bing to bear it no longer. However, when he was about to groan, he subconsciously and habitually bit his lips.

Two fingers rubbed the back in time, and forcefully pried open his tightly closed teeth, "Speak out." The command was deep and hoarse, accompanied by the kiss on the shoulder blade and the back of the neck, ruthlessness and tenderness contradicted each other , Under the attack of the two phases, Ao Bing finally couldn't help but uttered the first low moan that called the bed.

This probably amounted to some kind of signal, indicating that the next thing is to turn the world upside down.Nezha seemed to swear a bad word, and directly clasped his head fiercely with one hand, and began to strike hard at the waist and hips, each time the twitch became deeper, until it seemed to have reached a certain critical line, then A small gap has been cracked in the deepest soft place, and it is trying to open and close.

And Nezha's ruthless rampage in his body seems to be able to do this forever, controlling both his pleasure and his pain at the same time.

Ao Bing was almost forced to cry by him, and his whole body was almost exhausted, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't avoid the intensive pumping below him.He felt that he was like a handful of soaked soil. The towering trees pressed down on him forcefully, stretching out overwhelming roots to grab him firmly, demanding from him tirelessly, letting him There is no escape.

Sweat was all over his body as if he had just been fished out of the water. He only felt a throbbing pain with blue veins on his forehead. Come and grab his dragon horns.

Ao Bing was stunned, his dragon horn had been refined for many years, and he had been covering it up for so many years, but when he was made to lose his mind on the bed, he was actually fucked out.

Now he was really going to cry.

Nezha hugged his limp waist so that he would not be pushed down by himself. While biting his dragon horn, he kept nibbling and kissing on it, while tentatively inserting it deeper.The cavity that had never been visited before was violently opened by his head, and the two pieces of soft meat immediately sucked him up.

"I've thought about it..." Nezha gasped in his ear, with a hoarse voice that was so sexy that it made the scalp tingle.

"It doesn't matter what you think." One forcefully, directly slammed into there, and the reason why dragons can give birth regardless of gender is because of the accent here.

"I only want you to be mine." He finally vented out there, Ao Bing was stimulated by him and trembled all over, finally choked up a sob, and fell into a deep sleep in his arms.

-tbc-