[Lotus Cake] The whole world knows that I am chasing you

Chapter 23 (23)

A flood of memories flooded his mind.Ao Bing lay on his back on the bed with dazed eyes.

Who told him at the seaside that my mother's dim sum is the best in the world, and you can eat it when you come home with me.

Who said to him at home, if you are willing to stay, I will play with you every day.

Who stood in front of the red candle in a red wedding dress and said to him, from today onwards, the whole world, oh no, the lotus flowers in the six worlds will only bloom for you.

And later, who was inseparable from him, lingering in love, and accompanied him to hide in Tibet for nearly a hundred years.

I don't know when it started, but suddenly I don't want to hide.Since humans and monsters have different paths, if they become gods and become immortals together, they will finally reach the same goal by different paths.

So, who exactly?

Something in the brain was torn apart and reassembled.The headache was like a burst, and the severe pain spread to the limbs and bones, and invaded the lungs. Ao Bing arched his body like a shrimp and curled up into a ball. The blood in his chest was surging, and he vomited blood uncontrollably. The pain made his hands and feet spasm uncontrollably. Ao Bing Biting his wrist hard, his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Shancai knelt by the bed, held his hand tightly and cried bitterly: "Xing Jun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

There was constant roaring in his ears, and all Ao Bing's senses were left with the vague figure in his mind and the endless sound of conch shells.He knew he had to go find him.

He got up tremblingly, but the pain made him fall back again.He gritted his teeth and struggled.

Seeing this, Shancai cried and helped him up, with snot and tears streaming down his nose: "Tell me what you want to do, Mr. Xing, and I will do it for you."

No one can do this for him. He has to find the sound of the conch to know who that person is.Supporting Shancai's arm, Ao Bing rolled over and got out of bed, and with trembling hands, he raised a cloud of auspiciousness, and he climbed onto the top of the cloud.His steps were unsteady, and he fell from the cloud again.

Shancai hurriedly followed, helped him up, and said worriedly: "Mr. Xing, where are you going?"

Ao Bing couldn't hear what he was saying at all, his eyes were slack, and he looked at the distant direction of the sky, which was the place where the sound of the conch came from.

The figure in his mind seemed to be clearer, it was a thin and flamboyant man with bright eyebrows and eyes.

He wanted to see more clearly, but the figure became blurred again. Ao Bing bit his lip and tried his best to dig in his mind, trying to dig out the man's face more clearly.But the more you panic, the more you can't see it clearly, and the figure slowly recedes into the mist.

Xiangyun had already drifted away for a certain distance, Shancai followed behind, he thought he could keep following like this, but when Ao Bing in front was about to reach the South Tianmen Gate, he suddenly exerted his strength to avoid the heavenly soldiers guarding the Tianmen Gate, and rode on the auspicious cloud Falling down to the mortal world headlong.His Taoism is simple, and he can't compare with a finger in front of Ao Bing. He can still follow in Tiangong, but he doesn't know where Ao Bing can go when he leaves Tiangong, so he can only stand in the sky worriedly. Watch at the door.

Following the sound of the snails, Ao Bing landed in front of a ruined temple in the mortal world.

Late autumn in the mortal world is always very bleak, the grass and trees are sparse everywhere, the main temple is even more dilapidated than it was three months ago, the statue of the god has collapsed in half, the head fell off the neck and rolled in the corner, accumulating a thick layer of dust.

Yang Jian didn't care too much, lying on his side in the withered grass, holding the grass roots in his mouth, looking at the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky.What kind of master raises what kind of dog, Yang Jian is lazy, Heizi is not diligent, and when there are guests behind him, he doesn't bark twice to welcome him, and he doesn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

Until I heard a clear voice behind me asking in surprise, "Did you call me?"

Yang Jian turned his head and saw Huagai Xingjun walking towards this side with his footsteps vain. His face was so pale that he was almost dead, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes that were clear in the past were now blurred.

Standing a foot away, he asked again in an anxious tone: "Are you calling me?"

Yang Jian thought for a while, but didn't understand what he meant.

Ao Bing was really in a hurry and wanted to ask again, but another storm surged in his mind, which shocked him so much that he couldn't think any more. He could only look at Yang Jian, unable to move.

His behavior is too weird, and the blue forehead lines that suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, I remember that Xing Jun didn't have them three months ago.

three months ago...

Realizing something, Yang Jian bounced up from the ground in an instant, and Heizi jumped into the dry grass beside him with his tail between his tails.He stared sharply at Ao Bing: "What was Xingjun called?"

Ao Bing opened his mouth, and Yang Jian snapped, "Is it a conch?"

Ao Bing was silent, but Yang Jian clearly saw it in his eyes.

Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he didn't know what expression to put on his face. Nezha's 3000-year search for it was vivid, both exciting and sad.But generally speaking, the joy in my heart was far greater than the shock. Yang Jian was so happy for Nezha that he almost jumped three feet high. The impulse to punch.

How can you hide for so many years and still hide so well?

Only when he got closer did he realize that Ao Bing was unusually weak as usual, so weak that he seemed to be able to shatter with a touch, which was completely different from his impression of a man carrying two huge Hunyuan hammers.Yang Jian rubbed his hands, excited and uneasy: "Madam..."

This title suddenly made Ao Bing take a step back, frowning, and said vigilantly, "It's not you."

Although he didn't understand why he could tell, Ao Bing knew in his heart like a mirror that this person was wrong.This man is not that ostentatious.

"Bah, bah," hearing Nezha's wife coming and going, Yang Jian also yelled, knowing that he was wrong, and quickly corrected: "It should be brother-in-law." What's wrong with brother.

Ao Bing tilted his head, still ignorant, there was a pool of dark red blood on his chest, Yang Jian stepped forward to support him, mixed him into the temple, wondering: "Who can hurt you so badly?"

Ao Bing lowered his eyes, his mind was still in a mess, unable to think.

Yang Jian only thought that he was unwilling to talk to him, and he didn't force it, he just said: "My brother-in-law, rest here for a while, and go find the righteous master for you for my brother!"

On the way to Tianshuai's mansion, Yang Jian was still excited about finding his son-in-law, and first criticized Nezha in his heart, wondering if there is a time difference between Tiangong and Mortal Realm?The lady rushed over when she heard the sound of the conch, and if there was only a short delay in the process, the sun and the moon flew like a shuttle in the mortal world.Since I have been looking for it for 3000 years, why don't I wait a few more days in the mortal world.After criticizing Nezha, think about my brother-in-law, what a good Xingjun, how could he have a life of misfortune and become Mrs. Nezha.Suddenly, Yang Jian stopped in his tracks.

The wife is Huagai Xingjun.

Gee.

The Huagai Xingjun who was coaxed by Nezha and him to strip off his love roots.Obviously already on the verge of death, all thoughts and thoughts are lost, and he can no longer give birth to the emotions and desires, but Nezha still refuses to let go, and even carries Xingjun who threw his life from Zhanxiantai behind his back without knowing it.

How insane.

Zhanxiantai is a ferocious place dedicated to killing gods and Buddhas. Throughout the ages, no one can come back from Zhanxiantai alive.Xingjun is no exception.I don't know if it's because of Heaven's pity for Xingjun. After being pierced by thousands of arrows, Xingjun's celestial body was completely destroyed, and there were quite a few souls and seven souls.He finally let out a sigh of relief, and climbed back from Zhanxiantai with his spirit body.

Yang Jian couldn't imagine how heart-wrenching it would be to sink into Zhanxiantai, and what supported Huagai Xingjun to struggle back from the purgatory-like situation with one breath, his soul lingering.

Because of Nezha's status, Tiangong hastily suppressed the matter and washed away the memories of all the immortals and children who knew the truth.Fortunately, he and Yang Chan lived in the Mortal Realm, and they were the nephew of the Emperor of Heaven, so they escaped the catastrophe.But no matter how much you try to cover it up, there are very few vague impressions that cannot be washed away, so Tiangong made up another set of excuses to whitewash this blood debt as a romantic affair.The lie has been told for a long time, and everyone believes it to be true. Up to now, even Yang Chan just thinks that Hua Gai Xingjun loves him but can't, and throws himself to death in anger.

In a blink of an eye, Nezha completely forgot about it.He didn't even know that Ziweiyuan once had an inconspicuous star, and the brightest moment every night was when he passed by the galaxy.

Now, Nezha is looking for his true love of 3000 years, and it was also Xingjun who he ruthlessly abandoned Zhanxiantai 1000 years ago.

Ha ha.

Heaven is really interesting.

The breeze under his feet turned his head in a hurry, and Yang Jian swept towards the main temple.

Ao Bing was already waiting outside the gate, looking up at the sky, he was seriously injured, his thin and thin body stood alone in the wind, his green robe fluttered.

Because he had fought against him before, Yang Jian never thought he was weak and incompetent because of his appearance and looked down on him.For hundreds of millions of years, this person is the only god who can climb back from Zhanxiantai, thinking to himself that he still has no such ability.He knew what kind of powerful energy was contained in this person's body, so powerful that he was not afraid of people's words or harm, and when he recognized it, he went forward bravely and would not die.

If you don't die, you can't rest until you die.So after killing Xiantai, Hua Gai Xing was completely silent.He never saw Ao Bing again.

But at this moment, looking at the weak Ao Bing in the wind, Yang Jian gave birth to this Xingjun who was so powerful before, and turned out to be so weak.After all, he was considered an accomplice, and the sense of guilt in his heart was even deeper.

So when Ao Bing came after him and anxiously asked where he was, he just shook his head and said he couldn't find him.

"He's not in Tianshuai's mansion, and I don't know where he went." He didn't look for it at all, and he didn't plan to look for it again.Now that the matter has come to an end, and it has been told who is calling him with a conch, Yang Jian made up his mind not to interfere in the affairs between the two of them, and never do anything that would make him feel guilty.

"Tianshuai Mansion..." Ao Bing repeated softly, and the figure in his mind suddenly stepped out of the deep fog, with a gale of wind and fire under his feet, holding a golden flaming spear, and behind him, the sky danced like a raging fire. The tempered golden lotus suddenly bloomed in the world.He clearly saw that bright and flamboyant face.

"Your Highness..." Ao Bing could barely stand, swayed, and whispered the name he had called countless times 3000 years ago, "Nezha."

Yang Jian just looked at him and remained silent.

"Not in Tianshuai's Mansion," Ao Bing smiled weakly, raised his head, his smile was bright, and his face was as dazzling as a star, "Thank you Zhenjun, Xiaoxian knows where he is."

He took a deep breath, forced himself to pinch out a tactic, and disappeared in the main temple in the blink of an eye.

On the hilltop of Kowloon Bay, Ao Bing stood in front of his private house with blue bricks and glazed tiles.He is familiar with every grass, every tree, every brick and every tile in this house. He has lived here for nearly a hundred years, and every place has been furnished by him.

He was about to step into the gate when the memory seal was forcibly broken. His body was already at the end of his strength, and the sky was spinning in an instant. He finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

The bright figure rushed over on the meteor, and a warm embrace firmly caught him.

Ao Bing raised his eyes to look at the person above, and sighed softly: "You are indeed here."

Nezha did not return to Tianshuai Mansion.Whenever he misses his wife very much, he will go back to his private house for a period of time.When it's not so sad, I'll go back to Tiangong to be the omnipotent grand master.

As if seeing through him, Ao Bing raised his hand and stroked his cheek, his eyes and voice were gentle: "Did you miss me?"

It is related to water, the blood in his body is not warm, his body is very cold, and his fingertips are even colder. Touching Nezha's face, he shivered.Nezha hid the heartbeat that was so hard to take back but throbbed again due to the touch of his fingertips. When he found blood stains on his body, he frowned and said sullenly, "Who hurt you?"

This question is not important at this time, and Ao Bing does not intend to answer it.When he was in the mortal world, Nezha was an out-and-out naughty boy, and he was extremely eager to court him.When had she ever put on such a pose in front of him?Breaking free from his arms, looking at his eyebrows and eyes seriously, a sudden thought came from nowhere, and he blurted out: "The injury can be cured, will you heal my injury?"

What he said was normal, but Nezha clearly saw a hint of charm from his expression.His heart was beating wildly, his blood was boiling, Nezha's eyes widened, but he took a big step back, protecting his chest with both hands, and said very reservedly: "This seat is not a casual person!"

His seriousness was so ridiculous that Ao Bing couldn't help but smirk: "Nezha, I haven't seen you in 3000 years, why have you become so dignified." Obviously miss him so much, want him.But what he said was not what he meant.

Nezha narrowed his eyes and stared at the person in front of him.Among the six realms, only Yang Jian's brother and sister called him by his first name, that is, the Emperor of Heaven, and they also honored him as Grand Master.If given the chance, there was another person who could call him that.

Ao Bing turned around, walked to a corner of the courtyard, pointed to the location in the corner, and said to Nezha who was following behind him: "Where is the red and green statue? I knew you thought it ugly. Did you carry it on your back?" Seeing me throw it away? You are so cute, but you are as blind as ever. My Buddha kite is also gone. After so many years, it should be rotten, and the lucky tree should also be dead, what a pity."

He turned around and wanted to scold Nezha again, but he bumped into the chest of the person who was following him closely behind him. With a bang, Ao Bing was thrown backwards, but Nezha was like a small poplar Standing still, he stretched out his long arms and brought him back to his body. His eyes were undisguisedly fierce, falling on Ao Bing almost to burn him.

Ao Bing leaned against his chest, wrapped his arms around his neck, and murmured in a low voice, "Long time no see, Brother Zha'er."

This name made Nezha's body stiffen suddenly, and he couldn't pretend anymore, he rubbed him into his arms, buried his face into Ao Bing's neck, with such force that he seemed to crush the person in his arms to pieces , Knead into the flesh and blood before giving up.

Ao Bing was in pain, but he let him hold him until he felt a hot wet feeling from his neck, and he felt sad for a while.

After hugging for a long time, Ao Bing was almost out of breath, and finally couldn't help it: "Why are you still a crybaby?"

"I've been looking for you for so long, don't let me cry for a while," Nezha's eyes were red, and he hummed dissatisfied. He relaxed a little, but still couldn't bear to let go of him, and his forehead was stuck to his forehead. , "Next time you find me, you also try to find what it feels like not to be in 3000 years." Thinking about it, I feel that this is too unlucky. From now on, he will never be separated from his wife, not even for a moment. separate.He added a sentence: "Forget it, it's enough for me to suffer once, I don't want you to experience this kind of hardship."

Ao Bing looked at him and smiled with crooked eyebrows.Nezha looked at him in ecstasy, and suddenly a blush appeared on Ao Bing's face.

He has lost his affection and can't love others, but his body is honest, he regained his mortal memories, and he knows that the person in front of him is his true love, and just one look can make him blush.

The love between husband and wife 3000 years ago has not diminished with time, on the contrary, like fine wine, it has intensified with the passage of time. Nezha lowered his head and kissed him.

The kiss was clumsy and rough, the two hadn't been close for a long time, and there was no way to kiss.Ao Bing's lips were cold, like a piece of fragrant ointment, Nezha held his lips, and sucked hard on his thin lips, almost eating him into his stomach. After a while, Ao Bing's lips were kissed Red and swollen like dripping blood.

Ao Bing smelled a strong fragrance of lotus.Most of the lotus has a clear fragrance, and only in one case can it be so strong, so strong that it makes people dizzy.

Ao Bing knew that it was when Nezha was in love.When he was moved, the fragrance of flowers overflowed.

This lotus fragrance is also his deadly aphrodisiac.

Nezha let go of his lips, pressed against his face, their breaths were entangled, and said in a low voice, "Can I heal your wound?"

The best way to heal the wounds between husband and wife is to cultivate together.Ao Bing originally had the same intention, but he didn't feel anything when he said it, but when Nezha mentioned it, he was very shy, his brain exploded with a buzzing sound, blood flowed back, and his face was burned.

He didn't say anything, but his flushed cheeks betrayed him.Nezha picked him up horizontally, watched him bury his face in his arms, and came to the main room with a smile on his lips.

Put Ao Bing on the Babu bed, 3000 years ago, it was also the bridal chamber here.Nezha put his hand on his face, his eyes were full of emotion, and he said solemnly: "I haven't relieved myself in 3000 years, I won't be able to control myself later, if my actions are a bit rough, I hope Madam will take care of me."

"Okay." Ao Bing said.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Nezha completely pushed forward, put his right knee between Ao Bing's legs, put one hand behind his head, and put the other hand on the bed, half hugging and half pressing him down on the bed.Ao Bing also raised his arms and wrapped them loosely around his neck.The two hugged tightly again.A strong floral fragrance envelops them.

This time Nezha pried his teeth open with the tip of his tongue unceremoniously, and drove straight into his mouth to explore.His kisses are as frivolous and flamboyant as he is, and wherever the tip of his tongue goes, he is brutal and domineering, sweeping and sucking in Ao Bing's soft and hot mouth, never allowing him to dodge in the slightest.

Fanchen's memory made Ao Bing completely trust the person above him physically and mentally. He opened his mouth obediently and did not intend to dodge at all. lip.This touch was like sparks igniting a prairie fire, Nezha rolled up his delicate tongue, licked and sucked, and the two tongue tips were entangled together.The physiques of the two are very different, one is as warm as fire, and the other is as cold as ice.With just one deep kiss, Ao Bing felt that he was about to be melted, his breathing became more and more heavy, and his lust became more and more intense, but he didn't want to control it and let himself indulge in the sea of ​​desire.

Ao Bing was breathlessly kissed, and his clear mind was overwhelmed by the sea of ​​love.Nezha let go of his lips and tongue, and kissed lightly on the blue forehead lines between his brows.Ao Bing's eyelashes trembled slightly, Nezha raised his eyes and looked at him for a while.Ao Bing opened his eyes, he was obedient and enjoying, and his eyes were full of undisguised lust, the two eyes were intertwined, and even the air became hot.

"Remember?" Ao Bing panted, "It was like this before."

"Hmm..." Nezha lowered his head, he actually didn't remember the details, how could he remember the details, he was just doing it instinctively.His instinct is Ao Bing's past.

Kneeling beside him, Nezha kissed his eyelids reverently.Very religious indeed.There is nothing more ecstatic than finding something lost.He has always disbelieved in heaven and destiny, but at this moment, when he embraced him again, he was devoutly grateful to the way of heaven.Thanks for finally getting him back.

Stretching out his hand to pull Ao Bing's waist, Nezha unbuttoned his belt, and the robe retreated to his waist like a cloud, revealing Ao Bing's clear and smooth chest.Nezha lowered his head to his collarbone and sucked out a red spot.Ao Bing groaned in pain, and Nezha repeatedly kissed and licked the red spot as if to appease him. When the kiss was enough, he gnawed and licked another place.His licking on his body was like an arsonist who set fire everywhere, Ao Bing felt that the place he was kissed was set on fire, clusters of small flames burned his lust, until finally the whole snow-white chest , covered with purple hickeys, and drenched with water, Nezha turned to hold the red beans on his chest.At this moment, the flames in his body blazed as if oil had been poured on it to the highest point. Ao Bing couldn't help moaning from his nasal cavity, inserted his fingers into Nezha's hair, and called out softly, "Brother Zhaer... "

He called him that when he was comfortable and carefree, this Nezha remembered.

The tip of Nezha's tongue circled on the red beans, grinding them lightly with his teeth.The red bean stood upright in an instant, and Nezha was biting provocatively, and after a while, it became red and swollen, and the color of the water was bright.Ao Bing's breathing gradually became heavier, Nezhafu kissed his lips and tongue again, hugged his waist with one hand, and unhurriedly withdrew his pants with the other, and came to his belly with his hand, grasped the erect dragon root and rubbed it. kneaded.

As soon as his fiery palm touched his weak point, Ao Bing's waist softened, and he turned into a pool of spring water, completely letting go of himself and letting Nezha mess with him.

Nezha kissed his earlobe, pulled him into his arms forcefully, and groped his hands from the dragon's root to the back.

Ao Bing's body froze immediately, as if sensing his sensitivity, Nezha coaxed in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, take it easy, I'll take it lightly."

Taking a breath, Ao Bing really relaxed his body, but then he remembered something, giggled: "You also said that when you were in the bridal chamber."

Nezha's fingers came to the soft entrance at the back. Two fingers gently rubbed the folds, as if to smooth them out. Hearing Ao Bing's words, he couldn't help asking: "What happened later? Did I not hurt you?"

Said, the index finger lightly pierced the entrance.

The foreign body sensation made Ao Bing's breathing stagnate, and then he took a deep breath to relax the place so that his fingers could enter it more easily.

"You never hurt me."

How much does he love him?Such a hot-tempered person accepted him because he shouldn't be in love, and when it came to the bed, he was extremely gentle and careful, and put his feelings first.The world has been happy for a hundred years, but he has never been popular once.In fact, he is a demon, and he is more resistant to tossing than ordinary people. He has already explained to Nezha that sometimes he speaks fiercely, but when he acts, he is very reluctant.

Nezha's warm index finger pierced into the cool corridor, Ao Bing knew that his body was extremely greedy for his warmth, there was nothing on his finger, but it penetrated into his body like a love potion, he couldn't help shrinking a bit.

The index finger fiddled with it, and the dragon root in front of Ao Bing spat out a trace of transparent liquid very disappointingly.

Nezha took some sticky liquid from the front of his hand, spread it on his fingertips, and this time inserted two knuckles, pulling out the knuckles and pushing in again, pumping one shallow and one deep.Ao Bing was panting. After the initial foreign body sensation, he quickly adapted to his knuckles, and he was able to get pleasure from simple thrusting, but the screaming of his body was not enough.

The other hand wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer to his chest, allowing his own temperature to pass through, and Nezha's lips pressed against his again, sealing his moan that was about to make a sound in the kiss.The increasingly intense fragrance of lotus made Ao Bing dizzy, which meant that Nezha couldn't stand it anymore.

When the fingers behind him reached the third, Nezha felt a resistance.Ao Bing froze inexplicably for a moment, then adjusted his breathing, the small acupoint at the back twitched actively, contracted in front of Nezha's fingertips, as if inviting him to enter.When the three fingers were submerged, Ao Bing had a feeling of being filled, and exhaled comfortably.Nezha turned his wrist, his fingers twitched there.

I just felt my body getting hotter and hotter, and the tunnel secreted hot and humid intestinal juice in response to the situation.Normally it would not be, but Ao Bing knows that Nezha is a love potion to him, and his body has long been used to him, as long as he has a finger, he can make him lustful, and even spontaneously secrete liquid to make him penetrate the body. Own.Not to mention that at this time he was carefully stretching and fondling for himself, he only had indescribable comfort and emotion, and he just wanted to lift his waist to take over Nezha.

He moaned, not hiding his coquettish attitude at all, because of being too emotional, the corners of his eyes were bright red, he raised his misty eyes, and looked at Nezha hesitantly.

Nezha completely parted his legs, revealing the tender opening that he had just worked on, and after a spell passed, he knelt naked in front of Ao Bing.His object had already swollen and stood upright, touching the opening of the hole, like a fiery soldering iron.Although he knew his size well, Ao Bing couldn't help shivering at this moment.

Nezha supported the object and pushed it in slowly. Ao Bing let out a muffled snort. After all, the real object was different from his fingers. Ao Bing only felt that he was filled to the brim, and every gap in his body was smoothed out. Only Nezha was in his body. .

Only Nezha.At the thought of this, the passage convulsed with excitement.Nezha seemed to have been ordered, he raised his waist, and fell heavily, making Ao Bing sway like silver waves under the moonlight, and he moaned continuously, and the pleasure surged, causing his eyes to turn black and his hair dark blue. The silk lay behind her, shaking like ripples, shaking so much that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Until the fragrance of the lotus filled the whole mansion in an instant, so strong that Ao Bing almost drowned in the fragrance, he finally let out an ah, and spit out a white turbid liquid from his front end.He looked at Nezha absent-mindedly, and after a while, a scalding heat wave gushed out of his body, causing him to twitch again.