The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

After saying these words, Ta Xianjun moved his fingers, and the little dragon immediately wrapped his body tighter.The teacher's face changed, obviously it was painful, but he always cherished his face, even at this time, he tried his best to maintain his calmness.

"Mo Ran, how dare you spy on me?"

Ta Xianjun sneered and said: "Interesting, but tell me, what is there in this world that I dare not do?"

"..."

"Let me introduce. This is the split body of Jiaoshan Demon Dragon Wangli, and it only obeys the orders of the Nangong family." Ta Xianjun squinted at him, "You are still so unrestrained in this seat, this seat sees you It's really boring."

Shi Mo's forehead tendons are bulging, obviously he is very angry.But he didn't expect that the Jiaoshan Blood Deed could be used in this way, and he didn't dare to be too arrogant when he was manipulated for a while, so he just said: "You get rid of this disgusting thing for me."

Ta Xianjun didn't say a word, stared at the place where the dragon was entwined unabashedly for a while, and then sneered: "Then you have to promise that you will never take out your disgusting thing again."

The matter of the bed was disturbed, and the teacher was already angry, and the teacher said with a dark face: "Who are you calling disgusting?"

"Whoever is tied up is the one."

Chu Wanning: "..."

Glancing at Chu Wanning who was tied up, Ta Xianjun frowned, and changed his words again: "Whoever is not wearing clothes is whoever is."

Chu Wanning: "..."

Too many misunderstandings, Ta Xianjun simply waved his hand: "...I didn't mention you."

The teacher said: "Mo Ran, you are so ridiculous."

But having said that, he still put on the bathrobe with a calm face, then raised his eyes and said to Mo Ran: "Okay, can you untie it now?"

"Don't worry, you go out first, go farther, and it will open by itself when you reach almost the back mountain." Ta Xianjun said lazily, "But this seat reminds you, if you have the heart to talk to this seat next time It is already familiar with your smell, even if you are outside Jiaoshan, it will chase you and strangle you to death."

People who are extremely humble are invincible, and stepping on the heights of the fairy king is unbearably cold, very invincible.

The teacher left in embarrassment.

Only Dijun and Beidou Xianzun were left in the room.

Stepping Xianjun walked over and stretched out his hand——

Then he saw Chu Wanning's eyes that were obviously sharp and hostile, but somewhat moist.He stretched out his hand, probably because of those years of imprisonment that made Chu Wanning immediately think of his tyranny, and it was almost tense in an instant.

"..." Ta Xianjun sighed slightly in his heart, but he didn't know what was the reason for his soft heart.

He touched Chu Wanning's forehead with his hand.

"It's not as hot as before." Ta Xianjun didn't have much expression on his face, "Others are a little useless, but the medicine is really good."

After a pause, he said coldly: "I won't let that beast bully you in the future, and I won't let anyone in my seat touch you. You can rest assured."

He didn't even know that Chu Wanning's memory at this moment had been cleaned by the teacher, and he returned to his previous life for the time being, so he didn't know how much shock his words gave Chu Wanning.

Mo Ran actually called Shi Mei an evil animal...

Stepping Xianjun didn't pay attention to Chu Wanning's expression, in fact he has been avoiding looking directly at him.He knows himself, if he looks at the scene in front of him a few more times, he may lose control, but with Chu Wanning's current state, it will definitely be more unbearable to do it again.

If it was changed to before, he probably wouldn't show any pity.

But he was alone, alone in another world for so long, unable to make decisions about his life or death, so he could only live like a walking dead.

Seeing Chu Wanning again, there seemed to be a vague warmth in his cold heart.It was this warmth that kept him from being as irritable as before.

He untied the rope for Chu Wanning, and when he saw the bright red scar on his wrist, he even subconsciously rubbed and comforted him twice.But then he realized what he was doing and stopped again.

He really didn't know what was wrong with him.

After a while, Shi Mei's memory disorder spell gradually weakened, so Chu Wanning's eyes began to be a little confused, but he was still pale in this grotesque dizziness, endured the pain in his head, and said: " Ink burning..."

"..."

"He is back."

Whether it is waking up or dreaming is no longer important, but a long-cherished wish in my heart for many years has been fulfilled.

Chu Wanning was almost hoarse: "So...don't hate anymore."

Ta Xianjun looked at him.

Probably feeling that this dream was coming to an end, Chu Wanning closed his eyes, raised his red-stained hand, and touched Ta Xianjun's face: "Turn back."

Something seemed to be collapsing in the bottom of his heart, Ta Xianjun stared at him without blinking, blankness also floated on his face, like a thin layer of smoke.

Chu Wanning frowned, and was a little choked up.

"There is no way ahead, go back... don't go any further." He held his cheek, and the Big Dipper Immortal, who had been floating in two lives, looked at the Emperor Taxian who was already a living dead. In the past, they were all broken.Chu Wanning's voice was hoarse, "Mo Ran, why is your face so cold..."

It was as cold as ice.

If possible, I would like to be a wax torch, waiting for you to turn back at the fork in the long winter night.I am willing to burn my life to follow your way home.

But why are you so cold...

I don't know how long I can burn, what if I'm exhausted and burnt out, what if you still walk in the dark and refuse to look back after I'm extinguished.

Chu Wanning's fingers trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes.

He has been alone all his life, with no relatives or friends, and he is not afraid of leaving.

Just thinking that maybe he had burned all his life's heat, but couldn't warm his already cold heart, he felt very guilty.Thinking that if he goes out, if that young man wants to return to the prodigal son one day, but he can't find the direction when he came, he feels that he should live on.

It's better to wait one more day.

Maybe tomorrow, the ice will melt.

That man would turn his head, walk out from the endless night, and walk towards the dimly lit place.

In the next few days, under the influence of the remnants of the teacher's curse, coupled with the fluctuation of Chu Wanning's own memory of his two lives, these days he wakes up less and sleeps more, and every time he wakes up, the spirit They are all scattered, and what they know is fragmented and incomplete.

After Ta Xianjun understood the whole story, he also felt that it was quite worry-free. Chu Wanning is now a confused person and easy to coax.He was bullied hard the day before, and he may not be able to remember what happened before when he opened his eyes the next day.And because of the broken memory, Chu Wanning always thought that he was dreaming, so he was much less alert than usual——

Cats with sharp fingers and claws are certainly delicious, but big white cats sleeping like milk balls are also rare.

I have to say that he felt that Hua Binan had done a good thing.

"How much do you remember today?" This became a sentence he would inevitably ask Chu Wanning when he woke up in the morning.

And Chu Wanning often frowned and asked him: "What."

It was rare for him to answer patiently and tirelessly: "Does your memory still only stop at the time when we got married in the previous life, or did it become another day?"

At this time, he will probably wait until Chu Wanning's embarrassing face, and a low sentence: "Mo Weiyu, why are you crazy?"

It's not a good word, and it would have been slapped in the face in the past.

Ta Xianjun also slapped up with a slap now, but the tail was gentle, and then the other hand followed. It didn't look like a slap at all, but held the opponent's face.

He sneered, but there was a trace of satisfaction in his eyes: "Very good. If you continue like this, it will be great."

He really didn't want Chu Wanning to think of the things in this life, and he didn't want him to think of Mo Weiyu who became a master.It seems that as long as Chu Wanning has been so confused, they can go back to the Wushan Temple that year, no matter how much Chu Wanning hates him, they can both be together day and night.

His master and his Wan Ning belong to him alone.

Hua Binan mocked him: "Even jealous of myself, my heart is not as good as a woman's."

Jealous?

Ta Xianjun thought, it doesn't exist.It's just that even if a livestock or a thing has been with me for a long time, it will develop some feelings similar to "habits".

That's all.

This day, Jiaoshan was fine, and Ta Xianjun forced Chu Wanning and himself to rest in the orange flower tree in the afternoon. He looked at the small and fragrant white flowers all over the branches, and sighed lazily: "It just lacks some flavor. If the crabapple Enough."

Chu Wanning's consciousness is blurred, and she still thinks this is her own dream one night.

So he said, "Why are you so picky even in your dreams?"

Ta Xianjun turned over on the lawn, leaned over again, and rested his head on his lap.Looking at each other, Ta Xianjun said: "It's always the same. By the way, I am hungry. I will go back later. You can cook a bowl of porridge for me."

"..."

"I want porridge with egg flower and lean meat. The egg flower should not be too cooked, and the porridge should not be too thick. Just put a little meat. You can do it, right? I have taught you many times."

Chu Wanning originally didn't want to go, but he was dragged and tortured so hard that he couldn't do anything about it.Later, I had to go with him to the kitchen in the back hall of the sacrificial hall.

The firewood was put on, the rice was washed clean, and the water began to boil.Sitting at the small table, Ta Xianjun looked at Chu Wanning's irritable and helpless appearance in front of the platform.

Fortunately, Chu Wanning thought it was a dream, so he didn't plan to spend too much energy to resist.

As for Ta Xianjun, he knew that this dream would eventually be shattered, so he cherished it more than ever before.

The water boiled, and the aroma of rice and meat wafted from under the wooden cover.

Stepping Xianjun changed his posture and folded his hands on his chin. He felt that he had a lot to say to Chu Wanning, but he felt that it was meaningless to say it, and it was all in vain.

In the end, he moved his lips, and what he said in a low and lazy voice was just one sentence: "Hello."

"Ok?"

What to say?

In fact, he didn't know, so he thought about it, and said solemnly: "Remember to add salt."

"...let it go."

"Then remember to taste the saltiness."

"..."

Stepping Xianjun's black to purple eyes were teasing and relaxed: "Don't expect to salt me ​​to death." He said, got up and walked behind Chu Wanning, glanced into the pot, and then suddenly lifted hands, hugging the man with a warm body from behind.

He rubbed against Chu Wanning's ear temples, drooping his eyelashes: "I still want to torture you for the rest of my life."

"Ink rain—"

Aware of the man's stiffness, he hugged him even tighter, and he didn't even hold back. He turned his face and kissed the side of his neck, his long eyelashes twitching lightly: "What are you doing? I have taught you how to cook porridge for so long. Still unwilling to cook a bowl of porridge for me?"

Chu Wanning was blocked by this gangster-like logic and had nothing to say. He finally thought of some harsh words that could be refuted, but before he opened his mouth, he was blocked by the lips of Ta Xianjun before he could even make a sound. Be strict.

Holding his lost and recovered fire, he returned to the warm spring world.

In the smell of smoke and fire, he is already a living dead, kissing Chu Wanning indulgently and affectionately, with warm lips wrapped around his cold lips and teeth.

His master, his Wan Ning, his concubine Chu.

No one can take it away, and no one can give it away.

When the kiss was intense, Ta Xianjun was dizzy, and pressed the person by the table, while leaning over from time to time and kissing the already red and swollen lips, while reaching out to take off Chu Wanning's clothes.

He used to do such stupid things, and when he got excited, even if someone asked for an urgent meeting, he would not take it into consideration.

The craziest time ever, he had a sudden desire in the middle of the day, in the conference hall of Wushan Palace, he was in love with his master who had just been conferred the concubine of Chu, and a monk came from Wubei Temple outside, asking for an audience because of the disaster of the Yellow River monster.He was finally annoyed, so he simply ordered the curtain to be lowered to let the monks in.

He continued to manipulate Chu Wanning on the summer couch carved from lobular red sandalwood through the layer of tulle and the crisp bead curtain.

"Don't make a sound... I said to the outside world, I am calling for Concubine Chu to be favored, and I saved you face." At that time, he was pressing on Chu Wanning's body while breathing heavily, "If you Shout out loud, and soon those bald asses will know it's you I'm fucking."

"Mo Weiyu..." The person under him was ashamed to the extreme, his eyes were red, "You bastard!"

And Ta Xianjun's response to this was only more fierce and sticky thrusts, and a light ridicule full of lust: "Baby, your bottom is so hot and wet, why is the mouth on the top still so hard? Don't worry about it for a while. So refreshing to breathe out."

The monks came in without knowing why, and what they saw was the blurry and tall back of Ta Xianjun through a layer of light yellow silk veil, and a pair of slender and firm legs, which were weakly opened, following the steps of the step. Xianjun penetrated and trembled roughly, his fingertips were delicate and cold, like orchid bells trembling with the rain and dew.

That part of the request was confusing and vague, and Mo Ran didn't listen much at all.

He only remembered that at that time, Chu Wan Ning endured to the extreme, without saying a word, physiological tears dripped from the end of his red eyes, and at the moment when he was fucked and shot under him, he suddenly convulsed and tensed. Standing up, it was extremely painful but endured the comfort, biting the lip without moaning...

So exciting.

After the monk left, he couldn't hold back any longer, lifted Chu Wanning's weak and weak long leg, put it on his shoulder, and invaded him more and more fiercely from the side.

"Wan Ning, don't bear it anymore, there is no one left."

But Chu Wanning's consciousness is already scattered, only remembering that he must not make any noise.Ta Xianjun leaned over and kissed his blood-stained lips, swallowing the smell of rust.

"There's no one left..."

He turned Chu Wanning over again, and let people lie in front of him to be pushed forward.The hot, hard and hot genitals were thrusting into the already wet and sticky pussy, and one hand reached out to the front to caress and rub the man's strong and tearful chest.His Adam's apple was tight, and he gasped in the heat of lovemaking.

"Is it comfortable? Is it irritating?"

"..." Chu Wanning's forehead hair was covered by out-of-focus eyes, and half of his handsome face was hidden behind the messy soft quilt cushion. With the illusion that his stomach is pierced, he slightly parted his thin lips, and his fingers tightened his grip on the satin.

The people behind were pushing faster and faster, almost in a frenzied rhythm, and when they finally ejaculated, they penetrated so deeply that it seemed that even the pouches were about to be squeezed in together.

The semen sprayed into the depths of his already wet and sticky passage, and Chu Wanning was so excited that he shuddered all over - Mo Ran was always like this, he knew where his sensitive points were, and every time he vented, he would resist When he ejaculated from that place, the thick semen made his scalp numb, he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, and moaned: "Ah..."

But this is not the end.

Mo Ran was full of energy, but after pressing on him for a while, the genitals buried in his body swelled up again.Mo Ran opened his dark eyes and stared at Chu Wanning through his slightly sweaty forehead.

His eyes burned inch by inch.

From wet and blurred eyes to bitten lips.

All the way down, he suddenly lowered his head again, holding his chest protruding.Chu Wanning, who had already lost his consciousness, was caught off guard and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then his legs were raised high again - he took a breath, bearing the fiery sex organ in his body bursting out again.

"Ah...ah..."

He shook his head, heard his rough panting and moaning, couldn't help but raised his hand to his lips, and bit it.

The light in his eyes became more and more shattered.

The lower part of his body was already wet, and the semen injected into his body just now became lubricated, and there was a sticky sound of water in the two people's gluey love thrusts.

"Don't bite yourself, let go of your hands."

Where would Chu Wanning listen to him, he still gnawed his wrist tightly, trying to block his voice.Mo Ran cursed secretly, supported the couch with one hand, and grabbed Chu Wanning's arm with the other hand, pulling him down.

"hug me."

"what are you doing……!"

Without giving him time to react, Mo Ran carried him from the low couch, and all the weight of the man who had lost his support was on Mo Ran.

Mo Ran smiled softly and kissed him: "You are not very heavy."

As she spoke, she hugged him like this, and wanted to walk towards the inner hall.

But his distended penis is still inserted into his master's body, this position makes every step he takes, push it deep into the intestinal wall.

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or intentional, Mo Ran’s scorching glans is on the numbness that Chu Wanning can’t stand the most. Every time he touches it, he is so stimulated that even his toes can’t help but tense, but still Stubbornly refusing to cry out, he only stared fiercely at the apprentice in front of him with a pair of black eyes.

"What do you keep watching me do?"

Mo Ran chuckled, and suddenly stopped leaving, but still hugged Chu Wanning's legs, and moved upwards gently and slightly.

"Want this?"

"...!"

It's too shameful, but the body has already been trained to be sensitive by Mo Ran, Chu Wanning frowned, panting in small mouths, and his face flushed involuntarily.

He could clearly feel the viscous body fluid flowing down the intercourse between the two of them, and as the ink burned in and out of manipulation, the obscenity below became more and more outrageous.

Mo Ran held him for a while and seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.He glanced at the apse darkly, as if he was tired of the long journey.He simply pressed the person on the cold ground in the main hall where he usually goes to court—he didn't want to wait any longer, but felt that his lower body was wrapped in warmth and slippery, so comfortable, so he pressed Chu Wanning on the ground like this, The hips and hips shook violently, and they stabbed inward fiercely.

"Ah...ah..."

When the thrusting reaches the hottest and crazy moment, the soul seems to be sucked out, no matter how forbearing Chu Wanning is, she can't help but lose her consciousness in this stormy sex.

His legs were wide open weakly, hanging on Mo Ran's tight waist, his body trembled with the man's passion, for a moment, he even felt that Mo Ran wanted to kill him like this ...

The Wushan Temple is in a mess, there is no one else on the majestic temple, only two naked and entangled grievances.

Mo Ran was panting heavily, sweat pooled in his waist and abdomen, he hugged and hugged the master who had been fucked by himself, and worked hard on the bottom, and heard Chu Wanning's low and suppressed moan in his ears And the occasional unbearable moan.

"Wan Ning..."

The fiery kiss held Chu Wanning's slightly opened lips, because the manipulation was too fanatical, the meridians and blood vessels in Mo Ran's neck were raised, the temperature like fire, the eyes like fire.

He tortured him and entangled him. After a long time, in the lingering kiss and the rapid and enthusiastic confrontation, Mo Ran slammed Chu Wanning to death on the ground, covering Chu Wanning's gasping mouth and nose, Only those eyes that were fucked out of focus remained.

He made two small stabs at the end with all his strength, and then plunged in, so deep that his toes were slightly white when they touched the ground.

"I'm going to cum...Wan Ning...Is it here?"

Chu Wanning was almost driven crazy by his monster-like violence and energy. His hands were hanging powerlessly on the cold stone surface, his body was completely opened by the ink, and he couldn't help shaking slightly because of the stimulation and pain.

Mo Ran was panting, his voice was sexy, and his pupils were deep. He smashed Chu Wanning's sideways face: "Here? Huh?"

The huge and plump glans is against the numbness in the depths of Chu Wanning's body, and Chu Wanning suddenly opens his slightly closed eyes when he touches it, and there is a thin red at the end of the eyes that is not willing to be humiliated...

He trembled under Mo Ran, but was hugged tightly by a pair of big hands.The ink burned in his ear and panted hotly: "Don't move baby, it's coming... ah..."

When ejaculating, the man hummed in a low voice, and then the thick love liquid spewed out forcefully, pouring all the strands into the deepest part of Chu Wanning's body, so that Chu Wanning couldn't help closing his eyes and convulsing, his whole body was like lightning Passing through, it is extremely numb, and the soul comes out of the body.

"Wan Ning, are you comfortable? Did I make you feel good?"

At that time, Chu Wanning often couldn't answer anything, whether it was scolding or scolding, there was nothing.

He was already in a daze, with a pair of well-balanced long legs spread wide, and the semen of his apprentice was full between the legs...

After that, they would often do it again on the throne of the hall, or on the steps, or even leaning against the wall. The fierceness and wildness of stepping on the fairy king was almost destructive.

If this kind of sex is what you want, it can be called ecstasy, so even if it has some meaning of revenge and insult, it is still extremely joyful.

At this moment, in the depths of Jiaoshan, Ta Xianjun stared at Chu Wanning's clear face.

He silently recalled the events of that year, but a faint curiosity rose in his heart.

He didn't know if Chu Wanning had ever wondered why he was so energetic, but Song Qiutong had nothing to say.

In fact, even though he had doted on that woman before, but he always didn't like it, and he didn't want him and Song Qiutong to have a child, even if he was looking for fun, he would avoid her getting pregnant.He didn't even want to ejaculate in her soft and gentle place, and let her bear children for him, maybe because of his background, he always felt that two people who don't have a deep friendship and can stay together for a lifetime should not have children.

But it's strange to say that he hates Chu Wanning so much, but he always thinks that if his concubine Chu is raped by himself day and night, it would be nice to be pregnant with his flesh and blood.

Want to conquer?

Revenge?

possessive?Still a more humiliating punishment than being usurped.

he does not know.

In such self-paralysis, he dragged Chu Wanning to go to the abyss of sin and lust with him again and again.