"Hmm..." Feng Yangye curled up his body, and after removing the suppression of spiritual power, the scorching heat under his body quickly raised his head... He hesitated again and again, and slowly stretched out his hand.

Shui Wufeng looked at the scene inside, and swallowed louder.

Xianxiu's hands have already covered the lust caused by him, mist formed on his eyelashes...

The previous "dream" reappeared in his mind, Feng Yangye licked his increasingly dry lips, unaware that his lips had already been licked because of hunger, thirst and lust, showing crystal clear and full water, like Alluring ruddy fruit.

His fingertips had already penetrated into his clothes and touched something hard, Feng Yangye stopped his hand, struggle flashed across his face... The rumored exile was lying on the bed, anyone would wish him Don't stop, it's even better to lift off those obtrusive clothes that cover his body, exposing his beautiful and long body to the air, watching his slender fingers touch the cute thing like a jade pillar under his body, making him dare not The desire to speak is vented, and the joy that seems to be blasphemous to the gods is obtained together

Feng Yangye was trapped in longing and wanted to release it, but... Twelve belonged to someone else, if he knew that he was thinking of him doing such a thing, would he feel sick?

Shui Wufeng sat quietly for a while, and heard Feng Yangye sighed as if he was about to stop, so he couldn't help appearing in the quiet room, lying on the couch, surrounding Feng Yangye from behind, and holding the slender Hand, "Dear, don't stop."

The lust bubbling in Xianxiu's mind dazzled his reason, and the temperature on his apprentice's body was too familiar, the hoarse and low voice from the monster's mouth melted into the imaginary picture, and the strong attachment to the person behind him further disturbed his subconscious mind to call him He couldn't tell which part was fantasy, he felt a hand reaching into his baby pants to comfort his agitated body, and a feeling of comfort rushed into his mind, he clenched the corners of his mouth to prevent the moan from blurting out.

"Hey, don't bite yourself, no one can hear you." Shui Wufeng looked at the person who leaned into his arms obediently, with a gentle smile on his face, and slightly opened his teeth with one hand , rescued the tightly bitten lips, and passed through Feng Yangye's fingers with the other hand, stimulating the sensitive wrinkles on his body moderately.

"Uh uh..." Feng Yangye couldn't bear it anymore, and spit out small soft words, Shui Wufeng hugged his body twisted in emotion tightly, and the strength in his hands was also increasing, listening to the moving voice With a guttural voice, the dark colors in his eyes became more and more intense

After nearly a stick of incense, Shui Wufeng felt the back of the person in his arms tense, and the avatar who was tossed so hard that he couldn't help himself finally cried out, and something greasy and warm poured into the palms of the two, full of ambiguous blending, Feng Yangye's thoughts were trapped in a white glow, and he sighed softly... The sound fell on the tip of the monster's heart, it was tickling, but very comfortable.

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