【Lotus Cake】Brother, please respect yourself

As a big brother of the Kunshan School, Ao Bing was the first to learn the most complicated things at the beginning. When he was taken away by the patriarch, he told him earlier that men and women are not a blessing but a curse. He nodded ignorantly, and did not understand until many years later. , no matter men or women in the Jianghu court, overly handsome looks are likely to cause trouble.

Leaning back, with both feet off the ground, Ao Bing shivered when Nezha threw him on the ice bed. Now that he has no internal strength to protect his body, this thing really can't bear it.

"Senior brother is so smart, you can still tell Dong Fuqu to bring you here, obviously you are ready?"

Although the words are frivolous, there is no enthusiasm for spring in Nezha's eyes. The bloodshot pupils are slightly yellow and congested at this time, looking very scary. Ao Bing grinned and took a breath. When the kiss came over, he poked hard on the opponent's big hole.

With his palm in front of his mouth, Nezha, who had been pressed down, knocked him straight. Ao Bing hurriedly pushed him away, and then coughed twice while pressing on his ribs. Although Nezha was tall and thin, he was actually very heavy. It is estimated that the meat is long and firm.

"If you hadn't been so habitually hands and feet, we could have had a good talk."

Rubbing his chest and letting out a long sigh of relief, Ao Bing jumped up and quickly moved away from the ice bed, stood beside the bed and put on Nezha's coat, and rubbed his frozen hands and feet. This thing is best used to practice internal strength, because The bones hurt from the cold, and it is not easy to go crazy.

Pursing his lips, he glanced at Ao Bing fiercely. Nezha's dumb acupoint was actually not sealed, but he thought that he was so easily hit, and his face was dull, so he naturally didn't want to say yes.

"Actually, all of you know that I cast myself in a trap, so why don't you think about why I cast myself in a trap?"

Squatting down, holding his cheek with one hand, there was still a little red mark on Ao Binghao's white neck, which shows how annoying that mosquito surnamed Li Nezha was just now.

"Brother, can you help me to sit up first, I feel like my ears are going to freeze off."

Nezha doesn't know exactly how Ao Bing tapped the acupuncture points. He is now stagnant with ice on his face. After a while, he will probably be able to tear off a layer of skin.

"Now you know that I am your senior brother? Why didn't you remember when you just took advantage of it?"

Ao Bing beat Nezha a lot when he was a child. He was beaten for not practicing martial arts well, eating bad food, running around for not keeping the gate rules, and being rude to his master and elders.

Originally, Nezha couldn't beat Ao Bing, and wished to walk around his senior brother every day, but at that time, Ao Bing was full of enthusiasm to catch him everywhere. When Nezha's martial arts finally became small, he could fight his senior brother hundreds of times After the round, the situation was finally reversed.

"Senior brother, you do this every time. I am your senior brother, so you should listen to me. I started earlier than you, so you must listen to me. I follow the patriarch, so I should be able to control you. I have been listening to the words for more than ten years, and I am tired of listening to what you have said."

To be honest, Nezha doesn't like people like Ao Bing who are too serious and even pedantic, but whoever calls him his senior brother, and this senior brother is so handsome and delicious, he is used to seeing rare treasures, Looking back at what I encountered, the level of vision was completely unreachable.

"If you don't like it, I can put it another way, but before that, you have to answer my question first."

"what is the problem?"

"The person who helped you was not Sui Emperor Yang Jian, but Empress Dugu."

Queen Dugu Jialuo, when Yang Jian was still surnamed Pu Liuru, the two had always had a deep friendship. Yang Jian ascended the throne, and Queen Dugu had a stable posthumous position and a good position in the court.

Yang Jian loves her, respects her, and gives her power. Both inside and outside the imperial city call the empress the "Second Sage". This honor has been unique since ancient times.

"You guessed it right, although Yang Jian is dissatisfied with these people's private actions, but he has a more troublesome matter to deal with."

"Turks."

"Although senior brother has lived on the mountain for a long time, he is not ignorant of everything."

Looking at Nezha silently with his face propped up, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he was speaking. Although it was not obvious, Ao Bing could see it clearly.

"I didn't understand at first, but if I want to go down the mountain to find you, I must understand something."

At the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, the Five Husbands were in chaos, and the Xiongnu, Xianbei, Jie, Qiang, and Di took advantage of the chaos to carve up the world. In the following years, the Turks rose and were strong enough to bend the imperial court. The current Sui Emperor Yang Jianyuan also has Xianbei blood.

Before the unification of the countries, the Turkic people have been watching from the sidelines and taking advantage of the chaos to speculate. Now that the north and the south are unified and the advantages belonging to the Turks have disappeared, they will naturally attack not to be outdone.

"Is there any Turkic spies in the Mozong?"

"Senior brother is really smart." Inside the bronze gate, Nezha was not afraid that the walls would have ears, so he agreed very lightly.

The Demon Sect is on the verge of East Turkic, and there were Turkic elders in the ancestors. When Nezha killed the previous Demon Lord, he found that someone in the Demon Sect had a different heart. Although Yang Jian would not care if a small disciple in the Taoist sect he supported was framed , but Empress Dugu felt that Nezha could do her a big favor.

"Do you know how dangerous this is?!" He frowned and glared at Nezha sharply. Ao Bing didn't expect this guy to be so bold!

"If those decent people and Buddhist bald donkeys know that the demon sect they are dealing with is actually defending their home and country, do you think their spine will hurt?" He lowered his eyes and smiled softly, Nezha didn't need to laugh He was struggling, but his face was a little red, and Ao Bing's pupils hurt from the hostility that stained the corners of his eyes.

It would be great if there was no such thing, if there was no such thing.

"Brother, are you sorry?"

"You were already unstable in your demonic heart, and you broke through forcefully, and then you fought against the masters of the world one after another. I'm afraid it's the end of your strength now."

He brushed Nezha's black hair with his hand. When Ao Bing went down the mountain, he knelt at the gate of the patriarch for three days. When the patriarch left the customs, he asked him if he had the determination to feed a tiger with his body.

Ao Bing said, the disciple didn't know.

But just think that Nezha was betrayed by those five people, seriously injured and fell off the cliff, and when he was dying, he became obsessed with madness in order to survive, and finally got back from the [-]th floor of hell, but was expelled from the sect and driven down the mountain.

As soon as he mentioned his past, Ao Bing felt pain in his heart and wished to treat him with his own body.

"Master, although I know that this is a helpless move, I know that Nezha must not stay if he is enchanted, but Master also watched him grow up. Doesn't Master feel pain? Master said that we practice martial arts in addition to strengthening our body. In order to maintain a healthy body, we need to get rid of violence, but I have only seen one, but not the other, if you learn this skill but can’t follow your heart, Ao Bing is willing to ask himself to come down the mountain.”

There are always many helplessness and many choices in the world, give and take, fish and bear's paw, since ancient times, you can't have both. Ao Bing knows that he can't be as righteous as the ancient sages, but he can decide his own life.

"Feeding tigers for food will kill you."

"If that day really comes, Bing will regret it."

After saying this, Ao Bing kowtowed three times to Yuanshi Tianzun, then took his weapon and went down the mountain.

Staring at Nezha for a moment, when Ao Bing stood up with a sigh and reached out to help Nezha, who was frosted on his eyebrows, the guy who was supposed to have his acupuncture points shot like lightning, slapped on Ao Bing's shoulder.

The swaying of his body took away most of his strength, but after all Nezha has deep internal strength, and Ao Bing also found that when they met this time, Nezha's internal strength seemed to have doubled again.

Swallowing a mouthful of blood froth, the man who had already opened his acupoints trembled and lowered his head. A white mist leaked from his back that was bent like a longbow. The internal force evaporated, wet Nezha's lapel.

Looking at Nezha's current appearance, Ao Bing knew that the other party's previous tone was actually not at the limit of losing his mind. It was just physical discomfort and emotional outbursts. But Nezha used to practice Kunshan martial arts after all, and his internal strength Zhiyang Zhigang, with an extra Yin and cold demonic heart, no matter how powerful it is, it will inevitably go crazy and affect the mind.

When we met on the first day of junior high school, Ao Bing once wondered that Nezha was too calm and seemed to have suppressed his demon heart, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.

"Nezha?"

Licking the wound accidentally bitten on his mouth, Ao Bing called out to the other party softly, but the man who had straightened up did not respond to Ao Bing's call.

In the eyes that originally had black pupils, there will only be gray and white. Ao Bing can even see the blue veins on Nezha's clenched fist. The reason why there are no fragile ornaments in this room is probably because I'm afraid Nezha will smash and smash when he loses his mind.

Holding the table behind him, he silently took a step towards the door. Ao Bing just lifted his foot. Nezha seemed to hear something. The palm was like water waves, swaying and soft, and turned around Nezha's side, but touched the big hole on the other's back.

But the man who had already arrived in front of him suddenly held Ao Bing's wrist with a strange backhand, as if stretching his joints, and then turned around, and pressed both hands of the other party behind his back.

His waist was leaned back, his arm was pulled by Nezha, and when the back of his head was knocked on the table, Ao Bing felt his scalp tense because of the sound. He was pushed by Nezha without knowing how hard it was, and Ao Bing fainted for a while. The green gauze that was as long as a waterfall on the ground became Nezha's weapon at this time. He pulled the green mantle around Ao Bing's chest all the way down, and finally tied it around his waist. At a right angle, there is no force at all.

The lips as pale as snow opened forcefully, and Nezha's exposed teeth were still stained with flesh and blood, which showed that the other party had actually been enduring just now.

Ao Bing's chest rose and fell, and he tried to speak again, but only let out a cry of pain.

The man who opened Ao Bing's neckline with both hands opened his mouth and bit it. The sharp canine teeth pierced the skin and penetrated into the flesh and blood. Ao Bing tilted his head and sweated, and found that Nezha was actually drinking his blood? !

Now he understood the meaning of Fu Que's smile.

Shivering with shoulder pain, after Nezha had tasted enough of the blood, his hot breath slowly crept along Ao Bing's cheeks to his forehead, his tongue was bloody and licked the temple hair on the side of his face, Ao Bing pursed his mouth and pressed down his body. Moaned out, but Nezha, who had temporarily lost his mind, would not let him go so quickly.

"... Ao... Bing..."

The voice stuck in his throat called Ao Bing intermittently. Now that his shoulders, neck, and head are hurting, Ao Bing really has no time to agree to the other party, and Nezha doesn't recognize him now, but subconsciously wants to shout Just shout.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ao Bing, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, was turned over in Nezha's hands, and then the pancake on the back of his head was changed to a chest iron plate, and Ao Bing, whose chin hit the table in pain, gasped. , although he couldn't see what Nezha was doing, but the other party's stiffness between his buttocks was too protruding. If he didn't know what this guy wanted to do, he would have been blind for so many years.

"Nezha!"

This time Ao Bing yelled loudly, and the hands groping around his waist did stop for a while, but the stop was not enough for Ao Bing to kill a mosquito. Finally, he found Nezha on the side of his trouser pocket and pulled it away. down.

The overpants fell on the ground, bringing a chill. Ao Bing is now in a world of ice and fire. The table under him is freezing to death, and Nezha behind him is scalding hot. Nezha got into the opening between the underwear With one hand, Ao Bing, who has never had any masturbation since he was a child, really wants to be smashed to death on this table.

Because of practicing swords, the thick palm of the cocoon shell grasped Ao Bing's stem and root, and the sensitive part was rubbed. Even if Ao Bing's heart was good for a while, he would blush and want to curse, not to mention Nezha's thumb pressing on the horse's eye , Jia Yuan scratched the mouth of the bell, and for a while, a rush of urine came up.

Ao Bing opened his mouth and took two mouthfuls of air mixed with rust. The stem that was caught behind him and had already raised his gun but was not in battle rubbed against Ao Bing's thigh. Although he wanted to clamp his leg tightly, Nezha could still find the gap Ao Bing bit his lower lip, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the waves of desire in his lower abdomen flowed down the current, rushing straight into the softness between his legs. .

The action of holding the stem with the palm of his hand is very different from the feeling of nocturnal emission in the morning. Ao Bing lowered his head and pressed his hot cheeks on the table to cool down, but he couldn't bear it. His scrotum hit the edge of the table on his hips, causing Ao Bing's flesh to ache. His body was tense, but he couldn't stop the swell of desire in his lower abdomen. The double mounds exposed through the obscene pants were white and moist, making people want to pinch After the last one, Nezha looked down at the hot stem between his legs, then took off his pants indifferently, and let the wet stem grind into Ao Bing's thigh.

The two meat mounds were pinched and opened by the thumbs, and the concealment buried in it made Nezha's eyes heat up. He shook his head and seemed a little helpless. Ao Bing, who was lying on the table, was silent but scared No, even if he doesn't know about Longyang, he still knows that the place behind him is used for intercourse between men, but even if he doesn't see Nezha's stem, he doesn't think that the other party can insert it.

Just being caught between the heels of his legs like this made Ao Bing feel fear, and the body of the column that was spitting out the pre-cum slightly circled the tightly closed powder hole. loose exhibition.

"Brother..."

The shout close to his ear was like a breeze blowing over the cold sweat on Ao Bing's forehead. He was firmly supported by the body pressed down behind him. Pushing forward fiercely, Ao Bing bit his lip to hold back the moan that rushed to his throat.

Nezha, who is half asleep and half awake but has a hot body, feels the delicate stems in his hands being trampled hard by him. The elder brother who is always at ease, refraining from anger and lust, will be like a little girl who is being bullied. Not daring to make a sound, it rose to the red ears, and even the hairs stood on end.

Nezha licked the thin sweat on the back of Ao Bing's neck, and when the tip of his tongue curled his nasal voice, the teasing with a lazy taste made Ao Bing feel ashamed.

"Senior brother, it's really a beautiful scenery."

"Now that you're awake, let me go."

"That can't be done, at least I have to wait until I subdue the monster dragon between my brother's legs."

He sighed with a smile in his mouth, but his finger suddenly stuck at the root, and the desire that had already ended was blocked sorely. Ao Bing let out a groan, panting continuously in his throat, but the fleshy mound exposed in front of Nezha was tight. Between them, it stretched out like a peach, Nezha's meat blade was still stuck in it, his tight waist retreated slightly, and then pushed in again.

The tender flesh of the legs and the perineum were sore from being rubbed by the meat blade, and the corners of Ao Bing's eyes were clouded, but the scrotum blocked by Nezha's palm was hit by the head of the stigma again and again. All internal organs ached, but Nezha was still not satisfied. He swung his big hand and slapped Ao Bing's buttocks hard, but there was a yell.

"Senior brother is too white. This slap will leave a mark immediately. When you hit me with a broom when you were young, I always thought that one day I will take revenge on you, and I will hit you with a broom, and hit you hard. A meal of ass..."

The dry lips kissed off the moisture from the corners of Ao Bing's eyes. Nezha straightened up, clutching Ao Bing's slender waist, and pressed it between his legs with force. The hip bone that hit the table was so painful that it was numb. Nezha didn't even need to go. Holding the upturned penis, just poking the balls like this, Ao Bing's enthusiasm is enough for him to vent.

The turbid liquid shot out from the mouth of the bell and landed on the white jade floor tiles. It was filthy and white. Ao Bing couldn't see this scene, but Nezha, who was standing behind Ao Bing, let out a breath of foul air, which echoed in his ears and mind. The aftertaste made him very comfortable.

Not to mention that Ao Bingqiao still has slap marks on the double mounds in front of him, and the relieved stem shoots body fluids into Ao Bing's buttocks and between legs, and it slides down tick-tock, but it is different A kind of scenery, only to see Nezha's eyes are hot and his nose is hot, and he can't wait to raise his gun and go into battle to fuck him hard for a while.

"...how are you?"

After waiting for a long time before Nezha untied him, Ao Bing sniffed and asked in a hoarse voice. When he turned his head and saw the guy who was still alive just now, he would cover the corner of his mouth and bend down hard.

Nezha's front was wet with blood through his fingers, Ao Bing exclaimed, but suddenly thought of another possibility.

——To be continued——