Master Swordsmith[Comprehensive]

"I'm jealous..." Yue Duoming said, the youth-like god had a beautiful appearance commensurate with the moonlight, his eyes had a faint reflection of water, tears never fell, but there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"You never taught me." His voice was low and hoarse, his long hair hung down, covering his face, "What should I do?"

He was like a lost child, looking for help in a panic, making Zong Jue think that he had returned to many years ago, and the soft little bun-like guy threw himself into his arms with his mouth pursed. Complaining milkily, those eyes seem to be covered with honey, so sweet that people can't help but soften their hearts.

The premise is that he is not suppressed by the glory of the high-ranking gods at this time, and he is terribly uncomfortable by being kissed in a disorderly manner, and at the same time, the guy lying on top of him is still trying to get out his clothes.

——This routine is no stranger to Zong Jue. To be honest, there are countless gods who covet the body of the God of Huangquan. Those gods who are used to being greedy for a long time will not care about your love and my wish. Fortunately, when Zong Jue caught their attention When he was young, he was already strong enough to protect himself in those endless routines. Zong Jue really didn't care much about things like morality, otherwise he wouldn't have easily recognized his lover relationship with Inari Daimyo, but this didn't mean much. It means that he is interested in being a public lover. At that time, he might as well fall in love with the mountain of documents on the table.

It's just that no matter how many inexplicable encounters he has escaped, he still has to admit defeat when he meets Tsukiyomi. The high-ranking gods at the Sanguizi level are second only to Izanami and Izanaki, and they are enough to suppress him to the point where he can't move. Maybe in another ten or twenty hours he can break free from it successfully, but judging by the speed at which Yue Duming picked his clothes off, there is probably no need to break free after ten or twenty hours.

Zong Jue is a fox, the kind of savage who indulges in sensuality and singing every night in Huangquan Flower Street and doesn't know how to restrain himself. However, most of the beasts have honest bodies that make people overjoyed. The cold skin under the palm is getting warmer little by little, no, scorching hot, a certain kind of heat is stirring in the blood vessels that should be calm and not turbulent, just like the heart that beats faster for the first time in thousands of years.

"Let go." Zong Jue said, he looked at Yue Duoming calmly, as if he was not the one who was in the predicament now, his tone was calm and unchanged, "The technology is too bad."

And it would be bad to continue.

Whether it is as a savage or as a god, it will not affect anything for him to have sex all night. He has not maintained a physical relationship with anyone until now, and it is far from being clean. It is purely for this kind of thing except venting. He has no interest in sports that have no merits other than energy. To be honest, the current situation has made him impatient. Whether it is Xiaohumaru or Yueyueming, Yegan's strong sense of guarding the territory and the established order makes him Now he is extremely anxious, if just rolling the sheets once can solve the problem, then he will definitely be able to pull the two over to solve the problem without hesitation.

However, he is very clear that neither Xiaohumaru nor Tsukiyomi have inherited the fickleness and lack of integrity that a Japanese god should have. Once something happens, it will only make the situation go in a direction that he does not want to see. develop.

Yue Duoming looked at Zong Jue's eyes. The pupils of those dark and beautiful black pupils shrank to a point, revealing a large area of ​​white. The muscles pulled the end of the eyes and raised an upward arc, making Zong Jue look even more beautiful at this time. It looks like an enraged beast, although the tail and ears are not exposed yet, but the canines protruding from the lips do not look so aggressive.

It's not that Xiaohumaru has useless canine teeth in order to add wild characters. Even in human form, Yegan's sharp fangs are enough to bite through the fragile skin of gods like paper.

The expression was completely different from the body that had already been aroused with desire, clearly indicating that if he continued, the ending would not be as simple as breaking up peacefully the next day and maybe having breakfast together.

"That's why I'm jealous... I've felt jealous since a long time ago..." Yue Duming buried his head on Zong Jue's shoulder as if his heart had been poured cold by a basin of cold water, biting that piece of skin bitterly The blood of the God of Huangquan has a fishy sweetness that dazzles him. The filth of Huangquan buried in the blood is like a shark that smells fishy and bites the glory of his body. The filth is always The most gluttonous guy will never know that if he eats something, he will be stuffed to death.

Before the wisps of filth could even enter Tsukiyomi Ming's body, they were wiped out under the light of the moon.

Zong Jue frowned and raised his hand. After hesitating for a moment, he patted Yue Duoming's back lightly, slowly stroking from the top of his head to his back in a very soothing way. He thought maybe it was indeed his education. There may be some problems with the method, after all, he himself learned some methods from others by following the gourd painting method, and even at that time, he may indeed have not only the mood to face the cubs Teach this child.

Everyone has such a dark history of being young, frivolous, ignorant, and sentimental. Zong Jue couldn't deny that he had done many not-so-glamorous wrong things during that period, so much so that many of them still make him feel ashamed and guilty when he mentions them. The insomnia at night became a scar that became more and more painful and never healed as time went by. It was something he couldn't change, and it constituted his own individual factors. These not-so-good pasts made him never get better. There are many things that are not half-reasonable.

He doesn't quite remember what purpose he came into contact with Tsukiyomi at the beginning, but he thinks that reason will probably never be as beautiful as Tsukiyomi imagined, since Yegan's love for cubs began very early It won’t spread excessively, and besides, the fox just picked up by Izanami at that time is a wild and unruly but loyal beast, the only thing that the guy who throws the hell at Izanami will do is to pounce on it. Bite hard until the opponent dies.

"Okay..." Zong Jue sighed, "Obviously I'm the one who suffers the most."

Seeing that one of them is disheveled and the whole upper body is exposed, the shoulders are bleeding and the other one is not messed up, he should be the one who can't get his head buried, okay?

"Let me sit up first, it's very difficult to lie down like this." Zong Jue managed to maintain a half-sitting and half-reclining posture, pulled the pillow from the side and put it on the back of his waist, and pushed the large koala on the side .

Yue Duoming obediently restrained the coercion of the high-ranking gods, and Zong Jue heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that his limbs finally belonged to him again.

"Okay, what are you going to do next?" Zong Jue had no intention of deceiving himself, and deceiving himself with his understanding of Yueyue's fate would only repeat the shabby scene just now.

So Ye Gan didn't even bother to straighten up his overly messy clothes, and raised his eyebrows lazily and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

In the situation where Yue Duoming doesn't need coercion and cheating, he is fully confident that he can directly force the other party down and hold him down until he cries. Maybe this child will retreat in spite of the difficulties and know that falling in love is not just about holding hands and kissing. Looking at the moon and saying Is it such a simple thing to talk about love?

It is one to one with the possibility of being entangled and never having peace.

"But let me tell you first, I'm not that gentle on the bed." Zong Jue yawned, the corners of his lips curved into an arc, his eyes curled up like a fox squinting his prey at the end of the road, "Even if you are hurt It won't stop."

As he spoke, he swung his tail from his body, the tip of the tail curved into a very beautiful arc, carelessly left twice and right twice, entangled with Yue Duming's calf and slowly rubbed upwards.

"I..." Yue Duming was startled by the strange touch of the fluffy calf, and subconsciously shrank back. He had never seen Zong Jue like this before, his eyes completely shrunk into animal pupils, his lips With the delicate and dangerous arc of the horns, Ye Gan stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the corners of his lips, and then licked the blood stained by his fingertips. There was a frightening light in his eyes, which became brighter in the dark.

The hairs all over Yue Duming's body exploded. He may understand why Zong Jue would laugh at his poor skills at this moment. He is even wondering whether it is the racial talent of the wild to provoke desire, otherwise why is he just being judged by that person? The fluffy tail flicked a few times inadvertently, and was looked at by those eyes with a little teasing and malice. Every inch of skin that was swept was trembling and hot, burning his whole body like a fire. There is no strength at all.

"Although I have never done it with a male." When Ye Gan spoke, he would make a low voice that seemed to be roaring, and his eyes passed across Tsukiyomi's neck as if they were real, and they were brought up instantly like a blade. A little stinging, "But I heard from my fellow clansmen that if you bite here, you won't be escaped."

When his ending sound came out of his throat, he gently blew on Yueyomi's neck, and then the wet tip of his tongue slid across, "Because it will bleed, sometimes I will be so stimulated that I accidentally bite the other party to death." .”

"like this--"

Yue Duoming froze suddenly, let out a cry with a different tone, and was covered back the moment he just said it.

"Hush—hush—" Zong Jue said vaguely, "I don't want to bite your trachea, it's hard to control the force."

"Don't worry, you will be as happy as dead."

In a trance, Yue Duming felt that the voices in his ears were blurred. He shouldn't have been restrained so easily, but the tail wrapped around him was like a huge fire source, which made him ache all over. The teeth seemed to suck his life away. The blood flowed from the wound, along the neck to the collarbone, and then spread everywhere in the collarbone.

Pained to the point of losing consciousness, and being led to drift erratically, countless phantoms exploded in front of his eyes.

Everything seems to have disappeared, so far away from him that it is difficult to perceive, and everything seems to be magnified, all joy and sorrow, all happiness and despair.

So he felt like he was in heaven for a while, and fell into hell for a while.

"Tsk."

Xiaohumaru smiled and kicked the door open, "Did I disturb something?"

"It doesn't matter." Zong Jue let go of Yue Duming's neck and raised his forearm to wipe the blood stains on his face, and casually gathered up the undergarment on his body that was no different from rags, "I'm not really going to do it anyway."

As far as the brutal mating method that can directly kill the opponent and the persistence that can last for several days, it is not a romantic anecdote but a real tragedy when it is done here.

After all, Zong Jue can't guarantee that he can keep calm all the time under the lust and not be dazzled by animal nature.

"This child is very young, just a few teases will do." Without changing his expression, he pulled his tail out from under Tsukiyomi's clothes, Yegan yawned and pushed Tsukiyomi, who was limp after venting, to the While wiping the tip of the tail with his sleeve, "I'm going to take a bath, you clean up here."

For example, a bed sheet with a large pool of blood that looks like a murder scene, a pillow that has been torn into shape, and Tsukuyoming on the bed with a blushing face and dazed eyes.

Xiaohuwan swallowed, and had to admit that his legs were weak for three seconds just now.

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Zong Jue: I might be a little rough :)