Former Enemy [Rebirth]

The heavy brocade curtains that have always been tied with brocades are hung down. Through the outer curtain, there are layers of light and thin water-colored veils inside, and the lower end of the veils is made of well-carved crystal stones. Decoration for added drape.From time to time, the spar swayed slightly due to the breeze coming in from the window, and made a pleasant light sound after colliding with each other.

The originally quiet and pleasant space has changed a little bit now. The faint ambergris in the air has long been contaminated by the male musk, exuding a somewhat erotic atmosphere.

Through the veil, one can vaguely see a body with nearly perfect curves lying on the gorgeous Babu bed carved with dragons and phoenixes.

The owner of the white body is now lying on the soft couch, covered with sweat, his chest is obviously heaving and falling, a bit like a fish that has just been fished out of the water.

His head was resting on the lap of a tall man with a strong physique. Because his hands were cut behind him and tied behind him with satin, his whole body was so soft that he lost all strength. The man leaning on the soft pillow stroked his long hair recklessly.

If one deliberately ignores the traces of brutal lust on the prone person and the bloodstains on the muscular man who seems to be scratched, it is really impossible to pick out other faults in the picture in front of him.

After being satisfied, Long Qian asked in a lazy voice: "How? Sometimes forget the so-called human nature, and try to be as happy as a wild beast. Isn't it a bit of a treat?"

Du Yao, who couldn't move and had to let Long Qian do his best, really wanted to bite off his tongue.

Knowing that Long Qian said this sentence knowingly and knowingly, he wanted to see his frustrated expression, but he really couldn't pretend to be calm at the moment.

He really underestimated the impact of the blood essence compatibility of Mo Jiao and Chi Chi on the host.

After Long Qian raised his spiritual pressure to stimulate the blood essence of Chi Chi in his body, although Du Yao could still retain all his memories, it was clear that he had completely lost control over his body.

He couldn't believe it at all, the person who shamelessly wrapped his legs around another man's waist just now was himself, and in the end, facing Long Qian's ease, he even begged the man like a bitch who can never be satisfied, immersed in the vortex of copulation and cannot extricate herself.

The debauchery when out of control is clearly proportional to the regret after sobriety.

That kind of extreme carefreeness made him feel like an electric shock was running down his spine when he recalled it now, and it could immediately trigger a shuddering pleasure.

Du Yao just wanted to at least lose his hearing, so that he could not prevent Long Qian's teasing words from entering his ears.

But it's a pity that things backfired, he listened to Long Qian's word for word, and the more hateful thing was that he was completely unable to refute.

Du Yao could only keep silent, hinting over and over again that he was just a stranger controlled by Mo Jiao's lust, but his clear memory of the whole process showed him that this extreme Pleasure once tried, is like opium, addicted to it.

Du Yao was not afraid of a single defeat, but he was afraid of the feeling of losing control when his body was out of control.

If this happens again and again, Du Yao really doesn't know how long his pointless persistence can last.

He hated Long Qian looking down on him with such a victorious attitude, but he hated himself even more for being helpless.

Long Qian caressed the ink jelly on Du Yao's back, and after Du Yao's silent response, he also sensibly did not use words to stimulate the beauty who was pillowed on his lap.

In fact, Long Qian is definitely not a good person. Compared with An Qiyuan who directly showed his evil spirit on his face, Long Qian's city is obviously deeper.

As a talented concubine who grew up in a family of cultivators, if Long Qian didn't know how to survive by keeping a low profile, he wouldn't have known what it would be like to be humiliated by his kind-hearted aunt.

Arriving at the Dragon Sword Villa of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Long Qian neither has the natural luck like An Qiyuan, nor does he have a master who protects him firmly under his wings like Su Che. It is conceivable that the person who has climbed from the bottom to this position has thought carefully, and it is estimated that only Jue Feiluo in the Valley of Unforgiven can compare with him in this respect.

"The current situation is already the worst for you. If you insist on not wanting to become a Taoist couple with me, you will still serve me in bed, but you will not be able to enjoy the benefits of the Taoist couple contract. What's the matter?"

"You are already mine, and I don't spoil you. Do you still count on that An Qiyuan who is full of eyes only for Su Che?"

Du Yao's face was facing the inner side of the bed, and the expression on his face could not be seen from Long Qian's direction.

But when Long Qian said these words, he clearly felt that Du Yao's body stiffened slightly.

After a while, the noncommittal Du Yao squeezed out the word "roll" from between his teeth.

Long Qian shrugged helplessly, but he got out of the bed and went to the clean room to take a bath.

After Long Qian left, it took Du Yao some time to turn over, looked down at his hot belly, he could see with the naked eye that it was slightly convex than before, and Du Yao's face turned blue immediately. Baidi changed.

He got off the bed with trembling legs, and as soon as he took a step, he felt viscous liquid flow down his legs.

Realizing what those were, Du Yao could only wish to rub off a layer of skin immediately.

But the clean room in the house is now occupied by Long Qian, Du Yao didn't want to be in the same room with that person at all, but the thing on his leg made him do evil, he really couldn't wait another second.

Looking along the direction of the light penetration, outside the open window is a clear viewing lake.

Du Yao simply sat on the window sill, regardless of his naked body, flipped out of the window with a kick of his legs and fell into the lake.

The cold touch of the lake made Du Yao sigh comfortably, and he had the illusion that the filth on his body was washed away in an instant.

Du Yao couldn't control his balance with his hands, and his legs were too tired to move, so he simply let himself sink into the deep lake, even if he could stay there for a second longer.

Du Yao wandered in the water drowsily with his eyes closed. He didn't want to think about anything at the moment. It seemed a good choice to sleep forever in this pure land.

But just when he hadn't figured out when to float up again, a strong current rushed past.

As soon as Du Yao opened his eyes in the water, he saw Long Qian with an angry face breaking through the resistance of the lake water and swimming towards him at an extremely fast speed. Towed away to the lake.

Long Qian hugged him and floated out of the water, Du Yao was a little dazed, but heard Long Qian scolding in his own ear: "You idiot, do you think you can drown in this lake?!"

Long Qian, who always likes to take a bath, just washed the sticky sweat stains on his body casually and ran out for the first time this time.

Originally, he wanted to dry Du Yao, who was a dead duck with a stubborn mouth, first, but then he thought that Du Yao probably wanted to take a bath more than him, and thought that it would be okay for this person to play petty temper in front of him, after all, he was already his, and he didn't want to take a shower. Do you want others to hurt you when you are in pain?

Of course, the arrogant Long Qian naturally didn't realize that he was looking for a step down for himself, so he hurried out of the clean room.

Unexpectedly, when he went back to the bedroom, Du Yao's figure had long since disappeared from the huge Babu bed, and the huge room was completely empty, which made Long Qian, who had never changed his expression before the collapse of Mount Tai, suddenly panicked.

Using his spiritual sense, he found that Du Yao had sunk in the scenic lake outside the building. Without thinking about it for a while, Long Qian instinctively jumped into the water and fished Long Qian up.

The two of them floated on the surface of the water in some embarrassment. After understanding Long Qian's words, Du Yao sneered and asked back, "You think I want to commit suicide?"

It was only then that Long Qian belatedly remembered that although Du Yao was not as good as himself, he was also a high-level monk with Nascent Soul cultivation, and he could hold his breath for at least one or two hours in the water.

It was only a quarter of an hour before and after he entered the clean room, so it was not enough evidence to conclude that Du Yao wanted to commit suicide based on this.

Long Qian realized that he had made a low-level mistake, but he would not be so stupid as to admit it according to Du Yao's words.

He directly fished the person out of the icy lake, and after returning to the house and throwing him into the steaming bathtub, Long Qian said expressionlessly: "It's because An Qiyuan deliberately wanted to get the spiritual tendons of the fire lizard. That's why I brought you here."

Long Qian picked up a lock of Du Yao's long hair floating in the water, and gently pulled it hard.

"But it's up to me whether I promise to help or not."

"You'd better be good to me and don't make me angry. Otherwise, even if you are mine now, I can still go back on my word and not go into that muddy water. Is it possible that An Qiyuan can still come to my dragon sword for you The villa robs people?"

"you!"

Du Yao really couldn't believe his ears.

The majestic Sword Cultivator of the Dragon Gate can go back on his word to this extent!

Seeing Du Yao's distraught look, Long Qian suddenly became less angry.

She simply turned Du Yao's head and kissed his lips fiercely.

Having already had close contact experience made Du Yao even more irresistible to Long Qian's kiss. In addition, his hands were still cut behind his back, so he couldn't do it even if he wanted to push.

"An Qiyuan sent a letter with a pigeon today, and I will set off with me to the place where the fire lizards gather in seven days."

Upon hearing this, Du Yao immediately asked, "What about me?"

Long Qian smiled and said, "Do you want to go?"

In fact, Long Qian was not willing to let Du Yao follow him in such a dangerous place.

But if such a smart beauty was left alone in Longjian Villa, Long Qian wouldn't be at ease, and he didn't want to come back after going through life and death for Du Yao, but the beauty had already disappeared without a trace.

This was the second time Long Qian subconsciously made excuses for not being able to leave Du Yao.

"Then, since it's an exchange of interests, we must give some benefits, right?"

Long Qian got cheap and behaved.

Du Yao's expression darkened.

"Does this still need benefits?"

Long Qian shrugged.

"It's fine if you don't give it, you can just stay here, I will let people watch you, don't even think about running away."

Du Yao said with a livid face, "Don't think about me kissing you."

It doesn't matter to Long Qian, he kissed him just now anyway.

"What benefits do you want?"

Du Yao is now under the eaves and has no choice but to bow his head.

Long Qian said: "If you go with me, you can't lose face in front of outsiders. If I say one thing, you can't say two things. If I say east, you can't go west. Especially when we are far away from Anqi. When opinions differ. Can you do it?"

Du Yao gritted his teeth: "Deal."