ghost master

After a long time, Mu Mu came back to Wang Xiaopang cautiously. Han Lin took his hand away from Wang Xiaopang's face, but the kid immediately looked down at Mu Mu's crotch. Han Lin's expression darkened, and he stretched out his hand again. Lift Wang Xiaopang's head up so that he won't see it.

"Why do you stare at other people's crotch?" Han Lin asked Wang Xiaopang incomprehensibly: "You have something yourself."

[no the same. ] Wang Xiaopang asked Han Lin strangely in his heart: [Master, didn't you see it just now?He suddenly turned up, I have never had it before!Is there something wrong with him? ]

Han Lin said with a straight face, "There is nothing wrong with him."

Wang Xiaopang was taken aback: [So there is something wrong with me? ! ]

"...You have nothing wrong with you." After Han Lin finished speaking, he scolded Wang Xiaopang sharply: "Where are there so many problems? If you don't feed the pigs, come back to practice with me!"

[Hey. ] Wang Xiaopang hurriedly lowered his head to cut vegetables, but he was still thinking about the change in the wood just now, and he didn't understand why his side didn't lift up. Could it be that there was something wrong with him?But he used to look at others the same as himself.

The perplexed Wang Xiaopang couldn't bear it any longer, and while throwing the chopped vegetables into the basket, he asked Mu Mu: "What happened to your place just now?"

Han Lin, who was floating behind him, really wanted to slap Wang Xiaopang to death, so couldn't he be more honest?Do I have to ask clearly?

Han Lin underestimated the curiosity of adolescent boys. Even if he didn't teach Wang Xiaopang about some things, he could explore them by himself through the nature of a man.

Mu Mu didn't expect Wang Xiaopang to ask, he was embarrassed for a while, and then he blushed and asked Wang Xiaopang: "Don't you understand?"

He was stunned by Wang Xiaopang's question, so Wang Xiaopang looked at Han Lin. The knowledge he acquired before the age of ten was taught by his master, and the knowledge he acquired after the age of ten was all taught by Han Lin.

Seeing Wang Xiaopang staring at him, Han Lin said angrily, "You don't need to understand."

Wang Xiaopang stared at Han Lin for a while, and suddenly realized that there were some things he should understand, but Han Lin obviously didn't teach him.

"Should I understand?" Wang Xiaopang asked Mu Mu in turn.

"Generally speaking, 14-year-old boys will understand..." Mu Mu looked a little embarrassed, but his eyes were bright, and he seemed to want to say this to Wang Xiaopang: "So...you won't be hard?"

Won't it be hard?Wang Xiaopang didn't quite understand it at first, but recalling the change in the wood just now, he understood it instantly.

"Where will it harden?" Wang Xiaopang asked: "Stand up like you did just now?"

"Well... it will change when you want it..." Mu Mu hesitated and said, he had discussed these things with many boys in the village in private, but he was too embarrassed to talk about it in front of Wang Xiaopang. He is much younger than boys of the same age, secondly, he looks like a girl, and thirdly, he likes him. These three reasons make Mu Mu feel uneasy and excited at this time, and there is a sense of taboo excitement.

"Want?" Wang Xiaopang continued to ask, and then felt Han Lin gently pinch the back of his neck.

"It's a man who wants to get close to a woman..."

"Go back." Han Lin couldn't bear it anymore, pinched Wang Xiaopang by the back of the neck like a kitten and forced him to go, but Wang Xiaopang was so curious that he faintly felt that he had opened a magical door, so he flexibly He broke free from Han Lin's hand, and jumped to Mu Mu's side again.

Mumu looked strangely at Wang Xiaopang stretched his neck and walked around the yard before returning, then blinked his big clear black eyes and looked at him: "Mumu, tell me again, I've never heard of this."

Mu Mu looked at Wang Xiaopang with beautiful facial features in front of him, saw his white and tender face with a little pink, and his lips that were very moist even in this winter, couldn't help his throat move slightly, and became lustful towards Wang Xiaopang .

Some young masters are pure and simple, which is really good.Mu Mu approached Wang Xiaopang, and boldly reached out to hug his thin waist, and put his face close to each other, pretending to be whispering.

Han Lin frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to drag Wang Xiaopang, but he gave him a stare.

I want to listen.Wang Xiaopang has a very strong will: I want to know.

Why doesn't he know what other 14-year-old boys know?Wang Xiaopang felt unwilling. Originally, his body was extremely slow because of Han Rin, but he concealed some things that he should know at his age. This made him feel angry, and also felt that Han Rin was Deliberately preventing him from growing up.

So he yelled at Han Lin in his heart: [Master, don't come here! ]

Han Lin's body paused, his complexion turned livid, and his fists hidden under the sleeves of his robe were clenched tightly.

"Xiao Pang, do you know? Men can also do it..." Mu Mu looked at Wang Xiaopang's lips at close range, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"What are you doing?" Wang Xiaopang asked, feeling that the wood was too close, but because both of them were men, it didn't feel abnormal to be hooked by him like this.

"It's just sex, kiss..." After Mu Mu finished speaking, he kissed Wang Xiaopang. Wang Xiaopang was startled by his sudden action, and was about to reach out to push him, when Mu Mu, who was hugging his waist, suddenly fell down. It flew out and fell hard into the pigsty.

A few pigs were hit by the wood, they groaned and didn't listen, and the pigsty became noisy for a while, Wang Xiaopang saw that the wood fell hard, so he rushed over to rescue him, you know A full-grown pig is very heavy, and it would be terrible to step on a mortal.

However, when Wang Xiaopang rushed halfway, Han Rin grabbed his wrist. When Wang Xiaopang turned his head, he saw that Han Lin's face was very ugly, and a wave of fierceness emerged again.

"He's fine." Han Lin just held Wang Xiaopang's wrist, preventing him from moving: "Go back to practice with this deity."

[I don't want to practice. ] Wang Xiaopang was a little angry, because Han Lin threw his best friend into the pigsty, and because Han Lin concealed some things from him: [I want to know those things! ]

"You are still young." Han Lin's tone was very gloomy: "When the time is right, I will naturally teach you those things myself."

"But Mu Mu said that other 14-year-old boys know about it!" Wang Xiaopang shouted out excitedly, no matter what his behavior was like talking to the air in the eyes of ordinary people, it was extremely weird: "Why do they all know that it's just me?" Can't know?"

Seeing Wang Xiaopang yelling at him, Han Lin was a little annoyed: "I told you that you are still young!"

"I'm not young anymore!" Wang Xiaopang yelled for real this time, his voice that hadn't changed even seemed a little sharp: "If you hadn't blackmailed me, I would have grown taller by now!"

In the past year, Wang Xiaopang has only grown 0.4 centimeters. Although he already knew that he would not grow up until he was 40 years old, he still inevitably felt disappointed when his mother recorded this data.

"It's all the master's fault! Sometimes you say I'm young, sometimes you think I'm immature, sometimes you want me to be like a child, and sometimes you think I'm too naive. What do you want!" Wang Xiaopang said angrily. Shaking off Han Lin's hand, he turned over and jumped into the pigsty, and helped the stunned wood out of the pigsty.

Fortunately, no pig stepped on the log. Wang Xiaopang carried the log that was much bigger than him out of the pigsty with his small body, and then led him all the way into the small earthen house next to the pigsty. There.

After all, Mu Mu was a rural boy who had done heavy work. After Wang Xiaopang helped him to the bed, he took a short rest and recovered, and then asked Wang Xiaopang fearfully: "Did you see who threw me away?" Into the pigsty?"

Mu Mu would hold Wang Xiaopang in his arms, so it was clear that he was not the one who threw him in, and at that time he obviously felt a gust of wind blowing from behind, and now he shivered just thinking about that cold feeling.

"...I threw it." Wang Xiaopang looked at Mu Mu with a guilty expression on his face: "You suddenly brought your face closer to scare me, and when I realized it, I had already thrown you out."

Mu Mu was stunned: "But you didn't move your hands at that time!"

"Uh, because I know martial arts." Wang Xiaopang stammered at Mu Mu, and then stood up from the crude wooden bed: "Mu Mu, take a good rest, and I'll feed the pig."

After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he went out with a feeling of uneasiness. He regretted it after yelling at Han Lin. This was the first time he yelled at Han Lin in a real sense, so he felt that he was dead, and he would definitely do it when he went back. He was severely taught by Han Lin.

Sure enough, Han Lin stood in the messy yard, with transparent white hair flying in the air. Whenever he was in a bad mood, he would emit a chilly air, which would move his robe and hair, It looked like a vicious ghost. When Wang Xiaopang first saw it, he was always scared to death, but now he didn't dare to face such a vicious Han Lin even though he wasn't in such a mess.

Although he was afraid, Wang Xiaopang didn't feel that he was at fault, so he walked past Han Lin with his head down, picked up the pig feed and began to feed the pigs.

It is said that feeding the pigs is actually just pouring the feed such as vegetable leaves into the trough, so Wang Xiaopang finished feeding it in a short time, but he didn't dare to face Han Lin, so he picked up the broom and went into the pigsty to clean In the pigsty, he picked out well water to bathe the pigs, and when he finally had nothing to do, he walked to Han Lin anxiously.

"That... Master, I've fixed it." Wang Xiaopang said weakly with his head down.

Han Lin glanced at him coldly, and floated out of the yard without saying a word, Wang Xiaopang hurriedly followed behind him, and when he got home, Lian'er had already boiled the bath water for him.

"Sure enough, the young master got dirty again." Lian'er felt bitter when she saw Wang Xiaopang now, but she could only force a smile: "Young master, go into the house and take a bath."

"Thank you, sister Lian'er." Wang Xiaopang thanked Lian'er, and then went back to his room to take a bath. During this time, Han Lin stood by the bathtub and looked at him. His gloomy and cold gaze made Wang Xiaopang, who was soaked in hot water, stand erect. I started to feel chills.