Hunter's Honeymoon Handbook

One week after the World of Warcraft riots subsided completely, Qiduo was busy counting the list of losses, dead and missing.

Xiaojie brought Qi Ya back to Whale Island.

Because the worst place destroyed by the violence of Warcraft is the countless big cities in the world, so the two think that going home is the most sensible choice, but Qi Ya's home is obviously not a good place to go, so the two of them combined and naturally returned. Arrived at Whale Island.

When Qi Ya first set foot on this land, he looked up and saw the conspicuous big tree growing entangled with Xiaojie's tavern.

Mitt and Xiaojie's mother-in-law waited at the port early when they heard the news that they were coming back.

"Aunt Mitt! This way!"

Xiaojie was the first to spot Mitt, who was stretching his neck and looking around at the port, and immediately raised his hands and shook violently. However, the former who was called by him looked back, but when he saw the two of them, he was stunned and his face flickered. There was a trace of confusion.

In the end, it was the mother-in-law who had a vicious gaze. When she saw Xiaojie whose appearance had changed a lot, she smiled kindly and patted Mitt on the back by the way.

"Jack and the others, Mitt."

Mitt suddenly felt a little dazed.

She looked up at Xiaojie, who was a full head taller than her, and Qi Ya, who was about the same size as him, stood on tiptoe awkwardly.

"...You were only this tall before."

Mitt opened his mouth, feeling that the tall boy with a sunny smile in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar. He didn't know what to say, so he stretched out his hand and gestured for the height of his waist and abdomen.

Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing out loud, and then he actually bent down and picked up Mitt and turned around in a circle.

"Hahaha, I'm back! Aunt Mitt!"

Mitt exclaimed at the moment he was lifted up, raised his eyebrows instantly, raised his fist and punched Xiaojie on the head.

"Put me down, I'm not a child, am I so tall?!"

"it hurts!"

After being beaten, Xiaojie was really honest. He carefully put down Mitt with his mouth pursed and aggrieved, and gently rubbed the bruise on his forehead from the beating.

He didn't dare to read when facing Aunt Mitt, and in order not to hurt her, he even softened that piece of flesh on purpose, so the ending... cough cough.

"I told you not to mess with Mitte, her fists are very hard."

Regarding the painful memory of being forced to eat green peppers and carrots by Mitt three years ago, Qi Ya, who expressed his deep memory, shook his head and patted the swollen bump on Xiaojie's head with gloating expression.

"Ah! Ki Ya, you did it on purpose, you're too strong!"

Qi Ya's palm slapped u, Xiaojie immediately screamed, turned around out of breath and grabbed Qi Ya's cheek, and began to pull the corner of his mouth.

"This trick again?! If you don't get tired of using it, I'm tired of it!"

Due to the corner of his mouth being pulled, Qi Ya's tone of voice leaked, which was very funny.

"Of course you won't get tired of using it. The shape of your face under this trick is very ridiculous. I won't get tired of watching it several times, hehe."

Xiaojie hummed with a face of course.

Mitte on the side stared blankly at the play of the two older children as if no one was there, and after a long time, he finally covered his mouth and let out a chuckle.

At that moment, the invisible grudge in her heart caused by time was completely let go.

"As long as those two guys meet together, they will kill each other's IQ, but as long as they act independently, it's still very good."

A low and crisp juvenile voice sounded from Mitt's side.

Mitt froze, turned his head to look, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a jet-black paper umbrella with golden patterns on it.

Then when she lifted the paper umbrella, a cold boy's face appeared in front of her eyes.

The boy looks like he will not be more than 12 years old. He is wearing a short black sportswear and has short soft hair similar to Qi Ya, but he has black hair and white skin. There is a coldness that does not match the age of the surface

Quiet breath.

"It's the first time we meet, please take care of Aunt Mitt, I'm Xiang, just call me Xiao Xiang."

This boy named Xiang came out of nowhere and bent over Mitt.

He didn't even put away his black umbrella while bending down.

"Xiao Xiang... is that right, are you...?"

Mitt subconsciously glanced at the two Qijie who hadn't stopped playing.

Xiao Xiang followed Mitt's eyes and looked at the two half-grown adults whose IQ had dropped to that of a husky, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Sorry, Aunt Mitt, I'm going ahead...I have to prepare some things first."

Xiao Xiang bent down again.

"Ah, oh, ok... Huh?"

Mi Te nodded, but felt a blur in front of his eyes. When he saw him again, the ghostly young man was gone.

"...I haven't told you the location of our home, it's really this kid, but Xiaojie probably already told him?"

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There was nothing to talk about for dinner, it was just that Mitt continued to force Qi Ya to eat the green peppers and at the same time kept asking Xiaojie about things, focusing on his practice.

Although she didn't mention Jin in a word, Xiaojie knew that she must be looking forward to hearing about Jin's current situation, so while telling about her adventures in the past three years, in addition to mentioning some interesting stories about herself and Xingkong, she also focused on describing Jin. wild daily life.

Of course, he didn't say a word about the dangerous situation, but even so, Mitte frowned.

"Jin's bastard... If he comes back, let's see if I don't beat him up all over the place."

Grinding her teeth, she drank the beer in the glass vigorously, and poured a plate of green peppers into Qi Ya's bowl by the way.

Qi Ya: "..."

So why am I a victim? !

Under Xiaojie's snickering, Qi Ya suppressed his churning stomach, and ate the green pepper in the bowl bit by bit, wanting to cry without tears.

Qi Ya glared at the gloating Xiaojie, but smiled sinisterly in his heart.

Hehe, Xiaojie, since you treat me like this, you will be nice to me later, so don't blame me for being cruel.

So next, Qi Ya found an excuse to escape from Mitt's claws, and by the way sneaked to the backyard of the tavern, and met Xiao Xiang who had been waiting there.

Xiao Xiang picked up a big cardboard box with a sly smile on his face, handed it to Qi Ya who was full of expectation, and then gave him a thumbs up.

After a few hours, Mitt finally finished her greetings from dinner and fell into a deep sleep.

Tired physically and mentally, Xiaojie dragged back to his dormitory one step at a time. As soon as he closed the door, he was embraced by Qi Ya who came out of nowhere.

"Qiu?"

Xiaojie was hugged from behind by Qi Ya, turned half of his face away, and looked at him suspiciously.

Looking at Xiaojie's clear golden eyes, Qi Ya blushed rarely.

But he didn't let go, instead he hugged Xiaojie with his backhand and walked towards the bed in the middle of the room.

The two are about the same size, and their upper body muscles are lean and smooth, wearing vests and short sleeves. The visual effect of two teenagers being hugged by another princess is definitely not very beautiful, but Qi Ya hugs him like a normal person. Xiaojie walked to the side of the bed, then kneeled

Kneeling on the soft bed, he gently put Xiaojie down.

By this time, Xiaojie finally reacted slowly to Qi Ya's actions.

"Kiya..."

He raised his head abruptly, and hesitantly raised his head to look at Qi Ya on his body.

Just when Qi Ya was picking Xiaojie's clothes and preparing a long paragraph of touching words in his stomach to trick Xiaojie and lure him to agree, Xiaojie asked unexpectedly.

"Is Aunt Mitt asleep?"

Xiaojie blinked.

Qi Ya: "...?"

He kissed Xiaojie's neck, and he paused when he took off his clothes. He was suffocated in his stomach with sophistry, and he couldn't get up or down.

After a long time, the irritable movements of his subordinates relaxed, and their eyes softened.

"I'm in a hurry."

He got up suddenly, went to the corner of the room and picked up a cardboard box, then walked back to the bed and sat down.

"Want to see what Xiao Xiang has prepared for us?"

Hearing the name Xiao Xiang, Xiaojie's face twitched immediately, and a bad premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, prompting him to stretch out his hand to keep Qi Ya from tearing the tape on the carton.

"do not!"

However, his action was late, who was Qi Ya, he had already completed the action of opening the box as early as the second he reached out to tear the tape.

Then, he looked in expectantly and froze instantly.

There are a bunch of dark props piled up in the cardboard box, such as thick dicks with bumps, spiral intestinal cleaners, nipples/nails, nipples/rings, leather whips with soft thorns, etc., as long as he can think of sex props, he will stuffed in.

Qi Ya was dumbfounded, pointing at the items in the box tremblingly.

Then he suddenly came back to his senses, stammering with pleading eyes.

"I don't know...I didn't intend to use these! I thought it was just lu.lube.oil or something..."

After Xiaojie glanced at the contents of the box with a look of reluctance, he patted Qi Ya's shoulder sympathetically.

"I understand, I understand."

This is normal, Qi Ya and Xiao Xiang haven't been together for a long time, but I have been abused by him for three full years, that guy is far from as pure as his appearance.

Seeing Xiaojie's usual expression, Qi Ya also calmed down, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Faint in front of lovers... woo, he surpassed him in terms of maturity, damn it!

At this second, Qi Ya felt an inexplicable loss in his heart.

Then he shook his head, stretched out his hands full of goosebumps, and suppressed his disgust to dig out the long-awaited lubricating oil from the pile of dark props.

Thank goodness!Xiao Xiang, a filthy god, actually knows how to prepare such serious things!

The moment he found what he wanted, Qi Ya instantly threw the box of props off the bed and smashed it into pieces with a fist.

Xiaojie's eyebrows twitched.

If Xiao Xiang knew that his hard work had been ruined by Qi Ya in this way, he would definitely... ahem, absolutely not tell him.

He pretended to cough twice.

The next moment, he was pinned down on the bed by Qi Ya again.

"···Eh?"

At the moment of being overwhelmed, Xiaojie's muscles tensed, but when he felt the familiar heat falling on his ear, he immediately relaxed all his muscles.

He turned his head and saw such a scene.

Qi Ya, who was blushing in confusion just now, bent down, and piously placed kisses one after another on his bare neck and collarbone.

The handsome young man with silver hair and white skin, his face should be full of pride, but he showed such a submissive expression... It's really too sexy.

Xiaojie's heart moved, he raised his upper body slightly, put his arms around Qi Ya, and pressed him down with light force.

He put his hands on the soft bedding beside Qi Ya's face, quietly looking down at him.

Xiaojie's gaze passed over Qi Ya's fair and straight nose bridge, his deep blue cat eyes made of emotion, and his perfect muscles trembling slightly, glistening with crystal beads of sweat.

Qi Ya didn't stop moving when Xiaojie looked down at him, and even raised his head, licking and biting his collarbone intently.

The latter twisted his body reflexively.

The collarbone was itchy, full of hot and humid touch from Qi Ya's licking.

While he was in a daze, Qi Ya turned over again, pressed him under him, lowered his head and buried his head in his chest, and opened his mouth to bite his nipple.

Xiaojie trembled all over, the natural competitive nature in the male body prompted him to raise his arms around Qi Ya's thin waist, and pressed him down hard.

Qi Ya raised his eyebrows, even though he was pressed down by Xiaojie, the aggression on his face did not change at all, and he looked extremely lustful.

During the period of mutual pressure, the clothes of the two people had been thrown under the bed at some point. At this moment, their skin was touching, their limbs were entangled, and they carefully licked and kissed each other's smooth skin, from head to toe, as if everyone wanted to To devour the opponent into the stomach.

Not long after, the smooth skin surface of the two of them was already covered with red spots.

In the end, it was Qi Ya who had the slightest advantage, panting and pressing Xiaojie into the quilt.

He looked proudly at Xiaojie, who was flushed and powerless under his body, and bit his sensitive belly button.

Xiaojie was twitched by the stimulation, his legs straightened immediately, and the insteps of his feet unconsciously pressed down.

A cold finger went into him, then a second, and a third.

Qi Ya calmly raised one of Xiaojie's legs, and by the way, stuffed a snow-white pillow under his waist, forcing him to raise his hips.

He patted Xiaojie's firm buttocks with a crackling sound.

"You are so dark."

Qi Ya smiled and stamped his palm on Xiaojie's reddish wheat-colored buttocks, one white and one light brown, the contrast was sharp.

"Let me come if you dislike it."

Unconvinced, Xiaojie wanted to raise his body and press Qi Ya's face down, and took the opportunity to counter-press, but Qi Ya knocked on his waist with a knife.

He suddenly felt a numbness in his waist, and suddenly lost consciousness again.

"cunning!"

He grinds his teeth.

"How can you overwhelm you if you are not cunning? Your physical strength is comparable to mine."

Qi Ya smiled wickedly.

Just as Xiaojie wanted to refute, he suddenly felt a pain in his lower body and gasped in shock.

Qi Ya here also scratched his buttocks in pain.

"Relax, relax, it hurts me so much."

"I'm in pain too! How can I relax—"

Xiaojie tried hard to cooperate with Qi Ya's movements, but he still hissed in pain and twisted his body uncomfortably.

Qi Ya also gasped in pain and froze.

The two fell onto the bed in an awkward position.

After a few minutes, Qi Ya felt that Xiaojie's lower body seemed to loosen a little, and immediately tried to move it.

"lighter!"

Xiaojie was annoyed.

"I can't help you if you say that, you, it's so hot inside, I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't move."

Qi Ya blushed, feeling as if his important parts were bound by countless rubber bands, pitifully like a wrung-out towel.

"Then you go out!"

Xiaojie held back tears from the corners of his eyes in pain.

"I do not want!"

Qi Ya endured the pain and stuffed another section.

"Well!"

Xiaojie patted Qi Ya's shoulder muscles with high wrinkles, and his thigh muscles were tense and twitched.

After Qi Ya went in completely, about 10 minutes later, the two of them were already sweating profusely.

"I thought it was easy, but I didn't expect it to be so painful...Xiao Xiang bastard lied to me again."

Xiaojie took a deep breath.

Qi Ya nodded sympathetically, even though he was the one above, the pain he suffered was not that bad.

But despite the pain, the wonderful feeling of the sensitive parts being wrapped in heat... It's painful and comfortable.

Under this temptation, Qi Ya moved back and forth again.

"Huh, ha... ha..."

Xiaojie raised his head and wrapped his arms around Qi Ya's neck tightly.

Qi Ya gradually regained his senses from the pain, and began to feel that wonderful sense of fit, which seemed to melt into Xiaojie's body like honey.

"Little Jie..."

Qi Ya panted heavily, and pressed his hot forehead against Xiaojie's hot forehead, kissing the tip of his nose, the corners of his lips, temples, and brow bone bit by bit.

As if no matter how much you kiss, you can't kiss enough.

His eyes were like hook kisses, firmly grasping Xiaojie's flushed and sweaty face.

Everything about this person is his, every inch of skin, every drop of sweat is his, everything is his.

The bond between him and him has gone deep into the bone marrow, like twin flowers on the other shore.

He will never let go.

"I love you."

Xiaojie nodded indiscriminately, with a misty and affectionate smile on his face.

He wrapped his legs tightly around Kiya's narrow waist, trying to lock him up, or embed himself in his body.

"Me too...me too."

"I love you, Kita."

I can't live without you.

The author has something to say:

That's it, don't dare to write more, it will be miserable if you are harmonized

I'll post a side story on the weekend, probably

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