Dasheng still has a strong boyfriend today

The author has something to say: moving in these two days!Still have class!

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I'll finish it when I'm done~

A puff of green smoke quietly floated in from the crack of the window, as if it had eyes, it rushed towards the two lying on the bed and filled the air.

Sun Wukong opened his eyes suddenly when Qingyan was about to get into his body, his eyes glowed golden in the night, Sun Wukong shook his body slightly, and scattered the Qingyan around him.

Qingman in the distance spat out a mouthful of red blood holding her chest, but she smiled, "You can hide, can the monk beside you hide?"

Sun Wukong was also worried about this issue at this time, he saw a small wisp of green smoke getting into Tang Seng's mouth quickly, and at the moment he was opening Tang Seng's mouth, wishing to jump in and check.

"!"

As soon as Tang Seng opened his eyes, he saw Sun Wukong's magnified face and the feeling of his mouth being pinched. He thought that Sun Wukong finally couldn't bear it and wanted to take revenge on himself, so he quickly pushed away the people on him.

"Wukong! What do you want!"

Monkey King scratched his head irritably, got up and poured a glass of water to drink, "Why do you sleep with your mouth open!"

Even though he knew that even if he didn't get in through his mouth, the smoke would get in through his nose, or his ears, etc., but he still couldn't help complaining.

Tang Seng's face is inexplicable, and sleeping with his mouth open can provoke this monkey, which is too difficult to serve!

"Don't get nervous, go to bed in the middle of the night..."

Before the word Jue came out, Tang Seng's body began to feel strange.

'puff! '

Sun Wukong spit out all the water as soon as he drank it. He raised his finger and pointed at Tang Seng, unable to speak.

"What's going on, I'm crazy! Wukong, are you messing with me again!"

Tang Seng touched his face with one hand and his chest with the other. He half-kneeled on the bed, twisted a bit, then stretched out his hand to untie his belt, and his coat slipped down to his waist.

"Master, it's really not me this time!" Sun Wukong looked at Tang Seng who was inexplicably jumping up in front of him, and desperately controlled the corners of his mouth to prevent it from rising.

On the other side, Qingman was doing the same posture, and smiled triumphantly, "I see how affectionate you are!" After speaking, he changed his posture.

Here, Tang Seng also changed his posture. He supported the bed with his hands one after the other, and crawled towards the edge of the bed. His exposed waist was twisted so badly that he sat on the edge of the bed and kicked his legs upwards. With his feet resting on the edge of the bed, he fished off the bottom of his trousers with his hands, exposing his strong and slender legs.

Even though Tang Seng's expression has been very resistant throughout the whole process, his movements and postures are extremely charming.

"How dare you give me a nosebleed!"

Tang Seng's yell woke up Sun Wukong, who was already fascinated by watching it. He raised his hand to touch it, and sure enough, his nose was wet.

"Master, wait a moment!" Sun Wukong hurriedly turned his back, raised his sleeves and wiped his nosebleeds.

Even when he was in the palace back then, he manipulated Tang Seng to dance Yanwu once, but he didn't see it at that time after all, and Qingman danced much better than him.

Before the nosebleed stopped, Tang Seng's hand touched him from behind, one hand circling on his chest, and the other hand groped under his crotch.

The two gasped at the same time, and Monkey King quickly reached out and grabbed the hand, preventing him from touching it any further.

"Wukong, think of a way!"

There was a hint of crying in Tang Seng's voice, but his body couldn't help sticking to Monkey King's back, rubbing up and down.

'It's time to think of a way, if it goes on like this, it really should go off the rails! '

Thinking in his heart, Sun Wukong turned around suddenly, grabbed Tang Seng's two hands with one hand, bound them to his chest, pressed his whole body on the bed with his body and couldn't move, then took out the golden cudgel from his ear, bent After a few bends, Tang Seng was tied up.

"I have to do this first, feel wronged"

After Sun Wukong finished all this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be wronged, as long as you can stop."

Tang Seng looked up at the ceiling with a broken face.

......

Zhu Ganglu: "Master, they seem to be very intense."

Sha Wujing: "Cover your ears and go to sleep quickly, don't worry about what you shouldn't care about."