The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

There was a faint fragrance in the air, Shen Liuxiang sniffed it deliberately, thoughtfully.

For the sinking sound of the Love Flower Gu in his body, the fragrance wafting in the mansion is like tickling, so he sniffed it for a long time before he felt a little faint.

In an instant, Zhou Xuanlan's predicament was understood.

Shen Liuxiang was held by one hand and couldn't break free. Zhou Xuanlan stared at him with unpredictable eyes, wondering what he was thinking about. Shen Liuxiang reached for the storage bag with the other hand, not arguing with him, and was going to let Zhou Xuanlan swallow Qingyun first. Dan.

This Dandi Yunyu gave it, after swallowing, any dryness in the body will disappear, reaching the state where the four elements are all empty.

Shen Liuxiang's white and slender fingers hooked a jade bottle in his pocket, and was about to take it out, but there was a sudden pause, and his five fingers curled back silently.

At this moment, Zhou Xuanlan let go of him and sent him a few meters away.

Shen Liuxiang staggered, leaned against the wall and barely stopped, and heard a deep voice from this small world: "If you don't want to die, stay away from me."

After the words fell, Zhou Xuanlan closed his eyes and settled down, bringing his disturbed mood back on track.

I don't know who did it, and he used fake and real methods to achieve perfection. Even if he was vigilant, he couldn't help suspecting that this was the real Shen Liuxiang.

However, there is no such a coincidence.

Zhou Xuanlan frowned, Yunling suppressed the dryness and heat in his body, and removed the things mixed into the meridians little by little. Although the process was difficult, as long as he endured it, he should be able to return to normal within a few hours.

It's just that Zhou Xuanlan didn't expect that the person who was chased away had the audacity to come together and rub against him.

"I am real,"

Shen Liuxiang rushed towards the figure sitting cross-legged from behind, wrapped his hands around his slender neck, and whispered in Zhou Xuanlan's ear, "I'm real, why don't you believe me?"

The familiar breath lingered from behind, full of the smell of sinking and flowing.

Zhou Xuanlan choked for breath, and his tone was stiff, with a hint of danger warning: "Go away."

Shen Liuxiang began to pretend to be stupid: "Where are you going?"

Zhou Xuanlan's forehead was bulging with blue veins, he endured it to the extreme, and opened his dark and deep eyes.

boom--!

The spirit tree beside the clear pool trembled and scattered crystal leaves all over the ground.

The handsome young man was pressed against the tree, his slender and fragile neck was pinched by a hand, he blinked his phoenix eyes, and said innocently: "Why, I didn't do anything to you, why are you angry?"

Zhou Xuanlan stared at the person in front of him.

Grabbing the neck without any fear, and being completely unprepared towards him, it's simply...

Zhou Xuanlan shouted "Master" and "Master" all over his body, wishing he could hug him immediately.

He took a deep breath and managed to find a sliver of reason: "Ni Lin." Only Shizun knows where Ni Lin is.

Shen Liuxiang raised his eyebrows, raised his index finger, and poked the hand on his neck, "Release."

Hearing the sound, he released his slender hand, but saw that there was no trace of red marks left on the young man's white neck——Zhou Xuanlan didn't use any force at all, all he wanted was to scare people.

Shen Liuxiang coughed lightly, rubbed his neck pretendingly, his gaze fell from Zhou Xuanlan's face, and stopped somewhere on his neck and shoulders.

There was a moment of silence all around, Shen Liuxiang stretched out his hand and hugged the figure in the black robe, buried his cheek in the crescent of his neck, through the clothes, with a sense of revenge, he opened his mouth and nibbled on Ni Lin's entanglement.

Under the spirit tree, the young man's smiling voice sounded.

"Found it, here it is."

In Zhou Xuanlan's mind, a strand called reason suddenly snapped, and he pushed him back up the tree.

Hitting his back against the thick tree trunk, Shen Liu was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, his chin was lifted by a slender hand, and a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

Zhou Xuanlan lowered his head and grasped the rosy lips, and supported the hand on Shen Liuxiang's waist. With overflowing urgency and impatience, he fell straight on the slender red belt, hooked one end with his knuckle fingers, and pulled the tight belt. opened.

The warm palm broke into it, and separated from the thin waist of the young man through a layer of thin underwear.

Shen Liuxiang froze, raised his hand against the broad chest in front of him, turned his face away from the thin lips raging between his lips, took advantage of the gap to breathe lightly, "Don't touch..."

Zhou Xuanlan paused, seeing the person in his arms with black eyelashes drooping, and his voice trembled slightly, "Don't touch, don't touch your waist."

Shen Liuxiang's waist was very sensitive, and he couldn't stand the kneading that penetrated into it.

But making it clear with such a posture was tantamount to adding fuel to the flames. In an instant, he was pressed against the tree, his fingers gripping the Xuanpao were tightened, and the body imprisoned in Zhou Xuanlan's arms could not stop shaking.

After a while, the branches hanging above the two of them swayed without wind.

Shaking down a few leaves, they fell to the ground together with the slender red belt hanging from Shen Liuxiang's waist.

There was the sound of clothes being torn in the air.

Shen Liuxiang's body turned cold, and he was a little timid for the first time.

Facing the irrational and lustful Zhou Xuanlan, Shen Liuxiang could feel that the other party had a strong desire to kill him here immediately.

I'm a little scared now.

Although he shouted loudly on weekdays, at this juncture, Shen Liuxiang was extremely flustered, wishing to be a little turtle that could shrink into its shell.

But at this moment, he had no place to hide, his back leaned against the tree, and in front of him was Zhou Xuanlan who had lost his mind due to lust.

There is no going back.

The sense of oppression brought by Zhou Xuanlan was too strong, Shen Liuxiang felt that his breathing became difficult, his handsome face was slightly pale, the hand holding Zhou Xuanlan's arm tightened, and he couldn't help pushing and shoving.

But no matter how hard the force in his hand was, to Zhou Xuanlan, it was like scratching an itch, unable to stop him in the slightest.

Shen Liuxiang had tasted the love flower Gu, and knew that in this situation, Zhou Xuanlan had little hope of waking up, so he raised his hand and refused, which was just a subconscious behavior.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Xuanlan, who had been pressing on him, gradually stopped moving, his deep eyes stared at the face that was close at hand, and he could see the flustered expression in his eyes.

Master...doesn't want to.

This realization was like a slap in the face, and Zhou Xuanlan instantly woke up.

His loose consciousness gradually gathered, staring at the trembling figure huddled in his arms with only a loose underclothes left, he was silent for a moment, "...Master, don't be afraid,"

Zhou Xuanlan's deep voice was slightly hoarse, restraining the desire to indulge instinctively, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, but he tried his best to let go of Shen Liuxiang, and softly comforted the disturbed person, "I won't touch you anymore, don't be afraid."

Shen Liuxiang was the only person he cared about, and Zhou Xuanlan was reluctant to force him.

The sudden change made Shen Liuxiang stunned, and his face slowly returned to normal. Looking at the figure who took a step back, he called out with a complicated expression: "Zhou Xuanlan."

Zhou Xuanlan paused: "I'm here."

He said slowly: "Master, don't worry, find a place to rest for a while, and the disciple will meditate for a while, then you will be able to..."

Before he could finish speaking, the wide sleeve robe was pulled off by a hand as white as jade.

Shen Liuxiang lowered his head slightly, and the thin red spread from the fair skin behind his ears, and he stumbled like never before, "I'm not, it's not that I don't want to... I'm just a little nervous... Actually, I have Qingyun Pill, but I don't want to give it to you. "

Shen Liuxiang's cheeks were hot: "Did you understand?"

After asking, Shen Liuxiang noticed that Zhou Xuanlan's breathing was a little short, and when he looked up at him, a shadow flashed across his eyes.Zhou Xuanlan leaned over, put one arm around Shen Liuxiang's waist, passed through the bend of his leg with the other hand, picked him up horizontally, swept away his consciousness, and strode towards the inner room.

The thin red belt and the torn outer shirt were left under the spirit tree, and some leaves fell on it.

This cave is spacious and spacious, and the environment is quiet. There are some high-level spells recorded on the stone walls, which should be created by some high-level hermit Taoist.

The furnishings in the inner room are extremely simple, or the original things have been rotten, leaving only a large warm jade couch.

In the dim light, the nephrite jade with excellent texture exudes a moist luster.

A black robe was spread on the warm jade couch, and then a thin figure wearing only a thin inner garment was placed on it.

The red satin of the young man's hair slipped off at some point, and his black hair was scattered in a mess in the couch.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes were deep and deep. He lowered his head and kissed his ruddy and soft lips. He put his palm on the only cover for the person under him, slowly took it off, and threw it under the couch together with his underwear.

In the eternal starry night in the secret realm, it suddenly began to rain.

Sometimes there is a strong wind and heavy rain, and the sound of crackling raindrops can be heard deep in the forest, and sometimes the drizzle is long and long, gently nourishing everything in the secret realm.

In the inner room where the rain cannot reach, the warm jade couch is full of beautiful scenes.

Knowing that Zhou Xuanlan was poisoned by love, Shen Liuxiang would inevitably struggle a bit, but he didn't expect that it would last so long.

He couldn't bear it any longer, but the scorching aura on Zhou Xuanlan's body didn't subside in the slightest, on the contrary, it tended to intensify.

Shen Liuxiang clenched his lips, and after an unknown amount of time, he couldn't help but let Zhou Xuanlan stop.

But Zhou Xuanlan, who has a deep sense of taste, no matter how strong his self-control is, and puts him on the tip of his heart, it is impossible to stop at this time. His thin lips clung to Shen Liuxiang's ear, and coaxed in a low voice: "Master, bear with me for a while." Just fine."

It was raining heavily outside.

The wind blowing in from nowhere hit the spirit tree, and the crystal clear leaves rustled down, accompanied by the cloak that lost its owner on the ground.

The light and shadow in the room are intertwined, and time passes very slowly.

Shen Liuxiang was a little distracted, his whole body was wrapped in Zhou Xuanlan's aura, and the fingers hanging on the black robe flinched weakly.

He was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to push back, panting lightly, and wanted to rest for a while, but Zhou Xuanlan was still emotionally moved, with no sign of satisfaction on his face, and continued to pull Shen Liuxiang into an endless orgy middle.

In the end, the handsome young man cried and shook his head, broke free from the confinement, and wanted to stay on the bed, but was caught by Zhou Xuanlan again in an instant, and pushed him back down again.

"One last time, Master," Zhou Xuanlan kissed him reassuringly, "I promise."

Shen Liuxiang's consciousness was drowsy. Hearing the words, he relaxed his frowned brows a little, and reluctantly nodded. He never thought that this last time would be over a few hours later.

In the end, when Zhou Xuanlan finally let go of him, he let out a low cry and passed out completely.

Zhou Xuanlan's thin lips curled up slightly, his deep eyes were full of tenderness, he lowered his head slightly, and kissed Shen Liuxiang's sweaty forehead, then took out a clean robe from the storage bag, put it on the sleeping man, wrapped it Hug from the warm jade couch.

There is a natural pool next to the spirit tree, which is very clear.

Zhou Xuanlan helped Shen Liuxiang clean up his body, walked out of the water, and glanced at the storage bag among the broken clothes at the bottom of the tree.

Without the master's spiritual power, naturally it cannot be opened.

Zhou Xuanlan picked out a dark undershirt of very good texture from his own clothes, and put it on for Shen Liuxiang.

His clothes were quite loose for Shen Liuxiang, and they were a bit loose on his body. Zhou Xuanlan pulled him into his arms again, and the clothes on the shoulders slipped off, revealing most of his snow-white shoulders, and the remaining ambiguity on them red marks.

Zhou Xuanlan's eyes dimmed, and his arms around Shen Liuxiang's slender waist tightened.

For a moment, he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his handsome fair face was slightly sideways, his eyes were closed, and his brows were slightly frowned even though he was asleep.

He looked exhausted.

Zhou Xuanlan slowly restrained his thoughts. After all, it was the first time for Master, so he couldn't bear to torment him too much.