Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Gradually, Yu Miao's fanatical drenching disappeared little by little. He carefully embraced Jiang Xun's waist, picked up the warm spring water in the bucket, and gently scrubbed his body, trying his best to protect a man who would disappear at any time. dream,

Panting low, Jiang Xun raised his glistening fingers soaked in hot water, and caressed the notches on Yu Jiu's chest, and also comforted the beating heart in his chest.

After a while, he brought his right hand to his lips and bit it open.

But before he put his finger on Yu Miao's wound, Yu Miao took his finger in Yu Miao's mouth, the wound healed quickly, and the sweet smell was also absorbed by Yu Miao's tongue.

Jiang Xun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he breathed the scorching breath from his nasal cavity, and said in a low voice, "...heal your wound."

Yu Miao's kiss fell lightly on Jiang Xun's forehead like a feather, his movements were gentle, but his voice could not stop trembling: "Don't get hurt again. You are not allowed to get hurt for anyone else."

That's what he said, but Jiang Xun could see clearly that his body was already riddled with holes.

Jiang Xun's fingertips brushed over Yu Miao's lower abdomen. The small depression he liked to put his claws in before had disappeared, and a sunken dark red long and narrow scar stretched across there showing off his might.

Slowly moving his fingers up, following the direction of the meridians, Jiang Xun touched every inch of his body like a blind man feeling an elephant.

Almost no part of the skin can be regarded as smooth. Sword wounds, knife wounds, and arrow scars are densely packed and can be seen everywhere.

This broken body records the time he has gone through in the past three years.

In the end, Jiang Xun's fingers moved back to Yu Miao's alchemy palace.There are knife marks overlapping sword marks, and I don't know how many times it has been cut open.The golden core inside was touched through a layer of skin, and it was hot and scorching, like a soul rolling and screaming under a volcano, spewing blood-red magma foam.

Thousands of words were in his mouth, but Jiang Xun couldn't say anything.

In the end, he rested his forehead on Yu Miao's shoulder, and clumsily uttered seven words: "...Yu Jiu, you are really crazy."

Yu Miao let out a faint chuckle, and his movements became softer and softer.He lifted Jiang Xun's hair with his index finger and pinned it behind his ear.Immediately, a palm full of calluses was pressed on the back of Jiang Xun's head, and he rubbed it gently twice. The low and sexy voice slid over Jiang Xun's earlobe softly, making his ears itchy and hot.

Yu Miao's answer was very light, for fear of scaring away Jiang Xun in this dream. Because of this, the evil breath in his words made people's hair stand on end: "It doesn't matter if you are crazy. I will fight with you even if I use whatever means." You are together."

Speaking of this, Yu Miao seemed to realize that his words were too aggressive, and immediately suppressed the murderous aura all over his body, and explained in an uneasy tone: "...I didn't mean to hurt you. Don't be afraid."

Such a cautious Yu Miao made Jiang Xun's heart soften.

He opened his mouth lightly, grabbed Yu Miao's well-defined collarbone, and said vaguely, "You know I'm afraid, so why don't you hug me?"

According to Yu Miao's words, he picked up the weak and boneless young man like a cat from the water, put him on the bed, and carefully wiped off the water stains on his head and face, just like the one who first entered Yaoyunmen and picked up Jiang Xun. One night, I am afraid that if one of the movements is too heavy, the person in front of him will disappear in the mist of the morning light like soap locust bubbles.

Jiang Xun was completely untouched, leaned sideways, and looked at Yu Miao's eyebrows earnestly and presumptuously. When he saw the rise, he gently traced it with his fingers.

——It's only been three days since I saw him, but I already miss him very much.

Yu Miao was doing his own thing wholeheartedly. After using the cleansing technique, the water droplets on Jiang Xun's hair disappeared, and his soft long hair was casually draped on the pillow. Seeing this, Yu Miao simply coiled his hair with a wooden hairpin .

When they slept together in Hongfeng Village for seven days, Jiang Xun knew that Yu Miao had this habit. He was afraid that their hair would become entangled and it would be difficult to take care of it the next day.Jiang Xun often doesn't have a long memory, and likes to sleep with his hair spread out, but he is not very honest when he sleeps. As a result, his hair is knotted the next day, and he grinned when he combed his hair in front of the bronze mirror.

Thinking of the past, Jiang Xun couldn't help laughing. Seeing him grinning to himself, Yu Miao stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, then gently rubbed the index finger that touched Jiang Xun, as if he didn't dare Confident look.

...Jiang Xun could tell from the expression on his face that he was surprised that the hallucination lasted so long this time.

After tidying up Jiang Xun, Yu Miao put on some clothes, sat by the bed, and stretched out his hand to close Jiang Xun's eyelids.

While Jiang Xun was wondering, he heard Yu Miao calmly say: "Sleep, I'll watch you."

... What are you looking at me for?Watch my "illusion" turn into a butterfly and fly away?

Jiang Xun sighed in his heart.

He is not used to Yu Miao who puts people on the bed but doesn't fuck.

So, he arched towards Yu Miao, rested his head on his lap, grabbed his clothes with his hands, but did not rush to take them off, but slowly rubbed them with his palms.

The white clothes were rubbed open little by little, and soon, the clothes on Yu Miao's right shoulder slipped off, Jiang Xun moved his finger down, and hooked Yu Miao's loosely tied belt with his little finger.

Yu Miao's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't dare to push Jiang Xun away, Jiang Xun became more aggressive, clasped Yu Miao's waist, stuck out his little tongue, and sucked the pistil on his chest Come on, swell that bit like a grape, until Yu Miao can no longer bear the teasing, grabs his hand, and pushes him down on the bed.

Coming out of the tub, Yu Miao had never taken care of herself seriously, her messy hair was hanging down, fluttering slightly with her panting, three or four drops of water were hanging from the end of her hair, soon they were unbearable, dripping On Jiang Xun's face.

Pop, pop, pop.

The water droplets splashed on Jiang Xun's face, splashing out small sprays.Yu Miao frowned, as if seeing that the treasures he carefully treasured were stained, he reached out to wipe them off.

A drop of water landed on the corner of Jiang Xun's lips, Yu Miao's finger just touched there, who would have thought that Jiang Xun just happened to stick out his tongue and sucked Yu Miao's finger into his mouth with the water drop.

Picking, dialing, pointing, hooking, Jiang Xun sucked Yu Miao's finger like tasting delicious candy.

The warm, wet and soft touch made Yu Miao narrow his eyes, and his breathing rate gradually accelerated.

During this process, Jiang Xun kept staring at Yu Miao intently, his eyes sparkling, until Yu Miao suddenly bent down, pulled back his fingers slightly, and blocked his lips with his mouth.

When the mouth was separated from Yu Miao's fingers, there was a subtle "Bo" sound, just like the sound of soap bubbles bursting.

This seemed to stimulate Yu Miao, he suddenly deepened the strength of the kiss, as if he wanted to get in touch with this short-lived reality for a little longer before the illusion disappeared.

It was rare for Jiang Xun to actively cooperate with his movements. After the fierce kiss, Jiang Xun stretched out his right hand without A Mu, clasped it tightly with Yu Miao's left hand, and pressed it to his ear and asked, "Yu Jiu, who am I?" who?"

Yu Miao replied, "Jiang Xun."

Jiang Xun's eyes wavered lightly: "How many Jiang Xun are there in the world?"

Yu Miao raised the corners of his lips lightly, and hugged Jiang Xun tightly as if realizing something: "One. There is only one."

Jiang Xun slowly exhaled hot and humid breath on the tips of Yu Miao's ears, and combined with his hoarse and provocative voice, it dyed it red: "There is only one Jiang Xun in the world now. Don't you want to... Um?"

Such a straightforward and naked invitation shattered Yu Miao's last sliver of rationality.

Soon after, the pillow quilt fell to the ground, the bed shook, and the wooden hairpin binding Jiang Xun's long hair bumped against the edge of the bed from time to time, making crisp and loud crackling sounds.

Beads of sweat rolled from the two of them, and Jiang Xun gritted his teeth loudly. Half of his head was hanging from the edge of the bed, his face was pale, the sheets under his hands were twisted and crumpled, and his feet rested on Yu Miao. On his shoulders, he felt like he would fall off the bed at any moment.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Xun began to doubt the correctness and practicality of his actions.

After half an hour, Jiang Xun's eyes were full of mist, and the physiological tears couldn't stop pouring out, and the body fluid secreted in his mouth gradually increased, making it difficult for him to breathe.

But he didn't swear at anyone, and he didn't cry and beg Yu Miao to stop.

During the double cultivation, the two exchanged spiritual power, and Jiang Xun realized deeply how incredible the speed of Yu Miao's spiritual power improvement in the past three years was.

He took several intermittent breaths before he could barely control his spiritual power, and carefully merged with Yu Miao, temporarily reconciling and stabilizing the violent spiritual power in him.

This process took Jiang Xun too much energy.

Since waking up in the stalactite cave yesterday afternoon, Jiang Xun is simply a humanitarian rescuer without borders. He helped Yin Wutang and Zhan Mei treat their injuries, and repelled the evil demon who invaded Yuyang, and now he was knocked down again. On the bed, don't forget to save lives and heal the wounded.

He was finally tired, so tired that he didn't even care about the soreness and fatigue on his body, so he fell asleep in a daze.

...By the way, he really didn't want to admit that he was fainted by Yu Miao Shengsheng.

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This copulation can be described as protracted, even the two people involved didn't know how long it lasted. When Yu Miao withdrew, he lost all his strength, and with his remaining consciousness, he picked up the quilt on the ground. After covering Jiang Xun tightly, she hugged him from behind and passed out.

Yu Miao hadn't slept so long and so deeply for a long time, when a spiritual light suddenly flashed in his blank mind, Yu Miao was suddenly frightened, turned over and sat up, the whole body was full of evil spirits, Guangcheng was guided by the master's breath, and there was a clang sound. Flying out of the sheath, Yu Miao stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword that was rushing towards him like lightning, only then did he realize that he was in Fanghe Pavilion.

But today's Fanghe Pavilion is very different from the usual cleanliness, the footstool is overturned, the bed gauze is skewed, and he is naked and in a mess.

Yu Miao frowned fiercely, trying to search his own memory, but his head felt an unspeakable dull pain. He held his forehead, trying to recall all the details before he fell asleep.

At this moment, he didn't hold Guangcheng's left hand, and felt a mass of warmth on the bed near the inner side.

He turned his face away and saw humanoid objects wrapped in the quilt beside him.

When he was stunned, the human-shaped object seemed to have heard the movement of the swordsman outside, moved lazily, stretched out a hand covered with mottled blue marks, followed by a hairy head, looking Xiang Yumiao's eyes were so dazed that he couldn't even focus properly.

But he soon showed a smile, rested his chin on his bare arm, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ninth brother, you are really going to kill me."