Slag Reconstruction System

Xing Wufeng took a breath, the desire in his body cooled down instantly, and there was a hint of anger and embarrassment on his stiff face.

Although it was Xie Zi who teased him on the initiative, he was half-hearted. If they had no disagreement on offense and defense, he would be happy to do it.

Xie Zi stood aside pitifully, and the broken hair on his temples was messy on his forehead, adding a touch of childishness to him.

"Master, did the disciple do something wrong?" The bottom of the water-colored eyes was smudged with a touch of bewilderment.

Xing Wufeng quickly put the robe on his body, "No."

Knowing that Xie Zi's mind is sensitive and delicate, Xing Wufeng originally wanted to put down his body to comfort him, but his words were extremely blunt when he uttered, "It's a teacher's problem."

Xie Zi lowered her long eyelashes like crow feathers, and her heart was tormented as if she had been thrown into a pot.

Woohoo, the master must have disliked his poor technique.

Thinking of this reason, the boy raised his face again, blushing and muttering: "Master, please give me another chance, I will definitely not let you down this time."

Seeing him looking at him firmly, Xing Wufeng hesitated a little, the flames in his body had just faded away, and there was still a little spark about to move.

The man cleared his throat sanctimoniously, "In this case, you must never use your fingers again..." He paused, unable to continue.

But I don't want these words to fall into Xie Zi's ears. It is undoubtedly a shocking news.

It turns out that the master likes to treat him roughly, he doesn't use his fingers, could it be——

Xie Zi stopped the dirty thoughts in his head in time, just thinking about it, but the fire in his body was burning more and more fiercely.His chest was pounding like a drumstick, Xie Zi nodded vigorously for fear that the man would change his mind.

At this time, the man was wearing a gray robe, and his honey-colored chest was shining with a faint luster under the moonlight.

Suddenly feeling very thirsty, the young man swallowed, his usually clear voice was a little hoarse, "Master, I will definitely serve you well."

Xing Wufeng glanced at Xie Zi, who was covered in snow, with a deep expression, but finally he couldn't resist the desire of his body.

Anyway, he has been fucked by Xiao Han in the last life, so it is fair to get it back from Xie Zi this time.

The man who gave himself a reasonable reason relaxed his body again and leaned against the rock wall on one side.

There was a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, and he smiled meaningfully, "Do you know how to serve a man?"

Hearing Xie Zi's words, her face turned even redder, as if she could drip blood.Holding the wet cloth in both hands, he lowered his eyes and said, "I can learn."

Xing Wufeng raised his eyebrows coquettishly, and was very satisfied with his answer, so he stretched out his hand and hooked at the boy, "Come here."

Xie Zi came to his man's side obediently like a cat. Xing Wufeng casually picked up a lock of the boy's hair, and said rarely to comfort him: "It's too tight, it may hurt in a while, you have to relax."

According to the current setting, Xie Zi has no experience in personnel affairs and is still a young child. Although he has no experience in attacking, his theoretical knowledge must be richer than Xie Zi's.

"Well, disciple understands." Xie Zi's voice was like an ant.

Well, now that the communication has been made, he can enjoy it with confidence.

Xing Wufeng stretched out his big hand, and directly took Xie Zi into his arms.

The boy's body was flexible and slender, and he felt good in the hand, the man couldn't help touching it more.Xie Zi stared fixedly at the man's lips with his elk-like eyes, as if bewitched, he involuntarily tiptoed to kiss him.

Xing Wufeng slapped his head away.

Xie Zi looked at him with an aggrieved face, and the water vapor in his eyes became thicker.

"I don't like to kiss people as a teacher." What's the meaning of exchanging saliva.

He had never liked kissing, but Xiao Han liked it very much. He used to pester him to kiss him every time during foreplay, which made him feel a little annoying.

"Disciple remembers." Xie Zi replied disappointedly.

Soon, he cheered up again, grabbed the back of Xing Wufeng's neck with both hands, and kept rubbing in his arms.

It's terrible.Xing Wufeng took a deep breath, thinking, this Xie Zi still has a little trick to seduce people.He stripped off Xie Zi's clothes three times and five times, and when he was about to pounce on him, Xie Zi dexterously dodged and directly dodged behind him.

Yo, I can still have fun.Xing Wufeng twitched the corner of his mouth viciously, but didn't move, to see what tricks Xie Zi would make.

After such a pause, the man only felt a strong force coming from behind him, which caught him off guard and staggered two steps.Look at holding the rock wall with his palms to stabilize his figure, the next moment, Xing Wufeng felt a hot object pressing behind him.

Even through the underwear, the temperature and touch of the object made the man unconsciously stiffen his body.

What's happening here?Haven't we communicated just now?

Blinking in a daze, Xing Wufeng turned over in stress for the sake of his own butt.

Xie Zi was also taken aback, and didn't hide her physical reaction, but asked pitifully, "Master, did I hurt you again?"

"..."

The man's forehead twitched, knowing that they still hadn't communicated well.Being splashed with cold water twice in a row, Xing Wufeng obviously lost his patience, he would rather masturbate himself than wading through this muddy water again.

Damn it, it turned out that Xie Zi looked soft and weak, but he was thinking about his ass all the time!

Simply daring.

"Zi'er." Xing Wufeng called him, under the young man's uneasy expression, he pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a stiff smile, "I think you may have misunderstood one thing."

"I don't know what's going on, I hope the master will tell you." Xie Zi pursed her lips nervously.

"..." Xing Wufeng put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, then said: "I don't like being pressed down for my teacher."

Xie Zi understood this sentence.

A layer of mist instantly covered the eyes that were as clear as water, the young man's snow-white and moist body arched slightly, and a trace of ugliness flashed across his face.

"Master, this disciple understands." As soon as this sentence came out, Xie Zi's eyes turned red.

Xing Wufeng gave him a complicated look, and was about to say a few soft words to him, but he heard Xie Zi say: "Master, I know you can't forget Senior Brother Luo Chen in your heart, you just want him to hug you, disciple... all disciples... I understand, but I still can't help liking Master."

After saying the last sentence, a tear in Xie Zi's eyes finally slid down slowly along the snow-white cheek.

The night was gloomy, and the young man stared at him with tears in his face, which was more amazing than ever.