Slag Reconstruction System

Xing Wufeng fell asleep thinking about it, and had a rare erotic dream.

In the dream, the handsome guy who was interested in him was lying on the bed, his eyes were like silk, and he hooked his fingers, "Come here."

He wiped his saliva, feeling quite excited.

With a fiery heart, he hardly resisted, and rushed towards his handsome guy.

"Xiao Shoushou, I'm here."

Relying on the speculation in his heart, Mu Xin easily found this man.At this time, the other party seemed to be in some sweet dream, his body was hot, his lips were slightly parted, and there was an aura of desire and dissatisfaction all over his body.

Could it be that Chi Yu didn't satisfy him at all?

The smile on the boy's face disappeared, and he pulled the quilt off the man without hesitation.

The cold moonlight poured down like water, shining on the man's honey-like texture, and clearly reflecting the unsightly red marks.

Mu Xin immediately shifted his gaze to Xing Wufeng's shoulder, the golden dragon was not as obvious as before, but it did not disappear after all.

Xing Wufeng shivered in his dream, and said to the handsome guy in his arms: "Why are you so cold?"

The handsome guy continued to wink at him, "Come on, let my body heat up."

Xing Wufeng smiled evilly, "Little baby, don't worry, I'll satisfy you right away."

After finishing speaking, he pressed down on her happily, and before he could kiss the little mouth, he was slapped heavily on the face.

The man was awakened by the slap, blinked his eyes in a daze, and murmured: "Little baby?"

Mu Xin guessed at once that he must have had some kind of erotic dream, but he didn't know what kind of ecstasy the master should be in the dream?

"Master, it's me." He lowered his eyes and whispered softly.

Xing Wufeng woke up with a jolt, and realized that the quilt was wide open, he shivered again, and hurriedly wrapped the quilt tightly.

It's really cold to death.

No, the man stared at Mu Xin motionlessly in the dark, and stammered: "Xin'er, you...why are you here?"

The young man smiled slightly, his smile was blooming like a spring flower, his brows and eyes were curved, and there was a hint of affection in his eyes.

Xing Wufeng couldn't help being absent-minded for a moment.

Mu Xin always smiles reservedly, this is the first time for him to smile like this.

"master?"

The young man's deep and pleasant voice came to his ears, and Xing Wufeng came back to his senses, "Huh?"

Mu Xin had no choice but to repeat what he said just now, "The disciple just found out that Junior Brother Chi Yu came to my room to steal the medicine. I followed him out of curiosity and found that he went to the master's room with the medicine."

He paused for a few seconds, and looked up, the man's face was red and white, and the colors were rich.

"Later, I saw that the master was not in the room, and the younger brother got medicine for sores. I guess the master must have been injured." Speaking of this, Mu Xin's eyes moved across the ambiguous marks on his body one by one, " At this time, it was late at night, and I thought that the master would not go to the back mountain again, so I searched around in the empty room, and finally found you here."

After explaining the cause and effect, Mu Xin looked at Xing Wufeng, who looked embarrassed, his plump lips curled up slightly, and his smile, against the background of the moonlight, had an inexplicable meaning.

"Master, do you need disciples to heal your injuries?"

Xing Wufeng didn't dare to look him in the eye, he just lowered his head and hesitated: "No need, I'm fine as a teacher."

"No, the disciple doesn't feel at ease if he didn't heal the master himself."

Mu Xinyan smiled at Yanyan, and snuggled up spontaneously, pulled the quilt away with both hands, and then got inside.

Pricked by the chill on the boy's body, Xing Wufeng's body trembled, "Xin'er, I'm really fine."

"Master, don't be brave, we have to go to Wuyou City tomorrow, you can't make any mistakes." The young man's cool fingertips meandered over his body, like a cold-blooded reptile in his eyes, Wherever it went, it brought a wave of tremors.

"Well!"

Xing Wufeng snorted, and grabbed Mu Xin's slender wrist under the blanket.

The boy stopped moving, his eyes were gentle and innocent, "What's the matter, did I hurt you?"

Xing Wufeng frowned, and nodded slightly.

This Mu Xin didn't know whether it was intentional or unmistakable, his fingers were always buckling on the hickey marks on his body.Chi Yu acted rudely and arrogantly just now, he was bitten with several marks, and now he is being treated like this by Mu Xin, it feels so sour.

"Then I'll take it easy."

The boy's voice became hoarse at some point, and the bite marks were carefully applied with his fingertips stained with wound medicine.He seemed to lower his head without any doubt, and the corner of his mouth inadvertently brushed the red, swollen red plum.

Xing Wufeng shrank his shoulders, subconsciously stepped back, but Mu Xin said in a curious tone: "Master, how did you get hurt, it's all swollen here."

The boy's lips were almost pressed against his chest, and the hot air from his mouth sprayed on the sensitive little bean on his right side. Xing Wufeng blushed, and said vaguely: "It should be accidentally rubbed by clothes." Of course he couldn't say that he was gouged by Chi Yu, otherwise how would he meet people.

After hearing this, Mu Xin chuckled, "That dress must be very rough." His white and slender fingertips tapped on the top.

Xing Wufeng felt very awkward, frowned and said, "Xin'er, let me do it myself."

The young man shook his head and said with a sneer: "You are too careless, I still need to do these detailed tasks."

The body gradually warmed up, some thin sweat broke out on the tip of Mu Xin's nose, and the viscous ointment spread evenly on the man's body.After those wounds were taken care of, the boy stopped his hands, his eyes hidden in the darkness were as hot as those of a leopard.

He put his fingertips on the millet grains that stood up due to the pain, and pressed his fingertips gently, as if he was addicted to playing.

There was numbness and pain in his chest, and Xing Wufeng frowned uncomfortably, "Are you alright?"

Mu Xin didn't answer, he stared dazedly at the cute spot, and finally, he said in a hoarse voice, "There are bloodshots here, let me help you sterilize the poison." As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't hesitate Desperately put the milk in his mouth.

Xing Wufeng didn't have any defenses, his body trembled, and a painful moan escaped from his slightly opened mouth, "Uh...Xin'er, what are you doing?"

The young man didn't have time to answer him, all his thoughts were on the man's chest right now, the full and firm touch made him linger.He even forgot about helping the man apply the medicine at the beginning, and sucked it forgetfully. While sucking there, his hair spontaneously and slowly moved down, holding the man's buttocks. The tips wantonly ravished.

There is only a pair of thin obscene pants left on his body, which can't resist Mu Xin's offensive.

Xing Wufeng was angry and impatient, and reprimanded loudly: "Let go."

Gradually regaining his sanity, Mu Xin restrained the turbulent desire in his body, moved his lips, and withdrew his hand, without any unnecessary fluctuations in his voice, "Master."

Seeing the young man so calm, Xing Wufeng couldn't help wondering if what happened just now was his illusion.

He hesitated and said, "Did you know what you were doing just now?"

Mu Xin answered without humility, "Disinfection."

Xing Wufeng: "..."

Although saliva can indeed be disinfected, is it necessary to suck and suck him?He's not a woman, so what's there to chew on.

It's just that the young man's face is sincere and respectful, and he is still counting on the young man to help him get the fire tomorrow, even if he eats tofu, he can't get angry, and he feels a little depressed.

"Okay, I feel much better as a teacher, you go down first."

Finally, he choked out such a sentence.

Mu Xin was sure that he didn't dare to criticize him too much, a gleam flashed in his eyes, "When I came, I found that Junior Brother Chi Yu hadn't returned to his room, and he seemed to be still looking for the master's trace."

Chi Yu is still looking for him?

Xing Wufeng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately changed his mind.

"Xin'er, you can sleep here tonight, I think the bed is a bit cold, so you can warm the bed for me."

"Yes, Master." The smile in Mu Xin's eyes deepened, and he said with a pun: "It's a disciple's honor to be able to 'warm the bed' for Master."

Xing Wufeng let it go, "Go to sleep." He slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't think about what Mu Xin was thinking in his heart, whether he might have misunderstood the relationship between him and Chi Yu, he just wanted to sleep now, to have a good sleep.

When the sound of even breathing came from beside him, Mu Xin smiled slightly, pressed against his chest quietly, and after finding a comfortable position, slowly closed his eyes.

The hazy moonlight poured in through the paper window, outlining the figures of the two cuddling together, like a warm and beautiful picture scroll.

The next day—

Everyone in Lingyun Palace is ready to go to Wuyou City.

Chi Yu looked for Xing Wufeng all night, and now he was surrounded by low air pressure, with an expression that strangers should not enter.

He pouted, glanced at the refreshed and energetic man in front of him, and snorted heavily.

Xing Wufeng was delivering his battle speech at first, but Chi Yu's disdainful cold snort was too loud, and everyone looked at each other, which made him also have to focus on Chi Yu.

"Yu'er, what do you think?"

Mu Xin glanced at Chi Yu lightly, with a trace of almost undetectable hostility hidden in his eyes.

Chi Yu's eyes were full of resentment, and he complained bluntly: "Master, you lied to me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became completely quiet, and their eyes wandered back and forth between the two of them strangely.

Xing Wufeng couldn't hold back his face anymore. He was afraid that Chi Yu would continue to speak in a shocking manner, so he hurriedly walked to his side and lowered his voice: "We will talk about this matter when we come back after winning the battle."

Chi Yu noticed the gossiping eyes around him, and pursed his lips, but he still didn't continue talking.

Seeing Xing Wufeng's embarrassed expression and Chi Yu's dissatisfied expression, Qiu Luochen closed his eyes, turned around and took a glass of wine from the hands of the surviving trio.

The blue-glazed wine glass made his fingertips white and shiny.

Dressed in white clothes, Qiu Luochen walked up to Xing Wufeng gracefully, and handed him a glass of wine in his hand.

"Master, this cup of wine, my disciple respects you and wishes you a triumphant return."

The young man's clear and pleasant voice was close to his ears, Xing Wufeng paused for a while, but did not take the wine glass handed by the young man.

He lowered his head and glanced at the transparent liquid in the glass, and the man's heart was full of alarm bells.

In the book, "Xing Wufeng" just drank a glass of drugged wine that Qiu Luochen poured himself, and then lost his skills, which led to a surprise attack by the Nine Sects, and his army was defeated like a mountain.

This time, how could he step into the footsteps again.

Regardless of whether the wine was drugged or not, it was impossible for him to drink it.

So with a fake smile on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly moved closer to the young man, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, his right hand slowly stroked the back of Qiu Luo's white hand.

"Chen'er, I went this time as a teacher, and I don't know when I will come back. You are my most important person, but you have to wait for my teacher to come back on the mountain." His words were low and hoarse, his lips Gently touching Qiu Luo's almost transparent earlobe.

The numbness coming from his ear made Qiu Luochen take a step back, his hand was unsteady, and most of the wine spilled from the glass.

This is what Xing Wufeng wanted.

He continued to look at Qiu Luochen affectionately, parted his thin lips lightly, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Chen'er, as a teacher, I will definitely win the whole world for you."

"!"

Rao Qiu Luochen was always as calm as water, and his jaw dropped when he was shocked by these words.

What does the old man mean?Hasn't he given up on himself?

These days, he has witnessed the scene of the old prostitute circling between Xie Zi and Mu Xin, thinking that the other party no longer misses him, so it turns out that this is Xing Wufeng's way to confuse him?

Qiu Luochen suppressed the turmoil in his heart, lowered his eyes, and stood quietly on the side.

"Disciple will wait here for your return." The words came out of his mouth one by one, and Qiu Luochen's eyes were dark.

"very good."

Xing Wufeng smiled slightly, admiring the young man's pale face with satisfaction.

He thought viciously, when Qiu Luochen's wings were broken and those beasts from the Nine Sects crushed him wantonly, would he regret his original choice.

"Xing Wufeng" in the original book was ashamed of anyone, but never of Qiu Luochen.

But there is only one "Xing Wufeng" in the world who is willing to let Qiu Luochen reduce his love to dust.

The author has something to say: I originally posted it yesterday, but accidentally fell asleep