Worrying about having sex with myself every day

When An Qing picked up the horn, his body was still a little soft. He was really embarrassed, and even more confused. From the beginning to the end, from the beginning of Xue Fan's intimacy, he didn't have any disgust or disgusting emotions. Naturally, and this natural development to the present stage has completely exceeded his imagination. It is right that he does not want Xue Fan to follow his old path, but what the hell is going on like this?

When he didn't respond, he could force Xue Fan's youthful version of himself to pass by with a tolerant heart, but when he reacted, he was a little at a loss. He didn't know Xue Fan would have feelings for him. With that kind of mind, he didn't know that he didn't feel any discomfort at all. He couldn't even tell whether it was because the physical comfort comforted the mind, or he was able to accept it psychologically without any obstacles.

There wasn't much time for An Qing to sort out her emotions. After a while, the shift changer came with a horn in his hand, but the two-meter-tall man made An Qing extremely petite. The other party smiled and was ready to go to rest.

Although the flying boat is big, it is impossible for a hundred or twenty people to share a room, but Anqing is lucky, he sleeps in a corner single room under the partition, it is said to be a single room, but it is really small and pitiful, just right Putting down a small bed with a length of 1.8 meters and a width of [-], of course, it is also because the place is small that An Qing can sleep in this single room.

An Qing didn't mind either, as soon as she lay down without a bone, she felt the restriction on the door was touched, and then heard a shy voice: "Brother Xiao Wen, are you back yet?"

An Qing responded, "I'm back, who are you?"

An Qing was tired from spending time with Xue Fan, and didn't want to get up, after all, he was tired too.

A shy voice outside the door replied quickly: "Brother Xiaowen, it's me, Xiao Zhao."

An Qing thought about it for a while, and a figure wearing a red turban who was not as strong as others but stronger than himself appeared, which was a bit strange.But still too lazy to move, he just asked aloud, "Xiao Zhao, why are you here?"

Xiao Zhao's voice was still shy, but not soft: "I brought you two white steamed buns."

The shy look of Xiao Zhao scratching his head floated in his mind, An Qing got up, opened the door and said, "Have you eaten? I'm small here, so I won't invite you in."

The white steamed bun in Xiao Zhao's hand is not white, but it is really big. An Qing only took one, and smiled: "I eat one is enough, you can eat the other."

Xiao Zhao rejected it for a while, but finally thanked him blushingly and accepted it. An Qing hadn't seen such a teasing person for a long time. He was obviously not small, but he blushed easily.

An Qing only thought this teasing made her feel relaxed, closed the door again, and gnawed some hard white steamed buns. The white steamed buns were obviously made by the spiritual chef, and there was a faint spiritual energy after eating, which made up for the steamed buns. Not very good taste.

However, as soon as An Qing gnawed the steamed buns, he felt that the bed board was shaking non-stop, "creaking" sound, the movement was getting louder and louder, like an earthquake, and how could they encounter an earthquake on the flying boat, but There will be storms...

Sure enough, some people exclaimed outside: "It's a storm! Where should we escape!"

In addition, there were non-stop footsteps outside, hurried and chaotic, it sounded like running for life several times. Although An Qing did not run for his life, he opened the door and walked around the people who were running around. , to the open deck.

An Qing knew that the ancestor of the great uncle's family would definitely appear at this juncture, so he also wanted to see how the ancestor of the great uncle's family was cultivated, and the confrontation with the storm was a good example of the problem. The storm on the desert Violently and particularly arrogant, the rolling yellow sand is menacing, and the rotating yellow sand is like sharp hidden weapons scraping the flying boat, making harsh impact and friction sounds.

There was still no one on the deck, but An Qing waited with his face unchanged, the ship planks on the soles of his feet were a little numb from the shock, An Qing couldn't tell what he was doing to see the strength of the ancestor of the great uncle's family Anyway, it was still to see who the ancestor of the great uncle's family was, just because of the unclear back when he set off that time, his indifference and strange familiarity.

An Qing didn't wait for too long. After a while, another person appeared in the sky. He was wearing a blue robe, every button was well tied, and the long hair from his waist to his waist was tied with a hosta With the hairpin on, half draped, with a bit of a dusty and refined temperament, An Qing finally saw this man's face clearly, which was exactly the same as Xiu Ran's.

Xiuran's impact on Anqing is not small, not only the hopeless waiting and obsession, but also the kind of firm belief that breaks through gender, time, and secular companionship. Obviously Anqing knows that Xiuran It's a tragedy, but I can imagine Xiu Ran and Yan Xuan holding hands and being in love with each other.

Xiuran with one soul and one soul drew a circular arc in Anqing's heart, which impressed Anqing deeply, because the Xiuran he met was one soul and one soul, and An Qing also thought about meeting the righteous master in the future what to do?It turns out that just thinking about it, it will really happen.

But An Qing looked at the identical face, and it seemed that Xiu Ran's narration sounded in his ears again, clearly distinguishing himself from that Xiu Ran, as if they were two people.

However, the impact that Xiuran brought to An Qing was also great in the next moment. He was standing in the air like that. When the storm was about to hit the flying boat like a tornado, he stretched out a finger towards the storm. After touching the storm, the storm dissipated in an instant, and the menacing yellow sand fell down at the same time, many of them were about to land on the flying boat. He spread his five fingers, and the yellow sand made a bend in an instant. fell into the desert.

There was no expression on Xiu Ran's face, as if what he had just faced was not the storm that almost destroyed the flying boat. When the flying boat stopped turbulent and returned to calm, Xiu Ran disappeared in place at once. The whole process only took a few breaths .

It seems that the crossing of the tribulation was successful... In An Qing's mind, the appearance of Xiu Ran standing in the air without a trace of anger appeared in An Qing's mind, and he felt that Xiu Ran was a bit pitiful.

An Qing went back to his small room and lay on the bed. In fact, he didn't care about Xiu Ran so much, it just happened too coincidentally. When An Qing was so weak that he could only rely on Xue Fan, he met a Taoist couple of the same sex. The extremely persistent Xiuran, when Anqing was overwhelmed by the matter with Xue Fan, he met Xiuran who lost his soul and could not love Yanxuan.

An Qing's temperament is destined that he will not let himself and Xue Fan get entangled indistinctly. Although he was a scumbag in his previous life, he would go up when he should. He wanted to make it clear to Xue Fan, but he was destined to make a mistake, because this time he met Xue Fan, who never liked common sense and preferred the logic of scriptures.

So An Qing organized the language by herself, and finally spoke smoothly without being awkward, but after two full months, An Qing did not see Xue Fan, which made An Qing feel a sense of entanglement and loss like a mystery , It's as if I worked hard to avoid the crowd and found a hidden place to take off my pants, but in the end I only farted. It's a bit embarrassing to make a fuss.

In fact, it was also because Xue Fan couldn't cling to An Qing, he became addicted to voyeurism, and his spiritual consciousness habitually entangled An Qing, and naturally he didn't listen to An Qing's soliloquy, Youdao maintained an ambiguous relationship The highest state is to beat the opponent to death, and let the other party pretend to be stupid to the end!

Xue Fan can't even sort out his own emotions, but he has a thorough analysis of An Qing's psychology. An Qing wants to make it clear, but he is still sticky and unclear. I poked the word "overbearing" on "The Overbearing Immortal Falls in Love with Me" with great embarrassment, saying that this is really a vivid adjective.

As for eating meat and tofu, let An Qing fall asleep for a quarter of an hour, and hurry up to eat something. Xue Fan has done it so well that he is almost addicted to it, and An Qing's unconscious dependence makes Xue Fan more. Some points are inevitable.

In the past two months, although Anqing was still a loner, but he was familiar with Xiao Zhao. After all, there was a shy guy who greeted you with a blushing face every day, and brought you something to eat from time to time. Yes, it's hard not to know each other well.

This day, when it was Anqing's turn to pass by Xiao Zhao's house on duty, An Qing called out twice because Xiao Zhao said that he would be called next time on duty: "Xiao Zhao, we should go."

After a while, Xiao Zhao, who was blushing, scratched his head and came out, saying embarrassedly: "Thanks for calling me, otherwise I would be late again."

An Qing smiled, in fact, he could only be considered familiar with Xiao Zhao, for some reason, he couldn't get close to this shy and easy-going Xiao Zhao, and the relationship reached that level, even after getting along for a long time, An Qing felt that Xiao Zhao Zhao didn't feel natural at the beginning, but it was a bit weird that couldn't be explained, but if he really asked him to say what was weird, he couldn't say one, two, three, four.

And Xiao Zhao followed An Qing's side with his head down, doubt, anger, resentment and other emotions flashed in his eyes, and he was still suspicious in the end. That kid could talk to him pleasantly for a long time, but Xiao Wen, who was the most suspected one, kept showing that he was neither salty nor cold, which made him uncertain.

But these are not big problems. Xiao Zhao stood under the mast and looked not far away. The brownish-yellow land not far away can be vaguely seen clearly, which is very different from the bright yellowish desert. The difference made it impossible for people to get it wrong, and finally it was his territory, and he would get back what should be asked for.