Master tutoring class

Early in the morning, An An stood in front of An Heyi's window, grasping the corner of the clothes with her small hands, twisting out layers of folds.Looking at his face, he saw that his face was full of distress.

In the past few days, Wen Xiuyuan and Master have slept in separate rooms, and he has long since disliked such a pattern that hinders the life of the couple.After thinking about it, at night, he quietly pulled An An and assigned him a new task - to get An Heyi to wake up.

In the early morning of the next day, when the morning light was twilight, An An rubbed her hazy eyes and slowly climbed out of her small bed, and looked up at the big bed every time she climbed down a small space.

Wen Xiuyuan was sound asleep on the big bed, with his limbs spread out, motionless.

Looking at it like this, An An sighed slightly.

Climbing down the special small ladder, he walked to the door step by step with his calf.

There was a rustling sound.

The door opened with a "squeak", and An An raised her eyes and saw little Wen Jing standing at the door with a bitter face.

An An: "..."

Little Wen Kyung: "..."

The two children looked at each other and sighed together.

inside the house.

The person on the bed closed his eyes lightly, breathed evenly and long, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly like the light and thin wings of a butterfly.

An An looked down at her feet. Her little feet were leaning inwards, stepping on the ground and grinding them back and forth, as if she wanted to smooth the rough floor.

The person on the bed didn't move at all, and he didn't seem to wake up at all.

Hesitating and not knowing what to do, An An struggled to climb onto the pillow, seeing An Heyi sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, she took a deep breath.

"Brother An..." Ji Su raised his head and called softly, then immediately lowered his head again.

I closed my eyes tightly and waited for a long time, the air was always very quiet.

The person on the bed didn't respond at all.

An An sniffed, as if she had been bullied, with grievances in her eyes.

"Brother, wake up!" He called out again, and stretched out two small hands to gently pull the neckline of the person on the bed.

Perhaps the movement was too slight, or the person on the bed was too big, An Anla pulled, let go and fell herself.

The bed is covered with soft material, so it won't hurt if you fall on it.But An An still held back tears, supported the bed with two small hands, and slowly got up.

"Brother... woo"

An An sniffed, stretched out her hand to push the face of the person in front, the movement was slight, and when she pushed her face moved, she immediately retracted it.

He looked cautious, as if he was frightened.

Sobbing softly, tears welling in his eyes.

An Heyi already knew that An An was afraid of him, and now he couldn't bear to see him like this, so he had no choice but to open his eyes.

The same pair of ebony eyes were gentle and peaceful, looking straight into An An's eyes, and the other's slender fingers gently wiped the tears on his face, extremely gentle.It's hard for An'an himself to imagine that this is another himself.

"Woke up."

The person on the opposite side had a gentle voice, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was redness hidden in his collar. An An looked at it and felt that he could understand why his brother liked him so much.

The long black hair fell down to his waist softly, and the immortal raised his hands to tie his hair, showing a trace of red marks on his wrists.

An An looked up and saw the trace at a glance.

The little face was wrinkled, and he said in a tangled way: "Brother... did you hurt your wrist?"

I saw that the fairy, who was still very natural just now, paused suddenly, and his body froze.

An An couldn't see his face, but she could feel the restless mind from the other person's breathing.

The immortal was silent for a while, then hesitantly said with red ears, "I just bumped into it by accident."

An An became even more at a loss when she heard this, "Is there no ointment, brother?"

Immediately, the immortal became flustered, and his curled up hair spread out, completely losing his usual calm appearance.

The clothes that had just been arranged were also scattered again.

An Heyi frowned slightly, and before she had time to straighten her hair, she held An An and walked out. She didn't even have time to put on her outer shirt. If you looked inward with the slightly opened clothes, you would be able to see a series of traces.

"It's nothing serious, so I didn't apply the medicine. I still need to tidy up. Why don't you go to Xun Xiuyuan and ask him to take you to dinner."

Sending An An outside the door, An Heyi couldn't wait to close the door.

When he could no longer see anyone, he covered his face in embarrassment, flushing from his face to his neck.

The guest room opened with a snap.

The person who opened the door was so gentle that he didn't want to wake up the person on the bed.

The guest room is different from the master bedroom, and the layout is much simpler. Little Wen Jing walked in and shook his head in disgust.

Wen Xiuyuan lay on the bed, closed his eyes and let go of his spiritual sense, secretly observing the little man who ran in.

The "little man" in his eyes turned his back and stepped forward, looking around, like an inspector.

What a pose.

Wen Xiuyuan gritted his teeth secretly, thinking about punishing this villain who had occupied his wife for a long time.

The monk moved his fingers.

Little Wen Jing strolled leisurely in the room, cleverly avoiding the "accidentally" dropped brushes, "accidentally" dropped books, and "accidentally" rolled balls in the room.

A series of accidents made him clenched his fists.

Ah.

dog man.

Little Wen Jing sneered in his heart, and stepped to the bed.

Wen Xiuyuan closed his eyes, curious about the way little Wen Kyung called the bed.

Little Wen Kyung patted his sleeves.

Wen Xiuyuan wondered, is it possible to beat him?

He patted his legs again.

Could it be a kick?

He also took off his shoes.

Want to take off your shoes and climb up to punch and kick?

"Bang".

Wen Xiuyuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint cold light shot straight at little Wen Jing who was sitting on him.

Picking up the back collar of little Wen Jing, narrowing his eyes and looking at him dangerously, "You are very courageous, huh?"

Little Wen Jing felt uncomfortable under the hoop, and wrinkled his face and kicked his legs vigorously, waving his hands wildly, "Put down this deity! This deity is here to wake you up!"

Wen Xiuyuan sneered, "Is that how you wake people up?"

Little Wen Jing, who stood on tiptoe, was furious, "You can't get up by yourself, and I don't bother to call you!"

Throwing little Wen Jing on the bed casually, watching him roll a few times on the bed before stopping, Wen Xiuyuan leaned back and leaned against the head of the bed, "Then you still come here? Come here if my wife tells you to come here , ordinary people are only so obedient to their parents."

Little Wen Kyung frowned, "What do you mean?"

The monk leaning on the head of the bed opened his collar wide open, revealing a row of teeth marks on his collarbone, "It means don't try to make up my wife's mind, if you two are related, she will only be your mother."

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender fingers to poke little Wen Jing's forehead, and said with a smile, "Good boy."

Little Wen Kyung: "!"

"You are shameless!"

A child's crisp voice rang out in the room, and Wen Xiuyuan laughed wildly when he heard it, "Why am I shameless? What I do with my wife is not taken for granted. You will find your own wife in the future."

He said with his eyes rolling, "What do you think of Xiao An'an? Treat him well, he is your future wife. If you cultivate your relationship well now, you can take him away early in the future."

The most important thing is not to disturb the couple's evening life.

Little Wen Jing blushed, his eyes wandered around, but they could not stop drifting to the collar of the monk in front of him.

Wen Xiuyuan straightened his chest, and let little Wen Jing look at him with a smile in his eyes.

After a while, there was a faint sound from below.

"Is that...biting painful?"

Wen Xiuyuan smiled, "It's very comfortable."

"You are shameless!"

The crisp voice sounded again.

Wen Xiuyuan covered his stomach and laughed.

Little Wen Jing jumped out of bed with a "bang", walked towards the door with red ears without looking back.

Grabbing the corner of his clothes with his little hand to suppress the agitation in his heart, he scolded a beast behind him inwardly.

Soon he will have a daughter-in-law too, let's see who he has to win!

The door squeaked open again.

Little Wen Jing raised his eyes and met An An outside the door. Their eyes met, and both of them lost their words.

Cao Cao's appearance was too timely, and little Wen Jing, who was caught off guard, panicked: "Daughter-in-law...daughter-in-law?"

An An looked over blankly, slightly parted her lower lip, "... huh?"

Take a deep breath.

His cheeks became even redder, little Wen Jing stretched out his hands and scratched his head, his eyes drifted towards An An, but they still couldn't meet An An's eyes, "Then... since you promised, you will follow the deity from now on."

An An's tongue was too scared to move, "...Huh?"

The airy little man on the opposite side turned cold, and immediately became serious, "I heard it, you don't need to be so excited, and you don't need to repeat it!"

Such a serious tone coupled with those eyes bent like the bright moon is really hard to see the momentum.

An An stared blankly at the person opposite who suddenly became anxious.I saw that his tone was rapid, his eyes were erratic, and his limbs were not coordinated.

An An: "..."

"Brother! Brother Xiao Wen is bewitched?!"

"Hahahaha" There was a burst of laughter inside the door.

"Master, if you don't practice diligently, we won't be able to ascend together."

An Heyi's heart is complicated. In the past, he reminded Wen Xiuyuan to practice hard every day, but now it's the other party reminding him.

Wen Xiuyuan put his arms around An Heyi's waist, put his lips close to Master's ear and blew softly, "Why don't I help Master."

Raising his hand to push Wen Xiuyuan away, An Heyi stretched out his hand to hold the hand in his clothes, "You're like... How do you let me practice?"

The monk beside him said with a smile, "I'll take Master to take a shortcut."

"What Jie... woo, what are you doing?!" Lying on his back on the bed with his legs propped up, An Heyi frowned and looked at Wen Xiuyuan above.

Wen Xiuyuan's legs squeezed between An Heyi's legs, separated easily, and his slender hands slipped in along the corners of his clothes.

"Students and masters double cultivation."

The slippery rope runs upwards along the skin.

The dragon rope tightly bound An Heyi's hands, the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

An Heyi said in embarrassment, "I'll give you a treasure, and that's how you use it."

The cultivator in front of him stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed the red bead on his chest, circling it a few times, causing the body of the cultivator below him to tremble, with tears in his eyes.

"Treasures should be used in the right place. Wouldn't it be beautiful if it could help Master improve his spiritual power?"

The monk chuckled lightly, his eyes glowed brightly, and he stroked his fingers down the groove on his chest.

An Heyi panted lightly, and turned her eyes away in shame.

The fingers rubbed one place, and the whimpering sound from below was stronger. An Heyi's legs struggled to get rid of the monk on him, but the other party ruthlessly opened his legs and poked into a private place.

The soreness came from the back, and the feeling of pressing the fingertips on the soft flesh made people itchy and crazy, not to mention that the fingers were still twitching lightly to not give pleasure.

"Stop...stop."

The ambiguous breathing lasted for a long time, An Heyi really couldn't stand the warmth.

It's better to give it a good time.

Fingers are still exploring inwards.

The monk's black hair was tangled together, and the monk above raised his red lips, which was extremely gorgeous, "Master is so wet inside, I'm about to get wet."

"Shut... your mouth," An Heyi's eyes blushed.

The cultivator on his body laughed lightly and said non-stop, "Fortunately, it's warm, the warm disciple is about to melt in it."

Sweat dripped from An Heyi's body, unwilling to listen to the nonsense of the monk above, he raised his head and kissed his lips.

This action immediately received a warm response from the monk above, their lips and tongues intertwined, and the fish and water were happy.

The saliva wets the clothes, but fortunately the clothes were taken off immediately without being further wet.

It wasn't until An Heyi began to struggle that Wen Xiuyuan raised his head, imprinted a red mark on his collarbone, and went down along the white skin.

With An Heyi's eyes closed, his sense of touch became more sensitive, as if thousands of hands were touching him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

"Don't...don't do this." An Heyi tried hard to shrink his legs, trying to escape the tide of emotion, but after struggling for a while, he was still pressed down hard, and was imprinted by the domineering monk on his body.

The huge dragon root of the monk is knotted with green tendons, which makes people fearful when they see it.

Wen Xiuyuan looked at Master amusedly, "Master has tasted it many times, why are you still afraid?"

An Heyi turned away from looking at him, only finding it difficult to breathe.

Gently rubbing the opening of the acupuncture point with your hand, squeezing it in bit by bit.

"Woo..." An Heyi sobbed uncontrollably.

The subtle voice, one can't help but be devastated.

Wen Xiuyuan leaned over and kissed An Heyi's body lightly, half coaxing, "Master, relax, I'll come out right away."

Having been fooled several times, he couldn't believe that An Heyi bit his collarbone.

With a sound of "puchi", the huge thing squeezed into the body, burning An Heyi so much that he wanted to escape.

"Huh... that's it, Master bites the apprentice so comfortably", a deceptive voice rang in his ears, An Heyi turned his head away from listening.

The throbbing veins could still be felt in the constricted acupoint, An Heyi bit his lower lip to suppress the moan that was about to blurt, retaining his last majesty as a master.

But the monk on his body refused to let him do what he wanted.

"Ah" panting violently, the upper body couldn't stop straightening up, the dragon root in the body had reached the sensitive point, and it was crushing hard without any scruples about the friendship between master and apprentice.

An Heyi couldn't take it anymore, opened his eyes, looked up with wet corners, "Slow down... a little bit."

As soon as the words fell, the movements on his body became faster.

The storm's attack hit the fragile and sensitive part, making An Heyi moan uncontrollably, tears streaming down, but this appearance did not win the sympathy of the person on the body at all.

Instead, he was grabbed by the opponent's waist and dragged down fiercely.

There were rough gasps next to my ears, and the two voices were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

The intense stimulation made An Heyi overwhelmed, and only knew to open his body to meet the other party's invasion.

The thick meat stick crushed the soft flesh, in exchange for the cultivator below him begging for mercy.

The firm dragon root penetrated deeply, pounding around and pressing the sensitive tender flesh deep inside, An Heyi couldn't stop sobbing, and hugged Wen Xiuyuan's back tightly in an attempt to share the crazy emotional tide.

He was too hot to be scalded by the huge thing thrusting mercilessly at him.

"Don't...don't go in," begged the unfeeling monk with tears on his body.

If an ordinary monk faced such a beauty's entreaties, he might have already surrendered.

Wen Xiuyuan was an exception, his eyes glowed strangely red with excitement, he pressed down on An Heyi and fucked hard, fearing that he wouldn't die on his master.

"You...you bastard," An Heyi, who didn't know how to swear, searched the thesaurus and could only find this sentence, but when he swears, he was laughed at by the other party.

Wen Xiuyuan laughed, and moved his lower body more violently, inserting it into the hole, feeling the resting place of the soft dragon root.

The refreshing breath hit An Heyi's ears, and he heard the other party say, "Master, it must have been tricked by the apprentice."

The lower body twitched, the legs slapped on the buttocks, and the dragon root made a splashing sound when it twitched in the squishy hole, and the splashed juice flew down on the bed.

An Heyi shook his head to reject this fanatical love, but he couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the monk on his body, who dragged him to give him the treasured bodily fluids.

The meat of the hole outlines the shape of the dragon root, feeling its merciless invasion tightly, the soreness and swelling accompanied by the gnawing numbness, every part of the body is like falling in the autumn water mist, and the vision is hazy and cannot be seen clearly On the face of the monk above, only the body can remember the ferocious strength of the opponent again and again.

The thin white ankle was tightly held and pulled downwards, and the lower body twitched violently, causing the monk under him to pant for a long time, and when he reached the deepest point, the ambiguous moans broke.

A bulge was protruded from the abdomen by the huge object, and it was pushed up again and again after falling back, looking extremely erotic.

An Heyi twisted her body, her whole body was dyed pink, and her hands on her body acted recklessly, touching that jade-like body clean, not only that, but she still had to leave marks on her lips and tongue.

An Heyi shook his head and begged for mercy, in exchange for a deeper violation.

I don't know how long it took before the fireworks exploded, leaving only a blank space after the colorful lights in my mind.The cool liquid moistened the white and round buttocks, and slowly flowed out from the wet hole, bringing out sticky liquid on the body.

An Heyi breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his legs to get up, but Que found that his legs were already sore.

With a movement of the body, the upper body cupped up, Wen Xiuyuan put his hands on An Heyi's hips and dragged upwards, bringing the master to his body.

With a sound of "噗嗤", the dragon root filled the hole again.

"Ah, this disciple forgot to practice double cultivation, Master, let's do it again."

Without waiting for An Heyi to speak, Long Gen rolled the soft flesh and twitched again.

"...Ah" An Heyi couldn't stop making a sound.Riding on Wen Xiuyuan's body, his upper body moved up and down following the opponent's hand. Every time he sat down, the huge cock would separate the tight hole and penetrate into the deepest part, making An Heyi speechless, and could only Sadly being bullied by the other party.

Shaking his head to reject this crazy tide, the cultivator holding his waist refused to give up, and continued to thrust harder and harder.

The blush on his face lingered for a long time, sweat dripped from his damp hair, and his lower part was swollen and numb, but he still had to endure heavy beatings again and again.

"Woo..." An Heyi couldn't help but wanted to escape, but was firmly trapped between Wen Xiuyuan's arms, and the fragrance stained his body along with the bodily fluids, lingeringly mixed together.

Seeing Master's unbearable appearance, Wen Xiuyuan smiled, his eyes showed a hint of madness, and his lower body twitched faster, causing the monk on his body to tremble uncontrollably, and his acupoints tightened even more.

"...Hmm..." Wen Xiuyuan snorted softly, exhaling an ambiguous breath, and the object between his legs became harder.

"Master, just stay with me for a month like this. This student is good to help Master overcome the tribulation and ascend. Master, don't waste your painstaking efforts. Bite... bite tighter, don't waste your essence." .”

The strong stimulus hit, An Heyi's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but bent down and bit the other party's collarbone, in exchange for Wen Xiuyuan's merciless revenge.

Long Gen crushed the soft flesh, and An Heyi couldn't bear to let out a soft moan.

The red candle swayed.

In the middle of the night, the effect of mandarin ducks on necks, brocade quilts turn red waves.

The dragon root is deep, long and big, thick and fat.

The author says:

Xiao Wen: You will be my wife from now on!

An An: ... in

Xiao Wen: Well, I know you can do it.

An An: ...stroke? !

Xiao Wen: ...?

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