The BE hero who was abused by me has become a sperm

Sleep with me... sleep with me.

This sentence kept echoing in Fuyun's mind. There are many same-sex Taoist couples in the world of cultivating immortals. Even if he often avoids the world and does not go out, he has heard of it.

This man spoke so smoothly, could it be that he is a broken sleeve?

Fuyun's face changed slightly, realizing that he must have gone in the wrong direction, Song Yi showed his kindness to him without reservation, probably not with the intention of harming him, but because he fell in love with him.

Since he took the position of Lord of Jianghu, it has been a long time since he was provoked by others.

Countless thoughts of spoiling the other party are filtered in his mind. However, Song Yi, who is nestled on the sofa, is directly in charge of the drama. If saying this sentence will cause Zai Zai's misunderstanding, he will definitely swallow it vaguely, and never mention it again. God knows he He really treats the protagonist like his own son!

Can't you sleep with your son?

But now he is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes, and he has no idea that he has become an apprentice in the other party's heart.

Song Yi vaguely remembered that he hadn't washed up yet, and when he was about to get up, he didn't forget "poor little" Fuyun, there was no reason to leave him alone.While the other party was silent, he put his left hand on Fu Yun's shoulder, gently lifted him up, and walked towards the master bedroom staggeringly like drunk.

Fu Yun frowned at him.

The other party put almost all their strength on him and was defenseless, but he couldn't figure out how a normal person could trust a stranger on the first day, and even take him home and into bed.

A few minutes of hesitation caused him to miss the best time to act—in fact, he had missed it countless times.

Fuyun was brought into the bathroom by the other party. In his eyes, the brand-new bathing utensils and supplies were completely unfamiliar.Song Yi explained the purpose one by one, and demonstrated it several times with his own hands, and finally saw someone nodded, and then retreated to the bathroom in the living room.

In his heart, Zai Zai's ability to learn is unquestionable, and he was taught a lot of science today, so it shouldn't be difficult to let someone take a bath alone.

The master who taught people left, but Fuyun fell into confusion again. He could understand Song Yi's explanation, and he was almost able to use these devices.But his inherent vigilance made him unable to easily accept the reality.Although the guy looked sincere, what if there was something against him?

Having experienced such a heart-wrenching betrayal, it almost made him unable to trust anyone anymore.

The slender fingertips picked up the shirt. It was the clothes Song Yi bought for him when he went to the street one day. The fabric was good and he wore it comfortably, but Fu Yun still felt a little strange.How do people in this world like to wear this kind of clothes, the neckline is slightly open, not rigorous at all!

In fact, when he first put it on, he fastened the highest button. Although it was difficult to breathe, it would not be exposed to people after all. Song Yi couldn't stand it, and saw that his neck was tense, so he helped him loosen the button.

The shirt that had been taken off was held by Fu Yun in his hand, and he touched it with his hand lightly, recalling all the actions Song Yi had done today, this guy is not a bad person.

— except for having ulterior motives for him.

He didn't use all the rain shower equipment in the bathroom. The palm of his hand slowly gathered water, from narrow to wide, and finally became a large stream, washing wantonly on his body.

This method of bathing didn't cost him much spiritual power, and Fuyun didn't feel bad about using it at all. In his world, besides hot springs and streams, immortal cultivators used more of this method of washing.At the last moment of the shower, the spiritual power that had never fluctuated before suddenly lost control, and the water flow disappeared instantly, accompanied by a pain like a needle in Fuyun's heart.

Song Yi didn't remember something until he was in the middle of the bath. He just explained to the other party, but forgot to take the clean pajamas. He hurriedly speeded up the bath, wrapped his pajamas in a hurry, and ran back to the master bedroom.

The moment he opened the door, the bathroom door was also pushed open from the inside. The imaginary beauty did not appear out of the bath. Song Yi opened his eyes slightly, looking at the cub who came out wearing a shirt, why was he a little disappointed .

Spit on his filthy self, Song Yi quickly took a new pajamas from the closet, and handed it to Fuyun: "I'm sorry I forgot to give it to you, this is my pajamas, I haven't worn them since I bought them, so I can make do with them ?"

The movement of Fuyun's buttons froze, and he took a look at the clothes in the opponent's hand. It was indeed twice as wide as the person's body. He nodded and took it, and then thanked him softly.

The sharp stabbing pain in the bathroom just now came out of nowhere, but now I don't feel anything at all, as if someone controlled the intensity and timing of the needle sticking, and I give him it from time to time. Is it a warning or a threat?

Hearing Zai Zai's thank you suddenly, Song Yi's mood visibly improved, and the anger he suffered all day was dissipated in this sentence. Tight lips.

His eyes were wide open, and he watched Fuyun's action of unbuttoning him face to face. He knew that his peeping behavior was not very good, but he couldn't help but want to see if the protagonist he created was as good as he wrote. Good shape.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, fair complexion, strong waist and abdomen...

No no no.Song Yi shook his head in his heart, this is the beautiful figure obtained by the protagonist after he practiced later.

Now the protagonist has just met an expert, and his body has not been recuperated, so he must be skinny and skinny.But judging from the body wrapped in the shirt, Fuyun's body proportions at this time are already better than many models now.

He was indeed his best son!

Caught in his own thoughts, Song Yi, who was wandering in words praising Fuyun, didn't realize it at all.Just as he thought, the protagonist in the early stage couldn't even eat enough food, and he didn't supplement nutrition in his old age, so of course it should be sallow and emaciated.But look at the current Fuyun, with fair skin and strong arms, where is the standard configuration for a poor boy?

Fuyun saw the other party's absent-mindedness in his eyes, he only unbuttoned one button and then stopped. Seeing that Song Yi didn't look away at all, and looked at the obsessive and evil expression on his collarbone, he affirmed his guess .

Undressing in front of the other party was indeed a tentative method he came up with, but Fu Yun never thought that just by taking one off, the other party would completely reveal his intentions.You see, this man doesn't even blink his eyes now, isn't he fascinated by his body!

Fu Yun gave the old pervert a vicious look, picked up his pajamas and went back to the bathroom.It wasn't until the door closed that there was a sound that Song Yi was awakened. He patted himself on the head bewilderedly.

How could you want to kiss your son's body!

You are shameless, you are lowly, you are greedy for his body!

But having said that, with the scenery he just peeped from Fuyun's collar, his son's figure is really good, at least compared to him... oh, that's a world of difference.

He came out in a hurry just now, his hair was half dry, and now he kept dripping water, and after taking a hot bath, Song Yi's sleepiness at the beginning was mostly relieved, and now he still has to wait for Fuyun.After wiping his hair with a towel twice, he unlocked the phone.

Because it was announced in advance that the new article will be released on time tomorrow morning, and now it is almost half an hour away, many readers who are waiting for food are already squatting in the comment area of ​​his old article, frantically swiping their screens with excitement.

Song Yi only took a few glances, and then moved his fingers to wrap a big red envelope for the familiar reader ID, and then turned off the screen directly, because Fu Yun had already changed his clothes and came out.

And the reader who was lucky enough to be given a red envelope was completely crazy.The comment area was completely dominated by her alone.

Yiyi: My God, wife, wife, I love you! ! !

The person she loves is naturally invisible. Seeing Fuyun's dripping hair, Song Yi didn't even think about it, just picked up the towel and got off the bed, trotted to the other person, and directly wrapped her hands with the things in her hands.

Fu Yun dodged awkwardly, sometimes he really couldn't understand what this guy was thinking, if he only wanted his body, why did he have to be so nice to him?Could it be that he wanted him to get used to it slowly, and finally abandon it severely, just like Su Liu once did.

Having been his brother for a lifetime, Fuyun taught almost all the cultivation methods and martial arts secrets, and even changed the idea of ​​passing the position to the other party later.But it turns out that the most trusted brother is the one who hurt him the most, the one who wants to take his position, kill him, and take away everything that belongs to him.

When Su Liu pierced his chest, Fu Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly: You know, I originally wanted to give you these things outside of me?

The memory was too long and painful, Fuyun struggled to escape from the painful memory, and then clearly felt the touch of his scalp being torn.

It is too scary to say tearing, because the friction of the towel drives the wet hair to move continuously, and the moisture is naturally absorbed.The strength of the opponent was not strong, as if he was treating some treasure, this touch made him confused for a moment.

When it was half dry, Song Yi took out the blower again. At first, Fuyun was very resistant to this strange item, especially if he wanted to completely expose his most fragile brain to someone with bad intentions, Song Yi had to say all the good things, reluctantly. After coaxing people, I turned on the hair dryer.

The sound was small, the wind was moderate, and the right temperature was blowing between Fuyun's long hair. He felt his hair being shuttled back and forth by a hand with well-defined knuckles, and the force was gentle and slowly sliding along the hair.

Fuyun regretted for a moment, thinking why he didn't just use spiritual power to dry his hair in the bathroom just now, but now he is forced to let others slaughter him, and he can't even move.

But the feeling on the top of his head is really wonderful, it is the tenderness that he has never felt before after living for so many years, Fu Yun squinted his eyes unconsciously enjoying it.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, the sound of blowing the wind stopped. He opened his eyes in surprise, and happened to see Song Yi's action of putting away his things. It turned out that his hair had already been blown dry, and he was so addicted to this feeling that he didn't realize it.

After drying Zai Zai's hair, everything was done today, Song Yi suddenly felt sleepy, he quickly climbed onto the bed, rolled into the bed, and lazily yawned again.

Just as he was about to tuck into the quilt, he saw Fuyun who was stunned at the end of the bed from the corner of his eye. He reached out and patted the place beside him, and signaled with his eyes and words: "Come here, what are you doing stunned."

baby.

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