Wulin Mysteries

Ping An didn't pay attention, and only held Xiu Yuan, asking him to follow her.

Xiuyuan was puzzled:

"Do you know the way to Ningbo?"

Seeing that the girls were scared away by Ping An, the stall owner spat and cursed: "A monk and a beggar are all crazy!"

Xiu Yuan shook his head helplessly, followed Ping An's footsteps, and the two of them walked through the lively market.

Because they had no silver on them and nothing of value to pawn, the two of them could only find a ruined temple to settle down at night.

Xiu Yuan lit the bonfire, took out dry food from his arms and handed it to Ping An.

Ping An had been bringing in the straw from outside the ruined temple and laying it neatly, so that it would be much more comfortable for Xiu Yuan to sleep on it at night.

After he finished all this work, he wiped his hands carefully on the rags, took the pastry from Xiu Yuan's hand, and smiled contentedly.

Xiu Yuan told him to eat slowly, so as not to choke, and reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

This ruined temple is quite remote, except for the occasional passers-by who come here to shelter from the rain on rainy nights, usually no one sleeps in the open, so the two of Xiuyuan slept at ease.

As soon as it got dark, insects kept buzzing around. It was April, and the two of them were only wearing thin shirts, so it wasn't cold at all.

Xiu Yuan was sleeping soundly with his back to Ping An, and the moonlight shone through the open window of the ruined temple, covering his body, which was so clear and cold, which made people very tempted.

Before falling asleep, Xiu Yuan kept talking to Ping An, and he was used to talking to Ping An alone.

Ping An is indeed a good listener. In many cases, you don’t need others to respond to you, you just need to listen to what he has to say.

If he asked Xiuyuan himself the next day, he didn't know what he said. Maybe he caught him with his brothers when he was a child, and stabbed him in the river, or he broke the precept to eat meat with his uncle in the back mountain, and was caught by his master. I found out, I was taught a lesson, and I was banned for a month...

In short, when it came to the end, Xiu Yuan was really tired, and fell asleep leaning on Ping An.

Before going to sleep, he was still holding on, as if a drunk person wanted to prove that he was still sober: "I...I still have to tell you..."

As a result, before the words were spoken, the eyes could no longer be opened.

Ping An carefully placed him in the middle of the haystack, fearing that he would kowtow, so he stretched out his arms to give him a pillow.Xiu Yuan didn't know what he dreamed about, his mouth moved, water gradually overflowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyelashes were all wet, and the crystal tears were about to fall.

Ping An touched it with his fingertips and tasted it in his mouth. It was very salty. Judging by the way Xiu Yuan frowned, maybe his dream was also quite salty.

Xiu Yuan seemed a little impatient in his sleep, waved away Ping An's hand, turned around and continued to sleep.Ping An was unrelenting, with his arms under his head, and he also turned sideways, with his crotch attached to his trimmed buttocks, and one hand went down from his face, touched his shoulders and neck, and then covered his side waist.Xiu Yuan slept with him in his arms for a long time. At that time, because of the fever, he was used to being touched by him no matter what. Now Ping An's careful method can't wake him up at all.

In the middle of the night, Xiu Yuan turned over, Ping An was in the posture of hugging him, and was pillowed by him. Seeing him gradually waking up, he hurriedly closed his eyes.

Xiu Yuan was going to get up at night, but seeing Ping An being pressed under him like a cloth bag, he couldn't help being surprised, he felt that he was fairly honest in his sleep, and wouldn't move except turning over, how could he bully people like this!

Ping An slowly opened his eyes, Xiu Yuan saw that his eyes were red, and knew that he didn't sleep well, and blamed himself even more. After going outside in a hurry to wake up at night, he had to sleep separately from Ping An, the farther the better.

Ping An has calculated everything, but he didn't expect Xiu Yuan to feel guilty for a long time, which turned out to be the result.Xiu Yuan randomly found a clean flat ground and lay down.

Ping An's eyes flickered, and then he also lay down, but he didn't seem to be sleeping soundly. He turned over several times, and finally seemed to suppress it deliberately. Maybe he was worried about disturbing Xiu Yuan, so he stopped moving.

Xiu Yuan couldn't fall asleep for a long time, he spoke in the dark:

"Peace, are you feeling unwell?"

Of course Ping An wouldn't answer, Xiu Yuan came over quietly, touched his forehead, it wasn't very hot, he put his forehead against Ping An's again, and reconfirmed that there was nothing abnormal.

"It's not a fever attack."

Ping An's eyes were red, and he usually showed little expression, but now he looked aggrieved, grabbed Xiu Yuan's hand, and leaned under him.

Xiu Yuan was startled, he was no stranger to this kind of thing, and Ping An responded.

At that time, the two of them were naked in the cave, and they didn't see such abnormalities in Ping An. They were extremely embarrassed when they repaired the relationship, and they couldn't do so, so they had to say to Ping An, "You...you calm down, and it will get better naturally."

These words are undoubtedly self-deception. He was poisoned by a ghost machine, and when he was forced to be lingering with Padmasambhava, he chanted scriptures and chanted Buddha, seeking peace and detoxification with all his heart, but it didn't work. How to teach others?

Ping'an's lustful reaction became more and more intense, even through the fabric, Xiu Yuan could feel the astonishing hotness and rigidity.

With a ruthless heart, he forcibly pulled out his hand, turned around and said to Ping An:

"You...you solve it yourself, and then go to bed obediently, we have to hurry tomorrow morning."

Ping An was still frozen, but breathing heavily.

Xiu Yuan sighed in his heart, thinking that he was only a young man, he had to give some advice on how to understand love, but the monk taught the boy to blaspheme, isn't it a joke!

But he couldn't see peace and suffering, so he could only whisper:

"You...you put your hand in...touch it, it's...that's it."

Ping An was skeptical, put his hand into his trousers, and repaired for a long time, only to hear him gasp, as if in great pain, then turned his head to see that his face was flushed, sweat was pouring down like rain, his eyes were steamy, and he looked ashamed and embarrassed expression.

Xiu Yuan thought to himself: Not good, he is young and eager, so he must do whatever he wants.He knew the strength of Ping An, not to mention the fact that he had internal strength in his body now, and he didn't know how serious it was, how could he be killed in this blow!

"Slow down!" Xiu Yuan couldn't bear it, and quickly took off his trousers to take a look. Sure enough, the thing was hot and hard, but after the Ping'an blow just now, I don't know how he hurt it. Thick, with tears hanging from the top.

"Wouldn't you be lighter, this thing, a heavier hand will kill you!" Xiu Yuan said, his hand has already touched it, he slowed down his movements, soft and light, after holding his hand reluctantly, He didn't look at it, just fiddled and stroked gently.

"It's...it needs to be so light." Xiu Yuan's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and he only focused on his hands, occasionally scratching slowly with his nails.

Panting heavily, Ping An approached Xiu Yuan's ear. From the back of his ear to his neck, he was very fair and attractive. He was fascinated by seeing him. He immediately had a bloodthirsty urge to swallow him like a wild beast pounced on an antelope. swallow.

But he didn't do that, he just squinted his eyes, and watched Xiu Yuan's slender and dexterous fingers moving up and down for him, the fingertips were slightly stained with a few drops of dirt, and that thing seemed to burn his hands , wanting to shrink back, but in the end I don’t know why, but I still persisted, but the fragility and confusion in my eyes couldn’t be concealed.

Ping An turned back his gaze again, and Xiu Yuan's white and tender slender neck was also stained with pink at some point, he smiled, and leaned over secretly, spreading his scorching hot breath on Xiu Yuan's neck.

Xiu Yuan was startled, and Ping An had already pressed his lips to his, rubbing the back of his neck carefully.

"You...you!" Xiu Yuan was so angry that he couldn't speak. When he turned around, he saw his distraught look, thinking that this is also human nature. It is the first time for Ping An to be in such a situation, and he can be forgiven if he is at a loss. .Just thinking of this, he was hugged tightly by Ping An, his neck was slipped by the wet tip of his tongue, his teeth bit down on it lightly, and then Ping An stood up slightly, completely soiling Xiu Yuan's hands.