White lotus cultivation system

When Uncle Bing opened his eyes, he found that he was holding a small underwear in his hand.

Uncle Bing: "..."

At the same time, he felt the coolness in his crotch. He looked down, and the expression on his face became embarrassing again. At this time, he was naked, wearing a high school uniform shirt on his upper body, and was standing in the bathroom of his home eight years ago.

"Pa-ta." He bent down quickly, trying to pick up his chin that fell on the ground, but unexpectedly, his heel slipped on the wet tiles, and he fell to the ground on his back!

Standing outside the door, Zhao Jiayan heard the sound of a heavy fall in the toilet. He was inexplicably terrified. Without thinking about it, he put his hand on the doorknob and opened the toilet door.

Uncle Bing looked at himself, then at the handsome young Dr. Zhao who broke through the door, and silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

...well, he remembered.

Zhao Jiayan was slightly stunned, the scene of deja vu brought his memory back quickly, and the scene that had been lingering in his mind for many years appeared before his eyes again, Ye Zhen... was still as beautiful as in his memory, no, more beautiful .

Soon, Zhao Jiayan came back to his senses and realized that he might be dreaming. For some reason, he closed the bathroom door behind his backhand.

"...?" The script doesn't seem to be like this, does it?It should be Zhao Jiayan who helped him onto the sofa.Uncle Bing was puzzled and wanted to stand up by himself, but somehow, the tiles on the floor were like a layer of wax, and it was impossible for people to stand up firmly.

Zhao Jiayan just watched Ye Zhen struggle for a long time, and the almost transparent white shirt stuck to his body after encountering the water was simply trying to cover up, and it couldn't cover anything.

At this time, Dr. Zhao moved. He stepped forward, and the greasy tile floor under Ye Zhen's feet seemed to have no effect on him at all. Hugged tightly in his arms, one hand stretched directly underneath, and as expected, he felt the same slippery texture as he remembered.

He raised his hand and put it in front of him to see that it was a transparent liquid, exuding a smell... Zhao Jiayan's face changed.

Uncle Bing managed to stand still when he felt someone touch his PP. When he raised his head, he saw Zhao Jiayan smelling something in his hand with a strange expression on his face.

...Do you want to do this!No matter how thick-skinned he was, Uncle Bing couldn't help but blush, and at the same time a sweet fragrance entered his nostrils. He subconsciously searched for the source of the fragrance, but found that it was emanating from Dr. Zhao's fingers.

When he realized what was going on, the older mercenary uncle couldn't help covering his face haggardly, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Damn the system, how much psychological shadow did this cause to myself? !It actually caused him to recall the punishment of chrysanthemum tears in his dream after many years... And, and!What is even more unforgivable is——

Why did chrysanthemum tears turn into his favorite strawberry flavor? ! !

"Huh," at this moment, Zhao Jiayan spoke. It was different from the usual gentle tone that made people feel like a spring breeze, but a cold and forceful voice that surprised even himself: "I thought it was something. It's been confusing to me for a few years now that it's strawberry-flavored KY."

"..." Ye Zhen didn't know what to say anymore.

"Has Gu Shaofeng ever touched you?"

"...Touch?" Uncle Bing was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he was not an ignorant person, but he never took these minors into consideration in the past, and in the current situation, he no longer realized that the other party pointed at him. I am really sorry for his age: "Nothing happened to me and Gu Shaofeng!"

Zhao Jiayan had already realized that he was in a dream at this time, but he couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard such an answer. However, a kind of resentment that had been accumulated for many years made him want to do something deep in his heart. The valley owes hope.

"Oh? Really..." He heard himself say in a very different tone than usual: "Whether it's true or not, let me check it carefully and thoroughly."

The mercenary uncle was stunned when he heard the words, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He wanted to run, but the bathroom floor was so slippery that he couldn't stand on it. After breaking free from Zhao Jiayan's embrace, he rushed straight forward fell to the ground.

Use a more vivid and concise expression to describe this posture, that is: 囧 rz. (Hey, what does that period refer to?)

Okay, let’s do it again... Maybe this is more appropriate: 囧 rz; (Yes, this is the way a chrysanthemum sheds tears)

(Voice from the outside world: Author, have you played enough?! Isn't "tears" supposed to flow down the root of the thigh)

In short, in the eyes of friends, this posture is definitely more inviting than picking up soap. Zhao Jiayan saw this scene at the time, and his whole body was wrong. This, this action is really suitable...Stop it!stop!

Hehe, it's late.

"Patter." The door of a small cabinet in the bathroom suddenly opened, and an oversized syringe fell out of the place where laundry detergent and dish soap should have been placed.

Dr. Zhao picked it up and read out the words on the syringe: "Enema solution...syringe?"

"..." Both of them opened their mouths wide at the same time: "Enema syringe?!!"

...So I'm so perverted? !Both of them thought it was the product of their subconscious manipulating the dream, and Qiqi couldn't help crying inwardly: No!not like this!I didn't even think about using this kind of heavy stuff on myself/sweetheart!

Zhao Jiayan tried to redeem something: "Ye Zhen, trust me! You know who I am!"

Ye Zhen's whole person is not much better now. He even rolled and crawled to fight against the slippery ground. With the anorectal doctor?!"

"Andrology and anorectal doctor?" A certain generalist genius was taken aback for a moment, and then he didn't know what to think, and his breathing suddenly became heavier: "This is really a good idea."

Then he leaned down, stretched out a hand to support the beautiful boy's waist, and said close to the other's ear: "Then let me check your body for you? Well... there is a way to check both at the same time— —Let’s see if we can stimulate the ♂ prostate ♂ in front of the rectum first.”

"It's not good at all!" Mr. Mercenary, who dug a hole and buried himself, was almost driven crazy by his spring dream of moral depravity.In reality, Zhao Jiayan has always been a caring nurse, oh no, a good doctor who is intellectual and gentle!It's definitely not like it is now, this really is a dream!

As soon as Dr. Zhao said something wrong, he, how could he say such a perverted doctor's lines? !What about ethics? !What about the lower limit? !This is not in line with his image of being gentle, refined and indifferent to the world at all!

This is simply insane!

"Crack." The safety device activated again, cutting off the spiritual connection between the two. (Voice from outside the sky: Fuck)

The two woke up from the dream at the same time, panting heavily with lingering fear, and lying side by side on the bed in a hugging posture, it took a long time to calm down their extremely violent heartbeat.

Me, how could I have such a dream?Ye Zhen, who had hardly ever had such dreams since childhood, thought blankly, being enema ♂ and being inspected by immoral means... I couldn't bear to look straight at it!And the object of his spring dream turned out to be the underage classmates who went to school together back then!And the other party is sleeping with me now!exist!one!rise!

Uncle mercenary, do you know that Doctor Zhao today is no longer the silly boy ♂ paper eight years ago!

Me, how could I have such a dream?Zhao Jiayan, who has hardly ever had such dreams since he was a child, thought blankly, giving enemas to his sweetheart ♂ and using immoral means to check things... This moment made his lower limit as deep as the Mariana Trench Unfathomable!He thinks that he has always followed the route of a gentle and elegant gentleman, so is it really okay to have such an obscene and perverted dream? !But... In fact, this dream is indeed a bit abnormal... touching!stop!stop!

For a moment, both of them felt that they were about to be played badly by their own brains.

Dr. Zhao originally planned to inquire about Ye Zhen's situation after the transmission, and then combine his own feelings to find ways to improve, but at this moment, he couldn't care less because he lost his mind, and the scenes in the dream were clearly imprinted on him. In his head with an amazing memory, he can't get rid of it, not to mention that he is still so close to his sweetheart now, the feeling of skin friction and closeness is stirring every nerve in him, beating gongs and drums in the ears of the sleeping beast inside him, If it weren't for the fact that there were a few wolves outside the house watching over here, he would almost be unable to hold back, and would execute the Fa on the spot with the person in his arms (too naive).

But just do nothing?Then he is not Dr. Zhao but an expert Fang Wai. Zhao Jiayan half propped himself up when Gu Qiang was on fire, holding Uncle Bing's face and giving him a long and deep kiss.

Just as Ye Zhen woke up from that yellow and violent dream, she couldn't help being a little confused and didn't push him away.

Encouraged by classmate Jiayan, he worked hard to please his sweetheart. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching their room from far and near, he let go of Ye Zhen even though he felt extremely regretful.

The bedroom door was opened from the inside, and Zhao Jiayan walked past Han Yi and the others with a calm face, leaving a sentence: "Don't disturb Ye Zhen's rest, I will study the improvement plan."

Several people nodded and did not stop him. They stood at the door and looked into the dark room for a while. Ye Fei turned to look at Gu Shaofeng. The latter nodded first, then shook his head, and closed the door gently. Only then did he speak: "The breathing is smooth and normal, but I didn't fall asleep."

"Based on his vigilance, it is not so easy to fall asleep." Ye Fei said.

Han Yi: "Let's not bother him."

Xie Zhang opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, his eyes were obscure.

Ye Zhen was wrapped in a quilt, but her eyes were open in the dark, staring fixedly at the curtains with a faint blue light, listening to those who cared about him leave after a brief conversation.

Why would he have such a dream?Could it be true to Zhao Jiayan... Zhao confessed to him eight years ago, it's not that he didn't know the other party's intentions at the time, but at the time he was restrained by the system and couldn't help himself. To find a way to go back, and the other party was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, as if he was a minor. In his opinion, his mind was not yet fully mature, and he was a homosexual. This kind of group is destined to be almost difficult in China. Maybe it was just a spur of the moment, Ye Zhen would not accept a minor's confession with the mentality of an adult, regardless of practicality or morality, knowing that if it is not done well, it may ruin the other party.

Later, he learned from Zhao Jiayan's father, Zhao Chuanrong, that the boy went to study in the United States, and he even said that in Ye Zhen's heart, he was relieved.

Originally thought that after breaking away from the control of the system, he might never have any contact with Zhao Jiayan again, but fate played a joke on him. After many years, he still faced this person day and night after all. Keep in mind, the age of 24 is enough for Uncle Bing to believe that Zhao Jiayan has thought it through, but he already has Han Yi as his lover on the job, so how can he respond to him?Would they be willing to tolerate each other?Thinking of this, Mr. Mercenary was amused by his own thoughts.

But there is still a problem, if, if the enema is really a product of his subconscious desire... Then maybe he should find a psychiatrist as soon as possible.

Zhao Jiayan returned to his room, his body flickered, and he put one hand on the table. The dizziness in his head told him that this was the sequelae of being deprived of mental power. He stabilized his mind, went to the bathroom and took a simple shower , and lay down on the bed.

Before taking a break, he turned on his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Please help me airlift Sigmund Freud's Letters..."

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[Why come to popular science again]:

Sigmund Freud, Austrian psychiatrist and psychoanalyst.Founder of psychoanalysis.He believes that the vast majority of repressed desires are sexual, and sexual disturbance is the root cause of psychosis.It can be understood here that this guy is a great psychologist of the last century. Dr. Zhao believes that he can analyze the subconscious meaning involved in his spring dream by reading his notes~