Proud of the rivers and lakes

Passing through the long secret passage, Fu Jinghong found the original entrance, turned the relief immediately to go out, and immediately closed the entrance after jumping out.

He was afraid that Murong Lin would come after him soon, so he hurriedly ran towards the side yard.

Sure enough, Murong Lin was chasing after him. Fu Jinghong heard the howling wind from behind, and immediately jumped into a yard with Qi Yungong.

He jumped in and saw a half-open window, he jumped in immediately and closed the window at the same time.

He didn't expect that Murong Lin wouldn't be able to find this yard, he just hoped to use this yard as a temporary cover so that Murong Lin would have a good time looking for him, and then he would take advantage of Murong Lin's time to find him and run away.

Fu Jinghong turned around, and found that this room was actually the room of the Third Young Master Murong that he had seen before.

Fu Jinghong smiled helplessly.

It really is fate.

The wind blew and the stream moved, and the curtains shook slightly.

Suddenly, there were a few coughing sounds from the tent.

There was a sound of falling from the courtyard outside, it seemed that Murong Lin really found him.

Fu Jinghong looked at the curtain and thought, after Murong Lin knocked on the door, he immediately slipped into the curtain.

Outside the door, Murong Lin knocked on the door lightly three times, and said to the people inside: "Did you hear someone passing by just now?"

And Fu Jinghong, in the curtain, looked at the person on the bed.

He was finally lucky enough to meet the person in the tent. Fu Jinghong looked at the person in front of him, feeling as if his dream had come true.

The person on the bed was thin and slender, his complexion was as pale as plain white porcelain, smooth and delicate, as pale as jade.

Under the slightly open moon-white underclothes, a slender and fragile neck and a delicate and deep collarbone were exposed.

Three thousand black threads poured down like splashed ink, scattered on the pillow, messy and lingering.

That person didn't seem to see Fu Jinghong, his face was calm, and his brows were calm.

After hearing Murong Lin's question, he coughed twice, and after a while, he said slowly, "No."

Murong Lin outside the door seemed to have paused, and said again: "...how are you doing recently, Shang'er."

The man closed his eyes slightly and said, "Well."

"..." Murong Lin outside seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just hurriedly said: "Then you should have a good rest." Then he left in a hurry.

Only then did Fu Jinghong heaved a sigh of relief, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, the poison in his body became more violent.

Fu Jinghong's breath was unsteady, and he quickly thought about it... There seemed to be no other men in this Murong mansion except the servants. It was naturally impossible for Murong Yi to act with him. Murong Er did not return all night... The housekeeper Murong ...Naturally, that's not the case.

But if he was allowed to lie under those servants, he would be unwilling.

he looked at

That Murong Shang, Murong Shang is weak and sick, I am afraid it is impossible to do such things...

Murong Shang's body was so weak that his whole body was as fragile as plain white porcelain.

Murong Shang at the other end seemed to turn a blind eye to Fu Jinghong, but closed his eyes slightly and lay half-lying.

Fu Jinghong thought wildly, but the heat in his body became more and more unbridled, and he couldn't allow him to think too much.

He hesitated for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand towards Murong Shang.

The moment he stretched out his hand, Murong Shang seemed to notice something, opened his eyes, and looked at Fu Jinghong.

Murong Shang's eyes were as black as ink, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

Fu Jinghong gritted his teeth, put his hand under Murong Shang's quilt, and sat on Murong Shang's body in a flash.

He didn't dare to actually sit down, so he could only half sit and half kneel, and the hand that reached under the quilt had already caressed Murong Shang's thigh covered in obscene pants.

Murong Shang couldn't help being startled, finally a wave appeared in his eyes.

Fu Jinghong didn't dare to move too much, so he could only gently touch Murong Shang's object and rub it lightly.

Murong Shang must have never experienced emotion, his pale face immediately turned red, and a look of confusion appeared in his black eyes.

After a while, Murong Shang stood up tremblingly.

His pale chest trembled slightly, and his thin and slender fingers tightly gripped the quilt.

Fu Jinghong rubbed it for a while, and felt that Murong Shang's thing was almost hard, so he immediately took off his obscene pants.

At this time, the climax in his body was fierce, and the backside even secreted something lubricating by itself.

He didn't dare to sit directly on Murong Shang, so he rolled over with his arms around Murong Shang, letting Murong Shang lie on top of him.

Murong Shang supported him weakly with both hands, and the blue hair fell down, onto Fu Jinghong's face.

Fu Jinghong opened his thighs, stretched out his hand to hold Murong Shang's thing and slowly sent it into his body.

There was already a piece of stickiness between his legs, and Murong Shang's thing squeezed smoothly into the corridor.

Fu Jinghong gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand to press Murong Shang's crotch, and sent Murong Shang's things deeper and deeper.

Murong Shang panted lightly, and the thing actually became vigorous.

Fu Jinghong felt that the tunnel was being slowly stretched open, and the strange feeling made the corners of his eyes moist.

Murong Shang panted for a while, then gradually calmed down, and lay on Fu Jinghong's body without moving.

Fu Jinghong knew that as long as Murong Shang vomited in his body once, it would be fine, thinking of a quick fix, he immediately tightened his rear, thinking of letting Murong Shang vomit immediately.

Unexpectedly, Murong Shang trembled, since he endured it.

Fu Jinghong gritted his teeth, and whispered in his ear: "Quickly let it out...it's over..."

Murong Shang stared at him with dark eyes for a while, Ren Fu Jinghong tried every means to persuade him, but he didn't move.

Fu Jinghong was anxious, and really wanted to turn over, but was pushed down by Murong Shang all of a sudden.

"

Hurry up..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Murong Shang suddenly stood up and stopped him.

Fu Jinghong was inexplicably, but Murong Shang started to move. He leaned on Fu Jinghong's body, once and for all, the movement was extremely slow, but very hard, piercing into Fu Jinghong's inside, time and time again, getting deeper and deeper .

The corners of Fu Jinghong's eyes were moist, and he clutched his sleeves with both hands.

"Hurry up..."

he urged.

But Murong Shang didn't seem to hear it, but it was slowly bumping into Fu Jinghong's inside again and again.

"Hurry up..."

Fu Jinghong's eyes were red, and his voice sounded like weeping.

He moaned involuntarily, until his voice became a little hoarse in the end.

He finally felt Murong Shang who was leaning on him tremble, knowing that Murong Shang was about to vomit, he hastily tightened his grip.

Murong Shang trembled, but finally let out with trembling body.

Fu Jinghong felt a hot current slowly flowing into his body, and the scorching hot current in his abdomen disappeared.

What he was originally upright also leaked out under this stimulation, and the white essence stained Murong Shang's undershirt.

Murong Shang was panting anxiously, and leaned on Fu Jinghong's body, his pale chest kept rising and falling.

Fu Jinghong closed his eyes and began to circulate the internal strength and mentality in his body. He didn't open his eyes slowly until he felt the heat flow into his dantian, and let out a breath.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Murong Shang looking at him.

Murong Shang's dark eyes had recovered, and he was looking at Fu Jinghong intently.

Only then did Fu Jinghong blush, remembering that his behavior seemed to be called the overlord's bow...

"Cough..." Fu Jinghong gave a fake cough and said. "The green mountains will not change, and the flowing water will flow forever... We will see you in the rivers and lakes."

He hurriedly got up and wanted to push Murong Shang away and get off the bed, but when he got up, his waist gave way and he fell heavily again.

Murong agreed to look at him.

Fu Jinghong cried silently in his heart, his waist was so weak that he couldn't straighten up...

His body was extremely messy at the moment, his obscene trousers were half-faded, his underwear was wide open, his headband was untied at some point, his hair was messy, red marks and white turbidity appeared on his chest, thighs and thighs.

Fu Jinghong felt very embarrassed looking at the marks on his body, and Murong Shang followed his gaze and began to examine Fu Jinghong's body.

Fu Jinghong felt that the eyes staring at him began to burn.

He quickly tied up his clothes and was about to leave.

A trace of disappointment seemed to flash in Murong Shang's black eyes, but he just watched Fu Jinghong put on his clothes and pants with fixed eyes.

When Fu Jinghong got dressed and was about to leave, Murong Shang suddenly said, "Who are you?"

The voice was so flat that it didn't seem like he was asking a question.

It was naturally impossible for Fu Jinghong to report his name, so he was taken aback for a moment.

"Are you... a goblin?" Murong Shang asked lightly.

Fu Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, and understood that the three young masters probably thought that he had met the female goblin who liked to have a good night with scholars in the storybook...

That's fine too, Fu Jinghong turned around and said to Murong Shang, "My son and I have been married for three generations, but unfortunately in this life I came here as a monster and you are a human being. Humans and monsters have different paths. There is no destiny in this life, so I can only repay you with a one-night romance... ..."

"Marriage for three generations..." Murong Shang pondered for a moment.

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly at him, and jumped out of the window.

But Murong Shang stared fixedly at the back of Fu Jinghong's disappearance, his eyes were turbulent.

The author has something to say: Some sisters said that Fu Jinghong’s story was too vulgar, so let’s change it to an elegant version... Murong Shang’s previous life was a waiter of Shenying who specialized in flowers and plants in the heavenly court, and Fu Jinghong was a fairy by the West Linghe Lake. A plant of Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass, after feeling the aura of heaven and earth, cultivated human body. When Murong Shang went down to earth, Fu Jinghong went down with him in order to repay his kindness. He planned to repay Murong Shang's watering grace with his tears... ...Sisters who have seen Dream of the Red Chamber pretend not to see what the author has to say~