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"Ah Qi...Ah Qi..." A hoarse murmur emerged from the tight lips, with forbearance and complexity, and even a little hesitation, piercing straight into Mo Yan's heart, making him moan out Voice.As if he was finally joyed, the suppressed low-pitched voice smoothed the deepness between Huang Yaoshi's brows, and those worries were temporarily forgotten, and he just lowered his head to look at Mo Yan, his dark eyes were as deep as the night of tonight , Deep and scary, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance into his mind and engrave it in his heart.

After rubbing together for a long time, until Mo Yan's lips glowed moist red, Huang Yaoshi mercifully raised his body slightly and let him go, and Mo Yan finally got a chance to breathe, and tried his best to restrain his burning sensation. Don't make it redder, Mo Yan looked away for a moment and remained silent for a moment, finally bit the bullet and met those dark eyes, "You should call me Mo Yan." For some reason, Mo Yan put I told Huang Yaoshi my real name, maybe it will be difficult to meet again in the future, or even if we meet again, everything will be different, so at this last moment, I relaxed myself and revealed my true nature.

"... Ah Yan." After being stunned for a moment, Huang Yaoshi responded with kindness, deliberately ignoring the meaning of the strange name, because he had already vaguely realized that if he probed or asked, something would happen. What was beyond expectation, and he had to admit that he really cared about this feeling of confusion without knowing the consequences.So no matter how much he was confused, he finally hid away with some evasion, only thinking that it was really just a simple question of address, so he called out in such a self-deceiving manner, then bowed his head again, and kissed the pair eyes.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, fluctuating the line of Huang Yaoshi's lips, and his hand moved down immediately, stopped in the throat, pressed down, and even fiddled with the Adam's apple in revenge, blocking the suppressed moaning, and even more It caused the panting below him to change its rhythm.The big palm continued to move down, and the left hand brushed across the front chest, holding one side upright maliciously, but after hearing an exclamation, he reluctantly changed to gently rubbing, rubbing the small bump with callused fingertips. Aroused a shudder.

This exercise was a bit abrupt and inexplicable, which caused Mo Yan to be stunned for a moment, before he had time to react. When he came back to his senses, his gaffe had developed to what he is now, and the numbness and tingling pain in his chest aroused him. His sanity made him couldn't help raising his hand, trying to stop this sweet torture.However, Huang Yaoshi saw his insincere refusal, moved his right hand from his throat, grasped his hands, and then raised them to the top of his head, pressed them to the beach and fixed them firmly, while the other hand Still dawdling unhurriedly, neither stopping nor deepening, the numbness in his left chest went straight to the bottom of his heart, which made Mo Yan to twist his body feebly and moan, and then he pressed hard mercifully. , bowed his head amidst a muffled hum, and embraced the other side trembling in the sea breeze.

"Hmm..." The unbearable muffled sound was accompanied by the violent fluctuation of the Adam's apple, which made Huang Yaoshi lose his mind for a moment. The big palm that had been playing with his left chest reluctantly moved away and reattached Mo Yan's neck. It was not thick. The palm of the neck is enough to grasp, feeling the arc of the half grip, as if controlling the person under him, beautiful and false.Huang Yaoshi maliciously closed his palms gently, and slowly applied strength, but when Mo Yan began to feel uncomfortable and rubbed against his neck, he did not hesitate to withdraw the strength, and only lightly rested on his neck, while at the same time, his lips and teeth With a strong force, he began to bite and grind.

"Ah ... wow ... don't ..." I couldn't care about using my belly, Mo Yanyu screamed in a hurry, but the voice was vaguely bitter, and I couldn't care about the feelings of the palm of my throat. I just felt a soreness in my heart, and suddenly found that all my persistence had become meaningless, yes, he took it for granted, they were different from the master and the old fox at that time, and they were not equal If identity is just a small river blocking the way, then the scar that still clearly exists in Mo Yan's mouth is definitely the boundless East China Sea.He is afraid that he will never get what he wants. The figure of the master and the old fox in his mind are so compatible that his eyes are stabbed red, and the hands clasped together seem to be mocking what he did, exposing After discovering the fact that he was always unwilling to admit, he was so hot that he instantly relaxed.

"Hmm... what's the matter?" Realizing Huang Yaoshi's avoidance, Mo Yan half clenched his palms, feeling that there seemed to be something missing inside, feeling empty and uncomfortable.Tilting his head in surprise, Mo Yan looked at Huang Yaoshi suspiciously, but before he could ask any more questions, Huang Yaoshi seemed to have made a decision, leaned down abruptly, and slammed his fist hard. His lips, with a madness that was never seen before, sealed his mouth, and the tip of his tongue forcefully parted the tightly pressed lips, and then pushed straight in.

Licked the palate, rubbed the gums, and finally stopped at the fracture, trembling, carefully licked, inch by inch, feeling the dull pain in the left chest, like punishment, over and over again, just a simple kiss Actions seem to last forever, bitter and helpless.

The kiss was not over, Huang Yaoshi clenched and loosened his hands, finally attached to Mo Yan's chest, and then rubbed on his body comfortingly, starting from the chest and winding down.Kneading the tight lines of the waist, slowly inward, until following the well-defined lower abdomen, grasping the hard and fragile treasure land.The intense emotion was so abrupt that it directly ignited the indifferent mask that Huang Yaoshi had been wearing all along. It was turbulent and frightening. He looked at the shirt that was getting more and more in the way, and tore it open.

The open placket was completely cut off, and it was loosely placed between the elbows. A gust of sea breeze blew, which only made a layer of goose bumps on his body. At this time, he was stunned by the violent attacks. Mo Yan finally became clearer.

"Island owner?" If you want to relieve yourself, doing so is too much, Mo Yan can't help but think of that time not long after the relationship was confirmed, the night of his birthday.In the past, birthdays were a kind of sin. Even if his mother didn't say it, he could still feel that every day she would be more depressed than before, and would also become gloomy. Looking at his mother with hatred.So every time he celebrates his birthday, he will be very careful, for fear of irritating something, and for fear that his mother will be sad. It was not until later that he left home that he and his teammates spent such a meager time or two.

And that day was his first birthday on Peach Blossom Island, because too many things happened in the previous few months, which messed up his life, and it was precisely because of this that he was called I also gave up on myself and had some indulgent thoughts, and there were traces of the unexpected thing happening.

But today is different, now is the time to leave, I don't want to have more contact with this place, but Huang Yaoshi's state is obviously not right. "Ah Yan..." With a muffled cry, Huang Yaoshi wanted to move closer, but the soft hand on his shoulder began to exert strength, obviously Mo Yan rejected Huang Yaoshi's hint, "Island owner, you I know we shouldn't do this." The voice was calm, but in fact he was really shocked by Huang Yaoshi's actions.

"..." The fierce kiss passed, Master Huang Yao sighed, and his tone was a little helpless, "It is indeed different from what we said before, but last time it was the same as last time." I don't want to ask Mo Yan to explain his own Regret, I just want to keep this night, and I will have nothing to ask for once more in harmony, Huang Yaoshi chose a reason that is easier to agree with.

"It was different last time." Mo Yan didn't find out more, and didn't think too much about it. He just relaxed his strength and retorted in a matter-of-fact manner.However, probably because he felt that it was useless to say more, after Huang Yaoshi let out a muffled snort, he bent down and hugged Mo Yan tightly, with his head resting on his neck, and his scorching breath sprayed against his ears, " This is the end, let me leave something behind." The coquettish whisper made Mo Yan's ears tingle, his heart moved, and the pain under his body clearly reminded him what he needed now, he There is really no need to be hypocritical, I thought about not making any more connections before leaving, but the reality doesn't seem to be as he thought.That's all, the last indulgence should be a perfect ending to this novel relationship. Thinking of this, the strength in Mo Yan's hand gradually weakened, and finally fell back to his side again, tacitly acquiescing to Huang Yaoshi's actions .

The waves beat vigorously, wet the sand below them, and also wet the two people who were shaking and overlapping. Huang Yaoshi peeled off the clothes of the two people a few times. They were naked on the sand, regardless of each other. Huang Yaoshi With one hand, he fiddled with the stiffness under Mo Yan's body, and with the other hand, he reached behind his back, lubricated by the sea water, and inserted it in.

At first, it was just barely blending into a finger, and the slender finger was tightly wrapped, even with the lubrication of sea water, it was still a bit dry, Huang Yaoshi slowly moved.Both of them were patient, until the number of fingers added to three, then he carefully put in his hide, and slowly squeezed in.

……

Another big wave came, and the icy sea water slapped the two people on the beach fiercely. The aggressive Huang Yaoshi stiffened and sprayed scorching heat, scalding like a branding iron, burning Mo Yan's soft inside, but at the same time The icy waves pouring over his body, on the contrary, froze his slightly hot body. The two opposite extremes stimulated Mo Yan, making him tremble, and released himself in Huang Yaoshi's hands.

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In the wet morning with morning dew, a small boat floated on the vast East China Sea, and slowly sailed away from Peach Blossom Island. No one came to see him off on the shore. Mo Yan always felt that it was too sad to be watched off. , he would rather walk quietly by himself, so no matter whether it was Bai Fei, Bai Baozi, or even Ya Yi and Xiao Huang Rong, he would comfort each other in detail, just to avoid letting each other taste the bitterness of parting again.

However, no matter whether he forgot or deliberately, he left alone Huang Yaoshi, the man who merged with him last night. Maybe it was escape or something else. He didn't expect to see that man on the shore. However, when he really couldn't find it everywhere, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, "It's really a man's bad nature." Mo Yan couldn't help muttering a few times, scoffing at his complicated thoughts.

Shaking the messy thoughts out of his mind, he leaned back in the cabin again, looking at the vast sea, sailing down with the wind, the outside world, he finally came.

With some sighs, Mo Yan looked into the distance, and his heart also felt a little magnificence, but he didn't know that he was hiding in the dense forest near the sea on Peach Blossom Island, looking at him for a moment, until he could no longer see him. The cyan figure was exactly the Huang Yaoshi who he didn't know if he should be looking forward to coming.

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It was the early spring of the year again, smoke and dust billowed on the Zhenze official road, and there were all martial arts people with swords and swords coming and going, so it was very lively.

It was night, and the clanging of swords and swords came from the woods on both sides of the official road, but it turned out to be a few masked warriors in black, who were besieging a ragged disciple of the beggar gang. If you lose the enemy, you will die. At this moment, a burst of energy came through the air, and there was a muffled sound of 'duh'; among the tree trunks.

Immediately afterwards, a clear voice sounded: "Brothers from the beggar gang over there, what happened?"

The voice fluctuated from far to near, and I couldn't hear it clearly. I think it was a person with profound internal skills. The young man of the beggar gang cupped his hands slightly, and said respectfully: "Before Lu Ban, the No. 20 disciple of the lower beggar gang, met..."

"Cough cough cough, Lu...your name is Lu Ban?!"

Lu Ban didn't understand the piercing coughing sound in the woods, so he asked in confusion, "But where did you offend me?"

"No, just keep talking." For some reason, the voice was still mysterious, but Lu Ban felt suddenly annoyed.

"Yes, senior. I want to help the leader Hong and Guo Daxia to hold a hero conference in Lujiazhuang, Taihu Lake to discuss the anti-Mongol affairs, but I don't want to get the news that the Mongolian King Jinlun is going to destroy it. I want to tell the leader about it day and night. But he was ambushed by the Mongols, if he hadn't been rescued by the seniors, he would have missed a big deal this time."

This Lu Ban is Lu Youjiao's only flesh and blood, he sensed that the person who arrived had extraordinary martial arts, he quickly summed up the whole story of the incident, emphatically mentioned the Heroes Conference, hoping that the senior who didn't know the background could go to sit in the town, so as to help him They added a boost to their fight against Mongolia.

"Lujiazhuang, Taihu Lake?" But as soon as the words fell, the voice was slightly surprised, and said something that surprised Lu Ban, very intimate, obviously not to him: "Isn't that our destination? There is a hero meeting, That kid Chengfeng didn't even mention it, if he didn't happen to visit him, he would definitely have missed it... It seems that his skin is itchy again."

"..." Lu Ban was irritated by this overly familiar tone, and the masked Mongolians over there couldn't help but look at each other, unable to escape under the suppression of the mysterious senior, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

At this time, several Mongolian warriors suddenly rang out "咻咻" several times, their eyes widened, and they looked at the blood hole in their chest in disbelief, and then they suddenly fell back, dead simply.Lu Ban looked at the wound in shock, only then did he realize that it turned out that it was a few stones that relieved him!

That expert's inner strength is rare in the world!Lu Ban swallowed his throat, swallowed silently, and then looked up, only to see a sudden shaking not far in front of him, and two figures slowly approaching.

One is blue and the other is gray, one looks about forty, with a pale face, Xiao Shuxuan looks like a god, and the other seems to be a little younger, with bright eyebrows and star eyes, gentle and handsome, elegant and profound.The two stood hand in hand, so dazzling that they couldn't look directly at each other.But it turned out that it was Huang Yaoshi and Mo Yan who went away from the Jianghu.

Lu Ban blinked blankly, feeling that he saw a god-man, but the middle-aged man in the gray robe broke the tall atmosphere in an instant: "Old Huang, everyone said that this time I was asked to experiment with the supernatural power of flicking fingers." It worked, why did you intervene again?"

"Didn't I tell you to try it at the beginning?" Huang Yaoshi shook his head funny, and tightened Mo Yan's hand in his palm as a comfort.

"..." Mo Yan was speechless, and simply changed the subject directly: "That Lu... Ban, how dare you ask your ancestors to be carpenters?"

"……what?"

Looking at the stunned disciples of the Beggar Gang, Mo Yan jumped into the horns: "Otherwise, why did you choose such a name?"

Huang Yaoshi: "..."

Lu Ban was silent for a long time, and finally answered the wrong question decisively: "I'm going to report to Lujiazhuang, senior, do you want to go with me?"

Mo Yan glanced at Huang Yaoshi, looked at the eyes full of rejection, and said knowingly to evade: "Our destination is also Lujiazhuang, but we have other things to deal with, so we won't go with you."

After all, the world between the two of them is just right, there is absolutely no need to insert a Lu Ban.Although Lu Ban didn't understand this key point, he nodded his head regretfully, and bid farewell.

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Stepping into the territory of Taihu Lake, the crowd gradually increased. Mo Yan came from a later generation and had a more open mind, while Huang Yaoshi was more independent and did not take other people's opinions seriously, so the two went hand in hand. Da Lala entered the market.

Suddenly, a rather gloomy voice came from not far away: "Girl, you took the steamed buns here, but you haven't paid yet."

"Money? I don't have any money. What is that?"

"..." The middle-aged man in charge sighed for a long time, and patted his forehead with a strange expression: "The two credits I have experienced in my life were actually with beautiful girls. The fortune is not shallow, the fortune is not shallow ah."

Mo Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, and turned his head to look at Huang Yaoshi, with a strange and inexplicable expression on his face.The two approached curiously, only to find that this place happened to be Mo Chou's property, and standing not far away, glaring at the manager happened to be the sticky Huang Rong and his wife.

"Should I thank you for complimenting me on my beauty?" Huang Rong, with a big belly, grabbed the arm of her monk brother and gave the steward a blank look.

The steward stared, beat his chest and stomped his feet, thinking that he was no longer a shop boy running around in and out of the door, but had become a majestic chief steward, but he still couldn't forget the little beggar who paid on credit at the door more than ten years ago.

Although the beggar was a pretty girl who knew their boss...

"Rong'er." Huang Yaoshi stood with his hands behind his back, softening his expression towards Huang Rong.The pregnant woman who was not young cheered and rushed over, but was buried in Mo Yan's arms under Huang Yaoshi's expectant gaze.

Huang Yaoshi: "..."

Huang Rong's actions frightened Zhou Niantong, he hurried forward to help Huang Rong up, and sighed helplessly.

"Why didn't that stinky boy Zhou Rui come?" Mo Yan looked left and right but didn't see Huang Rong's eldest son, he couldn't help wondering.

Huang Rong waved her hands, and said indifferently, "That kid... He met old senior Hong, and joined the Beggars' Gang a few days ago."

Mo Yan was dumbfounded and coughed for a long time, then saw Huang Yaoshi furious and walked away: "Ah Yan, please stay with Rong'er first, I'll go and teach that old beggar a lesson."

Brother Hong didn't even call, so it can be seen that his grandson was robbed and he was very angry.Mo Yan looked at the back that disappeared like the wind, burst out laughing, patted Huang Rong's head as he did when he was a child, and turned to face the girl who was on credit.

This feeling...is too familiar, Mo Yan thought for a while, and then asked, "What's the name of the girl, and what happened before?"

The poor steward looked at the upright martial arts senior in disbelief, naturally ignored his previous words, and asked the girl in white in a persuasive manner.The steward turned his head and left, making up his mind that he would not go overboard to look at the stall, kicked Xiaoer who was hiding at the door out, and went into the counter with a big face, and went to fiddle with the abacus.

The girl in white held the steamed bun in silence for a while, and finally opened her mouth under Mo Yan's attentive eyes.

"You can call me Little Dragon Girl, I'm here to find someone, have you seen her?"

"..." Well, he knew what was going on with that sense of familiarity.Mo Yan was choked by Xiaolong girl's question, and then continued to ask without changing his face: "I have never seen your experience, but Lujiazhuang will hold a hero meeting, and young talents will go there. Do you want Miss Long to come with me?" Go there and try your luck."

"Go to the hero conference later?"

Mo Yan tried his best to think about the original work, and nodded hesitantly: "It should be."

"Then I'll go with you."

Mo Yan, who had successfully kidnapped someone, nodded calmly under Huang Rong's strange and inexplicable gaze, and led the way for Xiao Longnv: "How did you and...Guo Er separate?" Thinking that Xiao Longnv did not call Yang over, Mo Yan had no choice but to use it. The children said it.

He tried hard to think about it. Among the Condor Heroes, it seemed that Xiao Longnu was defiled by a Quanzhen Taoist priest, and mistakenly thought that person was Yang Guo, so she wanted to marry him. She didn't know that she liked her aunt, so she rejected her, causing Xiao Longnv to run away from home in a fit of anger, and the two separated, ending a life that was like glue, like paint, like master and apprentice, and even more like a lover.

So what now?If it is the original work, it should be Yang Guo looking for Xiaolongnu, not the other way around, Xiaolongnu looking for Yang Guo.

Xiao Longnv didn't hide her thoughts at all, she said it directly: "Guoer is my apprentice, we have been living well at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain..."

--Huh?Leaving the tomb?

"But not long ago, Guoer suddenly said that he didn't want me to be an aunt, but wanted me to be his wife. I didn't agree for a while, and Guoer left angrily..."

--Huh?Why is it the other way around?

"I've been looking for Guo'er since he left. It's been half a month now. If you see Guo'er, you must take me there."

"Naturally, but Miss Long, you are looking for him everywhere now, but you agreed to his marriage proposal?"

Xiao Longnv continued pinching the steamed buns, but stopped talking.But Mo Yan could tell from the blush on the tips of the white ears that no matter how much the plot changed, this couple was still an official couple!

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Not to mention how Huang Yaoshi fought wits and bravery with Hong Qigong but lost in the end against the self-will of the stinky boy Zhou Rui and had to leave; not to mention that Xiaolongnv found Yang Guo in Lujiazhuang, and the two were happy to solve the misunderstanding and create together. HE; don't mention Yang Guo and met Yang Kang, who is half or seven points similar to him, and finally recognize his relatives; don't mention that the martial arts masters all went into battle, and the golden wheel master and apprentice crushed the Mongolian martial arts.

After talking about everything, Mo Yan and Huang Yaoshi sat cross-legged, facing the chessboard and picking up chess pieces.Different from the unpredictable fighting and fighting for supremacy on the chessboard, the coming and going of these two people showed a bit of warmth and ambiguity.

"It's up this time, where does Ah Yan want to go?" Bai Zi fell, Huang Yaoshi closed his eyes and moved his hands, showing a bit of gentleness under the candlelight.

Mo Yan looked at the chessboard where there was no way out, and simply dropped the sunspots, and sat directly next to Huang Yaoshi: "The territory of the Song Dynasty has been traveled all over, and I really don't know where to go. It just so happens that Rong'er is pregnant again, why don't we go back to Peach Blossom?" Dao, let's raise the baby with Rong'er."

"I'm afraid Dumb One is not happy that someone is robbing him of the child." Huang Yaoshi pursed his lips and smiled, agreeing to the proposal.

The candlelight was flickering, revealing a bit of hazy tenderness, Mo Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and a certain interest suddenly arose.His fingertips were entangled, rubbed and scratched in the other slender palm, and his body gradually got closer.The breathing of the two became more and more rapid, finally Huang Yaoshi sighed for a lifetime, held the troubled finger, and narrowed his eyes.

"Ah Yan is really naughty."

Mo Yan's overly indulgent tone made Lingling shudder, and he glared dissatisfiedly: "Don't speak in such a tone, it's too cold to panic."

Huang Yaoshi clapped his hands and laughed when he heard the words, Mo Yan knew he was being tricked, so he couldn't help being so angry that he fainted, threw him down, and kissed him as if venting his anger.

Huang Yaoshi opened his mouth indulgently, caressed Mo Yan's back with one hand, raised his hand slightly, and pushed out a palm casually.

The candle flickered for a while, and then completely extinguished, and the room gradually resounded with rapid panting and low, shallow, suppressed moans...

The night is dark, and I don't want to sleep.