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Cang Hong quickly untied him, put him down and hugged him in his arms, the moment he touched Cang Hong, it seemed that the evil heat had been relieved, and he could burrow into Cang Hong's arms vigorously. , and even put her face against the side of his neck and rubbed it up and down.

Cang Hong couldn't resist being so provocative, he hugged Mu Cunfeng and pressed him under his body, and looking at his appearance, it was obvious...he had been enchanted/drugged.

Cang Hong suddenly realized that the wine in the brothel was unusual. In order to attract customers to come back again, those unscrupulous old bustards would often add aphrodisiac or other beauties to the wine to enhance the customer's experience.

He suddenly felt guilty, why he didn't discover Mu Cunfeng's abnormality earlier.

"Cang... Brother Canghong..." Mu Cunfeng called softly, looking at him for help, "Help...help me...I don't want to ...I don't want to die! It's so uncomfortable!"

Canghong hugged Mu Cunfeng tightly, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, you'll be fine with me here." Then, a soft kiss landed on the side of his face, and then kissed his lips repeatedly, From shallow to deep, from mild to intense.

Mu Cunfeng gradually calmed down, only greedily accepting and asking for it, and his body seemed to feel better.

After the kiss, Cang Hong wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Is it better?"

Mu Cunfeng nodded, shook his head again, grabbed Canghong's neck, pursed his lips, and said suddenly, "It's still uncomfortable...Brother Canghong, I...I'm still want......"

"That's fine." Cang Hong kissed his forehead, then left quickly, and said, "Call my name."

"Canghong..."

"Furun..."

The night sky is as clear as a dark moon, and the hibiscus tent is warm and affectionate.

In the bedroom hall lit by candlelight, green fragrance overflows from the exquisitely carved cauldron furnace, and the two figures are ambiguous and lingering, inseparable.

Cang Hong whispered in Mu Cunfeng's ear over and over again, as if he poured out all his tenderness every time he called.

As for how to please Mu Cunfeng, Canghong already knows everything, and the fit between the two is almost perfect.

"Canghong..."

At this moment, Mu Cunfeng's face was full of red clouds, his eyes were blurred and soft, and his unique refreshing breath stirred all of Cang Hong's senses.

Cang Hong smiled lovingly, but couldn't hide the burning desire in his eyes.

Mu Cunfeng hooked his legs and wrapped them around his waist, making a gesture of inviting him.

"Canghong...I like you!"

Cang Hong waited for this sentence for too long, although Mu Cunfeng has forgotten all his past, but as long as it is him, this sentence still moves him.

He looked at Mu Cunfeng affectionately, as if he wanted to carve the face of the person in front of him into his soul, "Furun, I love you!"

With the confession, Canghong completely possessed Mu Cunfeng. At this moment, his body and mind belonged to him, and Canghong finally got his wish.

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In the demon king's palace, Ling Mochen deliberately hid from Gong Loujue to take a bath by himself, and then went back to the bedroom dressed neatly. During the day, his conversation with Gong Loujue seemed to be still in his ears.

"Then how do you want to thank me?"

"I'll do my best to pamper you tonight, how about it?"

"If Heng Zhi wants to, I will cooperate..."

"You... really want to?"

"Hengzhi, wait for me tonight."

Thinking of this, Ling Mochen couldn't help but blush.

"Heng Zhi, where have you been?"

As soon as he stepped into the bedroom, he found that Gong Loujue was already waiting by the bed, with a slender figure sitting on the carved bedpost, silently exuding a temptation, and the question was tinged with a little ambiguity.

"You are busy with political affairs during the day, so I walked around. By the way, I went to see our child today, and he has grown up again, like a big watermelon."

Ling Mochen laughed, turned his gaze away from Gong Loujue calmly, poured himself a glass of water, and calmly raised his head to drink it.

He tried his best to keep calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already pounding, his heart was beating so hard that he had to pour himself another glass of water.

"That is, with our careful watering, the little guy will of course grow well." Gong Loujue stood up and walked to Ling Mochen. A pair of raised fox eyes stared at Ling Mochen brightly. He leaned closer to the hair and sniffed, smelling a faint moisture in the air, he frowned slightly, a little disappointed, "Heng Zhi, have you taken a bath?"

"Yes." Ling Mochen nodded.

Gong Loujue's eyebrows drooped, "Why didn't you wait for me?" Ling Mochen snickered, and replied with a hidden meaning, "I'm afraid you'll catch a cold."

"Joke!" Gong Loujue stared into Ling Mochen's eyes without thinking, "You underestimate me too much. I'm not a sick child. How could I catch a cold in the shower?"

Ling Mochen was noncommittal after hearing this, and the arc of the corners of his lips could not help but widen, and his smile was unpredictable, Gong Loujue finally realized, his eyes turned and looked Ling Mochen's whole body up and down, and said with an ambiguous smile: "It should be you Afraid of catching a cold!"

Ling Mochen didn't show any shame either, anyway, he didn't feel ashamed after staying with this coquettish fox for a long time, he looked straight into the depths of Gong Loujue's eyes, "It was my carelessness that gave you a chance Take advantage. But now..."

But now Gong Loujue has agreed to let him counterattack.

Ling Mochen clicked until he saw Gong Loujue's eyes flicker, and his peach blossom eyes smiled into an arc.

After being reminded by Ling Mochen, Gong Loujue also remembered what he had promised him. Since he had already agreed, he had nothing to worry about, and said happily, "Heng Zhi, how about you go take a bath with me?" Said taking his arm.

"I won't go." Ling Mochen chuckled, and withdrew his hand to put the cup away.

"Why?"

"The bath floor is too hard, it's not good for your health."

Ling Mochen said as if there was something to be said, although he was smiling but serious, seeing Gong Loujue's dazed expression, he confessed quite considerately:

"Soaking for a while is good for relaxation."

"Hengzhi?" Gong Loujue was completely stunned, and quickly touched Ling Mochen's forehead, wondering:

"You don't have a fever either! Hengzhi, you really have changed..."

"Is that better or worse?"

Ling Mochen stared at Gong Loujue, raised Gong Loujue's chin and asked, "Then do you still like it?"

The molested Gong Loujue grabbed Ling Mochen's hand and smiled slyly, "It turns out that Hengzhi is so coquettish, I didn't see it before, but I still like it very much."

Ling Mochen's eyes lit up, and he narrowed his eyes with a confused smile, "Go take a bath!"

"I obey." Gong Loujue disappeared at the door, Ling Mochen lowered his eyes, opened his hands, palms were sweaty.

He quietly took out a bottle of rose ointment, which he sneaked to the Fairy Market today and bought it before nightfall. During the day, he was afraid of being discovered by others and dared not take it out for a closer look. Only at this moment will he have a chance to take a peek. .

The body of the bottle is jade-colored and crystal clear, which is not the key point, but the key point is the words on the bottle: This is a boudoir item. During the spring night, dig it out and slowly smear it in and out.

Is this gone?

I thought I'd see some...ahem...techniques or something.As everyone knows, Ling Mochen, who is outstanding in cultivation, is a three-legged cat when it comes to bed skills.

Ling Mochen sighed helplessly, then... play by ear.

He embarrassingly put the rose ointment into his sleeve pocket, and after thinking about it, he hid it under the pillow.

Then he waited for Gong Loujue, and within two quarters of an hour, Gongloujue appeared.