The cat master of this seat

At night, Yun Chi lay on the bed tossing and turning, finally waiting for Tuer.

Song Shiyue seemed to have just finished taking a bath, and entered the bed with dampness and warmth all over his body.

Song Shiyue lay down next to the master, and stretched out his arms to embrace the master as usual, but was gently pushed by the master.

Yun Chi leaned against his chest, staring at him between the moonlight and the candlelight.

They seem to have their own concerns in the past few days, and they don't communicate much with each other. Most of them are Song Shiyue whispering a few words in his ear, and Yun Chi rarely takes the initiative.

Song Shiyue looked into his eyes and lost his mind for a moment: "Master, what's wrong?"

Yun Chi's gaze followed his beautiful eyes and skipped over his thin lips.

He reaches out.

"Hmm..." Song Shiyue tensed up.

Yun Chi slid his fingertips over and picked up the black rope hanging around his neck, on which was an ice-blue pendant.

When Yun Chi made the jade pendant for him earlier, he made it small. When he was a small dumpling, he hung it small and exquisite, but now it can only be used as a pendant.

Leaning down, Yun Chi's lips fell on the cold jade, and his breathing occupied all of Song Shiyue's senses, as if his whole body was exposed to the master's scorching/hot breath/breath.

"Master, you..." Song Shiyue's voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a slight breath from his lips.

Because Yun Chi touched him.

It was very light, like a feather scratching lightly, but Tu'er's reaction was great.

Almost instantly, the arms around Yunchi's waist tightened, and he was urgently tightened. The arms lifted him up, and Tu'er's chin rested on his forehead.

Between his forehead is his fiery body temperature.

There seemed to be fire in Song Shiyue's eyes, which complemented the candlelight that lit up the room, but it was brighter and hotter than the candlelight.

Yun Chi didn't speak, but hesitantly clasped his hands on his shoulders, raised his head and approached slowly.

Tu'er seemed to be very nervous, and his breathing was messed up.

If this was when he was practicing, Yun Chi would almost remind him to adjust his breath and be careful not to go crazy.

But at this moment, Yun Chi's mind was confused, thinking about this and that, he himself was not much better than Tuer.

He was so nervous, but he still bravely moved forward.

Before the kiss fell, the tips of the noses were already touching each other, and their breaths intertwined.

Yun Chi felt someone rubbing against the tip of his nose. Song Shiyue seemed impatient, but he only moved once, and then he didn't move for a long time, waiting quietly for him to take the initiative.

Yun Chi grabbed his clothes, almost half lying on his body, breathing/entangled, Yun Chi lowered his eyes, Wen Ruan finally imprinted.

Song Shiyue's eyelashes fluttered slightly and touched the face of the master, forgetting to close his eyes.

Yun Chi stopped at the touch, and the moment they parted, there was an ambiguous/ambiguous sound from the lips touching each other. Yun Chi didn't have time to blush, and someone pressed her waist down forcefully.

Song Shiyue was not satisfied.

"Huh—" Yun Chi took a breath and reminded, "Close your eyes."

Giving a kiss was Yun Chi's greatest initiative. If the other party still looked at him with open eyes, Yun Chi might not be able to bear it.

Song Shiyue behaved very obediently at this time, closing his eyes almost immediately, but his hands were still tightly wrapped around him.

Yun Chi did it all over again, he simply smashed the jar, and without thinking about it, just closed his eyes and bumped into it.

This time, without waiting for him to think about how to act, Song Shiyue had already turned over and switched places with him, and a gentle kiss fell on his lips hastily.

Yun Chi's mind went blank, he didn't know what to do, so he just let him ask for it.

He only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and he slightly opened his lips to take a breath, but was kissed softly and forcefully, and his breath was instantly robbed, and he completely forgot what he wanted to do.

Song Shiyue seemed to know how to restrain himself at first, but when Yun Chi's body began to weaken after being kissed, the strength of holding Yun Chi's shoulder became stronger and stronger.

Yun Chi's arm was originally holding his apprentice's shoulder, but he was about to slip off before he knew it, but was soon caught by Song Shiyue, who pulled him around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Gradually, people become a little erratic.

This feeling is really killing.

Yun Chi thought in a daze that he seemed to have the same feeling when he was drowning that day.

While tossing and turning, his consciousness was somewhat chaotic, and Yun Chi groaned softly.

Song Shiyue paused, bit his lips when he was not breathing well, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, take a breath."

Yun Chi didn't blush when he was dazed by the kiss, but when he heard this sentence, he blushed unsatisfactorily.

Song Shiyue's intimate kisses moved from his lips, lowered his head softly and earnestly, pecked the corners of his lips, then touched the tip of his nose, and kissed his eyes and forehead softly, rolling back and forth. to the lips.

The intimacy just now seemed to give him a buffer, and Song Shiyue attacked the city again.

"Well--"

Yunchi was defeated.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Chi felt his mouth numb, and it hurt a little bit from his bite, so he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to push him.

But Song Shiyue turned a deaf ear to it, and still savored it carefully with his eyes closed.

Yun Chi was so angry that he punched him, and finally couldn't help but kicked him with his legs before he was liberated.

Song Shiyue finally opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, he looked at Yun Chi intently, frowned slightly, seemed a little puzzled: "Master, what's wrong?"

Yun Chi even wanted to punch him a few more times, but dare to ask what's wrong?

But his body was really weak, he could only whisper: "Enough."

Song Shiyue's eyes turned around his face, and finally fell on his swollen lips, his eyes were dim/dark: "Master, are you tired?"

His voice was a little hoarse.

"..." Yun Chi couldn't speak, closed his eyes, and nodded as if he was dead.

"it is good."

The shadow fell, and the breath of Tu'er approached again. Yun Chi was so frightened that he opened his eyes suddenly.

The soft touch stopped at the first touch, and Song Shiyue just touched it lightly before turning over and lying down beside him.

The heart was pounding and pounding.

Yun Chi almost wondered if he would jump out.

Song Shiyue's breathing was close to his ears, and he was also somewhat rapid, indicating that his apprentice might also feel nervous, novel and exciting just like him.

After calming down for a while, Yun Chi felt a little regretful again. Originally, he wanted to take the initiative, but he didn't expect to let Tuer take the lead in the end, and he was so jerky that he didn't seem to give him much response just now.

Yun Chi turned his head to look at him: "You..."

"Master..."

Tu'er also just turned over to face him, and stopped when he heard his voice, and looked at him with a smile in his eyes: "Master, let's talk first."

Yun Chi's hands were under the quilt and he tightened his coat, he said nervously, "I just...wasn't it interesting?"

After speaking, he raised his eyelids several times to look at Song Shiyue. Seeing that the smile in his eyes grew wider, Yun Chi felt even more uneasy.

"It's my first time, I can't compare to you." Yun Chi said in a voice like a mosquito, almost a little frustrated.

Song Shiyue is very good at kissing people. The kiss made him blush and his heart beat, and the slightest resistance he had before trying was melted away.

Yun Chi admitted that the process was very comfortable.

In contrast, he was very dissatisfied with his performance.

Obviously he took the initiative, but in the end he didn't give him the slightest reaction, and he wanted to back down halfway.

"Master." Song Shiyue moved a little closer to him, the distance between the two was no more than a punch, and he scratched the tip of Yunchi's nose with his fingertips, making him itchy.

"It's my first trial too, and it's not very good."

The heart is also a little itchy.

Song Shiyue looked at him, the tails of his eyes slightly raised, in line with the curvature of his lips: "It will be better in the future."

Yun Chi was a little surprised. After all, when he was in the magic palace, he overheard Hui Yao's words. He thought Song Shiyue...

Song Shiyue was once influenced by the devil's emphasis on desire. He thought that his apprentice's skills were learned from previous experience.

Song Shiyue frowned after half a moment of ecstasy, and pinched his chin with his fingertips.

Yunchi's chin was lifted up.

Song Shiyue looked at him with a dangerous tone: "Master, don't you think I am?"

Yun Chi felt a little guilty, and muttered in a low voice: "Who made you so powerful..."

Song Shiyue raised his brows slightly, as if he was pleased by his "excellent", thought about it carefully, and looked at him with interest: "Strictly speaking, this is indeed not the first time."

Yun Chi raised his eyes to look at him, showing a "sure enough" expression.

"Master, isn't it?"

"Nonsense!" Yun Chi refuted him without thinking too much.

The next moment, the forehead was lightly flicked by the person in front of him.

"Master, forgot? We were in the cold spring of Dongleibi that time."

Yun Chi was speechless, a little embarrassed, and also relieved to know that he really remembered it...

There was a complaint in Song Shiyue's eyes: "I said, I remember all of these, Master, don't you think it counts?"

Yunchi laughed dryly.

I sighed secretly in my heart, okay, you have the final say.

"The second time is..."

"What else?" Before Yun Chi could recover, his eyes widened when he heard what he said again. He thought about it carefully, and made sure that he would never do it again.

"Master didn't know the second time, but I secretly kissed him while Master was sleeping." Song Shiyue's lips curled up: "At that time, it was still... what Master called 'Little Tuanzi'."

Yun Chi was like being struck by lightning, so he took precautions against him and refused to let Xiaotuanzi get too close to him, but he couldn't prevent Tuer from launching a surprise attack while he was sleeping.

Song Shiyue was a little confused: "Master obviously likes my shrinking appearance very much, why did you reject me several times?"

Yun Chi was disappointed: "If you are like that, I will only treat you as a child. How can you do that to a child?"

Song Shiyue stretched out his arms to hug him: "It's good that Master doesn't hate me."

"It's just these two times, but I only touched it twice."

A soft sigh came from Yunchi's ear: "Fortunately, Master loves me."

"This time..."

Yun Chi suddenly covered his mouth, not letting him continue.

Deliberately threatened him with what he thought was a fierce expression: "Don't say any more!"

Seeing Song Shiyue nodded hurriedly, and confirmed several times that he would no longer speak freely, Yun Chi let go.

Song Shiyue came over to hug him dawdly, and buried his head in the socket of his neck. This time, he learned how to be smart, and immediately grabbed Yun Chi's hands tightly to prevent him from moving.

Putting away his joking expression, Song Shiyue said to him seriously: "Master is like this today, can I imagine that Master likes me too?"

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