Sword Intent Ling Ran

"Jinyan, before..." Xiao Mohan sat down on the chair in the living room and began to inquire carefully as soon as he entered the room, but as soon as he opened his mouth, before he had time to say anything else, Zhou Jinyan took a deep look at him, bowed his head fiercely kissed him.

The emotion in Zhou Jinyan's eyes was so deep that even Lord Jianzong, who had experienced countless storms, was shocked for a moment. He even forgot to resist for a while, and let the Taoist's tongue drive straight in, grabbing the juice in his mouth.

Xiao Mohan raised his hand and wanted to push Zhou Jinyan away to make him calm down, but just as he raised his hand, Zhou Jinyan grabbed his wrist forcefully and pressed it against the chair behind him. The kiss deepened, and he could feel the anxiety and fear in the other person's heart. In the ecstasy of regaining what was lost, Xiao Mohan sighed secretly and softened his body, allowing the other party to press himself firmly on the chair.

Zhou Jinyan's kiss brought his two thousand days and nights of worries and thoughts to Xiao Mohan's mouth, and melted into his heart. This strange feeling and touch made Xiao Mohan unable to help being stunned, and there was a slight ripple in his heart. Lian, he closed his eyes and felt the fluctuation carefully.

The kiss fell with the hot touch, and he only felt that the other party was brewing an excited volcano, which would erupt hot magma at any time, enveloping and melting him.

This kind of enthusiasm that has never been in contact with made Xiao Mohan hot, and a strange impulse awoke from him. This most primitive and instinctive thought suddenly controlled him, and he restrained his hands tightly. , let the skin and breath that are endlessly tempting to him at this moment approach him, blend, and then caress ambiguously and forcefully.

The dangerous impulse that Xiao Mohan had never had before caused Xiao Mohan to tense all the muscles in an instant. He gasped from the bottom of his teeth, and then opened his eyes suddenly. The fiery desire of the reader.

The word "Jin? Yan" seemed to pop out from the bottom of his throat, with an astonishing hoarseness. Xiao Mohan raised his head to look at Zhou Jinyan who was pressing on the chair with red eyes, and held the arm of the chair tightly with restraint. It was a kind of serious calm before the storm. At this time, the atmosphere around him was extremely dangerous, like a wild beast that would escape from its cage at any time.

However, Zhou Jinyan didn't seem to be able to see that terrible vortex at all. He leaned over and stared at Xiao Mohan's face, his index finger stroked the other's plump and charming lips, and his eyes reflected the other's face, which was as handsome and majestic as a god. Now this Zhou Jinyan was fascinated by the feeling that the god was being firmly pressed down on the chair by himself, and he murmured to the other party: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mohan."

He stroked and kissed that face as if possessed, this is the man of his Taoist companion, his god.

This dense intertwining of kisses and breaths made Xiao Mohan take a breath, and the next second he let his instinct control him, grabbed Zhou Jinyan with his backhand and rushed into the bedroom...

I don't know how long it took to sink into madness. Everything in the world seems to have lost its meaning. Only this person around him is real, and only the other person's body is the only clear thing in his mind. Exhausted and dripping with sweat, he fell asleep, and he also fell into a deep sleep.

Consciousness seems to be floating in the endless quiet and distant darkness, and it seems to be flowing in warm and humid water. A small light source is quietly emitting white light in the farthest distance. He tries to get closer, and soon he will encounter it. That beam of light, that beam of original light...

Xiao Mohan suddenly woke up from his dream. He sat up and the silk quilt slid off his body, revealing a clean and fit upper body. He moved his body, only to feel that his whole body was full of spiritual power, as if he had stepped up to a higher level. The state of mind was never before peaceful and far away. The world, mountains and rivers were reflected in his heart in the breath. The lightest stream of air travels across the world in an instant.

Unexpectedly, after merging with his Taoist companion, he actually broke through again, and he seemed to have come into contact with the source in a dream. Although Xiao Mohan missed the fairy world, as a person who once stepped into the threshold of the fairy world As a cultivator, he can vaguely figure out some cultivation in the fairy world. The dream last night made him directly ignore the barriers of cultivation, and directly peek into the state of mind at the top of the fairy world, although it was only for a moment, and he did not really touch the source. , but it also benefited him a lot.

"Xiao Mo?" The other person on the bed also woke up, Zhou Jinyan opened his eyes in a daze, and looked at his lover sitting beside him, Zhou Jinyan didn't expect the other party to be so fierce, obviously he was an old virgin with no experience at all. , In the end, he would kill himself to death. He is very tired now. Although his body is warm and moist, his body doesn't want to move at all. Even after finally forcing himself to open his eyes, he feels sleepy again. To sleep deeply.

Unwillingly, he touched the other's toned abdominal muscles and wanted to pinch them, but he was also reluctant to leave blemishes on the flawless skin, so he could only let himself lie softly on the bed.

"Go to sleep." Xiao Mohan couldn't help but curled the corners of his lips, a warm smile appeared on his handsome and indifferent face, he leaned over and kissed Zhou Jinyan's forehead, his long hair poured down like ink, covering the bed head.

Zhou Jinyan muttered, and fell into a deep sleep again reluctantly.

Xiao Mohan lifted a corner of the quilt and jumped off the bed. As soon as he landed, the spiritual energy on his body automatically condensed into a simple and plain white robe, and his long black hair was casually tied with a headband of the same color. You will mistakenly think that you have seen a fairy in the painting.

Of course Xiao Mohan is not a fairy in the painting, but he is also a fairy, just a fairy sword. At this time, the rumor is that the sword fairy who is cold, sharp and fiery, who doesn't care about anyone except the sword, is still the leader of the sword fairy who is bowing his head and giving the bed tenderly. If the man in Xiao Mohan's original world tucked the quilt, he would be so frightened that he thought he had strayed into an illusion if he saw it.

But fortunately, except for Xiao Mohan who strayed here because of the mistake of Shengxian, the rest of his world should have no chance to see it.

As soon as Sword Immortal head had covered his Taoist companion with a quilt, he saw a pair of gilt bracelets on his Taoist companion's arm gleaming.

He couldn't help smiling, and patted the gold-plated bracelet Yutianjian. Yutianjian turned into a tall, long-haired man in a golden cassock. With a smile, Sword Spirit arched his hands towards Xiao Mohan and said: "Congratulations to my lord, congratulations to my lord."

"Next, you won't say 'great achievement, unifying the Three Realms'." Xiao Mohan said a rare joke, which he saw on mortal TV once, but Yu Tianjian didn't understand it.

"Uh..." Jian Ling was stunned by his master's rare cold joke. He looked up and down at Xiao Mohan, and said with some confusion: "It's a good thing for my master to go further in the realm, let alone I also received a top-quality gathering spirit body."

Xiao Mohan was speechless, how could he forget that the sword spirit's thinking is different from that of human beings, and what he thinks is also fundamentally different. I guess Yu Tianjian didn't think he was joking at all, but thought he was talking about a goal for the future, so He no longer entangled in this issue, but waved his hand and said: "Okay, don't tell Jinyan about this, he will feel uncomfortable after hearing it."

"I know, I know." Yutian Sword Spirit showed a clear expression: "At present, Juling body still thinks he is a human being, this sword understands, but, sword master, you have poured too much essence into Juling body, right? It seems that I can't digest it after eating too much."

"Uh..." Xiao Mohan's expression was sluggish for a moment. Fortunately, there was only the sleeping Zhou Jinyan and the Yutian Sword, which was part of his body, in this room. There was a lot of gossip.

Xiao Mohan coughed dryly, feeling that he could no longer chat with Jianling, he stopped the other party before Yutianjianling said something that broke the lower limit: "Yutian, you continue to guard your words, he At present, I have not fully stepped into the world of cultivation, and everything is still based on the thoughts and habits of mortals, so there is no need to say these words to him, and I sincerely say that he is my Taoist partner..."

Yutian Sword Spirit showed an understanding expression, turned into a streamer and threw it into the gold-plated bracelet.

Xiao Mohan was silent in the room for a while, he always felt that Yutian Sword Spirit's understanding was not in the direction he wanted, but he really didn't want to chat with the other party, and he was definitely not interested in understanding the brain circuit of his own sword spirit, so he watched After taking a look at the sleeping Zhou Jinyan, he decided to go to Zhou's kitchen to order something to eat. Although he is a spirit body and will not be hungry, Jinyan will inevitably want to eat when he wakes up. As for what he wants to know, about s Let's talk about the matter in the city after Jinyan has had enough rest.

Xiao Mohan thought so, walked out from Liuhuayuan, and placed a spiritual restriction outside the door. He didn't know the way of the Zhou family, so he just closed his eyes and let go of his mind, and the powerful mind instantly swept across The entire Zhou family presented this place in Xiao Mohan's mind in detail.

In the next second, he appeared in a remote corner of Zhou's kitchen. The people in the kitchen were chatting about Zhou Jinyan's gossip, and Xiao Mohan listened to a few words in silence.

I heard an old cook sighing there: "Second young master is really miserable. I think it was a ostentation when Miss Fang married in. The Fang family is the king of city b. Even though city b is not shaking, it is I was shaking, I didn't expect to meet such a heartless master, and finally died of anger, leaving the second young master alone to be bullied by the stepmother."

"Old Li, according to what you say, the Fang family is so powerful, why don't they care about his little grandson."

"It's not master..." Lao Li sighed again and stopped talking, letting the young man in the kitchen ask curiously but refused to speak.

Xiao Mohan heard that there was nothing to listen to, so he simply walked out from the corner and said to the old cook in the kitchen: "Make some of your second young master's favorite food, and I will take it to Liuhuayuan."

The people in the kitchen were startled when they saw how cold it was, and when they saw such a handsome man, they were stunned and speechless for a moment. It was not until a long time before someone exclaimed: "I know , I know who you are, you are Mo Han, the star with the second young master!"