so long

The warm jade used to expand and moisten the genitals has been soaked in a good potion, the whole body is thoroughly penetrated, and it is extremely gorgeous soaked in blood, but it is not even comparable to the man's little flower.

The little flower between the man's legs is like a small slit on the smooth and flat flesh. When the slit is pushed open forcefully, the small but plump and pink labia can be seen, and at this moment the labia minora is especially Poorly oppressed by the jade pillar, it deformed and expanded, and the cramped and narrow vagina was pierced into a round shape, wrapping it with difficulty, and heartbreaking blood flowed out from the gap...

The medicine didn't take effect so quickly. Although I understand this point clearly, but seeing the man's appearance, when Yin Shen's hand touched the warm jade, he unconsciously trembled slightly, and then pulled out a little, just He held his breath nervously, as if the air had been evacuated in an instant.

"Don't look, hurry up..." Probably because he couldn't bear to be looked at like this, or maybe he wanted to get rid of "life or death is up to fate" as soon as possible, and he was afraid that he would regret it, so he urged in a low voice.

The handsome young man blinked slowly. Under the thick eyelashes were bottomless black pupils, which were deep and very attractive. Hearing the man's words, he couldn't bear to procrastinate any longer. While gently wiping Xiaohua's surroundings, While pulling out the warm jade.

Nuanyu was about a finger long, and as soon as it was pulled out, some mucus came out. Ning Jingyao choked up uncontrollably, and reflexively wanted to close her legs, but was immediately stopped by Yin Shen, saying: "Yao Yao, don't be afraid, it's much better now, relax, it's okay."

Ning Jingyao breathed like an intoxicating crying sound, but when she looked carefully, she did not shed tears like before, but her lips were dry, not as rosy as before.

After Yin Shen saw that the man's mood had stabilized a lot, he began to clean up the messy liquid under the man's body that had made a mess of the delicate flowers and white buttocks.

This was probably the most amazing experience ever.

The same people, the same place, the same disturbing blood, but the difference is the state of mind.

Yin Shen looked at the man's little flower that was gradually losing its blood and had returned to pink and tender, and his smooth and fair buttocks, and his thoughts were almost zero.It's really amazing, after all, before, Yin Shen felt that he was obsessed with fantasizing about men's bodies.

He has painted many portraits, each of which is extremely fragrant, either inserting the man's little flower until it is inflexible, or he is fucking the man's back pussy so that the liquid splashes out.

This kind of body that is naturally suitable for sex, in Yin Shen's view, is so perfect that it cannot be described in words.

But now he was helping the man clean up without distracting thoughts, and the man's sexy and slender legs were just so wide open, revealing the flower hole to him.

Give him the most fragile and perfect little flower.

No matter whether Ning Jingyao really relied on him or not, Yin Shen always had an indescribable sense of fullness. This secret but warm feeling doubled under the heat from the fire beside him, and perhaps a little bit of it permeated Ning Jingyao. In Jing Yao's heart...

So after the man slightly moved the arm that blocked his eyes, he saw Yin Shen under the orange-red firelight.

Seriously Yin Shen.

Perhaps at this moment, the two of them suddenly had a tacit understanding, and suddenly their eyes met, with a water-colored blankness in the red eye sockets, and a deep eye, full of each other.

It has to be said that such eyes are very soothing at this time, so after Yin Shen cleaned up the traces under Ning Jingyao, he wrapped the clean coat he brought around the man again and sat down next to him. , holding it in his arms.

Ning Jingyao didn't push back stiffly, but was hugged tightly in a firm embrace, with her face next to the high-quality clothes, and after a long while, she said lightly, "Thank you..."

Yin Shen was a little caught off guard by the sudden unfamiliarity, but thinking about how much better it was when the man told him to 'get lost' at the beginning, he just hugged Ning Jingyao in his arms tighter, and squeezed holding the man's hands to keep him warm.

The cave remained silent for a long period of time, during which there was only the "cracking" sound of the dry wood burning, and even the cold wind blowing from the deep cave gradually disappeared.

"Yaoyao, are you asleep?" Suddenly, Yin Shen asked.

Ning Jingyao's head, which was buried in the young man's shoulder, shook lightly, and black hairs curled messily across Yin Shen's cheeks.

Yin Shen was helpless, subconsciously aware that the man seemed to be immersed in the emotion that made him feel uncomfortable again, his lips moved, and finally asked what he wanted to ask the most:

"Yaoyao, is he really that important?"

"……Um?"

Yin Shen added patiently: "I thought you would hate being pregnant like a woman..."

Ning Jingyao's voice echoed faintly in the cave, coldly: "I thought I would hate it too."

"But you baby, the little thing in your belly is going to die..." His hands are still trembling slightly.

Ning Jingyao withdrew her hand from Yin Shen's, put it on the still uncomfortable round belly, and smiled a little ugly: "You won't understand..."

Many times, a person's experience will shape his views on many things, even his temperament, not to mention the birth and loss of a life.

Yin Shen knew that the point should be over, so he was silent for a while, and diverted the topic:

"Yaoyao, you should take a good rest, otherwise you will be bad, and small things will also affect you."

Ning Jingyao said, "I can't sleep."

"Be obedient. I'll watch you sleep. I'll invite the doctor later. Don't move for now." Yin Shen had contacted the dead man to ask the doctor to come over when he went out earlier, and prepared the carriage, waiting for the man's situation. Stable, he wants to take Ning Jingyao to the south, and if he doesn't cooperate, he will find a way to make him cooperate.

After all, the first round of this war will end within three days, and soon someone will find that Ning Jingyao is missing, whether it is Ning Chongyun, Gu Jiuyi or his twin brother Yin Shishi, whichever one is missing. It will be troublesome to come.

Moreover, the soldier who had just been sent to find He Luo's dead body and chop it into pieces and bury them separately reported that He Luo's body was not found at all!

Hero couldn't move his limbs, and even if he didn't die, he couldn't leave the place, someone must have taken him away.

The more Yin Shen thought about it, the more he felt that this place was not safe. It was hard for him to...

Only got this far.

"What's the matter?" Ning Jingyao frowned, the arms around his shoulders were too tight, and he felt uncomfortable all over when he moved slightly.

Yin Shen suddenly came back to his senses, relaxed, looked at the man's hand with deep eyes, and said softly: "Sorry, I remembered something."

The man let out an 'hmm', and there was no more to say.

"What's the matter without asking me?" Yin Shen had expected such a result a long time ago, so he didn't feel embarrassed.

Ning Jingyao opened her eyes, turned her face to the side, glanced at Yin Shen faintly, Yin Shen looked helpless, and said, "Yaoyao, do you still remember what I said to you in the inn in Nanxun? "

The man nodded, as if recalling the scene at that time, but forgot the hysterical anger and sadness at that time...

Yin Shen seemed very nervous, held the man's hand again, felt the warmth of the man's hand, and then slowly said: "Yaoyao, if I told you that I lied to you, you..."

Ning Jingyao suddenly interrupted the young man: "Are you referring to the fact that you are not the person who was with me for those three years at all, or are you referring to the fact that you did not save me by accident at all, but have been following He Luo all this time?" something..."

The man's voice was flat, but Yin Shen, who was about to confess something slowly, lost expression for an instant. After a long while, his bottomless black eyes looked at the man's eyes, and there was a hint of an ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Why does Yaoyao think so... I admit that I lied to you that night at the inn, but..."

"There is nothing but." Ning Jingyao looked at the jumping flames, still leaning softly on the young man's arms, with one hand being pinched by the young man, and the other protecting her stomach, "You all just treat me as a fool. But I'm not stupid..."