Zha Gong's evolutionary path

"What a coincidence, I also know a kind of bliss on earth."

A cold voice sounded outside the house, and then there was a bang on the door.

Before Lu Ye could react, he saw the door of the wing flying towards him, and Lin Gongru appeared at the wide open door with a cold expression.He was holding a man in a gray shirt by the collar, and without looking at him, he threw the man to the ground, and his heavy body fell to the ground, stirring up dust in the silent wing.

"Come—" just as the word "person" rolled to the lips, the man flashed in front of him, holding a blood-stained long sword in one hand, he raised his hand and chopped off at An Hansheng's arm that was holding An Hansheng go down.

Lu Ye let out a burst of heart-piercing wailing, the arm that was lewdly around Yaoqi's class leader's waist was severed from the shoulder, and bright red blood sprayed into the air.His arms were suddenly empty, and at the same time Lin Gongru raised his sword and cut off his arm, he stretched out his ape arms and snatched An Hansheng away from him, and covered An Hansheng's face with his warm palm, which was able to block the young master of the Lu family for him. The blood that rushed out.

No matter how /sex/lustful his heart was, he couldn't bear the severe pain caused by the severed arm. Lu Ye hugged his blood-drenched arm and howled miserably.

An Hansheng couldn't look at him, but the moment he heard Lin Gongru's voice, his whole body relaxed, and for a moment he even tightly clutched the man's sleeve, his lips moved for a long while, unable to utter a word.

He was covered in messy clothes, the blood oozing from the tip of his tongue from biting his tongue was still hanging on his lips, his bright eyes were full of water, his face was flushed, and he was panting endlessly.

"Lin..." He struggled for a long time and could only squeeze out one syllable.

But the man seemed to understand what he wanted to say, patted his shoulder lightly, and said warmly: "It's okay, I'm here."

There was still a faint smell of blood on his body, I don't know if it was his own blood or the blood of others, and the breath was also mixed with the smell of iron rust.An Hansheng leaned on his shoulder, but felt extremely at ease, and temporarily put aside the still restless high fever and discomfort.

Lu Ye was yelling: "You, you dare to do something to me, I want, I want, come here—"

Lin Gongru said: "Come here? Those guards in front of your house are already dying. Who can you ask to save you?"

His tone became more and more cold and hostile, and a strong murderous intent erupted in Taohua's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He took a step forward, and the long sword was about to be inserted.

An Hansheng pinched his cuff, tried his best to shake his head, angrily said: "Don't..."

The man turned a deaf ear, raised his hand, and the long sword flew out of his hand, and was directly nailed between Lu Ye's legs.The scream of the young master of the Lu family suddenly rose up, almost like a scream of killing a pig, thick bright red spread from his lower body/body, and the ground was soaked in blood red.

The gray-clothed man who was captured by him to lead the way, originally planned to rush to serve the buyer one more time, but when he saw Lin Gongru's fierce and fierce eyes, he shuddered, and a chill shot up from the soles of his feet, and he didn't dare to move a little bit.

Lin Gongru was gloomy, but his tone was exceptionally gentle like a lover whispering, and said gently to Lu Ye: "Is the taste overwhelmed? Does Young Master Lu still like this great gift?"

The other party kept whimpering, and dared not answer half a word of his question, and besides the blood, there was a puddle of yellow stains between his legs.

An Hansheng tightly grasped Lin Gongru's wrist, almost pinching him into his flesh, desperately trying to stop him from approaching the hapless young master.He whispered intermittently: "My body is uncomfortable, Lin Gongru, let's go..." The tighter he pressed against him, Lin Gongru seemed to have a coolness on his body, which somewhat relieved the hotness in his abdomen, but it was still not enough. What is itching that can't be scratched at the right place——

It's so uncomfortable, my body is about to explode...

The hot air he exhaled while panting lingered around Lin Gongru's neck, and the murderous man suddenly calmed down, his blood-red eyes sank and turned back to a faint blue.

He picked him up by the waist, "I'll take you away, the others, I'll find a way to tell them to leave quickly."

Lin Gongru hugged An Hansheng, and felt that this person had an abnormally high fever, and his breath was short and intermittent, as if he would be out of breath in the next moment; Sweat was seeping out, but she wrapped around him impatiently and urgently like thirsty water in a desert, with both hands desperately wrapped around his neck——

Lin Gongru clicked in his heart, the gray-clothed man said eight or nine were inseparable, this man was indeed poisoned by that kind of nasty drug...

He jumped out of the Lu residence from the backyard with An Hansheng in his arms, his mind changing rapidly. If he were to find a doctor, he would not know how to cure him; There is no place to settle down for him to detoxify well.

I had no choice but to leave the city before the incident was exposed.

With a single thought, without further hesitation, he wrapped An Hansheng tightly, and flew away with his footsteps.

In Lu's mansion, the hall meeting in the theater had not yet ended, and the sound of gongs, drums, and silk bamboo covered the noise of people. No one knew what kind of shocking event happened in the backyard.

Today's performance of Yaoqi's class is over, Shusheng and Qiuniang are packing their clothes and preparing to move back to the resting room; Xiaowu and Qi girl are eager to talk to each other to discuss the gestures and singing styles of the actors on the stage , suddenly a small black shadow jumped into the tent, jumped up the dressing table majesticly, patted lightly, and swept the boxes of rouge on the dressing table to the ground.

Ciqiu squatted on the dressing table, a pair of burning eyes arrogantly swept around the chaos he had caused, and slowly licked his paws.

Xiao Qi said: "This little bastard, after a few days of discipline, he started to make trouble again..."

He stretched out his hand to catch it, but the cihuamao didn't dodge or dodge, let him catch it straight.Xiao Qi only felt that some liquid was on the palm of his hand, and when he opened it, he found that the raccoon cat was covered with a large amount of blood, which was still not dry, and was hidden under its hair.

Looking at the cat again, its expression is calm, it doesn't seem to be injured at all, it only stares at him with a pair of bright and alert eyes, and then stares back and forth at the other members of Yaoqi's class in the tent.

Uncle Ranunculus was the oldest and the most knowledgeable. At this time, he exclaimed: "This cat... I am afraid that something happened and wants to tell us?"

Everyone leaned over to look, and found that there was a strip of cloth tied to Ciqiu's leg, and the four characters "Speed ​​away from Lu's residence" were written in small script, which was exactly Lin Gongru's handwriting.However, from the top to the bottom of Yaoqi's class, An Hansheng was the only one who could read. Several people present looked at each other in blank dismay. Holding the note, they felt that they should not show it to outsiders, and they didn't know what was written.

While hesitating, the curtain was suddenly lifted again, Luo Mei fell into the tent with a pale face, her lips were trembling, she was confused for a while, unable to speak.

Uncle Ranunculus pressed him to calm him down, Luomei's teeth chattered, and it took a long while for everyone to understand what he meant: "Something happened... let's go quickly... let's go now!!"

On the official road leading to the outside of the city, a two-horse carriage was slowly approaching.

The driver of the car looked happy, and his posture of raising his whip was harder than usual.The piece of gold at his waist was lying there heavily, and while driving the horse, he sometimes wanted to touch it out and bite it in his mouth, his face burst into a smile.This trip to send people out of the city is really a pie that fell from the sky. This trip is worth a few months. Who would be unhappy?

Although the passengers were a bit weird, two old men were squeezed into one compartment, and one of them seemed to have a high fever.For the sake of gold, I don't care about such trivial matters, not to mention that these two are both pleasing to the eye.Even if they were in the carriage, what did it matter to him if they wanted to do the business of cutting off their sleeves and dividing their peaches.

In the carriage, there was a moan/groan intermittently, the sound seemed to be the slightest bit of the owner's hard suppression, biting his lip and letting it out, it wasn't real, but it was very provocative.

Although the coachman didn't look sideways, all he could think about was his piece of broken gold, and when the groans came into his ears, his face flushed and he breathed heavily.

How could a man be so seductive?

An Hansheng lay on his back in the carriage, with a thick layer of blankets under his body, his convulsed fingers clutched the edges of the blankets tightly.He was uncomfortably hot, the collar of his clothes was wide open by himself, the fine sweat on his forehead soaked his temples, and his legs rubbed against each other indiscriminately.

There was also a medicinal fragrance burning in the carriage, which further exacerbated the sweltering atmosphere in the carriage. The curtains on both sides were drawn tightly, wrapping the heat inside the carriage imperviously.

The person sitting next to him was looking at his nose and his heart, and his handsome face was also flushed with embarrassment.He lowered his eyes, trying to distract himself from the many things he had arranged after leaving the city, and he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at the person who was suffering from the drug torture.

However, An Hansheng's restrained and low panting was still pervasive, like the fragrance of medicine pervading the carriage, penetrating his limbs little by little, until it penetrated every inch of his skin texture.

"Lin, Gongru..." Even the timbre of his trembling voice calling out to him was like ripples knocking on the surface of water in the air, spreading to his mind wave after wave, causing a huge tremor.

The hot palm grabbed his ankle, Lin Gongru's whole body trembled, and he held his breath in his chest, almost losing his true energy.

An Hansheng clutched the rough blanket and struggled to stand up. The space in the carriage was narrow, so he leaned forward and fell on Lin Gongru's shoulder, with his head resting on his shoulder, panting violently.

"I can't stand it..." His voice was crying like a kitten, "Don't... let the medicine torture me..." He trembled his lips, bit Lin Gongru's earlobe, and whispered indistinctly Said, "I can't stand it..."

The feeling of wetness came from his ears, and Lin Gongru's eyes were half down, and he saw his smooth shoulder curve, his collarbone as delicate as a work of art, and his white chest undulating, with two spots of cherry color on it, which was gorgeous and compelling.A pair of beautiful butterfly bones on his back trembled slightly, and his warm and moist breath sprayed on his neck, setting off a prairie fire in his heart.

He raised his hand hesitantly, he didn't know whether he wanted to hug him, or if he wanted to push him back cruelly, waiting for the medicine in the incense burner to take full effect.

However, halfway through the lifting, his body froze - the man suddenly grabbed his palm, quickly and gently stretched out the tip of his soft tongue, and licked it inch by inch along the texture of the palm.He licked carefully, as if touching and biting his fingers. Compared with actually sucking and biting his fingers, there was a sense of coquettishness in addition to lust.

Lin Gongru's head thumped, and he said to himself, this is due to the nature of the medicine, An Hansheng would never do this, I can't take advantage of other people's danger——

Then with a push with both hands, he pressed the man hard against the wall of the carriage, pulled his face and kissed him forcefully.An Hansheng was pressed against the hard board wall by him, his back was painful, but he stretched out his hands, hugged the man's shoulders tightly, and raised his soft waist.

The driver could only hear a muffled sound in the carriage, as if something had hit him, but he didn't hear anyone crying in pain.

Not long after, the carriage became strangely quiet. It seemed that there was a rustling of clothes, which was a bit unusual. I couldn't hear it clearly but instinctively felt restless. An uncontrollable groan/groan sounded from within.

But that groan/groan only had time to overflow a little syllable that made people think, and was immediately blocked by someone, and then disappeared invisible.

The air was getting hotter and hotter.

The coachman tried his best to keep his mind on the road, and walked on the bumpy gravel road to cover up the other sounds he didn't want to hear.

Under the vast darkness of night, the viscous humidity of summer spreads endlessly.

The medicinal properties lasted for more than half an hour before slowly dissipating.The person who had been tortured for a long time passed out exhaustedly in the man's arms, his clear eyes were already red from crying.

He lay drowsy, his long hair was loose, his clothes were messed up in the love/event just now, there were scarlet hickey marks all over Ruyu's chest.Lin Gongru lowered her head and kissed his sweaty nose, and her shortness of breath gradually calmed down. She hugged him and kissed him gently for a while before thinking of putting on his messy clothes again.

The wind blows up a corner of the car curtain, and the bright moonlight shines through that corner thinly, shining gently on An Hansheng's bare/exposed chest like water.Lin Gongru's fingers brushed against his heart, and his heart suddenly jumped heavily, as if beating a drum, or as if a heavy fist had hit his ribs firmly.

Under An Hansheng's heart, a bright red lotus imprint the size of a fingernail is quietly waking up from a deep sleep and blooming.