The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng grabbed his hand that wanted to continue to feed the meat, his brows twitched, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said sarcastically: "Of course the fish I catch myself is delicious, it's better than eating fish caught by others."

Kong Mingfan held his finger back with a half-smile and said, "At any rate, I also handed you the net, so I have a share of this fish."

Ding Baocheng choked on his serious brazenness, he really didn't want to tell him nonsense and left with his plate: "Excuse me."

Kong Mingfan hugged his waist from behind, and whispered into his ear, "Are you in such a hurry to deliver food to others? My husband is also hungry."

"Get your greasy little hands away..." Ding Baocheng frowned deeply.

Kong Mingfan withdrew his hand, and the oil on his hand was wiped off Ding Baocheng's body, so he smiled and held his face and kissed him: "I'm afraid you ran away with that young man."

Ding Baocheng was speechless: "Lin Jin is also a brother, and I can't do anything with him. What are you afraid of?"

"Didn't you say that in your world, people of the same sex can be together?" Kong Mingfan kissed his lips.

"..." Ding Baocheng turned his head to avoid his lips: "You are quite good at learning and using it flexibly, drawing inferences from one instance."

Kong Mingfan gently kissed the corner of his mouth: "Bao'er...I miss you so much."

Ding Baocheng's heart moved, and he said: "If I remember correctly, it's not been half an hour since we met last time..."

"One day is like three autumns, three months in one autumn, nine months in three autumns, 9 hours and nine months, half an hour is..."

I rely on... this person!Say a word of love and come up with a set... Ding Baocheng blushed and pushed his hand away: "I don't have time to count time with you here, goodbye."

Kong Mingfan took his hand and whispered in his ear: "Bao'er, give me a little time, I will soon..."

"Eat more! I haven't eaten such delicious meat for a long time..." The door was pushed open.

Before Kong Mingfan finished his sentence, he pushed Ding Baocheng aside with a cold face, and when he changed his voice, the words he said changed from the warmth just now, and he was a little impatient: "You can't even handle some meat, you are clumsy of."

Ding Baocheng: "...?" What kind of sand sculpture are you?

"Hey? Boss Ding, Mr. Kong, you are here, why don't you turn on the light? Are you embarrassed to quarrel? Hahahaha!" The two people were joking while putting meat on the plate, and when they turned around, they saw Kong Mingfan He stared at them with an iron face, and fled away for a moment: "Ah! You are arguing slowly... Let's go first!"

While talking, they thoughtfully blew out the light that was lit just now, and closed the door: "It seems that these two arranged marriages are very unhappy..."

Another voice echoed: "Yeah, you haven't seen how ugly Master Kong's expression on Mr. Ding is. Poor Mr. Ding is kind-hearted and talented... What a pity!"

Kong Mingfan saw that Ding Baocheng's face changed from reddish to cold blue, he felt bad, moved his fingers and hurried up to grab his hand, but Ding Baocheng kicked him in the stomach: "Damn, stupid!"

He walked away after cursing.

boom--

He slammed the door.

Kong Mingfan stood where he was, scratched the hair on his forehead, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck."

This was the first time he scolded someone, and he undoubtedly learned from Ding Baocheng. After scolding, he felt it was funny again. He lowered his head and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and sighed:

——You have to think about it... How can you coax the little husband who is fried at home without being noticed by anyone.

"Are you back? Why is it taking so long..." Lin Jin waited eagerly, seeing Ding Baocheng come back and standing up happily, smiling with gleams in his eyes and winking like silk, but he saw that Ding Baocheng's complexion was not very good, and his voice softened : "What's the matter, I'm not in a good mood? Wasn't it fine just now?"

Ding Baocheng shook his head and put down the plate, picked up the flagon and poured wine, raised his hand and drank two glasses: "It's okay."

Lin Jin put his arms around his neck, leaned on him and said, "I guess, you husbands who are married are only worried about men and children. Since you don't have children now, you must It's for your husband."

Ding Baocheng was stunned by the finger holding the wine glass. He was a little drunk, and his face was full of intoxicating blush. Taking advantage of his already handsome face, he became more delicate: "I don't know what he means, if a person is right You are hot and cold, and the face in front of the person is the face behind, which makes you feel very tired, will you still be with him?"

"That must be persuasion, isn't this bastard who plays with people's feelings!" Lin Jin opened his mouth and said, and then changed his mind after looking at Ding Baocheng's face: "Actually, I quite envy you, I don't want people like us Trapped in a cage, I have no choice but to marry a man to wash and wash the mulberry. I can only move around different people's beds and bodies. All the men have said well on the bed that they want to marry you and help you redeem your body. They will not dislike you and get out of bed Just forget everything."

Wang Xiuming came over with a bowl of porridge, paused when he heard this, and then backed away. He stood behind the curtain, and when he saw Lin Jin, he couldn't move his eyes for an instant, and his lower body felt uncomfortably hard.

Lin Jin was like a walking aphrodisiac, as soon as he saw him, the always calm and calm Wang Daochang couldn't stop and couldn't walk.

Lin Jin's face was slightly red, and his pair of phoenix eyes were slightly closed. He held up a glass of wine to invite the moon, and he slightly stuck out his tongue to lick the fish in the corner of his mouth...

Wang Xiuming's forehead was so hot that it was about to smoke, and the vigorous Wang Daochang suddenly remembered that Lin Jin helped him that day.

That small, bright red, soft, moist tongue teased his big thing like this, it was the first time that Wang Xiuming shot gold in his ascetic monastic career.

Although they didn't do it, Wang Xiuming felt that Lin Jin's mouth to help him that time was enough for him to have an endless aftertaste.

It's not that he didn't want to rescue Lin Jin from the fire pit, he just couldn't.When Wang Xiuming met Lin Jin for the first time 17 years ago, he was seriously injured by a monster, and Lin Jin sacrificed his life to save him.

He always remembered how the 13-year-old boy at that time, who was so thin, kept him behind his back.

Little Lin Jin held a kitchen knife, bared her teeth and showed a fierce expression, abruptly scaring away the demon who was also badly injured.

So Wang Xiuming wanted to repay his kindness, but...he was taken back to the imperial capital by his master before he recovered from his wounds, and then met Wan Yao Ye Xing, Lin Jin's father's ineffective governance killed tens of millions of Li people, and his family ransacked him .

But everyone with a discerning eye knows that Lin Jin's father and even his whole family are just scapegoats, acting as scapegoats instead of the imperial court. If the imperial court does not act, what right does he have as a small state official in Qingzhou?

When Wang Xiuming came back later, Lin Jin had already been a prostitute, and he said he would take him away, but Lin Jin didn't remember who he was at all, and seemed to have lost his memory.

Wang Xiuming is a monk, so what's the use of taking Lin Jin away?It was just changing him to another place to suffer, it was impossible for him to bring him back to the mountain, not because he was afraid of being laughed at for bringing a prostitute, but because Lin Jin couldn't bear the miserable years in the mountain.

Later, Wang Xiuming watched Lin Jin being hurt by one person after another, and people came and went around him one after another. His initial pity for Lin Jin became a heart-to-heart.

In the end, as long as he sees the person he misses day and night cuddling with other men and drinking with his lips, his eyes will turn red with hatred; thinking that he is having a good night with someone else, he will go crazy with jealousy.

Wang Xiuming felt that he was finished, but he dared not do anything or say anything. He kept this feeling in his heart and pretended that no one knew it.

Until Wei Quan gave him medicine that day, Wang Xiuming rushed out the door in a daze, not knowing where to go, it seemed that he had flown a long way, he knocked on the window.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Jin opened the window. His hair was loose and he was only wearing white and flawless pajamas. He took him in again just like he took in Wang Xiuming many years ago.

The fine lines around his eyes are so real, although he is no longer young, but Wang Xiuming still loves him hard.

Lin Jin let him in, and poured him a cup of tea with a smile: "This... Taoist, do you like this way of playing? Opening the window in the middle of the night? It's really interesting."

Wang Xiuming pressed his head under his crotch, and buried it deeply in his warm mouth, "Don't...talk."

Lin Jin let out a smirk, tried his best to break away from his hand, and raised a pair of misty eyes: "I don't play with this easily, since you are so handsome and your face suits my liking, I just play with it." Just once. Remember to add money..."

Wang Xiuming's eyes dimmed, and his heart ached so badly, but the person he had sex with didn't know him at all... just regarded him as a guest who bought him a night of spring dinner with others.

Involuntarily pinning him down hard, Wang Xiuming entered and exited his mouth, wanting to...just fuck him to death.

...

Lin Jin's laughter interrupted Wang Xiuming's thoughts, "Second Master Kong, you've come, if you don't take your husband away, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back and let him sleep with me."

Kong Mingfan glared at him, saw that he was drunk and talking nonsense, and didn't bother with him, looked up at the crowd, and found that Xuan Lang was chatting with Su Qian, he opened his mouth to ask Xuan Lang to take him away go back.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he saw Daoist Wang dazed in the shadow behind the pillar. Kong Mingfan's mouth moved as if he wanted to laugh, so he stopped Wang Xiuming, who was looking at him and wanted to run away: "Senior brother!"

Wang Xiuming paused in his back steps, but had no choice but to walk forward with a cold face: "What?"

Kong Mingfan pointed to Lin Jin who was lying on the mat in a daze and sleepiness: "This man is in your hands, take him back to his room."

Wang Xiuming was stunned for a moment, then nodded and carried Lin Jin on his back: "Get up, I'll carry you back."

Lin Jin touched his face, and gave a foolish smile: "You are so handsome, the Taoist priest, you recited me... hiccup... I will marry me if you recite..."

Wang Xiuming's face froze.

Kong Mingfan supported Ding Baocheng who was unconscious, and glanced at Ye Wenyan, who couldn't bear the wine and meat, and pretended to mix into the crowd and got drunk.

Passing by Wang Xiuming, Kong Mingfan whispered, "Seize the opportunity, brother."

Author's gossip: Taoist priest is really flirtatious...serious nonsense...there will be four more later (I expect it to be 10:30) cutie, go to bed early, you can save it for tomorrow, go to bed early and get up early to be healthy!