The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Kong Mingfan saw that Ding Baocheng closed his eyes and stopped talking, with an expression of not talking to Lao Tzu on his face, thinking that he was very angry, so he whispered in a counseling tone: "How about... I will try to cast the spell again?"

"Don't," Ding Baocheng was really angry, but barely rational, and hurriedly stopped him: "The time of the second dream is a thousand times longer than that of the first, so the 15 minutes of the previous dream is at least 15 days here. Sit down cross-legged: "We just have to wait, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Kong Mingfan nodded and sat down opposite him, resting his chin with his hands and looking at his face infatuatedly.

Ding Baocheng felt his gaze and frowned: "What are you looking at?"

"Bao'er, you are so pretty."

Ding Baocheng said: "If you are so free...you can't go out now. During this period, you can try your best to guess who is behind you. Maybe the blind cat meets a dead mouse and can go out if it guesses right, although the chances are slim .”

Kong Mingfan frowned and thought for a while: "I guess it's..."

Ding Baocheng: "Who?"

"I won't tell you." Kong Mingfan said in his heart: It might be the Second Emperor's Uncle Long Feihu and the Third Emperor's Uncle Long Aotian...

After all, if someone really had some brains, he would never do such an obvious thing. Sending so many monsters would easily show his feet.

If I let the people from the Flying Eagle Investigation Department investigate, there is still a high chance of finding out.

So he guessed that these two people might have done it. Long Feihu and Long Aotian were working together, one was powerful and domineering, the other was conceited, vicious and tyrannical. The combination of the two of them was the top five in the imperial city. No one can beat it.

As soon as he analyzed the answer completely, he heard Ding Baocheng shouted speechlessly: "Awesome... the dream is broken!"

When Kong Mingfan came back to his senses, he saw that everything around him was collapsing, and rubble fell around them, but he passed through his body and couldn't touch him at all.

Then I felt dizzy for a while, Kong Mingfan felt as if he had fallen to the ground, his originally illusory hands and feet also gained strength, and suddenly opened his eyes and saw that he was in the cave again: "Are we back?"

Ding Baocheng touched his palms, opened his eyes, retracted his hands and adjusted his breath: "Yes, this is indeed reality, not the third dream, so just now... did you think of the answer?"

"Yes." Kong Mingfan nodded: "It is indeed my second uncle and third uncle."

Ding Baocheng: "That's good. Now that we know who is behind the scenes, we must take precautions."

"Yeah." Kong Mingfan hugged Ding Baocheng's shoulder: "Don't move... just let me hug for a while."

Ding Baocheng gave up struggling and looked at the candle beside him.

In the dream, he had already seen that Fan Xinying was actually Kong Mingfan, because Kong Mingfan in the dream forgot the face that turned into Fan Xinying and returned to his original appearance.

Ding Baocheng himself was surprised, he wasn't so incredible?

Maybe because of passing through Qianshan, the loss of Kong Mingfan made his heart no longer warm up, so as long as Kong Mingfan is still alive, he feels good, and the balance of sorrow and joy makes him neither happy nor sad.

Not wanting to find out why he was still alive, Ding Baocheng only hoped that this was not a dream.

But as a punishment, Ding Baocheng would not tell him that he already knew the truth of this matter, he would like to see when Kong Mingfan would delay telling him the truth.

After some calculations, Ding Baocheng knew that Kong Mingfan had no other choice.

But even if he has difficulties, it would be too much for him not to reveal half of it!It's time to be deceived by yourself, so that you can experience the pain.

Ding Baocheng took it seriously, pushed him away resolutely, and said seriously: "I'm already married as a husband, how can it be proper to cuddle with others? If my husband knows that I'm not close to you like this, he will definitely feel uncomfortable. of."

After he finished speaking, ignoring Kong Mingfan's helpless face, he turned around and walked to Min'er who was still sleeping, wrapped his clothes and lay down.

Kong Mingfan began to sigh again. He sighed and stuffed firewood into the fire. After a while, he couldn't help but walked over and said, "Then you are injured, let me help you with some medicine..."

Ding Baocheng didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't bear to continue to chill him, thinking that it would not hinder him just to apply the medicine, so he got up and said: "Okay, you are injured too, I will help you apply the medicine first."

You can show off your body to your daughter-in-law!Kong Mingfan was overjoyed and immediately widened his clothes to reveal his strong chest, and passed his shoulders with well-defined bones: "Come on, I'm not afraid of pain."

Only then did Ding Baocheng see a long gash cut from his shoulder to his lower abdomen by the sharp claws, the bones were faintly visible, and the bloody flesh was turned outward.

He felt distressed, and lightly touched his shoulder: "Does it hurt?"

Kong Mingfan frowned, gritted his teeth and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt!"

Seeing that he was still holding on, Ding Baocheng angrily took out a white porcelain bottle from the Qiankun bag and poured Shengjisan onto his wound.

Kong Mingfan: "Hiss—"

"Like a snake?" Ding Baocheng tried to calm down while grinning his teeth in pain, feeling distressed and angry, he couldn't help but lighten his fingers, and supported Kong Mingfan's smooth muscle textured waist, lowered his head and gave him the medicine.

But his wound was on the abdomen, and it was not easy to pour medicine powder. Ding Baocheng pressed his shoulder and said, "Lie down and take medicine."

Kong Mingfan's eyes were heavy after being touched by him, and he gasped lightly and lay down on his back, watching Ding Baocheng's picturesque side face carefully and attentively applying the medicine powder on him.

Although it still hurts, the beauty touched the sensitive pubic bone with soft fingers on the side... Kong Mingfan felt that everything was worth it.

Ding Baocheng frowned and saw that there was still a little wound hidden in his trousers. Kong Mingfan did not know whether he tied his trousers very low intentionally or not, and he could see a few hairs protruding from the trousers, showing off on his fair skin.

And this guy doesn't know what he cares about, but he actually set up a tent, it's very big.

Ding Bao didn't think it was anything at first, but he suddenly felt that the current scene was a bit like x health care?

Turning to look at Kong Mingfan with his eyes closed and a smile on his mouth, it seems that he is very happy to be touched?

Ding Baocheng felt very upset when he saw that he was very happy. He raised his hand pretending to be unintentional, and slapped the bulging tent.

Depend on!Murdering her own husband... Kong Mingfan's face froze, holding back the pain: "A Bao..."

Ding Baocheng withdrew his hand and moved his fingers: "I'm sorry my hand slipped."

Kong Mingfan pursed his lips and tried to maintain a smile: "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt."

Ding Baocheng saw that his tent had been turned off, so he continued to apply medicine to him. The last wound was hidden in his pants: "The wound is hidden a little deep, why don't you apply it yourself?"

Kong Mingfan was about to say yes, but Ding Baocheng said again: "Forget it, don't move, lest the medicine just applied will be wiped away again."

As he spoke, he untied Kong Mingfan's belt with ease, and then used Bai Shengsheng's fingers to pull open Kong Mingfan's pants to let him walk the bird facing the fire.

Kong Mingfan's complexion was iron, and he was inexplicably embarrassed by his daughter-in-law looking at his crotch so unscrupulously. He comforted himself: Brother's bird is the best in the world, so there is no need to be afraid, but...why is it that his wife is so skillful at picking up his pants?

Kong Mingfan thought about it, and became angry silently, and actually started to eat his own jealousy.

Ding Baocheng saw that Kong Mingfan was deflated and raised his eyebrows and applied the medicinal powder on him, and said meaningfully: "If this injury extends further down, it will be a masterpiece through the ages."

"I'm crippled, what good is it for you?" Kong Mingfan didn't feel the egg_egg cold, he felt the medicine again when Ding Baocheng's soft hand applied it, his lower abdomen was very hot and he wanted to push him down, what should I do...

Ding Baocheng saw his younger brother raised his head again, and even spit out a little water...

How cool is this product?It seems that the attack was light just now, and you are not afraid of being beaten?

Ding Baocheng raised his eyebrows. Foshan Wuying grabbed it and squeezed it hard. He didn't expect Kong Mingfan to be so hurt by him. Instead of feeling pain... he let out a light and heavy gasp?

It sounds especially beautiful in the dark night.

"..." Daoist Ding, who was unable to steal the rice, hurriedly wanted to withdraw his hand, but Kong Mingfan held down his fingers and rewrapped something together to move.

Kong Mingfan sat up and hugged Ding Baocheng from the side, and kissed him delicately on his neck.

Ding Baocheng felt that his face was red and his ears were red, and it was not easy to speak: "Min...Min'er is still here."

Kong Mingfan casually threw a piece of clothes that he took off and covered Min'er's body, covering his eyes. His voice was low and seductive: "You slipped first."

Ding Baocheng became more and more embarrassed. He tried hard to withdraw his hand, but Kong Mingfan pressed him firmly, and he couldn't pull it out at all: "Fan Xinying!"

"Hmm..." Kong Mingfan gasped heavily, and whispered in his ear, "Hurry up."

Ding Baocheng closed his eyes, his brows twitched, but he still couldn't help but cling to him, his legs kneeling on the ground were involuntarily clamped, because the thing in his hand was scalding_hot_hot and the size_size made him feel Also had a feeling.

"Don't...don't touch it." Ding Baocheng frowned and pressed Kong Mingfan's hand stuffed into his pants: "I can't."

Kong Mingfan: "Why can't you?"

Ding Baocheng was placed on the ground covered with soft leaves. Feeling that Kong Mingfan's weight made him breathless, he could only whisper: "I..."

The outer garment that Ding Bao was wearing was simply untied and spread on the ground.

The two figures overlap.

The one he loves is by his side. After experiencing life and death, Ding Baocheng grabbed his back with his nails and left fingerprints.

Kong Mingfan went from the shallow to the deep, feeling that Ding Baocheng's evasion turned into refusal and welcome, and then he fucked his acupoints hard, going in and out, but it didn't feel enough.

They are immersed in this long-lost love, and no one can let the other go...

In this way, each other can stay in each other's bodies, blend into the flesh and blood, and never be separated.

...

On the second day, Ding Baocheng felt sore all over his body. He couldn't help but blush when he thought of the madness last night.

His body was cool, and a broad palm was carefully and gently applying the powder on his neck. When he opened his eyes, he saw Kong Mingfan's untied long hair casually draped over his bare shoulders.

His phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and his eyelashes as long as butterfly wings fluttered slightly. His gaze shifted to Ding Baocheng's face, and when he saw him wake up in the cold, thousands of pets lingered in an instant: "A Bao, woke up? Could it be that I hurt you?" gone?"

He purposely said the words hurt you in a very low and ambiguous manner. Ding Baocheng scolded him for his coquettishness, blushed in disbelief, and stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the medicine, I will apply it myself."

Kong Mingfan took his hand, lowered his head, and kissed softly on his lips: "Here is the medicine."

Ding Bao intentionally skipped a beat: "..." He's so flirtatious...

【Finish】

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