Waste Strong Foundation

Continuous, short, burning kisses.

Follow the breath and trembling of the youth gradually down.

The evening wind blew into the porch, and Fei Mingqiu's exposed ankles were wet, and a layer of goose bumps appeared from the back of his feet to his calves.

Huh, it's a little cold.

What is their relationship now?Don't we need to confess to each other first?May I?that's all?

Do you want to tell the other party that it is better to let the thin and thin one be on top?Always be gentle the first time.

Body modification.mechanical.Violence.lust.disease.gods.

In short, Fei Mingqiu wanted to back down.

He tilted his head up slightly and gasped for breath, trying to stay calm, thinking about an appropriate interruption, not aware of the emotion revealed in his eyes when he raised his eyes.

Shang Yuan's eyes darkened, he pushed the bewildered young man against the shoe cabinet, raised his hand to close the door, and then grabbed the other's hand hanging by his leg.

The silver-red mechanical hand caressed the curled fingers calmly, but quickly gave up the cover-up, and roughly pinched the light pink nails and fingertips.

Weird feeling.

Hard to describe.

Although it's just a normal holding hands...?

Fei Mingqiu reacted, turned his face away in embarrassment to avoid the other party's kiss, his mind went blank.

His attention was completely taken away by Shang Yuan's left hand.

He regarded Shangyuan as a fragile handicraft, and he imagined himself too strong and reliable, so he didn't dare to make any struggle.

So be dumb.

Shang Yuan understood everything, and smiled lazily, but made further progress.

The semi-isolated hallway was suddenly narrow and crowded, and the damp and cold summer air rose little by little with the occasional communication between the two.

Like a beast stretching out its claws to scoop up raspberries, at first it restrained its sharp teeth, then endured, and then swallowed them all, the hair was covered with the gorgeous berry pulp.

Dangerous, rambunctious, and cute--cute in Raspberry's eyes anyway.

Such a strange and even dark metaphor suddenly popped up in Fei Mingqiu's mind.

He frowned, his cheeks and palms felt hot.

In fact he shouldn't have been distracted.

Then when he recovered from the bad metaphor, the golden round pupils strongly occupied his vision and soul.

There was no wind, he still shivered dizzily, and then asked Shang Yuan fiercely if he had taken his medicine today.

Shang Yuan recalled seriously, put his whole body weight on Fei Mingqiu, nodded and said: "You can eat more."

Fei Mingqiu frowned, "Huh?"

Shang Yuan: "You must be afraid of me."

Fei Mingqiu choked, and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about. I'm not afraid of you."

Shang Yuan did not explain, and changed the topic: "The cigarette case and lighter are in the pockets here——no, this way, yes, you come."

All right.Raspberry thinks he is tougher than the beast.

Fei Mingqiu took out the cigarette case from Shang Yuan's pocket stiffly, and lit his cigarette for him solemnly, pretending to concentrate on it.

Shang Yuan bit his cigarette butt with his head sideways, his eyes half drooping and his lips pursed, his clear and handsome facial contours were often fascinated by light and shadow, appearing careless.

The smoke smelled of sweet hot cocoa, and sometimes it was sprayed on Fei Mingqiu's face very impolitely.

He held the cigarette case and endured it, and was about to push Shang Yuan to stand up, when his hand touched something, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously cursed.

Shang Yuan laughed, and decisively put out the cigarette on the small gourd that Fei Mingqiu brought back, pinched the young man's slender waist and kissed his chin.

Blood color spread from Fei Mingqiu's neck to his earlobe.

His mind was full of that touch and certain ulterior thoughts.

No, didn't you take medicine?Isn't it said that the medicine provided by the court can suppress all desires?how……

Shang Yuan squinted his eyes and pressed Fei Mingqiu's Adam's apple with his thumb, "It's so red, it's like enlarged cells."

Fei Mingqiu thought it was okay, and was about to defend himself, accidentally knocked over the decoration on the shoe cabinet, Shang Yuan ignored it.

The facts were in front of him, and he saw it clearly, so he felt depressed and sad for a moment.

He knew that he never wanted to see the dilapidated Shang Yuan, and he wanted Shang Yuan to be well - even though they had never known each other at that time.

This sudden heavy sadness overwhelmed the panic and ambiguity provoked by the man.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, hesitating a few times to say something.

He always felt that as a friend who survived together by accident, or as a friend who could kiss and hold hands, he couldn't say those words.

Fei Mingqiu stared blankly at Shang Yuan's face.

Like a student who is cramming, he urgently writes a draft to prepare for a confession.

In fact, there is not much to say, I want to start from the first meeting of the two, and I want to say frankly that he doesn't know how to fall in love with people——

He suspects that he is even more shy and inarticulate than the weird kid he was when he was young.

And he couldn't calmly think about whether he could and should say "like" or "love" to Shang Yuan's face.

Because he was so nervous that he couldn't say anything as soon as he opened his mouth. The sense of shame and strangeness was stuck in his throat, and he choked out a sentence for a long time:

"Do you want to do it?"

Shang Yuan probably guessed from his expression that Fei Mingqiu was going to confess, and when he heard this flirty invitation, he was taken aback, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

The golden-green peach blossom eyes are exotic and mysterious, affectionate and calm.deliberately calm.

Fei Mingqiu was deceived by Shang Yuan.

He thought of the similar question he had asked one night, so he looked at Shang Yuan with confidence until his face was covered and his lips and teeth were opened.

The silver-red mechanical hand that he cared most about was arrogantly resting on his forehead, ignoring his warnings and worries.

Sometimes stroking his waistline, Wen Sheng encouraged him to unbutton his cuffs or other things.

Sometimes he fumbled for the lighter thrown on the floor to light a cigarette, and then rudely dragged him back from the door and leaned against the wall again.

Most of the time, they just hold his wrist falsely, making him mistakenly think that he can stop the retreat at any time.

"You have to be afraid of me."

"..." Fei Mingqiu's voice was so hoarse that he couldn't make a sound, and he nodded while choking with sobs and tears.

Fortunately, he still has a bit of desire to survive. No matter how excessive Shang Yuan's demands are, even if his sanity collapses, he doesn't say that he is not afraid.

Because he was not used to sleeping with other people, Fei Mingqiu woke up twice in the night, and then he didn't know anything after that.

In the afternoon of the next day, it was rare for Yanchi to clear the sky; it was still early, and a pale moon was already hanging in the sky.

Fenghuang sat on the player's trolley and went through the ghost gate to Yanchi for a stroll, followed by Yuanyuan dressed as a child.

Yuanyuan emphasized again that he is not a pheasant, and in front of Fenghuang, he must honestly call him "Grandpa" and wait on him.

Fenghuang saw through Yuanyuan's thoughts at a glance, thinking that he had wronged the child for a month, and said with a smile, "You learned the Nirvana of Queen Mother Xi?"

Yuanyuan's eyes brightened, and she quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Yes, Grandpa! The Nirvana scroll of the Queen Mother of the West is a pirated product, which caused me to be summoned here by a mortal priest using evil methods. mortal body, alas!"

Fenghuang sat cross-legged, and waved to Yuanyuan to let him go forward, "I knew your father before, he is a loyal guy."

Seeing that there is hope for recovery, Yuanyuan said courteously, "It's a pity that I was born late, and I didn't catch up with Grandpa when you lived in Kunlun."

Fenghuang glanced at the mobile house, intending to spy on the whereabouts of the two people, when suddenly several golden lights jumped out in front of him, the light was like a sword and almost blinded his eyes, he thought for a while and was overjoyed, he retracted his gaze and said with a half-smile: "Young man!" Slightly sweet."

Yuan Yuan doggedly said: "Grandpa, do you have any advice? On Nirvana, Grandpa, you are the genuine version of 'Although it is far away, we must investigate'!"

Putting aside one concern, Fenghuang looked at Yuanyuan with distaste for a long while, and said, "Forget it. Nirvana is my supernatural power. You, a little blue bird, are brave enough to learn piracy, don't tell me, do you really want to learn my method of Nirvana? Hmph, the yin and yang energy of the heaven and earth cannot burn you to death!"

Yuan Yuan turned pale when she heard this, "So that's the case! I thought..."

Fenghuang took out the wine glass from his sleeve, "Near your father's ability to serve me in the past, I can teach you a few supernatural powers, do you want to learn?"

Yuanyuan: "Learn! Master--"

Fenghuang's expression changed slightly, and he spat in a cold voice: "What a good brat! How many generations have you missed me, and you pretended to recognize me as your master, and you didn't even ask your god if he would? Just one, no more collections—all collections are debts of favor.”

Yuanyuan begged for mercy in a low voice, and asked curiously: "Dare to ask Grandpa, who is your apprentice?"

Fenghuang: "The one your god is now hugging."

Yuanyuan secretly scolded the old man for being shameless, and then thought that Fenghuang could easily read his heart, she was startled, and bowed her head guiltily.

Seeing this, Fenghuang plucked out 81 down feathers from Yuanyuan Jiujiu as punishment. Seeing him baring his teeth and holding back his tears, he said with a smile:

"You should learn a lesson! What do you think I am, am I the kind of mortal who is jealous of my disciple's marriage and insists on breaking up the mandarin ducks!"

"Then you are...?" Yuan Yuan asked tremblingly with tears the size of fists in her eyes.

"I used to only know Kunlun. He is the most pure jade in the world. He has been a pair with your god since childhood—hmph, don't you know that? Do you think the enlightened king is willing to nest in the Kunlun Mountain Hall? Does he deserve to work hard for hundreds of thousands of years to criticize and judge official cases? He guards Kunlun, suppressing yin, yang, sun and moon, for fear that the gods will attack and harm his jade treasure."

Yuanyuan had never heard of this before, so she couldn't help asking: "Who wants to harm Kunlun? I think the old ladies Xihe and Fuxi like him very much."

Fenghuang flexed his fingers and flicked the gate of life on Yuanyuan's forehead, "Nonsense! The two young girls are actually old women, so what am I—old immortal?"

Yuanyuan laughed dryly.

Fenghuang continued: "Kunlun is the dwelling place of the gods and souls. The body of the Kunlun mountain god is naturally the most precious treasure in the world. We are familiar with Kunlun, so we will definitely not harm him, but we cannot prevent the other junior gods from having evil thoughts for the gods. Mr. Kaiming is a bastard who has no other skills, he is the patron saint of Kunlun Mountain, and no one is his opponent in Kunlun, so he will be a hero who cherishes beauties."

Yuanyuan was confused, "Then why did Shenjun and Kunlun go down the mountain? It's so dangerous!"

Fenghuang: "This is not what you should inquire about. I taught Kunlun to watch the excitement with a cold eye, but he learned the wrong way, plunged headlong into the emotions and desires, and now he has become a little waste whose wealth and life are trapped by iron bumps. Be diligent, I just want I will teach you once, and I will go home after teaching!"

The author says:

[It's the 500-word plot made up at night. 】

Shang Yuan (black face): The old man is peeping through the eye of a needle.

Fei Mingqiu: It's hard to disagree... Hiss.