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Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning's expression.

He felt that Ji Qingning was like a little hamster.

If you fiddle with it casually, your body will tremble.

Obviously scared to death, but still pretending to be tough and staring at him.

It seems that people always have this idea.

Resistance is what sparks interest.

The more you pretend to be calm, the more you want him to show his panic.

Zhuang Qiu is such a bastard, his voice resounded in the void.

"Qingning, senior brother taught you the secrets of your boudoir last time, and now senior brother fulfills his promise."

After the words fell, a book of pictures suddenly appeared in front of Ji Qingning.

The atlas has been opened, and there are some blood-spitting things drawn on it.

Ji Qingning closed her eyes subconsciously, in exchange for a chuckle from Zhuang Qiu.

"Aren't Qingning afraid that Master will find out about her affairs?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingning gritted his teeth and opened his eyes.

The book that made people blush was right in front of them, Ji Qingning felt his face was going to burn.

"What do you think of the painting, Junior Brother?"

"Very detailed."

"Really, but how do you know what it feels like if you don't experience it yourself?"

As he said that, Ji Qingning's exclamation sounded.

"What are you doing!" Ji Qingning snapped.

But ever since he surrendered, he has been at a disadvantage in negotiations, and it is impossible for him to back down.

A hand stretched out from nowhere in the void, and pulled away his girdle.

When the waist seal was released, Ji Qingning's upper body and chest were also loosened.

Zhuang Qiu is not in a hurry.

He made up his mind to let Ji Qingning enjoy the indulgence.

After all, this thing can only be considered a successful fish-and-water fun if both parties are happy.

Zhuang Qiu finally showed up.

Ji Qingning's clothes were disheveled, but he looked like a dog in his clothes, and at the end he had to ask a bastard: "Why is my brother dressed like this? Is it to seduce my brother on purpose?"

Ji Qingning scolded angrily: "You...you disciple!"

"Junior brother, it's the same thing in exchange. You can't be bothered by scolding, but I'm tired of listening to it. Don't worry, the happy things will come later."

With that said, Zhuang Qiu took out a pill.

In this space where spiritual power cannot be used, the fluctuation of spiritual power emitted by Zhuang Qiu's elixir is particularly conspicuous.

Ji Qingning closed his mouth, but Zhuang Qiu forcibly squeezed his chin and opened it, leaving a particularly clear red mark on his fair face.

"What did you feed me?"

"Of course it's something beneficial to cultivation." Zhuang Qiu pretended to be innocent and looked at Ji Qingning: "They're all brothers from the same school, so can I still harm you, brother?"

After a while, the spiritual power began to warm Ji Qingning's meridians in his body.

It felt like the lower abdomen was burning first, and then the limbs and bones. Ji Qingning felt that every breath of hot air he exhaled was suffering.

"...What is it..." Ji Qingning was dripping with sweat, frowning and squinting his eyes.

"It's the treasure of the Acacia Sect. It's good for you and not harmful. It can also activate menstrual blood. I'm reluctant to use it on ordinary people, brother. You see, how much I value you. You have to repay senior brother well in the future, you know."

Ji Qingning gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely...report...to...brother."

Zhuang Qiu lit a stick of incense, and he sat by the side of the incense leisurely, waiting for the incense to burn out.

Forced by the effects of the medicine, Ji Qingning had already begun to struggle, his hand was pulling the chain, because he became a mortal, so this struggling movement immediately rubbed Ji Qingning's wrist red.

Soon, the stick of incense burned out.

Zhuang Qiu looked at Ji Qingning in surprise, and said to himself: "That man said for a stick of incense, anyone will ask for mercy."

"Could it be that this thing has been placed for too long, and it has no effect? ​​It's impossible. I put it in a special box."

When Zhuang Qiu looked up to admire Ji Qingning again, he found that the broken hair on his forehead was completely wet with sweat, and it was stuck to his forehead, which looked particularly weak and beautiful.

Zhuang Qiu reached out to help Ji Qingning brush away the broken hair that blocked her eyes.

For Ji Qingning, in his chaotic consciousness, when he was about to be burned, something cold suddenly touched him.

The feeling of comfort made him subconsciously follow, as if the rain on a long dry day.

Then he realized what he had done, and he refused to say another word. .

Zhuang Qiu smiled wickedly, stretched out his hands to pinch Ji Qingning's soft waist, raised his eyebrows and said: "You are nothing more than that, I thought you had such a strong personality."

Such humiliating words made Ji Qingning angry, but all his consciousness is in his lower body right now, so this anger is not anger, but transformed into lust.

Ji Qingning has never thought about Master, to him, Master is a white cloud in the sky, an existence that he dare not touch, how could he dare to be arrogant.

So Ji Qingning, who was venting his desire right now, didn't think about Master at all, he knew very little about intercourse, and he had never liked any woman.

For him, etiquette is more important than anything else. It is extremely out of line to think of any woman casually. Ji Qingning will never allow himself to be so rude.

But Zhuang Qiu forced him to be disqualified again and again.

Right now, he even hopes that he will be female like a woman.

Ji Qingning couldn't resist, but he was able to resolve the hatred in his mind. Didn't Zhuang Qiu want him to be female, so he also let Zhuang Qiu female.

Let him embrace a man like a woman.

Ji Qingning had never been so disrespectful in his life, but if it was for someone like Zhuang Qiu, he didn't think it was considered disrespectful, he just treated him in the same way as he did.

Liangyu's touch came from top to bottom, and the Vatican bell rang.

Drug power and fantasy culminated in the mind.

Zhuang Qiu looked at his hands, tilted his head pretending to be ignorant, and said with a nasty smile: "Junior Brother, I haven't done anything yet."

"Your anxious look makes senior brother wonder if you have a crush on senior brother."

Ji Qingning entered a short period of rest. He hated his fantasy just now, and even more hated Zhuang Qiu who made him become like this, so his eyes were all cold and said: "I just want to kill you."

Zhuang Qiu's expression didn't change a bit, he touched the corner of Ji Qingning's mouth with his hand, and wiped Ji Qingning's lips with his index finger.

"Brother, haven't you heard that if you die under the peony flower, you can be a ghost? If you really have the ability, you should let the brother die."

After a short break, the heat wave surged up again like a wave.

Zhuang Qiu's simple touch can arouse Ji Qingning's feelings, and make those bad fantasies appear in Ji Qingning's head again.

Zhuang Qiu did not forget his purpose.

He wanted to let Ji Qingning indulge in this feeling, not to argue with him.

With Ji Qingning's earlobe in his mouth, he whispered hot words of love in his ear.

"Junior brother, you smell so good."

"Let senior brother kiss you."

"Junior Brother's waist is so soft, and his legs are so beautiful."

"Is Junior Brother made of water?"

"Junior Brother, I really want to be with you forever."