Ah, Senior Brother is Actually a Sister!

In the light smoke, a solemn and simple pagoda looms, with gold bricks and red tiles, and the corners of the eaves are upturned, solemn and mysterious.

The pagoda is divided into seven floors, and each floor is quietly guarded by more than a dozen monks with ring scars on their heads. However, there is no one on the top floor of the pagoda, as if there is an invisible barrier separating this space from the outside. world.

This is a small quiet room, with several rows of bookshelves piled up to the brim. In addition to the translations of the scriptures, there are also some exercises and historical materials. From the material point of view, it is more than ten thousand years old. years.

Behind those rows of bookshelves was a large stone statue; in front of the stone statue was a round altar, and beside the altar was a stone platform engraved with densely packed runes.

Suddenly, the dead silence that had settled for countless years was broken, a dazzling white light flashed, and a black robe appeared out of nowhere on the altar, holding another petite figure in his arms.

"Let go," said a soft and elegant female voice, a little hoarse because of suppressed emotions, "Or, do you want to strangle me? Hmm?"

"Don't let go, don't let go, I'm yours for the rest of my life, don't want me to let go!" The man in his arms tightened his grip on her neck even more, buried his face in her chest and rubbed fiercely, like A rogue seems to be sloppy.

——I haven’t hugged Yanyan for a long time, and I can’t say anything...

"Really?" She lowered her eyes and looked at the woman in her arms with an unpredictable expression, "That's fine."

As soon as the condensed aura on her body receded, she held Tong Tong's arm hard, and lifted her up to her eyes easily. Her amethyst-like eyes tightly locked the moist pupils, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, looking evil. Charming, seven points of temptation, teaching people to immediately throw down their helmets, disarm and surrender, and willingly fell drunk in her eyes, unable to extricate themselves.

"Remember your words," she smiled, "don't let go..."

Soon, Tong Tong understood what she meant.

"Hey! You, what are you doing! Someone will come in, Hun Dan!"

While tearing the robe on her body quickly and ruthlessly, Su Yan rubbed her breasts vigorously with his hands, and with the corners of his mouth tilted, he replied casually: "For Moxiu, the most important thing is to collect yin and replenish yang...now what? , of course it’s time to eat.”

And you are my food.

"What, what?" Tong Tong stared dumbfounded at the expensive brocade robe with auspicious clouds and dark patterns turned into pieces of rags under Su Yan's hands, and the ancient hopelessness of the red fruit in the clear purple eyes made him She trembled in her heart—realized that it was not good, and immediately struggled vigorously, "Yan, Yanyan, if you have something to say, you, you, you, stop—ah!"

Thinking that her movements were in the way, Su Yan locked her hands, raised her head high, and took a piece of fabric as a rope to tie her hands together—I don’t know what she did, the fragile fabric was like a legend. The rope that bound the immortals was as strong, no matter how hard she struggled at the Golden Core stage, she couldn't break free.

——Hun Dan, you want domestic violence!

If I knew you liked SM, who would want to be with you!

Meow meow, I want to return it!return the goods!

No matter how Tong Tong roared, the sound that came out was only a small groan——Su Yan pushed her against the wall as early as after restraining her hands, lowered his head and grabbed her lips violently, using it to imprison her Her hands are divided into upper and lower two ways to advance, each attacking her sensitive points.

His lips were sealed domineeringly, Tong Tong blushed, but there was suffering beyond words.

The other party's flexible tongue pried open her teeth familiarly, entangled her tongue, and swept it forcefully in her mouth, as if trying to swallow her whole.

The kiss that could not be refused, carried her familiar breath, but it was no longer the familiar tenderness and affection. There were sour tears in Tong Tong's eyes, but an indescribable excitement was churning in her body.

The complex emotions of the two parties tugged her reason back and forth, and gradually merged into a strange pleasure.

Tong Tong was dizzy from the kiss, but the word "tune=teach" came to mind, and his heart skipped a beat: Am I actually a m?How did you feel about her rude treatment?it's wired……

Her wild thoughts completely stopped when Su Yan raised one of her legs and squeezed into her legs - she could clearly feel the gurgling heat flowing out of the flower hole, and she didn't know when to let go The person who ravaged her lips lowered his eyes, looking at her uncovered legs with interest.

"You said, you are pregnant with my child..." Su Yan raised the corners of his mouth evilly, his face was close to Tong Tong, his wet and hot lips brushed against her ears, and he rubbed her breasts gently with one hand, and with the other hand Slowly caressing between her legs, she pushed away her wet petals, "I didn't believe it."

"Mm, um——" Tong Tong shrank his neck, but he couldn't escape the tongue in his ear, not to mention the uncontrollable tenderness brought by the fingertips of the flowers, but the unbridled feeling on his chest. The kneading of her palms was enough to make her legs go limp.

——If you don’t believe me, just take your claws away, Hun Dan!

Tong Tong rolled his eyes weakly, but in Su Yan's eyes, he was charming and coquettish, complaining that she was slow to get into the topic.

"However, seeing that you and I are so compatible, I no longer doubt it," Su Yan licked her earlobe, and when she was trembling slightly, her slender fingers slipped into the flower path, with an indomitable momentum, Straight to Huaxin, "You really are my stove = tripod... huh? This is—"

While Tong Tong was shocked and gasped for air, the smile on Su Yan's face froze, and his fingers that were about to move also paused. His suspicious eyes looked into Tong Tong's tear-filled eyes, and hesitantly asked: "You... first time?"

She frowned and withdrew her fingers, she was stunned by the blood color, and her heart throbbed for no reason.

"... Hundan!" Tong Tong gritted his teeth and stared at Su Yan's pure purple eyes, tears welled up as soon as the words came out.

—— Furnace = tripod, your sister!

It hurts to death!

Su Yan, you scum, I will never be with you again, woo woo woo...

The more she cried, the more angry she felt. Tong Tong lowered her head and bit Su Yan's collarbone. The eight small teeth exerted their maximum bite force and clung to her muscles. Su Yan's eyes sank, but he didn't exert all his strength. Instead, she softened her body, allowing the small sharp teeth to dig into her tender skin and grind on her delicate collarbone—until blood dripped out, and Tong Tong's teeth began to turn sour. Then he let go of his mouth bitterly.

"Bah, bah, bah..." After spitting out the blood in her mouth, Tong Tong still couldn't get rid of the lingering hatred. Her misty eyes glared at Su Yan angrily, and the deep tooth marks on her collarbone hurt her eyes. He scolded the other party severely but was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know where to start.

"Is it going well?" Su Yan curled his lips coldly, but his eyes were a little more gentle, "If it doesn't go well, just bite a few more times, huh?"

"Hmph!" Tong Tong turned his face away, unable to bear to leave any scars on Su Yan's body, so he could only bite his lips hard to vent his anger.

"Who allowed you to bite yourself?" Su Yan's face sank, and the hand covering her chest was squeezed heavily, and when she let go of her teeth in an exclamation, she covered her lips, stretched out her tongue and licked it softly, It wasn't until she was kissed so badly that she couldn't help responding to the passionate entanglement that she raised her eyebrows and said majesticly, "Not only these lips, but here, here, and here...your lips Everything belongs to me! Without my permission, no one can be hurt, including yourself—understand?"

While talking, he stroked every sensitive part of her body, and the still stiff fingertips even shallowly penetrated into the gap between the flowers, groped on the two walls, and drew out her uncontrollable groan = oh.

"Ha, ah! No, don't touch, touch there..." Tong Tong clamped her legs tightly, but also firmly clamped Su Yan's hand, and her subconscious upward movement also directly sent her chest to the ground. To the other party's eyes.

So, Su Yan unceremoniously lowered his head and sucked her tip. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her frowning brows. The pained yet joyful expression pleased her. As the tongue entangled and sucked lightly from time to time, the fingers Has quietly submerged into the second knuckle.

"Uh, um... um, um..." Tong Tong closed his eyes tightly, as if he couldn't see his obscene appearance and ignored the pleasure of feedback on his body, and his bound hands obeyed the defeated The will hooked Su Yan's neck, and the waist unconsciously moved forward, sticking to the invading finger.

Rationality is scolding one's lewdness, but sensibility can't resist the pleasure; reason is preventing oneself from sinking, but sensibility drives the legs to spread further.

If it was a man who was molesting her now, maybe she would have committed suicide long ago... No, even if the other party was a clean and beautiful woman, she would not be able to accept it.

The one who made her willingly dedicate her body and mind, and made her become so dissolute, was always only that person named "Su Yan".

"Jun Pan, Jun Pan..." Feeling the tide in his body, Tong Tong rubbed the skin on his cheek and whispered.

The man's wanton but tender movements suddenly stopped, and a chill spread.

Tong Tong was taken aback for a moment, his body cooled down slowly, and he shivered uncontrollably.

While in doubt, he met her furious eyes: "Jun Pan... who is it?"

How can you think of others when you are doing double cultivation with me!

How could this be!

- Pit father ah!

Go to hell with me, you soulless!

divorce!I'm going to get a divorce...

Being stopped in mid-air and unable to get up or down, Tong Tong thought about crying without tears.

But Su Yan didn't understand her tangled look, his reason was burning with unspeakable jealousy, and he wanted to strangle her neck to teach her a lesson, but his hand seemed to have its own consciousness, and he couldn't be cruel to that delicate neck.

Angrily withdrew his hand, Su Yan shattered a golden sutra pillar by the wall with his palm, and the palm wind kept going straight to the wall of the pagoda - only to see that the wall protruded outward like floating waves on the water surface, It soon swung back and returned to its original level, as if surrounded by a transparent and solid barrier.

Even so, a deep palm print was still left on the wall.

Su Yan's heart must have been furious, and he looked at his palm thoughtfully—why did his skill become a little deeper?

But he heard sobbing and crying from the side.

Following the sound of crying, a frail woman hugged her knees and nestled in a corner, with a circle of red marks on her white wrists, her pretty face was mottled with tears, and Guolu's skin was covered with raging bruises. The scars, the round shoulders trembling slightly with the sobs, are really pitiful, even Su Yan, who is cold and still angry, can't help but feel his heart tighten.

Not knowing how to deal with the weeping woman, Su Yanling shot out a burst of energy with his fingers, and touched her sleeping point.

Ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, he took out a clean shirt from the Qiankun bag and covered her body lightly. Su Yan pursed his lips, put his palm on her dantian, and injected a stream of real energy to nourish and nourish her meridians.

A soft light appeared on the surface of her body, and after a while, there was no trace of it anymore—the skin was white and rosy, as tender as an egg that had been peeled off its shell, her breathing was smooth, and her inner strength was stable, which was even stronger than that of an egg. I had to be more diligent before—if not counting the heart-wrenching emotional pain, it would have been a blessing in disguise.

Then he took out the silk and wiped away the tears on her face, Su Yan himself was taken aback: Why did he feel that this movement was so familiar, as if he had done it before...

"Hmph!" Throwing away the silk, Su Yan stopped looking at Tong Tong who was sleeping soundly, and warned himself in his heart: It's just a stove, how can he be soft-hearted!

Breathing out a foul breath, she gathered herself together, and turned around to look at this layer of pagoda.

Sweeping the eyes over the mountain of bookshelves, staring intently—waving his hands = passing a thin ancient book, stroking the old words on the cover with his fingertips——"Xiangyuan Buddha Book"

The author has something to say: I actually wrote a chapter about two people, and it must have been recruited by the impure girls in the group!Although I think it's pretty weird, but it shouldn't be locked...

Then, I cheaply opened a new pit, the end of the world, ghosts and animals vs. Mensao, whoever attacks will know, first come to gain popularity, and ask for support~(≧▽≦)/~

(Rongrong's small theater owes me a temporary lack of ideas==)