[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

Sun Wukong was sleeping soundly at first, but he didn't know when he got up, he just felt his lower abdomen burning like a fire, and there were raging desires everywhere.

He groaned uncomfortably, turned over, his limbs and bones seemed to be burned by billowing magma, and every posture was extremely difficult.

He felt something strange in his heart, and wanted to open his eyes, but it was hazy like a mist, and he couldn't see clearly.He thought, maybe it was related to the black air inhaled into the body during the battle of the yellow-robed monster.The turbid air disturbed his breath, which made him so out of control.

What Monkey King didn't know was that Tang Sanzang on the side had already woken up, and looked at him deeply for a long time with his body upright.

The skin of the person beside him felt warm and cool, which relieved a lot of the scorching heat.Sun Wukong's sanity was burnt to a daze, and he subconsciously wanted to rub against the man, but was stopped by Tang Sanzang.

"Wukong, wake up, look at me as a teacher."

Although Tang Sanzang didn't know why Monkey King behaved so strangely, he finally called out in a calm voice.

Sun Wukong's legs were curled up tightly, his back bent like a bow, "I..." he muttered, his teeth clenched, his temples dripping with sweat, "I'm uncomfortable...Master, I'm uncomfortable..."

He has always been not easy to show weakness, and he has a faint cry when he speaks.It's not soft, but it pierces straight into people's hearts, just like the little monkey in a dream with clear and wet eyes.

Tang Sanzang's eyelids twitched, and there was a burst of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He had never seen Monkey King who took off all his armor and defenses like this.The man was always facing him with an inexplicable affection and hostility, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and a pair of brows and eyes that seemed to be picky, and what flowed in his eyes was always the ultimate fusion of two diametrically opposed opposites, ice and fire.

Tang Sanzang took a deep breath, suppressing all wandering thoughts, his gaze as calm as a cold stone.

"What did you eat today, did you eat badly during the day?"

Sun Wukong tried to think for a while, his eyes were sparkling but out of focus.

"I... ate meat."

He held back his groan and uttered this sentence very slowly through his teeth.

Tang Sanzang was stunned, and then his eyebrows frowned, "When did you eat the meat, why didn't Master see it?"

"While Master and Hiroyama... were chatting...we ate all the meat."

Sun Wukong frowned and said with a flushed face, his legs crossed tightly.He didn't know why, when the heat wave swept across his body, a certain unspeakable part slowly raised its head.

Feeling shame and panic in his heart, he wanted to turn around to prevent this person from seeing him, but was urged by desire to get closer to this person...until there was no gap.

That Tang Sanzang glanced down, and naturally accepted it.But he kept silent, pretending not to know, and continued to ask with a stern expression.

"However, when Haoyama took the plate away, the meat was still full, didn't you see how much it was missing?"

Sun Wukong looks like he was thrown into an extremely hot hell, his naked/exposed skin is red and hot, his face looks like it has been steamed, and with his breathing, the tiny plush is clearly visible to the eyes.The tip of his nose was covered with a thin layer of sweat, against the mist in his eyes, and his temples were sweating profusely. He felt as if he had just been pulled out of the bath, and he was drenched all over.

"We turned stones...into meat," Sun Wukong said, a little unbearable, he grabbed Tang Sanzang's wrist and wanted to rub against him, but the man grabbed his wrist instead and turned on his back, the whole body Lying down with his hands bound under his body.

He was dazed and hadn't reacted yet, but Tang Sanzang looked at the monkey below him who often made countless in his chest with complicated eyes, as if he was walking on a long long distance and suddenly saw an erratic and blurred light. I don't know what kind of ending it will end up following that faint light.

He bent down suddenly, and got very close to Sun Wukong face to face, his eyes met, his eyes moved, the tips of his noses touched, and his breath mixed.The warm breath slapped each other's face, but the chest heaving and turbulent was their own emotions.

One is extremely hot and the other is extremely cold.

"Do you know that monks who eat meat are not allowed to eat?"

Tang Sanzang was still holding the monkey's two wrists tightly, and he would have opened it with one hand in the usual way, but now it seemed that all his strength was taken away, and he let his body arch up and want to rub against him.

Tang Sanzang's eyelids twitched violently, his heart almost skipped a beat.

He took a deep breath and slammed Sun Wukong over, with his back facing him.Sun Wukong's eyes were blurred, and he faintly felt that something was going to happen, but before he could react, he felt a chill in his buttocks.

like……

Master took off his pants.

At the third watch of the candlelight, a suppressed but aggrieved cry of pain came from a tent, piercing the boundless night.

"what!……"

Sun Wukong clenched his teeth, sweat dripped from the corners of his forehead, and his eyes suddenly became sober for a moment.

Tang Sanzang continued to move with no expression on his face, raised his hand and hit the monkey's buttocks with a loud slapping sound.

Monkey King wanted to turn over, but his body, which had been attacked by the turbid air, had not yet fully returned to normal, and his body was so hot that he lost strength.He only felt that all the heat from the whole body was rushing to his lower body, his butt was burning hot, but a certain place was still embarrassingly emotional, so hard that it hurt.

"I have told you three times and four times as a master, but you, as a big senior brother, did not lead by example, instead you led your juniors to mess around together, you deserve to be beaten and punished!" Tang Sanzang sternly, his movements were merciless, and he said loudly. Crisp and bright, it resounded in the dark and silent night, "I told you to eat the sheep whip, are you suffering now?"

Sun Wukong clenched his fists extremely tightly, lying on the bed, bearing the beating like a storm, his eyes were slack, but he felt like he was back in the past, he was still a little monkey who committed crimes everywhere, and that person was still as gentle as the wind But there is the principled Subhuti.

"Master, Master..." In a daze, he softly shouted this sentence, which was unbearable to recall for most of the time, and rushed forward for most of the time.

Thinking of that person, even the pain behind him seems to have subsided a little, besides the burning pain, there is also a little sweetness that I don't know whether it is sadness or joy.

Tang Sanzang listened to Sun Wukong's murmured call, his hands paused, and for some reason he lifted it up, seeing the slightly red and swollen flesh, he couldn't hit it any more.

He lowered his eyes, covered his right hand, and stroked it lightly, causing the man to tremble and hurt, but he was also a little dazed.Wukong is out of control tonight, but why...he is also out of control?

Buddhism pays attention to kindness, kindness and kindness. He has never done it himself, but only chant the mantra to punish the person.But today and tonight, it seemed as if a certain swollen pouch in his heart had been picked open, his limbs and bones were impacted by unnamed desires, and even his thoughts were no longer owned by him.

Tang Sanzang looked at the red and purple palm print on Sun Wukong's buttocks, his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't tell if it was distressing or something else, he lifted the man's trousers hanging down his greasy thighs and planned to help him put them on.

"Bah-"

Sun Wukong turned his back to him and grabbed his hand, breathing heavily.

Because of the angle, Tang Sanzang didn't see the man's already flushed and provocative face, but only saw the man's small half profile under the dim light, which looked more hazy and indistinct, like a phantom in a dream.

"Master..." Sun Wukong almost forcibly suppressed the shame in his heart, rolled the words through his throat several times and squeezed them out, "I feel uncomfortable...help me."

He didn't ask if he was okay, but just said you help me.

Because even if his consciousness was already on fire, he knew in his heart that if he asked, Tang Sanzang would definitely refuse.

He is just a substitute for meeting and thinking about people.He is just a dispensable apprentice.

His only utility is to keep him safe.

That person does not have to give and bestow upon him any affection and touch beyond the bounds of safety.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes with trembling slender eyelashes, and without waiting for Tang Sanzang to refuse, he grabbed the man's hand and stretched it under him, and began to knead the back of the hand with his fingers crossed.

"Well……"

A low moan of relief came out of his mouth, with a little sweet stickiness.

"Let go of me, are you crazy?!"

Tang Sanzang looked at Monkey King's actions with a look of horror, and also looked at the hand he held on the man's desire. He couldn't tell whether it was unexpected or his wish came true.

Sun Wukong only felt happy, he had been suppressed for hundreds of years, and now he finally had the opportunity to enjoy that extremely crazy fiery pleasure.There were moans and groans in his throat, and more and more sweat slid down his face, soaking through his upper body clothes and wet his chest, leaving a watery and oily stain.

Tang Sanzang withdrew his hand and wanted to retract it, but Sun Wukong was holding him tightly, he opened his eyes suddenly and turned his head to look back, his eyes were full of watery luster, sparkling and rippling, and the tails of his eyes were frizzy. red.

Tang Sanzang was short of breath as he watched, and wanted to turn his eyes away, but for some reason he remembered the last part of the bizarre "punishment" in the dream. That person was also under him at that time, unwilling but still forced himself to bear it. everything he gave.

Now everything is turned upside down.

The man demanded, demanded everything he had ever dismissed.

Reality and dream seem to merge into one.

Just this one time.

Thinking about it, Tang Sanzang didn't dodge his eyes any more, and didn't withdraw his hands any more, he stared straight at the hot and slightly red Monkey King.

I have to say that Monkey King and Li Xuanqing are really not the same.

One is irritable and the other is cheerful and easy-going.

One with blood on his hands disregards human life, and the other has an innocent heart for the country.

Many times, when he hugged that person and looked at that person, he was indeed looking at Li Xuanqing through that face, looking at the other person whom he longed for but could not get close to.But right now...he was a little uncertain.

These days, he thought of Xuan Qing a lot less often.Looking at Wukong, what he thinks is only Wukong himself, without any connection of meeting and thinking about others.

He seems to have accepted this existence.It has a similar face to that person, but is not the same as a living independent existence.Little by little, the blood surging into his bone marrow and heart veins exists everywhere.

Yes, Monkey King is not Li Xuanqing.

But they are two different people.

He is the great sage Equaling Heaven who caused disturbances in the Heavenly Palace 500 years ago, and he is the great apprentice who will accompany him on the road to learn scriptures 500 years later.

It was the last comfort he had embraced late at night.

that's enough.

Tang Sanzang stared at Sun Wukong, and finally he saw a little bit of the fog in his heart that could not be seen clearly.

When Sun Wukong tensed his body to the extreme with a huff, he leaned down with complicated eyes, and whispered something in that person's ear.

"You won... I do have you in my heart."

He didn't confess his love, nor did he promise to accompany him.But just saying that he has you in his heart, whether it is a master or a disciple, is already the most gentle and extreme words he can say.

Tang Sanzang thought about the last sentence that the person said in the dream, "Master...you won", and vaguely felt that this was like the reincarnation of heaven and fate.

And after a white light exploded in Sun Wukong's mind, his consciousness shattered into tiny fragments and scattered all over the place.He heard someone whispering an extremely slight whisper in his ear, and when he turned his head in a daze, he saw Tang Sanzang pressing on top of him, as if he hadn't woken up from a century-old dream, and his mind was still drifting in a trance in the realm of nothingness.

He murmured, "Jin Chan... Elder?"

Unexpectedly, with just such a soft word, the person on the body completely froze, as if he was dead, he would never move again.

The author has something to say: I finally explained Sanzang's thoughts clearly, and the relationship between the two has been pushed forward a little bit QvQ

Now it's Master's turn to be jealous Ho Ho Ho Ho!

I'm sorry that the rival in love is me, I'm really happy to hear it hhhh