mottled

Xiao Lian asked again, Pei Donglai followed cold-blooded footsteps and chased him out, leaving Li Mu alone in embarrassment: "Maybe the cold catcher is in a bad mood."

Zhu Shusheng felt sad and lamented that his family's second-to-last status was becoming more and more precarious.

Pei Donglai's steps were not in a hurry, he turned his head slightly to look at the window, almost every step he took, there was the sound of a piece of furniture being destroyed in the room.Pei Donglai knocked on the door that hadn't been closed, and stood in the middle of all kinds of wreckage with his back facing him coldly, his shoulders heaving violently.

"What's wrong?" Pei Donglai stood at the door.

Leng Xue breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay."

"You know you can't lie about it, right?" Pei Donglai's mouth slowly showed a smile, and after a while, Leng Xue turned around, looking quite frustrated: "I just don't know what's wrong. "

"Because of the iron hand?"

Cold-blooded shook his head and nodded again.

Pei Donglai still stood quietly looking at him, waiting for his reply. After a while, he raised his head in cold blood and asked hesitantly, "Is everyone's sex so painful and embarrassing?"

Pei Donglai's face suddenly turned red: "What are you talking about!"

"I feel like the two of us can't get along." Leng Xue said very seriously, but Pei Donglai, who had watched him grow up, couldn't discuss this issue with him calmly, and finally had to snort coldly: "Break up if we don't get along. disagree."

"I just want to know if everyone is like this." Cold blood looked into Pei Donglai's eyes, "Why do two people talk about humiliation as happiness?"

"How so?" Pei Donglai felt a little guilty when he said this, he didn't have the guts to listen to the detailed process, but he didn't want to show the slightest flinch in front of the cold blood.

Cold blood lowered his eyes and stopped talking, Pei Donglai seemed to be relieved, coughed lightly: "If you can't force it, if you don't agree, you will separate, you choose."

After all, Shaoqing left as if fleeing.

(Eight)

The relationship between Leng Xue and Iron Hand is very simple, just like the personalities of two people.

The first time I had sex was in the cold-blooded room with six doors, the iron hand was still injured, the lingering like a fight between beasts, there was not enough foreplay and lubrication, the cold-blooded pain was trembling.The next time, twice, three times... They maintained the same approach as if they were going to kill each other, took off their clothes, and went straight to the point. Cold-blooded couldn't get any happiness from it.

Shamefully possessive, cold-blooded and confused.

After realizing that Leng Xue was not devoted to this matter, Iron Hand began to avoid him, and soon Leng Xue lost his knife while performing a task.

Since then, there has been a girl named Ji Bingyan in the Shenhou Mansion. He was the partner of Leng Xue's last mission.

Women are very strange, such as Jiaoniang, such as Wuqing, and even more like Ji Bingyan.

The girl with a cold face at work is very kind to Hanhan. The first thing she does when she comes to Shenhou Mansion is to hug Hanhan and let him linger on her arms and thighs. What exactly do you want to do, just say: "Let me go get you a glass of water."

Until the fourth time, the girl finally couldn't help but grabbed the cold-blooded arm who was about to pour water: "I don't drink water."

"Yeah." Leng Xue was even more confused, and he said, "Then sit down."

The girl was a little angry, and the brothers Zhui Ming who were watching were even more tired than the girl.

If Tie Shou wasn't his brother, Zhui Ming might have become a cold-blooded love teacher long ago.

He cherishes his life, so he is tired.

Wuqing watched from a distance several people huddled together for a new woman, and said to Tieshou behind him, "I don't like her."

Tie Shou suddenly sighed, peeped into his heart ruthlessly, and was surprised by it: "You think they are more suitable?"

"Maybe." The taciturn man looked at the man from a distance, and lowered his head when his eyes were about to meet, "He doesn't enjoy our relationship."

As a girl, Wuqing has many things that are inconvenient to say. She raised her head to look at the iron hand, and finally had to say: "Go back to the room."

Tie Shou responded and pushed her away from the bustling place.

Shenhou Mansion is very quiet at night, perhaps because there are few people living there.

Iron Hand rested his right hand behind his head and stared at the wall in a daze.

The door was pushed open, and before the iron hand could see clearly, his body sank, and a black figure pressed on him.

"Who?"

The iron hand's mouth was also covered by the hand, and the familiar temperature and touch made him instantly relaxed. The iron hand touched the waist of the person on the body, and a muffled voice came from under the palm: "Why are you here?"

"Come and see you."

The cold-blooded words made Iron Hand frown.

"Senior brother, I miss you." Leng Xue said, and walked towards Tie Shou's lower body, pressing it unhurriedly through his trousers. He has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and Tieshou has never been treated like this by women, but this This time was different, the fact that the other party was cold-blooded already made Tieshou's head almost explode.

The cold-blooded butt slowly rubbed against Tieshou's thigh, and he said, "Brother, touch me..."

The iron hand punched towards the comer, but it didn't fail, but most of the strength was dissipated by the force, and the man fell to the ground with a muffled grunt. Accompanied by purple smoke, the cold-blooded silhouette gradually turned into a seductive woman. Silver bell-like laughter, crimson lips, smiling Yan Yan.

"What's the matter, senior brother? The slave's service to you is not better than your senior brother." The woman's frown and smile are full of coquettishness, and the iron hand does not hesitate to punch again, mixed with the ruthless hidden weapon flying from outside the house, the woman smiles and disappears into the smoke among.

Wuqing never entered his room from the beginning to the end.

Tie Shou's chest heaved violently, he clenched his fists tightly, but he felt desire rolling, the temperature of the fake cold-blooded palm was as real as the real one, his voice and smile seemed real and fake.

He actually threw himself into it.

(nine)

Ji Bingyan came the next day as usual, Leng Xue lowered his head when he saw her, and the girl teased him with a smile, as if it was a kind of fun.

Tie Shou came over and interrupted the teasing and teasing between the two, the girl was not angry at all, she was aware of current affairs, or she didn't think much about it.

"Did you find the knife?" Iron Hand asked.

"No." Leng Xue raised his head and quickly glanced at Tie Shou, "I will continue to look for it."

"No need." Tie Shou took out a beige object from his pocket, almost the same shape as the previous knife, simple in appearance but not rough in workmanship, Tie Shou said, "This is for you."

Leng Xue took a closer look, his name was engraved on the handle of the knife, and the hardness of a martial arts student was mixed between the strokes.

"If I lose it this time, maybe someone will return it." Tie Shou smiled at him.

He was taken aback for a moment, and then said thank you.

"Would you like to stay overnight at Six Doors tonight?" Tie Shou asked straightforwardly, cold-bloodedly wanting to refuse, but Tie Shou said again, "Stay overnight at Six Doors?"

Leng Xue changed the words on his lips to "good".

Miss Ji Bingyan listened vaguely by the side and always felt that something was wrong.

During the dinner, Lengxue always seemed a little listless, looking at him heartlessly, he couldn't help lowering his head and secretly laughing. When he looked up, the girl's face was flushed.

The master also said: "Do not look at injustice, do not look at injustice."

The girl nodded, and the two Zhuge Liang were very serious.

After eating, Leng Xue stayed in Mr.'s study for a long time, and he walked around the not-so-large study room countless times, and finally the little head catcher leaned against the wall in a daze.

Mr. Zhuge said: "Cold-blooded, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier."

Leng Xue was kicked out of the study by Mr.

It was almost midnight before Leng Xue went to Tie Shou's room. The man was repairing the dark ring of the mechanism, but he didn't sleep as expected.

"Are you here?" Tie Shou put down the things in his hands and walked towards him.

Leng Xue closed his eyes, and he began to silently recite the mantras taught to him by Mr. Zhuge, calming down.

Suddenly, a kiss landed on his cheek.Leng Xue opened his eyes in surprise, and looked at his senior brother with a smile on his face: "Change the way today."

He was cold-blooded and did not speak, and was pushed down on the bed by him. The junior brother swallowed and let the senior brother take off his clothes. The moment of sexual intercourse was always extremely shameful, and the iron hand fell on his chest. , kneading and stroking slowly, the heat rushed up from the lower abdomen, the cold blood was a little panicked, he struggled for a while and stopped the movement of the iron hand: "what are you doing?"

The iron hand separated his legs and knelt in between, his hands began to restless in other deadly places, Leng Xue didn't know what it was like, and was extremely flustered.

"Yesterday someone pretended to be you and treated me like that." Tie Shou smiled wickedly, "I'm very comfortable, I guess you might like it."

Leng Xue took a deep breath and held his desire with an iron hand. This was different from the pain in the past, and the whole body couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Your expression is much richer." Iron Hand's calm voice made the cold blood almost burn, and he always felt that his reaction and voice would make Iron Hand's breathing worse.

"Something's wrong." The cold-blooded struggle became more and more intense, but the pain was not so bad, Iron Hand ordered: "Don't move, lie down."

Leng Xue really calmed down.

Pleasure nearly killed him.

When Leng Xue woke up in the morning, Tie Shou had already gone out and came back again, with breakfast in his hand, steaming hot.

On the way back, he met Wuqing, the girl stopped him, the peach blossom in his hand was just pink and tender, and the girl gave him an iron hand.

"The two of you are really special." The girl smiled lightly, drunk in the spring breeze, "It will be a pity if I don't see you together in the future."

"No." Tie Shou knew that she was referring to the foolish words he said the day before yesterday, "I still