Return to the Fairyland

Cang Ming's eyes darkened for a moment, and there was no one around, not even ordinary fish and shrimp dared to approach.

It was cold all around, and the cold wind drifted across the sea, carrying a little bit of ice slag.

But the person in his arms was getting hotter and hotter. The white robe, which usually had no wrinkles at all, lost the protection of magic power at this moment, and was already soaked by sea water and torn into a mess.The neckline slid down to the shoulders, revealing the chest faintly.

The previous appearance of sitting upright is gone, the young man's black hair hangs down, all falling on his waist, wrapping around his widely separated legs, creating a breathtaking picture.

"Help me..." The voice was begging broken and out of tune, and the eyes were so confused that it made people crazy.

Holding Mo Yan's things in Cang Ming's hand, he felt that it was hard to get off the tiger, and he couldn't bear to get off.

He wanted to pull his hand away, but Mo Yan held onto it tightly. Not only that, his legs were tightly entwined, and his intermittent low hum sounded more eager.

Usually when the two get along, Cang Ming tries to restrain himself as much as possible, he knows very well that he can't stand the slightest teasing, and keeps a distance.

But even Mo Yan's casual smiles can arouse the desire in Cang Ming's heart at any time.Not to mention what it looks like now?

Cang Ming felt that it was not Mo Yan who was suffering, but himself.

For a moment, he even wanted to leave Mo Yan behind and hide in the deep sea by himself.

But he couldn't, he could only allow his eyes to get darker and his throat drier.

"Help me..." Mo Yan's eyes were hard to focus, his rosy lips were slightly parted, and his pink tongue was faintly visible, Cang Ming remembered that taste.

"Huh..." Cang Ming took a deep breath, he felt that his patience had reached the limit, even though he was afraid of hurting Mo Yan, in this situation, he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Help... um..."

Cang Ming lowered his head, sealed his slightly parted lips, and licked those somewhat dry lips. When the tip of his tongue touched the small cracks formed by the dryness of his lips, Cang Ming felt that the string in his heart was about to close. broken.

This kiss was unprecedentedly intense, Mo Yan was not as reserved as he was when he was awake, he responded enthusiastically, and made a humming sound, which reached Cang Ming's ears, arousing all his desires that were forcibly locked up by him.

His tongue scraped every inch of mucous membrane in the opponent's mouth, wantonly devouring every place.

At this moment, he felt crazy, he desperately wanted to devour the person in front of him, leaving nothing behind.

He kissed more deeply, the person in his arms couldn't help trembling slightly, his arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, as if he wanted to suck his whole body into the other party.

Cang Ming felt that the things he had buried in the depths were violently stimulated again, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he grabbed at himself fiercely.

A scale was scratched off, and the feeling of pain suppressed the surge in his heart at this moment, and he was finally able to control himself to let go of the other's lips.

"Don't...don't leave..." Mo Yan's voice was intermittent, the broken voice overflowed from his lips, challenging Cang Ming's bottom line all the time.

"Mo Yan..." Cang Ming's voice was a little low, "Don't be like this... With your current situation, you can't bear it..."

He didn't know how long he could survive in this situation.

He didn't know whether he was persuading Mo Yan or himself, he just reminded himself repeatedly: no, no!

But when he looked at Mo Yan, what he saw was the body that could not be comforted, curled up on the ground in pain, his clothes had already been torn by himself, and the whole body was exposed to the air. The skin, because of the torment at the moment, is like a cooked shrimp, the two points on the chest are even more eye-catching, the strong muscles are almost perfect, the waist is tight and strong, the lower abdomen is flat, and the lower part is the most eager to solve.

The long and straight legs were tightly clamped, writhing restlessly on the ice, drawing a series of marks.

Because of the discomfort, the body arched slightly, forming an arc that made the heart suffocate.

The body writhing on the ground, the hands waving in the air, finally grabbed those warm and rough hands again.

Mo Yan, who was in a state of confusion, spread his legs and wrapped them tightly around Cang Ming's waist.

Cang Ming pulled those two legs apart, but they were soon entangled again.

Someone whispered in the ear: "Don't leave me..."

Cang Ming doesn't know how long he can hold on, his lower body is already hard and painful, and the front end is constantly oozing liquid. If the person in front of him is not Mo Yan, he would have ignored his life and death, and pressed him under his body to act recklessly up.

But what little reason he had left told him he couldn't do it.

The other party fell into an illusion and confronted the demons. This is the most critical moment. If he is not careful, he will die.

He couldn't send the other party into a more dangerous situation at this time.

What he has to do is to help him...

Help him solve his own problems, even if he is suffocated to death!

Cang Ming took a deep breath, determined not to look at the scene in front of him anymore.

He closed his eyes, put his hands around Mo Yan's waist, lifted him up, and let him lean into his arms.

With the other hand, hold what the other party urgently needs to solve.

When the rough hand touched the opponent's upright, Mo Yan let out a very comfortable soft hum, and he couldn't bear to push himself slightly in Cang Ming's arms, trying to get more things.

When he twisted his waist unbearably, he also touched Cang Ming's lower abdomen, and even touched the hard object that had been held to the limit.

This feeling almost made Cang Ming collapse, and for a moment, he even had a thought in his heart: Regardless of Mo Yan's life or death, fuck him, kill him!

"Don't move!" Cang Ming yelled loudly, tightly wrapped his hand around that dishonest waist, and his other hand went deep into the opponent's pants, holding it.

When the rough palms pressed against the root of everything without any gaps, Mo Yan suddenly felt that the whole feeling became real.

When he opened his eyes, he could see Iceland in the depths, but he couldn't distinguish between reality and hallucination.

Cang Ming's hand moved slowly, every stroke was distinct, especially when his slightly rough palm scraped against the top, Mo Yan's legs couldn't help arching slightly, and his toes gripped the ground tightly.

After a while, those broken humming sounds kept ringing in Cang Ming's ears, and finally became hasty, flustered, and shouted.

The person in his arms was writhing uneasily, Cang Ming could only use more strength and will to suppress it until the other person gushed out.

Mo Yan began to quiet down, and Cang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

But when Mo Yan opened his eyes again after resting for a while, and entangled him again, Cang Ming's willpower had been completely exhausted.

Even if he closed his eyes, sealed off his five senses, and minimized all senses, he could hardly resist such a temptation.

Boom!Cang Ming felt something ringing in his heart, and he knew that it was the string that had been taut at last, unable to withstand such repeated rubbing and grinding, and broke.

Even though he didn't want to hurt Mo Yan, even though he didn't want to cause any trouble to Mo Yan at this time, Cang Ming still fell headfirst.

He pulled Mo Yan into the sea, hoping to use the cold sea water to lower the temperature of the two of them.

But what was waiting was the fiery kiss from the other party, and the legs entwined crazily.

The sea water around them was scorched white by the heat.

Cang Ming hugged Mo Yan tightly, lowered his head, and bit towards Mo Yan's neck.

He couldn't control himself anymore. In order to avoid more terrible things from happening, he could only choose the way that hurt Mo Yan the least.

The moment the blood entered Cang Ming's throat, he finally felt the feeling of blood boiling all over his body get better.

He hugged Mo Yan in his arms and reached out to help him relieve it.

He didn't dare to open his eyes, his five senses were closed by himself, but he couldn't help fantasizing in his heart.He tossed in the water with Mo Yan, only occasionally opening his eyes to check the state of the person in his arms.

Even the occasional gestures of Mo Yan that he saw when he opened his eyes were extremely terrifying tortures for Cang Ming.

He felt that he was deep in the double world of ice and fire, it was like purgatory!

This purgatory lasted for ten days before it ended.

Mo Yan exhausted all his strength, all the true yang accumulated over the years leaked out, and the last trace of mana was also exhausted, and he finally calmed down.

Cang Ming dragged Mo Yan to the shore, put his hand against the opponent's lower abdomen, and continuously transported the magic power refined by his own dragon god mentality to him.

Mo Yan in the illusion, overturned in the sea, finally met someone to help him, and he entangled with him for an unknown number of days until the effect of the medicine passed.

He still refused to admit defeat, he seemed to see his lower abdomen gradually swell, but at this moment, a strong force came from the lower abdomen, quickly filling his entire body.

That strength makes people feel extremely strong, and there seems to be a kind of omnipotent self-confidence mixed in it.

The bulging belly gradually disappeared, and the pervasive blue mist disappeared, and Mo Yan finally slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were still dazed, but they had returned to their normal color.

Black pupils, white eyes, looking at everything around.

I am on an unknown small island full of ice and snow, the moon is still shining in the sky, but it is not like the crescent moon a few days ago, but has become a disc.

Have you been in a coma for ten days?

Mo Yan silently counted the time in his heart, and at the same time, he felt someone wrap his arms around him.

When Mo Yan turned his head, he saw the man nestled in his neck. The corner of the man's mouth was still stained with blood. His resolute face looked extremely handsome, and he was looking at him with deep eyes.

"You... finally sober..." Cang Ming's voice was low and hoarse, and he could tell that Mo Yan's inner demons had been suppressed, so he let go of his five senses.

"En." Mo Yan responded softly, with a soft voice, as if a feather was stirring Cang Ming's heart, making the already hard and uncomfortable thing swell a circle.

Mo Yan had just woken up and hadn't noticed any abnormalities yet. He looked down Cang Ming's rigid chin, and saw the two of them hugging each other in a very ambiguous posture without a trace.

Mo Yan felt a little awkward, but as soon as he moved, he found something hot and hard, pressing against himself.

Not only that, the thing bounced in an instant and became even thicker.