Return to the Fairyland

Cang Ming tightened his grip on Mo Yan, his eyes were still dark, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Don't move... I don't want to hurt you anymore..."

Only then did Mo Yan feel some pain in his neck, and he reached out to touch his neck, where the scar hadn't healed yet.At the same time, he felt astonished that he was so weak for the first time.

"What happened?" Mo Yan asked.

Cang Ming hugged Mo Yan from behind, sat motionless on the spot, the hot air that spewed out almost burned the skin of the other's neck: "Don't you remember?"

Mo Yan frowned slightly, and after a while, he remembered everything in the illusion.

Cang Ming came out from the sleeve, and he was filled with blue mist, and fell into an illusion in it, struggling and sinking.

When the madness reached the extreme, that familiar face, trembling upside down, and the deep kiss that made the face feverish.

He thought it was a dream, a hallucination, sometimes people, sometimes dragons, which made him unable to distinguish the difference between hallucinations and reality.

But now, he was sitting naked in the arms of the other party, and the hot thing of the other party was still pressing against his back.

Mo Yan's mind was clear, and he understood what happened in the blink of an eye.

The slight tingling sensation on his neck, as well as the powerlessness of bleeding all over his body, clearly told him one thing.

Tangled with him in the illusion, and helped him relieve time and time again. The man who drank his blood when he was unbearably depressed was Cang Ming!That's not an illusion, that's... what happened in the past ten days.

Mo Yan raised his eyes and looked at Cang Ming, the other party's eyes were still dark, his desire to forget had been relieved many times, but the other party's was not relieved in any way.

Although he felt a little ashamed, Mo Yan still grasped the thing that had been poking behind him with his hand based on the idea of ​​coming and going.

His voice was a little trembling, and he felt that his face was about to be burned to death. He didn't dare to look at him, but just lowered his head and whispered: "Thank you... for saving me again... I... I know you are probably very I'm sorry...I'll help you."

Cang Ming let out a muffled groan, even if he had earth-shaking power, he still hadn't parted halfway to pull Mo Yan's hand away at this moment.

When Mo Yan held onto the hard object that had persisted for ten days, Cang Ming turned over and pressed it under his body.

"It's dangerous for you to do this..." Cang Ming's voice was low, "I can't help wanting you..."

Mo Yan stared at him blankly, and after a while, he nodded slightly: "I like you."

Cang Ming was taken aback: "What?"

Mo Yan's face was a little hot. He leaned forward and kissed the other person's lips. His voice was vague: "You asked me about that day, and now I can answer you. I like you...I have always...like you"

Cang Ming turned sideways, leaning against Mo Yan, his face was very close, so close that he could feel the other person's breath, the breath intertwined in the ice and snow, very warm.

Cang Ming looked at Mo Yan for a while, then lowered his head slightly, and kissed his lips.

Completely different from the usual stormy abuse, this kiss was very gentle and more lingering. Mo Yan could feel Cang Ming's thing pressing against him all the time, and at the same time, he also felt that his thing was hardening.

Cang Ming lightly licked, sucked, and kissed him carefully, as if he was a fragile treasure.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand and put his arms around Cang Ming's neck, his heart fluttered like never before, surrounded Mo Yan, he felt dizzy for a while.

Lips parted, Cang Ming stretched out his hand to hug Mo Yan's waist, with a slight effort, the two of them stuck together without reservation.

"I love you!" Cang Ming whispered, rubbed his nose against Mo Yan's, and kissed him frantically.

In an instant, that unprecedented sense of happiness flooded up from the bottom of Mo Yan's heart. He hugged her back tightly, and he felt Cang Ming's hard object gently rubbing against him. Every time he rubbed against him, there was a feeling of An indescribable sense of trembling went from the bottom of his heart to his toes.

Mo Yan inserted his hand into the hair of the man on his body. The hair was a little rough, and when touched in the palm of his hand, there was a throbbing from the bottom of his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly, ready for everything.

But the thing that made him a little scared never happened. Cang Ming just hugged him and kissed him, holding their things with his big hands, and moving them up and down.

This is the intimacy and closeness that the two of them have done before, without the slightest barrier between them.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and asked in a low voice, "Why..."

Why have you endured it for such a long time, and the person in your arms no longer resists, why didn't you...

Cang Ming didn't speak, but panted in a low voice, and turned slightly sideways to make room for his hands to slide up and down more smoothly.

Mo Yan didn't ask any more, all his senses were focused on the thing being held.

The lower bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, the blue veins ran over each other's sensitive places, and finally they ejaculated together.

Belly and buttocks were covered with white mucus, Cang Ming pressed on Mo Yan, gasping for breath.

Mo Yan stretched out his arms to hug him and kissed him repeatedly.

Until Cang Ming pulled him away, his voice was a bit dull: "I can't hold it in for too long. Before you woke up, you drank your blood, so you were able to control it just now."

Mo Yan felt a little ashamed. This scene seemed to be asking for it on his own initiative.

He turned around, took two steps, and slowly immersed his body in the sea. The cold sea water quickly cooled his body, but the base of his neck was still red.

Cang Ming sat on the shore behind him and watched him, until he felt his breathing was stable, then slowly walked over, entered the sea, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms.

"It's not what you think..." Cang Ming explained in a low voice, "I am a dragon, the Dragon God."

Mo Yan turned his head, revealing a puzzled look.

Cang Ming pressed his head against Mo Yan's words: "It takes ten years for an ordinary giant dragon to be in love. Once I do it, I can't stop for a hundred years."

Mo Yan was very surprised, this was the first time he had heard of it, but... he didn't know much about Cang Ming's body.

Mo Yan whispered: "So it's like this... I only know that dragons are inherently obscene, and I thought... I thought you had no interest in me." After saying these words, Mo Yan's neck was already as red as a boiled shrimp , he didn't know why he would say such unspeakable words.

Maybe it's because the feeling of being crushed by him and lovingly kissed deeply just now is too sinking, so I want more.

Cang Ming tightened his arms, and wrapped the person in his arms around his chest: "I want to be with you for 100 years...even 1000 years. It's just that your current cultivation level can't afford me to end up in chaos. nonsense."

Mo Yan looked at Cang Ming strangely.

Cang Ming's face was also a little red, but it wasn't too obvious: "The dragon will reach its peak after ten times of venting. At that time, he will show his real body, the last blow, until he falls into the final chaos. I have seen Many dragons chose the wrong mating partner, lost their sanity at the last moment, and tore their lover's belly. I have also seen those who were tortured to death... I just don't want to hurt you... With your current cultivation base, Can't stop me from going crazy at the end."

He lowered his head slightly and kissed him, as tender as the silk wrapped around his fingertips: "I love you, I don't want to lose you...so I'm willing to wait, willing...to the day you can bear it."

Mo Yan kissed him back, and suddenly remembered all kinds of past lives.

In the deep sea, Cang Ming lingered with him for several months, but only ejaculated once, so that he could be sent back in a coma.

Are you afraid that you don't want to hurt yourself?

And in the subsequent changes, he never showed up. Was it the same as what he encountered in the cave last time, did he find a place to suppress himself?

It takes a hundred years for the dragon to fall in love. After a hundred years, Mo Yan talked with the wheel above the sky, and saw a giant dragon slowly rising from the sea, reversing the world, blood sacrifice 10 years of cultivation, in exchange for rebirth from the ashes.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand suddenly, and hugged Cang Ming tightly. He used to feel that his previous life had nothing and was miserable.

But now, he knows, he still has him!

Whether it's the misery of the past life or the rebirth of this life, he always has him.

Affection here is hard to repay in a lifetime.

Mo Yan untied the last knot in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Yue Xia's resolute and handsome face. There was infinite warmth in his blood-colored eyes.

He couldn't help kissing him gently, and murmured in a low voice: "God knows when I will be able to achieve that kind of cultivation, and can withstand your madness...you..."

Cang Ming smiled slightly, with a gentle voice: "Then wait for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, what's the point? Anyway, I live forever, time means nothing to me."

Mo Yan smiled, but for some reason, he felt a surge in his heart.

He suddenly threw Cang Ming and plunged into the sea, and when he was sitting on the bottom of the sea, he couldn't control himself from crying.

He has also heard those vows that are dry and rocky, and he has heard love words that are a hundred times more beautiful than this.But I have never felt so moved and relieved as I am now.

Because he knew that what Cang Ming said was true.

He can say it, he can do it, and he can even do it better.

What a blessing in this life to have someone who loves you wholeheartedly like this, there is nothing else I can ask for.

Mo Yan sat on the bottom of the sea, hugging his knees with his arms, like a child, couldn't help crying.

A black dragon dived from the sea and formed a circle with its body, enclosing him in the center.

The black dragon curled up slightly, using the scales on his body to gently rub against his sweetheart who was sad for some reason.

He just stayed by his side all the time like this, without talking or making noise, just staying quietly by his side when he needed it.

When the sun's rays hit the bottom of the sea, Mo Yan slowly stood up from the bottom of the sea, and Cang Ming hung Mo Yan's universe bag on his corner without losing the opportunity, and moved it in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yan couldn't help laughing again. He put away his Qiankun bag, leaned his whole body on the black dragon, hugged its neck, and whispered his name: "Cang Ming... Cang Ming... ..."

Cang Ming circled his tail and surfaced with ink words. The two of them swam in the sea. The blue water was calm, the white ice floes slowly passed by, and the sky was unprecedentedly high.

"Mo Yan, you were bewitched by the mirage, what did you see?" Cang Ming asked.

Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, then said slowly, "I saw a big enemy."