Proud of the rivers and lakes

It was early morning at this time, and the sky had not yet brightened.

Bai Lianhua's hair was let loose, and the youthful face has not yet faded, but the outline has begun to take on an unparalleled elegance.

The boy's eyebrows are picturesque, and his eyes are filled with hazy mist.

"Master...brother..." he called softly impatiently.

A hand reached into his thin underwear, gently caressing his slightly straight thing.

Bai Lianhua took a breath, and involuntarily grasped the corner of Fu Jinghong's clothes with both hands.

Fu Jinghong slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and deliberately and slowly fondled Bai Lianhua's hand in his obscene trousers.

Bai Lianhua seemed unable to bear the long fondling, the corners of his eyes were a little red, he could only call his senior brother intermittently.

Fu Jinghong was still rubbing Bai Lianhua's objects very slowly, and seemed to be very receptive to Bai Lianhua's impatient expression.

In fact, Fu Jinghong was really useful... Thinking about how much he suffered for Bai Lianhua in his previous life, he felt so relieved right now.

Even though he knew that the Bai Lianhua in this life was no longer the Bai Lianhua in the previous life, there was still a lingering feeling in his heart... the sense of comfort after revenge.

Fu Jinghong's movements became slower and slower, as if he was doing something meticulously crafted.

Bai Lianhua couldn't get relief for a long time, the corners of his eyes were red, and the eyes were full of water.

"Brother... Hurry up..."

It seemed that he could not stand the torture anymore, Bai Lianhua bit his lower lip and said unbearably.

"Huh? Faster? How to be faster?" Fu Jinghong just didn't know, the movements of his hands were still slow and slight.

"Hurry up..." Bai Lianhua just repeated in a murmur, as if he didn't know how to hurry up.

Fu Jinghong felt that the hard object in his hand was getting stiffer and stiffer. Even though his movements were quite slow, the innocent young man seemed unable to bear much stimulation. Soon the object trembled, as if it was about to shoot.

Bai Lianhua's breathing became heavier and heavier, and he was about to go.

Fu Jinghong curled his lips slightly, and when the object was about to shoot, he suddenly flicked his fingers, which made the object soften in pain.

Unable to get relief and being hit with a snap of the fingers, Bai Lianhua's eyes turned red, feeling extremely wronged.

"Senior brother?" He could only look at his senior brother inexplicably wronged.

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly at his little brother, assumed the attitude of a brother, and said: "When doing this kind of thing, it must be like this, so as to train the tenacity of that thing."

Bai Lianhua looked blank, but thinking that this was what the elder brother said, there was nothing wrong with it, so he nodded blankly.

"Doing this kind of thing is like practicing martial arts. Haste makes waste. Only by constantly honing your mind and working your muscles and bones can you reach the realm that no one can achieve." Fu Jinghong turned serious and serious.

Bai Lianhua nodded blankly.

This time Fu Jinghong didn't directly put his hand into Bai Lianhua's obscene pants, but pressed gently there through Bai Lianhua's obscene pants.

Bai Lianhua took a quick breath, and opened his eyes to look at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong pressed again for a while, and slowly rubbed through the underwear.

Soon, the half-wet panties outlined the shape of Bai Lianhua's object.

The young man was sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was growing his body. Although Bai Lianhua's body outline had not lost the figure of a young man, the shape and length of the thing between his legs was already quite impressive.

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, he was only focused on torturing Bai Lianhua earlier, and didn't pay attention to these things, now that he looked carefully, he was a little... aggrieved.

Bai Lianhua didn't notice Fu Jinghong's endless thoughts, but under Fu Jinghong's teasing, he panted hurriedly, watching Fu Jinghong's eyes filled with the color of water. .

Fu Jinghong was indignant, suddenly increased the strength in his hand, and rubbed it quite vigorously.

Bai Lianhua gasped heavily, but the object became even harder.

Fu Jinghong stared at Bai Lianhua's face that was still between a teenager and a young man, and felt even more aggrieved.

He suddenly accelerated the speed of his subordinates, and Bai Lianhua's panting became faster and faster.

Suddenly, Fu Jinghong felt the object tremble, and Bai Lianhua's body also trembled.

Knowing that the time had come, he bent his fingers again and flicked hard.

Bai Lianhua became weak again, clutching his hands, and rolled into the quilt.

Fu Jinghong was in a good mood, lying on the bed, propping his chin, watching the boy bury himself in the quilt.

"It's only once or twice, and you can't take it anymore...it's hard to make a big deal in the future."

Fu Jinghong sighed earnestly.

It took a moment for Bai Lianhua to raise his face, revealing an aggrieved expression.

"But...it really hurts..."

"……feeling bad……"

Fu Jinghong said earnestly: "Those who have achieved great things in the past and present, who has not experienced a bit of bone-chilling before they can achieve great things?"

Bai Lianhua's expression flickered, he bit his lower lip, looked at Fu Jinghong and said, "...I, will I be like this from now on?"

Fu Jinghong nodded seriously.

"But it hurts...it's hard..." Bai Lianhua hesitated for a long time.

Fu Jinghong nodded solemnly, and he said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp the essentials once or twice, or you can demonstrate it to me again."

Bai Lianhua paused and nodded.

He glanced at Fu Jinghong hesitantly, then slowly put his hand into his underwear, and began to molest himself.

Seeing the person he once cared about molested himself in front of him, Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, but soon he came back to his senses.

Bai Lianhua seemed to deliberately imitate Fu Jinghong's slow movements, and the movements of his hands were also very slow.

He raised his chin slightly, revealing his slightly moving Adam's apple.

The boy's shoulders were still very weak and thin, and his underwear was half open, exposing his collarbone.

On the porcelain-like skin, there are two light red dots.

Fu Jinghong suddenly had a thought and moved over.

Bai Lianhua suddenly felt someone bite his chest lightly.

When he looked up, he saw Fu Jinghong lowered his head and lightly bit the red spot on his chest.

Bai Lianhua couldn't help but groaned softly, and the movements of his hands stopped.

Fu Jinghong bent his legs and rubbed between Bai Lianhua's slightly open legs.

Liquid slowly seeped from the top of Bai Lianhua's object, and even wet Fu Jinghong's pants.

Fu Jinghong smiled and quickened his movements.

Bai Lianhua was at the critical point, his eyes were moist, and his mind was also in chaos.

But Fu Jinghong suddenly stopped his movements. Bai Lianhua was in a daze, and he repeated the old trick again, folding his fingers together and flicking heavily between Bai Lianhua's legs.

Bai Lianhua fell limply to the ground again.

It was already bright outside the window.

Fu Jinghong took some time off to straighten out his clothes, which were a little messy but generally tidy.

"Brother is hungry, let's go first..."

He looked at the bed, Bai Lianhua buried himself in the quilt again, rolled into a ball.

Fu Jinghong curled his lips and closed the door from the outside.

Fu Jinghong stretched in a good mood, and walked slowly towards the hall.

The boy on the bed rolled himself into a ball aggrieved and rolled over.

Fu Jinghong took a few steps lazily, and suddenly heard a dispute not far away.

Without hesitation, he restrained his breath and moved forward.

The two parties in the dispute are exactly Wen Ruyu and Tao Zhihua.

And beside Wen Ruyu, stood Murong Wu.

Fu Jinghong faintly felt that this scene seemed familiar.

He touched his chin.

"What do you like about such a woman?"

Tao Zhihua had a pair of peach blossom eyes, slightly raised due to slight anger.

Wen Ruyu just had a gentle look on her face and said nothing.

Murong Wu's pretty face turned red with anger.

"In terms of martial arts, it's not as good as one-tenth of me... In terms of appearance, it's only mediocre, not as good as one-thousandth of me."

Tao Zhihua reached out and stroked the hair hanging on his chest, and said mockingly.

Murong Wu's apricot brows stood upright, and said: "Hmph, you're not ashamed to speak out!"

"Then why don't we compete?" Tao Zhihua's eyes showed disdain.

"Compare!" Murong Wu snorted coldly.

Tao Zhihua sneered, shook his hands, a nine-foot soft leather whip flew out of the air, and waved it towards Murong Wu without hesitation.

After Murong Wu was startled, she also used her weapon - it turned out to be a whip.

The two whips got tangled together.

Fu Jinghong walked slowly towards Wen Ruyu who was standing aside, and said with a teasing smile, "Brother Wen is so lucky to have two beauties competing for you..."

Wen Ruyu stared at Fu Jinghong who walked out suddenly, and was stunned.

He fixedly stared at Fu Jinghong for a long time.

Fu Jinghong didn't hide, and looked at Wen Ruyu with a smile.

Wen Ruyu's expression was complicated, and she said in a low and calm tone: "...No."

"It's not what?" Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, looked at the two red figures, and said, "If you're not sure which one you want, you might as well ask for both together, and just get E Huang Nv Ying."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful to sit back and enjoy the blessings of all people at that time?" He looked back at Wen Ruyu, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Wen Ruyu just had a gentle look on her face and said nothing.

Murong Wu's pretty face turned red with anger.

"In terms of martial arts, it's not as good as one-tenth of me... In terms of appearance, it's only mediocre, not as good as one-thousandth of me."

Tao Zhihua reached out and stroked the hair hanging on his chest, and said mockingly.

Murong Wu's apricot brows stood upright, and said: "Hmph, you're not ashamed to speak out!"

"Then why don't we compete?" Tao Zhihua's eyes showed disdain.

"Compare!" Murong Wu snorted coldly.

Tao Zhihua sneered, shook his hands, a nine-foot soft leather whip flew out of the air, and waved it towards Murong Wu without hesitation.

After Murong Wu was startled, she also used her weapon - it turned out to be a whip.

The two whips got tangled together.

Fu Jinghong walked slowly towards Wen Ruyu who was standing aside, and said with a teasing smile, "Brother Wen is so lucky to have two beauties competing for you..."

Wen Ruyu stared at Fu Jinghong who walked out suddenly, and was stunned.

He fixedly stared at Fu Jinghong for a long time.

Fu Jinghong didn't hide, and looked at Wen Ruyu with a smile.

Wen Ruyu's expression was complicated, and she said in a low and calm tone: "...No."

"It's not what?" Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows, looked at the two red figures, and said, "If you're not sure which one you want, you might as well ask for both together, and just get E Huang Nv Ying."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful to sit back and enjoy the blessings of all people at that time?" He looked back at Wen Ruyu, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Wen Ruyu lowered her head, her expression blurred.

"Wen... only wants to win the hearts of one person in this life."

"Oh? Brother Wen, what did you just say? The wind is too strong, I can't hear clearly..." Fu Jinghong was stunned.

Wen Ruyu shook her head, raised her head, her face was still gentle.

"I'll stop them..." He glanced at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong smiled and said, "I'm watching."

Wen Ruyu looked at Fu Jinghong's smile for a long time, and felt that Fu Jinghong was a little uncomfortable. Just when he wanted to ask what's wrong, Wen Ruyu turned around and walked straight towards the entangled two parties.

In fact, the battle situation is already clear at this time, Tao Zhihua's whip technique is indeed better than Murong Wu's, and Murong Wu is only a woman after all, and her strength is also weaker than Tao Zhihua's. Looking at Murong Wu's face and swung it, Wen Ruyu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the end of Tao Zhihua's whip.

Fu Jinghong was stunned for a moment, and he never thought that Wen Ruyu would dare to reach out to grab the whip that was dancing vigorously without any hindrance, and he was not afraid of being whipped to pieces.

However, this is enough to show Wen Ruyu's deep inner strength.

Tao Zhihua was taken aback for a moment, but at this moment Murong Wu swung the whip back, towards Tao Zhihua.

Wen Ruyu's hands were sharp, and her other hand quickly grabbed the body of the whip in Murong Wu's hand.

With his own strength, the two people who were fighting fiercely just now were stopped abruptly.

Fu Jinghong secretly sighed in his heart, Wen Ruyu really deserves to be the future leader of martial arts...

At this moment, Wen Ruyu was holding the two whips with both hands, but her expression was still gentle, as if she had just stifled the murderous intent of the two of them, and it was just a trivial matter after dinner.

Wen Ruyu's indifferent expression made his facial features more and more warm as jade.

Dressed in white, he outlined his dusty temperament.

Fu Jinghong looked at Wen Ruyu, and suddenly felt a little dazed.