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Clasping fists and clasping hands, "My lord, as the saying goes, family ugliness should not be publicized. In the opinion of ordinary people, it's better to go back to each room and train each son separately."

Master Tong's words are within the range of even Duan Junheng being driven away.

And upon hearing Master Tong's words, Tong Xin immediately knew that his father hadn't given up on persuading him, "Father, beating a little mandarin duck with a club is going to be soaked in a pig cage."

Several people:"……"

Tong Xin hurriedly said again: "And you have already accepted my broken sleeve just now."

Master Tong stared, "When did I say that I accepted it?"

Tong Xin imitated Master Tong's tone: "It's all right if you cut off your sleeve, or accept it?"

"..." Master Tong seems to have said such a sentence, but he absolutely does not admit it, "Did I say this? Why don't I remember?"

Tong Xin persuaded: "Father, you should not pick up your son's ignorance, it's bad influence."

Master Tong: "..."

other people:"……"

75. Invincible Godly Attack ([-])

In this dim moonlight, shadows of trees whirling, night breeze, and stars, everything is quiet except for the occasional sound of insects in the grass in the courtyard.

The night is like a net covering everything in it, only Tong Xin and Duan Junheng's wing room still has an oil lamp lit, and they are sitting by the oil lamp alone.

All of a sudden, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Duan Junheng watched the heavy object get up from the ground, babbled and fell asleep on the bed again.

Duan Junheng looked at the Tong family father and son who were doves occupying the magpie's nest, dumbfounded.

In order to prevent Duan Junheng from making a move in the middle of the night, Tong Xin was arranged to sleep in the innermost part, Master Tong slept in the middle, and Tong Liang slept beside the bed.

And the heavy object that fell to the ground just now was Tong Liang who was kicked out of bed because of Master Tong's "elegant" sleeping posture.

Although Tong Xin slept on the innermost side, there was no danger of being kicked out of the bed, but thanks to Master Tong's sleeping position, he had already been pushed almost into the wall.

At this time, the sound of a watchman came from the street.

Duan Junheng's body, which was a little stiff after sitting down, said softly: "It's already the second watch, your father is fast asleep, can he rescue you?"

Tong Xin's muffled voice came from the wall, "Not yet, my father hasn't played chess yet."

Duan Junheng was stunned, "Don't tell me, your father will sleepwalk and play chess in the middle of the night."

"That's not true," Tong Xin pulled his face off the wall, "it's just talking in sleep."

As soon as Tong Xin finished speaking, he heard Master Tong closing his eyes and suddenly laughing, "General."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin said: "Scholar."

Master Tong ground his teeth, "Then I'll get off the horse."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin continued: "Be handsome."

Master Tong said very proudly: "I will sink the cannon and then go on to the general, and I will do it later."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin said: "It's amazing, it looks like I'm fishing for the moon in the sea."

"..."

Duan Junheng is confused, fishing for the moon in the sea?A new chess game?

Master Tong chuckled again, "Then I'll bloom."

Duan Junheng frowned, "...Understood."

Tong Xin hurriedly said: "It's amazing, you won."

"Haha." Master Tong laughed twice, turned over and kicked Tong Liang off the bed again, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xinteng jumped up from the bed and rushed towards Duan Junheng, "Brother."

Duan Junheng reached out and hugged him.

Tong Liang sat up from the ground in a daze, touched the bump on his forehead that had just been knocked out, and then looked at the two who seemed to be reunited after a long absence, hugging each other tiredly, "Daddy is fast asleep."

Tong Xin took a moment to look up from Duan Junheng's neck, "Yes."

Tong Liang scratched his head, "Then I'll go back to my room and sleep."

Tong Xin waved his hand, "Go, go."

Duan Junheng rubbed Tong Xin's face with the tip of his nose. Although it was not obvious, Tong Xin could still feel that Duan Junheng's breathing seemed to be a little restrained, and he was vaguely uneasy.

"Xin, if your father opposes us so much, your mother may also..." Duan Junheng's tone was very flat, but in his heart it seemed that only he knew what his tone was.

Tong Xin held Duan Junheng's face in his hands, and the two looked at each other, not giving him a chance to escape, "My mother is a strange woman, she always has a novel view of the world that is different from the world, or it is more appropriate to describe it as shocking." Right. As for attacking and receiving, and both attacking and receiving, my mother taught me."

"..."

Duan Junheng kissed Tong Xin's lips lightly, and said still uneasy: "There are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the greatest. If you and I are together, we will cut off the incense of your lineage."

Tong Xin chuckled, "My mother won't care, she will say that the Tong family is not short of my incense, even if there is no brother, there is still Liangliang without me."

"But your father..."

"Don't worry, my father has my mother to treat him."

At this time, Master Tong turned over and mumbled in his sleep, "Unless... from my... dead... body... across..."

Duan Junheng: "..."

Tong Xin: "..."

Duan Junheng put one arm under Tong Xin's buttocks like he was holding a child, opened the door, went out and turned left, towards the wing that was originally assigned to Master Tong.

As soon as the door closed after entering the room, Duan Junheng couldn't wait to tear off Tong Xin's clothes with his mouth and hands.

Duan Junheng desperately needed a close physical fit to calm the anxiety in his heart.

Tong Xin understands his mood, a mood that urgently needs to be appeased and approved by his lover, so Tong Xin tore Duan Junheng's clothes more wildly than Duan Junheng.

When there is no barrier of clothing between the two, breathing, heartbeat, and body temperature are transmitted to each other without any scruples.

Duan Junheng swept Tong Xin's mouth crazily, staining every inch of Tong Xin's mouth with his taste, until Tong Xin's lips and tongue were no longer able to entangle with him, then he exited the warm space and walked along Tong Xin's mouth. The corners of his mouth were kissed all the way to his ears.

Duan Junheng's snort was accompanied by the noise of his ears being licked. Tong Xin was completely immersed in the feeling Duan Junheng gave him, and his whole body was weak. He tried to hold Duan Junheng tighter but in vain, he could only groan.

The body was gently caressed by Duan Junheng's slightly rough fingers, if there was nothing there, Tong Xin was so excited that he moaned more and more.

Tong Xin now feels like he is floating in the water, ups and downs, eager to grab something, and finally when Duan Junheng licked and sucked his chest, he finally found something that he could grasp firmly with one hand.

It was just the firm grasp that made Duan Junheng, who was buried in his chest, let out a low and deep growl like a beast, which seemed to be a warning or a groan lingering in his throat.

Tong Xin fiddled with it, and felt that the thing that could be grasped by one hand became more and more stiff and hot, trembling slightly in Tong Xin's hand.

Duan Junheng moved his waist and hips a little, so that Tong Xin could grasp Ke Ke with one hand and insert it into Tong Xin's palm.

Tong Xin understood, struggled out of Duan Junheng's embrace, squatted down, and contained it with his mouth.

Immediately, the warmth from Tong Xin's mouth slowly brought Duan Junheng to the world of bliss bit by bit.

Gasps mixed with licking and sucking sounds...

Duan Junheng closed his eyes and focused all his senses on that contained place.

A deep puncture, feeling the tip being rubbed against the throat, bursts of indescribable comfort came, Duan Junheng subconsciously tightened his waist and buttocks, as if he wanted to clamp tightly to retain the pleasure, but was finally withdrawn .

The tip was rubbed against the slightly rough surface of the tongue, and Duan Junheng didn't have time to spit out the moan, followed by being sucked hard, and the tip was licked in all directions.

For a moment, Duan Junheng almost couldn't help wanting to spew out, but luckily he stopped it in time.

But Duan Junheng couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed Tong Xin who was kneeling in front of him, and pressed him on the round table, making Tong Xin's buttocks stand up high.

Looking at the two white petals, several squeezed red marks intertwine and extend to the gap between the two mounds.

Duan Junheng wished he could enter the crack immediately, feeling the wrapping and wriggling of Tong Xin's body.

Fortunately, cherishing Tong Xin's heart did not turn Duan Junheng into an unscrupulous beast. Duan Junheng still remembered that if such a reckless intrusion occurred, Tong Xin would be injured.

Tong Xin handed to Duan Junheng the small celadon bottle that they took out of their clothes all over the place.

Duan Junheng hurriedly opened the bottle, and the lubricated and clear liquid in the bottle was between his fingers.

One finger, two fingers, three fingers, although they are in a hurry and not delicate enough, they are always expanded.

Duan Junheng couldn't bear it any longer, and squeezed into the crack as he wished, holding on to the clone that was already as hard as iron.

They also haven't been intimate for some time, after all Tong Xin's tolerance is limited after all.

The tearing pain came, and Xiaoya, who was originally energetic under Tong Xin's body, slowly lost her spirit and hung down by the table.

But Tong Xin knew that Duan Junheng was in urgent need of comfort, so he didn't make any sound.

"Hiss... oh..." Duan Junheng sighed contentedly.

After a short pause, Duan Junheng began to stretch his waist and abdomen.

At first, it was only withdrawn slowly, then slowly entered, so that Tong Xin could clearly feel the passive blooming body and the fullness of the body.

There is no longer only pain in the torn place, but the tingling pleasure seems to be accumulative, gathering, letting go, and climbing bit by bit...

Xiaoya regained her spirits again.

Just as Tong Xin was looking forward to the more erotic pleasure, Duan Junheng suddenly withdrew.

Tong Xin looked back at Duan Junheng with desire and dissatisfaction.

Duan Junheng smiled and turned Tong Xin over, let Tong Xin lie on his back on the round table with his legs wide open, aiming at the tenderness that has been swallowing and contracting several times, and went deep again.

"Aha..." The two groaned at the same time.

Duan Junheng knew that he didn't need to be patient anymore, he held Tong Xin's waist with one hand, and grabbed the small bud between Tong Xin's legs with the other, and moved quickly.

Tong Xin didn't even remember how many positions he had changed.