Song Qingshu's journey of resistance

A group of people gather in the same room, no matter how big the room is, it will be narrow and crowded, looking at the men who have nothing but Qingshu in their eyes, Zhang Sanfeng secretly sighed and greeted several disciples Step back, here, they don't need to intervene, and they have nothing to intervene, it's just...

Looking back at Yu Daiyan and Mo Shenggu who were standing on the bed, San'er loves Qingshu, he knows, why Xiaoqi also... and Xiaoliu... frowned and walked out, it seems that they have to find a time to talk to Qingshu These disciples had a good talk.

"Zhang Wuji, come and see how Qingshu is doing." Lifting the young man who was standing behind others and trying to squeeze in to the bed, Qiao Feng and Duan Yanqing stood side by side on the left and right, and frowned deeply at the same time .

What Qing Shu said in the hall just now was very strange, what do you mean 'I don't want to forget you? 'What is 'I didn't mean not to come back? 'Forget, this is a very crucial word, think about Qingshu from the moment he appeared to before he fainted, he seemed to run away as soon as he saw them, and he didn't have any joy of reunion after a long absence, then... want to look at each other, Duan Yanqing and Qiao Feng gritted their teeth together.

Damn, it must be the fault of the gods again!

"Senior Brother's hands are so cold." Carefully squatting beside the bed, Zhang Wuji just touched Song Qingshu's veins with his fingers, Zhang Wuji couldn't help shivering subconsciously, how could Senior Brother's hands be so cold?It's so cold that there is no temperature at all, like... a dead person, thinking of the sudden shock at this time, taking a deep breath to stabilize the mind, thinking silently, maybe the senior brother is just too tired, maybe the senior brother is just not feeling well , it’s okay, it’s okay, but when the answer under his finger really appeared in front of his eyes, the blood color faded from Zhang Wuji’s face almost instantly, “No...impossible...how is it possible? Wrong, I must have touched it. wrong."

"Zhang Wuji, what's wrong with Qing Shu?" He was already worried about Qing Shu's health, but when he heard Zhang Wuji's tone was wrong, the men immediately panicked. Could it be... Qing Shu's health is not good?

Having no time to answer other people's questions, Zhang Wuji suppressed his panic and touched Song Qingshu's pulse again. The answer was the same...

I don't believe it, even if I beat him to death, Zhang Wuji gritted his teeth and put his hand on Song Qingshu's chest... The palm was cold and there was no ups and downs... This result completely defeated all Zhang Wuji's strength, he was like a helpless He raised his head with red eyes like a child's, "Why doesn't senior brother have a pulse? Why doesn't senior brother even have a heartbeat? His hands are so cold, I can't detect a trace of temperature at all. Is it my fault? Senior brother just returned Talking to me, being able to talk proves that he is alive, and how can a living person not have a heartbeat? So, I..." I grabbed my hair with both hands and pulled it hard, flustered and confused, he wanted to say something To prove my point of view, but why does the heart become more and more flustered?

"No...heartbeat?" Yu Daiyan pushed Zhang Wuji away violently, as if someone had punched him hard in the chest, and touched Song Qingshu's chest with his palm, and Yu Daiyan froze the next moment, "Qingshu..." hoarse With a low voice, he firmly grasped Song Qingshu's skirt with his fingertips. If this person is really dead, then he will definitely not live alone!

Joy to the extreme and sorrow to the extreme, this is the portrayal of the mood of all the men in the room today, one moment they were still cheering for seeing their beloved, but the next moment, their hearts fell to the bottom.

How can I accept that the person I have been thinking about, looking forward to, and loving with all my heart, is... dead!Even though this person was still talking just now, even though this person was still alive and kicking not long ago, but look at him at this time, his face is pale and his lips are white, he has no pulse and no breathing, these are the characteristics that only the dead have, not the living. human.

Mo Shenggu, who staggered back with a 'boom', accidentally kicked over a chair beside him. The piercing sound could not wake up everyone's sorrowful hearts. He turned around, and couldn't bear to look at the boy on the bed anymore. The boy's lifeless appearance would grab him Heart hurts, go, I have to go, maybe my heart won't hurt like this after leaving here?Blinking his eyes in a daze, Mo Shenggu almost ran out of the house.

At the same moment when Mo Shenggu left, Yin Liting, who had been watching him from the beginning to the end, also chased him out without hesitation. Alas, when the love is strong, his heart is like iron, and when the love is weak, he is as gentle as water. Yin Liting, why bother? ?Why bother?Why bother!Why bother!

Everyone is stuck in their own world, dazed, helpless, sad, reminiscing, Duan Yanqing is like this, Duan Yu is like this, Qiao Feng is like this, Yu Daiyan is like this, Wei Yixiao is like this, except for a few men who are not present , all these men who loved Song Qingshu deeply lost their minds.

Their hearts are lost, and the person who carried the love is gone. After the grief reaches the limit, their minds are empty, they don’t know how to cry, and they don’t know where they are. inevitable!

Uh~ Of course, such a necessity will never have a chance to appear, because Comrade Song woke up.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the bed and touching your chin, what happened to your lovers?Why is it like a wooden stake that doesn't move a bit?Is this the new popular game this year?Even if you play deep, you don’t play like this, do you?Look at that pale face, he can compete with the dead.

Unable to resist poking the one closest to him with his finger, Song Qingshu pulled Wei Yixiao's neck and asked softly, "Hey Uncle Xiao, what's wrong with them?"

Blink, blink again, when he was sure that he was not dreaming, Wei Yixiao almost exhausted all his strength and hugged Song Qingshu tightly, "Qingshu, my Qingshu, I knew you would not die, How could you die, how could you die..." What is crying with joy?Wei Yixiao understood this time, deeply understood.

die?When did I die? "Uncle Xiao, what are you talking about?" Why can't he understand?

"Qing Shu!" Wei Yixiao snatched the young man who was still in Mo Mingsuo from his arms, Yu Daiyan eagerly embraced him, touched him and finally kissed him, and only in this way, he could be sure that Qing Shu was alive.

'Hmm~' Mother, Yan is too enthusiastic, being forced down on the bed and unable to move at all, Song Qingshu carefully glanced at the expression of his eldest wife, God, Yan would not want to perform a home run in public, would he?When did rocks become so open? 'Hmm~~' Damn it, who broke his gentle and lovely Yan~~~~

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" Shouting, he flew up and pressed heavily on the panting young man who was being kissed on the bed. Zhang Wuji hugged and kissed Song Qingshu excitedly. .

"Stop!" With a loud roar that shocked the other men who were also about to rush forward, Song Qingshu swallowed dryly, "Well... I know I'm coming back late, but... you don't need to do this Enthusiasm?" Enthusiasm would burn him out.

"You think we are too enthusiastic? Who asked you to pretend to be dead? Don't scare us, will we lose our composure?!" The group roared, even Duan Yu, who has always been good-tempered and was beaten to death by Song Qingshu, didn't give Song Qingshu a good face. Needless to say.

"Playing dead? How could I!" Protested, I just woke up, when did I pretend to be dead to scare them?

"How dare you say no, you touch your chest, your heart is not beating yet." Thinking that Qing Shu was still joking with them, the faces of the men darkened a bit, how could Qing Shu scare them with such a method ?Doesn't he know that to them, nothing is as important as Qing Shu's life? !

"Heartbeat?" Dumbly touched his chest, "Ah~~~" screamed and jumped up, "It's over, it's over, I don't have a heartbeat, am I going to die? Woo~~Yan, Qing, laugh uncle, help me~ ~~" His hands and feet were wrapped around the two closest lovers, Song Qingshu clung to them like a koala and couldn't pull them off.

Mo~ It seems that my little lover doesn't know his situation, so it's strange, there is no pulse or heartbeat, how did Qingshu survive?

Half an hour later, Zhang Sanfeng's residence in Wudang Inner Court.

"It's strange. I can walk around freely without a heartbeat. What kind of disease is this? I've never heard of it." Zhang Sanfeng, who had seen a lot and thought he had seen a lot of strange things, was confused.

"Even Master can't answer?" Song Yuanqiao, the most worried father in this century, touched his baby's cold palm, almost crying.

Think it was easy for him to raise his son?It's all right for this son to be careless when he falls in love. Anyway, the master and the old man have promised that he has nothing to say, but why does he even live in a weird way?First he disappeared and then became a 'living dead'. This little life is making such a fuss, should we let him live in peace?

The sound of biting an apple did not resist the temptation of the shiny fruits. After swallowing dozens of times, Song Qingshu stretched his sinful claws towards the ruddy apples, and then saw the plates on the table. The fruit entered Song Qingshu's small stomach in an instant, and he licked his lips with unsatisfied desire, um...not full...

"Senior brother, it's not good to eat so much fruit before meals, you won't be able to eat." Zhang Wuji, who squeezed and squeezed everyone out, was sitting on Song Qingshu's right hand, holding the other hand of his senior brother openly. hand, Zhang Wuji was full of worry.

Senior brother already ate three plates of fruit, won't he make it through?

"But I'm still hungry." He lowered his head in embarrassment. He also knew that he ate a little too much, but he couldn't help it if he kept shouting hungry.

"Qing Shu, do you eat like this all the time?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but become curious. This way of eating, let alone a human, is a pig cough cough ~ it won't stop talking all the time, right?

'唰唰唰唰' looked over with pairs of eyes, some were worried, some were anxious, and some were shocked. They stared at the one who was shocked at the end, Duan boy, why are you shocked when you eat some fruit, young master?Looking for death? !Then ignoring the young man who was being stared at and laughed carefully, Song Qingshu turned to Zhang Sanfeng and said with an embarrassed smile, "It seems so, I don't know what's going on, I've been able to eat since I came back."

"Does this have something to do with your body?" The question became more and more difficult to understand, touching his white beard, Zhang Sanfeng was troubled, in fact, not only Zhang Sanfeng was troubled, everyone was troubled, except Song Qingshu.

Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn away again, Song Qingshu, with a growling stomach, set his sights on the plate of snacks farthest away from him, drooling, it must be delicious, oh~ the scent of pastries is seducing him , the appearance of the pastry seduced him, he couldn't help it anymore, he pulled out his held hand little by little, Song Qingshu moved his fingers straight to the pastry plate.

got it!Smiling excitedly, the oily little pancakes are simply too cute~~

"Blue Book!"

Shouting 'Boom', Song Qingshu's fingers trembled in surprise, and the plate fell to the ground, watching with teary eyes the pieces of cakes turned into briquettes, his heart ached~~~~

"How are you, Qing Shu? Why are you so careless, you..."

Yaya was furious, if this person hadn't yelled flatly, would he have been unable to hold the plate and 'fly' the pastry?If you offend someone, you come to show your courtesy again, Duan Yanqing, don't think you are the boss so you dare not resist! "Duan Yanqing, you..."

"Don't move!" Another low shout, squatting down with a slightly pale face, Duan Yanqing held Song Qingshu's feet in pain and asked, "Does it hurt?"

ah?What hurts?Following Duan Yanqing's gaze, he looked down... "Ah~~ Why is there a knife on my foot?" The knife... the knife actually got stuck in his foot, and the most terrifying thing was that he didn't have a knife at all. Feel no pain.

"Don't mess with Qingshu, be careful of bleeding." Holding Song Qingshu's waist tightly, Yu Daiyan didn't care whether he was in front of the master, and locked the boy in his arms, not wanting to hurt his beloved any more.

"Is this knife fake?" Otherwise, how could I not feel pain?Breaking away from Yu Daiyan's embrace and bending down, holding the handle of the knife, he pulled out the blade amidst the exclamations of everyone, and with the gleaming light, the fruit knife completely escaped from the sole of the foot, Song Qingshu was dead.

This is a real knife!

Song Qingshu couldn't hear the chatter of everyone beside his ears. He had no body temperature, no heartbeat, and he didn't even feel pain when a knife was inserted into his body. What's going on?I don't want to be a monster~~~~

"No blood." Duan Yanqing, who squatted on the ground and studied for a long time, said.

"There is no trace of a wound on the foot." Zhang Wuji gave the result of the inspection in a daze.

"Do you want to try again?"

'Ow~' A certain person who made an excessive request was knocked into the air by several people.

"Qingshu." Qiao Feng put his hands on Song Qingshu's shoulders, "Tell me how you got back, maybe there will be an answer." This is the only clue that can be sought.

"I... came back after falling off the cliff." Could it be that he really died?Song Qingshu was sad.

Everyone was silent, and came back after falling off the cliff, but Qing Shu didn't see any wounds on his body. Looking at the fruit knife that fell on the ground and Qing Shu accidentally stepped into his feet, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and Duan Yu was startled. He shouted: "Could it be that what Qing Shu came back was not his body but his soul?" As if afraid that everyone would not believe him, Duan Yu hurriedly bent over and lifted Song Qingshu's foot, "Look, just now the knife was stuck in the sole of his foot. It's on the sole of Qing Shu's foot, but if you look at this shoe, there isn't a single hole."

He is a Buddhist. There has always been a theory of the soul in Buddhism. The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is. In the end, Duan Yu has no doubts at all.

"Soul..." muttering, all the beautiful men suddenly took off the shoes on Song Qingshu's feet, and collectively attacked the poor shoes with palm wind, soft swords, or steel knives , They want to come to a result, and they are reluctant to hurt their little lover, so they can only experiment with two shoes.

Feeling trembling, Song Qingshu felt that these people were the ones who hacked him, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moved away silently, God bless, but don't let them find out his little tricks.

(Baby, I told you that God is not at home, he will go to the concubine~)

"Qing Shu, I think we need to have a 'good' talk!!"

Sure enough, when there were still a few steps away from the door, a man's deep voice sounded behind Song Qingshu, and when he turned around, the men holding a pair of intact shoes were staring at him closely with shining eyes , Seeing that he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

Smiling, Duan Yanqing, Duan Yu, Qiao Feng, Wei Yixiao, Yu Daiyan, the five men did not give Song Qingshu a chance to refute, stepped forward quickly, picked up the panic-stricken young man, turned around and left.

And behind him, Zhang Wuji, who was thrown down again, was unwilling to stand at the origin, gritted his teeth and followed. He knew how and what those people would talk to his senior brother, so, for the sake of a happy life in the future, this time absolutely do not miss it!

"Uncle Yan, Qing, Xiao, think twice, think twice." Stepping back step by step, the tightly closed door brought Song Qingshu's sense of danger to the highest point in an instant. These few have either seen each other for many years or never touched him The man seemed to have gone crazy the moment he knew that he had become a soul body. Of course he knew why they were crazy. He chewed it as a meal?Or just five at a time, and let people live?

"Qingshu..." Duan Yanqing stared quietly at the young man who was retreating step by step, and slowly put away the smile that had been hanging on the corner of his mouth, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, "You know, I know you know us How about it, give it to us, let us really feel that you exist, okay?"

Shaking his head, shaking his head vigorously, "Don't!" Song Qingshu admitted without hesitation that if there were only him and Duan Yanqing in the field, he would rush to hug the sad man who made him feel sorry for him without hesitation. Take the initiative to open yourself to meet all the needs of men, but not now, one P five?Unless he really lived enough, he really didn't have the guts.

"Qingshu, you hurt my heart too much." Shaking his head, Wei Yixiao stepped forward with 'sorrow and anger', trapping the boy who couldn't escape between the table and people in one fell swoop, "Obviously you are the first to fall in love with me. Yu Daiyan and I, but you gave the first time to those two father and son, just give it, as long as it is your decision, I will not blame you even if I am sad, but why did you disappear? Amnesia? What's more... lost my body, how do you make up for the wounds I have suffered in my heart, how do you get me out of the abyss of pain?"

Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. This man who said that his heart was traumatized and he was in the abyss was extremely painful, but he kept eating his tofu in his hands. Why is he in pain?It looks very comfortable! "Hmm~" His body trembled and he couldn't help squinting his eyes. The small spot on his chest was being played with willfully, which caused waves of electric currents to go all over his body. A certain hooligan in his skirt said, "Go away!" Didn't you see that the other men were a little ready to move?If Wei Yixiao keeps molesting her, she will fall into the 'Abyss' instead!

"Qingshu..." His voice was a little hoarse. This was the first time Yu Daiyan saw Song Qingshu half-undressed and panting. He saw a young man not far away supporting his half-soft body with his hands, his waist slightly stretched back, like ink. His long hair was scattered behind him, and his slender legs were clinging to the corner of the table, so charming that he wanted someone to press him on the table and caress him enough.

Maybe he was awakened by Yu Daiyan's voice, or maybe he was frightened by the hot eyes of several men, Song Qingshu quickly straightened his half-opened clothes and carefully retreated to the other side of the table, "Uncle Yan, Qing, Xiao, and Feng Yu, We haven't seen each other for a long time, can't we just sit down and have a chat? I'm afraid if you're like this." He was really afraid, one P five, this is one P five, people will die, people will really die.

"Hehe..." smiled lowly, "Qing Shu, I never thought you would show weakness to the enemy?" Seeing that the other four men showed signs of softening their hearts, Duan Yu hurriedly came forward to explain, lest they let them go because of their momentary soft-heartedness The opportunity to overwhelm Qing Shu, of course, what he cares most is that he doesn't want to miss this opportunity, "Qing Shu, you are a soul body now, think about the knife just now, you won't bleed or hurt, think again The feeling of Wei Yixiao touching you feels great, right? Hehe...that proves that your current 'body' only feels pleasure and...doesn't respond to pain at all." The implication is, press if you want Comrades, after passing this village, there will be no such shop!

Stare, Song Qingshu stared viciously at the villain who exposed his scheme, Duan Yu, you shouldn't have greeted you with fists that time, wait for the next time, see this young master not serving you with a hammer mother!

"Qing Shu." Forcibly turning back the young man's eyes of "staring obsessively" at others, Qiao Feng twisted his fingers on Song Qingshu's chin, with a pensive expression on his face, "At first I just wanted to hug you and talk, but just now After listening to Duan Yu's words, I think it makes sense. Looking back, we are considered an 'old husband and wife', but I haven't fulfilled my husband's obligations until today. I really shouldn't. Qingshu won't blame me. Right?" With a naughty smile, Qiao Feng kissed the young man's red lips lightly while talking, the warm touch on his lips made people linger, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and kissing him deeply, he refused to let go for a long time, Regardless of how many people behind him snorted coldly and how many people were angry, thinking that he hadn't learned anything else from hanging out with Duan Yanqing in the past few years, his thick-faced and dark-hearted skills have grown a lot.

"Hmm~" He raised his head to bear Qiao Feng's fiery kiss, this was not the first time he and Qiao Feng kissed, but it was definitely the first tongue kiss with Qiao Feng, pressing on him firmly fixed him in the The man in his arms didn't give him a chance to breathe at all, his wild aura was just like his character, he was proud to be the only one in the world who would fight for the front.

'唰' There was a chill on his chest, and Song Qingshu's bewildered mind became slightly sober in shock. He waved his arms to stop something, but the next moment his arms were held in his hands and turned behind him, 'Well ~' A little bit of the chest fell into the warm mouth, feeling the small protrusion being licked, rolled, and nibbled by someone's tongue, the pleasure was like wind, and Song Qingshu's half of his body softened almost instantly.

"Qingshu, let's go to bed." He picked up the limp boy and walked towards the inner room. Seeing that Duan Yanqing and Duan Yu didn't follow, Yu Daiyan showed a knowing smile. He knew that the two father and son were planning to marry him. Qing Shu will be given to them first, after all Qing Shu first fell in love with him, Wei Yixiao, and Qiao Feng, the three of them are people who have never obtained Qing Shu, looking down at the face in their arms, the face is pink and confused Young man, Qingshu, Qingshu, you will be tired for a long time today.

Lightly undoing his clothes, he peeled the boy into a white sheep bit by bit, looked at the boy's pink body because of his shyness in admiration, pulled away the boy's hand covering his lower body, and Yu Daiyan possessed Song Qingshu's Long Yang.

'Ah~' exclaimed, "Yan..." Never thought that Yan would be so bold and open, how could he... kiss him like this in front of the other two?

"Qingshu touch me here, it's been hard for a long time." Ingratiatingly, he put the thing that had grown upright into the young man's long and slender fingers, and encircled Song Qingshu's palm around Longyang, who had grown a lot. , Wei Yixiao took a deep breath, feeling very comfortable.

"Laugh... Uncle..." When did he take off his clothes?The movement was really fast, 'Hmm~' "Yan..." moved his waist, and he didn't know whether he wanted to make Yu Daiyan lighter or tell Yu Daiyan not to stop. Shuang groaned heavily.

"Qing Shu, you are so beautiful." Gently kissed the young man's cheek, moving it down little by little, when his lips touched the red spot on the young man's chest, Qiao Feng sucked heavily, and heard the sound of the young man's breathing Feeling so refreshed, he couldn't help longing anymore, Qiao Feng grabbed Song Qingshu's other hand, and held it firmly on his own Long Yang, the tactile sensation was indescribably wonderful.

"Yan... Yan..." He didn't even notice that the other two men were holding their hands for them, and his whole body's attention was placed on the warm lips below, Song Qingshu fluttered like flying up God.

The boy's murmurs gave Yu Daiyan the greatest encouragement, and his jerky movements gradually became proficient. He licked the 'mushroom head' in his mouth with his tongue, and accompanied by the boy's light panting, Yu Daiyan took a deep breath and lowered his head heavily.

"Ah~~" Bend back and straightened, Long Yang, who was inserted straight into Yu Daiyan's throat, became congested and swollen to the point where it was naturally squeezed out, numbness rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, when Long Yang After the small balls below were also held in hands and played together, Song Qingshu's mind went blank and screamed to hand over all his essence.

'Huh~huh~' Breathing heavily, Song Qingshu lay weakly in Qiao Feng's arms and stared at the guy with suspicious white liquid hanging from the corner of his mouth. At this time, Yu Daiyan was enchanting and evil, like a The devil who can lead people to hell without complaining, has fascinated all Song Qingshu's mind.

"Qingshu, are you ready?" As he spoke, he parted Song Qingshu's legs, and his clean, hairless lower body completely exposed the small hole to everyone. Maybe it was because of nervousness, the small hole opened Shrinking and shrinking seemed to invite someone in.

"Yan..." He couldn't help licking his lips, he saw madness in Yan's eyes, Yan wanted to come in without expanding?His eyes slowly fell on Yan Nu, who was as thick and long as a child's arm, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly. Would he die if he was stabbed to the end by such a thick thing?

"Is Qing Shu satisfied with what I saw?" With a smile, he raised the boy's legs with both hands and handed them to the other two panting men. Suppressed, the small pink hole was revealed more and more clearly in everyone's sight as the boy's waist was lifted up, and the three seduced men gulped at the same time.

"What a beautiful place, it will be even more beautiful in a while." Holding Long Yang whose blood was surging with his hand, he pointed at the small pink hole, staring directly at the boy's eyes full of love, Yu Daiyan suddenly inserted into it with a deep breath.

'Ah~~' screamed and frowned, the soreness and numbness mixed with the tide of pleasure made Song Qingshu almost faint.

"It really doesn't hurt? That's good." Really relieved, Yu Daiyan no longer cared about the young man's feelings, pulled out the root and inserted it again, and every time he went straight to the deepest part of the young man's body. 'The voice does not depend on the ear.

The body is like a poor leaf in the waves, swaying and swaying with the impact of the man on the body, several sensitive spots on the lips and chest are also kissed and nibbled by the other two men from time to time, holding two sticks with Yu Daiyan's genitals were similar, Song Qingshu was in pain and joy, moaning and panting became the only thing he could do at this moment.

"I can't help it, Yu Daiyan, hold Qingshu and turn it over." Biting the boy's chest heavily, Wei Yixiao helped Yu Daiyan turn Song Qingshu over, and knelt between the boy's legs.

"Uncle Xiao, what are you going to do?" With Yu Daiyan's arm around his waist, Song Qingshu couldn't turn his head back. With his back to Wei Yixiao, he felt that Wei Yixiao's fiery eyes were staring at the intersection of himself and Yu Daiyan, ashamed. Intentionally provoked the lower body to tighten violently, pinching Yu Dai to hit him several times.

"Hey, relax your body and let me go in too." Patted Song Qingshu's buttocks to signal him to raise it up, first picked up the pink corners with his fingers, and caressed the huge penis, Wei Yixiao ignored the boy's gasping for breath squeezed in.

"Hmm~" It's so hot, the opening of the hole seems to be stretched to the extreme, and at the same time, it is tightly wrapped around two huge genitals, Song Qingshu almost dare not even move.

"The inside of the green book is so comfortable." With both hands caressing the boy's waist, he slowly thrust it in, from slow to fast, and at the end Yu Daiyan and Wei Yixiao couldn't care less about whether the boy could bear it or not. I just buried my head in the pleasure that seemed to make people dizzy, and I couldn't extricate myself.

"Qingshu..." Kneeling aggrievedly in front of Song Qingshu, holding his swollen and purple genitals, Qiao Feng's longing eyes fell on the young man's flowery lips.

"Huh?" Mind was a little dazed, Song Qingshu raised his head and looked back at Qiao Feng with longing and inquiring eyes, opened his mouth slightly and blinked, his blank mind had no idea what Qiao Feng said.

"Qingshu..." His fingers touched the young man's rosy lips obsessively, "This is with your consent." With a charming smile, Qiao Feng brought the purple-red Longyang to Song Qingshu's lips, "Come on." , Be good, hold it in your mouth."

"Huh?" Picked a sound with a trembling nose, and subconsciously opened his mouth while humming Song Qingshu, and the next moment, there was a thick thing in his mouth that made him unable to close his mouth anymore, he frowned, and finally reacted What's going on here? Song Qingshu just wanted to spit out what was in his mouth but saw Qiao Feng's expression, a very comfortable and happy expression. After a pause, Song Qingshu slowly moved his head, taking the initiative to please this person who also loves him to the bone man.

"Qing Shu..." It's so refreshing, not only physically, but also mentally, Qing Shu is actively pleasing him, and just the thought of it can drive him crazy, so he grabbed the boy's hair with his big hands, Qiao Feng Stretching his waist, he slammed his long penis deep into the boy's throat, and his mind was flying...

I don't know how long it took, when the three men took turns venting in Song Qingshu's body and mouth two or three times, the door of the inner room was finally opened, but Song Qingshu's 'disaster' was not caused by the opening of this door And stopped, but entered another climax.

"Isn't it our father and son's turn after everyone is full?" Laughing, Duan Yanqing took off his clothes while walking, and listened to the corner outside all day, but he endured until his body was about to explode.

"Qing Shu's current appearance is really attractive, I can't help it anymore." Flopping on the young boy who was unable to move half a bit on the bed, he kissed the young boy heavily on the mouth, and Duan Yu took off his clothes and hugged him horizontally. The boy put the boy on the table, "The bed is too messy, let's continue here, shall we?"

When the words fell, it didn't matter whether the boy answered or not, Duan Yanqing and Duan Yu went up and down one after the other like two man-eating beasts, frantically starting their eating activities. The two people who twisted their bodies became more excited. After a while, the thighs were separated, and a long-lost penis was inserted heavily.

"Senior brother..." The young man who stood at the door, who had been stunned since the moment the inner door was opened, was standing there with a flushed face, dumbfounded, the erotic atmosphere in the room was too shocking, Even if he had been prepared, he was still a young man who had never experienced love affairs. To put it in modern terms, he couldn't stand the heavy taste. He wanted to leave, but his feet seemed to have taken root, and he couldn't move, so he could go in?He... couldn't move any further...

No one cares what Zhang Wuji thinks, the reason why he is allowed in is because he also loves Qingshu, and Qingshu...he is not completely ruthless to Zhang Wuji, so they give the choice to Zhang Wuji himself, wanting to be Qingshu lover?OK, as long as your heart is strong enough, then you can do it.

But Zhang Wuji, are you really ready?