Qingshu Wuji

Song Qingshu never thought that what Wang Baobao held for him was actually that kind of emotion.

It's not that he hadn't heard of the possibility between two men in his previous life, but Song Qingshu never thought that such a thing would happen to him.He thought the kiss outside the ancient tomb seven years ago was a joke on Wang Baobao's whim.He also thought that what he said on the edge of the cliff five years ago was to stimulate him and Zhang Wuji to show up, so he uttered nonsense.

He didn't think that Wang Baobao would have such feelings for him, and the two had only met each other three times. How could it become like this?

Man and man, is this possible?

As for Zhu Changling's abnormal behavior on the cliff platform five years ago, Song Qingshu only thought that he was crazy before he died.He didn't think normal people would have such thoughts.

But after thinking about it, Song Qingshu smiled wryly, how could he think that Wang Baobao is a normal person?He could clearly see the desire in his eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a chill behind his back.

This guy is not normal at all.

Song Qingshu felt that the blood flow in his body accelerated, and his hands and feet began to become uncontrollable.He reached out to touch Wang Baobao's acupoints, but his whole body was limp and limp, looking more like throwing himself into his arms.

Wang Baobao looked at Song Qingshu's usually cold and handsome face, which was like a flower, gradually being dyed pink, and gradually turned bright red, Wang Baobao's eyes flickered.

He himself had been tempted by Song Qingshu very early on, but at that time, he just regarded him as a prey and just wanted to taste his taste.But after seeing Zhu Wu Lianhuan Zhuang again, he found that his inner desire for him had become terrible. It wasn't until the moment he saw him fall off the cliff with his own eyes that he knew that he was really attracted to him.

He always thought he was dead, but unexpectedly, he was still alive.

right in front of him.

Wang Baobao didn't feel at all that his poisoning was an indiscriminate means.Although he doesn't know what Song Qingshu's martial arts are now, judging from the information, it is definitely not enough to be tough.What's more, letting him succumb to his desire and beg him will inevitably be a huge blow to Song Qingshu, who is lonely and lonely.

In Wang Baobao's cognition, as long as there is something he wants, no matter how he got it, the goal can only be considered as fulfilled when he gets it.At the beginning, he didn't hesitate to discredit Song Qingshu's relationship with him, so he didn't think from Song Qingshu's perspective at all.He prefers to force him to have nowhere to go, to gain a foothold in the arena and martial arts without face, the only way is to take refuge in his arms.

It doesn't matter if he hates him, hate is also a kind of love, but it's done more intensely.

He didn't have the patience to be like Zhang Wuji, who stayed by Song Qingshu's side for so many years without reaching out.

Tonight might be the happiest night in his life, Wang Baobao thought happily.Help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to regain the throne, and he will be crowned as Tai Tuo and Prime Minister Zuo, and he will be famous.Moreover, I will hold the person I have longed for for many years in my arms, and at the same time have the beauties of Jiangshan, even if my heart is as deep as Wang Baobao, I still feel elated.When he saw Song Qingshu standing unsteadily and about to fall, he laughed and took him into his arms, but suddenly he felt a numbness on the Tanzhong acupoint on his chest, and the acupoint had already been tapped.

Song Qingshu struggled to get up from Wang Baobao's arms, supported the table, and wanted to make up for him a few times, but he no longer had the strength in his fingers.His handsome face was flushed, and he stared at him bitterly, but he couldn't say a word.

The drunken spring fragrance will affect people with more advanced martial arts, the faster Song Qingshu thinks about it now, thinking that Wang Baobao probably even counts the antidote he has Shixiangruanjinsan.If he hadn't taken the antidote when he took a bath, maybe he wouldn't be in such a bad situation now.

"Qingshu, what did you click on my acupoints? You will feel very uncomfortable alone." Wang Baobao smiled wryly. He calculated too thoroughly, but he also underestimated Song Qingshu's martial arts cultivation today.It never occurred to him that he still had the energy to touch his acupoints.

Song Qingshu wanted to walk behind Wang Baobao, but his physical strength only supported him two steps before falling to the ground.Fortunately, the floor was covered with wool carpets from the Western Regions, which were soft and not painful at all.But Song Qingshu would rather feel more pain, because it might divert his attention.

It was as if a fire was burning all over his body, and it quickly burned all over his body, making his whole mind dizzy.This drunk spring fragrance is not an ordinary drug, but will quickly trigger the desire that has been lurking in the human body.Wang Baobao often used this incense to entertain himself, and he got used to the smell, so he didn't take it seriously.But for Song Qingshu who smelled it for the first time, it was a powerful aphrodisiac.

In particular, Song Qingshu practiced Wudang Jiuyang Kungfu since he was a child, and he had to practice it with a boy's body, so he has been suppressing his desires and has not been relieved for many years.But the Xiaoyao faction pays attention to doing whatever they want, and the little non-phase skill has transformed Song Qingshu's body into an extremely sensitive body, but he has always been used to it, so he can barely suppress it.At this time, the most loyal desire of the body that has been seduced by Zui Chunxiang for many years is out of control.

Song Qingshu slumped on the carpet, panting heavily, the fire in his body gradually began to engulf him, and his mind gradually became confused.His body was burned unbearably, and occasionally one or two broken moans overflowed from his mouth, this kind of himself was even more unacceptable for him.

At this moment, Wang Baobao's throat was thirsty, as if he was about to burst into flames.

Drunken Chunxiang has no effect on Wang Baobao, but Song Qingshu in front of him at the moment is the best antidote for him. He knows that he can call someone in to help him relieve the acupoint, but he is not willing to let outsiders see Song Qingshu like this .However, Song Qingshu's pressure on his acupoints is not strong enough, and there is still a stick of incense before it can be untied, so Wang Baobao is not in a hurry, Song Qingshu will be the delicacy in his mouth, for this moment, he is angry and anxious to watch more The impatient expression is also enjoyment.

Song Qingshu closed his eyes, the sweat on his forehead slipped from his long eyelashes, and then fell into the white wool carpet, disappearing in an instant.He bit his lower lip tightly, restraining himself from moaning again, his lip was already stained with blood, and he tasted blood in his mouth.He also knew that he was not strong enough to touch Wang Baobao, and he would untie him in a short time, and then he would end up in the most tragic end.

It cannot become like that.

Song Qingshu gritted his teeth and said to himself, isn't it just detoxification?He relieved himself, and then he untied it.He raised his hand tremblingly, and began to tear the clothes on his body, completely unaware of Wang Baobao's heavy breathing because of his movement.

Song Qingshu tried his best to tear open the skirt of his clothes, but sadly found that he didn't even have such a little strength now.Suddenly, he realized that his hand was being held by someone, and Wang Baobao's face appeared at a very close distance, and he smiled and said, "Qing Shu, I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic, it really opened my eyes!"

It's over, Song Qingshu thought desperately, but what actually flashed in his mind was Zhang Wuji's face.Where did that guy go?Didn't you promise to come and save him?

Wang Baobao licked his thirsty lips, and was about to lower his head to fulfill his long-cherished wish, when Zhao Min's voice came from outside: "Brother, have you finished your meal? Daddy asked you to come over."

Wang Baobao frowned, looked at Song Qingshu on the ground, and didn't want to leave at all.

"Brother, Daddy asked you to go there. This is a crucial night. When you come back from the palace, you don't go to explain the situation to him, so that he can make arrangements for future actions!" Zhao Min urged impatiently.

Wang Baobao sighed, patted Song Qingshu's blushing face, and said in a low voice with regret: "Qingshu, I want to wrong you and wait for me for a while, I'll be right back." Wang Baobao is not afraid that he can solve it by himself, The effect of Zui Chunxiang is very powerful, I'm afraid he doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand at this moment.So just throw him there, get up and go out.

Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Wang Baobao's footsteps gradually going away.He condensed the strength he had accumulated for a while, and finally tore off his clothes, but he didn't have the strength to continue down.He just lay disheveled on the wool rug, gasping for breath, and the desire in his body almost drove him crazy.

I was in a trance, but I heard a familiar voice calling out in an unbelievable tone: "Senior brother!"