Shaodi Chunxin

Chen Jing said something offending, and had already held a strand of hair and gently sniffed it.

"The old ancestor is very fragrant." He said.

After saying this, he went to peck and kiss Fu Yuanqing's lips, and pressed the old ancestor into the soft quilt.The lips came down from his lips, dotted on the ancestor's cheeks, and then went down to kiss his neck.

The skin on Fu Yuanqing's upturned neck was cold and smooth, trembling slightly in the air.

……

But Chen Jing was still concentrating, and gently tore apart the blue-gray sash on his taoist robe, the sash fell to the ground, and the two pieces of jade on it fell to the bricks, making a crisp sound.

It was dark.

The ancestor's body was clearly outlined by the flickering candlelight, and Chen Jing posted it.The hot body was next to him, so close that even the sound of his heartbeat could be clearly heard.

Fu Yuanqing was embarrassed.

He held Chen Jing's wrist.

"Ancestor?"

"Turn off the lights." Fu Yuanqing was a little nervous, and he slightly raised his eyes to look at the light.

"The old ancestor can't stand the body of his subordinates?" Chen Jing asked, "Don't you see if your subordinates can carry the sun to make up for the loss?"

Fu Yuanqing couldn't help looking away at him, and Chen Jing took off his obscene clothes.

A healthy and youthful body is displayed.

The infinite vitality emanating from it even made Fu Yuanqing a little envious.

But it's not over.

……

"I undress my ancestors." Chen Jing said.

Fu Yuanqing pressed his hand, and this time his tone was firmer: "It will be unsightly if you go any further. Let's get dark."

Chen Jing didn't say anything else, and raised his hand to turn off the light.

It was dark inside the room, and there was no moon outside, but it was probably due to the heavy snow, which made the dim light of night shine outside the window, sneaked into the warm pavilion through the gap, and spread it in front of Ba Bu's bed.

In the night, Chen Jing raised his hand to caress the acupuncture points around Fu Yuanqing's body. His technique was steady, and every time he pressed, Fu Yuanqing felt sore and swollen.

While pressing, Chen Jing said: "The first seven moves of the Great Wilderness Jade Classic are based on promoting blood circulation and dredging collaterals. It must be supplemented with the art of running meridians to open up the blocked three meridians and eight meridians in your body. Only in this way can Caiyang Make up for the loss."

He didn't know whether Chen Jing could clearly see his body's incompleteness, but in the darkness of mottled light and shadow, he could convince himself that even if he was doing such a close thing, he didn't have to be honest with each other.

He was embraced by the young dead soldier.

It was hot all around.

……

The ancestor's body was stiff.

However, the technique of massaging the meridians caused a strange feeling.

……

He took off the scholar's scarf and entered this Ye court as a slave, only to realize that it is a serious crime to look through the pornographic album.

It is unseemly presumptuousness and depravity.

If you are found to be spreading these filthy books, you will be punished to death.

The palace walls are towering.

There are many lonely people inside the wall who want to find the fun of human relationships.

Even eunuchs, even court ladies, would be curious about these deep-rooted impulses.

Those somewhat shady booklets were quietly passed from palace to palace, palace to palace, and desires were quietly bred in every inch of the place where there was no light.

Not even death can deter these demands from being reduced by half...

So he abolished the torture and allowed the court ladies and eunuchs to eat.

If there is a couple who are really happy with each other, they can get a low room in the palace and have two pieces of money for marriage.

So he didn't panic when he saw the Great Desolation Jade Scripture.

But now, what Chen Jing did, just at the beginning, has already made him feel a little bit at a loss on paper.

"Does the ancestor feel unwell?" Chen Jing's tone was respectful, but they hugged each other, and Chen Jing's hand was in such a private place, which made the respect a little more cramped.

Fu Yuanqing looked up at him in the night, and he painted the familiar eyebrows on this young face.

The body gradually relaxed.

"You're doing well," he said. "Go on."

Chen Jing also looked at him with serious eyes: "Yes."

……

……

The affair is over.

Fu Yuanqing raised his fingertips and stroked the young face.

His hand was held by Chen Jing.

The desire in Chen Jing's eyes has not faded away, but he has recovered his clarity, and asked: "Who is the ancestor looking at?"

Fu Yuanqing closed his eyes.

"Go down and rest. Let Fang Jing come over."