Beautiful teacher can not be deceived

Inside the house is another world.

This sudden and wonderful, seemingly similar experience made Shi Yan sing out a voice he had never had before.

His sense of hearing and touch became more sensitive, but the sound of thunder and lightning outside was automatically filtered out.There is only Lingge's light and restrained voice in his hearing.Lingge's breathing was getting heavier, but he seemed to be very restrained, turning the gradually heavier breathing into a gentle and long exhalation.

"Master..."

"Ling..." "Up...

This familiar yet unfamiliar sense of touch caused Shi Yan to have strange sensations beyond the five senses.

Not touch, nor hearing, nor sight.It was a kind of joy that came from the depths of his soul. His body was still enduring the tearing sensation of his soul, but at the same time, something wonderful and numbing bursts exploded in his body...

It may start from the scalp, or it may start from the tailbone, he himself is not very clear.But this is undoubtedly brought by Lingge.

Tremors and chimes.

All over the body.

Lingge kept rolling him up from the water, rolling him up and up, up to the highest point, and suddenly fell down in extreme joy; up and down again...

He sank in the turbulent waves, and maybe he wouldn't last long before falling apart.Because the waves are too hot.Small water droplets floating in the waves.

It is not an illusion that Shi Yan is about to fall apart at any time.He hadn't recovered yet, and couldn't bear such violent madness.The breath was accompanied by low gasps one after another.

Lingge was scruples at first, especially because he felt that he was extremely ugly now, which made him afraid to face Shi Yan, but he was unwilling to miss the opportunity, so he kept hugging Shi Yan from behind.But reason gradually drifted away in the ups and downs given to each other, leaving only residual instincts.

The demon pattern behind Shi Yan is heating up, and the light green demon pattern seems to be guiding him: Shi Yan likes it very much.

Instinct is delighted by this, and enjoys it all the more.

This is the person he has worked so hard to wait for for hundreds of years, and he is also the master who likes him the most.Lingge was relieved of the criss-crossing devilish energy on his face, he hugged Shi Yan back, face to face, and gave him a gap to breathe.

Shi Yan's face was covered with fine sweat, and his hair was stuck to his face, as if he had just been fished out of the water.But it was different, her originally pale face was slightly red, and her skin was extremely beautiful.

Once he got rid of the tremor of being rolled up, Shi Yan was a little at a loss for a moment, and looked at Lingge with confused eyes.He glanced down in a trance.With this look, he was even more puzzled. Lingge hadn't released his instinct yet, and for some reason, he stopped suddenly, his eyes were fixed, as if he was seducing him.

During this brief pause, Shi Yan finally took a breath, and called out "Ling Ge" with the next breath.

The devilish energy on Lingge's face has not disappeared, instead, he has a tendency to do whatever he wants, but he is still beautiful, with a pair of autumn eyes that he will never tire of seeing, which is his favorite look.

"Don't move around...be careful...I'll come..."

Lingge pushed down the hair on his face, revealing Shi Yan's forehead; leaned over and gently touched his lips, touching him intimately; then suddenly bit him.

Shi Yan was in pain all over his body, this bite seemed heavy, but it didn't hurt at all, it was still itchy.But he is more eager to bear the feeling of being outside the range.

Lingge seems to have received this signal.Not long after, Shi Yan felt himself being swept up in the waves again, making him happy and hurting him with all his heart and soul.

Rejoice in the extreme sea, tremble in the extreme joy, breathe in the extreme tremor.

In this extreme, everything in the past is reappearing: meeting, parting, sinking in each other's suspicion... everything merges in an instant: determination and caress, betrayal and calling, rage and kindness...

The disintegration of oneself created a gap in the souls that were originally connected to each other, and the nature was suppressed.But at this moment, the nature is undoubtedly exposed.

Shi Yan clearly knew his own nature.

In the black cloud environment, his eyes can already see things, but they are always covered with ice threads, and he refuses to take them off.Because sinking cannot extricate itself.

as now.

Until even breathing became extreme, Shi Yan finally couldn't bear it, and his eyes gradually blurred.

He couldn't open his eyes, but his brain was still receiving numb signals. This sense of separation between body and mind made him feel like a dream; he wanted to look at Lingge, and wanted to embrace Lingge actively.

But gradually, that kind of spiritual joy also slowed down, and his body was slowly stretching, and he couldn't hold it anymore; he gradually closed his eyes.

At this time, he heard Lingge's voice, which spread from his ears to the depths of his mind.

"Master, let me be lighter."

This familiar voice lingered for a moment, but it seemed to be engraved deep in Shi Yan's mind: Linge was calling him.

Shi Yan didn't know if it was because his body was suddenly empty, or because of Lingge's words, he seemed to wake up again.There are figures in the eyes.

At this first moment, he only thought of one sentence: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

The devilish energy rolling on Lingge's face was still there, but it wasn't terrible, it only made him feel heartbroken.His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white veil, because he saw the devilish energy on Lingge's face rolling, as if expressing affection.

Waves of joy permeate the air dimly; together with the enthusiasm, they melt into the air and spiral upward together in the air, like clouds and smoke, slowly creating the image of Lingge.

Seeing him open his eyes again, Ling Ge stared at him with wide eyes, smiled contentedly, and rubbed against him: "Master..."

Lingge's eyes seemed to sparkle, and he seemed to see the cute little fairy who called him "Master" with burning eyes again.

"Hmm~" Shi Yan hugged Lingge tightly, and leaned against him.

Shortness of breath can not.All senses are overwhelmed.He didn't want to restrain himself, he could stroke Lingge's hair, stroke his shoulders, swim all the way to his waist, and hug him.

Then, repeatedly sinking and sinking in each other.

The coma seemed to be just a small aid in their staggered progress, allowing them to calm down for a short time.

Candles flickered enthusiastically.

Before long, only instinct remained in the air...

When Shi Yan woke up, he was a little dazed, glanced sideways, Linge finally relaxed, closed his eyes, and lay on his side peacefully.

Shi Yan had already forgotten when they rested in the end, only dizzy and dizzy, in the extreme wonder, he was unable to think about the rest, obeyed his instinct, and the result was: Lingge's face returned to normal!

Although Lingge closed her eyes, she still hugged him.One hand was resting on the lower part of his neck, and the other was on his waist.

Shi Yan pulled out a hand and waved it lightly above his eyelids.

A pair of autumn water eyes opened.

Lingge smiled, moved to Shi Yan's side, pressed against Shi Yan's neck for a while, the eyes that were close at hand were as beautiful as water.

"Master."

The two words were cleverly and sweetly spit out by Lingge on the tip of his tongue.