The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng felt like a thunderbolt from nine heavens and a glacier cracking in his heart. His previous vows were all thrown into the blue sky. Fuck his innocence and asceticism, the front edge of the fuck is gone!

This person... Pindao wants it!

Kong Mingfan kissed him hard once before he raised his head, his eyes were like firewood burning in the snow, Ding Baocheng's cheeks were burning hot.

As the dead branches of the trees outside the window rattled under the weight of the wind and snow, the silver thread between the two's lips and teeth also broke.

The beautiful scenery, but the victory has been cultivated for 300 years.

It was the first time Ding Baocheng heard the sound of his heartbeat, which was as irresistible as the north wind whistling outside the window and the heavy snow.

It is the recklessness of the wind and ice, and the determination of a river full of snow. Even if the future is uncertain and the bones are broken, this person in this world... also attracts the poor to try the world of mortals.

As the last piece of snow fell to the ground, the wind outside the window suddenly stopped.

Ding Baocheng was pressed on the head of the bed by Kong Mingfan, and through the slit by the open window, he saw the late snow falling on a tree in the moonlight.

Scattered here and there, a few petals that are still swaying in the warm sun of Yangchun and March in the daytime are especially coquettish in the silvery white world.

Kong Mingfan took off his clothes, and saw that there was only a peach blossom branch stretching out to the window in his light-colored glazed pupils, without him.

His heart sank, and he said coldly: "At this time, how dare you be distracted?"

Ding Baocheng felt that the legs carried by Kong Mingfan on his shoulders were extraordinarily cold, and Kong Mingfan's fingers moved slowly, which made Ding Baocheng feel sad and comfortable.

Later, when Kong Mingfan entered him, he was really the only one left in Ding Baocheng's eyes.

Only then was Kong Mingfan satisfied, and gradually used his strength.

Ding Baocheng was in great pain and grabbed the window frame next to him.

Kong Mingfan asked him while moving: "Do you still want to kiss others?"

Ding Baocheng asked feebly: "No... um... can't you?"

"No." Kong Mingfan looked at his tear-filled eyes in the white light of moonlight and snow outside the window, and rejected him in a deep voice.

Kong Mingfan looked at the confused red tide on his face, his eyes darkened: "Call me..."

Ding Baocheng cried a little: "Ming...Ming Fan, that's enough, let me rest for a while... okay?"

"Shout, little uncle." Kong Mingfan pinched his chin and said coldly, "I want you to remember that no matter whether you used to belong to Derry or not, now it belongs to me and can only belong to me."

Ding Baocheng was a little ashamed, but he couldn't stand being tortured by him, so he could only whisper: "Little...uncle."

Kong Mingfan's face changed slightly, and he supported Ding Baocheng's waist for a while before he finally stopped, ending the battle that lasted most of the night.

Later, Kong Mingfan wanted him a few more times, and Ding Baocheng was so tired that he lost consciousness. He didn't remember clearly, but felt that his forehead was extremely hot, and his heart seemed to be filled.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Kong Mingfan whispering a lot of love words in his ear, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't hear anything in his heart.

I just remember that his gentle tone lasted a long night, until many years later Ding Baocheng also vaguely remembered that night.

The next morning, Ding Baocheng felt the cold air outside the window penetrate into the house through the cracks in the window, and the light air after the snow filled the whole house with a icy smell.

It doesn't look like a fragrance, but there is a faint scent of grass, which makes him feel more refreshed than the fragrance.

He suddenly remembered the absurdity of last night, and he didn't dare to open his eyes. Kong Mingfan was lying next to him, and he was nestled in Kong Mingfan's arms.

Both of them were not in the same room, Ding Baocheng didn't dare to move, his knees touched Kong Mingfan's slender and straight legs, making him blush.

"Is Bao'er awake?" Kong Mingfan smiled and looked at his little husband's long eyelashes trembling, obviously already awake but still pretending to be asleep.

Ding Baocheng froze, pretending not to wake up, turned his back to him, and inevitably felt his heart melt when he touched Kong Mingfan's smooth jade-like skin:

——Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, all forms are empty!

Kong Mingfan hugged him from behind, buried his face in his long hair, sniffed his scent and said softly: "Bao'er...you really make me...can't let go. I take back my previous promise, even if you Blaming me for speaking doesn’t count, and it’s impossible for me to hand you over to others.”

Ding Bao intentionally moved, and replied in a muffled voice: "En."

"Bao'er, I..." Kong Mingfan rubbed against him.

Ding Baocheng suddenly felt his old face turn red, and was about to get up when he turned over, but Kong Mingfan hugged his waist: "I won't trouble you, sleep with me for a while, okay?"

Ding Baocheng was attracted to lie down again by his gentle and affectionate style like a baby. He looked at the wooden barrel next to him and his ears were a little hot: "Did you wash me up last night?"

Kong Mingfan kissed his forehead: "Well, this is the first time that Bao'er has fallen into red, and I have ordered Xiao Fuzi to put away the red cloth."

Ding Baocheng thought about last night, although it was painful at first, then not only did it not hurt, but it even got better and better...

After finishing last night, Kong Mingfan thoughtfully cleaned it up for him, and he feels much better now.

Ding Baocheng traveled all over the world with his master when he was a child, because the immortal way on the earth has declined and it is not easy to cultivate, they are treated as magic sticks to cheat money, and it is especially difficult to get food.So he suffered a lot, and these little pains really didn't matter to him.

He doesn't have any parents, so he is still grateful for being taken care of by a man like this.Ding Baocheng and Kong Mingfan looked at each other, and being stared at by Kong Mingfan, he paused in the soft spot in his heart, he hurriedly looked away and said in embarrassment: "What are you doing with that?"

Kong Mingfan touched his hot cheek: "Bao'er seems to be shy easily... I forgot that you are not from our side and don't know that marriage customs are also common. Bao'er's redness is to be kept for a lifetime."