The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Kong Mingfan turned around: "Washed?"

Ding Baocheng gave a "hmm" and took a peek at Kong Mingfan, seeing that he turned his head back again, he couldn't help being a little surprised, if it was as usual, Kong Mingfan would have hugged him a long time ago... So what's the matter, why did he change his mind today?

He waited for a while, and when he saw that the old monk Kong Mingfan was really in meditation, he slapped the water angrily: "Hey!"

Kong Mingfan: "Huh?"

Him and me?Ding Baocheng didn't get angry, he hugged his neck and tightened his arms and said, "What are you doing here?"

"I didn't make trouble, but," Kong Mingfan opened his eyes, turned around and said slowly: "A Bao is very busy, I can't bother him."

"..." Ding Baocheng was a little embarrassed, he held his fingers and said in a muffled voice, "What the hell are you, when did I say you were bored?"

"You disappeared for most of the day today, and you didn't let me touch you." Kong Mingfan said softly, "Isn't this bothering me?"

Ding Baocheng coughed lightly, hugged his neck and kissed him: "Then... don't I have something to do? You see, I didn't do that when you were busy, did I?"

Kong Mingfan let out a muffled "hmm".

Ding Baocheng was still unhappy seeing him, he hesitated for a moment and bowed his head to let him speak.

Kong Mingfan's eyes dimmed, and he gently stroked the soft and wet hair of the young man lying on his crotch.

Ding Baocheng sucked him for a while, feeling that the thing was getting bigger and bigger, he couldn't hold it anymore, and his mouth hurt.

He raised his head and looked at the stern-faced man with tearful eyes. Seeing his indifferent expression, Ding Baocheng couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Did it make you uncomfortable... um..."

Kong Mingfan's stomach felt hot when he was stared at by the beautiful young man with wide-open skirts. He clasped his chin and lowered his head to kiss him fiercely. His tongue rolled around in his mouth, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Go on!" .”

Ding Baocheng's tears were choked, he was really ashamed, but he couldn't help it anymore, but he didn't intend to disarm after playing Kong Mingfan for so long, so he had to whisper pitifully, "Can you use the bottom?"

Kong Mingfan's eyes sank when he heard this, and he grabbed his waist to peel off the clothes that were in the way.

Unexpectedly, the young man blushed in embarrassment, pulled his arm and said to him, "Can you come from behind..."

Kong Mingfan felt that he was challenging the limit of his beast-desire, the heat in his eyes heated up, and he turned over and pressed him on the smooth stone surface with turbulent water and started to dry from behind.

Ding Baocheng felt that he was about to ascend from the ground, and the people behind him were very anxious and fierce, but he still felt that it was not enough.

For the first time, Ding Daochang, who was ascetic and ascetic, felt that he might be born with bones. He blushed even more thinking about it, and even his body burned up. The warm water vapor made his eyes foggy, and he couldn't see clearly. , just want to indulge in it.

Kong Mingfan watched the boy's light-colored hair being washed away by the current, a pair of exquisite butterfly bones on his back were intricate, and his buttocks were particularly elastic, bouncing with his movements.

He loves to fuck him from behind, very much.

In the evening, Ding Baocheng didn't know whether he was fainted from exhaustion or fainted from excitement, and was carried back to Yunyin Palace by Kong Mingfan.

In a daze, he felt that Kong Mingfan seemed to be still working on something, but he was too tired, anyway, he didn't need to move, and he just lay down and enjoyed the ecstasy, which was quite comfortable.

The next day, before Ding Baocheng got enough sleep, Kong Mingfan dragged him up from the bed: "Open your mouth and rinse your mouth."

Ding Baocheng brushed his teeth with his face turned away, then collapsed back on the bed and begged, "Brother... can you let me sleep for a while? I'm so tired."

"I'm not tired, I'll take you to my uncle and ask him to help you train your combat skills." Kong Mingfan wiped his face, "Raise your hands."

"I don't want... Please, brother, I don't want to get up." Ding Baocheng was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He held his hand and put on one after another. He lay on the bed and covered his face under the quilt. , only showing half of his face, "Are you sure you want to hurt each other?"

"Well, I'm sure." Kong Mingfan raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man's double eyelids folded up by the quilt. He couldn't bear it, and wanted him to sleep a little longer.

Unexpectedly, Ding Baocheng suddenly sat up from the bed, put his hands into his armpits and began to tickle him?

Kong Mingfan looked at Ding Baocheng expressionlessly, with the corner of his mouth raised, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Ding Baocheng kept himself up for a long time. Seeing that tickling was useless to Bingshan Lengnan, he was so angry that he sat on the edge of the bed and started to sulk: "You are really boring, why are you not ticklish?"

Kong Mingfan smiled: "So, you are ticklish?"

"Hey!" Ding Baocheng just nodded and was scratched under the quilt, "A gentleman doesn't move his mouth! Hey! Stop scratching... I... Hahahaha! I don't play anymore, I really don't! "

Tears were about to come out of his laughter, Kong Mingfan pursed his lips and laughed, instead of stopping, he intensified and messed up the clothes he had just put on.

Ding Baocheng was so itchy that he wanted to die, he stretched his head out of the quilt with a smile and took a breath. Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, he rolled his eyes, got up and threw himself into Kong Mingfan's arms with a soft, fishy and salty smell. His lips came to his mouth in a blink of an eye, and kissed him.

Kong Mingfan originally supported his elbow to tickle him, but he was taken aback by his operation, so he paused, moved his hand from his armpit to his waist, pressed his other hand on his head and began to kiss him delicately.

The happy atmosphere of the two kissed instantly turned into ambiguity. Ding Baocheng felt that something was not right. Something was firmly pressed against his leg. Although he really wanted to have sex with Kong Mingfan, but considering his physical condition, he decided to be more restrained. , so he pressed his hand and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to take me to find my uncle?"

Kong Mingfan's eyes were heavy, and he lowered his voice in his ear to seduce him: "I won't go, I will go tomorrow."

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows..." Although Ding Baocheng tried his best to dissuade him, he still couldn't keep the secluded place where he had been played to the brim.

In the next few days, Kong Mingfan took Ding Baocheng to run on Wuzong Ridge. At the beginning, Hua Shanyun didn't want to deal with worldly affairs, let alone guide the fledgling teenagers to practice.

Unexpectedly, these two people ran to his territory every day, and brought all kinds of precious dyed spiritual herbs. Hua Shanyun really couldn't resist the temptation, thinking how beautiful the Chinese clothes dyed with these pigments would be, So he compromised.

After fighting Hua Shanyun every day, Ding Baocheng will stay to help him make wooden figures and dye cloth, and his research on robots and combat light armor is also flourishing.

Ding Baocheng brought Hua Shanyun and Kong Mingfan into his Nascent Soul Dimension, and in it, according to the strength of the three, the spirit beasts that were automatically assigned were actually in the stage of transcending tribulation.Ding Baocheng felt more and more that Hua Shanyun was unfathomable.

After fighting monsters in the stage of crossing the catastrophe, Ding Baocheng collected a lot of spiritual cores for refining advanced equipment.

He tempered the purple soul ice crystals collected before and the green amber ice crystals that fell later to produce blue soul ice edges, and made two sword sabers, one of which was given to Kong Mingfan, and the other was hung on the sword by himself.

When these two swords participate in the battle at the same time, there will be gains beyond people's imagination, which is very beneficial to the second practice of both.

Kong Mingfan heard that practicing together can double the cultivation of the two, so he took the initiative to ask Ying to accompany him into the space to fight monsters and upgrade.

When the one-month training is over, Ding Baocheng has already entered the ninth level of Yuanying. Judging from the experience of previous competitions, most of the people who participated in the preliminary round of the monk selection competition were cultivators of the golden core stage, so the possibility of Ding Baocheng entering the final is basically 100%. %.

But then there is another problem that Nangong Ling's personal recommendation letter is required to go to Dazhong City.

Gossiping with Qingfeng and the others, I found out that the reason why Nangong Ling did not allow his disciples to participate in the monk selection competition was because Yu Xiaojun was once a disciple of Qingyunzong, but since his brother ascended, he broke with Qingyunzong and quit automatically It's sect.

The most important thing is that Mr. Yu Xiao has a small belly and a small stomach. As a member of Nangong Ling's uncle, he especially likes to make trouble for no reason. When he sees their Qing Yunzong people, he will make things difficult. In the comprehension trials, he would find various reasons to brush people off.

As a result, Nangong Ling was very upset, so he simply refused to let people participate. After all, Daoist Nangong is also a well-known man of character and ambition. He doesn't believe that Qing Yunzong can't survive if he doesn't participate in this kind of competition?

Then his disciples ran away one after another. Although Nangong Ling regretted it, he would definitely not give in.

After Ding Baocheng heard about this incident, he thought of a way, that is, he issued a military order with Nangong Ling, and he would definitely win the first place, if not, he would be automatically removed from Qingyunzong, so as not to embarrass him.

Nangong Ling naturally disagreed at first.

Ding Baocheng snatched back the two milk dolls in Nangong Ling's arms who were quietly playing with the dangling tassels on his lapel, and said, "If Daoist Nangong refuses to let me participate in the monk selection competition, then I have no choice but to leave, and I have no face to stay here .”

The two little babies were used to following Nangong Ling, but they didn't have a good impression of their own father, so they started crying loudly while being held in Ding Baocheng's arms.

The crying Nangong Ling's heart softened, so he could only say: "Put the child down, you have something to say."

So Ding Baocheng succeeded in relying on his baby to ascend to the throne, and obtained a letter from the suzerain of Qingyun Sect.

Everything is ready, only Dongfeng owes it, and there are three days until the monk selection contest, so Ding Baocheng and Kong Mingfan handed over the two dolls to Nangong Ling to take care of them and plan to go on the road.

As soon as they walked out of the mountain gate, they were stopped by Bai Ye and Lan Yang who rushed over: "You two juniors, stay here!"

Ding Baocheng parked Qingyun by the peach blossom tree and turned back to wait for them to come, he said with a smile: "Why are the two senior brothers here?"

"I'm exhausted...you guys are really fast enough to fly." Bai Ye supported the tree to breathe, and said: "Then what, the master asked us to accompany you, there is a care."

Ding Baocheng looked at Kong Mingfan who looked disgusted, and said cheerfully: "Master asked you to come with us? Did you also give you a letter of recommendation?"

"Yes." Lan Yang took out two pieces of letter paper with blue water patterns from his cuffs.

【Finish】