[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

The sound of dripping water in the cave echoed quietly, occasionally accompanied by one or two heavy gasps.

The low-light lamp on the wall of the bubble exudes soft light, and that light covers the entire bubble, like the sunset evenly sprinkled, with a shy carmine in the warmth.

Under the light, I saw a pair of shadows slowly overlapping each other, forming a beautiful silhouette, until finally it was impossible to tell who was who.

A slender, strong and fit body was pressed against a soft and fair body. When the hard rock broke into the soft and smooth inner thighs in the gap, both of their bodies tightened.

Feng Heng lay on the sleeping bag, feeling his whole body trembling violently. The hot rock pressed against him, as if it had really invaded his body, making him uncontrollably flustered and at a loss. Fear, subconsciously grabbed the sleeping bag tightly, and murmured:

"Yaoshi Huang..."

His voice was a little weak, and to Huang Yaoshi's ears, the clear voice in the past was full of weakness and pleading. Huang Yaoshi was shocked, thinking, so the Ah Heng in his dream is like this?

He looked at Feng Heng's slightly trembling body, and his heart was filled with tenderness and love.

He leaned against Feng Heng, bent his arms, and fit his whole body against Feng Heng's curve. He gently kissed Feng Heng's side face, leaned close to his ear, and sighed softly:

"Aheng, do you know what I mean?"

He knew that he was talking to himself, and his lips lingered on Feng Heng's shoulder for a long time, before murmuring a little sleepily:

"I am going to be alone for the rest of my life, and I only have you in my heart"

As he spoke, his lips slipped across Feng Heng's back, like a dragonfly touching water, touching lightly repeatedly, and kissing tightly.

Feng Heng was surrounded by Huang Yaoshi's familiar breath and broad embrace, and his heart that was swaying in the air slowly settled down. He heard Huang Yaoshi muttering to himself, his heart was filled with slightly sour affection, and his stiff body It gradually softened again.

Huang Yaoshi kissed and kissed, just like pulling Feng Heng, constantly using hot rocks to gently touch Feng Heng's round buttocks, forcing Feng Heng to tighten his muscles nervously again and again, looking like Feng Heng She raised her hips to meet him actively.

The temperature of the black boulder was getting higher and higher, and the beauty as white as jade had been placed on the black boulder, the black and white matched each other, and the color was astonishing.With a low waist, firm buttocks, long waving hair, and behind him Huang Yaoshi who has been on the verge of madness for a long time.

Two balls of warm and full of elasticity pressed against his part, gently rubbing against Huang Yaoshi's firm and powerful abdomen.

Then the firm/stiff/swollen/swollen part seemed to be eagerly looking for a source of relief, so he quickened his pace, and Huang Yaoshi began to attack with trembling body.

During the collision, Huang Yaoshi's loose black hair fell down, as if stroking Feng Heng's forehead and one eye. Huang Yaoshi supported him, wrapped his arms, and the arms passed through Feng Heng's lower abdomen. The person who was already in his arms clung to him even more tightly.

Feng Heng opened his eyes, the eyes were burning with fire-like light, his red lips were breathing rapidly, his white teeth were slightly parted, and a little pink tongue trembled...

Huang Yaoshi hugged Feng Heng tightly again, subconsciously he seemed to understand that what he was facing would be a poisonous wine, but the bright red and beautiful color of the poisonous wine made him only feel thirsty physically and mentally.Without hesitation, he leaned down to snatch the fine wine, and sucked the sweet body fluid fiercely, as if all the threads of love for a long time had been entangled into a net, wrapping the two of them tightly in it.

It wasn't until Feng Heng protested feebly and nibbled his tongue with his teeth that the two of them gasped and moved a little distance away. Huang Yaoshi was almost dizzy, panting heavily and holding Feng Heng's lower back, sprinting recklessly stand up.

How long this one-sided journey lasted, Feng Heng can't remember clearly, and he doesn't know how many times he shook his body and released it in the ups and downs. Who will take care of whom.

When Huang Yaoshi was finally satisfied, willing to wake up from this dream, and released himself, Feng Heng was already lying on the sleeping bag, unable to make a sound, and he had to breathe heavily at this moment to avoid being attacked like an overwhelming attack Overwhelmed by trembling.

His panties were still receding under his buttocks, they were already wet and could no longer be worn.

At this moment, the relieved Huang Yaoshi was also lying on top of him and gasping for breath. Both of them were calming down the excruciating pleasure. The sweat on Huang Yaoshi's body dripped down Feng Heng's back along his chest.

Huang Yaoshi saw the drops of water slowly gliding across the curve of Feng Heng's soft and beautiful back, and thought in his heart that naturally only I can touch this back, so he raised his hand to wipe off the drops of water.

With this swipe, Feng Heng's sensitive skin felt like an electric shock.

Feng Heng couldn't hold back, so he gave a trembling 'hmm'.

Uncontrollably, Huang Yaoshi kissed his back, and slowly licked where the sweat had passed.

Feng Heng trembled violently all over, and said under his throat:

"do not……"

Huang Yaoshi heard a little coquettishness in his hoarse voice, and sighed contentedly:

"Aheng, even if it is a dream, I have no regrets"

This is simply the most wonderful and sweetest dream he has ever had in his life, Huang Yaoshi thought to himself.

Then, he watched Feng Heng slowly turn half of his body under him, squinted at him with sideways eyes and said:

"I see that you are alive and well, and I don't know which of the two of us has been poisoned."

The corners of his eyes were still filled with undiminished love. Although he didn't smile when he said this, there was a kind of intimacy that seemed to reciprocate resentment.

Huang Yaoshi looked at Feng Heng affectionately, and sighed:

"I'd rather be in this dream forever"

Hearing what he said, Feng Heng was taken aback for a moment, thinking dumbfoundedly, this man still hasn't woken up after a long time of arguing, did he think that this storm is Nanke Yimeng?

At this time, Feng Heng's heart full of love seemed to be gently picked by the tip of a needle, and there were bursts of pain and itching.

He turned around, held Huang Yaoshi's face with both hands, and slowly rubbed his cheeks, then pulled his index finger and thumb out forcefully.

Huang Yaoshi frowned, and Feng Heng saw that this person frowned first, and then looked at Feng Heng with wide eyes, as if the person in front of him who was holding hands with the cloud/rain just now turned into a log in the blink of an eye Same.

Feng Heng slowly let go of his hand, rubbed his flushed cheeks with some distress, and said:

"I already know your mind, but I don't know if you can feel my wish?"

Huang Yaoshi was overjoyed, and looked at Feng Heng incredulously, until Feng Heng leaned over and kissed him lightly, and then said softly:

"nature"

The two of them stayed in this cave for another two days, and when Huang Yaoshi recovered from his injuries, he left the cave and set foot on the journey.

The two of them are in the same mind now, and they feel like a fairyland wherever they go. Naturally, they feel that the days are passing too fast, and they walked through the forest all the way affectionately, and walked for several days before they came to a place where there was a stream of people.

It turned out that the place where they jumped off the cliff was on the other side of Zhongnan Mountain. This slope is slow and difficult to walk, and there are few people, but it is completely opposite to the way they came.

The two of them came to Qizhou that day, and Feng Heng followed Huang Yaoshi to an inn. The innkeeper was very pleasantly surprised when he saw Huang Yaoshi.

"Island Master, you haven't heard from me for a long time. The eldest son has ordered all the hidden posts below to search for news about the Island Master."

Yaoshi Huang said:

"Go write him back and say I'm all right."

The shopkeeper went to work immediately after hearing the order.

Afterwards, Feng Heng and Huang Yaoshi lived in a rather elegant small courtyard in the backyard of the inn.

They escaped safely, so they wanted to send a letter to Uncle Zhou, so within a few days, they saw Shan Shan with a letter tied to each leg, and arrived at the inn in good spirits.

One was written by Wang Chongyang, and the other was naturally written by Zhou Botong.

Feng Heng unfolded Zhou Botong's letter, and saw that it read:

My brother Ah Heng:

The last time I had a shocking farewell, my brother had trouble sleeping and eating, and couldn't sleep at night. I couldn't find you when I went down the mountain several times, so I was very anxious.He also wanted to avenge you, but senior brother didn't agree. Senior brother said that you would not endanger your life if you were with the yellow villain. Although I didn't like the yellow villain, I believed in senior brother very much, so I had to endure it secretly.Coral stood on the tree every day and looked into the distance, and I was also anxious.Now knowing that you are safe and sound, I am very relieved for my brother.Ah Heng, don't worry, the coral will go first, and I will meet you soon.

After reading it, Feng Heng couldn't help laughing, thinking of the innocent appearance of Zhou Botong's child, he couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He raised his head to look at Huang Yaoshi, but seeing Huang Yaoshi's face was serious, he asked:

"what happened?"

Huang Yaoshi looked up at him, calmed down, and then said:

"I promised you before that the two of us will go back to the island. I'm afraid it won't work."

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Since Feng Heng and Huang Yaoshi lived in this small courtyard, they have lived a few days of ease.

This day, after noon, the two of them spent time in the room. Huang Yaoshi was always in the middle of it, meditating quietly. Feng Heng was standing by the window with coral standing on the edge of the window. With a pair of small red bean eyes open, he tilted his head and looked at Feng Heng.

It didn't take long for the coral to shed its fluff and take on the shape of a bird. Its red feathers are not stained with other colors. When viewed in the sun, it looks like a raging fire.

But with growing up, of course, there are troubles.

Coral has recently become obsessed with the physically demanding activity of carrying. From time to time, she has to grab things around her and throw them somewhere she doesn't know.

Take Coral wandering into his house as an example, eating the cakes that Island Master Huang sent; The book was thrown away; the unused one-character scarf bought by Island Master Huang as a gift for him disappeared; the jade flute that Island Master Huang played out of his interest last night was taken by Feng Heng just now from Shan Shan's house. Saved from the paws.

Feng Heng looked at the coral as if looking at himself innocently, and helplessly stretched out the jade flute in front of it, and blamed:

"Where are you going to take it?"

Coral naturally didn't know that Feng Heng was scolding it. Seeing that the shiny green wooden pole stretched out into its sphere of influence again, it raised a paw and stretched out to hold the jade flute.

Huang Yaoshi, who was studying the chessboard at the table, raised his eyes from the chessboard and stared at Feng Heng, who had his back turned to him.

Feng Heng took back the jade flute, raised his hand and tapped Shan Shan's little head, seeing how oily and salty it was, it was useless to say it.

He turned back to the table and thought, what happened to the coral? Why is it so interested in these strange things and has a habit of collecting things? Could it be that it is actually a mutated crow?

Then he handed the jade flute to Huang Yaoshi on the opposite side and said:

"You put it away and don't put it in my house again, otherwise the coral will hide it somewhere if you see it."

Huang Yaoshi hummed in his heart, it's not just Xiao, I even want to put myself in this room and never leave, what can a little bird do to me?But he couldn't compete fiercely with a bird, so he had to put away the flute silently.

That night, Feng Heng was taking a bath behind the screen in the house, when he heard the sound of fluttering wings, he thought to himself, it must be Coral who went out and had a big meal and came back, who would have thought that after a while, he heard Coral Pu Leng Leng flapped his wings and flew out again, he felt strange, after washing quickly, he put on a long gown and walked out from behind the screen.

Just as he was putting on his belt, there was a knock on the door, and Feng Heng opened the door in response, only to see Huang Yaoshi standing outside with his hands behind his back.

Huang Yaoshi saw that Feng Heng was only wearing unlined clothing, and his wet hair was still hanging on his shoulders. He was afraid that Feng Heng would catch the wind, and was about to speak. At this moment, he heard Shan Shan screaming behind him. , Feng Heng saw his underwear from the hands behind his back.

Feng Heng was startled, and looked at the square table again, and sure enough, the change of underwear he had prepared had disappeared, so he could only say:

"Come in and talk."

So one person and one bird entered Feng Heng's room quietly.There was still a little bit of drunken steam in the room, which added a bit of intoxicating smell. Huang Yaoshi waited for the two of them to sit down, coughed dryly, and then handed the cloth to Feng Heng, saying:

"I happened to see Coral grabbing the clothes and flying out of your house, so I intercepted them. You can put them away this time."

Coral really yelled a few times, I don't know if it was protesting or bravely admitting the good deeds she had done.

Feng Heng accepted it with some embarrassment, and said:

"Coral is getting more and more mischievous, you have to learn a lesson to keep your memory alive"

The cloth was soft and smooth, and when it was pulled out between the fingers, Huang Yaoshi had a question in his mind:

Is this thing too thin?

He thought in his heart, then subconsciously blurted out:

"Don't wear it"

Feng Heng looked at him inexplicably, and said doubtfully:

"What are you not wearing?"

Huang Yaoshi had already spoken, and there was no way he could take it back and cover it up, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"I mean this piece of fabric, worn under the underwear, that...cough...won't the ass/butt be too tight?"

Feng Heng: ...

In the next few days, Feng Heng discovered something that no one could ignore.

From different angles, he could always feel that Island Master Huang was staring at him strangely, to be precise, at his ass.

The intense and scorching sight was almost more embarrassing than the see-through light, Feng Heng thought to himself, I'm just wearing underwear, what about that?I don't wear underwear, what should I wear?The underwear you wear has longer trouser legs than the trousers, which is not only not conducive to sports, but if you wear it alone, isn’t it like going into battle in a vacuum?There's always a cool breeze coming in, okay?

However, Island Master Huang at this time had another thought in his heart.

I don't know what happened in the past few days, but Feng Heng's small, round and firm buttocks always pop out from the depths of his mind unconsciously.

The fabric he saw that night seemed to be still in his hands. The fabric was soft and stretchable, and it was wrapped tightly. Incredible.

His gaze always followed Feng Heng unconsciously. Although he couldn't see any lines, he knew that there was a layer of cloth close to the hips in the loose trousers that tightly bound Feng Heng. Although his legs were slender, But the flesh is tight and elastic. When covering it with both hands, the seams of the cloth are tight on the inner thighs, and penetrate into the flesh, making people's blood rush.

The slippery and firm buttocks, wrapped in the thin and tight fabric, are like two smooth and tender meat balls, which are mouth-watering.

Just thinking about it like this at this moment, Huang Yaoshi felt a little confused.From this point of view, it is a beautiful thing for me to be the only one who knows that this fabric is worn on Feng Heng's body all the time, and knows how attractive the fabric feels and feels on him.

After two days, Feng Heng couldn't bear the enthusiastic gaze of the island owner, so he simply crossed the barrier, gave up the restraint, and went into battle in a vacuum wearing only obscene clothes. Although the cold wind passed through from time to time, it was better to return to freedom than Master Huang sees through the light very happily.

However, since Feng Heng ran towards freedom, Island Master Huang's perspective light has not decreased but increased, but for some reason, there always seems to be a trace of regret and loss in that line of sight.

It must be an illusion, Feng Heng thought.

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