beg for chivalry

Wang Xiaoyuan stood still like a log, even though his heart was burning hot, he was at a loss what to do.Although he knows how to act, he is really an ignorant child.

Remnants of the Spring Opera paintings vaguely drifted through his confused mind, and Wang Xiaoyuan's face was stained with crimson, recalling those intertwined bodies like brocade snakes, the bodies of Artemisia chinensis coiled together, men and women writhing like centipedes next to each other.In the past, he felt a little timid and even disgusted in his heart. The most important thing in the Qingxiu of Tianshan Gate is to be pure in heart, and this matter will only pollute the filth of the world.

But right now, he is like an ascetic who is thirsty for water, his body is full of thirst, burning with raging fire.

For some reason, Jin Crow's complexion looked tired and pale, and his eyelashes flickered, as if they were about to fall down at any time.He waited for a while and still saw nothing, then quickly rolled his eyes and said contemptuously. "Wang Xiaoyuan, are you good at it? Don't you want me to teach you?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoyuan grabbed his shoulder hair and bit his lips fiercely, bullying him over and over again before giving up.This sharp-mouthed master will only calm down when kissing, struggling to be held in his mouth, and finally can only close his eyes and reluctantly let Wang Xiaoyuan stir in his mouth.

In the gap between deep kisses, the palm has been stroked along his spine.When the fingertips brushed against the knife wound wrapped in silk, Jin Wu shivered for a moment, but still stiffened his neck and did not say a word.

Wang Xiaoyuan fumbled around on his body, and a small glass bottle fell out from his sleeve pocket, which contained pure white ointment, which was as bright as jade in the moonlight.

"...What is this?" Jin Wu asked after seeing it.

It seems that a poisonous and hot sun hangs in the head, and the mind is still burned by the fire.Wang Xiaoyuan's mind was like a water wheel tied with a boulder, turning slowly for a while, and he thought for a long time before answering. "Sister Hongshuang gave...the ointment."

This bottle of ointment was first stuffed in his rucksack, and he used to carry some odds and ends in his sleeve pockets, but now he took it out after touching it.Two years ago, when he was still seeking flaws for Yu, he wandered around Fengyuan and got acquainted with Hongshuang, a local prostitute.At that time, Hongshuang mistook him for a private nest and gave him this rare and precious thing.

This is the first-class product, and when the cover is lifted, a delicate fragrance rushes to the face, refreshing the heart.Jin Wu touched the cover and saw the delicate golden belt flowers painted on it, and immediately frowned: "Drunken Spring Garden?"

Wang Xiaoyuan nodded, "Yes."

The golden belt flowers are exactly the pattern of the Zuichun garden of the Southern School. In the Song Dynasty, Liu Yuanfu wrote a poem: "No one wishes for the yellow flowers and emerald vines, and the waves are famous in the world for welcoming the spring." This is Minghong Candle Danqing's own handwriting.When Jinwu saw this pattern, he was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously recalled the past, Houtianlou and the Northern faction had a bad relationship, and the Southern faction was like a well water.Mrs. Red Candle was one of the people he least wanted to meet in this life. At this moment, thinking about it, there was only bitterness in his heart.

But that's not something to think about right now.The Golden Crow suddenly changed color, and said angrily:

"...You used someone else's things to prostitute me?"

If it wasn't for the wounds on his body, the tuberculosis ghost would be furious now, jump up and pinch people's necks into thin noodles and roll them into twists.Wang Xiaoyuan hurriedly grabbed his head and kissed him for a while, teasing with the tip of his tongue soothingly, but he bit him hard, baring his teeth and claws, like a restless wild cat.

Some white jade ointment was dipped on the fingertips, and there were water marks on the skin.While being dazed by the kiss, Jin Wu felt his fiery fingertips slide down, and the noisy ghost fell silent.Wang Xiaoyuan caught a glimpse of his crimson helix and side cheeks, his green eyes trembled slightly, as delicate and charming as peaches and plums.

"Does it hurt?" Wang Xiaoyuan gritted his teeth and asked.He always felt that he would lose the rein in the next moment, and his consciousness galloped like a wild horse, only a thread of spider's silk remained to maintain his consciousness.

Jinwu was silent for a while: "Hurry up."

The pain was like a screaming sea tide, slapping the body violently, the body seemed to collapse from the inside, and the vision was sometimes gray and pale, and sometimes it was blood red.His back was as tense as a bowstring, and he swallowed the pain into his stomach, his eyes became more and more vacant, and he fled away in a hurry like a frightened bird.

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Jin Wu stretched out his hand to grab the copper ring of the small bedside cabinet with difficulty, and grabbed a handful of secret treasure pills from the medicine cabinet.

It is quite strange to say that Yan Jiubian put a lot of things in the cabinet to torment him, some are white flower mandala, and some poisonous weeds sent by Kibe to intensify the pain.This secret treasure pill was also used by Yan Jiubian to threaten him, tasted it can make people addicted to pleasure.

But at this time, he had to use this strange thing to relieve the pain.Jinwu stuffed a handful of secret treasure pills into his mouth, chewed and swallowed dryly and with difficulty.Half of the blood of Mughal Hatz passers-by was dripping on his body, and even the medicine was hardly effective.

Wang Xiaoyuan saw him stuffing Mibao pills into his mouth one after another like drinking water, and he didn't feel a pause in his hand movements.Jin Wu swallowed the last mouthful, his limbs became weaker and weaker, but his whole body began to feel terribly hot.

"Master, these medicines...why do you..." Although Wang Xiaoyuan was confused, he still felt something was wrong.

This medicine is also really bad, it hurts the body badly, relying on it to relieve pain is like drinking poison to quench thirst.Jin Wu didn't know what would happen to him after tonight, but once the effect of the medicine wore off, maybe what awaited him would be more heart-piercing pain than usual.With his current body, it might be difficult to survive tonight.

Jin Wu brushed Wang Xiaoyuan's face, his green eyes were foggy and watery, like a drizzle, and it became more and more seductive.He tried his best to endure the dizziness and pain, and a weak and weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"In this way, you won't know whether I'm fake or sincere later."

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Just now the pain from the suppression of the Mibao Pill reappeared faintly, Jinwu seemed to have poured a bucket of cold water on its head, and its internal organs were rubbed with sandpaper.

"...What's the matter...Master?"

At first, Jinwu only choked up weakly, and then couldn't help it anymore, panting hoarsely in pain.When Wang Xiaoyuan turned his face to kiss him, he saw a pair of blue eyes that were distracted, and after fluttering a few times, crystal water drops rolled down.

This was the first time Jinwu cried in front of him, Wang Xiaoyuan paused for a moment in shock.At this time, there is no ecstasy, only boundless pain, like sharp claws grasping the heart, scratching fiercely in the body, tearing the blood to pieces.

"I..." Jin Wu buried his face in the thin quilt, exhaled with difficulty, and finally squeezed out a voice from between his teeth, "...it's okay."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab a few more secret treasure pills, crushed them and swallowed them.

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