Master is different

A thin halo was reflected on the two of them, as if covered with a layer of gold. Wen Yang opened his eyes slightly, and in his sight was Xi Heng's enlarged face. The touch from his lips made his heart feel hot. .

This time, it's really the amount between the foreheads...

The tip of the nose touches each other.

Breathing intertwined, Wen Yang unconsciously closed his eyes, inexplicably, he didn't hate such an intimate act between the two of them, even...

When he noticed that Xi Heng didn't seem to make any further moves out of concern, Wen Yang exerted a little force on the hand that hooked the back of Xi Heng's neck.

While exerting force on his hands, Wen Yang took the initiative to lower his head a little more, and Xi Heng's hand attached to the back of his head followed.

Not only does he not hate this feeling, but... he is very attached to it.

Nostalgic for this person, nostalgic... the kiss he cherished most.

Sensing Wen Yang's obedience, and the movement of getting closer to him as if he couldn't wait, Xi Heng's heart seemed to be rolled into magma, and there was a burst of heat, seeing the way Wen Yang closed his eyes, the ink color in his eyes deepened.

The tip of the tongue probed in without hesitation.

The clear breath seemed to permeate every hole, not only wrapped Wen Yang's whole body, but also filled his mouth with Xi Heng's breath.

Xi Heng's kiss was gentle and lingering.

It was like trying to eat him away inch by inch.

Wen Yang was also addicted to it.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became ambiguous, as if there was the sound of water lingering in the ears of the two of them.

Wen Yang's complexion gradually turned red, and when he opened his eyes occasionally, he saw Xi Heng staring at him with burning eyes.

It seems to want to devour him... The wild sex and possessive desire full of aggression are exposed in his eyes.

Wen Yang intuitively felt that his eyes seemed to be burned by these warm eyes, and he closed them again.

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A passionate and gentle kiss, at the end, Wen Yang's headband used to tie his hair had long since disappeared, and three thousand black hairs were scattered and covered the two of them, and they were still tightly hugging him when they fell down. Xi Heng's shoulders and hair are intertwined with each other... regardless of you and me.

After a while, the voices of Jin Xing and others sounded outside the hall, "My lord."

The few people who came back yesterday didn't see Wen Yang, so they came together, maybe there was something important, their tone seemed a little anxious.

Wen Yang was startled, and turned his head to look in the direction of the palace gate.

The loose strands of hair brushed against Xi Heng's cheeks with his movements, and after seeing Wen Yang's scarlet ears and cheeks, Xi Heng's throat twitched, and he stretched out his fingertips to touch her ears. .Twisting lightly on the tip.

Wen Yang shrank his shoulders reflexively, and said, "Itches."

In the past, the lazy and casual voice was mixed with a hint of hoarseness, but the ending was unknowingly soft and soft, like a spoiled child.

Xi Heng pursed his lips, watched him continue to tilt his head, and seemed to realize that his voice was wrong, so he lowered his voice to cover up the abnormality of his voice, and asked outside the hall, "What's the matter?"

Hearing Wen Yang's voice, several people outside the hall immediately relaxed.

Wen Shuang nodded to Liu Zejun, it would be nice to have the lord around... After thinking about it, she turned her gaze back, and said in the same hall: "Return to the lord, I have something to report."

Wen Yang paused for a moment when he heard the words, then turned his head and looked at Xi Heng, only to feel that the fire in those eyes seemed to infect him again, the scalding heat flowed from the eyes to the heart.

Looking at Wen Yang's slightly absent-minded eyes, Xi Heng had a smile in his eyes, and said with a teasing smile, "You want me to go?"

Hearing the meaning of his words, Wen Yang yelled at him, his hand drooped slightly, and he went around to hold the hand that was holding Xiheng around his waist, and raised the other hand to attach to his ear. Cheek, slowly sticking it to Xi Heng's hand that hadn't withdrawn, and said: "No."

The smile in Xi Heng's eyes deepened.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Yang said: "Go in."

Xi Heng raised his eyebrows, Wen Yang raised his phoenix eyes slightly, "Hide."

Suddenly, Xi Heng thought of that time in the mortal world...

The golden house hides the charm.

Xi Heng took a deep look at him, then hugged him forward again, and buried him between his necks, and then he said in a dull voice, "Okay, I'll go and hide."

***

After Jin Xing, Wen Shuang, and Liu Ze all entered the hall, they saw Wen Yang, who was seated first, at a glance. At this time, his clothes were neatly dressed, and his black hair was combed by Xi Heng who was 'hiding' in the inner hall right now.

Most of the crimson face was covered by the mask, only the lower half of the face was exposed... There was a flicker of blush on the thin red lips.

Fortunately, the few people below did not take a closer look.

And the culprit who caused all this was just waiting quietly on the couch in the inner hall with the breath from his body.

Wen Yang glanced at several people, then looked at Wen Shuang, "What's the matter?"

Wen Shuang replied, "It's over there at the Palace of Refining Azure..."

Some time ago, Tianqing's secret actions aroused the vigilance of Wen Shuang and Liu Zejun, because he had strongly supported the previous Demon Lord, and Wen Yang did not kill him because of the unstable situation after he ascended the position of Demon Lord. Nor did they trust each other.

And Wen Shuang and Liu Zejun have always obeyed his orders - secretly observing Tian Qing's movements.

It was only today that I got some definite news.

"Tianqing has been planning for a long time, probably because he wanted to harm the Venerable Lord." Liu Zejun said firmly, Tianqing is the person who took the position of the Demon Venerable, and it is right to avenge the other party, but the other party is too good at pretending, and even in their presence It took so long to plan under their noses before they discovered the clue.

Hearing this, Wen Yang's eyes turned cold, and he pulled his lips, "Only by him..."

The cold tone concealed a coldness and was full of deterrence.

The conversation of the few people fell into the ears of Xi Heng in the inner hall without any surprise. Hearing Wen Yang speak in a tone that he had never used in front of him, he suddenly felt a darkness in his heart, and wished he could go out and get people here now. See for yourself...

It must be cold and arrogant, the rumored mighty demon king... it should be so.

Xi Heng suddenly felt that the waiting at this moment was a bit difficult, and stared at the outer hall with dark eyes.

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Knowing Tian Qing's plan, Wen Yang ordered the three of them to go down to prepare, and when Wen Shuang and Liu Ze both left, Jin Xing was one step behind them, and the movement of leaving stopped.

"My lord." Jin Xing turned around and called out.

Wen Yang nodded.

Jin Xing frowned, and the corners of his straight lips parted slowly, he said: "This subordinate suspects..."

Having said this, Wen Yang suddenly understood Jin Xing's meaning, and interrupted: "I already know, you can go down."

Just as Jin Xing can always peep into his mind, Wen Yang also knows Jin Xing like the back of his hand.

This time, Jin Xing must have connected the escape of the Nightmare Demon Gate Warcraft with Tianqing, so Wen Yang intercepted what he was about to say.

I don't know why Wen Yang interrupted, but Jin Xing never dared to disobey the order of the Lord.

Seeing that he didn't continue, Wen Yang waved to him.

He was the only one left in the outer hall.

Xi Heng slowly walked out of the inner hall, Wen Yang caught a glimpse of his approaching figure out of the corner of his eyes, his throat suddenly became dry for some reason, and his eyes unconsciously moved to the other side until he could no longer be seen.

Perhaps it was because of the kiss before...or maybe he chose to interrupt Jin Xing just now because he thought of Xi Heng in the inner palace, but Wen Yang didn't look at him.

Wait for the footsteps to gradually approach.

Xi Heng's figure walked towards him, and a large shadow pressed down on him. Xi Heng looked down at him slightly, and he gently turned his face to look at him.

Wen Yang stared at Xi Heng's eyes, his golden pupils flickered.

The next second, he was picked up from his seat by Xi Heng, who carried him and walked into the inner hall.

The ambiguous atmosphere that had been dissipated by the arrival of Jin Xing and the others reappeared again, Xi Heng's hand was wrapped around his waist, as if... carrying him, Wen Yang slanted Leaning on Xi Heng's left shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yang asked.

Xi Heng walked straight in, his steps were steady, his arms supported him strongly, and he said in a low voice, "I just have something to discuss with you."

Wen Yang snorted softly because of the position in which he was hugging him, his voice softened involuntarily, no longer the dignified manner when he faced his subordinates just now, and said softly: "Huh?"

Xi Heng didn't speak.

When he entered the inner hall, Xi Heng bent down and put him on the couch.

Xi Heng said slowly, "I want to discuss with you, what should I call you in the future?"

Wen Yang was lying on his back on the couch, his gaze met Xi Heng who was bending over to look at him, and it fell into a pair of deep eyes. He heard Xi Heng calling him with a soft and tender voice... inexplicably He was dark and dumb, "Yang'er..."

Xi Heng raised his head, brushed his fingertips across his cheeks, his eyes were dim.

"Or Ah Ye?"