The devil is me

Not sure why there is so much love to express.The kiss was lingering at first, and then became boiling.

It's long thirsty meeting nectar, and wind and snow meeting bonfire.

Xi Buwen closed his eyes, just like Wu Nian, trapped in absolute darkness, the waxy wetness between his lips and teeth was like a continuous spring rain, green leaves sprouted, flowers full of water bloomed, it was emotional and pathetic .Wu Nian is not quite the same as the Yun Chonghe imagined in his illusion in his previous life. His kiss is very gentle and extremely jerky, like kissing a delicate flower. To take off and possess.

Xi Buwen sticks out his tongue and guides him, making him blush, unable to help himself.I can't help the love that is flourishing without thoughts, it's so empty, I don't know how to relieve it, the ten fingers always have to touch something when they are idle, and finally reach Xi Buwen's face, touching it inch by inch, using hands instead of eyes , Outlining the face he hadn't seen for a long time, from the chin to the lips, to the tip of the nose, to the closed eyebrows and eyes.

I don't know why, every touch feels like fire, making Xi Buwen tremble.The scarred hand finally lifted his chin, asking him to lift his head to accept his kiss more deeply.

The two people's hands were groping each other's body, confused, both dizzy and blind.

The hand that was poking into Wu Nian's lapel was suddenly pricked, Xi Buwen stopped panting, and looked down, wrapped in a scarf, he felt familiar, as if he had seen it in Donggezhuang.

Wu Nian hesitated for a moment, took it out and opened it, revealing a blue bird mahogany hairpin, his breath was still a little unsteady, he didn't know if it was because of embarrassment or the desire to wash away.

In his last life, he didn't know how to show his love. He did more than talk, and hid it for fear of disturbing others. Xi Buwen knows.

"I carved it on the night of your birthday, but I never had a chance to give it to you."

It is not the best wood, it seems to be picked from peach branches on the side of the road, and it has a natural fragrance of peach wood, but it is cut and carved very finely, without any thorns, and a blue bird spreads its wings on it, lifelike.

At that time, he didn't know the past of his previous life, but unexpectedly, the purpose of the hairpin was similar to that given by him in the previous life. It can be seen that there is a wonderful fate, which made the two of them sigh with emotion.

Xi took it with care and respect, no wonder he had no thoughts and stayed up late at night on his birthday, warning everyone that the inn was on fire, and he was staying up all night carving this hairpin to make up for his birthday gift.

His heart was hot, and he held the hairpin tightly like a weight of ten thousand junctures.He also hated Wu Nian's thin skin and delay in giving it away, so that he didn't know his intentions until today.

What could be more satisfying than being in love with each other?

He secretly loved him in his last life, and in this life he finally proclaimed it with his mouth, no need to use breath, no need to use mouth shape, no need to shrink back, no need to be timid, just in the depths of thousands of lights and crowds of people, he can say loudly, he Especially like him, he likes him the most in the world.

What surprised him the most was that he actually loved him too.

Xi Buwen stood up holding Wu Nian's collar.Wu Nian tripped over his belt again, staggered and fell on Xi Buwen, and was dragged into the hole by him.

The bonfire lit after dinner was still burning conscientiously, and the two of them rolled into the soft haystack.Xi Buwen untied Wu Nian's clothes, and the chill fell into his body finely, which made Xi Buwen warm again.

Wu Nian's body is strong and well-proportioned, but she can't be seen even though she is covered by clothes, and her facial features are too gentle, which is unexpected.His eyes were blindfolded, under the white cloth was his nose that was breathing rapidly and Xi Buwen bit his red and swollen lips.

He unconsciously licked his lips and pursed them again.The impatient look made Xi Buwen very fond of it.

Xi Buwen bent down and planted love bit by bit.

"Xi Buwen..." Wu Nian gritted his teeth, his jaw line was tense, and he struggled to utter his name, and after a while, it was half begging and half warning, "Shen Po!"

After the loss of vision, the rest of the senses are enlarged infinitely. Xi Buwen's lips' elasticity, that bit of warm-to-cold wetness, and that bit of skin raised when sucking, all affect every nerve ending in him. , he felt that he was about to explode at any moment, turning into colorful fireworks.

Hearing him call him, Xi Buwen raised his eyes slightly, the indifferent eyes that once belonged to Wu Nian were filled with lust, shining brightly.

"Don't..."

"Well."

The unfinished words turned into muffled hums, which was understood by Xi Buwen.

Beads of sweat hung on his forehead, he squinted his fox eyes and smiled, willing to lie down and guide him to make him comfortable.Even though he was in pain, he didn't care, and maybe it wasn't considered pain. Those who had anything to do with love felt pain and happiness.

He was addicted to it, greedily watching Wu Nian abandoning his innocence and Buddha, and being disturbed by him, he endured it and endured it until he was unable to hold on to himself.But the next second, he couldn't laugh.

In a whirl, he fell from above to below, bowing his back, the jade jade engraved with the word "he" on his neck fell down and swayed with the frequency, his clothes slipped off, revealing his smooth and white shoulders and newly scabbed shoulder blades.

The control was reversed, and he was clutching dry grass dripping with sweat, and could only unconsciously follow the waves with his eyes closed.

Wu Nian pressed his neck, his Adam's apple slid up and down in his palm, he groped along the string on his neck all the way, Yu Jue was warmed by the warmth of his body, he finally knew that the word "he" on it was Yun Chonghe's "he" , which is no different from the jade pendant on the Que sword he gave him in the previous life.

He hoarsely asked: "This jade pendant..."

Xi Buwen panted, sweating on it, like a pearl: "The one you engraved was lost during the battle of Tianyuan, and I couldn't find it when I went back. This one was engraved by me."

His nasal voice is a bit heavy, delicate and soft: "I tried my best to make it exactly the same..."

The pitiful words made Wu Nian emotional, and made him feel his existence even more forcefully.

Xi Buwen didn't expect that all the itch he scratched before now turned into pain and returned to him, lightly grasping and slowly rubbing and picking again, it became a four-stringed sound like a crack.

People who are used to gentleness can be scary even if they are teased hard.

Before his eyes darkened, he thought dimly.

I don't know how the night went.Until the sky was dim, Xi Buwen woke up and found himself entangled in Wu Nian's body, two people's stomachs pressed against each other, legs crossed legs, and there were bruised and purple hickey marks between the collarbones.

Wu Nian's body was not flawless either, the light bloodstains scratched by Xi Buwen showed the intensity and joy of last night.

He vaguely recalled that last night he deliberately hooked his back and called his master to make him feel embarrassed.The result is that I don't want to live anymore, crying and crying, biting his chin mournfully, begging him to be more gentle.

Xi Buwen thought he had a thick skin, but at this moment he couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

He counted the scars on Wu Nian's body until he saw the dark brown birthmark on his butterfly bone.

He had glimpsed it once when he was in the shower, and before he had time to look at it, he rubbed it lightly with his fingertips, the birthmark like a horrible crack in fine china.

With this touch, Wu Nian woke up, and felt that Xi Buwen was lying on his body, touching his back.

"Is this... a birthmark?"

"At first, I thought it was just a birthmark." His voice was very low, and the words were glued together, with a laziness that had not yet woken up. The mark of the sky thunder."

Brought from the mother's womb, it will be taken with her when she dies.Life after life is God's punishment.

Xi Buwen's pupils dilated.

If you get the apocalypse but fail to respond to the calamity, you will receive a thunder from the sky.But he didn't know that Yun Chonghe had suffered it back then, and he thought that he died before he could receive the thunder.

"When? Before the various sects killed Penglai?" Xi Buwen asked as he touched his shoulder.

Wu Nian didn't want to say it at first, but Xi Buwen acted like he wouldn't give up until he asked clearly, so he had to confess.

"Before."

So at that time, he was wounded and his combat strength was weak, but he still opened a very expensive teleportation formation for him, and even insisted on going back to Penglai to fight.It's no wonder that he wanted to destroy himself, because he was already at the end of his strength, so he could only hope that he could get away with it in exchange for Penglai's thoroughness and Shen Po's life.

This is a fatal situation, but he still lied to him, telling him to hide it and wait for him to come back.

Xi Buwen choked up, "Liar."

"You're a liar," he scolded.

Wu Nian stretched her hands over to rub the top of his hair, hugged his undressed body even more forcefully into her own, intertwined naked, and kissed again and again.

Precious and important, it seems to embrace the epiphyllum and overlook the fireworks.

Only Lonely Stone Wall can witness this pair of lovers who have no future.

The author says:

Good sugar, hurry up and watch!