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Joey choked up for a moment, oh my god, he will unconsciously talk bald when he is proud, how can he overcome it!

"Accident, hehe, it was purely an accident..." In order to get over this matter, Mr. Qiao simply threw away all his morals and lower limits. He bent his body into a very difficult curve with softness and bonelessness, connecting one end to the other. Ibel, with one end connected to Ymir, sacrificed his appearance, and tried his best to seduce, "I'm so cold, please hurry up, I want it."

He told the two with body language, don't babble, do it quickly, and, why don't you just come together?

The result he got told him that men are really the same, and he couldn't bear the provocative generals, especially the provocative generals of his lover Chi Guoguo, it was simply unbearable!

Ymir bent his lips knowingly, he didn't dwell on this issue any more, and let him go as he wished, but it's uncertain whether he will reopen the old score after eating and wiping it off up.

Joey was speechless, and he couldn't make further progress. In short, he could escape for a while, maybe... he forgot?

Ha ha.

Ymir is a man of his word. If he told Ibel to come first, no matter how hard he endured, he would never go back on his word.It's just that being late by a second is also late, and it's reasonable for the two of them to stagger for a while and enjoy a big meal together.

I don't know if it's simply to make the other party happy, or because of the strange mentality of 'torturing' the other party, when Ibel became completely passionate, bit the back of Young Master Qiao's neck, and then stabbed him mercilessly, Ymir He was not idle, first he kissed his lips with pity, and comforted the two points on his chest that stood up because of the extreme pleasure. When Mr. Qiao exhausted all his willpower to restrain himself from making a sound, he did not Knowing where, I took out two shiny little clips.

If Mr. Qiao was still sane, he would be terrified by Ymir's powerful self-taught ability—where did this pure technical geek get his inspiration from? , created this pair of beauty and practicality, which is not inferior to the top sex tools in the previous life--breast clips? !

Extending it out, it is not difficult to come to a conclusion that we like to hear and see-there are all the nipple clips, will the others be far behind? !

You forced a technical nerd with five lectures, four beauties, patriotism and family to become a master of sex props, and you will go further and further on the evil road, Mr. Qiao, how sinful you are!

Of course, at this time, he was completely immersed in the excruciating pleasure brought by the twins, and naturally he didn't have time to pay attention to these "little things". His mind was numb, he blankly opened a pair of misty eyes, and looked at Ymir who curled his mouth in front of him, and the other party quickly kissed him, and while his lips and tongue were rolling, the trace of wisdom that Young Master Qiao had finally condensed came out. It was gone again.

Ymir's eyes are dark, and the people under him will not know how charming he is at this moment—on his beautiful skin like falling cherry blossoms, two red plum blossoms stand proudly, dotted with two shiny The little clip was trembling with the ups and downs of its owner.Suddenly, Ymir couldn't restrain an evil thought. He suddenly felt that the clip that could be taken off at any time could not satisfy him. Maybe he could replace it with a silver needle to pierce his skin, exuding a little bright red The blood bead came, and then closed it with a small mechanism that only he could untie. From now on, unless he allowed it, he could only carry the mark he gave him, and he could not get rid of it for life...

Because seeing him being possessed by another male beast in front of him, the uncontrollable anxiety finally calmed down a lot.

Even if the person who possesses him is his own brother, even if everything in front of him can be said to be allowed and facilitated by himself.But the desire for dominance is the instinct of all male creatures, and it cannot be persuaded by reason.

Ibel nibbled on the back of Joey's neck, as if a ferocious beast had suppressed its prey. The primitive pleasure and bloodthirsty instinct made him feel as excited as if he was in heaven.A few times, he even wanted to drag his favorite prey away from another coveted hunter, like a big cat protecting its food, but fortunately, his sanity soon returned, remembering that it was his usual Dear brother, so he could only sigh sullenly, and turned this unspeakable depression into a more intense whipping, giving it all to the people under him like a storm. This made him love and hate, and he wanted to completely A bloody... goblin.

Facing the scorching sun, the mercenaries in charge of the guards dutifully scouted, defended, and rushed on their way. At most, it was a pity why Joe Boss didn't invite any of them to play cards for so long, so he could only laugh and slander. Just played it alone?What new ways do the three of them play?I'm so sad and want to join, at least open the car window and let them watch!

Alas, when I was in the car, I was amazed at the comfort of the carriage. There was no need to open the windows for ventilation, and the air inside could circulate by itself without being stuffy at all. It was warm in winter and cool in summer, which was very convenient.Now they are sadly abandoned, but they can't help cursing this kind of "advanced". If it is an ordinary carriage, in order to maintain ventilation, they will open the windows. They can't play, and they can take a peek inside occasionally to satisfy their greed. Well……

Boss is so stingy, it's just annoying!

Inside the carriage separated by a wall, Mr. Qiao's voice was sobbing, shaking his head helplessly from time to time, two lines of tears were faintly visible on his cheeks, and he was extremely beautiful.Now his body has been replaced by Ymir, without giving him a chance to breathe a sigh of relief, Ymir's outrageous cleanliness was selectively forgotten, when Ibel quit, Ymir Without even a second's pause, he dragged Joey, who was in a climax, and slammed into it hard. After that, he became more ruthless each time, and the frequency became faster each time. Joey, who was in a sensitive and vulnerable period, The young master was so desperate that he couldn't speak at all.

And their arrogance, the reason why they have not been noticed by the loyal and pure subordinates outside is entirely due to the foresight at the beginning——

As a monk in the foundation stage, Joey doesn't know how to wield a sword, and he can't fly for more than ten seconds. He only knows a few pediatric spells, including low-level silencing spells. The spells that are allowed to be learned are small gadgets that no one will notice. They are purely for him to practice for fun. He used them from the beginning, unless they yelled, the outside would not notice.

At the same time, as a genius alchemist, Ymir also has ready-made alchemy props in his hand, which can effectively block the sound, and by the way, stabilize the carriage, so as to avoid producing an effect similar to "car 1 shock", because it has long been expected When it came to what would happen next, he used the things quietly.

As for Ibel, it was because of his absolute trust in his younger brother. This fluffy and cautious guy would never let things go out of control, and there would be such a major mistake as "being discovered what good things they did", so he Don't worry at all, you can let go of your hands and feet.

What's interesting is that none of the three people communicated with each other about this matter. They all knew that everyone was safe, but they thought that the other party would not know that they were safe, so they all held back their voices in a vicious manner, panting and sobbing softly. , whispering love words in a low voice, although it can't be completely enjoyable, it is so extravagant, but it is not interesting.

The voices from the outside can still come freely, what is going on inside, the honest subordinates can never think of it, this kind of small sentiment like cheating in a busy city is unspeakable, but very addictive.

Extremely crazy.

In the chaos, Mr. Qiao thought very fortunately, fortunately, his death skill is not too high. Although most of the eighteen styles have been taught by Qingsang, these two high disciples have a faint posture of being better than blue. , Those evil tunes such as 'Double 1 Dragon', they don't know yet, so everyone is at most just a wheel battle, and there is no real threesome... Thank God, thank Buddha, from now on he must Keep your teeth tight, keep clear at all times, and don't dig a hole to bury yourself cheerfully.

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So for two days and two nights, Mr. Qiao couldn't get off the car. When it was time for supplies, one of the slightly satiated beasts always went down alone, took food such as bread and roast meat, plus drinking water, and hurried into the car. At the next meal, there was no movement in the car.By the end of the journey, most of the mercenaries have accepted the reality with their heads down. These three conscientious bosses are too selfish and too much, and they don't plan to play with them at all...

From Ymir's point of view, after a very short period of time, his feelings are completely different this time around.When I went there, it was painful and boring like hell, but when I came back, it was comfortable and crisp like heaven.When people feel pain, time tends to be elongated in the senses, but when people feel happy, time is just like a fleeting moment, and days are like a flash.

So when the carriage stopped and the deputy leader Benson came to knock on the door and said that he had arrived home, Ymir was shocked. He didn't feel how he was doing, and two days and two nights were gone?

where did all the time go?

After tidying up in the carriage for more than half an hour, the three of them came out slick and full of lust.

In stark contrast to them, in the carriage behind was the limping, big-eyed newcomer, Victor the Illusionist.

He is not like the three guys who are fully nourished. Even Joey, who has a little sloppy footsteps, is much better than him. As a frail and frail magician, he is in the same line as those squishy dog ​​magicians in terms of motor nerves , can't lift his shoulders, can't lift his hands, and relying on illusions to deceive people's eyes doesn't help him at all on the road. He stays in the original carriage that bumps all the way, and no one cares about him walking slowly. It didn't fall apart all the way, even though it was solid and strong, the only passenger Victor was full of blood mold, and completely turned into a wilted cabbage beaten by frost.

Joey chased away two bastards who were about to follow him home.

What a joke, there must be a limit to licentiousness, right?You have already added ink from the imperial capital, are you still not satisfied?Is it reconciled to killing him all at once?

Then it was working time. Joey took the files brought out from the palace to the study room, intending to read them carefully, extract one or two bright spots, and then do some 'reasonable' artistic processing to concoct a script, and then Finish the shooting as soon as possible, and build your own fief as soon as possible.

Ibel and Ymir returned home one after the other, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Both of them were a little awkward and embarrassed at the moment, and didn't know how to speak first.

Ibel only felt as if there was something very important that he had overlooked. He was hazy, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn’t figure out what it was. He hesitated and asked his brother: "Ymir, did we forget something? gone?"

I don’t think so, but when Ibel said this, Ymir was also a little stunned. He tilted his head and thought about it: “Huh? Remember, it's definitely not an urgent matter, just leave it alone, maybe it will jump out by itself in two days."

Ibel still couldn't think of it until he had a headache, so he could only listen to Ymir and put aside this inexplicable premonition for the time being.

But Mr. Qiao here, he had just finished looking through the files of the king before he was ten years old, and felt that the young lady described in it was a bit cute, and was about to make persistent efforts, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, and he subconsciously looked inside. ——Since the establishment of the foundation, there has been an additional function of "inner viewing". Although it is impossible to see the general operation of the meridians, it can be faintly sensed. Basically, he would not get sick, not to mention that he had a faint feeling that this was not an ordinary illness, and that part of the aura was quickly plundered and swallowed by unknown things, which made him feel a chill.

It was as if a living creature had entered his stomach, and they would come to life, and they might soon pierce through his stomach and devour him.

At any rate, he has been in the seriously unscientific world of comprehension. As a forbidden man, he thought he had escaped to another world, even if he escaped completely... Mr. Qiao is a very careful person, with the common problem of artists, that is, he is good at all kinds of brain supplements , At this moment, he thought a lot. Could it be that he looks good on the outside, but in fact, he was viciously restricted by the masters of the sect. As long as he dared to run, he would violently activate within a long time. If he didn't go back by himself If you surrender yourself, you will die ugly?

God, why hasn't he thought of this before?I knew I wouldn't be so lucky, so what should I do now?Even if he wants to surrender, he has no chance to find that sect!This is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, can the space barrier be challenged in a small foundation building period?

Joey clutched his severe pain in his stomach, staring at his eyes, his body was like duckweed, he was full of worries, and his grief came from it. When he vaguely saw the growing unknown object in his stomach, he felt more conscious. Life is not long.He tried to brush a few treatments on himself, as well as various tricks to relieve the negative state. Some of them didn't work directly, but some of them acted as a catalyst instead, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to try again.

Open the system interface that has not been used for a long time, and check his current status, but there is only one line of red words - 'internal parasitic debuff', and the two blood bars representing Qi and blood drop at a uniform speed. When there is an air leak, as long as you brush and treat it frequently, there is no danger to your life.This brushing treatment is not only good for myself, but also good for that unknown parasite. Every time I use it, that ghost thing looks like it has been fertilized. use.

But if he is left alone, he will die sooner or later—besides, it hurts so much!

People are about to die, and their words are good. Mr. Qiao originally wanted to show his strength, but God is jealous of talents. Apart from the unwillingness of "the business is not halfway, but the middle way collapses", he is full of calculations. I am not very familiar with this In another world, the only thing he can't bear to part with are the two twin brothers.

What a crime, if I had known that there was such a terrible thing hidden in my body, I would not have provoked others.But now that everyone provoked him, he said that he would die, which would definitely leave him with a lot of psychological trauma, right?The big cake that was drawn first has no possibility to be realized. He still doesn't know what kind of difficulties the two brothers have to get on his thief boat. It's definitely not going to get better, it's better not to see it all the time, it's too cruel.

Enduring the throbbing pain, Joey had nothing to do with the 'parasite' in his stomach, and he didn't dare to look inside anymore. His psychological quality is not very good, and now the thing is just a round thing. If he had watched some evil-looking bug hatch out of it, he might have been tempted to commit suicide.While there was still time, he wanted to leave a sincere suicide note, telling the brothers how much he had to do, and telling them to forget about themselves and live happily, blah blah blah blah...

But after thinking about it, Mr. Qiao crossed out the thing full of the halo of the Virgin with two bags of tears in his eyes.Why, if they still forget themselves, isn't there no evidence of his existence in this world? "Cinderella" hasn't been released yet, those superficial ladies probably remember the handsome prince, who cares which hen is the egg? !Isn't he miserable?No matter, even if the pair of brothers are sad and painful, you should remember yourself for a longer time, it is best to form a psychological barrier, and you can no longer have sex with others...

In such tormenting pain, Mr. Qiao was blessed with the aura of the Virgin for a while, and aroused anger for a while. All kinds of divisions were shown in the "suicide note" he crossed out from time to time in a mess. It was simply chaotic. It hurts.

At the same time, Ibell's house.

Ymir had a small white face, blowing like the wind, staring at his brother, shaking his lips and saying, "Snake Manhua!"

There was a buzzing in Ibel's mind.

"You didn't give him the antidote?" the duet played.

"I thought you gave it!" Another duet.

Well, too many things have happened recently, and the two of them completely forgot about it. At that time, they still vaguely felt that there was something that they had overlooked, but they couldn't remember it. Right now, Ymir is doing an alchemy experiment. , his eyes caught a few bottles of snake manhua antidote on the shelf, and he was shocked. He knew what he had forgotten, so he quickly put on the antidote and ran over like flying, hoping that his brother would remember this, and soon Trick him into drinking the antidote.

Now knowing that their hope was lost, the two brothers began to rush to Joey's house together with aspirations.

"Maybe it hasn't happened yet..." Ibel comforted his brother, and comforted himself by the way.You should know that although in theory, it takes 49 days for Shemanhua to bloom and bear fruit, this date is not very precise. It is possible to advance a day or two or delay it a day or two.And when they separated just now, Joey didn't have any discomfort in his body, so they were in time.

"And with such obvious symptoms, as a genius alchemist, it is impossible to not know what happened. As long as you drink the antidote immediately, it will be a stomachache at most, nothing serious will happen." Ibel continued to babble. Said.

But it is said that when the snake manhua germinates and grows, it will be really painful. Today is different from the past. Thinking of this, the brothers still can't help but feel a little distressed.

Ymir showed this kind of distress, but the more stubborn Ibel secretly endured it, and could only divert his attention by talking nonsense, "The most urgent thing now is how to find a reason to get things over? After all, we have ...cough cough, knowing that you still treat him like this now, will it hurt your feelings or something..."

Does it just say 'we forgot'?How bad.

After talking nonsense all the way, they finally arrived at Joey's house. They asked the housekeeper, Charlie, and learned that Joey was in the study. It should be something urgent, so I didn't ask any more questions, and watched them go to the direction of the study like a gust of wind.

Alas, although Mr. Iber and Mr. Ymir are relatively respectable guests, they are still a bit reckless if they are bluffing like today!That’s right, after all, it’s not a well-established noble family, and the manor doesn’t have an experienced butler to manage it. It’s really rude—behind the capable appearance, it’s actually very strict. I’m sorry once again for Mr. Steward, who holds the title of nobleman very precious. sighed.

They ran to the study.

There was a suppressed cry from inside, and Ymir and Ibel looked at each other, feeling chills in their hearts.

Pushing the door open, they saw Mr. Qiao who was crying to the point of collapse, and completely fell into the state of "Damn, I am really about to die, help me". Forced as the noble son who maintains his faith, when he was alone, he finally couldn't help being weak, crying with snot and tears. He held a small handkerchief in his left hand and wiped it from time to time, so the current image It's not too embarrassing, but the eyes and nose are red, not to mention how pitiful it looks.