Step into the clouds

Xiao Ping walked out of Yuncheng's study, and heaved a sigh of relief.This is the first time he has resisted Yuncheng, and it feels better than expected.

He stood there, not knowing where to go, Yunze went to drink flower wine, and Xiao Ping, who was the personal guard, had nothing to do instead.

The sun was setting towards the mountain, and a fire cloud appeared in the sky, red as a dancing flame. The sunset is always beautiful, but unfortunately it doesn't last long.

Xiao Ping closed his eyes, his eyes were still red, it was not the color of the sunset, it was the splash of blood.With a single cut, blood will spurt out, spraying on the body, scorching hot, and then one will feel as if one's own blood is also drained.The scene of blood splattering was deeply imprinted in Xiao Ping's mind. The memory of murder was like a maggot attached to the bone, and Xiao Ping had neither the ability nor the qualification to get rid of it.

Xiao Ping went to the empty gazebo where Yunze and his friends were reciting poems, stroked a big tree beside the pavilion, peeled off the bark, stimulated his internal energy, and carved words on the trunk with his fingers.

Under the bloody sunset, Xiao Ping's face also turned as red as blood.There was a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, and his always drooping eyes were completely opened, and a murderous look came out from his eyes.

A word slowly appeared on the smooth trunk: kill.

The fingers don't stop, continue to paddle.

The second word gradually appeared: cloud.

The third character is a left and right structure, the left side is next to an earthen character, and the right side is written with a horizontal line. His hands are stopped, and his face shows a kind of coldness and cruelty that can only be possessed by killing people all the year round. The bloodthirsty light in his eyes flickers on and off. .

With a sudden slap of the palm, the place where the lettering was carved was shattered, the sawdust penetrated deeply into the palm, and the tree collapsed.

In the end he didn't write who he was going to kill.

When the servants heard the noise and ran towards them, Xiao Ping nodded to them, turned around and left.

He picked out the sawdust in his hand while walking, and after cleaning it, he clenched his fist hard, blood flowed from his fingers, he licked his own blood, his hand hurt, and his heart felt a little better.

Wandering aimlessly, somehow ended up outside Yunze's bedroom.

The Thirteenth Master is not in the house, maybe he is hugging him with warm fragrance and soft jade at the moment.

Xiao Ping dismissed his servants and walked in.

A table, a chair, a bed and a couch all carry the breath of Yunze.In front of the window is the grass ring that Yunze made for Xiao Ping, and on the case are two clay dolls given to Yunze by Xiao Ping. Everything in this room is so familiar, and everything whispers Xiao Ping's innermost feelings. Little secret.

Xiao Ping walked to the desk and saw that the catalpa leaf wash used for brush washing on the table was filled with clean water, and a writing brush was placed beside the paper, and the ink on the tip of the pen had condensed. It seemed that the owner left in a hurry and did not have time to wash the brush.Xiao Ping picked up the brush, washed it clean, and put it on the pen stand.Turn over the catalpa leaf to wash, and there is an eagle flying high on the bottom, and a line of teeny lowercase below it: Pingbu kisses the cloud.

This catalpa leaf washer was given to Yunze by Xiao Ping. At that time, Yunze laughed at Xiao Ping for not studying hard, and even made a mistake in writing Pingbu Qingyun. Xiao Ping just smiled embarrassedly, and did not explain that what he wanted to write was pro-yun .

Jiang Fengyang said, how can someone not be a brother but a slave?

How could being a brother be better than being a slave?As a brother, we should be respectful and courteous, and meet occasionally.As a slave, you can be with Yunze every day, and see the real him. When he is happy, the slave will laugh with him, and if he is unhappy, the slave will cry with him.Xiao Ping took Yunze's happiness and anger as his own.He just wanted to be Yunze's dog.

If it was really a dog, it could stay by Yunze's side for the rest of its life.

When Yunze was in a good mood, he hugged and touched him, and he wagged his tail at him and licked his face.Yunze was in a bad mood, and he yelled at him, and he felt happy because Yunze wouldn't yell at others.Not to mention yelling, even if Yunze killed him, he would be willing.To die in Yunze's hands, not in the hands of his enemies, this way of death is the greatest kindness that Xiao Ping can imagine for him.

It's great to be a dog, you don't have to be busy for your livelihood, you don't have to care about who your parents are, and most importantly, you don't have to think about why you are alive.

When the estrus period comes, you can mate if you want to.

When you see someone you like, you don’t care whether it’s 21 or [-], rush up, let’s talk about it after doing it, and die with peace.

It's a pity that Xiao Ping is an individual after all.

He was very sorry that he was not a dog.

While Yunze was not in the room, he indulged his thoughts and did things that he would not dare to do normally, for example, lying on Yunze's bed, smelling the smell of Yunze on the pillow, untied his belt with his right hand, and pressed the Hard as steel guy.

He is a man.

Ever since he had someone in his heart, he has been suppressed in this regard.

He himself doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Yunze, maybe it's the family love that blood is thicker than water, maybe it's the friendship that supports each other, maybe it's some other ulterior feelings.If what he saw through the dark prison back then was someone else, maybe Xiao Ping would have regarded that person as the light he pursued all his life.But regardless of whether it was Yuncheng's design or God's arrangement, in short, what Xiao Ping met was Yunze.With Yunze, he didn't go crazy when he was imprisoned in a dark prison, and with Yunze, he had the goal of living.

Moreover, besides his mother, the only one who treats him well in this world is Yun Ze.

Xiao Ping was lying on the bed, and his right hand touched something hot and hot.

The speed of the right hand is getting faster and faster.

Breathing confusion.

Close your eyes and think about Yunze's appearance.

The 13-year-old Yun Ze was fighting with him shirtless.The sunlight jumped on the teenager's naked, immature upper body, dazzled Xiao Ping's eyes, at that time Yunze's chest didn't have any muscles, it was very thin, and his skin was fine/greasy, white/smooth, as if painted A layer of creamy/white milk.

The 16-year-old Yunze climbed ashore from the river.The drops of water flowed down his cheeks, to his collarbone, slid over the red spot on his chest, and finally penetrated into the white cloth wrapped around his waist, disappearing.Xiao Ping stood where he couldn't see, his eyes followed the water drops from the cheeks to the collarbone to the nipples, watching up and down.

Yunze was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.The front of the chest was opened wide, revealing a large area of ​​skin, which was as white as jade without any scars. As he breathed, his chest rose and fell, and his thick eyelashes trembled. Xiao Ping couldn't help covering his eyelashes with his hands. It's very itchy, itching to the heart.This was the only offense that Xiao Ping could tolerate himself doing to him, he didn't even dare to touch Yunze's face, because he couldn't stop touching it, because he knew very well that Yunze would never accept his feelings, Because no matter how much he deceives himself, he can't be a dog, because he is indeed Yunze's half-brother.

He is also surnamed Yun - this knowledge made him extremely desperate.

He is his elder brother, he has already been ruined, and that's all for the rest of his life, he can't ruin Yunze anymore.

Yunze is so beautiful, he should have a beautiful wife and have several lovely children.And his filthy elder brother, who has slept countless people and killed countless people, shouldn't have led him to an incestuous road full of thorns and scolded and cut off his children and grandchildren when he didn't understand what love is.

Xiao Ping often imagined that one day Yunze would reach a height that he could not reach or even imagine, and Xiao Ping, like a loyal dog, stretched his neck with all living beings underneath, looking up at him.

He never expected Yunze to lower his head to look at him, even just once.

He is not qualified to stand with Yunze at all, he is not worthy, and his liking for him is simply an insult.

So he must not speak out.

He only dared to think about his nakedness and solve it with his hands when Yunze was not in the room.

At the moment when the climax came, Xiao Ping couldn't help but groaned: "Thirteen..."

Then he heard movement outside the door.

Someone is outside the door.

Maybe it's just here, maybe it's been a long time.

Xiao Ping was a very vigilant person, but he forgot to check everything around him just now, so now he can't tell how long the person outside the door has been here.If the person has been here for a long time, can he hear the voices in the house?Will you hear Xiao Ping's "Thirteen"?

Xiao Ping quickly pulled up his trousers, straightened his clothes, and heard the man walk a step away from the door. Xiao Ping took out a dagger from his boot and stuck it behind the door. He was about to give him a fatal blow just waiting for the man to come in. hit.

Xiao Ping must never let anyone know his thoughts on Yunze.

Even if that person just came here and didn't hear anything, Xiao Ping would rather kill him by mistake than let him go. This person may be innocent, but then again, which person Xiao Ping killed in this life was not innocent?What he does is kill for a living.

With a sound of "squeak...", the door was pushed open, and the shadow entered the room first, and the setting sun pulled his shadow into a strange shape.

Xiao Ping stepped out, held up the dagger, and stabbed down violently.

He stopped just as he was about to pierce the man's neck.

Xiao Ping's eyes widened in surprise.

"Brother Ping!" Yun Ze shouted from the door, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Ping withdrew his dagger and stared at Yun Ze.

Now he was sure that Yunze had just arrived. With Yunze's youthful disposition, if Yunze heard what Xiao Ping was doing, he would definitely rush in immediately and break with him, there was no way he could hold back.

"Why didn't Master go drink the flower wine?" Xiao Ping put away his dagger, and put on a calm expression on his face, no one could tell what he was thinking from such a lifeless face.

Yunze stepped in, "Brother Jiang needs to coax his wife well first, we have an appointment at Xushi, I will come back to take a bath and change clothes while there is still some time." Yunze pushed Xiao Ping, "Hurry up and get me my clothes, and prepare to take a bath Water, hurry up!"

After a while, everything for the bath was ready, and Yunze began to undress.

Xiao Ping didn't get Yunze's order, neither to leave nor to stay.

While taking off his clothes, Yunze scolded Jiang Fengyang, "You said that a big man is afraid of a lady like this, that's all he is afraid of, and he still wants to go to a brothel, let's go to a brothel. If you have a dry addiction, listen to a ditty and touch your little hand, you will be satisfied. This person is really..." Yun Ze took off his clothes, and jumped into the bathtub with a "boom", splashing the boss's water, "You said he What the hell is this...Brother Ping!"

Xiao Ping shivered in shock, "The servant is here."

"Come here and help me wipe my back." Yun Ze called with his back to Xiao Ping.

Xiao Ping's heart was pounding.Pressing the heart with his left hand, he took a deep breath.

"Why don't you come over?" Yun Ze turned to look at Xiao Ping.

Yunze's eyes are black, bright, clear, and extremely energetic. His peach blossom eyes are much more beautiful than Xiao Ping's drooping eyes. Under the steam, everything is hazy, probably because Yunze tilted his head. The corners of the eyes and the brows are full of charm, and the eyes are soft enough to drip water.

He called softly: "Brother Ping, come here."

Xiao Ping's two legs did not listen to his command at all, and walked over spontaneously.

Yunze's shoulder blades were beautiful, Xiao Ping took a cloth towel and stroked it up, a little bit of Yunze's skin touched his wrist, the skin was incomparably attractive, attracting Xiao Ping's hand to touch it.

Hot, extremely hot.

Wanting to wen the neck that was close at hand, wanting to lick, to bite... Xiao Ping swallowed hard, bit the tip of his tongue, kept the altar clear, and focused on wiping his back.

The cloth scarf went all the way down to the waist and abdomen. Yunze's waist was very thin, thinner than ordinary women.Childish, with a firm grip, and with the unique flexibility of a warrior, such a waist must be very exciting to move.

Even through a layer of cloth towel, you can feel the beauty of this body.

The body under my hands has been longing for for a long time, I really want to press it under my body and penetrate/penetrate hard...

Xiao Ping was terrified, and the cloth towel fell into the bathtub with a "slap".

"What's wrong?" Yunze turned around and asked.

Xiao Ping's heart was beating fast, and he was panting heavily.

Yun Ze picked up the cloth towel and handed it to him again, "Why are you so careless?" Turning around, he continued to wait for Xiao Ping to wipe his back.

Thirteen Lords don't know anything...

Xiao Ping secretly gritted his teeth.