【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

Before touching him, Duan Juechen suddenly raised his eyes, and stretched his long arms around Lin Wanjiang's shoulders.

Pulling hard, Lin Wanjiang staggered, and before he could cry out in surprise, he fell on the young man.

A whisper came from the ear: "Brother, how about our cultivation?"

The warm breath sprayed in the ears, Lin Wanjiang's back stiffened, and the fire was stirred up again.

Duan Juechen was actually seducing him...

In the previous life, this person was tyrannical, how could he tolerate a woman?

I don't know what's wrong with this life, there are weirdness everywhere, but I can't detect the source.

Maybe it's the marrow that knows the taste, maybe this person is born like this...

Lin Wanjiang thought to himself, and hurriedly pushed Duan Juechen away.

Although the touch of him is not crazy, it is still repulsive.

Lin Wanjiang said coldly: "The last time was an accident, don't worry about it."

He has no interest in Duan Juechen, and he is not a broken sleeve, except for Yu Qingfeng who never wants to have too much contact with men.

Looking at the picture album, he, Lin Wanjiang, still had a good time looking at the beautiful girl in the picture.

That wimp in the previous life was only because he liked this person, it had nothing to do with men or women.

Duan Juechen looked up at him, shook his shoulders, and took off his clothes even lower.

He whispered: "Practice is practice, brother don't need to worry too much."

When Lin Wanjiang heard this, her heart beat violently...

These words are like a demon in his heart, entangled in his heart, entangled endlessly.

The room was silent, the strange fragrance became more and more intense, and the smell of alcohol rose to chaos in the brain.

It's like starting a fire, the more it burns, the more it burns, the more it burns...

Lin Wanjiang tried his best to restrain himself, but he should have gone out but was bewitched by the incense, which aroused his manly nature.

Lost ambition, lost heart...

The beast broke through the cage and turned into a ghost to devour the flesh and blood of the living...

Stepping forward, she slowly sat on the head of the bed. Lin Wanjiang raised her hand and squeezed Duan Juechen's chin.

With narrowed eyes and a sneer on his lips, Lin Wanjiang whispered: "Ah Chen is so casual, maybe he was born to be a prodigal."

He humiliated: "Then beg me, if brother is happy, you can talk about anything."

There was something strange in the young man's eyes, seeing some demonic obstacles, he raised his eyebrows and said: "Ah Chen, please brother..."

He looked at Lin Wanjiang, licked his thin lips lightly, his eyes were full of strange brilliance.

Prey hooked...

Hearing this, Lin Wanjiang smiled slightly, and raised his hand to pat Duan Juechen's face.

When the sleeve slipped down, a piece of arm was exposed, white as jade and skin like creamy fat.

Duan Juechen's Adam's apple rolled a few times, he wanted to take a bite, any place would be good...

Lin Wanjiang let go, and grabbed Duan Juechen's hair violently.

Pulling hard, squinting and whispering: "If Achen does well, senior brother will do as you wish."

The young man smiled evilly, and slowly lowered his head...

Lin Wanjiang raised her head slightly and grabbed the man's hair with all her strength, her heart full of revenge.

Duan Juechen in his previous life also treated him like this.

The difference is that he is unwilling, he is ashamed, he resists...

But if he doesn't obey, it will be endless torture. Duan Juechen has many methods, which are enough to make him cry for mercy.

The man had always been a brute, and had taken pleasure in torturing him.

Lin Wanjiang felt resentment in his heart, he squeezed harder and harder, and he didn't stop until the boy's forehead oozes blood.

Duan Juechen was exceptionally obedient, no matter what he did, he endured it.

Being pinched by her hair, she almost shed tears, but was restrained by Lin Wanjiang...

"Cough cough cough..."

Coughing violently, the room was filled with the fragrance of flowers, Lin Wanjiang's long eyes were foggy, and there seemed to be pink and black sweeping across the corners of his eyes and brows.

He looked at Duan Juechen, and saw the young man wiping the corners of his lips, his eyes flushed.

The fragrance continued to spread, the mind became more and more chaotic, and the eyes were blurred.

Lin Wanjiang rubbed her brows with her forehead, only thought that it was just a dream, the young man's face became more and more blurred, and his whole body was exhausted.

He whispered: "Duan Juechen, you bastard..."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Wanjiang slowly closed her eyes, and fell headlong into the arms of the boy...

It didn't take a moment to smell the long breath in the ears, and the eyes of the young man were dark.

He looked at the censer beside the couch with an evil smile.

This fragrance is very good, and it will make people who are slightly drunk fall.

Enlarge your obsession, turn into a demon, and greed is what you want.

Duan Juechen raised his hand and gently stroked the man's cheek.

He whispered: "Brother, as long as you have me in your heart, you can't escape..."

As soon as the words fell, she hugged this person and lay down, kissing him lightly.

He wanted to bite and leave blood marks, and wanted everyone to know that Lin Wanjiang belonged to Duan Juechen...

But he cannot do so, the time is not now.

The prey is willing to fall into the cage net, all of which are wolf ambitions.

I only hope to find an opportunity to bite off the hunter's neck...

The palm is attached to the same old tricks, despicable means, whatever works.

Lin Wanjiang is his, no one can take it away, no one can take it away.

In this life and the next, forever and ever, he will be entangled with this person endlessly...

The sky was dimly bright, and it was raining continuously outside the window.

A thunderstorm struck Lin Wanjiang, scaring Lin Wanjiang into a nightmare.

The body fell rapidly, accompanied by the torrential rain, the wind sounded like wailing in the ears, and the crows sounded like mourning.

Lin Wanjiang sat up abruptly, breathing rapidly, cold sweat dripping down her back, her peach eyes were bloodshot.

The eyes are red gauze curtains, the downcast eyes are blind, and the smiling face of a young man is on the side of his head.

It's all so familiar...

"Senior brother, good morning."

A whisper sent chills down Lin Wanjiang's spine.

He was about to blurt out a low growl, but the boy stood up suddenly and covered Lin Wanjiang's mouth.

He frowned and said, "Brother, do you want to call Master here?"

Lin Wanjiang was shocked, and his thoughts gradually became clear.

Yu Qingfeng is not dead, and this is not the past life.

With his eyes wide open, he subconsciously summoned the Longevity Sword, pushed Duan Juechen away and faced him with the sword.

"You... what did you do?"

Lin Wanjiang pulled up the brocade quilt to cover her body.

His voice was hoarse and trembling, and he questioned ruthlessly as soon as he opened his mouth.

When Duan Juechen heard this, his eyes turned red instantly, and he gently lifted the quilt, revealing bruises all over his body.

He looked at Lin Wanjiang and didn't speak. There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and Lin Wanjiang's eyes trembled.

He could see the bruise clearly.

The young man said quietly: "Double cultivation is also for cultivation, so you don't need to worry too much, brother."

As soon as the words fell, the wind suddenly picked up outside the window...

Lightning and thunder were deafening, reflecting the flickering light in the young man's eyes.

With a bang, Changsheng landed on the ground, buzzing like crying.

The events of last night flooded his mind.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes were dull, and her shoulder blades trembled slightly, the more unbearable the more profound.

He recalled that he grabbed Duan Juechen's hair and pressed it under his body, tortured like venting his anger.

The beauty in the room was still there, the breath was sluggish, and the body became more and more empty.

Although he doesn't remember it, he does know that he and Duan Juechen had another one-night affair...

For a while, there was a silence in the room, silent and strange.

Hearing the sudden rain outside the window, Lin Wanjiang got up suddenly, put on his robe indiscriminately, and rushed out staggeringly.

Seeing the person leave, the young man smiled wildly, raised his hand and squeezed the flesh, another bruise.

A dim light suddenly appeared, and the Longevity Sword suddenly disappeared.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Duan Juechen looked at it for a while, leaning against the head of the bed in silence.

Memories flooded his mind, it was when he was exchanging lessons with Lin Wanjiang.

They stood under the tree in the courtyard, and the phoenix flowers bloomed beautifully in the middle of the night.

Lin Wanjiang was dressed in white, with three thousand crows' hair like a waterfall, and her clothes fluttered as handsome as a god...

He asked himself: "What is the name of this sword?"

His sword had no name, so he asked back: "What is the name of this sword?"

Lin Wanjiang smiled and said, "It's called Changsheng."

He looked at Lin Wanjiang, his heart skipped a beat.

The senior brother smiled like a flower, with Dou Zhuan Xingyun hidden in his eyes.

For some reason, he casually said, "It's called long love."

Lin Wanjiang's cheeks flushed, and she didn't know what to think of.

Changsheng fell to the ground, and he narrowly won once...

The memories dissipated, but Duan Juechen remained silent, with red eyes at the end of his eyes and a dull pain in his heart.

He should have known his mind long ago, the name of long love is only because of longevity.

But how life and death parted, I just figured it out.

Long life grows love, long love should live forever......

The sky was pouring with heavy rain, and Lin Wanjiang was wandering from the mountains with a hollow expression as if he had lost his soul.

The rain wets the hair on the temples, and along the body is white, pattering down the silt.

The first time was an accident, but what was last night?

Unable to bear the temptation, he double-cultivated with Duan Juechen again...

He should have avoided, he should have escaped, but his obsession has not dissipated, and he has always been bound by himself.

The heart is not firm, desires are frequent, love disasters are inevitable, and evil relationships are hard to end.

"Jiang'er!"

There was a sound behind him, Yu Qingfeng was holding a paper umbrella and hurried on his feet.

When Lin Wanjiang looked back, his eyes turned red instantly.

Yu Qingfeng's feet were extremely muddy, his clothes were wet from the heavy rain, and his face was full of anxiety.

He reprimanded softly: "I just saw you passing by, why didn't you take an umbrella when you went out!"

Just as he handed over the umbrella, Lin Wanjiang suddenly reached out and hugged Yu Qingfeng.

A gust of wind swept through, the paper umbrella fell to the ground, and ripples splashed in the puddles.

Yu Qingfeng's back stiffened, and he froze on the spot, smelling the sobs in his ears, and his mood gradually cleared up.

He hurriedly raised his hand, patted the boy's back tremblingly, and asked softly:

"Why are you crying? Who bullied us, Jiang'er?"

Lin Wanjiang remained silent, ice crystals fell from the end of his eyes, big ones would shatter when they hit the ground.

Although he was worried in his heart, Yu Qingfeng knew that he was stubborn, and if he didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't be able to ask.

After calming down for a while, Yu Qingfeng said again: "Are you hungry? I will make you cakes for the teacher?"

Lin Wanjiang's heart warmed, her arms tightened suddenly, and she hugged Yu Qingfeng tightly.

Only when this person is by my side can I know that the nightmare of the previous life is gone.

He didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, but the matter had come to this point, and there was only panic in his heart.

The young man was trembling all over, his waist was slender and slender, Yu Qingfeng's heart was beating like a drum, and he tried his best to restrain his demons.

He persuaded in a trembling voice: "Stop crying, and go back with the teacher to soak in hot water."

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt was startled, and a soft whisper came from the ear:

"Master, Jiang'er wants to get married..."

Yu Qingfeng's heart was shocked, and his eyes gradually became cloudy.

Pushing the young man away, he firmly grasped both wrists, and pushed him against the tree beside him.

Lin Wanjiang was startled, raised her eyes and met a pair of deep eyes......

He heard whispers in his ears, his voice was extremely dangerous:

"Who does Jiang'er want to marry?"