【Rebirth】Mermaid brothers love doomed

When Lin Wanjiang heard this, his guilty face turned even redder, and he whispered: "Perhaps it was dinner, and it was eaten in the room."

Yu Qingfeng looked at him for a while, then asked again: "What did you eat?"

The moment he opened the door, he smelled a strange smell, but he couldn't remember it for a while, but felt like a flower fragrance.

Before Lin Wanjiang could speak, a strange fragrance came from the room again, and this time Lin Wanjiang also smelled it.

Duan Juechen replied in the room: "I smoked some sandalwood, does Master like it?"

When Yu Qingfeng heard the words, he just smiled and said: "Very good, don't eat in the room from now on, the smell won't dissipate."

Suspicion in his heart, what he smelled was obviously not sandalwood.

But Yu Qingfeng didn't think much, walked into the room slowly, lightly lifted his clothes and sat down at the table.

Duan Juechen stood by the window, gently shaking the folding fan in his hand to spread the incense in the furnace.

Seeing this, Lin Wanjiang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly made tea for Yu Qingfeng.

The young man turned his head, his black hair loose, covering the bruise on his face.

Sitting beside Yu Qingfeng, he said calmly: "Ah Chen just woke up, and his hair hasn't stood up yet."

Yu Qingfeng didn't care, his mind was not on Duan Juechen.

After taking the tea from Lin Wanjiang, she pondered for a moment and said softly:

"Tomorrow, I will go to choose Yufeng with my teacher, and ask this matter clearly."

"If it's too dangerous, ask Elder Beiming to follow."

Lin Wanjiang nodded, and asked Xiang Yuqingfeng, "When will Master retreat?"

Yu Qingfeng thought for a while: "After you leave, Chang'an will also retreat with me."

Duan Juechen smiled slightly, and sat on the side quietly looking at Yu Qingfeng.

Hearing the name, Lin Wanjiang frowned, but seeing that Yu Qingfeng didn't care, he didn't say anything.

He wondered: "Why? Isn't he going to be with us?"

Yu Qingfeng said calmly: "Chang'an needs to calm down, retreat for three months and quit drinking by the way."

Lin Wanjiang didn't answer, he didn't want to expose Yu Qingfeng's scar.

Yu Qingfeng pinched the tea cover, watching the tender buds in the water rise and fall, somehow her heart couldn't calm down.

He said again: "Are you two ready?"

"The head of the sect must have chosen an extremely dark place, and the evil spirits born are not easy to deal with."

Lin Wanjiang nodded slightly upon hearing this.

He didn't want to go at all, and he wasn't very enthusiastic about it, so he had to perfunctory in order to make Yu Qingfeng feel at ease.

Duan Juechen answered: "Master, don't worry, we will be back soon."

Yu Qingfeng responded, drinking a cup of tea carelessly.

The corners of his eyes kept sweeping across Lin Wanjiang, and then suddenly retracted.

Sitting aside, Duan Juechen suddenly put his hand on Lin Wanjiang's thigh, and gently rubbed it under the table.

Lin Wanjiang was startled and almost overturned the table.

Yu Qingfeng noticed something strange, put down the teacup and asked, "What's wrong?"

Just as Lin Wanjiang was about to answer, his hand touched the inside of his leg.

Terrified that Yu Qingfeng noticed it, Lin Wanjiang didn't dare to resist, so he could only say: "It's okay, I'm a little sleepy."

As soon as the words were finished, Duan Juechen smiled slightly with sideways eyes, and opened the hem of his clothes with his slender fingertips, becoming more and more wanton.

Yu Qingfeng raised his eyes and saw Lin Wanjiang's cheeks flushed and his back trembling slightly.

He was a little worried, grabbed Lin Wanjiang's wrist, and waited for a while.

Lin Wanjiang's Adam's apple rolled, and layers of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Yu Qingfeng grabbed his wrist, and his junior brother was still playing tricks on him under the table.

Yu Qingfeng looked at him and said worriedly: "Jiang'er's pulse is messy, he probably didn't sleep well."

Hearing this, Lin Wanjiang hurriedly withdrew her wrist, her heart almost bursting.

Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, Yu Qingfeng did not linger, but only instructed:

"Rest early and talk about it tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, before the two of them saw each other off, they opened the door and walked out.

As soon as the door was closed, Lin Wanjiang grabbed Duan Juechen's wrist.

He scolded: "You are crazy!"

When the sound of footsteps faded away, raising his hand was a slap.

With a crisp snap, blood oozes from Duan Juechen's lips again, but the smile on his face remains the same.

Before Lin Wanjiang could react, she grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him directly...

The room was full of blood, and Wei Ziqi had difficulty breathing, and she still strangled Bei Mingwen and refused to let go.

Even though he felt wronged in every possible way, he couldn't let Bei Mingwen feel better.

During the confrontation between the two, neither of them would let go.

After a while, Wei Ziqi's breathing weakened, and she looked at Bei Mingwen with red eyes still stubborn.

Bei Mingwen gritted his teeth, but let go first, and hugged him in his arms.

He still lost, completely lost.

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent cough came from his ears, and he didn't feel well, so he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wei Ziqi also made a death move, fearing that he might have strangled his throat.

There was silence in the room, only coughing accompanied by heavy breathing.

Bei Ming whispered: "I really want to kill you, let you die on this couch."

His voice was extremely hoarse, filled with maddened hatred.

Wei Ziqi sneered, and bit Bei Mingwen's neck with such force that she wanted to tear off the flesh.

With fishy sweetness all over the mouth, Wei Ziqi said in a hoarse voice, "If you want me, I'm tired of working."

His heart was suppressed to the extreme, but he couldn't find an outlet.

Their relationship was so strange that even he felt insecure.

Bei Ming was silent, pulled the chain around his neck, and kissed him forcefully.

Only when he is tied to someone can he feel at ease in his heart, otherwise no matter how many times he has possessed him, his heart will still be empty.

They rarely kiss, Wei Ziqi often resists, all he wants is practice.

But this time he didn't resist, the tighter his neck was pulled, the more intense he responded.

The tail of the snake wrapped around the waist, the two were speechless, entangled to death.

The moonlight outside the window illuminated a pair of figures, overlapping and undulating endlessly.

A whisper came from my ear, extremely suppressed: "Junior brother, don't leave me."

Hearing this man's almost pleading tone, Wei Ziqi's heart trembled violently.

Just as he was about to respond, he could only let out an exhausted growl due to the labor pain.

He is always not used to it, and gradually becomes interesting.

The spiritual power in the body was tumbling, and the two Yuanyang Chu repelled at first, and gradually shared the spiritual flow.

The effect is not as good as that of Tong Yin Yuan, but the two learn from one person, and the practice methods complement each other.

Another whisper: "Wei Ziqi, I love you."

As soon as the words were finished, Bei Mingwen stopped, staring blankly at the person below him.

Wei Ziqi's eyes trembled slightly, he couldn't respond, he didn't know what joy was.

Seeing that his eyes were red, Wei Ziqi hugged him and comforted him with a trembling voice:

"I'm not leaving you, never."

He looked at Beimingwen, forced a smile, and whispered in his ear:

"Even if you are Yaoxie, you are still my Yaoxie..."

As soon as the words fell, the cultivation became more intense, Bei Mingwen tried his best to restrain himself, but still shed tears.

He doesn't ask for a response, he doesn't ask for this person to please himself, this sentence is enough.

Holding the chain tightly, strangling people out of breath, this is his rein, holding his prey.

Even though it was dangerous, his throat would be bitten at any time, but he didn't want to let go, even to the death.

On the verge of death, Wei Ziqi finally had fun.

He knew it wasn't normal but he was willing to suffer, this man wouldn't really kill him.

What Bei Mingwen can give, no one else can give.

Suddenly being kissed, Lin Wanjiang was shocked, grabbed the boy's hair and bumped him against the table.

The sound of dong dong dong was filled with blood.

A low laugh came from his ear, the boy did not resist, but became more excited.

When he raised his eyes, Duan Juechen's eyes were red, and the blood on his forehead soaked the bottom of his eyes.

Lin Wanjiang, who was watching with a smile, was terrified, and raised his hand to slap him several times.

This person is seriously ill, he should be sent to Renxin Peak, where Chu Zhengyou can cure his brain.

After a few slaps, Lin Wanjiang's anger gradually subsided, and he grabbed the boy's hair and approached slowly.

He threatened: "If Master finds out, I will kill you."

Without fear in Duan Juechen's eyes, he let Lin Wanjiang approach and kissed those red lips fiercely.

Lin Wanjiang was furious, but it was as if she had punched cotton.

His junior brother is a little bastard and a hooligan with no sense of shame.

Letting go of the boy, Lin Wanjiang said coldly, "Go to sleep softly."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and extinguished the candle, got on the bed, lowered the curtains, and lay down slowly.

The shadow of the moon outside the window is hazy, and the outside of the curtain is indistinct.

The young man sat on the spot, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at him with his head tilted.

Lin Wanjiang's heart beat violently, and she hurriedly turned away from looking at him.

He was actually kissed by this person, an experience he had never had in his previous life.

I can't tell what I'm feeling, I just feel shocked.

Duan Juechen in this life was too wicked, now that he is entangled with him, there is always a feeling of immortality.

The boy didn't know what he was thinking, but he guessed it right.

He picked up the handkerchief, wiped the blood on his forehead, looked at the bronze mirror by the moonlight, and smiled wickedly.

Lin Wanjiang was merciless in his actions, but he couldn't get angry at all.

Taking advantage of it, he was ecstatic in his heart, it was worth his life.

Even if it hurts, he is willing to bear it.

Senior brother's palm is as soft as a catkin, and when he slaps it, even the wind is fragrant.

He just felt excited, the person Duan Juechen fell in love with was good no matter what.

Yuqingfeng walked to the courtyard, lingering and not wanting to enter.

Just as he was going to the wing room, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Yan Chang'an was wearing a middle coat, his sleepy eyes were hazy, and he laughed when he saw Yu Qingfeng.

"Elder Yu, I changed the mattress."

Hearing what he said, Yu Qingfeng's ears turned red, and she hurried into the room and fastened the door.

Yan Chang'an thought that this person was angry again, so he cautiously stood aside, his eyes lowered and he did not speak.

Seeing this, Yu Qingfeng just sighed silently, took off his outer robe and got on the bed.

He doesn't like to share pillows with others, and Yan Chang'an is no exception.

However, there is no softness in the room, and the bedding does not want to be spread on the floor, and the wing room is untidy.

Driving people back to choose Yufeng at such a late hour will definitely attract attention.

Yu Qingfeng looked at the young man, and said calmly: "Not yet? I have to repair it early tomorrow, so don't be lazy."

Hearing the words, Yan Chang'an raised his head and smiled, his eyes lit up a little.

He hurriedly climbed onto the bed, carefully touching Yu Qingfeng, wanting to hold his arm but dared not.

Yu Qingfeng knew what he was thinking, and directly handed over his arm.

The young man smiled brightly, put his arms around Yu Qingfeng, and leaned his head on his shoulder.

There is a soft voice in the ear: "Go to sleep, so I can sleep well."

The boy yawned and rubbed against the man again.

Smelling the familiar sandalwood, I finally fell asleep peacefully.

Unexpectedly, just after falling asleep, the demon whispered again in his mind:

"Chang'an, uncle, do you like this gift?"

"If you like him, uncle will help you."

"You take him out of Tianhai Sanqing and lock him up."

"Let him be yours forever, no one can take it away..."