Maung-mei is wrong

Different from the gentle kiss just now, the suppressed desire for a long time made this kiss gradually turn into gnawing, spreading from Zhuo Yingxian's lips, to the side of the cheeks, to the neck, all the way down.

Zhuo Yingxian even took the initiative to turn his back, showing his slender, white nape and beautiful thin back to Nie Yunhan. The beautiful butterfly bones slightly protruded, as if they were about to pierce the pink skin , turned into wings and flew away.

Nie Yunhan kissed the soft skin on the back of his neck, caressed the scar that had faded a lot, panted and smiled slightly: "Why do you suddenly understand so much?"

"Learning is endless." Zhuo Yingxian leaned his back against his chest, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were raised, showing cunning, "I read a book of secret opera pictures."

"...Such a good thing, you dare to enjoy it all by yourself." Nie Yunhan bit him lightly, "It really deserves punishment."

"Just waiting for your punishment."

Nie Yunhan trembled all over, but he still pushed Zhuo Yingxian's shoulder to make him turn around and face him.

Seeing the other party's surprised expression, Nie Yunhan whispered in his ear: "I want to see your face."

The corners of Zhuo Yingxian's eyes were red, and he said with a smile, "As you wish."

Nie Yunhan supported the fullness of his two palms, and hugged him, like hugging the most precious treasure in this life, with his forehead against his forehead, lips biting his lips.

The fire is burning more and more vigorously, making people intoxicated and not knowing the way back, only knowing how to move forward.

The time is suddenly stretched, making people forget where they are, just looking for a moment of pleasure.

Zhuo Yingxian is like a pliable vine, beautiful and varied, and capable of countless changes. Nie Yunhan, who was bound by a vine, was willing to be a slave, and has since lost his soul to bliss.

"Ah Xian...you seem like a sweet and juicy fruit..." He whispered into the other party's ear.

There were tears streaming down the corners of Zhuo Yingxian's eyes, but he was also happy: "It's yours...it's all yours..."

"Whose?"

"It's Brother Han's..."

Everything is as imagined, even better than imagined.

The bonfire by the pool is burning, and the green smoke is curling up, soaring upwards, climbing higher and higher.

The inside of the pool was shimmering with waves, pushing layer by layer, slapping the wall of the pool, and the sound of water was endless.

A while later, the water in the hot spring pool sizzled, and Nie Yunhan hugged Zhuo Yingxian tightly and went ashore, walked into a shed covered with tulle, and slowly put him on the couch.

Zhuo Yingxian's arm hooked him and refused to let go, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his voice was lingering and full of attachment.

"Brother Han... hold me..."

Nie Yunhan hugged Zhuo Yingxian, looked at him face to face, and greedily took in every expression on his eyes.

The innocent A-Xian, the cold A-Xian, the cunning A-Xian, the affectionate A-Xian, and the selfless A-Xian, every aspect made him fall in love with him to the bottom of his heart.

Such a beautiful Ah Xian accepted him and led him into the temple.

Since then, the two have been in harmony with each other, and their souls have merged, and they will never be alone again.

In the shadow of the light and in the tent of silk fabrics, there is the most lingering love in the world.

……

In the end, it was Nie Yunhan who carried Zhuo Yingxian back.

"I thought I couldn't leave this pool today." Zhuo Ying was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, yawning on Nie Yunhan's back, his voice hoarse, "I really overestimated myself."

Nie Yunhan asked him worriedly: "Is it really not uncomfortable?"

Ah Xian never complained of pain, which made him a little uneasy.

"Can I not tell you how uncomfortable it is?" Zhuo Yingxian seemed to be grinding his teeth on the back of his neck, biting vigorously, "You look like an old lady with a broken mouth."

His whole body was exhausted, and the bite didn't hurt. Nie Yunhan lifted him onto his body and said, "I'm afraid you'll hold on, this is the first time after all, and it's been several times..."

"Okay, don't show off." Zhuo Yingxian closed his eyes and said tiredly, "The hot spring water is very slippery, besides, I don't feel so afraid of pain now."

The pain during the attack of the Soul Hook is terrible. Compared with it, this kind of pain mixed with joy is nothing at all.

"So it still hurts, right?" Nie Yunhan frowned.

Zhuo Yingxian sighed deeply: "You are so annoying! Shut up. Is it okay if I hurt? But to me, this level of pain is like being bitten by a puppy that is teething. It’s like biting the skin carelessly, you understand.”

Nie Yunhan let out an "oh" and kept silent, feeling that this metaphor was weird.

Zhuo Yingxian lay on his back and fell into a deep sleep. Before falling asleep, he thought, why should I be afraid of the pain? The fact that I can feel the pain means that I am still alive.

He was really exhausted, and he didn't wake up again when he returned to the hunter's courtyard. He slept peacefully and deeply, and even Nie Yunhan took off his pants to check the wound without noticing it.

Perhaps the hot spring water was really effective, and the wound was not a big problem, so he applied some medicine to Zhuo Yingxian, and then went to check if other places needed treatment.

Although his mind was blank when the passion arrived, Nie Yunhan still thought not to use too much force, so as not to hurt the other party, so the marks on Zhuo Yingxian's body were not too many, some were just red, not to the point of bruising.

On the contrary, Nie Yunhan himself was bitten by Zhuo Yingxian's collarbone several times, leaving a few tooth marks and hickey marks floating on the surface of his skin.

It is certain that Ah Xian likes to bite people, but when he is bitten, Nie Qianhu is also happy in his heart.

He didn't look in the mirror, and he couldn't see the current appearance of the bite mark. He just remembered the previous sex, and the instinctive part of his heart faded a lot, leaving only endless lingering sentimentality.

Nie Yunhan looked at Zhuo Yingxian sleeping soundly, kissed the tip of that small nose, and said softly: "Happy forever, my little fox."

When he woke up the next day, Zhuo Ying moved leisurely, and Nie Yunhan also woke up, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his forehead with sleepy eyes: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Don't you have a fever?"

"You wish me to order." Zhuo Yingxian stretched his waist long, feeling refreshed, he hadn't felt so happy in a long time, "I'm just a little thirsty."

"I'll get you water." Nie Yunhan heaved a sigh of relief, woke up and dozed off, got out of bed and pulled his shoes out.

When he came back, he saw Zhuo Yingxian standing by the bed stretching his arms and legs, as if he was stretching his tendons.

"..." Nie Yunhan said sullenly, "Are you... all right?"

Zhuo Yingxian looked back at him and couldn't help laughing: "It's a little sore, but it's okay, I think it will be better if I do some stretching. Don't worry, I practice sword all the year round, so I'm not that fragile. Is it hurting to stretch my hips and stretch my muscles when I practice sword dance? There must be some feedback."

Hearing what he said, Nie Yunhan felt relieved.

But why is secretly a little upset?

Zhuo Yingxian looked at his expression, smiled slightly, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said softly: "Nie Qianhu is fierce, very powerful, and fortunately I am so talented that I can stand it. Doesn't it mean that you and I are A match made in heaven?"

"That's true." Nie Yunhan was coaxed by him, and his thoughts were immediately taken astray. When he thought carefully about Zhuo Yingxian's "extraordinary talent", the ecstasy was really... Stop it!

He glared at Zhuo Yingxian: "It's early in the morning, don't recruit me!"

"I can't afford it. No matter how healthy you are, I can't stand your old man showing off again." Zhuo Yingxian is also a man, so he naturally understands why he is being hypocritical. In order to take care of his self-esteem, he is willing to lie down and coax A person speaks as soon as he opens his mouth.

With physical contact, the already intimate relationship between the two has been improved to a higher level. Zhuo Yingxian usually cares about face, but now he also thinks that as long as his brother Han is happy, nothing else matters.

"But do you feel that there is a faint fragrance in this room." Zhuo Yingxian sniffed and smelled it around.

Nie Yunhan immediately said: "You also smelled it, right? I also smelled the fragrance when I came back last night, but I haven't found the source yet."

The two immediately followed the smell and found a big bag under the bed that was blocked by debris.

"Isn't this the one Master Dai bought back?" Zhuo Ying said leisurely, "Why are you hiding it here?"

When Nie Yunhan saw it, a mischievous smile appeared on his face: "Sister Feng said it was useless, so he didn't dare to take it out! It's so fancy here, come on, I'll take it out for you to see."

Zhuo Yingxian hesitated: "No way, they hid it on purpose."

"Who told him to hide under our bed?" Nie Yunhan couldn't help but stretched out his arms and pulled out the bundle, dusted off the ashes and put it on the bed, untied the fur wrapper, revealing the dowry box inside.

When I opened it, I found that the stopper of the glazed bottle containing the ancient water was loose. No wonder the smell was so obvious.

Zhuo Yingxian looked at it curiously, and sighed: "It's really not cheap, I've seen their green qiqin from Brother Xiao Sheng's, the quality is similar to this, but if you say that the whole box sells for ten taels of silver, That was a real money grab."

Nie Yunhan had never played with rouge and gouache before, so he opened a box of rouge for a while, dabbed some with his finger, pressed it between Zhuo Yingxian's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Ah Xian, it would be nice to order some flower tins."

"Don't touch other people's things, what if Master Dai wants to return the goods?" Zhuo Yingxian slapped his paws off, stretched out his hands to wipe them, and rubbed the red dots into long strips.

Nie Yunhan laughed again: "Now he has become Zhenjun Erlang's eyes."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I can't tell, Brother Han, are you okay with this?"

Wan Lifeng's voice came from the door, and Nie Yunhan and the two turned their heads in a hurry, seeing that she was coming, it was too late to cover up, and they both looked a little embarrassed.

Nie Yunhan hurriedly said, "It's not mine, so I'll just take it and have a look."

"Whose is not yours?" Wan Lifeng looked at the familiar dowry box and asked doubtfully, "Hey, it looks so similar to the one Yu Shu bought for Qin Luoyu. It was Yan Sheng who went with Yu Shu yesterday. Could it be possible? ..."

Zhuo Yingxian raised his eyes, just in time to see Dai Yansheng standing at the door, and immediately became nervous: "Master Dai!"

Just now Dai Yansheng heard movement in the room, knew that Nie Yunhan and the other two were awake, and came to find them for breakfast, but unexpectedly bumped into them, immediately put his face on the ground with a "boast" and turned around to leave.

Nie Yunhan: "..."

Wan Lifeng looked at the dowry box, then looked outside the door, quickly wrapped up the fur skin, and chased him out.

The yard was not big, and Dai Yansheng had nowhere to run, and he heard Wan Lifeng calling him from behind, so he stood helplessly and refused to turn around awkwardly.

Wan Lifeng chased him with the box in his arms. Seeing Dai Yansheng lowered his eyes, avoiding her gaze, he lightly kicked his calf with his toe, and said with a smile, "You bought it for me?"

Dai Yansheng turned his head away, his face stretched into a coffin board again.

"Actually...the stuff is pretty good, but the guy in the store is dishonest and deliberately tricked you. I said casually yesterday, don't take it to heart." Wan Lifeng looked down at the box in his arms, smelling the fragrant fragrance. I couldn't help laughing and said, "Actually, I like it very much, and I accept it. But... this is really not suitable for me, and it can't be used now. I will go back to the city with you next time, and find the killer Qiandao's shop has retreated, ah!"

Dai Yansheng still kept his head silent, Wan Lifeng looked at his sharp side face, he really couldn't imagine the picture of him buying rouge and gouache from Yu Shu with his stinky face on his face, couldn't hold back, pursed his mouth and "eat" He laughed, but he didn't dare to make it too loud, covering his mouth and laughing so hard that his face turned red.

Unexpectedly, Dai Yansheng turned around suddenly, and snatched the package from her arms. Wan Lifeng didn't expect it, and as soon as he said "ah", his chin was pinched by the other party.

The next moment, he was kissed firmly.

Dai Yansheng put one arm around her waist, the other hand clasped the back of her head, and the tip of her tongue penetrated straight in. The kiss made Wan Lifeng suddenly feel as if all his strength had been taken away, and he could do whatever he wanted.

This person usually speaks with a three-point coldness, even kisses are like this, slightly cool but refreshing.

After a while, Dai Yansheng let go of her embrace, staring at her with cold eyes, with a hint of anger turning into anger.

Wan Lifeng was dazed by his sudden kiss, looking back at him in bewilderment, as if his hardened steel had turned into soft fingers.

Then, Dai Ye, who seemed to be aloof and arrogant, and kept strangers away, said the most naive sentence ever: "Make you laugh!"