[Gujian Yigong] Same goal in different ways

〇 seven

Feng Guangmo couldn't help shivering when held by those cool hands.

"No..." He stretched out his hand to grab Ouyang Shaogong's hand, but when he rubbed his hands lightly, a tingling pleasure swept his whole body, and finally his arm obeyed his desire and hung down softly .

Ouyang Shaogong moved slowly, his fingers surrounded his slowly expanding genitals, rubbing along the folds on it.The thing quickly secreted mucus from the top, which wetted those beautiful and slender hands.

Taking a panoramic view of all this, Feng Guangmo's eyes felt hot, he panted and turned his head away.

It could not be said that he was not gentle, but this kind of gentleness on the two of them seemed extraordinarily cruel.That was his mortal enemy, the chief culprit who had imprisoned him here for eight years, tortured and humiliated him.But he couldn't resist Huanhaoshi's extreme tenderness and lingering, and he often fell into desire and couldn't extricate himself.

Following the movement of Ouyang Shaogong's fingers, bursts of joy came from below him. Feng Guangmo covered his mouth with his hands, trying not to let out a half groan, but his whole body had already collapsed under Ouyang Shaogong's arms. In Gong's arms, a head of blue hair slid down Ouyang Shaogong's shoulders, overlapping with his hair.

Ouyang Shaogong raised his eyes to look at him, saw that he covered his mouth tightly, forced his voice to be suppressed, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

"Is it so difficult to let go of your lofty pride?"

This is not a matter of pride!

Feng Guangmo retorted frantically in his heart.He tried to speak, but the voice in his lust made him sick as soon as he opened his mouth.

The slightly stiff fingertips scratched gently at the top, Feng Guangmo's body tensed suddenly, trembling tremblingly, the fingertips around Ouyang Shaogong's shoulders were tightly inserted into the palm of his hand.

As if deliberately prolonging his enjoyment time, Ouyang Shaogong would stop and rest every time he felt the genital trembling in his hand was about to reach its peak, and would not continue until the future orgasm cooled down.Back and forth, several twists and turns.It only provoked that the body of the person in his arms was sometimes tense and sometimes weak, like a fish caught out of water.

Feng Guangmo's mind was already in chaos, his body was so weak that he could hardly stand up, his whole body seemed to be immersed in boundless hot water, only the lower part of his body felt clear.

Ouyang Shaogong said suddenly: "I suddenly remembered five years ago, when you first started learning painting."

I don't know why he suddenly brought up the past, Feng Guangmo turned his head slightly and looked at him in confusion.

Ouyang Shaogong smiled slightly, and kissed his fingers, "That time when you went to Jiangdu, you didn't show me a good face on the way, and you looked like I was robbing a civilian girl, and you refused to even say a word to me. I Taking you to the market, your eyes are bright all the way, but your face is still cold, I really don't know how to make you happy.

"Then you stopped suddenly, stood at the door of Lanzhi Pavilion and said: 'I want to learn painting.'

"If you want to learn, I will allow you to learn.

"Master Wu Xian is indeed extremely enlightened, but in just a few months, he has achieved a small amount of success."

He suddenly sighed softly, no more words, and only focused on the movements of his hands.However, Feng Guangmo's thoughts also returned to five years ago - at that time, he had just been released from the cell for less than half a year, and his body was covered in punishment scars and his bones were emaciated.Lei Yan and Ouyang Shaogong tried all kinds of methods on him, all kinds of drugs that tortured life to death... However, he won in the end.

Even Lei Yan smiled wryly and said, convinced.

When he woke up in the guest room, Elder Danzhi, who looked like an exiled immortal, was standing by the couch, with a soft smile on his lips, and gently stroked his palm.

You are amazing, my Lord Wu Xian.

The man between the boy and the young man leaned down and kissed him lightly on the forehead, but he shuddered, the place on his forehead that was kissed was like a fire, and the pain was unbearable.

Why don't we try another way and see if we can get you to submit, shall we?

He whispered in his ear, then smiled and got up to leave.After that, he was kind and considerate to him in every possible way, and even took him away from the green jade altar to tour around.Like a bosom friend.

But he never forgot, that sentence.

——Why don't we change the method and see if we can make you submit.

In Feng Guangmo's life, he never surrendered.The ten witches under Nuwa's seat are all baptized by faith in body and mind, tempered by dogma, and they are the most determined and tenacious group of people.

He is the head of the ten witches, the proudest one.

How could he give in, how could he give in to this—

—one who caused him pain and humiliation.

No matter how much thoughtfulness and tenderness there is.

Ouyang Shaogong noticed his ecstasy, and suddenly exerted force on his hand, and the person in his arms trembled, with tears in his eyes, and looked at him mistyly.

"In those three years, I was very kind to you, but you were always the same to me. Later, I felt that this person really didn't deserve so much sincerity from me. It's better to obey my own will."

He smiled like a spring breeze, but there was a chill of anticipation.

"Now, don't you see that you are much more obedient and docile?"

He felt something in his palm twitch again, this time he didn't stop, but rubbed the thing more quickly.Even though Feng Guangmo covered his mouth, the panting sound still flowed out from between his fingers like water, his whole body writhed impatiently, and unconsciously shrank into his arms.

"Three years, three years and three years, Guangmo," Ouyang Shaogong said with a sigh, his eyes as cold as ice, "The third three years are about to pass, I don't know if I can make you give in completely Woolen cloth?"

Feng Guangmo made a sound like drowning, and just shot out.

Bits of lust are scattered on the river and snow.

Ouyang Shaogong carefully wiped the mucus in his hands on his lower body and inner thighs, and said, "It's a pity. But it's not a serious problem. If you want to..."

He stared at Feng Guangmo's misty eyes, and raised the sharp corners of his lips: "Then frame it and hang it in your room."

He dipped his handkerchief in hot water, and silently wiped off his cold and sticky lower body.The Jiangxue drenched with indulgent love liquid on the table lay quietly, the mountain snow deliberately left blank, the abrupt and lonely peaks and mountains, now it seems to be ironic.

Throwing the handkerchief into the water basin, Feng Guangmo grabbed the painting with an indifferent expression, tore it in half and discarded it like a shoe.

"Guangmo, come here." Ouyang Shaogong half leaned on the side of the bed, his brows were gentle and calm, and he patted the vacant bed beside him.Feng Guangmo turned to look at him, walked over and lay down beside him silently.

Ouyang Shaogong put his arms around his shoulders, bringing the distance between the two closer. Maybe the person in his arms was in a good mood today, so he didn't resist much, so he posted it.The cool body temperature soaked through the thin clothes, and soon merged with his own body temperature, making it difficult to distinguish each other.Feng Guangmo's body temperature is always on the cold side, at first Ouyang Shaogong thought it was because of the root cause of his illness in those years, but later he found out that it was born like this.

Cold hearted and cold, even the body is cold, which is really quite appropriate.

"Speaking of which, I've never heard Guangmo talk about family matters." Ouyang Shaogong picked up a strand of jet-black hair and played with _ in his hand, "I never heard you mention that you have a younger sister before."

"As soon as you enter the temple, your karma is over," Feng Guangmo said softly, "Even if you are a sibling, it's just a worldly concern that needs to be given up, so why bother to mention it."

"But Guangmo still cares about Qingxue very much."

"Both her parents died shortly after she was born. My mother-in-law and I brought her up until I entered the Wahuang Temple at the age of 16. Naturally, my relationship was different from that of other siblings. In the end, I didn't practice enough to combine her with her." Everyone else is treated the same.”

Ouyang Shaogong laughed out loud.

"The most precious things in the world are feelings and memories. Don't you feel sad for letting go of your emotions so abruptly?"

Feng Guangmo was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Naturally it was sad at first, but Wu Zhu's life is too long, compared with the lifespan of ordinary people, it is like a meteor fleeting. If everything is kept in mind, this Aren't the long years very miserable?"

The person behind him sighed softly, and dropped a light kiss on his forehead, as soft as drizzle.

Ouyang Shaogong pulled the quilt to his shoulders, and said softly, "Sleep, you are tired of being questioned by Baili Tusu today."

Feng Guangmo responded vaguely, and unconsciously shrank his body into the depth of the quilt, and soon his breathing became very steady and gentle.Ouyang Shaogong listened for a while, then got up lightly and wanted to leave, but found that the sleeves were held in his palms, and he couldn't pull them out no matter what.

He knew that this person's sleep had always been shallow, and he rarely fell asleep, so he didn't want to wake him up, so he simply lay down and hugged his slightly warm body into his arms.

Time flies, three or five days have passed before I knew it.

Hearing the knock on the door for a long time, Baili Tusu just sat quietly in the room without answering.He didn't let out a barely audible sigh until the girl's whispering voice faded away.A Xiang jumped up and down on the table like a psychic, tilted his head to look at him, Baili Tusu had a smile in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "A Xiang, let's go."

With a clear whistle, Hai Dongqing jumped out of the window and flew straight into the sky.

The days passed peacefully and peacefully, Ouyang Shaogong sent people to inform him of the progress of the life-resuscitating medicine from time to time.Baili Tusu's empathy and thoughtfulness really moved Baili Tusu, and he was grateful.Thinking of that day when the two of them played together on the qin platform a piece of Canghai Longyin, it was so impassioned and carefree, which has never been seen in this life.

If you have a confidant in life, what more can you ask for.

Now Ouyang Shaogong has retreated to refine medicine, and now that the goal he has been pursuing has come to fruition.

Thinking of this, even if he is as indifferent and calm as Baili Tusu, he can't help but be inspired by it, and his heart is full of slow anticipation.

However, under Li Ri's clear and bright mood, another matter is like a heavy cloud, lying in her heart, lingering.

Wu Xian, Feng Guangmo.

He avoided seeing Feng Qingxue because he couldn't face this person.That day on the piano stage, Ouyang Shaogong's words and words echoed in his ears, thinking about it carefully, this person's behavior is really suspicious, but there is no evidence at all.Even Ouyang Shaogong said it himself, but it was just a guess.

That was the eldest brother Qingxue had been looking for for eight years. How could he easily charge him with a single guess.

But if he wanted to live in peace with those who might kill his clansmen, talk and laugh at Yan Yan, and ask himself, he couldn't do it.

At this time, Qingxue had been away for a long time, and Baili Tusu knew that she had been by Feng Guangmo's side these days and would not be back for a while, so he walked out of the room and stepped into the long-lost sunshine.

Suddenly there was a triumphant smile from behind, and Baili Tu Su Xun looked at him, but it was Fang Lansheng.Young Master Fang walked over with a smile and winked at him: "I knew you were hiding in the house when I saw the fat bird flying out. Only Qingxue would believe that you were not there."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the icy young man turned around and left.Fang Lansheng hastily took two steps and made three steps to keep up, chattering on and on that he couldn't find Xiangling these days, and he didn't know where she went, wooden face, wooden face, Xiang Ling likes you the most, why not you Find it with me.

It's annoying to be so noisy.

Someone chuckled, the voice was clear and moving, charming and charming: "Hou'er is really eloquent, why can't he please Miss Xiangling."

Hongyu stepped forward gracefully, bent slightly, and flirted with Fang Lansheng.However, Baili Tusu's eyes fell on the calm and serious man in plain clothes and black hair beside her.

It was Feng Guangmo who came with Hongyu.

The author has something to say:

Finally, in this chapter, the thoughts of Shaogong and Guangmo have been clarified...Three years, three years and three years, from the initial desperate toss, to the subsequent gentle strategy, and now to the sugar-coated cannonball... ...The boss's methods have been changing, but in fact, it is just to get Guangmo's whole body and mind; Guangmo has been retreating in order to survive, but his essence is still that sharp as a knife Mr. Wuxian.

Speaking of which, Guangmo also has a pathological dependence on Shaogong, but only when he is not conscious.For example, in a coma, or falling asleep—and when he is awake, his rationality will tell him that Ouyang Shaogong is a bastard, so it is not Stockholm...

If according to the general routine, it is written that Guangmo slowly succumbs in captivity and abuse, and slowly falls in love with Shaogong... Damn it's creepy to think about it!

But it was because of his coldness and tenacity that Shaogong would always want to break him. If you really want to count it, the boss is the one who trembled.

The previous chapter was about the boss' ventriloquist, and the next chapter is finally about Guangmo's ventriloquist! 【Kill you】

Ahem I mean, it's finally the defendant's turn to speak...