"Senior sister, won't Master Qing Silence and Dongfang Gongzi leave the cave with us?"
Chen Zhou held the groom of his junior sister and sister who had been rescued from another part of the cave, and asked about Qing Jing and Fu Zhenhong.Yan Miao was holding her sister, originally distressed and blamed herself because of her sister's emaciated face, after hearing Chen Zhou's words, she paused, recalled the expression of the silent master in the cave and the thoughts in Dongfang Gongzi's eyes, and after being silent for a moment, she said her thoughts: "Probably they still have something to deal with." ”"Let's go home first."
Yan Miao glanced at the other rescued brides, then lowered her eyes, and glanced at Sister A with pity on her face, she gently stroked the woman's hair, and said softly: "Sister needs to rest well." ”After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Chen Zhou: "After arriving home for a while, Senior Brother Lao went to the town to help me buy some snacks and food, and entertained Master Qingshan and Dongfang Gongzi in the evening to show my gratitude for my kindness." ”"No problem."
Chen Zhou responded very happily, he looked ahead, and exhaled lightly, the mountain god robbery in Shuiyu Town finally solved the case, and after the matter passed, he could also return to the sect with his junior sister.These are all thanks to Dongfang Gongzi and Master Qinglone, if it weren't for the help of these two, he and his junior sister would probably only end up with the same fate as the dozen or so newcomers in front of them.Thinking that he and his junior sister actually fell asleep at the most important moment, Chen Zhou was a little afraid, but fortunately, no accident happened to everyone.Sure enough, it should be a good thank you to Dongfang Gongzi and Master Qinglone.Here, Yan Miao and Chen Zhou were already planning in their hearts how to thank Fu Zhenhong and Qinglone, and at the same time, the atmosphere before Fu Zhenhong and Qinglone in the cave was gradually becoming hot and compassionate."
Why don't you convert to me, I'll help you" Fu Zhenhong said to Qing Jing word by word, and the breath exhaled slowly lingered on the tips of Qing Li's ears and spread to Qing Li's cheeks, making Qing Li's heart beat at a fever that was chaotic.At this moment, Qing Jing felt that the man in front of him was more like a snake, dangerous, deadly, and seemingly careless, but it was actually tightly wrapped around him.The light in the cave was dim, but he could clearly see himself reflected in Dongfang's undefeated eyes, and he saw that his eyebrows were tense and his expression was restrained, which was very different from his usual calmness.His chin was pinched by Dongfang Undefeated's hand, and the slightly cool temperature of Dongfang Undefeated's fingertips was transmitted to his skin, but it was not half cold from the increasingly intense heat in his body.On the contrary, Qing Silence felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and the heat in his body rushed to his brain, making his thinking become a little dull.Perhaps it cannot be said to be sluggish, but it is a heat, a heat that desperately desires to be relieved and released.A strong thirst rises from this passion, which is the desire of the seven passions, and it is the joy of the entanglement between men and women.Qing's Adam's apple rolled again, his thin lips were tightly closed, and he raised his hand to caress Fu Zhenhong's hand, he was afraid that if he continued like this, things would become more and more uncontrollable.However, as soon as the silent fingertips touched the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand, they were held by Fu Zhenhong's backhand.Fu Zhenhong put the palms of the two close to each other and clasped his fingers."
Monk" Fu Zhenhong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and slowly exhaled: "I remember that you Buddhists said that all things in the world, converts, must talk about the root and follow the heart, and you need me now, don't you" When the words fell, Fu Zhenhong put his lips on the lonely lip flap.Qing Lone's pupils shrank suddenly, and the touch on his lips was very soft, like a fierce medicine, slamming into Qing Lone's heart, shattering the shell called restraint and self-discipline.A fiery desire spilled from within, rushing to his limbs.Qing Silence should have pushed away the undefeated Dongfang, but he didn't do that, he knew very well that whether it was the heat in his body that he desperately wanted to be comforted at this moment, or the throbbing feelings in the depths of his heart, they were telling him that he couldn't refuse the man in front of him, no matter how he struggled, the word love, origin, born from the heart, there was no solution after all, his Buddha heart was not firm enough, and he lowered his head under the temptation of beauty.He wanted to have the person in front of him and wanted to hug each other fiercely, and his silent eyes gradually sank.Fu Zhenhong, who had been paying attention to Qing Lonely, naturally did not miss the change in Qing Lone's expression, he just stuck to Qing Lonely's lips, and then raised another hand that did not interlock with Qing Lonely's five fingers and put it on Qing Lonely's shoulder, "Monk kiss me" Qing Lone heard the words and closed his eyes.His long eyelashes were like black crow feathers, and they were like a closed arc, and at this moment the gray eyelash shadow was cast under his eyes, and his slightly reddened face formed a kind of pitiful depraved beauty like a cloud moon being pulled down from the altar.A few seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, there was no struggle or hesitation in his eyes, only the intense and scorching starlight behind Fu Zhenhong's face.The words of the man in front of him echoed in his silent mind, and he took the initiative to stretch out the tip of his tongue and poke into this warm mouth.The silent kiss is undoubtedly gentle, with a jerky and ignorant temptation, but it is this kind of careful exploration that makes the kiss between the two a little more newlywed.Fu Zhenhong's hand was placed on the back of Qing Lone's neck, and while rubbing the skin of the back of Qing Lone's neck with his fingertips, he guided Qing Lone to kiss deeply.And in this regard, every man seems to have a strong ability to learn, which is derived from an instinct.So under the guidance of Fu Zhenhong, the kiss between the two began to get better, and Qing's body became hotter and hotter.Bodhi is a great enlightenment, clear mind, Buddha beads are the strings of meditation and pure heart, and at this moment, the strings in the heart of pure silence are completely messed up in the scattered wedding dress.The light of the Buddha cannot enter this dim cave, and the Zen words and pure heart mantras of the Buddha cannot pour into the pure heart.In his ears was the low, gasping breath of Dongfang Undefeated, which lingered like a cloudy mist into the silent skin, making his throat thirsty and causing a shiver of excitement to rise up his spine.The bright red wedding dress that fell into the other party's waist, the snow-white skin was whiter and smoother, the messy black hair, and the lips that were slightly swollen because of his kiss.The images in front of me are full of seduction, all of which stimulate the nerves of Qing's silence.He raised his hand and gently touched his red eyebrows with his fingertips, the color was like ink, and the shape was like a knife cut.His fingertips began to move, from the brow bone downwards, across the bridge of Fu Zhenhong's nose, and finally stopped on Fu Zhenhong's lips.In the next second, Fu Zhenhong responded and gently kissed Qing's fingertips with her lips.At this moment when Fu Zhen's red eyes met, Qing Silence had an urge to put his finger into the other party's mouth.He wanted to go deeper, stirring his fingers against Dongfang's undefeated mouth, letting the moist ......
Some warm saliva stained his fingers as he moved, or as he pulled his fingers out, it brought out a silver white.Qing Silent was shocked when he realized that he had such a thought, but Fu Zhenhong didn't give him more opportunities to think.Fu Zhenhong suppressed Qing Silence under him, he sat on Qing Lone's waist, his hands pressed Qing Lone's shoulders, black hair fell from his chest, and the ends of his hair that exuded a faint fragrance gently swept to Qing Lonely's chest.Fu Zhenhong's skin is very white, delicate and smooth, like a good gelatin, which makes people want to reach out and touch it."
Monk" Fu Zhenhong shouted Qing Silence, pressed his body down, and then turned over to make Qing Silence and his position reversed.He looked at the silence above and stroked the cheek of the graceful cheek, "Take refuge in me," he said slowly.The fiery voice containing a kind of longing poured into the silent eardrums, completely disintegrating the last line of defense in his heart.The heat of his body was steaming, like a hot fire, driving him to pursue the ultimate sensuality.At this moment, Qing's body is extremely hot, and his heart is equally hot, but his mind is very contradictory and more and more sober in these hot heat.He clearly knew what he was doing at the moment, he was clearly aware of the wonderful touch in his hand that came from another man, and he was even more aware of the somewhat tight damp heat that the other party contained in him.Silence and silence suddenly echoed in his master's voice when he first arrived in Shaolin, and his master said to him: You know, all living beings are empty, their hearts have no beginning, and they are confident and pure.From now on, when you enter my Buddha's door, shave your ordination and practice, and take refuge in the Buddha's master, I will call you pure silence.You must be able to keep your heart, to clear the waves of all things, and to read the sentient beings who are free with emptiness.However, the old voice of his master slowly became blurred at this time, and was replaced by the voice of another person, which was pleasant and moving, hoarse and seductive, and when it was slightly low, it sounded as if it could kill someone.This person was also calling him a soft and slow voice, which made his body tremble and excited, made his bones seem to be crisped, and made his blood gush, and he wanted to feel the man who called his name with that instinct.The quiet and indifferent monk, when he likes a person, he will also become a fierce beast, rampage, and anxious.At this moment, Shaolin's silence turned his back on his Buddha and his belief in Zen, just like an ordinary person in love, instinctively pursuing this lingering compassion.In the cave, the sound of the ticking water is still dripping rhythmically.The smell of blood lingered in the air, and the corpses of spiders and vipers lay in pieces on the ground.However, in such a somewhat frightening environment, the silence and the red wedding dress used to cushion Fu Zhenhong dispelled the gloom in the illusion.In the dim light of the cave, only the slightly flickering candle flame illuminated the figures of the two embracing.