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"You! Rebel..."
Then there was a low groan, Xie Zhiwei suddenly closed his mouth and gritted his teeth.
...It was actually hardened. Is it because the male protagonist has good skills, or is he too horny?
Xie Zhiwei closed his eyes reluctantly, and heard Mu Qi whispering from the side: "Master, I really want to bring a mirror, so that you can see how good-looking you are at the moment."
The tone was light and flirtatious, and it was clearly a distance away from him, but it floated in his ear like a hairspring, vaguely carrying the damp heat that had just bitten his earlobe. Xie Zhiwei saw sweat on his forehead, the white lotus brilliance bound him, and the black lotus aura wandered around him again. He was like a puppet being manipulated. Even though he was well-dressed, he was still extremely ashamed.
The ensuing sense of pleasure also made him extremely ashamed.
In his previous life, he was busy filming, and his private life was clean, but men have needs, so it's not that he hasn't fucked. But now he had to admit that it felt much more comfortable than he was masturbating himself.
So he is ashamed!
Mu Qi observed every subtle change on Xie Zhiwei's face, from forbearance to shame to helplessness. His eyes darkened and his fingers tickled lightly. It was wrapped in Xie Zhiwei's black lotus aura, and his movements suddenly became violent.
Xie Zhiwei couldn't stand, his feet went weak, but he didn't fall to the ground. He was held up firmly by Bai Lian Guanghua, his head was slightly raised, but his teeth were still clenched, and his brows were wrinkled, as if he was going through a calamity.
But the heavier and heavier snoring and reddened cheeks let Mu Qi know that his master was not so painful.
At least it is much more comfortable than crossing the robbery.
Xie Zhiwei's remaining rationality was used to fight against the physical corner, and he didn't even know when Mu Hao held him back in his arms. Mu Qi cupped his face with one hand, his throat moved, his lips pressed against it, and the tip of his tongue easily pried open his teeth.
Following that, Xie Zhiwei let out a muffled hum.
Hei Lian's breath tightened between his legs, his body twitched violently, and then he lost all strength.
For a moment, his mind was in a mess, this clothes...it should be changed again.
He gasped for breath, opened his eyes, and saw Mu Qi's eyes that were close at hand.
He tilted his head away from Mu Yu's lips, his expression indifferent.
Mu Hao looked at him cautiously, but he was not at all careful with the strength of his embrace: "Is the master angry with the disciple? But the master clearly feels so."
Xie Zhiwei said solemnly, "Do you want to imitate Ming Kong and make the teacher become the second Shenyou?"
As soon as these words came out, they were both stunned.
This is also difficult for Xie Zhiwei. He is a play geek. He has been thinking about scripts and acting skills every day. He was like a clear stream in all kinds of chaotic entertainment circles. Most of the knowledge about homosexuality is obtained from some film and television works, and there are also male artists in certain circles who do this, but they are not familiar with him, and they dare not show too much in front of a senior like him. It was also by chance that he heard some wind noises, and he gave a half-cold "So it is", feeling that those things were far away from him, and he didn't touch them, and he didn't want to touch them.
The reason why he mentioned Ming Kong and Shen You instinctively at this moment was because after he passed through, he was so badly poisoned by that pitiful fandom plot. At that time, he only cared about entering the play and playing the dungeon. He either yawned or didn't see the scene. God knows that many years later, it should be on himself.
And Shen You's tragic experience, and the slanderous ending of the Xuanyun sword faction's annihilation, all caused him to have a prejudice - the gay man has changed his attitude, and it will not end well if he is gay.
Looking at Mu Kui again, the original reddish face was almost gone, and even the hand that was holding him loosened a lot.
Sure enough, Xie Zhiwei was not the only one who remembered this bloody example.
Xie Zhiwei pushed him away mercilessly, and quickly tugged his clothes up.
Seeing that he was so afraid of himself, Mu Qian's eyes darkened a little, and he smiled bitterly for a while: "Master compares the disciple to Ming Kong?"
Xie Zhiwei lowered his eyes and said nothing.
It is indeed inappropriate to generalize the male protagonist and a small cannon fodder, but the two of you are the only gays in the whole text, and you can't pick out anything else!
Moreover, the male protagonist is much more handsome than Ming Kong, and when he changes his attitude, he is also much less human than Ming Kong.
After the deathly silence, Mu Hao finally opened his mouth: "If Master really thinks of me that much, I..." Halfway through his words, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and grabbed Xie Zhiwei's wrist suddenly, "I have no choice but to... "
"You!" Xie Zhiwei was caught off guard and bumped into his arms again, frowned and raised his head, but was startled.
Mu Qi stared at him with a stubborn expression, which meant that he gave up on himself.
Xie Zhiwei was startled: "How about you?"
Mu Haowei smiled at him and said word by word, "This disciple has no choice but to... as Master wishes."
Xie Zhiwei panicked, Shen You's figure like a puppet appeared in his mind, those expressionless eyes did not know good or evil, cold or hot, love or hate, it would be better to die clean.
"You let go!"
Mu Kui held him tightly in his arms, and the petals of the black lotus and the white lotus were wrapped together, making him almost unable to breathe.
"Let go? How can I be willing?"
Mu Hao said softly, "Even if today's disciples don't reveal their hearts, Master won't stay, right? Otherwise, how could he change his face, even if he was forced to put his life on the line, he wouldn't show his identity and recognize me. Master, have you ever thought about being a disciple?"
Under the strong pressure, Xie Zhiwei's side face pressed tightly against his chest. He could clearly hear bursts of heart sounds, rushing and powerful, which was the exact opposite of Mu Hao's fluttering tone.
"Four years ago, I stopped breathing and my heartbeat just like this. The disciple was very sad. Now that the master is back, the disciple is still very sad... Master, don't you have anything to say to the disciple?"
Xie Zhiwei felt that he was about to be strangled to death, he thought blankly, he originally wanted to apologize in various ways, but now... you should kill me.
He firmly guarded the last bit of clarity in his consciousness and tried to knock on the system.
At this moment, he seemed to hear a call: "Is there anyoneEngong, are you inside"
This female voice is very familiar.
It is the voice of Tantai Dream!
Wasn't she locked in the Demon Sect, why did she run out and find this place?
Xie Zhiwei was so moved that she was about to cry. It seemed that she didn't hurt her in vain. At this critical moment, she actually came to save her. Do not! Is to send the boiler!
Mu Qi naturally heard Tantai Meng's voice, he hugged Xie Zhiwei and looked out the door with a sullen face.
The blue light above the courtyard trembled slightly, and the barrier created by the Qingping Sword seemed to be destroyed by something. Soon, a thin layer of golden brilliance rose from a corner outside, adhering to the cyan light, and wherever it went, the cyan light was almost transparent. Although the speed is very slow, the effect is visible to the naked eye.
Xie Zhiwei looked at this situation and vaguely remembered the description of God he heard when he first met the grass python hero.
Butterfly wings are falling from the sky!
When he was happy, his eyebrows stretched a little. Seeing it in his eyes, Mu Qian didn't know what to think, and pinched his chin ruthlessly. "The woman in white..."
Xie Zhiwei snorted and raised his brows again, and the instinctual struggle for a moment was immediately suppressed by Mu Qian.
Mu Qian's voice was low and deep, almost squeezing out of his teeth, "When this disciple went up to Heaven City with Shizun for the first time, she was the one he saw by the river, right! She didn't die... I understand why the master asked me to wear white..."
You are the hero, she is the heroine, what's wrong with wearing a couple's outfit!
Xie Zhiwei roared in his heart, raised his head laboriously from Mu Hao's arms, trying to explain something, but suddenly his eyes widened.