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Chapter 85
Chapter 85 Extra Story: You Know
Above the bamboo hut, there is a hole.
Whoosh, it's leaking.
Shen Qingqiu lay on his back facing the sky. Luo Binghe pressed on top of him, like a puppy, kissing and licking along his neck, all the way down. He stared at the big hole above which was smashed by an unknown "Luo Binghe" during the battle just now. He couldn't keep pretending not to see, and said, "...How about we change places."
Luo Binghe raised his head and said stubbornly, "No."
Going down the mountain to open a room or something is better than being here!
Before Shen Qingqiu could speak, Luo Binghe said again, "No change. It's here. It's in the bamboo house."
This is very resolute. Probably, for him, the bamboo house is really a very special place.
Shen Qingqiu admitted that he had fallen, and consciously took off his clothes. He has some experience now. Otherwise, when Luo Binghe comes to take it off, he won't be able to wear it after taking off his clothes, so he might as well peel it off himself.
After a while, the outer robe, the middle coat, and the belt fell to the ground one by one, and the blue and black colors overlapped.
"Frankly" relative, the cool wind blowing, Shen Qingqiu was a little cold and a little embarrassed. Luo Binghe didn't feel that way at all.
He knelt between Shen Qingqiu's legs, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked extremely nervous.
The last time he was at Buried Bone Ridge, although he was confused and couldn't remember clearly, but after seeing the tragic state of bloodshed, he also knew how badly he had done. Coupled with being hit hard once, he was determined to perform well, but he didn't know how to do it. Shen Qingqiu saw that he hesitated pitifully, he sighed, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand to untie his waistband.
Seeing Luo Binghe's pale face flushed with anger, he couldn't help raising his hand and scratching Luo Binghe's chin, thinking that this child was a little cute.
But after taking off the belt, he looked down and saw the thing that had raised his head, and the thought that he thought he was cute just now was thrown into the sky.
...
Lying down Cao! this size! Shen Qingqiu said decisively, "No way!"
As if struck by lightning, Luo Binghe said in a trembling voice, "Master, we agreed..."
"No" means that you can't go up directly like this, you will die!
How on earth did he survive the last time, and he still hasn't died after being inserted into his body by this kind of thing! not dead!
Shen Qingqiu struggled for a while, and said, "Master... I'll help you solve it with your hands first."
How much to give him a little bit of rubbing off first! Shen Qingqiu's five-fingered girl had never served anyone, this was the first time in the world. He touched the front end of the meat column that was almost purple-red, with blue veins intertwined and protruding, and the shape was extremely exaggerated, and he grabbed it with a ruthless heart.
Luo Binghe cried out in pain, looking at him with a bit of grievance.
Shen Qingqiu kept hypnotizing himself, holding his hands neither loose nor tight, and began to move slowly.
The more he licked, the more shocked he became.
Whether it is discussed in terms of thickness, hardness, or temperature, this is not an organ that any creature should have, right?
It doesn't matter if it's the murder weapon, right? ! Apart from the fact that Shen Qingqiu didn't grasp the weight at the beginning, it hurt a little when he grabbed it, Luo Binghe was obviously put into a state of trapping quickly, his eyes staring at Shen Qingqiu narrowed slightly, the water was rippling, and his breathing was also slightly unsteady.
Shen Qingqiu's face was expressionless, but his movements were extremely hard. The more you rubbed the hand, the more sour it became, but this sinister thing, except for the umbrella-shaped head at the front, secreted a little white turbidity, and it didn't mean to vent at all. Unwilling to disappear, unwilling to shoot, instead it became harder and harder, no matter how calm Shen Qingqiu was, his expression became uncontrollably distorted.
Luo Binghe had been secretly paying attention to his expression, but at this time, he suddenly said cautiously, "Master, otherwise...you come?"
What? Shen Qingqiu suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Luo Binghe would let him go?
Luo Binghe said, "I'm afraid that I will hurt Shizun again, so I might as well ask Shizun to come."
He said it seriously, and his expression was sincere. He was about to lie down soon, and Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said, "No. You should come."
Let him come—he doesn't have that kind of experience, okay? If one is not careful, Luo Binghe will get blood flowing, even if he knows that Luo Binghe will still be elated, he will not be able to sleep at night!
Anyway, there will be opportunities to come back in the future, so you might as well coax him and let him taste the sweetness first.
In short, it was definitely not because he was a little touched that he gave up the initiative [bye bye]. As if encouraging him, Shen Qingqiu patted his head, turned around, and lay on the pillow.
He rested his elbows on the bed, his shoulder blades were high, his waistline collapsed into a thrilling soft arc, and his hips were almost in front of Luo Binghe.
Shen Qingqiu's old face was so embarrassed that he had a fever, and Luo Binghe grabbed him by the waist and turned back to the front.
He said helplessly, "What about you?"
Luo Binghe said, "Master, you need to be ahead..."
Want to confront me? !
Shen Qingqiu's black line: "Don't take an inch." Then he was about to lie back again, thinking in his heart: This child is really a lot of shit!
It would be good if you were willing to do it for him!
Who knows, Luo Binghe turned him back like he was flipping pancakes again, with a sad face, and said, "Master, are you so reluctant to look at my face...?"
There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, the tip of his nose was reddish, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.
Shen Qingqiu had absolutely no doubts, if he rejected him, Luo Binghe would be able to burst into tears on the spot!
Thinking of such a scene, Shen Qingqiu was embarrassed and soft-hearted, and he couldn't help but say, "No."
Luo Binghe was about to cry and said heartbroken, "Then why do you have to turn your back to me every time?"
You really think too much... Where did you get so many thoughts and emotions!
……never mind! If you don't want the old face, don't want it, lest Luo Binghe think about it. Shen Qingqiu said indiscriminately: "Okay, the front is the front! Take back the tears, what does it look like."
Facts have proved that Luo Binghe's tears are worthless at all.
"Oh", he said "flow" and "receive". He shyly touched his head and touched Shen Qingqiu's skin.
Shen Qingqiu had a slender waist and two long, smooth legs, straight and slender. Because the two were in a face-to-face position, they had to fold them up and walk down. Between the legs, the scenery was unobstructed, and there was a deep ravine between the two round buttocks.
Luo Binghe's hands trembled slightly, rubbing upwards along the delicate and smooth inner thighs. Shen Qingqiu couldn't help shrinking, Luo Binghe pressed one of his thighs, as if afraid of his repentance, and sent a finger in with the other hand.
The fingers seemed to be covered with grease, which was smooth and greasy. It was not difficult to get in, and they were quickly wrapped and accepted by the hot and soft inner wall.
The feeling of squeezing and bending a flexible finger in the tight body is very strange. Shen Qingqiu only felt a shudder as he climbed up the tail vertebra, and his scalp was numb. .
Luo Binghe held his breath and focused his attention. When he reached the third finger, Shen Qingqiu felt a slight tearing sensation. He took a breath and put on his forearm. He gritted his teeth and said, "...Slow down."
Luo Binghe nodded immediately, like a toddler, but he really slowed down. Following Shen Qingqiu's instructions, he took it step by step and tried to massage it. When he touched a certain tender meat wall, Shen Qingqiu After shaking a bit, I felt less uncomfortable, so I held back my shame and said, "...Well, there...you can..."
Why should he teach others how to do it himself?
For being a master, Shen Qingqiu really wanted to light a whole Cangqiong Mountain for himself.
Luo Binghe carefully expanded for him while observing Shen Qingqiu's expression. The corners of the bright red eyelids, forcibly pursing the lips that did not let the sound leak, the frowning eyebrows, every slight change could not escape Luo Binghe's eyes. This sense of indifference made Shen Qingqiu even more ashamed and unbearable. Just as he was about to turn his face to the side in embarrassment, he suddenly swept a strange spot from the corner of his eyes.
On Luo Binghe's body near his heart, there was a ferocious wound across his chest.
That was the sword that stabbed Luo Binghe in his heart when he pushed Luo Binghe down the endless abyss.
He really never meant to hurt Luo Binghe on purpose, but he always hurt him again and again, which is also true.
Shen Qingqiu was in a daze for a moment, and subconsciously reached out to touch the scar. At this moment, Luo Binghe completed the preliminary preparations.
As soon as he pulled out his fingers, the acupoints closed tightly, and Luo Binghe's hot chest pressed against him.
The fiery, thick umbrella-shaped head held against the soft and moist entrance, Shen Qingqiu hugged Luo Binghe's neck tightly, and took a deep breath as if he was dying, feeling that his body was being split bit by bit by that thing.
It still hurts. The entrance is too small and it hurts to swell.
Although there is grease from somewhere to lubricate, the friction is not large, but the diameter of the intruder is too large. As the pain in his lower body intensified, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but hug Luo Binghe tighter and tighter, his legs rubbing against his waist unconsciously. As soon as Luo Binghe spoke, his eardrums buzzed.
"Master... Is this okay?"
Luo Binghe's voice was full of restraint, obviously trying his best not to rush to the end.
Shen Qingqiu said against his will: "...Yes."
With his affirmation, Luo Binghe's hand supporting his waist tightened slightly, and inserted it even more happily.
The intestines were stuffed up, the acupoints were stretched into a tight circle, and the lower body seemed to not belong to him. Luo Binghe withdrew a little, then pushed back for the most part, advancing and retreating like this, the sound of murmuring water was constant, and the torment made Shen Qingqiu feel sore and itchy, wishing to slap his head against the wall, and before he knew it, tears flowed. It happened that Luo Binghe staggered his face and was about to kiss him, when he suddenly saw Shen Qingqiu's painful appearance, he was stunned for a while, and was greatly shocked, and tears followed.
Tears fell on Shen Qingqiu's cheeks, making him speechless.
Why are you crying! ?
Luo Binghe said: "I'm sorry... I still hurt Shizun..."
"..."
Luo Binghe said: "It's the disciple who is too stupid..."
Two people are crying, what the hell is this!
Shen Qingqiu endured the discomfort in his lower body, kissed his cheek and eyes, kissed away his tears, and said, "It's okay. It's not very painful. Everyone is not good at it. Go ahead."
Luo Binghe said in frustration, "I'd better come out."
wipe! Just kidding, it really doesn't matter. In the future, both of them will have psychological shadows, aren't they afraid of X withering? !
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. So far, at least one person must be happy, right? !
Shen Qingqiu made up his mind, suddenly turned over and sat up, pressing Luo Binghe under him.
After accumulating strength for a long time, and exhausting it all at once, Shen Qingqiu no longer had the strength to support his legs, so he sat down heavily on his buttocks, and ate Luo Binghe to the deepest. The front end seemed to hit his stomach, and there was a sudden urge to retching, which he swallowed.
The last time Luo Binghe didn't shoot, it probably wasn't a complete break, but this time at least he'll break it!
Thinking of this, he held Luo Binghe's abdomen and sat up reluctantly. Suddenly, the thick head contained in his body brushed over a certain point, and a sudden tingling swept over, exploding from his lower abdomen and spreading all over his body. Shen Qingqiu was caught off guard, his lower back softened and he fell forward. It happened that Luo Binghe sat up and hugged him full.
Luo Binghe was extremely sensitive, and asked, "Master, does it hurt when you touch it?"
Not only does it not hurt, it's a little... cool! In the current posture, Shen Qingqiu was sitting on Luo Binghe with his legs wide open, facing each other, his lower body tightly embedded.
In order to maintain balance, Shen Qingqiu had to stretch out his sore arms and wrap them around his neck. Luo Binghe's slight movements affected the connected lower body, forcing Shen Qingqiu to let out a few snorts that had changed from his nose. Luo Binghe shook his head, lifted up his full buttocks, raised it a little, and lowered it to the point just now.
This time, Shen Qingqiu finally couldn't grit his teeth. The back hole was also hanged tight. After getting the trick, Luo Binghe started to launch a strong attack. There is no rules, only know how to work hard, but it is just like this, to force people to throw away their armor and armor. Shen Qingqiu didn't know whether he was in pain or fast, Ruoyouruowu's moaning and messy gasping were all interrupted, and the sticky sound of water and dense crackling came from his lower body. The milky white liquid oozes out from the front end, gradually flowing more and more, and dripping down. The more you push and insert, the more difficult it is to relieve the dryness and itching in the body.
Suddenly, scattered footsteps came from outside the bamboo hut.
"I'm exhausted..."
"Brother, wait for us... run... can't run anymore..."
If it was said that Shen Qingqiu was still indulging in lust just now, he would be lost in the sky now.
It was the Qingjing Peak disciples who he just sent to run the circle!
Shen Qingqiu slammed onto Luo Binghe's shoulders, trying to get up from him. Unexpectedly, Luo Binghe clamped his waist and pressed down fiercely.
It was too deep, too full, too intense, Shen Qingqiu just opened his mouth, but was immediately blocked by Luo Binghe. Sexual tears kept falling.
Luo Binghe tasted the sweetness, how could it be so easy to let go of him, his lips and teeth were tender and lingering, and his body was vigorously pounded dry. I just heard Ming Fan say from the outside: "Hey, why do I feel like something is missing from the bamboo hut. Is there a hole?"
"Yes, Senior Brother, it seems that there really is a hole."
"When did it happen? Why don't you tell An Dingfeng's man now and let him come up and fix it."
Shen Qingqiu was afraid that they would really come in, or call someone to come in. With all his strength, he sank into Luo Binghe's back, his back acupoints shrank, and it became more and more difficult to swallow.
Ning Yingying seemed to have stomped her feet, and exclaimed, "What to do? After running for so long, I'm exhausted and exhausted. What do I need to do? I'll do it tomorrow!"
The disciples hurriedly said, "Okay. Listen to Junior Sister."
"Junior sister said that she will repair it tomorrow."
Ning Yingying said again: "Besides, Shizun doesn't even like to let outsiders clean and enter the side room where Aruo lives. I'm sure I'm not happy that we can do anything arbitrarily, don't we have a long memory!"
Hearing this sentence, Luo Binghe's eyes flashed, and he suddenly pushed Shen Qingqiu onto the bed.
The disciples walked away in the direction of the dining hall while thinking about each other. Luo Binghe finally stopped pressing Shen Qingqiu's lips, but put his head to his chest, biting the nipple, and his lower body pumping became more and more fierce. Shen Qingqiu didn't even have to look at it, he could feel it, the tender meat on the inner wall was being brought in and out, it was cool for a while, and hot for a while. After being inserted for so long, the intestines had become accustomed to Luo Binghe's penis size, hesitating and cooperating extremely well.
Luo Binghe murmured, "Master."
Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but said: "Don't... call!"
At a time like this, he was still called by the seniority of his master and apprentice, and his shame turned up exponentially. No matter how thick Shen Qingqiu's face was, he couldn't bear it. Ke Luo Binghe suddenly whispered in his ear: "Master, I can't find you there."
His voice was trembling, Shen Qingqiu was more awake.
Luo Binghe said: "The 'me' over there has many people around, but there is no you. Master, I have been looking for you for a long time, but I have not found you."
"Is it because without you, 'I' became like that."
He said, "I...I don't want to be like that."
Shen Qingqiu took a deep breath, held his head in front of his chest, patted it, and said, "It's okay, you won't become like him."
"Master will never leave you alone again."
Demons are very persistent. Shen Qingqiu knew.
The male lead is very durable. Shen Qingqiu also knew.
But how long the demon bloodline + male protagonist setting can last, Shen Qingqiu was obviously not mentally prepared.
By the time Luo Binghe finally came out, Shen Qingqiu was already in a daze, and woke up when a stream of scalding hot liquid was poured into his stomach.
At this time, he no longer wanted to worry about whether it was a condom or not.He just wants to sleep!
The inner wall was swollen, and just the slow rubbing made it painful.Luo Binghe reluctantly quit, trying his best to help him relieve his previous desires.After licking his hair twice, Shen Qingqiu still said the same thing: just want to sleep!
Luo Binghe said: "Master..."
Shen Qingqiu knew what he was going to say, and said mercilessly, "Poor."
Luo Binghe was no longer depressed when he criticized him this time. Instead, he happily admitted: "It's bad. It's too bad."
"……what are you doing."
"It's just because it's too bad, so I ask the master to accompany the disciple to discuss more..."
"..."