Speaking of it, this town was famous for Xu Yingfeng, but it happened to be a fake hook. The weapons of Jin Chengchi were destroyed. After many years, the town gradually fell, and many supply and demand swordsmen The inn of the hotel was closed because of the downturn in business, and it was changed to a different business.

However, the inn with the hot spring pool that the mentor and the apprentice stayed together was still stubbornly alive, and because the Nangong Gongzi was married, the guests who came to the Confucianism Gate to come to Hexi would first settle in the city, and the inn actually went. Restored the vitality of the past.

Xue Zhengyi opened the bamboo curtain and stepped into the lobby: "Boss, stay in the store!"

"four people?"

Xue Zhengyi still did not answer, he heard a low voice behind him: "No, five."

It turned out that the ink burned out urgently, and it happened to be here at this time.

Xue Meng saw him and was a little surprised: "So fast?"

The ink burns first, then the face is black, secretly angry, is it slow to kill? Sitting at the tea stall and reading a few words of the Qing Mantra.

But he also knows that Xue Meng said that it is not the same thing that he thinks. It is not good to attack, but he has nodded in a rather subtle way.

"You swallowed the seeds, and the shells didn't spit."

Ink burning: "..."

"There are five guest officers, how many rooms?"

Xue Zhengyi said: "I have a room with the insiders, and there are three more good rooms, four in total."

The ink burned to the uncle to arrange this. The face was quiet and silent, but his heart was vaguely inciting. He actually secretly hoped that the dialogue with the year could be reproduced again. The boss told them that they were full and had to squeeze, so that he would...

In fact, he still can't do anything, but if he can stay in a room alone with Chu, he feels very hot, somewhat uneasy, and a little excited. He is still in the blood vessels, and he is still a wolf and a tiger leopard. Blood.

However, coincidence often does not have so many times, this time the shopkeeper is very happy to say: "Good Le, four rooms!" He turned over to the cabinet to take the key, and shouted in a long tone, "Guest, two Lou, you are pleased -"

The ink burned him with a silent look, and the eyes were a bit gloomy.

He thought, stupid things, so happy to open four rooms? What is happy! What is happy! I am so happy to make more money!

"Fire, what do you do with the table on the counter?"

"..." The ink burned back and smiled. The place where the board is facing down has been cracked by him for a few traces. I am afraid that it will be broken when I use it again. "Nothing."

When he took the key from Xue Zhengyi’s hand and went upstairs, the ink burned to the room where he belonged, and suddenly he stunned.

Turning his head, he saw that Chu Ning was also watching him.

"Do you live here?"

"Well... yeah." The ink burned for a while, first hangs the eyelashes, and then can't help but raise his eyes, the black scorpion looks at the face of Chu's late night, "Master respect still remember?"

"...remember what?"

Ink burning refers to the door of his own, saying: "When we come to the sword, the master is the room."

"..."

The ink burned carefully and looked at him. The voice was very forbearing, but he couldn't hide the faint expectation: "Master, do you remember?"

Chu night, I thought, how can I not remember.

Going up to this level, the past is coming up, screaming with the old stairs that have been in disrepair, and the decaying taste of the wood after being soaked in the years, slowly rises.

He could almost see the young boy burned open the door, with a cynical look on his face, grinning at himself, the pear vortex was very shallow, and the years were deep.

Seeing him for a long time, the ink burns seems to be a little disappointing. He hangs his eyes and says: "It may be that I remembered it wrong and confused it..."

"Yes."

The ink burned and looked up.

Chu night Ning looked at him, and seemed to smile lightly: "You remember correctly, it is this."

This sentence is like a star fire, clustered to ignite the darkness of the ink-burning fundus, and the corner of the ink-burning mouth gradually opens a sweet smile, as if eating a delicious candy, and pointing to the late night of this Room, said: "And, the Master lives today, it was my previous one."

He is very happy and said that the rate is true.

Chu Xiaoning listened to some embarrassed things, and did not laugh, and angered: "This can't be remembered."

Speaking of the path, he pushed the door into the house and shut the ink on the outside.

"........."

Hey...who is doing something wrong, making him unhappy?

It’s night, the ink does not dare to go to the bathhouse to soak in the hot springs. Some things are not afraid of 10,000. I feel that I am close to the threshold of desire. If Chu’s night is more than one-and-a-half, he does not know. I can't hold back to be a gentleman, not to pick this flower of Gaoling.

He was lying on the bed with his head on his arm. It was really boring, and he began to think about his way of getting along with Chu.

He is a less intelligent person. He feels that Chu Ning is like a big white cat. He wants to be nice to Chu, and wants to take care of this white cat, but he always picks up two hairs and exchanges for white cats. One of the claws seems to be uncomfortable and unsatisfactory.

He felt very guilty, but he really didn't know where the cat could touch, and where he couldn't touch it. He was like a man who had just raised a cat. He knew nothing about it, and only slammed the white cat in his palm.

Then I exchanged a roar and slap.

The ink burned over and blinked, it was very depressed.

Suddenly remembered, the layout of this inn, the bed in the next room and myself should only be next to a wooden wall.

When the thought came out, the ink burned even more, and he felt a bit dry.

Did Chu Ning go to take a shower? Still preparing to go?

But I didn’t hear much about the movement in his house... If Chu Ning would not go to take a bath, then at this time, is it already lying down? Then they are actually very close. If there is no thin wooden partition in the middle and they are separated by two, they are already lying together...

Lying together. This thought made the blood of the young man hot, flowing like a shallow volcano, just not squirting.

He couldn't help but sleep more inside, clinging to the wallboard, the walls of wood and clay were different after all. The planks were so thin that they were only three fingers wide.

In the ink, Chu Niening lay down three feet wide, took off his clothes, or wore only a thin coat... He closed his eyes and swallowed his throat. He felt his heart burning and burning. The whole body, burned to the corner of his eye, he did not blink, but if it opened, there must be bloodshot, flushing.

Ah, then he suddenly remembered another thing - it was too exciting, and he was taut and the blood was flowing down.

He used to lie on the bed where he was sleeping in the night.

The memory of a long time is so damp, sinful and sweet, and the ink burns to recall this thing, the scalp is hemp. He remembered that he had been in the hot springs that year, and accidentally fell into the night of Ning Huai, so that the feeling of hotness could not be eliminated. He could only rub himself on the ground, and his forehead against the wall would be like that. Want to vent out...

The ink burned slightly and half of the eyelids, the eyes were dark, the dark places were like rocks, but there were reddish melts flowing under the stones. He once again put his forehead against the wall.

The heart is like a crack, and I was so stupid in the past, clearly so bright desires and love, how can I not find it...

He put a hand on the wall and pressed it, but he couldn’t help it.

I thought that when I didn’t love, I could think of Chu’s venting unscrupulously, but I fell in love with him. He was destined to be separated from a wall in his life. He could not even make a dream. He felt dirty and Chu. The night of Ning.

Sustained desire, this is too tough for a young and **** young body, his nose is against the wall, his hot body is sticking to the thin wall as much as possible, his thoughts are chaotic, His eyes are blurred, and he even has a glimpse of illusion in the increasingly lush mood.

It seems that the breath of Chu Xiaoning, the scent of sea bream on the shadow of the night, has passed through the gap of the wood grain, seeping into his bed, and wrapping him tightly.

The taste of Chu Xiaoning is seduce him, and he is pitiful.

Seduce his beast / desire, pity his humanity.

Seduce his desire / fire, and pity he can't ask for it.

In this kind of seduce and pity, the ink burned his eyebrows painfully, his hands supported the wall, the roots of the joints were distinct, and the blue veins burst into one.

Contrary to his violent look, it was his almost choking request, and he whispered softly: "Chu Ning...night Ning..."

He did not know that on the other side of the wall, Chu Xinning did not dare to go to the hot spring pool to bathe. He did lie down as if he had thought about it, and he was thinking about him and eager for him. Chu night Ning's long fingers also rubbed the cold wood, and his forehead also touched this ruthless wall.

The two of them, the misunderstandings of the past lives, are so deep that they are separated by a huge abyss. Therefore, in this life, they poured water with blood, filled the abyss into a sea of ​​blood, and rushed to each other, but because of a barrier, they could not see the turbulent tide of each other, and they could only be flooded by their own love.

But they are so close that they have already posted.

Nearly the ink burned as if I heard the heartbeat of Chu Xiaoning, and Chu Yuning, as if I heard the breath of ink burning.

"Hey!"

I was shocked, nothing good: "Who?"

He shouted, and Chu Ningning next door was also surprised. Then he realized that the ink was really sleeping on the wall, so close to his own, that this low and hoarse voice seemed to be shouting on his pillow. of.

"..." Chu nightning could not help but pinch the fingers, and opened a pair of phoenix eyes in the dark.

"I, Xue Meng." The man outside said, "My mother said that she put me and your luggage together, you open the door, really, wait for a shower."

Eavesdropping is of course not a good thing, but Chu night would rather think that he did not eavesdrop. The board was too thin, and the room was too poorly sounded. It was Xue Meng’s too loud.

In short, he should not listen.

Chu Xianning thought this way, wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the wall.

The buzz of the bed came from the next door. After a while the door opened, and Xue Meng’s voice rang again: “Hey, how have you slept? So early?”

"I am sleepy." The ink burned a little embarrassed. "Hurry, sleep half is awakened by you, take your clothes and walk around."

"Why are you so anxious?" Xue Meng paused, and the voice brought a trace of suspiciousness. "So early, I dropped the door bolt, and I was bored in it. I told you two words and I was in a hurry. You should not It will be..."

what are you doing?

In the late night, Chu’s eyes widened, and he unconsciously thought of rubbing the edge of the lotus pond with the burnt limbs. The young man was too hot and high-spirited, and seemed to be able to take human life when he was ready to go.

A young man in his early twenties, like him, does not practice the abstinence, how many boiling magma will be hidden in his body? How long does it take to vent once? These Chu nights are all unknown, he has been ignorant for a long time, he does not understand.

Now, he wants to know a little, but it hurts his face and can't let go of his pride.

He is such a proud person, who can he ask this kind of question? I can't just pull a disciple and say, "Sorry, harassment, I want to ask the ordinary adult man, should I solve it in a few days?"

... I think that I feel perverted to be indescribable.

Of course, there is such a book related to double love and love in the life and death, but to borrow each book, you need to register and create a book. Chu nightning can't imagine the following words appear on the borrowing book:

"On the couch, the biography", "Desire of the sea"

Borrowing people, Yu Heng elder Chu late Ning.

... killed him.

The author has something to say: today has a bib

"Not a koi is the king of squid", the cat's version of the summer version of the wife, knocking cute ~~~ and the tail hahaha wants the sun he ~Q version Shizun and his mech nanny, mech people will cook Healing will also take a bath, Yuheng produced quality is guaranteed, Zhu Jun does not consider a dozen 23333 and the previous chapters of the fight master, this picture is really cool, can feel the wind flowing through the screen, feeling The sword of the teacher will be waved in the next moment! Really tap like ~ thank you wife ~~

"Shumu" wife's master swords! The color version, after the finish, the master's dignity is still there, but the Qingzheng ethos is more vivid, and there is majesty between the eyebrows, but still can't stop me from thinking about the sun. Willn't it be violently smashed by the dog?) The color matching feels very comfortable~~ There is a spring atmosphere! Hey~ Thank you, wife~~

The small theater "You know, the sexual transfer to the king's feedback on the blind man Xue Mengmeng"

Ms. Mo Weiyu: Holding the day, I feel that the matchmaker’s brain is broken. I don’t know about the relationship between the characters before the blind date. I am sitting in the cafe and drinking coffee. As a result, I see that the person who came in is my cousin, Nima. Is the rich and handsome in the mouth of the matchmaker? Hey, hahaha, sorry, my coffee sprayed him.

Miss Shi Jie, Miss: I gave him a WeChat out of courtesy, but I think I should not take the initiative to talk to him. In fact, I don’t particularly care about the height of the boy, but he is wearing a shoe that is obviously taller and more upright. I told him that his net height is one meter eight. I feel a little unacceptable... In fact, he tells the truth, I will not laugh at him. Hey, short is not a problem, but at least it must be sincere.

Miss Nan Gongsi: The old lady is a dog! ! ! After a long day, I can finally spit it out! What kind of ghost do I rely on? I just introduced the family situation in a courtesy manner. I told him that my father is the governor of Nangong. He told me to beware of fighting corruption and promoting honesty. I told him that my family opened the factory. He told me that he had recently cracked down on rectification... In the end, I didn't know to talk to him. I was afraid of cold spots. I was thinking about talking to him about my dog. As a result, he pointed to my family's Samoyed and said to me: "This Chihuahua is very beautiful in your family. "Chihuahua your head! If you don't know animals, just shut up and don't talk! It’s hard to end this blind date, add a WeChat, and I will forget about it. result! Guess what? I sent a circle of friends to the sun, and he came to comment on me to let me save energy and reduce emissions, saying that environmental girls are the most beautiful, knocking your grandmother! I haven't sent our Weihai Fortress yet! Was he asked to comment on me: "The most beautiful girl / gun girl?" Tossed, the bar is fine, does not explain.

Miss Ye Xiexi:

It looks a bit poor, but people are fine. I don't mind going to eat him for 16 yuan. Anyway, if I don't have enough, I can ask him to go to the hotel opened by our company to have a buffet. Remember to write it on my account. Ok, two people are together. In fact, it doesn't matter who spends more money.

...but I can't stand him diss the big lady of our boss.

Drag black.

Miss Chu Yu Ning:

If I don’t look at the dessert that I haven’t finished eating at a table, when I say “My mother doesn’t like the woman on the eye”, I should leave it. Then I thought about it, why bother and the idiot, I still finished the last strawberry milk cake and then go...

Miss Mei Hanxue:

Emmmmm, this little brother is a bit familiar, have I slept on him?

Forget it, there are too many people who have slept, and I have not impressed me for the second time. Life is too short, and I can't step into the stomach. what? Say I am too swaying? Yeah, how do you know, the grouping of my WeChat circle of friends is like this: 10cm to make fun of me, 15cm to play, 20cm to play, oh right, there is a group of "not a vulgar, amazing" I am going to marry him to this person, but I have never encountered it before, oh, I am waiting for nothing, waiting for nothing.

Xue Meng: "I will endure the rest of the people. In the end, Ms. Mei, I have trouble telling you how long it is to say 20cm. 15cm is already excellent and good, 20cm are you dreaming?"

Don't burn: "...cough, there are still some, like me..."

Xue Meng: "???"