The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

Chapter 141: Master, don't take off! !

Drinking water, the two people are busy again, can burn a scorpion, Chu night Ning knows not good.

The large movements made the lines of the young man's body more and more tense, and the sun golden light rushed over him like a waterfall spring. He ran down the **** muscles of the clumps. When he raised his arms, his shoulders stretched very much. Open, the chest is smooth and firm, like a hot sun, with amazing heat and strength.

The wooden hammer was smashed in the stone sarcophagus, and it was smashed by the soft rice cake, and then brought up, even with the sticky white ......

He took a moment to force the endless strength, and the strength was so big. Chu Evening even felt that if he really said that he was unfortunate, if he accidentally touched himself, he would be under his body and become a bone. Crushed slag. The ink burned and focused, slightly breathing, the chest and the heart undulating together, his black eyebrows were sweaty, the throat was rolling slightly, and the muscles of his upper arm were relaxed. Chu nighting looked at his movements, suddenly Reconciled to recall the dream that I have repeatedly done.

In the dream, he was on the ink bed, like the rice cake in the stone scorpion was invaded, shackled, bullied and boned... He stunned, until the ink burned and shouted at him.

"Master."

Or maybe shouted a few times.

"Master, Master?"

He just rushed back, but his heartbeat was frantic, his eyes were shimmering, his throat was twitching, his eyes were a little out of focus: "Well?"

The cool eyes of the ink look down on him, because the body heat, so it is particularly hot, he said: "Master, come, turn over."

"........."

Chu Xiaoning only felt that in this line of sight, in this sentence, the dream and the reality overlap infinitely. He suddenly felt that his head was a little dizzy. He seemed to flash the scarlet light and shadow. He saw two people embroidering. Jin Feng Tenglong's red bed tumbling, a strong man pressed against the other, wanting the sea to tumbling, the red waves bursting, the man below tightened the tip of the toe, the calf bursting.

"Master, come, turn over..."

He seemed to hear the man's hot gasping, as if he were in his own ear.

"Let me look at your face and do it for you."

Chu nightning was shocked by the inexplicable glimpses of the shadows. He closed his eyes sharply and shook his head - what happened? Illusion? Still too meticulous memories of that spring dream?

In the heart, the blood is pouring, and the cold sweat is falling.

The ink burned his head and found that he was not right. He put the wooden hammer down and went to him: "Master, what happened to you? Is there any uncomfortable?"

"No." His voice made Chu late Ning's heart numb as if the insect bite the ant, Chu night Ning violently pushed him away, raised a pair of angry and phoenix eyes, the eyes were slightly thin red, he gasped, I hate my own heart, "The sun is too poisonous, and it’s just a dazzling look. You don’t stand so close to me, it’s sweat."

The ink burned down, and sure enough, the heart was upset. He knew that Chu’s love was clean and he immediately stood next to him. He was only concerned with the eyes, still chasing the man, and he was reluctant to move away.

After this, Chu Ning has been silent, until the rice cake is steamed, and when everyone is sitting around, he is no longer there.

"Oh, you asked Chu Xianjun, he said that he had some headaches and went back to the house to rest." The village chief said, "I saw that his cheeks were a little red when he left, it would not be a fever."

When I burned it, I was very anxious. I didn’t help to store the rice cake. I hurriedly ran to the small courtyard where the two lived.

When I pushed the threshold, I couldn’t see anyone on the bed, I was more worried, and I heard the sound of water coming from the kitchen. The ink burned and smashed the curtain and took it.

Then he saw that Chu’s clothes were off, and he was holding the water in the bucket and standing barefoot on the red brick floor.

At the end of October, the frost has passed.

Chu night Ning... Fucking in the cold water shower? !

The smoldering was stunned, and his face was white and red for a while, glaring at the naked master, only to feel the blood flowing in the ear, like the tide of the Qianjiang River, other voices could no longer be heard.

What did he see...

This is the first time after he was born again, it was really clear, clear and complete, and he saw the body of Chu Xinning. There is no fog, no cover, nothing, only this familiar body, this body has smashed the city defense he built, his tight memory gate, he feels that his blood is burning, like magma spray, To break free of the blood and cortex.

Everything is exactly the same as he is familiar with, and nothing has changed.

He suddenly found himself out of breath.

He saw Chu’s shoulders, the curvature and the strength of the road were just right, like pulling the seven-pointed full bow, ready to go. He saw Chu's shoulder bones swaying under the thin, thin skin.

Then he followed the water, yeah, he followed the water, the water rushed his gaze, and brought his gaze to the bottom, so he saw the late night's thin and slender waist, with two shallow waists behind it. The nest, with wine in it, is to kill those who long for him.

Further down, he saw the sturdy buttocks, like the full-bodied fruit in the autumn. He knew that he would get a feeling of ecstasy when he touched it. When it was combined, it was cool and shuddering, and the soul seemed to split. Since then, I have been squatting with people under my body.

"Mo Xianjun!" Suddenly someone called him, "Mo Xianjun, are you there?"

The ink burned and looked back. It didn't stop the curtain from being opened. Linger came in and said, "How did you rush in a hurry? My mother asked me to call you to eat sugar rice cake, you ——"

She saw that Chu Ning was taking a shower and suddenly lost her voice.

Chu nightning: "..."

Linger: "..."

"Ah!!!" The girl screamed and slammed her eyes, and Chu Ning was also very poor-faced. She was so desperate to get clothes, but where did he want to get himself to run back and chill, there would be one or two The uninvited guest squatted into his house, and it was a ghost!

He has always been casual, and when he took off his clothes, he left it in the door. Did he go naked through the whole house at this time, and went down to the clothes at the bottom of the girl's eyes?

The smashing head was overwhelmed, and the ink burned straight toward him. He raised his hand against the wall and blocked his whole person in his arms.

The ink burned and turned to Linger Road: "Go out."

"Ah! Yes! Yes!" The girl was also scared, and after a while, she stumbled out of the door and ran away in shock.

Chu nightning: "..."

The ink burned his face and it was gloomy. When I confirmed that she was really far away, I was relieved and turned back.

Just facing the night, I was a cold face.

He discovered that this action was very similar to the dog that protected the food. He screamed and scared the intruder, then slammed back and went to the hard-won food.

His hand still supported the wall. In order to cover the Chu nightning, he posted him very close. It was easy to smell the smell of Chu Ningning, and he could not help but froze...

The mind is very hot and very dizzy.

Smell is the easiest to recall people's memories and desires, just like smelling meat will feel hungry, smelling plum will think of winter snow, and so on.

The same is true for love and desire.

The ink burns only feels that it is so violent, and the walls of the will that have been built up seem to be overthrown. The body odor of Chu’s body was a little sparkle, falling in his dry chest, igniting his animality and burning him into ash.

On weekdays, I was close, even if the night dress was neat, he couldn’t help but feel the heart, not to mention the person at the moment, not to wear anything, nothing to wear...

He hated not being able to grasp the cold, cold, and smudged wrists of Chu, and twisted people back to the wall, and then directly pulled off his clothes, licked this person, picked up this person, let His back is close to his chest, so he enters in such a violent and fierce manner, just like the past life, killing and killing, all in the sweat and wheezing, turned into fragrance.

Really can't... I want him.

The ink and breathing are suddenly heavy.

He didn't talk, and Chu Ning didn't say anything.

The two men clung to the wall like this, and they stood very close. They almost had to go to a place, but the muscles of the burning arm were tight, the meridians burst, and they shivered and supported.

Can't touch him, can't touch him.

Respect him and love him.

It is no longer possible to commit a foolish job of deceiving the ancestors.

He repeatedly said to himself, mechanically repeating in his heart.

The weather was cold, but his forehead had gradually oozing fine sweat.

Can't... can't... ink burns, you can't... don't think about it...

His throat rolled, trembling, closing his eyes, and keeping his burning eyes under his eyelids, but his face was already lost...

If it is the late night of the night, how can you not see the smell of ink burning?

But at this moment, his condition is not much better than the ink, or even worse.

He looks cold, but God knows how much perseverance he has spent to maintain his position, so that he can calm down.

The burning breath is so hot and heavy, with a strong breath unique to men, almost burns him. There are also the arms against the wall, so strong and strong, strong and powerful, he has not dealt with the ink after he was born again, but he knows that if it is a single fight, do not spell, then he is in front of this arm Only a part of the broken bones.

He didn't want to see the burning eyes, and the line of sight fell down, and he fell on the ink-burning chest.

Although they didn't stick in one place, but the ink burned away from him, there was almost a line apart. He could clearly feel the male tension that was radiated from the hot chest, wide and blazing.

It is like the ability to melt the coldest ice in the world and turn it into a spring tide that is not a grip.

"Master respect..."

The young man suddenly shouted at him, wondering if it was his own illusion, and he felt that the voice of the other party was hoarse, full of moist desire/fire and heat.

Ink burned him countless times, calm, courteous, angry, joking, too numerous to mention.

But this is the first time he has heard a different "master", which is contained between the lips and teeth, mixed with the temperament of love/sex, seemingly dirty and confusing, and Chu nightning feels that the bones are numb.

Impossible, it is impossible for him to call him.

He is wrong, he wants more.

Dirty is your own heart.

He subconsciously stepped back, and the red/naked back hit the cold wall. He couldn't help but chill, his lips trembled, and he opened slightly, but he seemed a little confused.

The smoldering color is darker.

He looked at the wet, pale lips. Although he did not move, but he had already thought about it in his mind, thinking that he would bow down and kiss the lips of the late night, and the fiery tongue rudely invaded the forbidden land that had never been occupied. He imagined his own The hand grabbed the waist of Chu Yuning, vigorously groaning, and violent red marks on the skin.

How to suppress it, the blood of the burning blood is still the blood of the wolf.

The **** he released was always hot and violent. He even shredded the person who went to bed with him. He had to clean the other side from the inside out, and licked the last drop of blood, one inch of meat.

He can't change his vegetarian diet.

Closed his eyes and pressed his hot lava on his chest. He knew it was not good. He knew that the man’s desire would be similar to that of the beast. He had to drive away the rabbit that he did not know before the tide could be stopped.

He closed his hand and almost hoarsely said: "Master, I am going to give you... take clothes."

The heavy breath licked the eyelashes of Chu's late night.

The ink burned and turned, striding to the door and picking up the robes where Chu Ning was thrown there.

Chu nightning still relies on the wall, but feels that after a hundred miles of running, it is breathless. He slightly picked up the phoenix eye, saw the ink burning back to himself, flipping over the clothes he had taken off, and suddenly thought of the state of his own place, stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly woke up!

When the ink burned into the door, he was facing his back in the shower, and when he turned around, the ink burned and attached, and did not look down, so he did not notice his desire.

But if the ink burns the clothes at this time, and then look back, then the elders of Yuheng I, the name of the high-definition, the image of the Qing Dynasty’s long-lost abstinence, I am afraid that it will collapse in an instant and fly away.

Chu nightning was anxious in an instant.

Seeing that the smoldering has separated the underwear, holding it in his hand, he will look back when he sees him...

There are only two choices left in front of Chu.

First, the dress suddenly hurts the leg and kneels.

Second, poke him.

He has not made a decision in these two bad options, and the ink has turned around and said: "Master, you..."

What are you?

He did not finish.

The rest of the time, when he saw the foreground image of the eye, he broke all the way between the lips and teeth, and was deeply trapped in the mire, and could no longer be pulled out.

The author has something to say: Today, the bib has "J-sudden durian can't extricate himself". The wife of the wife is 0.5x, no matter how unhappy, and another knife gives the same unhappy teacher, the nest feels The master's jealousy and blindfold treatment are very sensational~ Crabs are cute! What?

Happy New Year~ Give everyone a happy New Year~

Chu Xiaoning: Happy New Year, have difficulties, find me.

Ink burning 1.0: I wish you all a happy new year, hey, the year of the dog is better than me.

Ink Burning 2.0: Happy New Year, I have difficulty finding me for help, haha.

Ink Burning 0.5: This seat gives you a handwritten [Tiger Year □]

Liu Gonggong: ... Your Majesty, you wrote another typo...

Xue Meng: I wish the New Year is as handsome as I am.

Teacher: I wish every girl here is better than me.

Mei Hanxue: I wish Zhu Jun, peach blossoms are more than me.

Song Qiutong: I wish everyone a better skin than me~

Linger: The chest is bigger than me~

Mrs. Wang: I wish you all a person who is as painful as Xue Lang.