The Husky and His White Cat Shizun

As a result, you can't rely on the lonely moon. After the meeting, Xue Zhengxuan asked the wolf to go to the flower house with her own to find Mrs. Wang to discuss the tracking method. The so-called specialization of the industry, to this step, Chu night Ning can not help, finally can be idle for a while.

In the evening, he stood by the pontoon of the Honglian otter to see the fish, and the door was slammed. Chu Yuning said: "Come in."

The moonlight illuminates the face of the youth, and the comer is Nangong Temple.

"Master called me?"

Chu night Ningdao: "I heard that you will leave the dead and the dead after the day, and where are you going?"

Nangong 驷 drop eyelashes: "We are going to go to Lushan."

Lushan is a stronghold of Confucianism outside Linyi, and is a very important place for Confucianism. According to legend, the first generation of the Confucianism Gates had been settled in a dragon. After the death of the dragon, the bones became a mountain. Since then, the Confucianists have been buried here. This mountain guards the soul of the Confucianist door generations. If there are invaders and squatters, they will be killed in the mountains, and there will be no dead bodies. Every year, during the Qingming winter solstice, the head of the Confucianist Gate also goes there to sacrifice, so to say that Baishan is the ancestral hall of Confucianism.

"I am..." Nangong’s eyes seemed to be a bit bleak, and then he said, "I told you that the Lushan Temple has the savings left by the heads of the past, in preparation for future generations. I think Now it’s time to get them out."

He did not have any reservations and precautions against Chu Xiening, and naturally said the location of the treasure. They are not the same as Xue Meng. He is not so close to Chu Ningning, but he always has a thousand connections. It is just a yin and yang, and he did not become a disciple of Chu. Sometimes Nangong will think that if the mother did not die at the beginning, and Jin Chengchi did not have the cruelty of replacing his wife with his wife, then now, should he call Chu Yuning a "master"?

Chu night Ningdao: "The road to Lushan is far away, and I heard that it is respectful. We must fasten the valley for ten days before we can smoothly enter the mountain. Otherwise, it will be rejected by the spirits. Since it is going to be done, it is better to finish it after death. Fast, then start."

Nangong swayed and shook his head: "Now everyone in the cultivating world hates me and Ye forget, hate can't be followed by it. We have been here for a long time. If we teach people to know, we will only be tired of Xue, not leaving. ""

"What do you say stupid."

"..."

"It’s dangerous to go to the valley on the 10th. If you go outside, what if you are found by the enemy?" Chu said, "Why, Xue Zhangmen’s heart is very generous, and it won’t let you both leave. Listen to me, Don't go."

Nangong 惫 惫 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 驷 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南 南

He slammed his head and said: "The Grand Master, Nangong is not afraid to forget."

"Stay for a few days and talk about kindness." Chu said, "In addition, I am looking for you, there is actually one more thing."

"Guru, please."

"Before listening to Xu Shuanglin, you said that your body is overbearing, and it is easy to get mad. This disease, you can go to see Mrs. Wang."

Nangong stunned a bit, and then smiled bitterly: "The Nangong family has been plagued for generations. Before the head, he asked the cold scale sage of the lonely moon night to give me a sigh, saying that there is no way to suppress it, it can only be developed by it. The first holy hand in the world is not good, how can Mrs. Wang have a good law?"

"The cold scale sage may not be a doctor, or you may not want to be a doctor." Chu said, "The sects have too many interests, and it is normal for him to have reservations. As for Mrs. Wang... she is trying to suppress the violent core. Deep, maybe you can help."

Nangong is quite puzzled: "Why should she study this?"

"...coincidence. Don't ask too much, go."

After Nangong Yu thanked him again and again, he left the red lotus water shovel. Chu night Ning looked at the place where he left, and could not help but sigh.

&n He thought that Nangong Temple was originally a person who was so eager to fly, arrogant, arrogant, and very happy when he was in a good mood. When he smiled, his eyes were bright, like the glow of the morning glow.

I don't know when I can see it again.

I was preparing to go back to the house. Suddenly, the threshold of the water was slammed again. Chu Yuning thought that Nangong had something to go back and said, "Come in."

The door opened, but the person outside was not the Nangong, but the ink burned. He was holding a tub and hesitated. He didn't seem to want to make himself look too rash. He coughed and said: "Master."

Chu Xiaoning’s feelings are different: “Is there something?”

"Nothing, just ask if you want to take a shower together."

Chu nightning was actually being shackled, his eyes wide open, and he coughed a little and asked: "Where?"

The ink burned hesitated, and said: "The sound pool."

"..."

The sound of the sound pool is nine bends and eighteen bends. It is difficult to distinguish five fingers. It is not easy to find a hidden place, no matter what you do.

I did not expect that the ink burned him to invite him to take a bath there. Chu nightning was almost a bit worried, and this person was really shameless.

The shameless ink sings: "Xue Meng just took a shower and said that there is no one in the sound pool..." He said, his face was a little red, and he felt that his expression was too red and bare, and he said again. "It’s too cold, I think if the master is washing in the water, it might catch cold..."

Of course, it is impossible to catch cold. If Chu is rather willing, he can open an enchantment that warms the surroundings. This will not be known.

He knows, but he also invited Chu tonight to go to the wonderful sound pool to bathe, this is clearly the heart of Sima Zhao, actually dare to say that he is afraid of cold, too shameless.

The shameless smoldering eyes looked at him with black lacquered eyes: "Master, go?"

"..."

Chu night Ning clear, at this time if he nodded, it is to tell the ink burn, know his wolf ambition, but also willing to enter its mouth.

Into its mouth...

When I thought of it, I suddenly remembered the night of infatuation in the inn, and the ink burned without hesitation, giving him the eternal sensation that he had never had before. The eyes are gentle and hot, and the water of love is fascinated. When I look at myself, my heart is soft and dissipated.

"Stay with me."

"... Are you five years old?"

The poor-hearted person smiled from the good, and the voice was mild: "Well, it’s getting dark, I’m afraid of ghosts. I’m going to take my night with my brother.”

Oh, really shameless.

But Chu Xiaoning still went.

The disciples of the dead and the dead are all bathed after the late repairs. At this time, there are really few people in the wonderful sound pool.

The ink burned open the soft gauze, and the bare and bare feet stepped on the rain stone road. In the steam, he smiled at the side of the night, pointing to the distance, and then walked over.

Chu night Ning sneered in the heart: Are you not afraid of ghosts? How to go faster than me.

Wonderful sound pool is divided into lotus pond, Meichi two pools, planting fairy grass, abundance, most disciples love to bathe in these two pools, but there are also some unknown small pools, those places are very common, except the bathhouse is crowded When the place goes, no one will be willing to bathe there.

Elder Yu Heng looked cold and abstinent, and walked alone on the path. Yu Guangjian saw several vague shadows in the hot spring pool, but he couldn’t see the facial features. He could only hear the voices of those disciples. No, gossip.

When I got to the front, I was close to Meichi, and the fog was thicker, and I could barely reach my fingers.

Suddenly, a big hand reached over and took him from behind. Chu's back ridge is affixed with hot and strong chest, perhaps because the stickers are too close, and there are few clothes. He can clearly perceive the desire of men to wait.

Chu night Ning was shocked and said: "What are you doing? Don't mess around."

The ink burned against his ear and smiled: "Late Ning brother, don't go any more, there are ghosts in front."

"..."

Chu Yuening was hesitant between "Ghosts you" and "You are a big man", and finally whispered: "Let go."

The ink burned, but gently smiled: "It's hard to let go, I can't do it."

"are you crazy?"

"Well, it's really sick." The ink whispered, "Don't believe you look at me."

Chu night Ning 斩 斩 截 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The ink burned and smiled, and the voice was a little dull: "That's good, it's all yours."

However, the man’s words were very good, but the hand was completely another matter. The gravel’s fingertips rubbed through the throat of Chu’s lateness, slowly slipping, and then grabbed his chin.

"You don't... noisy!"

The fog was lost in sight, while the other senses were clearer than usual. Chu night would feel the smoldering down on his face, and the hot and humid breath was buried between the necks, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

"Why is the late brother who is shaking? Is it afraid of ghosts?"

"Don't scream!"

The ink burned gently, and hugged him from behind, kissed his neck, and said with respect: "Listen to you, don't scream. Then... Master, let the disciples serve you to bathe and change clothes." ,good or not?"

"..."

It seems to be worse.

Somehow couldn't stand it, the steaming hot spring mist burned up and burned his body and mind. He felt embarrassed without any reason. He still had some humiliation and his eyes were reddish. He said: "Don't wash, I am gone. ”

Mo-burning knows that his face is thin, but he also feels that this person is so cute and funny when he is retreating. He asks: "When the Master respects it, go out? What if he is hit by someone?"

Chu night Ning calmly said: "I bump into a collision and it is better to be bitten by a dog than to make trouble with you."

"Bite by a dog?"

"……what happened?"

The ink burned and laughed, because the desire burned, so the eyes were dark, not as warm as usual. He showed a white tooth in his face and leaned over to the back of the night.

Chu night Ningyuan thought that he had to say something messy and sullen, just wanting to be angry, but he heard the man gently and extremely dangerously said in his ear: "Hey...hey."

"...What do you mean?"

"Isn't it like learning?" The ink burned with sincerity and sincerity. "I used to have a blue-eyed, three-fired milk dog. That's what it is called."

Chu night Ning has no words: "Unheard of it. What's more, what do you want to learn about dogs?"

The ink burned and laughed: "What do you say?"

"..." Chu nightning did not react.

The ink burned and kissed the back of his ear, buried in his neck, and whispered: "They are called, it is the teacher said, and would rather be bitten by a dog."

Chu night, Ning, stiff, must-have, blood boiled and burned.

But the person has to add a sentence: "Can I bite you now, Master?"

Not as much as he replied, a strong and hurried kiss was pressed.

Intense entanglement, ear honing, ink burning originally wanted to taste it first, but did not expect that it was drinking and quenching thirst, Chu night Ning is his poison and medicine, can destroy his reason, and evoke his desire for the original.

It’s not enough to make a taste of it, but it’s still impossible to stop.

Can't stop becoming a breathing that is getting hotter.

When the lips and teeth were separated, the phoenixes of Chu’s late night were somewhat out of focus, but they did not forget the business: “I am here to take a shower, take a shower first...”

The ink burned gently, a bit like "Hmm" is also a bit like "哼", very **** and hoarse voice, so close distance to hear, Chu night Ning Hao self-strength, but understand that his spine is like lightning In the middle, the squad also ignited the heat.

The wrist fell on the palm of the ink, and the man took him into the hot pool, and the waterfall collapsed, hiding the two people's breathing too fast.

Chu nightning still can't stand it. When he was holding him and he was going to kiss him, he barely raised his hand and stopped. He whispered: "Is there really no one?"

"No, I have read it all over." The sound of the ink-burning voice is hot and slow, and it is hotter than the hot spring water wrapped around the legs and feet. It is more scaly. "Master, you touch, am I really sick? How is it so hot?" ...so...hard."

"..."

Chu’s face brushed up a bit, and it’s really shameful. The hand was held by the ink, and it was not allowed to break free. The tentacles of the tentacles made his head bang, almost numb, he wanted to withdraw, but the strength of the ink burned was too great, and the palm of his hand hurt, almost like Broken in his palm.

The young man’s breathing is so rushing, hot, warm and almost cute, surrounded by smoke, everything is not really cut, only the handsome face that is close at hand is clear, the dark scorpion is moist because of love, also It is hot because of love.

The smoldering throat was swaying, staring at the face of Chu Yuening, and whispered low: "Master, help me..."

Then again, I caught the lips of Chu Xiaoning Wei Zhang.

Chu nightning has been trembled in detail and shivered in his ink, and the trembling caused by comfort and stimulation was not controlled by himself. The ink burned him, stroked him, and whispered in his ear: "Is it very comfortable?"

"..."

"Next time... if you are ready..." The sweaty skin is close to him, and the ink kisses him. "We come to the real, okay?"

Although I was prepared, but I heard this sentence from his mouth, and then added the horrible roar that I saw before, Chu nightning was involuntarily numb, and the whole person was tense.

When the ink burned his tiny muscles, he kissed him more and more gently.

"I won't make you hurt, I will make you cool..."

Passion has not retreated, they are screaming in the depths of the waterfall.

The smoldering voice is full of love and beast/desire, low: "It will make you like, really... there may be a little bit at the beginning, but I will control..."

Chu nightning only feels shameful and wants to take the road, but his legs and feet are soft and numb.

"do not talk……"

It’s about to understand that he is not really disgusted, but the ink is hard to be disobedient, not depending on him. The wet lips are still attached to the earlobe. I am very tempted: “I will do it well... Master, if you are afraid of pain, With a little medicine, I will buy it... You believe me, once I get used to it, it will be very comfortable."

I have seen you in the past life being **** to the soul.

But then, it was because of hate, because of punishment.

In this life, I just want you to hold me, to be one with you, and not to separate, I want you to like it, to be comfortable, to forget you.

He kissed him and his eyes looked like a fire from the wet wood. In a word, the evil spirits are said to be gentle, and they are really embarrassing, lingering and fierce.