Chapter 59: Brother taught me

Mo Xi was like something dirty, and it was like a cat being burned by fire tongs. His dark eyes glared round. He was ashamed and angry to close the book. Gu Mang laughed madly, holding him in disgust, not only did not let him close the book, but also snatched the crumpled old spring / palace, forcing him to watch.

The two had been fooling around on the bed for a long time, and the chicken flying dog jumped, and the album cracked and covered Mo's face.

Chi Lu's lingering pictures of obscenity affixed to his face like this, Mo Xie covered his hair with his hair upright, as if splashed with a pot of sewage, bounced up and turned Gu Mang to the side.

Mo Xi sat up, and his beautiful and cold face was usually flushed at the moment. He didn't dare to visit Gu Mang, and he was even more reluctant to touch the album again. His chest was undulating and he turned his face away.

He yanked his messy placket, rolled his throat, and whispered, "Don't joke with me like this."

This is a warning.

It's a pity that Gu Mang was so stupid at that time, he was just a pig's brain, and he would have thought that this was the "squiggly" sentence of the little master. He was also incapable of knowing people. Mo Xi was obviously a carnivorous beast with bruised teeth and blood, but he was blinded by the cold and serious appearance. He thought that Mo Xi was an inedible fireworks. Crane.

Later, I thought about it. In fact, he was so **** up by Mo Xi, it was all blindly he asked for it.

Blind Gu Mang was drunk and bewildered. He felt that Mo Xie was so cold and arrogant that he couldn't say anything funny and didn't want to let it go. So he picked up the book that Mo Xie had thrown and smiled slightly. "Don't you either?"

"..."

"You don't have to watch it myself."

When he said that it was true, he lay on the bed in Moxie and rolled up with a grin, and made an exclamation sound similar to "Wow," while turning it back.

Mo Xi's ears were all blood-red. He closed his eyes for a while, but felt his indisputable heartbeat beating in this quiet camp, sounding like a drum.

So a moment later, he got up and slumped, and said, "I'm going to clean up the chopsticks."

Gu Mang smiled from the back of the book and revealed his drunk black eyes: "Are you going to escape?"

Mo ignores him, and packs his things, cleaning them outside the camp.

Gu Mang didn't know how long the wind he had been blowing outside, and how long he had been quiet, but he just felt that Mo Xi was really funny and cute. Why did the family boy grow such a green kaolin flower? Twenty-year-old, even the tip of his finger touching the Atlas of the Spring Palace will be ashamed to red ears.

So silly.

He thought to himself that this would not work, that he was so old, and that he would probably be married in a few years. Even the common sense of yin and yang can't face it. His skin is so thin that he should be treated well.

Otherwise, what should we do when we are newly married? Is it necessary to push the bride and say coldly, "Sorry, I can't do this."

Gu Mang is probably really drunk. He thinks without thinking about the margins. The more he thinks, the more funny, the more he thinks that he is a perfect brother, and he is doing his mother's heart for his brother.

Thinking for a while, flipping through the album.

The eye-catching picture is confusing and exaggerated, and when he looks at it, he has some thoughts. He was too lazy to control the kind of fire he buried in Mo Xi, and he was too lazy to think about his life in the cold wind. He relaxed, and Pear White seemed to soak and soften his muscles that were always taut.

He enjoyed the "weak crown gift" that Mo Xie hated to abandon, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Mo Xie was simply out of sight.

Such a superb book was replaced by Lu Zhanxing, and it would have been a long time to chat with him about which pose is good and which girl is beautiful, and they laughed at each other badly.

This is a normal man.

Brother Mo is not in trouble ...

Gu Mang thought wildly, but his thoughts gradually became hazy. That gongbi drawing was more exciting than one. He looked at it, and was caught in the picture by the book. His heart burned even more. It was unavoidably dry, and the body soaked with alcohol was easily ignited. The blood was hot.

In fact, he hasn't vented for a long time. He went to the kiln with his brothers, hugged and chatted with the girls, but he couldn't get through the final level.

Gu Mang himself couldn't say what it was, maybe it was because he felt that ** no love is not so happy, or it was because he was lonely from an early age, and what he had hoped for in his heart was a kind of life-long and stable accompany.

Or maybe these reasons are not right, they are too hypocritical.

He just felt that the girls who had hugged were too soft, like fragile porcelain. He undoubtedly appreciated their beauty, but could not afford too much sex.

For example, in this spring / palace picture, the women on the picture are charming and attractive. But he is more willing to admire the men who deal with them, those who are hot and tempered and strong,

Considering this, Gu Mang felt that he was probably sick.

The pages gradually turned down. Although he turned over the album, he didn't look at them one by one. When he reached one of the pages, Gu Mang looked at it for a moment, and then his drowsy brain buzzed with blood.

He didn't even have time to reflect on why his blood flowed up, it was just a kind of instinct to stimulate him with pictures.

After the violent stimulus, he realized that the picture was different from the others. Probably the artist wanted to pursue freshness, and felt that pure men and women were not strong enough, so he creatively painted a very bold scene.

In Yin / Yang / Spring Palace, women are naturally there. The woman on the screen is messy, lying on the couch with her neck down, and a man is smashing the ground in her trembling body. But the key is not this. What makes Gu Mang's blood flow speed up is that behind this man, there is actually a man behind him, carrying the man who is getting on the woman, from behind ...

Gu Mang's eyes swept over that place, and his face, which had always been thick as a wall, turned red.

I just felt dizzy, as if there was any answer that had troubled him for a long time, breaking through the water, causing a tsunami and a tsunami in his heart, causing blood to flow down his body.

Gu Man suddenly became swollen.

"I rely on ..." Gu Man muttered.

He was too drowsy and too drunk, so he stared at this picture for a long time, and didn't even know when Mo returned when he went out.

It wasn't until Mo went to his bed that he heard the movement and turned back—he saw a handsome face that had been blowing in the night breeze for a long time, with a white tyre.

Mo Xi's eyelashes are very long, her lips are **** and thin, and she is slightly frowned. Those dark eyes looked down at him, and there seemed to be some inexplicable and unknown emotions.

Gu Mang: "..."

Mo Ju: "..."

The two of them thought about each other for a while, and Gu Mang seemed to be aware of the mood in Mo Xi's eyes for the first time. He wasn't sure what it was, only he knew it made his heart feel itchy.

"Brother, I ..." Mo Xi seemed to have stolen the courage to say something to him outside, but after speaking only a few words, Gu Mang suddenly raised his hand and dragged him down.

Mo was suddenly caught off guard by such a pull, and his tall and heavy body fell down, and he was firmly pressed over Gu Mang. He immediately propped himself up, his ears turning red: "You--"

Gu Mang's shirt was slightly open, licked his lips, and laughed, "What am I? What are you? If you don't know clearly, then I will say it first. I just found something particularly good-looking in this atlas."

He grinned: "Good things, we should appreciate them with good buddies."

Mo Xi said: "Listen, I can't watch this with you. Because I ..."

"Because you?"

"Because of me ..." Mo Xi's look became more and more embarrassed and more and more nervous. He opened his face to the side and did not look directly at Gu Mang's eyes, but this posture made Gu Mang easily find his entire neck to the ear. It's all red, and this thin red is still on the flood, "I'm to you ..."

Gu Mang blinked. If he replaced it, he would definitely understand the meaning of Mo at this time, but he lost his brain, his brain was not clear, but his hands and feet were flexible.

"Oh, I know because you are clean and good, but the male and female love nature and justice, and Huang Di and the mysterious woman are both." Gu Mang interrupted with a smile, "What are you blushing?"

"I didn't mean that, I have something else to tell you--"

"What did you say? You won't be able to speak until you've been there for a long time. Come and read first!"

So regardless of it, he stubbornly smashed the ground, while perseveringly suffocating the ink, he perseveredly showed him the Atlas of the Spring Palace.

Said while plugging: "You have something to tell me, I have paintings for you to see. You accompany me to see the paintings, and then I listen to you. Fair trade."

In the end, Mo went out of his way, so he had to accompany him to sleep and accompany him to read the broken book.

Even if you were a nobleman, as a low-ranking sergeant, the marching bed was not spacious. The two big men were crowded on top of it, and it was a little cramped. Mo Xi was lying behind Gu Mang and looked at the Spring Palace picture with him sideways—to be precise, he was forced to look at the Spring Palace picture.

From time to time, Gu Mang turned back to "check" the condition of ink extinction, and sternly said, "You closed your eyes again! Quickly open!"

Mo Ju: "..."

"You don't count when you close it. Your brother taught you how to sleep, you learn something."

"..." Those who saw drunkenness and those who did not see drunkenness forced their brothers to accompany themselves to read Huang Shu.

Gu Mang didn't plan to let him see the most exciting page from the beginning, only turning page by page, from time to time, he would "spot check" whether the ink went out of sight.

The tent was quiet. Gu Mang knew that the page was getting closer, but I didn't know whether it was because of the narrowness of teasing the beauty of ice and snow, or for some other reason, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

I feel that Gu Mang's condition is a bit wrong, and Mo Xi's breath gradually began to sink. A hot breath of volts fluttered at Gu Mang's ears, and his hard and strong chest was against Gu Mang's back, as if accumulating. A storm that neither of them could control.

very hot.

It's hot.

After scrolling gradually, Gu Mang knew that the page where men and men were in love was on the first page. He could not wait to turn to that page and enjoy it together, but as the atmosphere between the two gradually became weird, it seemed that an invisible heat flow was flowing between their close **, the original The bold and ridiculous teasers suddenly became a little faint.

Gu Mang's fearless nature, after all, persuaded after this moment.

"... Or just come here."

"Do you want to show me something special."

Speaking almost at the same time, Gu Mang turned his head, and the tip of his nose almost touched Mo's face.

For a while, the air in the tent seemed to be sticky, so hot that it couldn't move, and it couldn't be strong. Gu Mang suddenly felt a sense of crisis as a cocoon, playing with the fire, and moved his lips to say something, but couldn't make a sound.

Mo Xi's voice is dumb because he has held back a certain emotion for too long.

He looked at him up close and asked in a low voice, "Yes, right?"

"What could be special, haha, hahaha." The next page was that page, Gu Mang's throat rolled and he wanted to close the album subconsciously.

But it was also disgusting that it was like rotten mud, because it smelled a delicate atmosphere, and suddenly stretched out a strong hand to take it away.

Long fingers turned the page.

Gu Mang closed his eyes imminently.

"..."

Nothing happened. No one snored.

There was a little silence, and Gu Mang couldn't stand the feeling of waiting. He tentatively opened his eyes a slit, and saw Mo Xi's face was unpredictable, and he stared at the picture of the man **** the man with complicated expression.

The eyes were cloudy.

The gas field on this young man was so wrong. Gu Mang saw him like this, and even when he was drunk, he couldn't help hitting a spirit. He smiled and planned to get up. Brother I went back first, I— "

Before the words were finished, the man was captive.

Still lying on his side, or Mo Xi leaned against him from behind. But Mo Xi consciously kept some distance just now, but Gu Mang's back was close to his chest, but they didn't touch each other.

But this time, Mo Xi almost held him in his arms. Gu Mang felt for a moment that something extremely stiff and hard against him, and pushed forward a bit.

"Hmm ..." Gu Mang murmured suddenly—drunk, strange stimulation, terrible taboos, accumulated desire / fire, these things made him so sensitive.

And a hot, hot voice pressed against the back of his ears, where the hoarseness and low-pitched hair almost made him tremble with this soft body. He and the voice were so strange.

Mo Xi's deep breath was in his ear: "Master, do you mean that?"

The taste that was resisted in the back was so creepy that the spine became soft, Gu Mang shouted: "What the **** are you doing! You drink too much! Let me go!"

"It was Shi Shi who forced me to watch."

"No ... me ..."

Gu Mang only said a few words, the earlobe was covered by the hot and humid mouth, and then the rough tongue stuck into the auricle to **** and lick / make, Gu Man's waist became soft all of a sudden, and the stimulus never felt Let him yell involuntarily, "Ah ..."

This image gave great courage to the young adult who was behind him. The young man suddenly hugged him strongly, wrapped his hands around his waist, held him tightly in his arms, restrained, but it was like Restrained for too long, but ** rushed into a mess, getting deeper and deeper, sucking his earlobe fiercely.

"So Brother Shi is willing, isn't it?"

"No ... Mo Xi ... I didn't mean it ... I ..."

But what did he say at this time, his voice was soft and incomprehensible, and how he listened as if he wanted to refuse. Mo Xi apparently misunderstood. Mo Xi hugged him with one hand from behind, stroking him with one hand and the other, touching Gu Man who also got up, and gave a stunned meal.

The atmosphere was suddenly deep to the extreme.

Rao was so thick-skinned that Gu Mang couldn't help dying, but Mo Xi looked down at Gu Mang's reaction, and his eyes suddenly turned on.

He seemed to get some kind of confirmation, struck Gu Man's chin hard, stared at those eyes in the candlelight for a moment, and kissed him suddenly. He was like a thirsty man, sucking Gu Man almost violently Lips, pry open his mouth, tongue twitching inside. The kiss was too fierce, with the sound of gurgling water between the lips and teeth of the two, and Gu Man's gasp struggling.

This voice made Mo Xi feel as if he had lost his emotions, hugged Gu Mang's body trying to roll over, grabbed him, pressed him tightly in his arms, and squeezed his face side by side, kissing him fiercely. , While instinctively using the clothes underneath to top Gu Mang.

Mo Xi's voice was already dumb and fiery, and his pro-Gu Mang's lips were wet and red, separated wetly, and took a low breath, his eyes were so dark.

"Brother said that he was going to accompany me for the weak crown tonight, so be with him."

Gu Mang hated not being able to choke himself, he collapsed: "I don't mean that!"

"It's late." Mo stood up, turned him over, and pressed heavily on his body, his placket opened openly, revealing a jade-like delicate but strong chest. "I gave you a chance to leave. You don't want to."

"..."

He threw the Spring Palace figure aside, pinching Gu Mang's chin, and raised his face.

The long black eyes with slender eyes and tails looked at him blurry, not too far away: "Ink is out, you ... you are just ... fooling ..."

Mo squeaked his throat, reached down and pulled Gu Man's waist seal, and whispered, "Yes, Brother Hu Nao has the most experience."

The dark color in his eyes was terrible. He saw Gu Mang's red skin burning under him, inch by inch.

Finally, he leaned over. Spit out four words: "Brother teach me?"

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The author has something to say: Wu Ximei: I'll count to three and take your book to me and leave immediately.

Gu Mangman: Afraid of you? How can you treat me like this? At most, I tore my collection of albums.

[the next day]

Gu Mangmang: I counted to three, and you stopped right away! !!

Extinction sister: Afraid of you? How can you, a fake hooligan, treat me? Brothers might as well teach me?