Censer

Wei Wuxian found an old incense burner in the "Ancient Room" of the Treasure Pavilion somewhere in Yun Shen.

The body of the incense burner is like a bear, its nose is like an elephant, its eyes are like a rhinoceros, its tail is like an ox, and its feet are like a tiger. Use the belly as a furnace, burn the incense, and exhale light smoke from the mouth.

In the quiet room, Wei Wuxian played with it for a while and said, "This thing looks really fun. It doesn't have murderous or violent aura, so it's definitely not harmful. Lan Zhan, do you know what this is for?" "

Lan Wangji shook his head, and Wei Wuxian sniffed the aroma and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Neither of them could make any guesses, so they put the incense burner away and prepared to explore it later.

Who knows, of course not long after they lay down, they felt very sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. After an unknown amount of time, Wei Wuxian woke up and found that he and Lan Wangji were not in the quiet room somewhere in the depths of the clouds, but in a mountain forest.

Wei Wuxian got up from the ground and asked, "What place is this?"

Lan Wangji said: "It's not a place in this world."

Wei Wuxian said, "It's not a place in this world? No way," he shook his sleeves, feeling extremely clear: "What could this be if it wasn't reality?"

Lan Wangji didn't answer, silently walked to the edge of a stream and motioned for him to bow his head. Wei Wuxian walked over, took a look at the water, and was stunned.

What the stream reflects is his appearance in his previous life!

Wei Wuxian immediately raised his head and asked, "Is it the problem with the incense burner?"

Lan Wangji nodded and said, "I'm afraid so."

After staring at the long-lost face in the water for a long time, Wei Wuxian looked away and said, "It's okay. I've tested that incense burner. There's no resentment. It's definitely not an evil weapon. I guess some immortal master can do it." We are here to practice or have fun. Let's walk around first and check out the situation."

The two of them began to walk leisurely in this mountain forest, which was unknown whether it was an illusion or something else. After a while, a small wooden house came into view.

When Wei Wuxian saw this small wooden house, he said "Huh", and Lan Wangji said, "What?"

Wei Wuxian looked at the small house carefully and said, "I think this house looks a bit familiar."

This wooden house was a very ordinary farmhouse, so he was suspicious, but he was not sure whether he had seen it before. Just at this moment, a creaking sound came from the wooden house.

The two of them looked at each other and approached together without speaking.

But when they arrived at the door of the wooden house, they looked inside and were immediately startled.

The things in the wooden house were much more outrageous than their original worst imagination. There are no sinister villains, no monsters or corpses, there is only one person. Someone they all knew extremely well.

In the wooden house, there was actually a "Lan Wangji" sitting!

This "Lan Wangji" has exactly the same handsome face and tall figure as the one next to Wei Wuxian. Wearing a simple but not crude blue and white shirt, he seemed to have the celestial spirit of a world-famous person. The machine on the side seemed to be driven by magic, moving spontaneously and weaving cloth with a creaking sound. He himself sat aside, holding a roll of paper and looking at it carefully.

The two of them had already reached the door of the house, and there was a lot of noise, but "Lan Wangji" didn't seem to notice it at all, turning over a page of the book with his long white fingers indifferently.

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji beside him, then at the "Lan Wangji" inside, and suddenly realized: "So that's it, that's it!"

Lan Wangji raised his eyebrows slightly. This subtle movement meant that he was surprised and asked, "What?"

Wei Wuxian said: "This, this, this, this is my dream!"

Before he finished speaking, a slender figure in black swayed in from outside the house, shouting in a long tone: "Second brother, I'm back!"

Looking at this "Wei Wuxian" who was carrying a hoe, a fish basket, and a piece of grass in his mouth, Lan Wangji became even more silent.

If this was Wei Wuxian's dream, it would be natural that the people in the dream couldn't see them.

The weaver "Lan Wangji" raised his head and when he saw "Wei Wuxian", he curled his lips slightly, then calmed down, stood up to greet him, and poured him a glass of water.

"Wei Wuxian" spat out the grass in his mouth, sat down at the small wooden table, picked up some water and drank it, gulping it down in one gulp, and then said: "The sun is too strong outside today, it's killing me. I'll throw it in there alive." The fields are gone, I won't work anymore. Let's talk about it when we have time."

"Lan Wangji" said, "Yeah." He took out a snow-white cloth and handed it to him, but "Wei Wuxian" smiled and put his face towards it. It was very obvious that he wanted him to wipe it for him.

"Lan Wangji" didn't dislike it either, and really started to clean him up seriously and attentively. "Wei Wuxian" was enjoying himself and kept talking: "I just went to the river to play and caught two fish. My second brother made fish soup for me to drink at night!"

 "Um."

"How do you usually eat crucian carp in Gusu? Lan Zhan, can you make pickled fish? I like that. Don't make it sweet. If you eat it once, you will vomit."

"Yeah. I can do it."

"It's getting hotter and hotter. Today's bath water doesn't need to be as hot as boiling, so I only chopped half of the firewood."

"Yeah. It's okay."

"..." Lan Wangji stared at the two people who were doing their homework and said, "Your dream?"

Wei Wuxian laughed so hard that he almost hurt himself, and said: "Pfft hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, uh, yes, I have been having this kind of dream for a while, I don't know why. I dreamed that we were secluded, retreating to the mountains, and I went out Hunting and farming, you look after the house, weave, and cook for me. Oh, by the way, you also help me with the accounts and money, and you mend my clothes at night. I always dream that I ask you to boil the bath water together at night. I take a shower, but I wake up every time when I'm about to take off my clothes. What a pity, hahahahahahahahahahaha..."

He didn't feel at all that it was embarrassing for Lan Wangji to see such a dream. Instead, he felt happy there. Lan Wangji saw that he was overjoyed, his eyes were soft, and he said, "That's fine."

Wei Wuxian's dream was filled with trivial matters, such as cooking, eating, feeding chickens, and chopping firewood. Sure enough, when it was time to boil the bath water, the dream came to an abrupt end. After walking a few steps, the two of them walked from the farmhouse to an elegant and quiet pavilion. Outside the building, there was a spreading magnolia tree, exuding a refreshing fragrance in the night.

The location of the dream has changed, and there is no way that the two of them don't recognize this place. This is the library in Yunshen, Gusu.

There was light coming out of a wooden window on the second floor, and faint voices could be heard. Wei Wuxian raised his head and said, "Shall we go in and take a look?"

For some reason, Lan Wangji uncharacteristically stopped moving forward. He stared at the wooden window, thoughtfully, as if hesitant. Wei Wuxian felt strange and couldn't think of any reason why Lan Wangji didn't want to go in, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Lan Wangji shook his head slightly, pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when a burst of wanton laughter suddenly broke out in the library.

When Wei Wuxian heard this, his eyes lit up, he rushed into the library and jumped upstairs in three steps.

After he went in, Lan Wangji naturally wouldn't stay outside alone and went in together. The two of them walked into the lit library together and saw something very interesting.

On a light-colored mat, next to the copy desk, Wei Ying, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, was banging the table and laughing wildly: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so companies to so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so to so to present to those of you."

An atlas with yellowed pages was thrown on the ground. Lan Zhan, who was also fifteen or sixteen, had retreated to the corner of the library and was screaming angrily: "Wei Ying——!"

Young Wei Ying laughed so much that he almost rolled under the desk, and finally raised his hand: "Yes! I'm here!"

Wei Wuxian here also laughed so much that he rolled over, pulling Lan Wangji beside him and saying: "What a dream! I can't survive anymore, Lan Zhan, look at you, look at you back then, that look on your face." , Hahahahahaha..."

For some reason, Lan Wangji's expression became even weirder. Wei Wuxian pulled him and sat down on the mat beside him, smiling and holding his chin up as he watched the two of them arguing and bickering when they were young. Over there, the young man Lan Zhan had already pulled out Bichen. Wei Ying hurriedly grabbed it and unsheathed the sword for three seconds, reminding him: "Your manners! Second Master Lan! Pay attention to your manners! I also brought a sword today. Get up and ask if you still want the library at home!"

Lan Zhan said angrily: "Wei Ying! You...who are you!"

Wei Ying raised his eyebrows and said, "Who else can I be? A man!"

"..." Lan Zhan scolded: "Shameless!"

Wei Ying said: "Should you be ashamed of this? Don't tell me you've never seen such a thing. I don't believe it."

After holding back for a long time, Lan Zhan raised his sword with a frosty face. Wei Ying was startled and said: "Why, you really hit me!" He also fought back with his sword. The two of them actually fought like this in the library pavilion. got up. Seeing this, Wei Wuxian said "Huh" and looked sideways at Lan Wangji, wondering: "Is this like this here? How do I remember that we didn't really fight at that time?"

Lan Wangji remained silent. Wei Wuxian looked at him, but he avoided Wei Wuxian's gaze without any trace. Wei Wuxian felt more and more strange about him tonight, and was about to ask when he suddenly heard little Wei Ying over there jokingly saying while fighting: "Good, good, good, good at retracting and releasing, opening and relaxing, good swordsmanship." ! But, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, look at you, you are blushing like this, are you blushing because of me, or are you blushing because you just looked at that good thing?"

Xiao Lanzhan didn't blush at all, and swiped away with his sword: "Nonsense!"

Wei Ying leaned back and used an extremely soft iron bridge to avoid the sword. He straightened up again, pinched Lan Zhan's smooth and white face with extremely quick hands, and said, "I'm not talking nonsense." Badao, why don't you touch yourself, your face will get hot, haha!"

Lan Zhan's face turned red and white, and he was about to knock off his claws with a slap, but Wei Ying withdrew his hand first, allowing him to miss him and almost hit himself. He turned around with ease and said leisurely: "Lan Zhan!" Lan Zhan, I'm not talking about you, look at the people your age who are like you and always make such a big fuss. You can't stand this little stimulation, and you are too young."

This scene neither really happened nor was it a dream he had, so it could only be Lan Wangji's dream. Wei Wuxian watched with great interest and said, "Lan Zhan, you really understand me. This is indeed what I would say."

However, he didn't notice that Lan Wangji seemed to be restless at this moment.

Over there, Wei Ying continued: "Copying books is boring, how about I teach you these while copying? Think of it as repaying your kindness for supervising..."

After enduring his nonsense for so long, Lan Zhan finally couldn't bear it anymore. Bichen flew away with his sword, and the two swords struck each other, and they were both knocked out of the window. Wei Ying was slightly startled when he saw that he had casually released his hand, and said: "Hey, my sword!"

Shouting, he was about to jump out of the window to grab the sword, but Lan Zhan suddenly rushed from behind him and threw him to the ground. Wei Ying's head hit the ground and he struggled hurriedly. After a few back and forth moves, the two of them suddenly started to struggle in a mess. Wei Ying kicked his legs as hard as he could, bumping his elbows here and there, but he couldn't escape the blockade of Lan Zhan's limbs, as if he was covered by an unbreakable iron net, saying: "Lan Zhan! Lan Zhan, what are you doing! I You're kidding, you're kidding! Why are you so serious!"

Lan Zhan grabbed his wrists with one hand, pressed him behind him, and said in a deep voice: "You just said, what do you want to teach me."

His tone sounded cold, but his eyes seemed like a volcano was about to erupt.

The two of them were evenly matched in strength, but Wei Ying was careless for a moment, and he grabbed him and pinned him to the ground. He had to pretend to be stupid and said, "No? Did I just say something?"

Lan Zhan said: "Didn't you say?"

Wei Ying said confidently: "I didn't say anything!"

He added: "Lan Zhan, don't be so rigid. Don't take everything I say seriously. You believe the nonsense. What's there to be angry about? Isn't it okay if I don't say it anymore?" Please let me go, I haven't finished copying the book today, I won't play anymore."

Hearing this, Lan Zhan's expression softened slightly and he seemed to relax his arms slightly. Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Ying pulled out his wrist, he arched his eyebrows, rolled his eyes, and immediately gave it a palm.

Unexpectedly, Lan Zhan was already on guard. As soon as Wei Ying moved, he quickly caught Wei Ying and suppressed him again. This time he struck harder, and Wei Ying's wrist was twisted into a more curved arc. He screamed, "I told you it was a joke! Lan Zhan! Don't be so intolerant of teasing!"

There was a faint fire in Lan Zhan's eyes. Without saying a word, he took off his head and wiped his forehead. He circled it three times and tied Wei Ying's hands tightly under him, and tied them in a tight knot.

He never expected this unfolding, and Wei Wuxian was stunned as he watched it!

After a long while, he turned to look at Lan Wangji beside him. At this glance, he discovered that although Lan Wangji's face was still white and there was no trace of blush, his earlobes had turned pink.

Wei Wuxian approached him with evil intentions and said, "Second Brother Lan... there seems to be something wrong with this dream of yours, isn't it?"

"..." Lan Wangji suddenly stood up and said, "Stop looking!"

Wei Wuxian immediately grabbed him who was about to get up, and said, "Don't go! I also want to see what else will happen in your dream later. I haven't seen the excitement yet!"

Beside the bookcase in the library, Wei Ying was tied up by Lan Zhan and howled for a while. After he calmed down, he tried to reason with him: "Lan Zhan, a gentleman talks but doesn't do anything. You are so narrow-minded. Think about it, what I just said Did you say anything?"

Lan Zhan took a breath silently and said coldly: "Think about what you just said."

Wei Ying argued: "I'm just saying you're young and you don't understand some things. Isn't this the truth? You really don't understand some adult things. If the truth is exposed, you will do this to me. This What is it if it's not narrow-minded?"

Lan Zhan said indifferently: "Who said I don't understand."

Wei Ying raised an eyebrow and said with a smile: "Oh - really? Don't be so harsh, you understand that there is something wrong hahahahahaha...ah!"

He suddenly screamed because Lan Zhan suddenly grasped something below him.

Lan Zhan, with a cold yet childish face, repeated: "Who says I don't understand?"

Wei Wuxian stood next to Lan Wangji, almost biting his earlobe and said, "Yeah, who says you don't understand? You think about it every day, and you dream about it at night. Lan Zhan, tell the truth, aren't you? Do you want to do this to me back then? I didn't expect... you would be such a Hanguang-Jun."

Although Lan Wangji's face was still expressionless, the pink color had quietly crept up his fair neck. The fingers on his knees also curled up slightly.

The little Wei Ying over there was grabbed by someone's lifeblood, collapsed on the ground, took a few breaths of cold air, and said: "Lan Zhan, what the hell are you doing! Are you crazy!"

Lan Zhan's entire body had been stuck between Wei Ying's legs. This posture really made people feel threatening. Seeing that the situation was not good, Wei Ying quickly changed his words: "...No, no, no! No one said you don't understand! You You, you, please let go first and talk to me if you have anything to say!"

He swung his hand wildly, but the Gusu Lan Sect's forehead wiping material was so good that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't untie it. He swung it twice more, and suddenly saw a book falling on the side, and he quickly grabbed it. Throwing it on Lan Zhan, hoping to wake him up with the sage book, he said, "Quickly wake up!"

The book first hit Lan Zhan's chest, and then fell between Wei Ying's open legs. He flipped through several pages. Lan Zhan looked down and didn't move his eyes.

By some strange coincidence, this page happened to stop on an erotic picture with extremely explicit poses and extremely unrestrained painting. Moreover, the two people in the picture are both men!

Wei Wuxian remembered that the erotic album he showed Lan Wangji had nothing to do with Long Yang. There was absolutely no such page in it. He couldn't help but marvel again at how Lan Wangji processed the details in his dream... So rich and mind-blowing!

Lan Zhan lowered his head and stared at the page intently. Wei Ying also saw the picture, and was a little embarrassed for a moment, saying: "...Uh..." He was complaining in his heart, but he still felt that it was better to use his words than to use his hands, so he struggled to pull out a kick and kicked it out. . Lan Zhan freed up his hand, held his knees, pushed his legs into a more open position, and took off Wei Ying's belt and pants in two moves.

Wei Ying felt a chill in his lower body. When he lowered his head and looked down, it seemed that his heart was also getting cold. He said in surprise: "Lan Zhan, what are you doing?!"

Wei Wuxian watched on the sidelines, fascinated and excited, and couldn't help but think to himself: "Nonsense! Fuck you!"

 Wei Ying's lower body was naked and white after taking off his pants, and his two slender legs were still kicking around. Lan Zhan held his feet down and followed the illustration on the erotic palace, and his right hand went straight towards the two round white pieces. The tight pink in the butt cheeks.

 Wei Ying's entire lower body was firmly suppressed, and even if he was forcibly touched in a secret place, he could not escape. Lan Zhan rubbed the pink spot with two fingers. Wei Ying shivered all over, and a trace of shame flashed across his face. He forced himself to endure it and started struggling and twisting like crazy. The young man on top of him had calm eyes and pursed lips. His right hand continued to massage his secret area in an orderly manner, gradually increasing the force until that point slowly softened and was slowly rubbed out into a slightly open pink area. With a small mouth, he shyly and timidly swallowed a small piece of white knuckle.

 Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji with a smile and said, "No wonder Hanguang-Jun you refused to come in just now. You did this to me in a dream and I saw you, and you're really going to be ashamed of yourself."

 Lan Wangji sat beside him, his eyes lowered, his eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly.

 Wei Wuxian cupped his chin and looked over there, watching the young man himself being pressed down by the young Lan Zhan and forcibly opening up, he said with a smile: "Hanguang-Jun, if you have the ability, you will only dream about it later. If you had the ability, you would do this to me back then." Ah I..."

 Before he finished speaking, Lan Wangji grabbed both of his hands, pushed them to the ground, and blocked his mouth. Wei Wuxian felt that his cheeks were burning hot and his heart was beating extremely fiercely in his chest. He felt funny in his heart. When his wet lips parted, he murmured, "What, you're shy again?"

 Lan Wangji's breathing was unusually heavy and he didn't answer. Hun Wuxian said: "Still...are you serious?"

 At the same time, a long, crying moan escaped from Wei Ying's throat beside the desk.

 Lan Zhan had already covered him completely, and their lower bodies were closely connected. It was obvious that they were in the process of invading. Feeling that hard objects that did not belong to his body were invading bit by bit, Soul Infant was so uncomfortable that his legs curled up. However, his hands were tightly tied to his forehead and he could not move. He could only bang the ground a few times in pain. The back of the head made a thumping sound. Lan Zhan put his hand under his head, and at the same time, the entire lower body was inserted into Wei Ying's body.

 At first, it was difficult for the pink spot to swallow even a finger, but now it was stretched open and a hot and hard object was swallowed. The original delicate folds of the hole were smoothed out. Wei Ying was still in a trance, as if he couldn't figure out the situation. However, when Lan Zhan followed the erotic diagram and slowly started pumping his waist, he began to whimper unconsciously.

 Wei Wuxian said to Lan Wangji: "Lan Zhan, although you were small at that time, you are already quite big. 'I' am just a young child. I think this scene will give you a lot of fucks."

 While he was talking, he bent his knees between Lan Wangji's legs and deliberately rubbed them. I thought I had witnessed a live erotica with myself as the protagonist, and I became more interested and wanted to experience the power of this thing.

 Without even a moment's delay, Lan Wangji tore the hem of his shirt and trousers without saying a word. Wei Wusha naturally opened his legs and wrapped them around his waist. Lan Wangji held on to his own things and rubbed his terrifyingly hard head against the entrance.

 The two of them would fight against each other almost every day. Wei Wuxian's body and mind had already become incomparable with him. He hugged Lan Wangji's neck tightly, took a deep breath, and then his lower body was cut open by the sharp blade, and he drove straight in.

 It entered very smoothly, the hole was soft, the intestines were moist and hot, and it was extremely docile and tightly wrapped around the invading giant, as if it was born to accommodate the person on it. After a while, the sound of sticky water and the sound of flesh slapping could be heard from the joint.

 The thing under Lan Wangji's body is very heavy and impressive, and the column is naturally slightly curved upward. Every time it moves, the body will scrape the most sensitive and fragile point on the inner wall accurately and accurately, and every time that point is brushed Once, it was an earth-shaking surge of love for the two of them.

 Wei Wuxian was so stunned by Lan Wangji's support that he went up to the sky and down to the ground. His intestines tightened irregularly, and he felt numb from the top of his head to his toes. He raised his neck in relief. From this angle, he could just see Lan Wangji. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old Wei Ying in Wangji's dream was also experiencing such bliss and pain.

 He was lying among the scattered books on the ground, his wrists were tightly bound and fixed weakly on his head, and the red hairband had long since disappeared. The black hair is messy, the eyes are slightly sleepy, and the eyes are blurry with tears, and they are about to cry. Lan Zhan pressed him and pushed him for a while, as if he felt that his legs were not open enough, so he took hold of his calf and put it on his shoulders, thrusting violently. The calf could no longer hang on, so he dropped it and put it on his arm. Here, the smooth and graceful lines of the calf and the muscles on the inner thigh were twitching slightly. It seemed that Wei Ying was also driven crazy by the huge, curved and hot thing that kept moving in and out of his body. Having fallen in love for the first time, he was so helpless that he had no choice but to cling tightly to Lan Zhan's shoulders like a drowning man. He probably didn't even know where he was at the moment, let alone remember that it was this person who was suffering such unbearable suffering. Given by the man raging inside him.

 Seeing with his own eyes the fifteen-year-old himself, being fucked by the fifteen-year-old Lan Zhan until his face was flushed and trembling, Wei Wuxian felt that it was not enough. It was better for the little Lan Zhan to be rougher and stronger, and to treat the little girl Wei Ying was bullied to death and burst into tears. This is not enough now.

 In the library pavilion, the sky and the earth are small on one side, and the spring scenery is boundless on the other. Wei Ying, who was a little groggy just now, seemed to be awakened by the shameful splashing sound of water. He stared at the ceiling of the library, shuddered, and stared down, as if he wanted to see what his private parts were now. What's the situation, but I don't have the courage. Coincidentally, after Lan Zhan had worked hard for a while, he lifted both of his thighs and put them on his shoulders. When he leaned down and sprinted forward, Wei Ying's waist was bent into a soft arc, just right through his tearful eyes. With blurred vision, he saw the situation between his buttocks.

 The small pink dot that was originally clean has now been turned into a ripe deep red by Lan Zhan's genitals, and the edges are pitifully swollen. The long, hard, hot weapon was still rubbing in and out repeatedly inside. Milky white turbidity, thin red blood, and a little unknown transparent juice made the joint between the two a mess. But in front of him, his own sexual organ actually raised its head slightly, and the front end also spit out a little white turbidity.

 Seeing this tragic situation, Wei Ying was stunned. After a while, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he suddenly struggled hard, broke away from Lan Zhan, turned over, and crawled forward on his knees, trying to escape.

 He was pressed to the ground by Lan Zhan and fucked roughly for a long time. His whole body was already weak, and his thighs and knees were trembling. He moved a little distance with a flutter, but couldn't climb anymore and fell down directly. Such a posture caused his two full and snow-white buttocks to rise high, and white turbidity and blood instantly flowed out of the messy hole between his buttocks and snaked down his thighs. The inner thighs are full of intertwined green and red fingerprints, which are shocking and can arouse a strong desire for sadism just by looking at them.

 And all this attitude fell into the eyes of Lan Zhan behind him. His eyes were red and he chased after her without saying a word. Wei Ying felt a tightness around his waist, a tight grip, and the place that had been empty for a moment was immediately filled up again.

 He groaned and whispered: "Don't..."

 Having endured the ravage for a long time, the back hole was already wet, tender, and muddy. It was easy to swallow the penis that had just been violated again, swallowing it to the end. Wei Ying knelt down on the mat, and was forced to move forward with a look of horror on his face. In the past, he went to play in the mountains and forests and saw wild beasts mating in this posture. Therefore, being entered from behind, it was inevitable that he would become more and more frightened. Humiliated, the back hole tightened suddenly, Lan Zhan pinched his waist, and the thrusts became more ferocious and without any rules. After being so violent for a while, Wei Ying finally couldn't stand it anymore.

 Half of his face and body were pressed to the ground, and he was deformed by the pressure. He said incoherently: "Sparse, spare my life, spare my life...Second Young Master Lan Zhanlan, spare your life..."

 This kind of begging for mercy naturally has no effect except for getting deeper and more frequent violations. Wei Wuxian laughed and said, "Oh my god, I'm going to be so stubborn. You must never spare him. The right way is to torture him to death...ah..."

 Lan Wangji picked him up and sat on him. The weight of his body caused Wei Wuxian to swallow his penis deeper, so deep that he frowned and his face was slightly distorted. He quickly concentrated on riding Lan Wangji, adjusted his position, and stopped talking about Meng Lang.

 As the sound of flesh slapping and water got louder, Wei Ying's cry over there became more pitiful: "Lan Zhan...Lan Zhan...you...did you hear...it's too deep...don't all come in..." …My stomach hurts…"

 Every time Lan Zhan entered, it was as if he wanted to stab him through. The strength and toughness were completely opposite to his face. Wei Ying's buttocks were numb and red from the impact, and his entire lower body was almost unconscious. He tried hard to move forward, but he was dragged back forcefully every time, and was forced to swallow Lan Zhan's penis deep inside his body. After repeating this several times, he felt as if he was about to die, and said intermittently: "You...you Listen to me, there are people waiting for me outside, Jiang Cheng and the others...are still waiting for me outside...ah!"

 Hearing this, Lan Zhan suddenly withdrew from his body and turned him over.

 Wei Ying let out a sob and immediately curled up into a ball, as if he wanted to hide himself in a ball like a baby. The front end is 80% hard, and it won't stand up when it wants to, and it won't let out when it wants to. The juice at the base of the leg flows horizontally, and it drips, which is wonderful. Although the secret spot that had been forcibly used for a long time was extremely red and swollen, it was still unceasingly vomiting out bits of white turbidity and bright red, as if it was extremely hungry and thirsty, and could not bear to part with Lan Zhan's penis that had just been cultivated for him. Leave him alone.

 And Wei Wuxian was held by Lan Wangji's waist, supporting his hips, and he was rising and falling freely on his body. Until now, Lan Wangji's eyebrows were still cold and bright. Except for his slightly disturbed breathing, just looking at his face, one could not tell what he was doing now, let alone guess that at this moment, his hands were supporting Wei Wu. Wei Wuxian's buttocks were squeezed vigorously at the same time, without any control of his own strength, leaving bruises and bruises on the two plump buttocks. Then he lowered his head and took the little bit of red on Wei Wuxian's left chest into his mouth. Bite gently. Wei Wuxian was sucking his penis between his buttocks, and the wet purple-red thing appeared and disappeared in the deep crack of his buttocks, making his scalp numb with pleasure.

 Lan Zhan, who was over there, stared at the half-dead Wei Ying for a while, then suddenly tore open the clothes on his chest, pinched the red spot on his left chest hard, and then buried it fiercely inside him.

 Wei Ying managed to catch his breath with great difficulty. At this time, his whole body was extremely sensitive. How could he withstand such treatment? With a sound of "Woo!", his secret acupoints and intestines were tightened, and tears started to flow down his face. .

 Lan Zhan seemed to be angry with the two points on his chest, twisting and rubbing them, causing them to swell up and stand upright, as red as blood. Every time he was touched in this way, Wei Ying's inner wall contracted fiercely, and the soft and warm intestine bit the murder weapon in his body, clearly outlining the shape of Lan Zhan's genitals.

 Wei Ying cried and said: "Lan Zhan, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said you were young, I shouldn't have said you didn't understand, I didn't dare to teach you. Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, did you hear that? Second Young Master, Second Brother Lan..."

 Hearing the last call with a nasal sound, Lan Zhan slowed down his movements, and he was indeed more merciful. He moved his eyes in front of Wei Ying's face with blurred eyes, and gently took his two thin lips that were smiling and begging for mercy.

 Wei Ying's lower body felt like it had been run over by a boulder, his intestines were burning, his waist and abdomen were swollen and sore, and the two points on his upper body and chest were tortured, making him feel a little dazed. Suddenly, he felt that the attack of the weapon that was attacking him from his lower body had slowed down. Their foreheads touched lightly, and two cool lips were close to each other. It tasted a little sweet. When he opened his eyes, he saw Lan Zhan's long, dark eyelashes approaching. Close by, she was kissing him intently, seeming to feel a little comfort.

 So, Wei Ying also opened his mouth, gently sucked Lan Zhan's lips, and muttered, "...More..."

 His original intention was to kiss again, but Lan Zhan misunderstood and thrust harder. Wei Ying took a few breaths, hugged his neck and kissed him.

 At first, Wei Ying only felt that it was very scary to have a thick, long hard object pounding around in his intestines. After pounding it for a long time, he also tasted some taste other than swelling, pain, soreness, and tiredness, and he gradually became happy. Especially when Lan Zhan's slightly curved penis scraped hard against a certain point on the inner wall, it felt like his whole body was electrified and he was trembling with pleasure. The front end became more and more erect, and more and more white liquid was secreted. He couldn't help but twist his waist. Sometimes Lan Zhan didn't push his head in the right place, so he would push his lower body up to cater to her, and the cries in his mouth would change from asking for mercy.

 Wei Ying said: "...Brother...Second Brother...Second Brother Lan...I...I beg you..."

 Lan Zhan took a breath and said in a calm voice: "What?"

 Wei Ying held his cheek and kissed him wildly, and whispered: "Put it on top of me, like you did just now, please, okay..."

 As he wished, Lan Zhan lowered his waist and thrust into the place he requested. These thrusts seemed to be particularly heavy. Wei Ying gasped, and his limbs suddenly wrapped around him tightly, shouting "What..."

 Lan Zhan had already blocked his lips and concentrated on kissing him.

 Wei Wuxian was also kissing Lan Wangji passionately, tracing the shape of each other's thin lips with his tongue, entangled with each other. Listening to the movement over there, Wei Wuxian said, "Hanguang-Jun, over there you are cumming."

 Lan Zhan, who was dripping with sweat, hugged Wei Ying, who was also dripping with sweat, and lay quietly on the wrinkled mat. Wei Ying's chest was heaving and his eyes were still a little distracted. The place where the two were connected has not yet separated. His lower body is still biting Lan Zhan's genitals tightly, and the semen that was ejaculated into his body is tightly blocked without leaking.

 Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Look here, should we also..."

 Lan Wangji nodded, laid him flat on the mat, and released his body into Wei Wuxian's body with a few steady ups and downs.

 Wei Wucha breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was really happy, he was not beaten hard on the waist and butt. He had been making trouble with the two children for so long, and his physical strength was almost exhausted. Unexpectedly, Lan Wangji did not pull out, but changed his position according to the state of insertion into his body.

 Wei Wuxian said, "Hanguang...Jun?"

 Lan Wangji smiled slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered a few words.

 Wei Wuxian: "...Uh, wait? When I said I asked you to fuck you to death, did you mean to let the little Lan Zhan in your dream go to death and fuck me in the dream? Didn't you mean...Lan Zhan? Second brother ...Brother? Spare your life!!!"