Jiang Zheliu didn't know how to explain to him for a while, the box was not there for that purpose.

He was like a snow-white zongzi, and the little devil naturally pushed aside his clothes and took off all the layered coats. The other party hugged his shoulders intimately, lowered his head and kissed him.

Only two pieces have been taken off, and the innermost thin shirt has not moved.

Jiang Ziliu hugged him back and said helplessly, "What do you understand?"

Wen Renye was embarrassed to say that, he took out several kinds of grease cream from the storage device.

...after all, in the year of embers, in addition to receiving medical consultations, the main business also includes the sale of this item.

Jiang Zheliu saw his temples twitching, met those focused and slightly excited purple eyes, and said after a while, "...When will this be given to you. How long have you two been together... um."

His words were blocked.

When the little devil first kissed him, he was always cautious and nervous, but now he seems to be used to a lot and has developed a more aggressive and possessive kiss. The tip of the tongue swept lightly across the teeth, pressed him and didn't let go, the more he kissed, the more vigorous he became.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't breathe a little, and was released slightly by the other party. His usual thin and pale lips were red and swollen from licking at this time, and a moist water glow appeared.

The corners of his eyes were also a little red, and he fainted from the frost-white skin, like a haze falling into the snow field.

Wen Renye was stunned, and couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to rub the end of the other's eyes, and whispered next to him, "It's been a long time. I've always wanted to..."

Jiang Zheliu looked at him with red eyes, he didn't have such a big emotional reaction, it was just a simple physical response, the physique of the heavenly body made him look very delicious and attractive, exuding a sweet aroma.

The little devil didn't lie. He really thought about it for a long time. He only got the opportunity today, and he was very emotional. His eyes stayed on Jiang Ziliu, the more he looked, the more he liked it, he liked it so much, he lowered his head to kiss him, and then nervously pulled away the loose belt on his body.

Jiang Zheliu couldn't bear his kiss, his tone softened, and he complained in a low voice, "You know what's going on with yourself, you just want to torment me."

If it is not obvious to refuse, that is duplicity. Wen Renye's Adam's apple rolled, leaned over to kiss his swollen lips, and said in a low voice, "How can I be willing, as long as you don't want to, I can definitely stop."

What are you talking about? Jiang Zheliu is also a man, and he doesn't think he has such a strong endurance to be able to take down the longbow while the arrow is on the string. He was silent and looked at each other silently, as if he didn't particularly trust this matter.

But at least he was allowed to try.

The grease cream has a very light taste, which is a touch of plum fragrance. Jiang Zheliu was hugged by him, and the only thin shirt left on his body slipped a little, revealing a piece of frost-white skin. The sunken collarbone is delicate and straight, like two jade spoons lying meekly under his neck, and it looks like it is made of ice and snow.

He was held by Wen Renye's ankle, his fingertips pressed against the depression of the ankle bone, sliding from the ankle to the calf, and the other party grabbed his calf with his hand.

Jiang Zheliu is too slender. Although he is slender, he is naturally ill and has a narrow skeleton. He can be surrounded by an adult demon's hand under his calf, and he holds it well.

He folded the thin shirt that slipped off his shoulders, and buried his head in the quilt, not wanting to look at it.

If he didn't see it, it didn't mean he couldn't feel it, and it didn't mean that Wen Renye would let him go.

"Is this good?"

"Tell me a word..."

"It's okay, let me kiss..."

Jiang Zheliu's waist softened, and he didn't want to care about the little devil at all, his eyes were filled with natural tears, and his ink eyes were wet, and Wen Renye was carried out of the quilt, insisting on looking at him.

Seeing that his eyes were wet and the corners of his eyes were red, the little devil suddenly panicked, thinking that he was doing something wrong, he leaned over to ask him a lot, and bit Jiang Zheliu's lips: "What's the matter, you tell me..."

Jiang Xianzun was annoyed by him and didn't want to tell him at all. But his waist was so soft that he didn't even have the strength to move, let alone crawling out of his arms.

And the warm jade does heat up.

Jiang Zheliu raised his eyes to look at Wen Renye, and only spoke after a long while. His voice changed a little, and the sentence was very light: "You... don't add this ointment."

Wen Renye was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on.

He was only afraid of hurting the other party, so he used slightly more than the standard. Although there is no standard for this matter, he is still cautious.

The ointment of the year of embers has a little bit of aphrodisiac ingredients, and this ingredient makes the heavenly spirit body feel like rain for a long time, and it cooperates very well.

Jiang Zheliu slowed down, the body temperature was already hot enough to make people dizzy. He raised his arms to wrap his arms around Wen Renye's neck, and held it in his arms, but he couldn't hold back, and said in a low voice, "I can…"

"What can?"

This demon is too stupid, can I return it?

Jiang Zheliu was buried on his shoulders, and he didn't move for a while, except for a soft inhalation.

Wen Ren didn't think about it for half a day, but the technique didn't stop at all, allowing Nuan Yu to fully contact the body of the person in his arms. When he was halfway in contact, he suddenly froze his hand.

...What, does that actually mean that? Heaven, heavenly spirit bodies can lubricate themselves...?

He was shocked physically and mentally, and was challenged by an indescribable demon, and felt that his understanding of the human race had reached a new level.

...is that awesome...

The body in his arms was shaking slightly. Wen Renye heard the low voice in his throat when he was breathing, which made people itch.

When the other party inhales, he will deliberately lighten it. If he does not comfort him at this time, Xiao Liushu will feel insecure and hug him subconsciously.

This is too cute.

Wen Renye rubbed against him slowly, coaxing the other person in a low voice, so as not to make him feel more uncomfortable because of his body temperature.

But Jiang Ziliu still cried.

It's not the kind of crying, it's his inexplicable constitution that is really too sensitive to certain drug ingredients. Even if the little devil was coaxing him, he still shed tears like a physiological reaction, his eyes were red, and he looked too squeamish.

He didn't want to, but his physical fitness couldn't be changed. He could only be kissed by Wen Renye holding his cheek to wipe away the tears, and also kissed the corners of his eyes that were red and hot.

"I blow my eyes." Wen Renye got close to him, "Look at me."

Jiang Zheliu didn't really want to look at him, but he still let him blow his eyes that were a little uncomfortable when he was hot.

But then there was more discomfort. Although the things in the brocade box are good, they are too boring. Jiang Zhe Liuguang was enduring these things, and he felt that his spirit was exhausted and his physical strength was gone.

It's just that the medicinal pill is still useful, and he wasn't particularly unbearable. Wen Renye clasped his fingers for a while to prepare for the big event, and Nuanyu, who was in close contact with him, was taken out.

The sweet and fragrant celestial spirit body exudes a more charming breath.

Jiang Zheliu slowly sighed, and before he could relax completely, he was rubbed again by the other party.

…

This is overkill.

He couldn't go on... The other party repeated the old trick, and seemed to think that a kiss would make Jiang Ziliu agree, so he chased and kissed him for a long time, blocking his words.

Facts have proved that this does have some effect. Jiang Zheliu was a little dizzy after being kissed, and he was hugged by him.

It was raining outside the window, and the sound of the rain fell softly, slipped from the eaves, and shattered into droplets of water. The cold rain fell on the front and back of the house, covering the perennial green pine and cypress branches.

There were one or two intermittent bird calls in the mountains, accompanied by the lonely wind in the middle of the night.

Jiang Zheliu didn't want to hug him anymore, so he raised his head against the other's ear and said, "...Let go of me, you...you can't do this."

His voice was soft, a little hoarse, and a little soft after crying. Although he still had the temperament of a senior when he spoke, when Wen Renye's ears fell, only the effect that made his heart move was left.

Who can resist this, he is not a serious devil.

Wen Renye didn't say a word, leaving many dotted hickeys around his neck, red and pink, ambiguous and beautiful. Extending from the neck to the shoulders, it is like the snow in the sky shaking the red plum, exuding a hidden and light fragrance that is hard to extricate.

He took the other's hand and gently pressed his wrist.

Wen Renye was more nervous than him, and thought it was a delicate job. He half-embraced the other's body and gradually became a little more presumptuous.

Jiang Zheliu's breath stagnated, and he raised his hand to hug him. Tears made his clothes wet, and his whole body seemed to be uncomfortable. He whimpered lowly, then bit his lip to hold back, and was held up by the little devil. coaxing.

But no amount of coaxing can resist the uncomfortable feeling.

Xiao Liushu was very hot all over, and was lying in his arms exhausted, pressing his neck and chest, not knowing whether it was in pain or what, he opened his mouth and bit Wen Renye.

Without exerting any force, the teeth pressed against the thick-skinned Demon's shoulder, without even biting out a red mark.

Wen Renye let him bite generously, and then went too far...

The man in his arms has long been out of strength, so he can only fall into his arms, unable to escape. His fingers were clutching his shirt, his knuckles were tight, and his frost-white fingertips were red, fragile and beautiful.

Wen Renye grabbed his hand and stared at it, licking the other person's fingertips, seeing the other person's fingers curled up suddenly.

Jiang Zheliu was tormented by the heat, dizzy, and after a moment of sluggishness, he said in a low voice, "...what are you doing?"

Wen Renye felt a little guilty and kissed the corner of his tear-stained eye: "I'll take a look at your hand... Zhe Liu, you are so hot."

He said more than it was hot to the touch.

After hugging for a long time, the temperature on the other party's body is even hotter.

"Fortunately, it smells good." The demon swallowed his saliva helplessly, "It's smooth and fragrant."

Jiang Zheliu: "…"

This day seems to be impossible.

——

Ah Chu didn't sleep well last night.

He chatted with his brother there happily during the day, and tossed and turned in bed at night listening to the movement upstairs.

The movement upstairs was really loud. It was indescribable that feeling, A Chu felt that the house was about to collapse. But he thought about it again, and felt that he couldn't, just the small body of the immortal brother, and he broke up in two strokes.

Don't say that A Chu didn't sleep well, the whole Zhongnan Mountain demon didn't sleep well last night. One by one, they opened their eyes in a foolish way until dawn, smelling the aroma lingering on the tip of their noses and the magic energy that was entangled with them, and all fell out of love.

My sweetheart, Bai Yueguang, was finally spoiled by a violent and easy-to-kill demon race.

The little demons in Zhongnanshan knew each other and washed their faces in tears. The two butterflies that were beaten back to their original form cried out of breath, were dragged away by the monster friends overnight, and taken to other places.

It was destined to be a lovelorn night, and the stars didn't even look at them.

It rained all night last night, and it was still cloudy during the day. The weather was so cold that Chang Gan burned two small stoves downstairs, yawned and boiled the medicine, while cooking the medicine, he said, "What happened yesterday..."

This person is really a minor, and even the lingering taste will be indifferent. When he slept in the same chair with the immortal brother before, he only had complete intimacy, and his thoughts were extremely pure.

A Chu, who was on the side, shook the antlers, his face turned yellow when he heard the words, and he didn't know how to explain to the pure Chang Gan. After a while, he said, "That...that's..., uh, it's your little uncle venting his energy."

Chang Gan was silent for a moment, then questioned, "My little uncle?"

In his heart, his little uncle is a very cool person. This sounds a bit mentally retarded.

Ah Chu was in a complicated mood. He didn't know if he should be happy that his cp came true, or should he pay homage to the love he had lost unilaterally. He made a cup of tea with a lot of thought. The curtain was rolled up, and Ember Nian pulled Wang Moxuan in a blue robe and probed in.

With an unstoppable curiosity on his face, he made a silent gesture to Achu and went upstairs quietly. He glanced at the scene next to him through the screen.

The bed was not scattered, the table was not lifted, and it seemed that there was no violent conflict.

The little mute was held by his hand, so he could only follow him, looking at each other helplessly.

There was no clothes on the ground, and the clothes were well packed and hung aside after incense.

As the year of embers got closer and closer, I heard the sound of Wenren Ye inside.

"...still hurts? I'll find you some other medicine."

Jiang Zheliu didn't move, and he felt groggy even listening to his breathing.

"It shouldn't be. I stopped yesterday when you couldn't take it anymore. I stopped inside and fed you the medicine again... Why did it become so swollen overnight."

Wen Renye was perplexed, opened the quilt and glanced at it a little, the marks on the other party's body were too distinct and serious, it seemed that he really ravaged, ruined, humiliated, and took it forcibly. It's the same as robbing.

Not to mention anything else, he looked at a very domineering Demon Venerable platoon.

But Wen Renye was about to worry about this row of noodles. He looked at each other's wrist. Yesterday, he just pressed it for a while. After a night, all the red marks were all over it. Clear and full of accusation.

He didn't have a guilty conscience at first, and he was going to be guilty of this.

Lord Mozun patiently applied medicine to him. Yesterday when Jiang Zheliu said he was out of breath, he stopped and was very cowardly. As long as he felt that he couldn't stand it, he wouldn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary. Even so, Xiao Liushu was still in a bad mood and cried Sore eyes and sore throat.

In fact, the other party hardly made a sound, and when he made a sound, he was made to be ruthless, and he couldn't help but make a little noise.

Maybe this is the self-esteem of the seniors.

Wen Renye was smearing and applying medicine, and he didn't know why his brain twitched again. He held his hand and admired it for a while, then kissed the other's fingertips, and bit his canine teeth lightly, loving it very much.

Then he watched helplessly as red marks appeared where he had been bitten.

...like a touch of porcelain.

Was his body so squeamish before?

Wen Renye fell into deep thought. Although he also felt that Jiang Ziliu's body was easy to make marks, but after all, he hadn't tried it as clearly as yesterday. This time, it was only after the toss that it felt serious, it seemed as if he had been forced by him.

Jiang Ziliu still had some headaches, but his body temperature returned to its normal low state. But his physical fitness was obviously not up to par, and he couldn't get up in bed.

Wen Renye said a few words against his ear, making Jiang Zheliu's ears ticklish and a little red, and then he said hoarsely: "...Don't be noisy, let me continue to sleep."

He curled up slowly into the quilt.

Wen Renye tucked the quilt for him, sat beside him and watched for a while, then turned his head to look behind the screen.

He had already sensed the footsteps of the Ember Year.

After he looked over, the Doctor Sage, who had been reading all the yellow books, slowly poked his head out of the screen, and with his little mute, silently made a hint of mouth shape.

"How is it, has the fever subsided?"

Before this answer was answered, Ember Year asked excitedly again.

"How is it, how does the Celestial Spirit feel?"

What does it feel like?

Asking is… exciting.