After Lu Jiu stopped, he simply hugged the person who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the bed into his arms. The light weight was nothing to him.
He held the person in his arms and went to the side to find Xi Sheng.
Legend has it that those who use this to lift their headscarves will be happy when they get married.
Although these may be just legends, he still wants to follow the rules.
He used the wedding scale to lift the hijab of the man in his arms.
Revealing a delicate and beautiful little face, the entire facial features are crystal clear, her cheeks have a faint blush, her tender cherry lips are slightly opened, revealing her white teeth, and her thick black eyelashes cover her eyes.
On his eyelids, two rows of small brush-like shadows hung down... He was almost stunned.
Such a beautiful and flawless little thing will be his from tonight.
It belongs to him!
His arms gradually tightened and became a little heavy. He looked at the person in his arms drunkenly, and a smile appeared on his overly handsome face. Because he didn't smile often, the corners of his mouth were very forced, but the dark eyes revealed
The satisfaction and affection shown are real.
"Why did you just fall asleep..."
He whispered in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse and a little doting, and he couldn't help but tap the tip of the sleeping man's nose with his hand.
"One moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold... What can I do? There is also a glass of wine..."
As he muttered to himself, he carried the person in his arms to the round table and sat down. He held the person in his arms with one hand. With the other hand, he poured a glass of wine and brought it to the lips of the person in his arms.
The choking smell seemed to make the other party a little dissatisfied. Even though the other party fell asleep, he protested dissatisfiedly, turned his head, and buried his small and delicate facial features in his arms.
So cute.
No wonder Tiehan can turn into a soft girl. If he got married early, he would probably look like that.
However, if you give me a glass of wine, you can't help but drink it.
He took a sip himself, then reached out and dug out the little face buried in his arms, pinched her fair chin, and pressed his lips with the wine in his mouth to the other's.
It looks pink, tender and tender, and when your lips actually touch it, it tastes even more delicious.
He was a little nostalgic, but he also carefully passed the wine in his mouth to the other party. The sweet fluid and wine were mixed together. In the past, he was not drunk after a thousand cups, but at this moment when his lips and tongue were intertwined with the other party's.
, suddenly I felt that I was drunk, my whole body was dry and hot, and even the desire under my body was erect. It is true that wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated by themselves.
Lu Jiu was a little confused, how could Sikong Qingying sleep so soundly?
However, because he couldn't bear to disturb Sikong Qingying, after giving him a glass of wine, he suppressed the desire in his body and carried Sikong Qingying to the bed.
He carefully collected the red dates, peanuts, lotus seeds and other nuts that were scattered on the bed, and then carefully helped Sikong Qingying take off her outer robe and put the quilt on Sikong Qingying.
Even though tonight is a night of wedding, room, flowers, candles, he doesn't intend to force it.
He wanted Sikong Qingying to spend an unforgettable night with Sikong Qingying in a cave, room, flowers, candles and night when he was awake.
After packing up his things, he blew out the candles, quietly took off his wedding robe, went to bed, and took Sikong Qingying's soft and fragrant body into his arms.
He was tall, and Sikong Qingying was about a head shorter than him. He locked Sikong Qingying in his arms, and they fit perfectly, and their bodies were tightly pressed together.
It was like he was holding a treasure. Even if he was holding the woman in his arms like this, he felt very happy and satisfied.
It turns out that getting married feels so good...
It turns out that besides hatred, there is so much happiness and warmth in this world.
This is what Sikong Qingying and Lu Zicong brought to him, and he will cherish it especially.
Lu Jiu didn't intend to touch Sikong Qingying, but Sikong Qingying might not appreciate it.
On weekdays, Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu did not like to use incense, but tonight, in their new house, there was an elegant incense flowing and spreading.
Sikong Qingying, who was originally lying obediently in Lu Jiu's arms and sleeping peacefully, slowly began to stir slightly.
"It's so hot..."
The woman who seemed to be drunk had her pink and tender red lips slightly opened. She unconsciously broke out of Lu Jiu's arms and tugged on her obscene clothes. A large area of her fair and pink skin was glowing.
The skin is instantly exposed to the air.
In the darkness, Lu Jiu opened a pair of dark eyes. He saw Sikong Qingying's blushing face, her eyes still tightly closed, her thick eyelashes blinking non-stop, and glistening sweat on her forehead.
The beads rolled on the side of her pink and moist face.
Lu Jiu's eyes darkened a bit. He reached out and touched Sikong Qingying's forehead. It was indeed very hot.
Perhaps it was because his hands were too cold compared to Sikong Qingying's forehead, but his touch made Sikong Qingying moan in relief.
Sikong Qingying undoubtedly hugged his arm with both hands, hugging him tightly. Most of his clothes were torn open by himself, and his soft body kept rubbing on the bed, making his clothes even more messy.
The messiness also exposed more of her skin.
Lu Jiu's body trembled a little, and scarlet slowly spread in his eyes that gradually deepened in color.
It was as if in an instant, all the blood in the whole body was flowing to the lower body, and the vagina under the body was almost bursting. It was very uncomfortable.
Lu Jiu gritted his teeth, and large beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. He tried to pull his hand away from Sikong Qingying's arms.
But Sikong Qingying held his hand tightly. Not only that, she also let his relatively cold hand keep rubbing her exposed soft and tender skin... She was doing it to cool down.
However, it hurt Lu Jiu.
The soft, tender skin touched under his palm was as smooth and greasy as fine silk, and the touch was unimaginably beautiful. Lu Jiu felt that... if he could bear it any longer, he would die...
Finally, panting heavily, he covered Sikong Qingying: "Little guy...why are you so enthusiastic all of a sudden?"
His voice was extremely hoarse, but this hoarseness also made his voice more sexual and pleasant.
Sikong Qingying's head seemed to be stuffed with tofu. She was dizzy and vaguely felt that this voice sounded good.
Moreover, the thing covering her body was so cool that she climbed up with both hands and feet, and even rubbed her little face on Lu Jiu's chest, rubbing the clothes on Lu Jiu's chest.
It opened, revealing bronzed skin.
Lu Jiu couldn't bear it anymore, so he pinched Sikong Qingying's two small hands, and pressed them to Sikong Qingying's head. He buried his head in Sikong Qingying's neck, licking the soft and smooth skin of Sikong Qingying's beautiful neck.
skin.
"Such an enthusiastic little guy..." But damn he loved it.
His determination not to touch Sikong Qingying was broken.
This little guy might have been like this while he was asleep. This was something the little guy brought upon himself. He had no intention of eating her while the little guy was confused.
Sikong Qingying's dizzy little head couldn't think of anything. She just felt like there was a fire burning inside her body. It was very hot. The kind of heat forced her to twist her body constantly in search of coldness.
…
Lu Jiu was not polite at all, enjoying the beauty of the person under him with his lips, tongue and fingers very wantonly. He was a killer and should have been calm enough, but when he met the woman under him, everything fell apart.
He left his mark on every inch of Sikong Qingying's body, wet, hot, kisses, from top to bottom, with wholehearted care and love, densely covering Sikong Qingying's body.
On the body.
Not even the thighs, legs, inner sides, feet, and ankles were missed.
Although he was also sweating from the temptation, and although the purple-red hot iron-like dragon under his body hurt so much that he felt a little twisted and growing in size, he still stubbornly wanted to
Convey the affection and preciousness in your heart to the people next to you.
Sikong Qingying's tui was wrapped around his legs very tightly, two slender white legs were wrapped around his waist without shame, and their bodies were rubbing together tightly.
After Lu Jiu felt that he had tasted every piece of Sikong Qingying's skin, he finally started to use his somewhat confused mind to think about the erotic pictures his uncle had given him before they got married.
It seems like this and that, and then this and this...
Thinking like this, Lu Jiu's hand slid along the soft skin and between Sikong Qingying's tui...
There is no need to use eyes to see, the fingers have already followed the feeling, followed the sticky and slippery body, and found the small mouth that contains the high temperature.
When your fingertips dipped in, you were greeted with a warm and moist welcome.
Lu Jiu's heart trembled, his eyes were scarlet, and he bent down to kiss Sikong Qingying's half-open and half-closed lips that kept moaning and groaning. When his mind became hot, he withdrew his fingers and reached out to lift Sikong Qingying.
Qingying's body...
He pressed his aching and hot vagina tightly against the middle of the delicate flower panel, and without hesitation opened the small vagina that was opening and closing on its own, amidst the charming and tender moans of the person underneath him,
Pulling his hands towards himself, his entire body was immersed into that tight, moist and hot body...
At that moment, an extreme feeling invaded Lu Jiu's mind.
His mind went blank, as if he had lost control of his body and remained frozen in the posture of occupying Sikong Qingying's body.
At that moment, the power in his body seemed to be detonated by gunpowder, exploding with such force that he was almost unconscious.
The muscles and veins were aching every inch, and all the internal energy flowed to the limbs and bones along the extremely broad muscles and veins that were blasted, and finally gathered at the place where they met Sikong Qingying.
Without realizing it, the technique of the Immortality Technique appeared in his mind, and it was not controlled by him. His body began to operate the Immortality Technique on its own.
The majestic and astonishing internal force flows from his tendons along the place where they meet Sikong Qingying, into Sikong Qingying's body, wanders around in Sikong Qingying's body, expands Sikong Qingying's tendons, and finally
, and then returned to his body along the lips of the two kissing each other.
This is like a cycle.
Originally, when Lu Jiu was practicing, it was a semicircle cycle, but now, combined with Sikong Qingying, it became a full circle cycle.
Because of Lu Zicong's plan, Sikong Qingying was addicted to drugs and aphrodisiacs step by step, and was already unconscious. Lu Jiu also lost control of his body because of the Immortality Secret.
The two of them just maintained their jiao, joined posture, and the huge internal force flowed through their bodies over and over again, washing their muscles and veins, making their muscles and veins more pliable and wider.
Sikong Qingying, who originally had no internal strength, also had a force swirling around his Dantian, circulating on its own.
As it circulates and washes over and over again, the internal energy flowing becomes more and more abundant and powerful.
Lu Jiu's internal strength, which had been retreating after reaching the peak of the eighth level, was rapidly recovering and growing...
His martial arts broke through the eighth level of the Immortality Art at an astonishing speed...
The ninth level...
The tenth level...
Reached the top!
The majestic internal force circulation slowed down and was not as overbearing and powerful as before. Lu Jiu regained control of his body.
He opened a pair of slightly golden eyes and realized almost instantly...it turns out that the secret of longevity is a dual practice of martial arts!
Lu Jiu followed Lu Zicong's arrangement and persuasion and married Sikong Qingying. On the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, when she met Sikong Qingying, she accidentally understood the essence of the secret of longevity.
His martial arts reached the sky in half an hour, reached a state of perfection, and reached a new level... that he had never thought of reaching before.
It opened a new door for his martial arts journey.
After Lu Jiu came to his senses, he immediately thought... there was hope for his revenge.
His heart was filled with excitement and joy, and he kissed the person underneath him fiercely...
It's her...
It was this person who helped him again.
In this life, he has never been as happy as he is now.
He controlled the huge internal force circulating in his and Sikong Qingying's bodies, and tightly imprisoned Sikong Qingying's body in his arms. The thick purple dragon under his body began to move as he consciously moved.
The ancient rhythm…
"Woo..."
As time went by, Sikong Qingying's brain, which seemed to be stuffed with marshmallows, gradually woke up.
But she was still weak, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, so she could only let the person on her body torment her.
She could feel that her body was very hot.
She also felt that her unspeakable place was being entered, exited, invaded, and occupied...
This feeling seems familiar...
Slowly, she remembered today's wedding.
Yes.
She is married.
Is it... the wedding night?
But, how did you get to this point?
She didn't remember anything, so she was taken by Lu Zicong and tortured on the bed like this?
Her cheeks turned a little redder because of what she was thinking, blooming with a coquettish color in the dark night.
This fascinated Lu Jiu.
Lu Jiu turned around and couldn't help but move a little faster.
Sikong Qingying was like a fish out of water. She opened her mouth, panting and breathing. In the unbearable pleasure, she couldn't help but murmured to the person on her body: "Lu... Lu..."
Before she even called out the other person's name, the other person's hot lips kissed her pink and tender lips.
She likes the feeling of this mutual affection.
Open your lips and intertwine passionately with the other person's lips and tongue.
From the other party's actions, Sikong Qingying felt care and love, and waves of warmth surged into her heart, making her feel happy and moved, and her body became more sensitive.
Biting Lu Jiu's Zilong's small mouth tightly, more mucus was secreted from the mouth. The rich fragrance floated in the dark in the new house, almost covering up the lustful pleasure and love.
odor.
So happy.
So happy...
There is no pain like last time, this time, it is so happy...
Sikong Qingying felt that she would be happy even if she died in the other person's arms at this moment.
Lu Jiu has extremely high martial arts skills and excellent physical strength. As a young and middle-aged man who has just opened up, his physical strength and sex are extremely strong.
Sikong Qingying's head didn't wake up for a long time and became confused again. It was because of exhaustion.
Finally, Lu Jiu let go of her swollen and red mouth, and her mouth unconsciously moaned: "Lu...".
Lu Jiu was very satisfied.
When he first met love, desire, food, marrow, knowledge, and taste, they were already inseparable. Sikong Qingying called him like this again, which really made Lu Jiu completely lose his mind.
He tortured Sikong Qingying desperately, although he still remembered to be gentle and not rough, and hurt Sikong Qingying violently... but he couldn't bear to leave Sikong Qingying's body no matter what.
Moreover, he is quite smart.
He wanted her so hard that tears overflowed from the corners of Sikong Qingying's eyes, sobbing and shaking her head to resist him.
He couldn't bear to embarrass Sikong Qingying, and he couldn't bear to let go of Sikong Qingying, so he kissed Sikong Qingying again and used the secret of longevity.
The Immortality Technique was mixed with huge internal force. After swimming freely in the two people's bodies for a few times, Sikong Qingying's body slowly regained some strength.
What was originally a pitiful rejection immediately and unconsciously turned into a warm welcome.
The night wind outside the house was blowing gently, and the house was full of sizzling passion. The strong passion made Yue'er blush with shame, and half of her body was covered by the clouds.
Half bright, half dark.
Just like this night.
One place is happy and two places are sad.
In the new house, Lu Jiu and Sikong Qingying were obsessed with each other, and they spent a sweet and beautiful wedding night.
But outside the new house, there were two sad and dejected people.
That night, Song Qing remembered Sikong Qingying's previous invitation and drank Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu's wedding wine.
But she doesn't just have a drink.
She was not at all as gentle and graceful as usual. Instead, she looked like a bold and bold man from the north, holding a wine flask and drinking one cup after another.
Mingming's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were moist and drunk, but her consciousness was very clear.
She thought that the man she loved belonged to someone else tonight.
As she thought about it, her chest and heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
At this time, someone called her:
"Miss Song, didn't you say you wanted to go to the right palace master? The right palace master has just been free. You can go and greet the right palace master and report to him."
She was a little drunk, but very sober.
Holding the new wine bottle, he nodded to the other party and walked towards the residence of the right palace master.
She is not drunk, she knows the road, she knows where the right palace lord Gong Suxian lives.
However, as she walked, she raised her head and poured the wine from the flask directly into her mouth.
The spicy taste made her cry.
She didn't cry aloud, she shed tears quietly while drinking and walking.
Gong Suxian, who was dressed in red and looked stunning, saw Song Qing losing her composure from a distance.
She frowned coldly, with a bit of anger lingering around her body, thinking in her heart that this person was really presumptuous, and when he came over, she must teach him a lesson.
Song Qing drank all the wine in the jug in her hand. She walked crookedly, shook the jug in her hand, and made sure there was no more wine. She shook her lips, cursed, and smashed the jug.
Among the flowers on the side.
This made the atmosphere around Gong Suxian even colder.
Song Qing finally walked to Gong Suxian.
She opened her moist eyes and looked at Gong Suxian, who was a little blurry: "Right...right palace master..."
"Who are you? Why are you so rude?"
The stunningly cold Gong Suxian even has a cold voice.
"I……"
Song Qing wanted to salute, but she stumbled and fell forward uncontrollably, right into Gong Suxian's arms.
Gong Suxian frowned and was about to scold Song Qing.
But when the drunkard jumped into her arms and said "evil", he opened his mouth and spat out the filth all over her body.
"Damn!!!"
Gong Suxian cursed, held Song Qing's slender arm, and was about to throw Song Qing out.
Song Qing's physical and psychological discomfort completely exploded at the moment of vomiting. She stretched out her hand and tightly grasped Gong Suxian's dress, and cried with a "wow" regardless.
This was a wailing cry that was so shocking that it almost broke your heart. The sound of howling ghosts and wolves made the veins on Gong Suxian's forehead jump. Gong Suxian wanted to strangle Song Qing to death.
Her lips were tightly pressed into a straight line with suppressed anger. She reached out and grabbed Song Qing's back, trying to pull the woman away from her, but Song Qing hugged her tighter.
, just like grabbing the last piece of driftwood when you are completely sad and desperate, holding on tightly.
Tears soaked Gong Suxian's clothes, and the cold and hot temperature infected Gong Suxian's skin.
Gong Suxian was startled for a moment, and slowly realized that the body in her arms was very soft and warm...
Another worry is the jade-faced miracle doctor Lu Zicong who is always chic and has a cynical smile on his face.
He didn't sleep.
This was a sleepless night for him.
He stood on the cliff behind the Xuanming Palace, the cold night wind blew his green robes, and there was no smile on his face... At this time, his face was expressionless.
The figure that looks very lonely under the crescent moon, against the background of the flying clothes, looks like an immortal about to ascend.
He held a bixiao in his hand, placed it on his face as white as jade, lowered his eyes slightly, and played the flute quietly.
His plan, at this moment, had finally almost reached its final step.
He should be happy.
At this moment, at this moment.
Is he happy?
No, not happy.
Is he sad?
No, not sad.
Do you regret it?
I don’t regret it...it’s just that, as if I had lost myself, my whole life suddenly felt boring.
His Bixiao was given to him by his mother.
His mother is not his father's only wife, and he is not his father's only child.
He has one brother and countless sisters.
The fame of the Lu family, a famous swordsman family, allowed his brother to marry a world-famous beauty, and then he had a nephew who was only six or seven years younger than him.
After his mother's death, he was not close to anyone in the Lu family, with the exception of his naive little nephew, who had not yet learned the greed and shamelessness of the Lu family.
[So annoying, I posted the sensitive word seven or eight times...]