Chapter 23

Dusk fell all around, and there was no sound or movement.

Lu Shenxing sat sideways on the railing, leaning against the pillar, with his red clothes slightly open, showing the unique elegance of his age.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze passing over the raised yurt. He did not want to investigate for the moment whether it was the control of his body or his heart that was at work, the fire was burning.

The fire was spreading rapidly and fiercely.

Lu Shenxing turned around. Both he and the person in the half-open door needed an unreserved release.

but……

Lu Shenxing formed a circle with his thumb and index finger, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a forced smile. If I hadn't seen it just now, it probably wasn't that big.

"Ding, Mr. Lu, our company recently developed a new product, Haoyan, and we've started sending out small trial packs."

A string of salesman's rhetoric popped up in his mind, but Lu Shenxing was not interested. "What's the use?"

"Ding, it treats a range of symptoms including dryness, astringency, and shortness."

Unclog the pipe? Lu Shenxing's eyes lit up and he immediately jumped down from the railing. When he was sleepy, someone brought him a pillow. His hard days were finally over.

"Ding, every user will receive a free package. Click on Hao Yan and receive a gift of Chrysanthemum|Flower Spirit." The system continued, "Mr. Lu, remember to give a positive review of five points or more."

Lu Shenxing narrowed his eyes. This set meal sounded good.

The carved door opened and closed, the dragon and phoenix bed curtains swayed violently, and the couch made a slight sound.

Shen Cheng remained in the same posture. Seeing that the young man had not left, he suppressed the turmoil in his eyes.

"Touch me." Lu Shenxing grabbed Shen Cheng's hand, pressed it on his bag, and rubbed it. The bag did not go away, but became even bigger.

His palms were warm, Shen Cheng raised his eyelids slightly, and moved his fingers leisurely.

Lu Shenxing supported himself with his elbows, and his hot lips fell on Shen Cheng's ears and temples, moving along the beautiful curve to the side of his neck, biting it lightly.

A thin layer of sweat oozed out of the corners of his forehead, and Shen Cheng's breath was unstable. He was the strongest man in the world, but he was also an ordinary person with emotions and desires.

The Wind-Breaking Technique was running in his body, and the air pressure around Shen Cheng suddenly changed. The dampness in the air caused by emotions was all covered by the terrifying cold and strong wind.

He placed his other hand on the boy's waist, tightened his strength to restrain him, and injected his true energy to prevent him from getting hurt. Shen Cheng frowned. Why did his internal energy become more chaotic the closer he got to the boy?

Lu Shenxing and Shen Cheng were breathing passionately, their limbs intertwined, and he grasped something with ease.

Shen Cheng's breath was caught.

After losing his ability to be a normal man, Shen Cheng's hatred did not disappear with Si Niang's death. He blamed everyone, hated the unfairness of fate, and was tired of the world.

Too much darkness grew, spread, accumulated, rotted, and stunk in his heart, without a single ray of sunlight.

After the boy appeared, he was by his side every day, as if he had endless energy and endurance. He felt that it was noisy, noisy and annoying, but at first such emotions did not cause him to care.

Until one day, the boy changed his clothes as usual, but without saying a word. He could actually see that the boy was unhappy, and even paid attention to it again and again. At that moment, he realized that he had not experienced those emotions for many years.

Lu Shenxing kissed the corner of Shen Cheng's eyes, and wiped away the salt water on them with the tip of his tongue. His martial arts skills remained the same, and he was as nervous as a piece of wood.

"Why are you sighing?" Shen Cheng asked.

"You are like this every time." Lu Shenxing lifted the hair stuck to Shen Cheng's cheek, feeling helpless. When you can become wild and coquettish, cling to me, and cry and beg me to fuck you, it will be so exciting.

Shen Cheng frowned and tilted his neck to let the kisses cover him. It was clearly their first time, so why would they talk about going back and forth?

"I like to take the initiative." Lu Shenxing said jokingly.

Shen Cheng frowned even tighter, as if he had encountered an unprecedented difficulty. After a moment of silence, he leaned over and took the initiative to kiss Lu Shenxing's lips, his movements awkward and stiff.

Like a puppy licking its food bowl, Lu Shenxing laughed out loud, feeling happy.

"They used to be able to fly, but now they just curl up in their nests."

Muttering something, Lu Shenxing touched the little soft thing in frustration. He couldn't help but wonder if the soul living in the body lying under him was also bound to a system, but with a different mission and goal than his, and its memory was erased after completing a mission?

His thoughts were interrupted by a suppressed voice. Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows. No matter whether Xin Liang or Shen Cheng had a calm or indifferent expression, their most honest bodies were giving out hints that they longed for and enjoyed his touch.

If the scene wasn't so outrageous, judging from his reaction, Lu Shenxing would have thought more than once that it was the one he had raised for many years, haha.

The cumbersome wedding dress was thrown on the ground, and the shoes and socks were placed messily aside. The passionate young man leaned on the broad shoulders of the handsome man, and his flowing black hair entangled with him as if they were not separated.

Lu Shenxing hesitated at the door, sometimes taking a step forward, sometimes taking a step back, rubbing the threshold, mobilizing all his strength, tensing every muscle in preparation.

Water was dripping from the faucet. Lu Shenxing was in a hurry and his breathing became heavier each time.

The white chest was flushed, with beads of sweat sliding down. Shen Cheng pursed his red and swollen lips and tilted his head, the desire and expectation in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could hardly be concealed.

Lu Shenxing bit his earlobe and laughed hoarsely, "Waiting for God's gift."

"Ding, Hao Yan and Ju Hua Ling have been delivered."

Following the sound, Lu Shenxing felt that the door was violently pushed open by some brute force, revealing a very considerable area in front of him.

There are actually such good things in the world.

Lu Shenxing felt that there was love in the world again. He held his breath, rushed into the door in one go, and almost rudely swept away everything in an instant, occupying the place as the king.

The moment the void was filled, Shen Cheng's eyelashes became wet, and his hot and wet back left the quilt, involuntarily moving to the rhythm of the familiar feeling.

If you want to enjoy what others cannot, you must also endure what others cannot.

Lu Shenxing inside the door had no time to wander around. He was experiencing extreme pain and extreme happiness, switching back and forth between the two extremes and overlapping.

Shen Cheng let out a very soft sound from his nose, and his eyes were wet.

Just like before, no matter how recklessly and violently Lu Shenxing rushed forward, the door remained undamaged and could easily be rammed for another three hundred rounds.

Lu Shenxing had no mind to think whether he had found a treasure or been cheated. His breathing suddenly trembled, and with a whoosh, the arrow shot at the door.

The first battle was a victory.