Leng Can, are you still a man?
It was not until the two of them entered the house and closed the door and windows that Leng Can fully realized that he was really not prepared, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
nervous,
So nervous.
He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and didn't dare to look at Cong Mo.
what to do?
Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if I had another nosebleed in a while?
Leng Can, you can't be so useless!
"You're sweating so much?" Cong Mo didn't show any panic at all. He sat down next to him with a book in hand. "Take off your clothes. You'll have to take them off sooner or later anyway."
Leng Can immediately covered his chest, holding it tightly with both hands, as if afraid that she would do something to him again, "Then, then you don't have to take it off now."
"Oh." Cong Mo said nothing, holding the book in front of the two people, "I've only seen the postures in the book once. Should we study it first before trying it?"
"No need." Leng Can grabbed the book with shaking hands and threw it on the ground. The thing in front of him made him feel ashamed.
He turned his head, looked at Cong Mo, leaned over, and kissed her on the face. Under her confused eyes, he threw her onto the couch, "I, I can."
"You actually know how to do it?" Cong Mo's eyes showed surprise. "Have you studied it?"
Leng Can curled his lips, "No, this is a man's natural ability."
"Is it a natural ability for men?" Cong Mo didn't quite understand. "Men are born to learn such strange naked postures? To... um... "
"Don't say it." Leng Can covered her mouth with his hand, his face and neck were very red, "You can't say these words."
Cong Mo raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, "...Mmm... loosen up..."
Leng Can slowly put down his hand, "I'm just too shy, don't be angry."
"Humans are born naked. Bathing and changing clothes require stripping off. It's just another time to be naked. There's no need to be shy." Cong Mo looked at his face with some concern. "Why is your face so red?"
"Don't worry about it." Leng Can leaned over and kissed her lips gently, "Do you want to start?"
"Then do you want to take it off?" As she said this, she was about to take off her clothes.
Leng Can immediately held her hand, pulled her hand and placed it on his chest, "Slowly, don't rush."
"No hurry." Cong Mo raised his head and kissed him on the lips, "But you look more anxious."
Leng Can took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then stroked her cheek, "Yes, indeed..."
After saying that, he kissed her.
“Mmm…”
He never thought that things would develop to this point, nor did he think of doing this with Cong Mo, but now that it happened, he only felt indescribable happiness.
Their bodies were close to each other, no matter what the reason was, no matter what Cong Mo thought, even if she had no romantic feelings for him, their hearts would slowly lean on each other.
From body to heart, Leng Can suddenly raised his body, looked at Cong Mo's misty eyes and the red lips that he had bitten, and slapped himself in the face.
The sound of "pop"
Cong Mo was startled. He stroked his face and felt it carefully. "Why are you hitting yourself?"
The voice was like pinching water, bewitching his heart.
"Wake yourself up." Leng Can's breathing was disordered and his mind was a mess.
He couldn't do that. Cong Mo was practicing the ruthless way, and he couldn't destroy her faith. He had clearly planned to go down the mountain after Cong Mo recovered her memory.
He cannot become a burden to Cong Mo.
"We are practicing spiritual cultivation." Leng Can's body was tense and his breathing was difficult. "Spiritual cultivation is to improve spiritual power, right?"
"Yes." Cong Mo didn't understand what he was thinking now, so he could only hug his neck, lean over to lick the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then gently bite his lips.
She was comforting him.
"Our spiritual powers will be enhanced, don't worry."
"Don't worry." Leng Can looked at her, tears rolling down his cheeks.
He was so sad, sad that he had to go down the mountain, sad that he couldn't let go at this moment, sad that Cong Mo didn't like him,
Cong Mo only wants to improve his spiritual power.
Why doesn't Cong Mo like him?
"Why are you crying?" Cong Mo licked the tears from the corners of his eyes, his expression rarely changing. "They're so salty. You're sad."
"I... I'm sorry, I don't want to cry..." Leng Can apologized while shedding tears, and all his tears dripped onto Cong Mo's chin and neck.
It was obvious that he had pretended to be strong and rarely cried during the days when Cong Mo was in a coma. But now, just because of the separation and because Cong Mo kissed him, he felt so sad that his heart felt dead.
Cong Mo's cherishment, as if he really likes him, will easily make him develop greedy desires.
"I'm here, don't cry." Cong Mo had no choice but to hug his head and bury it in his neck. Tears flowed down his nose and fell on her, wetting a large area of her clothes. She patted his back and said, "I'm always here."
Eyes fixed on the ceiling,
It seems that tonight’s spiritual practice will not be completed.
Leng Can is still indulging himself and trying to persuade himself.
Just once, just this once.
Let him be greedy just this once, and he will never have such extravagant hopes again.
Leng Can sobbed, letting him stay with him this time, his only wish. He propped up his arms and wiped away his tears, "I..."
"I'm made of wood, so I can't make... that thing. I can't, I can't let you get pregnant. We don't need to worry too much, but I'm healthy."
Leng Can swallowed and looked at her nervously.
"That…"
"You can't refute me." Leng Can's eyes were red, and he covered her mouth again. "You, can't look for someone else. Pregnancy is not good for a woman's health. I have everything except the inability to bear children. You, you have also seen it, haven't you? Mine, is pretty good..."
He always felt ashamed and didn't dare to tell others. Although he looked like a normal person, his true form was a puppet, so he naturally lost some things that were different from when he was a human.
For example, he is afraid of fire, and rainy days will make his body feel heavy.
Leng Can's voice became softer as he spoke, his cheeks flushed like ripe apples, and he glanced around, not daring to look at her.
Cong Mo blinked, grabbed his wrist and pulled it away, "Xiao Can, I won't have any offspring. I'm practicing the ruthless way. You won't let me get pregnant, which is a very good thing for me."
"I feel the same way now." Leng Can nuzzled her cheek. "You can't find someone else to practice spiritual cultivation with."
"I have a natural advantage. If you want to improve your spiritual power, you have to come to me..."
"Why would you do this with someone else?" Cong Mo asked him in return, "Although your spiritual power is weak, I have never thought of doing this with anyone else. I came to you first, why would I want to entangle my body with someone else?"
"Then you must keep your promise, absolutely not." Leng Can's breathing was disordered, the corners of his eyes were red, he leaned down, close to her lips, "Open your mouth and kiss me."
Cong Mo obediently stuck out his tongue, "Kiss you..."
Leng Can took advantage of the situation and bit it, sucking it into his mouth.
Hug each other tightly, embrace and kiss.
"Huh...mm..." Leng Can let go of her mouth and licked and bit the corners of her lips, chin, and ears.
Cong Mo's body went limp, and he reached down to touch the belt around his waist.
"Do you really know how to do it? I don't remember the pictures in the book very clearly." After struggling for a long time, he finally unbuttoned a button. "Take it off yourself. I don't have the strength to do it."
Leng Can slowly exhaled, bit her neck, and used force under his mouth. Cong Mo hissed in pain, "Why are you biting me? This..."
She was halfway through her words when he bit her lips and licked and sucked them again.
“Mmm…”
Raising his head again, Cong Mo's eyes moistened as he stroked his wet hair, "You...are bleeding from the nose again."
Leng Can spoke with difficulty, "Xiao Mo, I'm afraid it won't work out tonight..."
Leng Can was very useless and ran out.
Yes, that's right.
He stayed alone in Congmo and ran out.
His clothes were disheveled, and the light reflected from the moon shone on him, casting a long shadow behind him.
He was so shy that his whole body felt weak and hot. Except for that spot, his limbs seemed to be detached and he couldn't move them at all. He covered his face and knelt on the ground. Tears mixed with nosebleed flowed from between his fingers.
"Ahhh... Leng Can! You're a piece of shit."
"Leng Can, are you still a man?"
"How come you're so capable in the illusion, yet you're so cowardly in the real world?"
"Leng Can, you idiot."
If you can't even grasp such a good opportunity, you might as well just jump off the mountain.
"What kind of man is he if he runs out alone!" Leng Can yelled at the moon, "Kill me..."
As he spoke, a thunderclap sounded and struck in front of him, leaving a mark.
Leng Can was so frightened that he quickly stood up and backed away, his legs almost weakened. He immediately changed the subject, "I was joking, just kidding."
"If it doesn't work, forget it. You can't force it." Cong Mo slowly walked over from behind, "You can't..."
"I can do it." Leng Can immediately retorted, turned around and ran to Cong Mo, hugged her, and rocked her. "I'm just shy. This is my first time experiencing sex."
"Male and female affairs?"
“It’s spiritual practice.”
"I'm still young, you have to forgive me." Leng Can stood up, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, "Wait for me, don't look for anyone else, okay?"
Cong Mo took out a handkerchief. Leng Can had frequent nosebleeds recently, so he had to wash his handkerchief more frequently. "Why can't I take the initiative?"
"Are you taking the initiative?" Leng Can covered his nose with his hands, and the blood that had finally dried up showed signs of flowing out again.
"Well, I see that many of those pictures also..."
"Don't say anymore." Leng Can waved his hand at her. Cong Mo was outspoken and he was afraid of hearing something from her.
Coming from her mouth, it sounded both awkward and reasonable.
"I might..."
If Cong Mo took the initiative, Leng Can imagined the scene for a moment, and immediately shook his head in denial. If that were the case, he might really explode and die.
"I still can't do it." Leng Can blocked his nose with a handkerchief, and the blood from his nose quickly seeped through the handkerchief and dyed it red. "I'm afraid... I won't be able to bear it, and then I'll..."
…and fainted again.
"Hmm..." Cong Mo didn't have any objections and turned to leave. "Let's go down the mountain and sleep. We have to wake up early tomorrow to go to the human world."
Leng Can grabbed her hand and said anxiously, "I want to sleep together."
"It's cold to hug the quilt at night."
"I'm not hugging the quilt." Leng Can shook his hips shyly, his face flushed. "I'm hugging you."
Cong Mo: “?”
Hold me?
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