**THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT**
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After a few moments of silence, Mo Xi sat up. "Go to sleep, I'll go first -"
Before he finished speaking, he was dragged down by Gu Mang lazily. Gu Mang's bun was loose, and his soft black hair hung over his white face. He held up his body and pressed it on his strong chest, grasped his wrist, and looked at him half-awake and half-asleep with his blue eyes. Mostly because he finally returned to the familiarity of the battlefield and was able to fight a war of his own will in a new identity, Gu Mang's mood was much better than before.
He even looked at Mo Xi with an amused smile with two little tiger teeth.
"Huh? How will you go out like this?"
Mo Xi: " Let go. "
"Can it be covered?"
Mo Xi turned aside his face on the pillow and didn't want to see him. His beautiful and handsome face flushed slightly and he whispered, "Shut up."
Gu Mang laughed and still lied on his chest. His eyes and eyelashes were too long. When they quivered, they were like catkins, which made Gu Mang want to blow on them. Gu Mang said with a smile, "Baobei, didn't you say you didn't hurt me? Look at me again."
Mo Xi's eyes widened suddenly. He really had the long-lost face of his shixiong. It was clear that he was the first to provoke him, but in turn, he said that he was too fierce. It was really too strange.
As soon as he opened his phoenix eyes, the eyelashes made Gu Mang itch. Gu Mang then really came to the past and whistled for a while. Mo Xi instinctively closed his eyes and looked at his side helplessly. "Gu Mang, can you not -"
Before he finished speaking, his voice became a dull hum.
Because Gu Mang had leaned over him while he closed his eyes and kissed him on the cheek.
Mo Xi suddenly opened his eyes. The eye color was very deep, looking at him somewhat stunned and somewhat uneasy.
The Adam's apple moved up and down, and Mo Xi said in a low voice, "Don't make a fool of yourself. Think about your injury."
"Almost all right," Gu Mang said. "The blood of the demon white wolf is not quenched."
"Not Almost. If you become ill again, there is no Jiang Fuli here."
Gu Mang leaned over his forehead and said, "If you bear it any more, you will suffer from manic depression. There is no Jiang Fuli here."
"..."
"Gu Mang!"
Naturally, Gu Mang didn't care about him, and he couldn't lift him out of bed. It was just that Mo Xi's eyes looked scattered and worried. Apart from the * *, there were many worries in the sea of his eyes.
Gu Mang then sighed, straightened up, raised his hand, and folded his bun into a soft ball. "Really, can you have a look?"
He spoke, half removing his white robe.
It was not the first time for Mo Xi to see Gu Mang's body after he returned to Chonghua, but most of those times were accompanied by too-strong emotions such as anger, astonishment, sadness, etc., or in a dim light, so he never looked at Gu Mang's body so closely.
The scars on Gu Mang's body were indeed mostly the old ones. Although there were traces of new ones on him, they were obviously fading away.
"Although I can't remember too many details, the demon wolf that Liaoguo gave me to melt blood should be bred after the blood demon beast," Gu Mang said. "Isn't it said that blood demon beast is actually an immortal monster? As long as it is not sealed, after its death, in a few hundred years, the flesh and blood of the yuan spirit will be able to reunite naturally, like the nirvana of the phoenix…"
"It's just a rumor," Mo Xi said.
"Yes, no one knows whether it is true or not. After all, no one has lived in the world for hundreds of years, right?" Gu Mang said, catching Mo Xi's hand. "But it's true that the blood demon has a strong self-healing ability. Liaoguo has the same ability according to the demon wolf it carved later. They quenched its blood to me, so..."
He put his thin calloused hands on Mo Xi's cool skin.
He could still see the scar left by SiShu Platform, but his fingers couldn't feel any trace.
Gu Mang whispered, "So do I."
Under his belly was a thin muscle. Gu Mang held his hand and rubbed it inch by inch. Mo Xi couldn't say for a while whether he felt a little comfort or more heartache. The comfort was that the trauma Gu Mang had suffered was rapidly disappearing. The heartache was that the body couldn't leave too many traces of pain, and the pain Gu Mang had suffered was far deeper than that visible to the naked eye.
"But these old scars were there all the time," Gu Mang said. "For example, there are other marks left by fighting with Murong Lian when I was a child… In fact, I always think these scars are ugly. If only they could all fade away."
Gu Mang said, "It's a pity that the demon wolf blood can only heal the wounds after being re-quenched, but it can't manage the wounds before that."
After that, he felt his shoulder and the scar from the sword wound on his chest.
"How ugly..."
In response, Mo Xi pulled him down, held him in his arms, and kissed his soft lips. In the soft and hot kiss, Mo Xi whispered to Gu Mang, "What do you think?"
"No matter how many wounds or scars you have, they are all good-looking."
Gu Mang was kissed by him. Soon, his waist was a little soft. Their lips and tongues were entwined and made an ambiguous sound. Their desires were
irresistible.
But Mo Xi was no longer a weak young man. He could still retain his sense. He knew that his brother Gu Mang always indulged him, liked to say "nothing" to him, liked to say "very good" to him, liked to teach him to "rest assured." Once before, when they were together, Gu Mang was just like this. But now it hadn't changed much.
The difference was that ten years ago, Mo Xi would have believed it, and the stupid boy unknowingly devoted all his strength and enthusiasm to his shixiong.
Ten years later, Mo Xi was no longer so stupid.
In the end, the stupid boy had become the mainstay and hero of Chonghua, and also the man that brother Gu Mang couldn't muddle through so easily.
Mo Xi turned him over and whispered, "legs together."
He kissed Gu Mang deeply. Gu Mang did as he said. He fell on the pillow. A moment later, he felt Mo Xi's heavy and and vigorous body cover him. Then a hard hot cylinder was pushed between his legs. Even if it hadn't truly entered, the feeling of pushing close to the skin of both legs was still intensely numbing. "Relax. It's ok."
Mo Xi took some of the plasters from the head of the bed that were used to smear wounds. He applied the greasy paste between Gu Mang's legs for lubrication.
Gu Mang crouched on the bed and whispered, "Where did you learn these methods?"
Mo Xi was silent for a while.
Just when Gu Mang thought that he would say something like "learned from others without a teacher" or "learned by myself," he heard Mo Xi say, "The gift you gave me."
Gu Mang was stunned for a moment, and then his spirit flashed. "By the way, wasn't it the spring palace manual?"
Mo Xi didn't answer him.
With one hand covering the back of his hand which was grabbing the mattress, and the other holding his waist, he pressed him tightly on his body, his chest clinging to the smooth shoulder blades of his partner. Then he began to draw and insert himself slowly in the middle of Gu Mang's close thighs.
At first, Gu Mang could not help pestering and asked, "Is that the one I sent you when you came of age?"
"Didn't you say you were going to take it back and burn it?"
"He said he would seal up the bookstall."
"You… uh huh."
When it came down to it, he couldn't say it. Every time Mo Xi was deeply inserted, it would rub against the point in his backside. The ointment had already been rubbed and became wet and sticky between his burning legs. Gu Mang was pressed under him, gradually confused whether the ointment had been rubbed in that place, or whether his re-quenched body could not stand the stimulation and was wet.
In front of him, the erecting sex was taken care of by Mo Xi who held it in his palm. It was already very exciting, and the feeling of being stimulated at the root of the thigh became more distinct. Although Mo Xi was restrained, he was still unable to control the more and more intense emotion. The range of his thrusting became more and more heavy. For several moments, Gu Mang could feel that Mo Xi had almost reached the entrance of his humid corridor. As long as he pushed it in again, he would really insert it.
This pending stimulation was too abrasive for Gu Mang to know whether it was Mo Xi's suffering or his pity.
Or perhaps pity a person was suffering. There would be many things that couldn't be read, couldn't be urgent. Gu Mang lied on the couch. The bamboo mat was misplaced when they moved. Half of the bed roll was slanted to the side. The whole bed was creaking and shaking accompanied by their deep breathing.
When Gu Mang shouted out, Mo Xi was fierce. He accidentally reached the soft mouth of his hole. He longed and contracted pitifully, and the head was inserted by him. Gu mang couldn't help shouting in a hoarse voice. The intrusion made him shiver and release onto the table. He was already totally soft.
Those blue eyes were full of tears. Gu Mang almost collapsed. "You… enter me."
"Gu Mang…"
"It's too hard.. Please… Insert, insert it…"
Maybe because of his demon blood, Gu Mang was unsatisfied after releasing, and his desire streamed more and more. He lingered on his sexuality and raised his hips. It was almost like he wanted to let Mo Xi completely possess him.
Mo Xi took a breath. The veins in his forehead were beating abruptly, and his throat was dry. He even felt that his eyes were red from desire at the moment. He looked at Gu Mang and longed for him. His shixiong's skin was red like peach blossom wine. His blue eyes were slightly open, and his inner part was
full of lust.
If the demon beast's lusts was unlocked, it would be difficult to control it.
He had entangled with Gu Mang before, only saying that it was the effect of
Wuyan's overpowering drug, but now it seemed that this was not completely so. Wuyan's incense was supposed to be just for fun. It was the demon beasts' desires themselves that were so intense.
Gu Mang almost choked, "Mo Xi… I… I can't stand…" His Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were wet. "Want you…"
Before he finished speaking, Mo Xi's huge stem that was still at the mouth of his cave inserted itself into the corridor. Gu Mang seemed to be afraid that he would pull it out. He turned his face, and a pair of soft wet eyes looked at him imploringly. The eyes made Mo Xis's belly burn. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and hold Gu Mang's tight waist.
He put two more fingers into the wound ointment medicine box, and went to put it where the two joined each other, but it wasn't necessary. Gu Mang's asshole was already wet.
Mo Xi was holding his arm. The veins and tendons of his strong arm and wrist were protruding. He spread the ointment on the stem that hadn't completely gone in, then he bowed his head and kissed Gu Mang's cheek.
"I'll go lighter. If you have any discomfort, you must tell me. Uh huh?"
Gu Mang responded by sucking on his soft lips, pestering them and kissing them fiercely. Mo Xi was kissed by him so fiercely and actively that his breath became heavier and heavier. He held his thick and hot sex and pressed the stem in further.
"Ah one—!"
Only hearing the hissing sound of the wet sticky lubrication, Mo Xi's whole hot penis began to enter Gu Mang's body. Gu mang suddenly raised his head and gasped, but Mo Xi felt that he was being sucked in by the hot and wet hole. The strong stimulation almost disappeared along the spine.
He took a low breath, and then he started to move his waist and deliver his sexual organ to the sweet little hole. When he started to move, Gu Mang was out of control, but it could be seen that it was not painful, but cool.
"Mo… Ah, Mo Xi…"
"I'm here," said Mo Xi.
"Mmmm.." Gu Mang was being held up by Mo Xi. His hair was scattered on his forehead. The light in his beautiful blue eyes was scattered. He could only moan and call Mo Xi's name.
He didn't say anything about his love for him. He didn't say any sweet words.
Just with a name, he let Mo Xi see his heart, and the more indulgent he became.
"A litter deeper….uh … That's where… Ah.. Ah!"
After all, they had been lovers for so many years. Where was the most sensitive place for Gu Mang? When he fucked him, he would cry and tremble until he was thrilled and shivering. It was clear how to do it. He pressed against that spot deep in Gu Mang's corridor. As long as he inserted it there, Gu Mang's entire legs would go soft, and he would only choke underneath his body. The warm corridor tightly wrapped and sucked his penis which was contracting again and again.
"Uh… Fuck me…. Mo Xi…"
Mo Xi turned him over and kissed his berry-like lips, entangling Gu Mang's moaning and panting between their lips and teeth.
Their hearts were pounding so fiercely and the temperature around them was terrible. It seemed that everything else had nothing to do with them. Time, hatred, sin, dawn. At this moment, they were like two young people who loved each other more than ten years ago. Each wanted to entangle himself with his loved one like this.
At another climax, Gu Mang hugged Mo Xi's neck and cried endlessly.
Mo Xi heard Gu Mang calling him by his name, his shidi, his princess, and his brother. All the identities and relationships they had had in their lives, as long as they were beautiful, Gu Mang had nurtured them and called them in this intense love.
It was like trying to make up for all the sincere words they had had in their love for fourteen years.
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