Chu Wuqing tried his best to resist. The voice in his throat was almost broken, mixed with a choking of shame. "Chu Wujun, don\'t you want to die? Stop now. I can treat everything as if it hadn\'t happened."

"Life?" the young man\'s dark eyes turned to Chu Wuqing\'s face with strange blood, "can you die for Qingqing, such as climbing bliss."

Chu Wujun\'s slender fingers were inserted into the boy\'s red lips and stirred fiercely. The madness in his eyes became stronger and stronger, "just take it if you like."

The magic clothes comparable to Lingbao were broken under the sword, and Chu Wuqing was powerless to expose a large area of skin. The ambiguous red marks on them stimulated men\'s animal nature. Like a child, he was forcibly held in his arms by Chu Wujun.

A possessive kiss is like a bite, trying to cover up the original red mark with a new trace.

Chu Wujun\'s voice sounded in his ears again and again, and passed into his divine consciousness, "I\'m holding you, Qingqing."

"No, no!" Chu Wuqing\'s eyes burst into despair. "Can\'t go on like this!" his eyes closed slightly, and finally made up his mind to stimulate the order in the divine consciousness.

"Father, help me!"

This talisman ignored Chu\'s meaningless layers of prohibitions, broke through the clouds in an instant, and went to the hinterland of the Chu family and the closed place of Chu Huan.

"Qingqing," Chu Wujun finally regained some consciousness in his eyes. The little brother held in his arms has only cold eyes.

The look had no emotion, just like looking at a corpse.

"That\'s nice," said Chu Wujun. The smile on Chu Wujun\'s face increased instead of decreasing. He didn\'t scare off because Chu Huan would come in an instant. He held the boy in his arms tighter.

With his mouth open, a drop of blood shot into Chu Wuqing\'s eyebrows. At the moment of losing this blood, Chu Wujun\'s signs of life almost disappeared and his face was pale.

But he still hugged Chu Wuqing and refused to relax at all.

"Bastard!" a cold and sharp voice fell from the air, and Chu Wuqing\'s cave turned into ruins within 20 miles. The clouds are surging in the sky, and the lightning is thunderous, like heaven\'s wrath!

Under this momentum, Dan Taizi Yan finally couldn\'t maintain the posture of holding Chu Wuqing. The whole man collapsed to the ground powerlessly, and his breath became weaker and weaker, "it\'s good."

"Dad." Chu Wuqing looked at the figure falling from the sky and instinctively wanted to throw himself into his father\'s arms, but he couldn\'t help shrinking when he thought of his dirty and embarrassed appearance.

Chu Huan\'s eyes were full of anger and heartache, but he had no choice but to see Chu Wujun lying on the ground! Just now, Chu Wujun used his life and soul to cooperate with all cultivation achievements and forcibly made a double cultivation contract with Chu Wuqing. This contract was recognized by heaven, and even he could not change it.

With a move from Chu Huan\'s big sleeve, a terrible force wrapped Chu Wuqing from the ground and captured him in his arms. He touched the young man\'s tearful cheeks very gently and said painfully, "it\'s all dad\'s fault." it\'s all my fault for not protecting you.

For the first time, he deeply regretted that he had given the youth enough freedom.

Chu Wuqing shook his head slightly, "no, it has nothing to do with you." he buried himself in his father\'s arms, breathing the cold aroma of his father alone.

So cold, but it can give him the greatest warmth.

It\'s him, a child who doesn\'t deserve to be a father. He lost all the pride of Zhenjun.

He was carried into the palace by Chu Huanzhi all the way. At first, he was just a simple attachment, but gradually his body was burning uncontrollably. There was no real connection between him and Chu Wujun, and the shameful * * was not really satisfied. At this time, the young man\'s strong breath and solid chest had the greatest impact on his body and soul, and the whole person couldn\'t help softening down.

No, No. He can\'t do this. It\'s his father. How can he react the dirtiest and shameless body in front of his father.

Chu Wuqing was eager to get rid of Chu Huanzhi\'s embrace, but his struggle only attracted Chu Huanzhi\'s concern. The young man gently patted his back with his calm and powerful palm and gently stroked him from his neck to his waist, trying to alleviate his sadness.

This intimate action did not have the slightest taste of * *, but it made Chu Wuqing\'s already lit body rise to a raging flame. He couldn\'t help rubbing his cheek gently against Chu Huanzhi\'s chest.

After this rub, it bounced away like an electric shock. What\'s the matter with him? He was filled with shame and guilt, but he was like a boat falling into the sea of * *. Such shame even made his body more excited, and even his eyes gathered misty water mist.

He struggled to open his lips, his beautiful teeth clenched half of his lower lip, tried not to let the groan overflow from his mouth, and begged "Dad, please" to put me down, but before his words were spoken, the sound of sobbing and singing couldn\'t control his throat, so he had to shut up quickly.

Staring at Chu Huanzhi with a pair of eyes begging, he tried to concentrate on the voice and let Chu Huanzhi let him down.

But for the first time, Chu Huanzhi directly interrupted his voice transmission, ignored his plea, looked at him so coldly, even touched his lips with his fingers, and said coldly, "Qingqing, what do you ask me?"

Such cold and heartless, but Chu Wuqing\'s spirit was stimulated by a different kind of stimulation, which made his body more excited. He tried to push Chu Huanzhi\'s imprisonment with his hands, but his weak body could not spare half his strength, and his soft fist fell on the man\'s solid chest like a provocation.

Chu Wuqing was extremely ashamed and embarrassed, and a layer of attractive thin red burned on his cheek. His whole body fell under his father\'s sight. It was clear that his clothes were clean and tidy, and there was no disorder in his belt. However, he felt that he was as transparent as his father.

No secret can be hidden!

"No," he begged with tears.

"Don\'t be afraid." Chu Huanzhi\'s cold and alienated voice finally softened, with a layer of human fireworks.

It\'s as if a peach blossom of the world of mortals opened on the ice peak where the creatures disappeared for thousands of years. "Let me see, where is Qingqing bullied and poisoned by people? Only by pulling out the Gu Shu can we really calm everything."

Petals and petals, winding around the tip of people\'s heart, people can\'t help wandering into this fatal temptation.

"OK." the young man nodded with blushing cheeks. His father said so. There must be a way, even if the pill was given by his intention.

Chu Wuqing was vaguely held by Chu Huanzhi into the hall and put on the bed.

Along the way, his loose robe was easily pulled away by the man, leaving only a layer of close fitting inner clothes. His father\'s cold fingers fell on him like a dragonfly, heavier and more ashamed, crossing the boundary, "Qingqing, relax."

The moment his body touched the cold bed, he suddenly woke up. His body trembled happily under the touch of Chu Huanzhi, "don\'t, don\'t touch there."

Chu Wuqing has faintly felt that this is wrong. Examination and treatment should not be like this, but Chu Huanzhi\'s expression is beyond doubt. His waist and limbs are imprisoned by Chu Huanzhi and can\'t move.

This feeling made him angry and scared, but he felt very secure. Like a drowning man grabbing a thorny driftwood, he knew it was full of sharp thorns, but he was not willing to let go.