Extra 7

Chen Qiao was about to retreat, but his waist tightened, and his whole body was spinning, and the next moment he was pressed against the stone wall next to him.

Yan Wushi naturally would not give him any chance to resist. The two of them were tightly pressed against each other, and the shadows pulled on the ground were almost integrated. Before Chen Qiao could come back to his senses, his legs were even forced to be opened by the other party, and his one leg was firmly stuck in the middle, making him unable to move.

Chen Qiao was stunned for a moment. He suddenly felt that he was impulsive just now. However, it was too late. The other party directly covered his words with his lips and tongue, swallowing all the voices.

This aggressive behavior made Yan Wushi blush and hot. He seemed to be tasting a good dish, first sweeping the wind to establish his own ownership, then slowing down his movements, chewing slowly, and savoring deeply the essence of this dish.

Compared with Chen Qiao, Yan Wushi's experience is undoubtedly much richer, but it is precisely because he read all the thousands of sails that he was able to do it step by step and carefully plan, which eventually led Chen Qiao to take the initiative to deliver it to him, which made this "delicious dish" belong from the inside out, and naturally it would be more memorable to taste.

He pried open Chen Qiao's lips and teeth, pinched the other person's chin with one hand, and stirred up the lips and tongue inside. After the initial confusion, the other person began to learn the trajectory of his tongue, trying to imitate clumsyly, but Yan Wushi did not give him any opportunity to imitate and learn. He withdrew with a little malicious intention, instead bit his chin, sucked with the tip of his tongue, and slowly went down.

His mouth was moving, and his hands were not idle either. He originally held Chen Qiao's wrist and pressed him against the wall, rubbed his thumb and index finger, and lingered.

Chen Qiao's hands are clearly linked because of martial arts practice, but they are not uncomfortable. Instead, they look like a good mutton fat jade statue, warm and delicate, and have a little more warm and popular than the jade statue. It is truly a priceless treasure that cannot be bought even if you have a thousand gold coins.

Yan Wushi's hand slid in from the sleeve of the broad robe, slowly moving upwards, holding the other party's elbow, and rubbing Shen Qiao's waist with the other hand, not wrinkling his clothes at all, but his movements were really hard to describe. Even people like Chen Qiao, who had never been involved in human affairs, were flushed by his teasing, and his eyes were watery, and his whole body completely softened.

"Do you know what I regret the most now?" Yan Wushi suddenly said.

Chen Qiao looked back with no clarity. His thoughts seemed to be completely mixed into a paste by an invisible hand, and his eyes also showed confusion. His temples were rubbed slightly, looking like a harmless and innocent little animal, waiting for the ill-hearted person to ravage.

Yan Wushi: "If I had known this, I should have bought all the houses in this alley."

What does buying a house have to do with regret?

Chen Qiao thought in a daze that the Adam's apple felt numb and itchy because it was held and sucked. He wanted to resist but was a little weak. He raised his hand, but could only put it on the other party's shoulder, but it seemed like he wanted to greet him but refused.

Yan Wushi chuckled. He had seen many innocent people, but never a person like Chen Qiao, moved him and made him love him from the bottom of his heart.

I wish I could hold the other person into my arms, keep it intimately, and place it carefully, so that no one could see it, only he could see it.

However, Chen Qiao is not such a delicate existence. He is a master who can stand at the top with the strong people in the world. He is soft on the outside and hard on the inside. He is powerful even if he is severely punished and cruel, and he cannot destroy the storm. He has his own morality and is willing to move forward for such a reason and never look back.

Yan Wushi did not agree with such morality. In his past decades of life, he not only disdained such kindness and gentleness, but was even willing to take advantage of the malice to make trouble. However, this mentality hit a wall on Shen Qiao. Only Chen Qiao made him willing to give in. Even if he was not optimistic, he did not like it.

But such a bottom line is willing to be exceptional to this person.

"Well, someone..."

Chen Qiao was extremely powerful and heard the sound of footsteps outside the alley, which was still far away, but this did not prevent him from being a little clearer. He reached out and pushed his hand and refused to use some force. A nearly moaning voice came out of his mouth. He heard his voice change sharply and was shocked.

Yan Wushi nodded, but his movements did not restrain him at all. Once he was willing to tease someone with 100,000 patience, the person he teased would have to be addicted to it and let him mercy on this path.

What's more, a "pure" Taoist priest like Chen Qiao.

Yan Wushi's superb skills quickly made Chen Qiao almost forget the sound of his footsteps.

But it's just almost.

After a moment, he grabbed one of the other person's hands and his face turned red: "In broad daylight..."

Yan Wushi: "In broad daylight, Master Chen is careless here."

Chen Qiao: "..."

Yan Wushi: "But I swear to never follow me, I will fight back and defend against the enemy, so that Master Chen, a disciple, would be surrendered."

He really grabbed Chen Qiao's hands and twisted them behind his back: "I didn't expect that Master Chen was hypocritical and respectful, and could not control his own people when he saw beautiful things."

Chen Qiao: "..."

On the one hand, he was shocked by such black and white remarks, but he didn't expect that there were such shameless people in the world, but on the other hand, he was disturbed by the other party's superb hands, and most of the minds flew away.

The remaining half is naturally no longer an opponent of Sect Master Yan.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. The young man in a short suit seemed to have just come back from work. He was carrying the pie he bought from the intersection and planned to take a shortcut to pass here. Unexpectedly, there was another person in this alley, so he immediately met the two.

To be precise, almost half of Chen Qiao's body, and even his face, were blocked by Yan Wushi. Only Yan Wushi raised his head from Chen Qiao's neck, and he was slow and Shi Shiran looked back at the other party.

The man yelled, and the first thought that arose was not: these two Taoist priests were doing such dirty things in broad daylight, but: This man's eyes were so terrible!

The penetrating eyes shocked the other party and took three steps back. He didn't even have time to say anything, so he turned around and ran away.

Yan Wushi turned around and said to Chen Qiao, "Look, the army that defeated others without fighting."

Chen Qiao: "..."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to say it, but he can’t speak anymore.

Yan Wushi also felt that this place was really inconvenient. Although there was a unique sense of taboo on the open air, he could not do things with his back against the wall.

He directly picked up Chen Qiao horizontally, and floated up with his toes, directly on the roof of someone else's house, rushing towards the nearest inn.

The inn owner has been worried recently. Due to the rebellion of King Shixing, the official roads are used to transport food, grass and supplies, and the roads are not peaceful. There are fewer merchants coming to the capital to do business than in previous years, which has caused this inn, which was originally a mediocre business, to be much deserted all of a sudden.

When Yan Wushi brought Chen Qiao in, the boss was standing at the door with his arms wrapped around him and thought hard.

Suddenly, it seemed like a breeze passed by. Before he could come back to his senses, he heard the guy behind him exclaim: "Do you two men want to stay in a hotel? The shop has a good room. The man in your arms is sick, but he wants a villain to help call a doctor..."

The guy's chatter was interrupted by Yan Wushi: "Where is the empty room?"

The inn owner finally followed the idea and hurried over and said, "It's on the second floor, there are four empty items. You can choose any of them. The price is more expensive, and it costs 150 yuan a day..."

He was a little guilty about what he said, just because the inn is not large in size and the price is not cheap among his peers.

But before he finished speaking, his chest was lifted. The boss subconsciously caught it. When he looked down, he found that it was a silver cake, heavy and heavy.

This will last at least half a month!

The boss looked up happily, but the other party was already holding the person and floating up to the second floor.

The guy came over and asked, "Can the doctor look for it?"

The boss hesitated for a moment: "They didn't call, so let's not be too busy first. Prepare the hot water and prepare the food first. When the guests need it, they can serve it at any time!"

On the other side, Yan Wushi hugged Chen Qiao and entered a room. It was indeed much spacious than the ordinary room. Not to mention that it was cleaner everywhere, even the bed was larger than the bed in an ordinary inn. It was covered with soft mattress and a faint sandalwood incense on it. It was a lot of money, no wonder it was not cheap.

But after this trouble, Chen Qiao had already come to his senses. He pressed against Yan Wushi's chest, turned over and jumped down, took two steps back, and said quietly: "In my opinion, it's better to forget..."

Yan Wushi sneered: "You kissed me, and now you want to give up on me again?"

Chen Qiao: "..."

It seems that it is not used to be messed up at all times.

He calmed down: "It's still early now..."

Yan Wushi raised his eyebrows: "You mean it's fine if it's dark?"

Chen Qiao's face turned red. He probably didn't notice that his collar was slightly open and there were even two red marks on his collarbone.

I want to reveal it but not reveal it, half-cover it, and it is obvious that the flesh of the play has not yet been put on, but it has already appeared to be boundless.

There is a kind of person who can even smile and feel embarrassed, which makes people feel swaying and unable to control themselves.

Although Yan Wushi has not yet reached the point of being unable to control himself, he is willing to let his desires go, appreciate such beauty, and let his eyes follow the other person's smile.

Chen Qiao didn't know why he kissed the other party without any scruples at that time. Even though he had thought this way in his heart for hundreds of times, he was introverted and would never have been able to do it normally. Now Yan Wushi is pressing step by step, and he tends to retract back into his shell.

Naturally, Yan Wushi would not let him do this. He directly reached out to grab the other party's hand. Chen Qiao subconsciously blocked it. After a few moves, Yan Wushi took a few moves and grabbed his belt and pulled the person directly into his arms. He stretched out his hand and pulled the belt. The belt fell down. He pressed the person on the table and looked down.

Next, naturally, the red candle tent is warm and the red waves are turned over.

"Dong, Dongjia, what's the movement on the second floor?" The guy heard several crackling sounds on it, and then he fell silent again. "When the two of them came in just now, one of them was held? Why did they start fighting now? Should I go up and take a look? Don't cause any death!"

The boss was planning and didn't raise his head: "Gods fight, don't meddle in other people's business!"

What kind of fairies fight? I think it's just a fairy fight! The guy muttered.
Chapter completed!