[Wei Nie] Vertical and horizontal killing

For many years, Wei Zhuang has always been a cold and unpredictable person in the eyes of many people.Even Han Fei, who was Han Zhizhi back then, couldn't guess his thoughts every time, or persuade him to make a move.Few people know that he has been trying to guess another elusive person.Speculate on his swordplay, his dreams, and the intentions of everything he does.

Ten years have passed, and he can only learn about this person's movements from the rumors of people in the world.Because one of them chose to form quicksand to fight against the Qin army, while the other chose the Qin Palace and became a swordsman beside Ying Zheng.

Yes, swordsmen, not lackeys.

When the world mentioned Gai Nie many times, they said that he was a running dog beside Yingzheng, who became Yingzheng's sword and slaughtered all the people who resisted Qin.But Wei Zhuang never thought so.

He knew Gai Nie and knew that he was not for gold and silver, but he could not agree with Gai Nie's dream.

If he was doing it for the title of the world's number one sword master, then what was the point of him giving up the ghost valley oath without saying a word?Is it greater ambition, or sheer simplicity.

For so many years, Wei Zhuang thought he had the answer, but he never came to a conclusion.

For a long time, he always focused on the results, and he never cared about the process.In order to find Gai Nie's hiding place, Liusha and Liusha join forces to surround a person, use Qin's Iron Armored Army, and even join forces with his old opponent Luo Wang... He doesn't care about all this, as long as Gai Nie is forced out and he is defeated. up.

But what about after defeat?

The long-term loneliness and loneliness have not been terminated. In order to force Ge Nie to show other expressions on his face, he discovered new interesting games and never tired of playing them.The idea of ​​completely defeating Ge Nie has not appeared for a long time.From this point of view, for Ge Nie, what he cares about is not a result, but a process.

But what is the process?

And for what?

He is not sure at the moment.

The confrontation between probing and giving in has never stopped.

Being too close, Wei Zhuang's breath sprayed directly on Gai Nie's cheeks and nose, making Gai Nie a little embarrassed.He could feel his lips wet, and this feeling definitely did not come from the humid air in the room.The slightly rough surface of the tongue finds its target on the lips.

The other party seems to be aimless, but behind the reckless actions are unpredictable irritability and tyranny.

Gai Nie raised his hand from the water, clasped it backwards between Wei Zhuang's arms, and exerted a little force, hoping that the other party could calm down for a while.

When he was in Jinghu Medical Center, Gai Nie once held Duan Murong's arm in order to avoid hidden weapons.What kind of feeling did you have at that time?Gai Nie didn't have many images, but only vaguely remembered the woman's slender and weak wrists, which was completely different from the indifference she deliberately pretended.Her wrist is too fragile - it doesn't even feel real when Yuan Hong is in it.

But at this moment, Ge Nie's hands are not soft and thin wrists, but muscular and powerful arms - this is a swordsman as powerful as him.They have different principles of doing things, but their strong beliefs and stubbornness are exactly the same.

Just as Gai Nie refused to give up until now, Wei Zhuang also stubbornly refused to let go of Gai Nie's shoulder.

Neglecting the strength of competing with each other, it seems to have some meaning of clinging to each other from a distance.

An object slightly warmer than the water touched Ge Nie's waist under the water.

Gai Nie paused, lowered his eyes, and avoided seeing Wei Zhuang.

well.

Wei Zhuang realized that in challenging Gai Nie's endurance limit, he took another step forward.

In return, he removed the tongue that was blocking the opponent's lips, giving the Juggernaut a chance to breathe.

After opening a little distance, Wei Zhuang looked at the embarrassment of the other party which was completely different from the usual Wen Tun image with great interest.

Gai Nie's lower lip is slightly thick and has almost no color.The master once interviewed Ge Nie and said that he is a person who believes in the lecture notes, but he is only worried that he is too loyal and even pedantic and stubborn.Now it seems that the old trick of the master is still somewhat useful.

The perennially boring and dull face, with some pale red, is completely different from the peach-like springtime of a woman when she is in love.Not because of lust, but because of the steam in the room, or, more likely, because of anger.

But his tight lips were definitely different from usual, with a dark color and a luster that was forced to be wet.

Wei Zhuang suddenly remembered that many years ago, when the decadent South Korea was still there, he was strategizing in Zilanxuan.He has seen a lot of sensual noble life, and when the atmosphere is high, he also sees princes and grandsons making beautiful women use their mouths as drinking utensils to feed fine wine into men's mouths.

He felt that Han Fei enjoyed it, at least on the surface.

At such a moment, he suddenly wanted to try it once, what was it like.

Then Wei Zhuang saw the other person's eyes look over again, and there was the familiar clarity and disapproval in them, and he understood that Gai Nie had regained his composure in such a short period of time, or thought of a way to force himself back——

The temperature that had just risen in Wei Zhuang's heart suddenly turned cold.

Therefore, when Gai Nie was about to speak, he only said: "Xiaozhuang——" Wei Zhuang stretched out his hand to pinch the opponent's jaw at a faster speed than before, and blocked his mouth again. up.

The half-opened lips hadn't had time to close, and the sudden contact of hot and humid, even Wei Zhuang, who was blindly following his mind without any rules, was stunned for a moment.

Don't understand, it doesn't mean he will shrink back, Wei Zhuang sucked in that warm place just like before.

Feeling, not bad.

At the moment when he sensed the opponent's intention to close again, Wei Zhuang intensified his grip on the opponent's jaw without a teacher, and at the same time inserted his tongue into the opponent's mouth.

……

Biting and demanding with a little bit of force has nothing to do with warmth, and the attack and avoidance seem to be out of order.

However, it is this direct expression that exposes the truest emotions in people's hearts.

After that, things started to get out of control.

Sucking and pushing, no matter who is in this confrontation, they will lose their previous calmness and self-control.

Gai Nie's breathing began to be unstable, he forgot the breathing technique taught by his master, he forgot the meaning of planning before moving.The long-term grinding and invasion made him realize that his desire|desire was also a little out of control.

Unable to continue like this, he began to want to get rid of Wei Zhuang's restraint.

Maybe it's because they are concerned about the weak wooden barrel and wooden house, or they are afraid that too much noise will disturb the nearby Mo family, or it's more likely that both of them have forgotten swordsmanship and martial arts, and the confrontation has become a struggle of pure strength.

……

The sound of panting gradually came into being in the room, which was indistinct, interspersed with faint groans, barely distinguishable.

In the narrow bathtub, Wei Zhuang intends to push Gai Nie's legs away, once he inserts his body into the gap, in this situation, the other party will have no chance to refuse.

Ge Nie clasped Wei Zhuang's shoulder, not giving up his intention to push him away.There was a stalemate for a while, no one was willing to give in, and they couldn't succeed.

Wei Zhuang moved first, following Gai Nie's strength, he loosened his lips, giving the other party the illusion of breathing room.

Gai Nie saw the right moment and immediately slashed to block Wei Zhuang's arm, his palm without any internal strength caused a large splash of water in the barrel.After the dripping sound, Gai Nie suddenly heard a slight sound of board bending.

In an instant, his hands stopped, and his whole body froze.

Wei Zhuang silently withdrew his slap on the wooden board, took advantage of Ge Nie's distraction, buckled the opponent's knee, and wrapped his legs around his waist.

It is extremely difficult for two people with long hands and long legs to change positions in such a crowded wooden barrel.

Gai Nie felt that he was suspended in the air all of a sudden, he had to let go of the hand that pushed Wei Zhuang, and supported the wooden barrel with his backhand, so as not to allow himself to sit directly on Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang smiled, restrained Gai Nie from behind with both hands, lowered his head and pressed his lips to his chest.

Where something is beating violently.

"Xiaozhuang!" Ge Nie gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Let go, this is the Mo family!"

What responded to Ge Nie was a hot chest, followed by a wet feeling, and a slight tingling pain on his teeth.

He was almost stunned and at a loss. He had never imagined, never experienced... Such a method, such torture, why?

In front of Gai Nie's eyes was his junior brother's long silver-gray hair.

After staying in a humid room for a long time, the long hair has already been stained with moisture.He remembered that in the scriptures taught by his master, people with soft hair are gentle and obedient.Now Gai Nie feels that this is all a lie, his junior is surly and flamboyant from head to toe, which has nothing to do with meekness and obedience.

He suppressed all his emotions and tried to keep his voice steady: "Xiao Zhuang, why?"

He felt that the person sucking and biting on his chest paused slightly, but did not leave. In this posture, Wei Zhuang said: "There are too many questions to be asked in this world. I don't know the answer. Maybe this is an impossible It's a long way back. Brother, are you sure you want to know?"

Ge Nie felt a hand move down his waist.He remembered that he still had internal strength, but it was too late, and the increasingly suffocating feeling of suffocation engulfed his sanity.

He is not a saint, and he also has desires.Especially in such a situation, once provoked, it is difficult to control.His weaknesses, his concerns, and even his fate are in the hands of others.

It's just... for some reason, after Wei Zhuang's tough stance, Gai Nie could sense the flattery that even Wei Zhuang himself didn't notice.

Or, it's all just an illusion.

Gaine closed his eyes.

Where did you start to get to where you are today?

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The author has something to say: the first stalk:

When Xiao Zhuang was doing it, he thought of Zi Nu (the latest plot seems to be Zi Nu flirting with Han Fei~! I originally wanted to write that Zi Nu feeds Han Fei wine, but I was afraid that the new drama would come out and I would not be able to justify it. But in history, Han Fei Not really use this kind of life to paralyze yourself, paralyze King Han);

At this moment, the uncle thought of Duanmu Rong...

Brother, it’s fair, everyone says who they are→V→

There is a second stalk:

About Guigu Face Book:

Uncle: It's all a lie

Second Uncle: Actually, it’s quite accurate.

Brothers, always so different →o→