Vol 2 Chapter 83:

Chu Wuqing tried his best to resist. The voice in his throat was almost broken, mixed with a choked with shame. "Chu Wujun, are you going to die? You stop now and I can treat it as nothing happened."
"Fate?" The young man's dark eyes filled with weird blood and fluttered to Chu Wuqing's face. "Can you die for Qingqing, such as bliss."
Chu Wujun's slender fingers inserted into the young red lips and stirred fiercely. The craziness in his eyes grew thicker and thicker, "Just take it as you like."
The robes comparable to Lingbao shattered under the sword aura, and Chu Wuqing weakly exposed large areas of skin, and the ambiguous red marks on it inspired the man's animality. He was forcibly embraced by Chu Wujun in his arms like a child.
A kiss full of possessiveness is like a bite trying to cover up the original red marks with new marks.
Chu Wujun's voice sounded in his ears over and over again and passed into his divine consciousness, "I'm holding you Qingqing."
"No, no," Chu Wuqing had despair in his eyes, "I can't go on like this!" His eyes closed slightly and finally he made up his mind to inspire the magic token in his consciousness.
"Father, save me!"
This Ling Talisman ignored Chu Wujun's layers of bans, pierced through the clouds in an instant, and headed toward the Chu family's hinterland, where Chu Huan's retreat was.
"Qingqing," Chu Wujun's eyes finally recovered a little bit of consciousness, and the little brother who was in his arms only had a cold eye.
There was no emotion in his eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse.
"It's great." The smile on Chu Wujun's face increased without diminishing, not because Chu Huan would be frightened in an instant, he held the young man in his arms tighter.
With a mouth open, a drop of blood was shot between Chu Wuqing's eyebrows. At the moment he lost this blood, Chu Wujun's signs of life almost disappeared, and his face was pale.
But he still clung to Chu Wuqing tightly and refused to relax the slightest.
"Bastard!" The cold and sharp voice fell from the air, and Chu Wuqing Cave Mansion was turned into a ruin within twenty miles. The clouds in the sky are surging, lightning and thunder, like sky anger!
Under this power, Tantai Ziyan finally couldn't maintain the posture of hugging Chu Wuqing, and collapsed to the ground feebly, his breath getting weaker and weaker, "It's great."
"Daddy." Chu Wuqing looked at the figure descending from the sky, and instinctively wanted to throw himself into his father's arms, but thinking of how dirty and embarrassed he was now, he couldn't help but shrink back.
Chu Huanzhi's eyes were filled with undisguised anger and heartache, but seeing that Chu Wujun lying on the ground was helpless! Just now, Chu Wujun used his life and soul to coordinate all cultivation bases and forcibly set a dual cultivation contract with Chu Wuqing. This contract was recognized by the heavens, and even he could not change it.
With a move of Chu Huanzhi's big sleeves, a terrifying force wrapped Chu Wuqing from the ground and caught him in his arms. He stroked the boy's tear-stained cheeks very tenderly, and said in pain: " It's all Daddy's fault." It's all my fault for not protecting you.
For the first time, he deeply regretted that he had given the boy enough freedom.
Chu Wuqing shook his head slightly, "No, what does it have to do with you." He was buried in his father's arms, and his breath was full of the cold fragrance that belonged to his father.
So cold, but it can give him the greatest warmth.
It was him, a child who was not fit to be a father, and lost all the pride of True Lord Slaughter Sword.
He was embraced by Chu Huanzhi into the palace all the way. At first it was just pure attachment, but gradually his body rose uncontrollably with scorching heat. There was no real interaction between him and Chu Wujun, and the shameful was not really satisfied. At this time, the strong breath and solid chest of the youth gave him the greatest impact on his body and soul, and the whole person was involuntarily soft. Down.
No, no. He absolutely can't do this, this is his father, how can he react in the most dirty and shameless body in front of his father.
Chu Wuqing eagerly wanted to get rid of Chu Huanzhi’s embrace, but his struggle only attracted Chu Huanzhi’s concern. The young man’s calm and powerful palms lightly patted his back and gently stroked his neck to his waist. Want to ease his sadness.
Such an intimate action did not have the slightest taste of sex, but it made Chu Wuqing's already ignited body, a raging flame rose up, and he couldn't help but rubbed his cheek lightly with Chu obsessively. Huanzhi's chest.
After this rub, he bounced like an electric shock. What happened to him? Shame and guilt were all over his body, but he was like a small boat falling into the sea of ​​sex. Such shame made his body even more excited, and even mist gathered in his eyes.
He opened his lips with difficulty, his beautiful teeth biting half of his lower lip, trying to prevent the moan from overflowing his mouth, and begged "Daddy, please" to let me down, but before the words were spoken, he couldn't control the moaning. Out of his throat, he could only shut up quickly.
Staring at Chu Huanzhi beggingly with a pair of eyes, he tried to let Chu Huanzhi let him down.
But for the first time, Chu Huanzhi directly interrupted his voice transmission, ignored his pleading, looked at him so indifferently, even touched the corners of his lips with his fingers, and said coldly: "Qingqing, what do you ask me for? "
Such coldness and ruthlessness caused Chu Wuqing's spirit to be stimulated in a different way, making his body even more excited. He tried hard to push Chu Huanzhi's confinement with his hands, but his soft body made it impossible. With a half-strength, the soft fist fell on the man's solid chest like a slap.
Chu Wuqing was ashamed and embarrassed to the extreme, and a thin layer of attractive redness burned on his cheeks. His entire body fell under his father's sight. He was clearly dressed and neatly dressed, not even the belt was disordered, but he felt that he was transparent. Generally, I was thoroughly seen by my father.
No secrets are hidden!
"No," he pleaded hard, crying.
"Don't be afraid." Chu Huanzhi's cold and alienated voice finally softened, bringing with it a layer of indelible smoke and fire.
It is as if a tree of red peach blossoms bloomed on the ten thousand year ice peak where life was extinct, "Let me see, where is Qingqing being bullied and punished? Only by pulling out the Gu technique can everything really calm down."
One by one, one by one, twists and turns to the apex of a person's heart, people can't help but enter this deadly temptation.
"Okay." The boy nodded with blushing cheeks, his father said that there must be a way, even if the pill was intended.
Chu Wuqing was hugged into the hall by Chu Huanzhi and placed on the bed.
Along the way, his loose robe was easily torn apart by the man, leaving only a close-fitting jacket, and his father’s cold fingers fell on him like dragonfly, heavier and heavier, more and more ashamed, and leaped. That boundary, "Qingqing, relax."
The moment his body touched the cold bed, he suddenly became sober, and his body could not help shaking happily under Chu Huanzhi's touch, "No, don't touch it."
Chu Wuqing had already faintly sensed that this was wrong, and it shouldn't be the case for examination and treatment, but Chu Huanzhi's expression was beyond doubt, his waist was firmly imprisoned by Chu Huan, unable to move.
This feeling made him angry and terrified but felt extremely stable, like a drowning man grabbing a thorn driftwood, knowing that it was covered with sharp thorns, but was reluctant to let it go.