That's right, this direction.
The silver needle on the ring became brighter and brighter as Mo Xi walked.
Mo Xi stopped in front of a small servant's room and slowed his slightly rapid breathing. He raised his pale and slender finger. The needle had returned to the pattern of a flying snake — Gu Mang was inside.
Gu Mang was drugged, so the strongest emotion in his heart was definitely lust. And this room …
Mo Xi's Adam's apple bobbed.
This room was the place where he and Gu Mang had met secretly the most.
Back then, the Murong Lian was despicable and shameless. After the first war, he took away all of Gu Mang's achievements on the battlefield. The Emperor rewarded him generously, but Gu Mang was still a nameless little slave in Wangshu Mansion.
After returning from the battlefield, the Emperor could not see him in the mansion. So Mo Xi could only restrain himself. One month, two months … Finally, he could not hold back anymore. It seemed that Gu Mang could not come to find him, so Young Master Mo could only lower himself and pay a visit to Wangshu Mansion with a straight face.
He originally only wanted to take a look at Gu Mang under the pretext of discussing military affairs with the Murong Lian.
But the housekeeper said that the Murong Lian was cultivating behind closed doors in the training field and would not come out for a while. If Young Master Mo did not mind, why not take a walk in the backyard and let the servants serve him?
Mo Xi said very calmly. Then let Gu Mang come, since they were old acquaintances.
This was not a rude request. Coincidentally, Gu Mang was also idle, so the housekeeper asked someone to find him. Gu Mang walked into the hall. When he suddenly saw Mo Xi, he was somewhat stunned.
Young Master Mo and Young Master Murong were like fire and water. Mo Xi's visit to Wangshu Mansion was even more surprising than the Emperor's personal visit.
The housekeeper instructed him, "Young Master will come out in two hours. Accompany Young Master Mo around the mansion."
Gu Mang said, "… Okay …"
Mochime glanced at him, then turned his gaze away indifferently.
Out of the seven mansions in Wangshu Manor, the first five were mostly occupied, while the last two were mainly used as courtyards to plant spiritual herbs and fragrant herbs. Usually, there weren't many servants who came here.
Mo Xi walked in front with Gu Mang following behind him. They walked from the front yard to the back. Along the way, Gu Mang introduced the scenery and layout of Wangshu Manor to Mo Xi.
The two of them were so distant and polite that the guards and servants who walked past them did not notice anything strange. Only Mo Xi knew how anxious he was at that time.
He clearly wanted to talk to Gu Mang alone, he wanted to look into his eyes, he wanted to tear this man who had once belonged to Murong Lian and swallow him whole, leaving no bones or blood behind.
But he had to endure it.
"On the left is the zither room. Young Master would go there to play the zither in his free time. There is a five-stringed wooden zither in the room. It was left behind by the old Prince …"
As they walked deeper into the courtyard, there were fewer and fewer people around them. His heart was getting hotter and hotter, as if his blood was burning.
Finally, when they walked into a medicinal garden, there was no one around. Gu Mang said, "There are seven hundred and sixty-five famous medicines in the garden. Among them …"
He did not finish his sentence because Young Master Mo suddenly stopped in his tracks. Gu Mang did not notice and was still walking forward. He was caught off guard and bumped into Young Master Mo's broad back.
Mo Xi turned back and looked at him silently.
"… What are you doing?"
"You …" Mo Xi's face was stiff. He clearly longed and yearned for Gu Mang, but when he stood in front of Gu Mang and looked at Gu Mang's indifferent expression, he felt that he was too cheap and could not bring himself to do it. Thus, he said stiffly, "You have nothing to say to me."
Gu Mang muttered to himself for a while, then rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Young Master, long time no see?"
"…"
"Oh, don't stare at me. You know that I'm busy. I have to wipe the table, chop firewood, and catch insects for the cauliflower. These are all very important …"
Mo Xi's expression became worse and worse. He looked as if poison had attacked his heart.
But at that time, Gu Mang did not confirm any real relationship with him. When Gu Mang was in the army, he shamelessly said that this kind of thing was normal. Young people should not take it too seriously in bed.
The young man's heart was about to be broken by this old hooligan. But this hooligan was still talking about his "important matters" in Wangshu Mansion. It was as if he, the dignified Young Master Mo, was not as important as a broken table in the Murong Young Master's house. It made Mo Xi want to immediately throw a fireball and smash the Murong Lian's desk. Let's see what else Gu Mang can wipe!
Gu Mang was still talking non-stop about how high Young Master Murong's requirements for the desk were. Something like the red sandalwood table top should be able to be used as a mirror. Halfway through his speech, there was a whirl in front of his eyes. By the time he reacted, he was already pressed against the wall by Mo Xi.
"You …"
You what? He did not finish speaking. The man's tall figure pressed down on him. His cold face turned sideways. He held Gu Mang's waist with one hand and propped up the wall beside Gu Mang's face with the other. He lowered his head and sealed Gu Mang's whispers with his lips.
Mo Xi's kiss was too forceful. It was as if he wanted to pour all his desire onto the person in his arms. It was also as if he wanted to devour Gu Mang completely. All of his actions were shockingly forceful and controlling. His breathing was so rapid, and his lips and tongue were so passionate. It was as if Young Master Mo, who was cold and indifferent in front of others, was just another person who had nothing to do with him.
"You're crazy … This is Wangshu Residence …" Gu Mang regained his senses as their lips and teeth intertwined. He viciously tore apart Mo Xi's lock. His wet lips opened and closed. "Someone will see!"
Gu Mang was too forceful. Mo Xi did not intend to resist. With a muffled groan, his arm was dislocated by the other party.
"… F * ck." Gu Mang did not expect that he would succeed when Mo Xi did not put up any defenses. He was instantly embarrassed. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. Then he said, "Fine, fine, fine. You're crazy. I admit my mistake. Okay, I'll help you fix it."
He reached out to fix Mo Xi's bone, but the young master actually avoided him and did not let him touch it. He could only stare at him hatefully.
"… Big Brother, I'll kneel to you. Please let me fix it. Otherwise, when Young Master comes out and sees that the guest is injured, he will ask me how he got injured. What should I say then?"
Gu Mang whined. This invincible fellow in the smoke of war actually made people angry wherever he went.
"You can't say that I hit him, right?"
Mo Xi did not utter a word. His face was still cold. But if one looked closely, there was an extremely dangerous emotion in his eyes. It was just that he was restraining it at this moment.
After being stiff for a long time, he suddenly asked stiffly again, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"… Yes."
"Speak."
"Are you under the curse of repetition?"
Seeing Mo Xi's expression, he hurriedly laughed and said, "Hey, hey, hey! I was wrong, I was wrong! "
Mo Xi said angrily, "Don't touch me! I can fix it myself! "
"You can't! Your healing spells and techniques are too lousy! "
Mo Xi was even angrier.
But he was stopped by Gu Mang. Gu Mang laughed, as if he had succeeded in a prank. Then he suddenly leaned over and kissed Mo Xi on the cheek.
"…"
"Why is my princess not responding?" Gu Mang muttered, rubbing his chin. "Then kiss her again."
He paid for his naughtiness with a few more kisses. Finally, Mo Xi reluctantly allowed him to fix his bone. When the bone was fixed, Mo Xi's eyes were a little moist, even though it was not very painful.
"Eh, you …" Gu Mang wanted to take a closer look, but Young Master Mo slapped him on the face, pushing his thick face away. He turned the wooden tube around, not letting him see it clearly.
"I haven't seen you for two months."
"No. There are still 12 days left. "
Mo Xi suddenly turned around and glared at him.
Gu Mang crossed his arms and leaned against the wall calmly. He looked at him with a smile, slightly raising his chin.
"Find a place where no one can see us." Young Master finally said with a straight face.
In fact, after not seeing each other for so long, Mo Xi was not the only one who could not control himself. It was just that Mo Xi used aloofness and arrogance as a cover, while Gu Mang's cover was just shamelessness and indifference.
But when they hugged and rubbed together, the two young people were burning with passion. In the end, Gu Mang led him to an inconspicuous little house. The hint was too obvious. Almost as soon as they entered the house, Gu Mang was pushed against the door. In the dark, windowless house, only the man's deep breathing and the sound of kissing and rubbing could be heard.
Gu Mang's eyes were open. His neck was being kissed, and he did not forget to gasp for breath. "Don't kiss me like that. Young Master will see …"
At this time, mentioning the Murong Lian's name was obviously not a wise thing to do. Mo Xi paused for a moment, as if he was restraining the terrible desire in his eyes. Gu Mang panted for a while under him. After a few moments of silence, he was suddenly violently turned over on his back …
The waist belt was pulled open, and Gu Mang was pushed against the door. Mo Xi looked as if he had suffered a great grievance. He silently kissed Gu Mang's cheek, neck, and finally landed on the slave locking ring that the Murong Lian had branded him with.
This cold black ring seemed to stab Mo Xi, telling him that no matter how much he longed for it, to the point where his heart was almost torn apart, the person in his arms was still a Murong Lian.
The Murong Lian could summon him whenever he wanted. He could torture him in any way he wanted. He could even live in Gu Mang's life and death, honor and disgrace — a knife chain that would strangle his soul and control his life.
He was hugging a Murong Lian.
This kind of jealousy burned Mo Xi's eyes. It made him pull Gu Mang's cheek even more forcefully. He made Gu Mang lean against the door and kiss him strenuously. The darkness made the wildfire in his heart burn fiercely. Their lips and tongues tangled together intensely, and their saliva was sticky and intertwined.
Gu Mang's clothes were quickly removed, but his own clothes were not that messy. Probably because he felt the situation of the person behind him, Gu Mang was a little angry and a little amused. "Every time you come to me dressed properly, but in fact …"
But he did not say anything, and it turned into a muffled groan.
"Young Master will come out in two hours. You … have to do it quickly …"
Mo Xi pulled out his wet fingers and held Gu Mang's waist. He rubbed his hot and thick sex organ between his buttocks and suddenly thrust inside.
"Ah …" Gu Mang suddenly cried out. His waist was suddenly penetrated until it went soft. He could only hold on to the door to support himself. He could clearly feel Mo Xi's hot sex organ pulsing inside his body. It was so hot and thick, as if it was going to burn his organs.
Mo Xi panted softly and held Gu Mang's waist. They began to have intercourse in this position in front of the door. Although the courtyard Gu Mang lived in was remote, it did not mean that no one would pass by. The door was thin, so she bit her lips tightly and did not dare to make a sound. Mo Xi thrust for a while, and then turned his face to the side to kiss her moist lips. His thrusting movements became more and more rapid, and his buttocks hit with a 'pa pa' sound. Every time Mo Xi thrust, it was as if she wanted to push into the deepest part of Gu Mang's body. It was as if she was going to push his sac in. Gu Mang could not help but gasp under this kind of brutal thrusting, "Ah … Ah …"
He struggled to stop Mo Xi, and tried his best to turn over and say something to Mo Xi. However, Mo Xi only moved slightly to turn over, and before Gu Mang could speak, she pressed on Gu Mang's legs again. She did not want to wait any longer, and rubbed her hot and huge sex organ against Gu Mang's unclosed acupuncture point a few times, and then suddenly thrust inside.
"Ah ah … Ah … Too deep, too deep … Mo Xi … Mo, Mo Xi … Ah ah ah ah …"
Gu Mang's legs were being penetrated, and he was being fucked in a dull but fierce way. At first, he was moaning and gasping for breath, but in the end, he could not say anything. He only felt that his stomach was about to be pierced through by this man who usually seemed to have no desire. Even his legs that were hanging in the air unconsciously tightened.
Mo Xi did not like to talk too much when making love, but that kind of primitive burning wildness, and that kind of deep gaze that seemed to want to tear Gu Mang apart and eat him, were enough to make people's hearts tremble. Not to mention that he was thrusting so fiercely and fiercely. Every thrust was fiercely pushed into the depths of the moist tunnel, hurried and burning.
Perhaps the violent shaking of the door finally brought Gu Mang back to his senses. He finally said in a low and hurried voice, "Don't, don't do it here. Go inside … inside … there's a bed inside …"
What bed? It was simply his dog house.
In the world, only he had the ability to coax Young Master Mo, who was seriously obsessed with cleanliness, to sleep on his shabby little wooden bed.
"Why don't we do it here?"
"There, there will be people … ah …" Gu Mang was never a person with a sense of shame, and he did not read many books. When his emotions were in a mess, his words were always so rough that it made people blush. He raised his head and panted violently. "There will be people who will hear you f * ck me … ah …"
"Are you afraid of people hearing you?"
"Of, of course! Teacher still relies on Young Master to give me money to support me … ah ah ah … what are you doing?! Don't be so fast … too, too fast … ah … "
Mo Xi only said hatefully, "It's best if he chases you out. I'll support you. "
But even so, he knew that once this kind of thing was discovered, Gu Mang would not be simply chased out by the Murong Lian. It was possible that he would be torn apart alive. Thus, he picked up Gu Mang and pushed his genitals even deeper inside, pushing Gu Mang so hard that he almost cried out. Then, he held Gu Mang in this position and walked into the room.
His arms were firm and strong, and Gu Mang was not a weak person. His legs were wrapped tightly around Mo Xi's waist. As the two walked, their genitals did not slip out, only rubbing against the wall of his intestines. It was neither too fast nor too slow, but it was very hard to grind.
So when Gu Mang was brought to the bed by Mo Extinguishing, that hot body pressed down on him, and he lifted his leg and began to f * * k it again, Gu Mang could no longer hold it in. He groaned and panted, "Ah... ah... ah, junior brother... junior brother... f * * k here... ugh... right here... harder... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Gu Mang was always like this. He never hid anything, or perhaps it was because he wanted to hide something that he always put on a thick-skinned appearance, saying things like "Forget it, forget it, you're still young. I'll respect the old and love the young and let you be on top."
But Gu Mang's body could not bear this kind of stimulation. He was unintentionally very resistant to pain. The pain on the battlefield was nothing to him, but he could not stand the pleasure of being penetrated. In the end, he would always cry. Although he cried, he still wanted to be entangled with Mo Xi.
When the two of them made love, it was often like this. Mo Xi did not like to talk much, but Gu Mang would shamelessly say things that stimulated his nerves too much. "You're so big. I can't take it anymore. If you come in a little bit more, I'll be broken. Why are you so hot? Why aren't you going to come in … you … when are you going to …"
Mo Xi was stimulated, angry, and flirted with him, but he could not do anything about it.
Gu Mang was a scoundrel who loved to spout nonsense the moment he opened his mouth. Gu Mang was also a lowly slave, so perhaps he could sleep with Young Master Mo, even if it was the lower part, he could let it go.
He would even allow it, even … Mo Xi did not know if it was an illusion, but he would even like Mo Xi to come in. Mochime had once asked him about this rather implicitly.
Gu Mang laughed. He confessed. He said yes, it was very satisfying. Those few times were very satisfying. Do you want to experience it? Then next time it's my turn …
Mo Xi did not let him finish. He kissed Gu Mang's mouth again. His buttocks were buried between Gu Mang's open legs, jerking up and down rapidly and fiercely, turning Gu Mang's teasing words into intermittent moans.
Mo Xi was a person who followed the rules.
But unexpectedly, he liked to hear Gu Mang's almost chaotic and almost lewd moans. It was just that he did not say it.
In the end, they both vented. Gu Mang was almost exhausted. He lay under Mo Xi, covered in sweat. His back acupoint was still trembling as it swallowed Mo Xi's sex organ. Mo Xi's semen was blocked and could not come out. Gu Mang's tight abdomen heaved. Who knew that such a strong man with tight lines was now filled with another man's semen?
Gu Mang was in a daze for a while. He was kissed tenderly by Mo Xi. He suddenly laughed and asked, "Why did you come to find Young Master?"
"…" Mo Xi was silent for a while. It was rare that he was not proud. He said in a muffled voice, "I missed you."
Gu Mang laughed even harder. He looked at the young man lying on his wet body and said, "What a gentleman. Why didn't you climb over the wall to find me?"
Mo Xi was stunned.
He really did not think of that. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what Gu Mang said made sense … Why didn't he think of it before?
In a flash, the slave locking bracelet on Gu Mang's neck lit up.
"… Young Master is looking for me."
"…"
"You should go out too. I'm here to accompany you, not to have fun with you."
After this private meeting, and for some time afterwards, until they were once again ordered to go to war, Mochime would often come to see him. Although there was a forbidden spell in Wangshu Mansion, it was not a big deal to Mo Xi.
During the time they were entangled together, occasionally, Mo Xi would be f * cking Gu Mang until he was absent-minded. On the other side, the Murong Lian would be looking for this servant for some reason. Hence, the slave locking bracelet would strangle Gu Mang's neck. Gu Mang was almost unable to breathe due to the two types of torture. He would sob and ejaculate, making the bedsheets wet.
The Murong Lian was very hot-tempered. She did not want to wait too long for the person she wanted to summon. Hence, Gu Mang often did not have time to clean himself up. He would dress up and rush over. When he knelt in front of the Murong Lian, there was still some semen left in his body …
Those days were really a bit ridiculous. Now that he thought about it, Mo Xi even felt his heart palpitate with fear for his youthful recklessness.
There were clearly no promises and no prospects for a future.
But it was as if he could continue to be entangled like this for the rest of his life. His heart would never calm down. They had nothing. They could only turn their love, control, and possession into such a vigorous and thirsty entanglement.
One was a noble and pure young master, the other was a lowly servant of Wangshu Mansion.
It was the most shocking scandal.
But it was wrapped in the most tender and tender love.
That was the prime of their youth.
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