Chapter 12

The cold moon hangs on the branches, and there is no sound in the wild.

Dong Dong——

A stream of fairy air flew into the door with the sound transmission.

Click, the door opened automatically.

Feixing pushed the door open, walked in, and closed it.

Yushuang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, waving her hand to set up a soundproof ban.

In the sound transmission just now, Feixing told her about the abnormal movement of the magic flower in his body.

Before that, Yushuang had taught him a method used by Taoists to calm the mind and spirit.

Feixing just used it, but it didn’t work.

Seeing that Feixing was still awake, Yushuang asked, “How do you feel now?”

“The desire in my heart is hard to eliminate, and it gets stronger and stronger.”

Yushuang glanced at his propped up lower body and turned her head away immediately.

This time, the Drunken Fairy Love Flower seemed to no longer use the desire to conquer to affect him, but directly took the path of the lower body.

“Have you tried ... to solve it yourself?”

“It doesn’t work.” Feixing shook his head, and his breathing became heavier.

Seeing blood streaks appearing in the whites of his eyes, and a look that he might go crazy at any time, Yu Shuang closed her eyes and said to herself:

Since I have taught him the method, I must take this responsibility.

She had thought of this situation at the beginning and was mentally prepared.

But when she really faced it, her ancient heart still had waves.

She took a long breath and said softly:

“Come here.”

Feixing bent his body, walked over, closed his eyes, and seemed not to dare to look at her.

“Lie down.”

Feixing lay obediently on the bed, and the red light on his chest kept flashing through his clothes.

The surging desire made his heart beat fast and powerfully. Not only his lower body, but also his head was swollen and painful at this moment, as if someone was hitting his head with a hammer.

Suddenly, he felt his waist loosen and the laces seemed to be untied.

The sound of undressing sounded, and his underwear was taken off.

After that, something cold kept touching his penis like a white snake spitting out its tongue, and then it wrapped around him all of a sudden.

He subconsciously opened his eyes, and saw Yushuang Zhenren sitting on the bed, leaning sideways, her clothes outlining the curves of her slender waist and plump buttocks, and her delicate hands holding his erect penis.

Her face was expressionless, and when she saw Feixing open his eyes, she said coldly:

“Close your eyes.”

Feixing closed his eyes, and after a few breaths, he felt the cold palm gently and clumsily stroking his penis up and down.

Although Yushuang Zhenren has no relatives alive now, she was once a lady from a noble family.

Her mother taught her a little about the affairs between men and women in the boudoir, and she also dug up this action from the memory at the bottom of her mind, but she only knew the action and didn’t know how to do it specifically.

Coincidentally, Feixing in front of him didn’t know that he was also feeling this kind of pleasure for the first time. In this regard, the two were like ignorant boys and girls who stole forbidden fruit. They had to learn and improve their skills little by little through practice and communication. I actually want to do this kind of thing one day ... After a while, Yushuang forced herself to suppress the uneasiness and shame in her heart, and tried to maintain an indifferent tone and asked: “How do you ... feel?” “Maybe it’s because of dryness, it hurts a little.” “Why not say it earlier!” Yushuang was slightly annoyed, took out a little Jiaoyu fat from the storage space, and rubbed it on her palm. “How about this?” “Master, can you use more force.” “Like this?” Feixing said calmly: “It’s a bit too much, it’s going to break.” Yushuang quickly let go and changed the strength. “Then ... like this?” “Well, almost.” Yushuang kept repeating the mechanical movements, her cheeks gradually reddened, and she felt that her body seemed to be heating up. After a while, she asked again:

“How does it feel?”

Feixing thought for a while with his eyes closed, and said: “Can the master’s fingertips move more?”

It’s easy to say!

Yushuang narrowed her eyes, her cheeks became redder, and she didn’t know whether she was ashamed or angry, but she still tried to do it.

I saw her fingers falling down one by one with the up and down strokes like playing a piano, and then added rubbing movements.

“How is it?”

Feixing carefully felt it and said: “The top of the dragon head and the groove-like neck are the most sensitive. Master can work harder on these two places.”

Yushuang thought about it again, put her thumb and middle finger together in a buckle shape, buckled in the groove, and the other four fingers were still rubbing.

Then, she raised her other hand and fell on the top of the dragon head, wrapped the swollen dragon head with her soft palm, and began to rub it gently in circles.

This action immediately brought Feixing great pleasure, and he immediately let out a low and muffled groan.

“What’s wrong?”

“Very ... comfortable.”

Yushuang’s earlobes turned red. Looking at the red dragon head that was smeared with the fat of the dragon, she suddenly had the idea of ​​licking it.

She was immediately shocked and immediately closed her eyes and exhaled to drive this absurd idea out of her mind.

After a while, Feixing suddenly said:

“Master, I feel ... as if something is coming out.”

“It’s the essence. If you expel it, your desire will disappear.” Yushuang said, speeding up the movement of her hands.

“It’s ... coming...”

Feixing’s two knife-like eyebrows were tightly frowned. Seeing this, Yushuang leaned back a little and moved her hands faster.

Swish——

A stream of thick essence hit Yushuang’s palm. The amount was so large that it even passed through her fingers and flew to her face.