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I feel a bit shy, and I prefer to keep my thoughts about Ning Xuan to myself. He sighed quietly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep without realizing it.
At this moment, Duan Jinzhi stood quietly at the door, his eyes fixed on the people inside the room. As time passed, he suddenly stood up, snapped his fingers, and instantly disappeared into the barrier. "Master, I'm here!"
Pushing open the door, the person on the bed seemed to have noticed nothing, and in a half-dream state, was pushed by Duan Jinzhi.
"Master?" He called out, bending down to Ning Xuan and sticking out his tongue to lick the shallow breath on his lips.
"Ugh..." Already drowsy, Ning Xuan had no idea what was happening, only feeling the wetness on his lips. He tried to turn his head to push away whatever was in front of him, but his hand was grabbed.
"Master, are you awake?" A familiar voice pierced through Ning Xuan's ears. He suddenly opened his eyes and lay on the bed, instantly pulling his legs together, feeling both anxious and excited.
"Jinzhi..." he called out to the other person, looking at his disciple and nodding, not knowing how to speak. He only heard Duan Jinzhi softly saying, "Master, I missed you."
"Isn't it every day that we meet?"
"Well, we do meet every day, but disciple's brothers don't get to see the master every day." As soon as he finished speaking, he placed the master's hand on his dick. At first, Ning Xuan didn't react, but suddenly he withdrew his hand in fear as that thing under his crotch swelled up.
"You..." He quickly pulled his blanket tight. Faced with the disciple of Dong Xu, he had no way to deal with it. The suppression of power made him unwilling to use force to solve the problem.
Duan Jinzhi raised an eyebrow, took off his shoes, and went straight to the master's bed, only to see the other person retreat into the bed. "Master, do you not want the disciple?" He seemed very easy-going and not angry.
Ning Xuan took a glance at the disciple in front of him. Although it was the same face, there were different personalities and different strengths. This kind of Jinzhi made him both afraid and eager.
"Aren't you speaking, Master? Is it because you feel Jinzhi is not good?" Duan Jinzhi still approached Ning Xuan, and his occasional aggressiveness and dominance made him very fond of it. Looking at his usually reserved Master, he really wanted to see what his Master would look like lying under him, covering his face and crying.
"Jinzhi, let's stop joking around. I... won't make a big deal out of it, after all, you are my disciple," he leaned against the wall, one hand holding the blanket, the other pushing the man who had already sat down in front of him.
Duan Jinzhi reached out and held the hand on his chest, the other hand pulling open his master's blanket, but he saw that the man didn't look unhappy. 'Clearly, he really wants it.' He thought to himself but didn't dare to say it out loud, after all, his master was thin-skinned.
Ning Xuan keeps his head down, unable to look up, longing in his heart but too embarrassed to speak out. He really hopes Jinzhi can take the initiative.
"Master, don't be afraid, disciple will be gentle."
"En..." Ning Xuan nodded, only to realize that he seemed a bit...
"Did the master agree?" With just a word, Duan Jinzhi suddenly embraced Ning Xuan, one hand around his waist, the other unfastening Ning Xuan's belt.
He moved his legs, breathing uneasily, and felt a little scared as he watched his pants slip off his thighs. "Master..." He shook his head, and in response, received a kiss on his forehead.
"Don't be afraid," he said as he unbuttoned his pants. His hand soothed the moist flesh that had been teased by him, and his rough palm gently patted the tender entrance.
The sound of "pa pa pa, pu pu pu" echoed in the bedroom, Ning Xuan squirmed uneasily, "Ah... mmm..." suppressing the lewd moans in his throat. As the pounding continued, the force of pulling the other person's clothes also increased.
"Jin... Jinzhi... mmm..." His legs trembled slightly, not having been comforted for quite some time. Shuang'er's lascivious body made him crave sex even more.
Suddenly, Duan Jinzhi's hand stopped, and his master in his arms took a breath, only to see the other person waving the hand covered with his own lewd water in front of his eyes. "Master, are you feeling comfortable?"
"..." He didn't speak, just buried his head in his disciple's arms.
Duan Jinzhi smiled and gently opened the master's tender opening with his fingers, inserting halfway. Just as his partner was about to speak, he heard, "It's okay, just halfway. disciple is comforting, don't be afraid." Upon hearing the voice, Ning Xuan continued to keep his eyes closed.
"Mmm..." Suppressing his voice, the half-inserted finger at the opening suddenly pierced his entire lower body, a pool of water slowly flowing from the opening, sliding down onto the bedsheet.
Duan Jinzhi looked at the time, pulled out his fingers, and laid his master flat on the bed. "Jinzhi..." Ning Xuan came to his senses and saw the other person lifting his legs, undoing his belt, and placing the large dick at his crotch. He shook his head in fear.
"Just rub, disciple just rub, like before, just rub, don't go in." He gently reassured, not yet receiving the master's approval. He directly placed the person's legs on either side of himself, using one hand to support his dick and the other to spread the master's lewd fluid on it.
"Hmm..." Ning Xuan let out a cry and covered his mouth, closing his eyes in fear.
Suddenly, a thick flesh stick pressed against his flesh hole, just like before, fiercely poking at it. He was afraid of losing control of his flesh hole and letting go, so he bit down on the thick object.
"Mmm..." Once, twice, countless times, his legs had lost all strength from being rubbed so much. "No... I don't want it anymore..." He ached, his body not being stimulated to release.
Duan Jinzhi listened, reaching out to rub his master's head. He gasped and said, "Master, disciple... Ah... disciple hasn't come out yet..."
"Mmm..." Ning Xuan stopped talking, the dick at the entrance continued to rub, and suddenly his own dick was held and stroked by someone.
"Master... Master... disciple really wants you, to become Soulmate with disciple, ah... is it okay?" While the other person spoke, they also comforted, Ning Xuan also gasped for breath, he didn't know who was in front of him, and he didn't know if he was really dreaming.
This kind of overly real and unfamiliar person must not be Jinzhi.
He shook his head, but heard a faint sigh, which also made him feel a little dazed.
Suddenly, the other party's dick stopped, and Ning Xuan opened his eyes to look at his disciple, " Jinzhi......" But unexpectedly, the other party just smiled, shook his head, and then instantly flipped him over, making him kneel on the bed.
The person who hadn't reacted yet was instantly pressed down by Duan Jinzhi.
Ning Xuan asked fearfully, "What are you doing, Jinzhi?"
"I f*cked my master." Just as he finished speaking, the dick once again pressed against his hole, but this time it was his rear hole.
"Don't..." His words had just fallen when the other person's dick began to rub between his thighs, occasionally poking at his rear hole.
"Um..." He shook his head uneasily. The friction continued for a long time, until half an hour later, his legs were spread apart, and the Jinzhi dick pressed against his female orifice, and a surge of semen poured directly onto him.
"Ah..." He felt a bit stifled by the ejaculation, and at the same time, his dick also ejaculated.
Duan Jinzhi After shooting, he gasped for breath, then laid his master flat and opened his master's flesh orifice to take a look. The milky, semi-transparent semen mixed with the master's lewd fluid, intertwining at the orifice. He sighed silently.
"When can I officially go in?"
Ning Xuan Upon hearing this, his acupoint couldn't help but squeeze, and a surge of lust leaked out. Duan Jinzhi saw this scene and smiled, "Master is very sensitive."
As a result, he was glared at by someone. He pulled the blanket over himself and uneasily pushed his disciple, "Tired." Just as he finished speaking, Duan Jinzhi kissed his lips again.
"Go to sleep, Master."
He received a response, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep with a satisfied body.
Duan Jinzhi's hand pats the lover on the bed, "I don't know when he will agree. Master is really hard to conquer."
"I was so proactive, why can't Master just swallow his pride?"
Ning Xuan slept for almost half a day. When he woke up, it was already the middle of the night. He sat on the bed with a frown, staring blankly at his surroundings. His clothes had been changed to new ones, and even the bedsheet was new.
If it was a dream, it wouldn't feel so real. Could it be...
He also had some answers in his heart, but he didn't know what Jinzhi was thinking. He held the blanket in his hand, feeling uneasy about the future and considering all possible outcomes. He swallowed hard and could only sigh in the end, "After all, he is my disciple, and still Jinzhi. Insulting the master is such a thing..."
Thinking back, in the end, it was always him who found excuses for the other party, "Forget it, let him do whatever he wants, after all, Jinzhi didn't do anything too wrong."
The next day, Duan Jinzhi got up early as usual, prepared the favorite food for his master, and then personally delivered it.
As I was about to knock on the door, I saw my master standing in front of the bronze mirror, wearing tight clothes and tying up a high ponytail, looking very attractive.
"What's wrong?" Ning Xuan felt the aura, turned around and saw his disciple standing at the door holding breakfast.
Duan Jinzhi came to his senses and smiled, "It's okay, Master."
He stepped forward and placed the food on the table, watching as his master walked over to him. He didn't know what his master thought about yesterday's events.
Instead, Ning Xuan glanced at Jinzhi, then at the food on the plate, and a smile appeared on his lips. He said, "Jinzhi, do you study these foods every day when you have nothing else to do?"
"Well... I see that Master likes it," Duan Jinzhi responded awkwardly. It must have been impossible to hide it for a long time. If he was exposed, how would he face his master?
"What if... Master doesn't like it?" Ning Xuan picked up the chopsticks and took a tentative bite, asking their disciple.
Duan Jinzhi swallowed and replied, "If you don't like it, we can try something else next time, disciple."
"Well, the dish you made today was very delicious. I really liked it," Ning Xuan smiled.
"Mm," Duan Jinzhi replied nervously.
"By the way," Ning Xuan suddenly spoke again, "I really liked yesterday's dish too, it was delicious."
"..." This statement puzzled Jinzhi, as he didn't understand which one the master was referring to.
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