A Little Jianghu

In troubled times, it is better to be on the run than to live like a duckweed.

Woc, I started with all my heart! ! ! ! Orthopedics plus a little narcissus feeling

A long story! A long story! ! ! Could you please expand it a bit?

Damn, I thought it was Narcissus, but I didn't expect it was GK! Oh, I'm going to stimulate it

No, what about the next 200,000 words?

Oh my gosh, this short story... Wonderful

Supporting the little beggar is Gong. . .

"Little Jianghu"·Happy Han Wu and Lu Jiu definitely didn't know how to build a house. They invited craftsmen and villagers to help. Of course, Han Wu was responsible for the communication. Lu Jiu is just a boring person. Watching the house being built bit by bit until it was completed, the two of them felt a sense of accomplishment. In front of the house was a small yard. Han Wu fenced off two pieces of land, one for growing vegetables and the other for raising chickens and ducks. The back of the house is also planned to be used for farming, because I don't want the farming area to be too far from home. To celebrate, Han Wu and Lu Jiu bought a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed rice and cooked some delicious dishes in the evening. "Finally I have my own house!" Han Wu raised his wine glass and said happily: "Here's a toast to you, this will be our home from now on!" Lu Jiu said "hmm", clinked glasses with him, and emphasized again: "Our home." Han Wu knew that he was not a good drinker, but he was particularly happy today, so he drank a few more drinks. As a result, his head was a little dizzy, but his consciousness was still clear. He giggled while holding the empty wine jar, and talked intermittently with Lu Jiu. "Lu Jiu, hehe, I'm so happy." This sentence had been said many times tonight, and Lu Jiu was not impatient and just listened to him quietly. "Lu Jiu, do you still remember what your parents look like? I don't remember a bit." "Should we give something to the villagers as a gift in return for helping us build a house?" "Well... You look like my brother. No, my brother is gone, so you look the same as me." Han Wu poked Lu Jiu's face again. "Lu Jiu, I want to eat grilled fish tomorrow." "Lu Jiu, when did you start being a killer?" "Aunt Chen's chickens are so cute. I really want to raise them. I want to raise many of them!" "Good" "Hey, Lu Jiu, Lu Jiu..." Han Wu spoke intermittently, and Lu Jiu was not annoyed. He put away the dishes, boiled hot water and helped Han Wu wash up. During this period, Han Wu followed him.

"Little Rivers and Lakes"·Sink and Awakening Han Wu was very dishonest after taking a shower. When Lu Jiu carried him to the bedroom, he put his arms around Lu Jiu's neck and started pinching and poking Lu Jiu's face. Lu Jiu didn't understand why he liked playing with her face so much. After tossing for so long, Lu Jiu was about to fall asleep. Lu Jiu breathed a subtle sigh of relief. After extinguishing the candle, he just closed his eyes when a cool breath came from his neck. Then there was a head gently rubbing against his neck, and his hand was still stroking back and forth in front of his chest. "Han Wu" Lu Jiu grabbed the other party's hand and warned: "It's time to sleep." Han Wu raised his head. He was not so dizzy now, but the drunkenness had not completely dissipated. His cheeks were a little red, and he smiled stupidly: "Hey, Lu Jiu, Lu Jiu, I am so happy. I feel like there is a little person in my heart that keeps spinning in circles and can't stop. It makes me so dizzy." He stretched out his index finger and started poking Lu Jiu's face again, and the poking turned into a kiss somehow. Maybe it was because of the jar of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, or maybe it was because he accidentally bumped into it when he was too close. It was so logical, maybe it was because of other thoughts... Han Wu didn't want to think about anything else. He followed his inner thoughts and kissed Lu Jiu's lips. Lu Jiu's clothes had already been rubbed open by Han Wu, but the other party's clothes were obviously not much better. His lips were lightly bitten, as if to see that he didn't react, Han Wu suddenly bit hard, and then entered the territory, his tongue invaded inflexibly, hooking the tongue and intertwining with his own. "Do you know what you are doing?" Lu Jiu held his face and wiped the corners of his lips and asked him. "I'm kissing you." Han Wu rubbed his palm and whispered, "Lu Jiu, I'm a little hot." After saying that, she lowered her head and kissed his lips. Lu Jiu pressed the back of his head to deepen the kiss. After a while, the two of them met each other. Han Wu kissed Lu Jiu from his collarbone to his chest. His hand touched his lower abdomen, but Lu Jiu grabbed him. Han Wu was confused, "Don't you need me to help you?" He touched it again and continued: "But you obviously responded." Lu Jiu was speechless, thinking who had been teasing him? Before he could react, Han Wu had already broken away from his hand, and before he could stop him, his warm mouth had already captured him. His movements were still a bit jerky. Although the two had been getting along for several months, they only used their hands. The corners of Han Wu's mouth were scratched the first time he used his mouth. Lu Jiu rarely let him use his mouth, but in fact, he sometimes used his mouth to help Han Wu. The extinguished candle was rekindled at some point. Lu Jiu leaned on the head of the bed, bent his legs, and inserted his fingers into Han Wu's hair. He watched Han Wu swallowing hard, and from time to time he gently rubbed his teeth with his fingers while licking himself behind. He closed his eyes, and the shady thoughts in his mind rushed out. The killer is also a human being, and he also has emotions and desires. "Han Wu, that's enough, that's enough." He lifted Han Wu's chin, but Han Wu continued to lower his head to hold him in his mouth. At the critical moment, Lu Jiu pulled him up and straddled him, but some of it had been swallowed by Han Wu, and some inevitably got on his face, flowing down from his neck. He coughed a few times, licked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Lu Jiu doubtfully. "Are you still dizzy?" Lu Jiu asked him. "A little." "Do you know who I am?" "You are... Lu Jiu!" "Do you know what you're doing?" "Yeah!" Han Wuzhong nodded. Before Lu Jiu said the next sentence, Han Wu covered his mouth, "You talk a lot today, don't you want to do it with me?" He paused, and while kissing Lu Jiu, he said, "But I want to do it, I want to do it with you, Lu Jiu, can we do it well?" The impact of this sentence was too great. Lu Jiu didn't want to explore anything else, so he turned over and pressed it under him. Han Wu had already expanded by himself before, but it was still a little uncomfortable when he entered. Lu Jiu kissed his eyes and ears over and over again to comfort him. "Brother, relax" This "brother" sentence made Han feel ashamed. This sense of taboo was too unfamiliar and strong. His toes couldn't help curling up. It felt like they were having sex but not like it. He covered Lu Jiu's mouth again: "Don't call me brother!" Lu Jiu didn't scream anymore, turned Han Wu over, let him lie on the bed, and picked up his waist. The attack suddenly became fierce. Han Wu was caught off guard and gasped, almost missing his breath. "Uh... Slow... Slow... Lu Jiu" Han Wu tilted his head and panted, his tui was spread a little open, and the semi-hard little Han Wu was held in his hand and moved rhythmically. Han Wu felt like he was going to have sex, not to mention that Lu Jiu's palms had calluses from years of martial arts practice, which would rub him every time. Maybe it's because Han Wu said not to call him brother, or maybe sometimes he wonders why his brother can't recognize that he is his brother, even though they all look the same. He wants to be Lu Jiu to protect Han Wu, but he also wants to be Chen Hu - Chen Jiang's Chen Hu. All the depression was vented at this moment, as if in this way he could break the shackles of taboo between two people, so Lu Jiu deliberately ignored Han Wu's words and kept licking vigorously, kissing, biting, and sucking with Han Wu, wanting to be on him Leaving traces that belong to him, he wants his brother to belong to him completely. He even thought badly about how his brother would react if he knew that he was Chen Hu and saw these marks on his body. However, this idea only appeared in the moment and was strangled in the cradle. "Han Wu, look at me." Lu Jiu stopped, turned Han Wu over to face him, leaned down and held his face and asked in a low voice: "Looking at my face, do you think of Chen Hu or Lu Jiu?" Han Wu was a little confused by this question and did not react. He said, "Lu Jiu, I want to kill you." But Lu Jiu blocked the place and asked Han Wu: "Brother? Am I Chen Hu or Lu Jiu?" "Lu Jiu! You are Lu Jiu! Oh, don't ask, just let me cum." Han Wu struggled to break free from his restraints. But Lu Jiu still didn't let him go, "Brother, when you look at my face, will you think of Chen Hu?" "Ugh, you're so annoying, don't ask! Don't call me brother! You're not my brother, you're Lu Jiu, cum for me." Han Wu collapsed and cried. His head was a little confused, and his lower body was controlled again, unable to think. The ulterior thoughts hidden in his heart, and the moral shackles that bound him, appeared again, wrapping themselves tightly around him and making him unable to breathe. He put his arms around Lu Jiu's neck and kissed him, trying to shut him up. Lu Jiu didn't seem to get the answer he wanted, but he still did what he wanted. He released Han Wu's hand and intertwined with him. All the liquid that had not been released for a long time was sprayed on Lu Jiu. Lu Jiu applied the liquid to Han Wu and entered again. He bent his legs to facilitate deeper penetration. He found Han Wu's more vulnerable place and hit that point hard and deep. Han Wu felt that he was about to be knocked apart, like a dead branch that could not fall off in a storm. It had already fallen, but was supported by other branches. He prayed that Lu Jiu would be slower and gentler, but the more he did this, the deeper Lu Jiu hit him, and his stomach was bulging. Han Wu was nailed to the bed like this, allowing Lu Jiu to become more and more wanton. When Han Wu felt that he was about to be hit, Lu Jiu turned him over again and buried his face on the pillow. Han Wu was a little scared and tried to crawl forward tremblingly, but Lu Jiu grabbed his ankle and dragged him back. "Lu Jiu, Lu Jiu... No more, I don't want any more, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong," Han Wu continued to cry and crawl forward. His consciousness was a little unclear. Lu Jiu picked him up, intertwined his fingers and pressed them against the wall. She knelt on both sides of him with her legs, locking him tightly so that he could no longer escape. Han Wu begged him, "Lu Jiu, why don't you do it? I'm going to be ruined." "But brother, you said you would do it." Lu Jiu kissed his face. The word "brother" was too taboo for the two of them. Maybe it would not seem so strange to call it out when the two of them were interacting like this. But only Lu Jiu knew that the person he was calling was really his brother - his biological brother. "Lu Jiu... Lu Jiu" But even after being raped like this, Han Wu would still call Lu Jiu's name unconsciously over and over again, to an extent that even he himself was not aware of. He has gradually relied on Lu Jiu and regarded Lu Jiu as a part of his life. He does not want Lu Jiu to leave, no matter in what capacity.

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