I Regard You as Enemies, Yet You’re All After My Heart!

Chu Wuqing meditated as usual at night, but he was no longer on the old futon. Instead, he changed a place. It is said that the magical array in this place has been cleaned by Gu Yu.

In the middle of the night, if it is in the human world, it should be quiet at this time, and the lights should be extinguished. However, in the cultivation world, after the foundation is built, there has always been no difference between the sun and the sun. Most monks are still practicing.

Chu Wuqing didn't know how many times it was running the aura of his body today, and suddenly a hand was covering his head.

With slender fingers but wide palms, he gently stroked his hair with the most appropriate force, and the troubles of the day were swept away.

The cold fragrance came.

Chu Wuqing opened his eyes indifferently, "Daddy?"

Chu Huanzhi actually stood in front of him, and Chu Wuqing almost thought that this was another illusion.

Chu Huanzhi's fingers were as cold as jade, and he slowly touched the temples on his forehead, and touched Chu Wuqing's ears.

The young man’s ears are small, half-covered under the silver hair. Because the skin is extremely white, even the auricles show a nearly transparent color, like snow ears, but the ears are round and full, which attracts people to lick/pick. Look like.

Chu Wuqing's ears moved, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "Daddy, itching like this." There is also a very strange feeling. This feeling is not clear, but it makes him instinctively ashamed, especially when he appears in In front of his most respected father, he even wanted to get into the hole.

Chu Huanzhi's fingers clamped his earlobe, gently pinched, let go, and moved his fingertips down the contour of his face, lifting his chin irresistibly.

Because of meditation, this was the angle of looking up, and Chu Wuqing could clearly see his father's Zhan Ran's facial features and the forceful sharpness.

"Father?" He asked again, not daring to confirm how difficult it was for Chu Huanzhi's phantom to descend when he built the foundation last time, Chu Wuqing still remembered clearly.

"Qingqing," the brows and eyes that seemed to be frozen by Wannian Shuangxue, warmed up when they said these two words, and the corners of the hard lips raised slightly, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Speaking of me, he suddenly leaned over and took Chu Wuqing's waist in one fell swoop.

In an instant, the world was spinning, and when his vision returned to normal, Chu Wuqing was already sitting on Chu Huanzhi, in the most shameful posture with his legs apart. Chu Huanzhi was sitting under him, sitting upright.

This posture never pestered his father after he was five years old.

"Father," Chu Wuqing raised her eyebrows, and said angrily, "I'm not a kid anymore." He didn't mean to separate him when he said this. It was originally just a imaginary arm hanging on Chu Huan's shoulder. Tucked around Chu Huan's neck, it was really enclosed, almost like a lust.

Chu Wuqing knew that he had never grown up in Chu Huanzhi's heart. To Chu Huanzhi, he would always be like a child, and he needed care all the time.

A doting deep into the bones.

Never care about secular speech.

Chu Wuqing has always cared about this, so he will move out of Chu Huanzhi’s patriarch’s palace resolutely after reading and knowing manners, and live with all the core disciples in order to avoid Chu Huanzhi’s intimate actions. Let yourself appear mature.

Everything is for the recognition of the Chu family. He is not reconciled, not reconciled to lose to Chu Wujun, not reconciled to everyone's heart that he is just a person who is protected by his father.

But in fact, he never got what he wanted, instead...

This is his father, let him enjoy everything, plan everything for him, and love his father with his life. Why should he care about the worldly ethics and the opinions of others?

Chu Wuqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and some dampness had gathered in his eyes, and his arms were tightened. The whole person was almost attached to Chu Huanzhi's chest, and he could feel the tight texture and heart underneath through the cloth. The beating, so vivid.

"Daddy." Chu Wuqing used a coquettish voice for the first time.

Because he is not used to it, because he is shy, the sound of Daddy is very soft, with the soft wetness of a teenager, like a feather falling lightly, inadvertently scratching at the most itchy part of the human heart, bringing you unprecedented numbness, making your soul It itched slightly, but left immediately.

Chu Huan's pupils dimmed slightly, and the hand supporting Chu Wuqing's waist became tighter, but the voice became clearer and clearer, "Be good, don't move."

It was the first time that Chu Wuqing acted like a baby at Chu Huanzhi, and was even scolded. Even if such a shout is not strictly speaking a scolding, the temper of being arrogant has already become a habit, a habit of being unscrupulous in front of his father.

He has always been like that. Others don't let him do it. He wants it. If he really lets him do it at will, he will quickly lose interest.

Chu Huanzhi always hated him for not being close enough. Unlike when he was a child, he always pestered his father all the time. He finally decided to let go of all psychological restraints, and Chu Huanzhi actually scolded him?

Moreover, where did he mess up, just sticking to his father, aren't these all the family happiness that Chu Huanzhi wanted?

Chu Wuqing raised his head a little angrily, staring angrily in his eyes that had not yet dissipated the wetness, Xueyu's transparent cheeks showed a peach-like red because of the friction before, muttering dissatisfiedly, "Daddy !"

It's not big or small, it's really ruined by arrogance.

Chu Huanzhi's palm shook slightly, his dark eyes were covered with a misty white mist, and Chu Wuqing's body was smashed, his expression was clear and cold, "You have something like that in the day, which triggered me to stay with you. The rune on my body can **** again."

It's no wonder that he would hear Chu Huanzhi's voice in the illusion. It was actually real, and his father is also real.

Chu Wuqing was a little embarrassed for a while. The big reason why he was able to let go of his psychological restraints was that he could not determine the true or false of his father.

The father under him is like Daolian on the sacred mountain, cold and innocent, but now he is acting like a coquettish, especially his father is here to care about his daily affairs.

It's... too shameful.

Chu Wuqing wanted to get off Chu Huanzhi's body, but was held tightly by Chu Huanzhi again, with doubts in his eyes.

Chu Huanzhi lowered his head slightly, and the clouds lingered between his breaths, his voice was extremely cold, "Don't move, let Daddy check your body, is it a problem?"

The word check, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and was bitten extremely severely by Chu Huanzhi, as if it were a very solemn thing, as if it were a great way of comprehension, it was serious and not to be profaned.

But Chu Wuqing's heart was even more embarrassed, and this normal inspection made him a little bit at a loss.

Obviously in the past, every time he returned from going out to experience, Chu Huanzhi's palm would touch his head, allowing spiritual power and consciousness to walk through his body for inspection.

But this time, what Chu Huanzhi saw when he checked was not the dark wounds he suffered from fighting people and vying for treasures from heaven and earth, but... the unreasonable scenes in the illusion.

After three breaths, Chu Wuqing did not move, and Chu Huanzhi's voice sounded again, even colder, "Wuqing, don't you take off your shirt?"

Chu Wuqing almost thought that there was an illusion in his ears, why would he need to take off his clothes? He subconsciously thought that he had appeared in the illusion. Isn't it enough to go through spiritual power and consciousness?

However, this is not an illusion, the person in front of him is even more true Chu Huanzhi, and even his name has been changed from Qingqing to Wuqing because of solemnity.

It's too much for him to have that kind of thought. Even if it just disappears in a flash, it is the biggest blasphemy against his father.

It was nothing more than a demon and evil thing, he must not be affected.

Although he didn't understand why, Chu Huanzhi's actions must have his reason. Chu Wuqing had to endure the shame, and slowly peeled off his shirt, his movements were slow as if a giant was pressing on him.

Especially under Chu Huanzhi's indifferent sight, Chu Wuqing's pressure was even greater.

"Why is it so slow?" Chu Huanzhi nodded slightly, and his icy eyes fell on Chu Wuqing's fingers that untied the planer, "Could it be that Qingqing has forgotten how to dress and undress, and still needs to teach you for his father?"

When Chu Wuqing was at the Chu family, he was served by someone. It was natural that he did not need to dress and undress himself, but when he went out, of course he would take care of himself. It was impossible for him to even put on and take off his clothes. At this time, when his father said that, he was even more embarrassed. Embarrassed.

"I..." He just wanted to argue with one party, but Chu Huanzhi's hand already held his hand, and the palm of an adult could completely wrap Chu Wuqing's slender fingers.

"Then let Daddy teach you again." Chu Huanzhi said lightly, holding Chu Wuqing's hands and peeling off his clothes completely.

Stepping into the foundation building, the monk is no longer affected by the ordinary weather, even if exposed to the cold wind, he will not feel a little bit cold, but at this moment, the upper body is naked/naked, but Chu Wuqing can't help it. Shuffled, as if caught in the wind and cold.

Chu Huanzhi’s finger touched Chu Wuqing’s skin. Starting from the slender neck, his fingers were cold, like Chu Huanzhi’s people, without any human smoke, but what he said, "Here, Has anyone ever been kissed?"

Chu Wuqing's body suddenly stiffened, and the shame in her heart could no longer be restrained. Even her earlobes climbed up to Bo Hong, but she also understood what Chu Huanzhi's **** examination meant, because he was afraid that someone would take it away from him. Planted a magic array.

Chu Wuqing's breathing became heavier, but his lips were slightly opened but he couldn't speak anyway.

But this time Chu Huanzhi didn't indulge him like he did in the past, and his **** were in the place where they fell, rubbing repeatedly, "Qingqing, tell daddy, have anyone kissed here?" It was obvious that he would not let it go. The boy who behaved strangely had to force him to tell it in person.

"Yes, I have been kissed." After Chu Wuqing said it out in one breath, he couldn't hold it anymore. He didn't dare to look at Chu Huanzhi, and quickly lowered his head, recalling being forced by him Scenes in the forgotten illusion.

Although he knew that it was just an evil formation to disturb his mind, it was impossible for such a thing to happen, but he couldn't help being ashamed.

But Chu Huanzhi forcibly provoked Chu Wuqing's chin and forced Chu Wuqing to look at him. He continued to move his fingers down, and asked wherever he went, "Qingqing, has anyone kissed here?"

He rubbed the place where he had been kissed repeatedly, and a strong spiritual energy came out of his fingertips, trying to get rid of all the evil that was left on Chu Wuqing.

From the neck, to the shoulders, from the collarbone to the pearl red underneath, to the chest and waist, the memories in every part of the body are awakened.

Although Chu Huanzhi’s fingers were cold, they fell on Chu Wuqing’s body, but the repeated rubbing gave out burning heat and a very shameful slight itching. There was even a feeling of tingling in the cerebral cortex, Chu Wuqing thought. He wanted to step back, trying to avoid Chu Huanzhi's fingers, and resisted: "Daddy, don't do it, don't check it."

It's so strange.

Chu Wuqing had barely touched love/affairs in his two lifetimes. The impact caused by scenes during the day was more spiritual than physical, and this mental impact only made him angry.

The anger of being mocked and insulted.

It’s not like Chu Huan’s hands that rubbed so hard, it’s really weird. Although he doesn’t understand, he already knows instinctively that it shouldn’t be. If it continues like this, the body will react very strangely, “No, no Up."

But Chu Huanzhi's palm firmly pressed his waist, pulled him closer, and said solemnly, "Qingqing, nonsense. Check your body, how can you not?"