It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Wen Ai sincerely wanted to learn the skill of illusion, but Gu Shuye deliberately didn't teach it well. The first thing that came up was to let Wen Ai undress.

"You were allowed to go to bed last night, and you have to play tricks with me." Wen Ai looked at him warily, "I won't take off, you can start teaching quickly, you can't help but count!"

"Who is it that doesn't count?" Gu Shuye put his hands on his back without squinting, pretending to be stern, "I said long ago that learning illusion is different from learning other things, and you promised to cooperate with me. I can’t teach this lesson anymore.”

He shook his head and raised his feet to leave, Wen Ai hurriedly grabbed his sleeves and asked doubtfully: "Do you really want to take it off? What does this have to do with learning illusion?"

Gu Shuye vigorously said: "The illusion is born from the heart. When beginners are in contact, the more natural and closer to the source is the best. The disciples of the Shangqing Zongshu Pavilion are naked when they study. I'm afraid you will be overhearted. , Has given you an extra coat."

Wen Ai has never been to Shuge to observe it. He doesn't know what the truth is, but listening to Gu Shuye's explanations does not feel like a lie. He hesitated with his belt, and Gu Shuye added a handful of firewood: "You must practice illusion with a firm heart, otherwise it is very easy to get lost and harm others and yourself. You can't overcome this little difficulty, so just give up as soon as possible. ."

Wen Ai was cruel and pulled his belt: "I take it off!"

Under Gu Shuye's unobtrusive sight, Wen Ai kneadedly removed the clothes on his body, and in the end only a white satin coat was left, and most of his beautiful and clean body was exposed. He glanced at the well-dressed Gu Shuye next to him, embarrassedly pulled down the edge of his clothes, barely covering his butt, but his two white legs couldn't hide, and his round and pink toes curled up nervously.

"Okay, okay..."

Gu Shuye glanced at him calmly. After being an ascetic monk for so long, he finally got some welfare to fill his hunger. He took Wen Ai's hand with satisfaction: "Close your eyes."

Wen Ai obeyed, and when he opened his eyes, he was already in an empty valley full of vegetation, surrounded by the chirping sounds of birds, breathing and breathing, the fresh fragrance of grass filled his mouth and nose.

It was so real that there were no flaws at all. Wen Ai was full of admiration. He only felt that the ants crawling up and down the soil were alive and well.

Gu Shuye was pleased by his reaction and led him to the depths of the valley: "The illusion can be freely controlled by the caster, which means that everything here must listen to me."

Before Wen Ai's feet fell, the gravel and weeds on the ground turned into smooth white jade slabs, which grew and extended along the path he was about to advance, paved a clean and smooth road.

Wen Ai stepped on barefoot, and the unique warmth of jade came from the soles of his feet. He knew that Gu Shuye's magical powers were vast, but at this time he couldn't help but cast surprise eyes at him. There was a cluster of worship hidden deep in his eyes. Little flames.

The corner of Gu Shuye's mouth bends, and he rubbed his head fondly: "How can the baby I brought out of me be cut to the foot by these dead objects."

Wen Ai's face was faintly hot, but his eyes were brighter. He curiously asked, "Why are the veins on the leaves so realistic? Is this valley where you have been before?"

"It's just a fiction. The stronger the illusion skills, the more the details can fool people."

Gu Shuye went to the roadside to pick a flower and returned. Wen Ai was completely attracted by the novelty around him. He completely forgot that he had only a loosely hung shirt on his body. He put aside his sense of restraint and held the flower on the jade road in excitement. Jump to the ground. But Gu Shuye was still staring attentively, following Wen Ai's ups and downs, looking at the two looming round buttocks, making him dry.

Wen Ai was playing hey, suddenly he had a meal, turned his head to look at Gu Shuye, the small flames of worship under his eyes swelled and went out, and instead came a deep contempt: "Can you not touch me Ass?"

Gu Shuye solemnly denied: "I didn't touch it."

Wen Ai twisted his head to the back and pointed to the big palm that was still coming back on his ass: "Can you take your hand back before you install garlic?"

Gu Shuye opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Everything in the illusion is as real as illusion. You feel like I'm touching it, but I really didn't touch it."

He had to squeeze Wen Ai's **** tightly.

Wen Ai jumped three feet high, covered his **** and blushed and cursed: "Old hooligan! Shameless!"

He finally understood at this moment that it was all nonsense for a beginner to return to his original state, and Gu Shuye was planning to take advantage of him.

Wen Ai took the clothes and pants from the storage bag and put them on. He didn't talk to Gu Shuye again all the way. Whether Gu Shuye was amused or taught, he just didn't respond without saying anything.

At the end of the valley is a garden, full of flowers and branches squeezed close to each other, waist-high, looks prosperous, but only bears a flower bone, really a little red in the green bush.

"You need to find the key point to break the illusion. This point should be found in combination with the characteristics of each illusion. It is often the most dazzling or the most inconspicuous thing." Gu Shuye said, "Here is the formation. The key to cracking is hidden. Look?"

Wen Ai only pondered for a moment, and his eyes quickly locked on the coquettish flower bone. He was about to speak, but a familiar feeling came from his butt. He tightened his mouth, and his voice squeezed from his teeth: " Have you ever finished? Why haven't you eaten so much tofu?"

Gu Shuye was taken aback, and said inexplicably, "I've been all the way, where can I eat?"

Wen Ai felt that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he almost flashed his neck. A flowered branch is sticking to his ass, and several protruding branches are holding his hips, pinching him loosely and tightly like a hand, the leaves are still trembling irregularly, like an orgasm. It seems pornographic.

The picture was too curious, and Wen Ai was stunned on the spot for a while, not knowing what to do with this little fairy, but Gu Shuye was the first to make a noise, tearing off the lustful flower branch while having fun: "So fat courage , I didn't even touch my ass, but let you take the lead."

He was speaking to Huazhi, but his eyes were always looking at Wen Ai jokingly. Wen Ai's cheeks were burning, and he gasped for a long time, and finally pushed him hard in anger, "Don't think I don't know. , Everything here moves according to your mind, if it weren't for your lust, how could it..."

Gu Shuye narrowed his eyes and suddenly moved his arm around him. With great strength, Wen Ai could only be close to him. He said in an ambiguous voice, "Why did you call the **** center? Go down."

After speaking, he ate Wen Ai's ruddy lips into his mouth.

Wen Ai followed the agreement and could not refuse the intimacy above his neck. Who knew that Gu Shuye had both hands on his buttocks. He was pressed to hide but couldn't avoid it, so angry that he bit Gu Shuye’s tongue. Shu Ye snorted, and the movements on his hands were even more unscrupulous.

At the end of the kiss, Gu Shu drew his hand from Wen Ai's pants still intently. Wen Ai leaned back on his shoulder, grievingly: "I'm going to catch the nine-tailed cat, I don't want to deal with you anymore."

"How can I do it then?" Gu Shuye took enough advantage. He was refreshed at the moment, and patted Wen Ai comfortably on the back. "After receiving your tuition, I naturally want to teach it to the end."

He dialed the flowering bushes and took Wen Ai to the only flower bones in the garden: "This is the most extreme thing in the entire illusion. You use spiritual skills to urge it to bloom."

Wen Ai's repair is low, but this little thing can still be done. A ball of light hits out, and the petals bloom one after another tremblingly. When it opens to its most splendid, everything around it suddenly collapses. In the blink of an eye, Wen Ai will return. In reality.

Although the process was not very beautiful, Wen Ai still learned a lot. Gu Shuye constructed an illusion for him every day, asking him to find the key to breaking the formation. The difficulty gradually increased. However, Wen Ai performed very well in illusion. Obviously there is enough talent.

"I can almost start to teach you how to weave the illusion." Gu Shuye looked at the top of the bed, with one arm around Wen Ai and the other behind his head, "It's just that the illusion needs spiritual support. Your cultivation..."

Wen Ai swept away from sleep, and wrinkled his small face and said: "Ah, how big an illusion can I create with my current level?"

"About the size of the bed we sleep in."

Wen Yai was disappointed.

"But I have a countermeasure." Gu Shuye turned over to face him, "I will take you to double repairs, the cultivation base will rise quickly."

Wen Ai actually considered this question, because his cultivation speed is really horribly slow, so he asked: "How do you cultivate dual cultivation? Tell me."

"Naturally close the door and undress and undress. You and I have **** together." Gu Shuye recalled the pictures on the Shuangxiu method. He didn't think there was anything when he saw it face to face, but now there is a baby lying in his arms. Just thinking about it makes my body hot, "I will shoot Yang Jing into your body, and you will absorb it..."

He was silent in the darkness halfway through. Wen Ai listened completely with a research mentality. Without thinking about it, he pushed his shoulder and urged: "Go on, what about after I absorb it?"

Gu Shuye lay back on his back: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

Wen Ai was hung on his appetite, so how could there be any truth in his heart to leave? So Momo body took the initiative to lean in: "Why didn't you talk about it?"

Gu Shuye closed his eyes and said dullly: "It's hard."

This answer really caught Wen Ai off guard, bit her lip for a long time, and finally laughed and rolled around holding the quilt: "Hahahaha aphrodisiac! Talking about academic theories can be tricky!"

Gu Shuye was struggling with the fire, and was ridiculed by Wen Ai in turn. The blazing fire in his body couldn't be shut down immediately. He dragged Wen Ai over and rolled over and pressed it up heavily: "Is it funny? Listen to the theory of double cultivation, right? You let me fuck, and I’ll tell you when I’m happy."

In the darkness, the burning desire in Gu Shuye's eyes is as real as it is. Wen Ai shrinks instinctively, and said helplessly: "Whatever you are...happy...vulgar!"

Gu Shuye gave a deep smile: "It's vulgar to talk about, then wait for me..."

He prolonged the ending, and the half sentence that was not spoken was particularly fascinating. At this moment, Wen Ai felt ashamed. He dodges his eyes and dared not look at him. He only gently pushed him, with little confidence: "Go on. It crushes me."

Gu Shuye didn't move, but stared straight at him: "It's really not that way? Once we practice it, you will know what is going on with double cultivation."

"Otherwise, I'll be a cauldron for you." He lowered his head, leaned to Wen Ai's ear, and let out an ambiguous breath, "Come and squeeze me out."

The provocative words and the heat penetrated into the ear canal together, and Wen Ai's whole body was crisp, like being blown loose by Gu Shuye, he almost forgot, this person loves to speak in bed.

Routines are routines.

Wen Ai was ashamed and annoyed: "Get out!"

Gu Shuye failed to tease, sighed in disappointment, and rolled back to the bed.