C11 I Really Want to Bring a Xinhua Dictionary
"Which family's child is so wicked?" Ling Xuan used a wet cloth to wipe away the dried blood on the fool's forehead as he muttered curses.
When he came back, he was shocked to see the fool's face covered in blood. He then looked at the footprints of the children on the ground and the stones on the ground. He could tell with his toes what had happened.
"Does it hurt?" Ling Xuan frowned, and looked carefully at the scabs' wounds. It was not deep, and only did not know why the Black Sword did not automatically protect its master.
"It doesn't hurt, I'm just bleeding …" The fool smirked.
"Nonsense!" How can it not hurt when you're bleeding? " Ling Xuan lectured the fool, then continued to apply the Golden Sore Medicine on him, and said, "Don't sit at the door tomorrow, I'll be back very soon. "When the time comes, I'll be able to take you to find someone who knows you, and you can also go back to your own sect …"
"Return to the sect? Will Xuan be with us? " The fool smiled, showing his white teeth.
"About this, it's hard to say." Ling Xuan thought for a while and could only give an ambiguous answer. Let's not talk about what happened to that sect first, when the time came for the fool to cure himself, there would be two ways to explain how he would feel about it.
After all, he had been made a fool of by her.
"I bought a watermelon. Tonight, we will corrupt each other." Throwing all this nonsense down, Ling Xuan took out a large watermelon that weighed over ten kilograms from the Storage Bag. There was another benefit to being able to teleport into this world. It was that all the items could be stuffed into a small Storage Bag, which was neither too heavy nor too small. It was very convenient.
In the evening, Ling Xuan brought out two armchairs from the cellar of the house and laid them side by side in the small courtyard. In the middle, there was a small round table with tea and cut watermelon on it.
The night wind blew, the moon shone as Ling Xuan ate a mouthful of watermelon. That was truly an immortal day that he had never dared to dream about before.
The only flaw in the beauty of the scene was that the beautiful brothel was covered by the moon.
"Aiya, idiot! I'll vomit out the watermelon seeds. Once I eat them, they will grow into seedlings in my stomach." As he fanned himself with a small fan, Ling Xuan instructed the foolish fool repeatedly. He sadly discovered that the unmarried man was becoming more and more adept at bringing children.
"Yes, yes." The fool nodded and carefully picked out the seed, staring blankly at the brothel in the distance. Although they were tens of meters apart, the laughter and laughter of the men and women within the brothel, along with the smell of makeup and alcohol still drifted over. Sometimes, even when he slept at night, he would still be able to hear it. This was truly a provocation to the old man, Ling Xuan.
"Xuan." The fool suddenly spoke softly.
"What is it?" Ling Xuan was still enjoying the cool tea in his mouth as he took a sip.
"What do you think two people in that building are doing, licking their mouths together?" The fool asked with an innocent look as he stared at Ling Xuan.
"Pfft!" Ling Xuan almost rolled down from the reclining chair as he spat out a mouthful of tea into the distance. He embarrassedly wiped his mouth and said, "You can see this?"
He followed the fool's gaze to the brothel, only to find a room with an open window. The two of them were standing next to the window, making love.
F * ck me! Open the door and announce the sex act! Do you have some morals? Do you know how to teach bad children?
"That …" The corner of Ling Xuan's mouth twitched, and he said softly: "How do I explain this? "This is a transaction between money and the body. Both parties can obtain a double level of satisfaction from the body and money …"
"Huh?" The fool did not understand Ling Xuan's bunch of professional terms and continued to look at Ling Xuan with blinking eyes. Let the latter suddenly feel educator shoulder the heavy burden and responsibility.
What if you leave a fool with the wrong idea of sex?
He coughed lightly, and carefully sorted out the words before saying, "Generally speaking, this kind of behavior can only be done for those who like it. is a way to show that you like it. "
"Like? What does that mean? " The fool's questions came one after another.
Ling Xuan had a huge headache, he truly regretted not bringing over a New Chinese Dictionary when he teleported to this world. Scratching his head and summarizing his more than ten years of experience in lovelorn, he said hesitantly, "If you like it, it's probably …" You feel very comfortable with him. If you can't see him, you will feel anxious. You want to stay with him forever? Don't ask me! "I'm not too sure either …"
"Oh." The idiot replied, as if he was still trying to understand Ling Xuan's words. Ling Xuan, on the other hand, was still helplessly looking at the pair of brothels and whores who didn't have any qualms about getting intimate with each other.
Suddenly, the idiot extended his arms, causing Ling Xuan to be startled, and then was pulled by the neck.
With his upper body floating in the air, Ling Xuan subconsciously held onto the armrest of the reclining chair to prevent himself from falling, but the enlarged handsome face in front of him made his mind go blank.
Ling Xuan's limbs were stiff, his eyes opened wide, only returning to his senses after the fool's kiss had deepened. He struggled to push the fool away, but at this moment, he finally realised the difference in their cultivations.
When someone else's tongue invaded his own territory, Ling Xuan's tongue became stiff as he did not know what to do, but the other party skillfully spurred him to dance. His upper jaw was being grazed inch by inch, making him feel weak.
This was no longer something that could be explained by one's learning ability. This kind of kissing skill that seemed to have become instinctual to the body proved that a fool would definitely be good at it before becoming a fool.
"Umm …" Ling Xuan's eyes became misty as he used his strength to push away the fools with his hands. The two of them finally separated. Ling Xuan gasped as he grabbed the clothes on the fool's chest.
The fool looked innocently at Ling Xuan, who was staring at him, and suddenly laughed: "I like Xuan."
I like it...
Ling Xuan's breathing became chaotic, and in the end, he sighed helplessly and said: "The kind of liking you have was different from the kind I'm talking about …"
"Isn't it different? "But …" the fool asked, frowning.
"It's not the same! "You have to remember that two men can't do that!"
"Oh …" It was probably because Ling Xuan's tone was a little fierce, and the fool replied with grievance. Ling Xuan was startled for a moment, and inwardly mocked himself for being fierce to a fool. He held the fool in his arms and patted him on the back as if he was comforting a child.
The next day, Ling Xuan went out early in the morning. Before he went out, he said to the fool: "You are not allowed to sit at the door today, understand? This talisman is for you. If there is anything very important or urgent, just tear this talisman and I will rush back immediately. "
"Mhmm!" The fool nodded strongly and watched Ling Xuan leave.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn had passed, Ling Xuan still had not returned. The fool got up and walked around the house. He opened the door of the house and sat on the threshold.
As long as he sees Xuan coming back, he won't know I'm sitting here again.
The fool thought in a daze, feeling rather proud of himself. He didn't know that he had gotten into trouble this time.