After leaving Gong Xiangyi's room, Song Haoran felt much more comfortable. He had accepted everything in the end of the world, and could face suffering, hunger and death calmly. At first, he saw such a luxurious residence, which was a pity for the gods. He remembered two lines of poetry - the rich family smelled of wine and meat, and the road was frozen to death.

"Damn, I don't know what Gong Xiangyi was thinking all day long!" His face turned black and he lowered his curse.

"Brother Song, what's wrong? Where did Gong Xiangyi mess with you?" Gong Lixin pulled his palm and raised her head and asked.

"Li Xin, do you think Gong Xiangyi's room is beautiful? Do you want it?" Song Haoran felt that this was a great opportunity to educate young people. After pondering for a moment, he asked in a low voice.

"I don't like it." Gong Lixin shook her head without thinking and said firmly, "If you care too much about material enjoyment, people will indulge in it and become unprofitable, and sooner or later they will kill themselves. Now it is the end of the world, with dangers everywhere. Our top priority is to become stronger so that we can protect ourselves and those around us. Brother Song, don't envy her. When my strength improves in the future, I can help you get whatever you want."

After saying that, he broke away from Song Haoran's hand and patted Song Haoran's shoulder comfortably. Although he was the young master of the underground palace since he was a child, he had always lived like an ascetic. In this way, he had the strength to be superior. Therefore, he could tell what is necessary in life and what is optional.

Song Haoran looked back at the serious boy with a dazed expression. He couldn't figure out why he, who originally wanted to give the boy a political education class, was educated by the boy. However, in addition to laughing and crying, his feelings were more about the touch and satisfaction that was about to break through his chest.

With deep eyes locked on the young man's fair and delicate face, Song Haoran tried hard to suppress his chaotic heartbeat, his voice hoarse, and he spoke in a pretentious manner, "I don't envy her. Whether Brother Song can live a good life in the future depends on our Li Xin." Although that's the case, his heart that was inspiring was clamoring, wanting to praise the best in the world to the boy and let him ask for it.

He wanted the boy to live in a magnificent room, to eat rare and delicious food, and to make the boy safe and happy every day. Suddenly, he was not so disgusted with Gong Xiangyi's luxury. As long as he had the ability, he wanted the boy to live such a life.

"Pack to me!" Gong Lixin bent his eyebrows and patted his slightly thin chest. In a few years, he will reach the fourth level of martial arts and should be able to protect everyone around him.

Song Haoran smiled brightly, with a bright and firm brilliance in his eyes. He held the boy's hand tightly, and was reluctant to let go.

The two walked for a while, and they were about to return to their rooms, Gong Lixin seemed to think of something, stopped and lowered her voice, "Brother Song, I almost forgot that Gong Xiangyi had another wrong saying, "My power is not mobilized by mental power, but by the self-operation rules of the meridians. Let's go to your room, I will teach you. Brother Lin is not here, I will teach him next time."

Song Haoran took Gong Lixin back to the room without any hesitation or doubt.

Looking at the room where there was nothing else except a bed, a wardrobe, a desk, and a chair, Gong Lixin nodded with satisfaction, took off her shoes, sat cross-legged on Song Haoran's bed, and waved to him, "Brother Song, take off her clothes."

Song Haoran was about to sit next to the boy, but when he heard this, his body stiffened for a moment and hesitated, "Why."

"I'll tell you which meridians stored in your body are from which major acupoints are released." While explaining, he reached out to pick up Song Haoran's T-shirt.

"I'll do it myself." Separating the boy's fair and slender fingers, Song Haoran held his eyebrows and pursed his lips, and his expression was a little uncomfortable. Although they were all the same-sex people, when he thought that the boy's eyes would be floating on him, he felt a heat in his body.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, took off his black T-shirt from his upper body, revealing his muscular upper body.

Gong Lixin's expression was as usual, and he pointed to the big acupoints in his body, and gently stroked the meridians connecting these big acupoints with his fingertips, carefully explaining the rules of meridian movement word by word. He was focused and did not realize at all how exciting it was to gently move the fingertips on a man.

At first, Song Haoran could listen carefully and barely suppress the hotter body temperature. However, when the boy explained the rules of meridian movement of his upper body, he pulled his belt straight away, took off his trousers, and pointed his fingertips towards his half-soft and half-hard bulge, he finally couldn't stand it and grabbed the boy's hand that made him love and hate.

"This is a young path, connecting the meridians of your lower body..." Unfinished words were blocked by Song Haoran's rough movements. Gong Lixin looked at him with confusion, but saw his face flushed, his forehead was blue veins, his temples were bulging, and his expression was very ugly.

"Brother Song, what's wrong with you?" He turned his head, his expression ignorant.

Song Haoran gritted his teeth and couldn't speak for a long time, but was secretly anxious inside, trying to suppress the place where he was gradually looking up, but under the focus of the boy's eyes, the place not only did not feel weak, but became harder.

"Damn it!" Song Haoran lowered his curse and wanted to get up to avoid it. He did not dare to let the boy see his ugly appearance. Since the day he saw the boy's perfect body in the club, he seemed to have been hit by some kind of curse. From time to time, he always remembered and even savored him, even if he despised himself countless times, he could not forget it.

"Brother Song, wait." Seeing him bulging quickly and stretching his underwear open in the big tent, Gong Lixin knew and grabbed Song Haoran's hand who was about to get out of bed.

"Brother Song is in love." He blinked and pointed out the facts casually.

Song Haoran did not dare to look at the boy's expression, and felt extremely ashamed. He was about to brush away the boy's hand, but his movements froze because of his next words.

"I'll help you rub it, just rub it." Gong Lixin said seriously with concern and comfort in his eyes. In his previous life, whenever he was moved but didn't want to get along, the furnaces and cauldrons always comforted him so much. Due to experience, he used Song Haoran without thinking.

Song Haoran was stunned, with a look of being struck by lightning. The young man's fair and tender little hand took the opportunity to slip into his pants, gently held the place, and scratched the blood-swelling top with his fingertips.

"Um!" A violent electric current spread throughout his body from that place. Song Haoran raised his head and moaned, a drop of sweat slid down his forehead, falling on his bronze, muscular chest.

Seeing that his movements were effective, Gong Lixin pulled off his pants directly, completely liberating the hideous giant. At the same time, his hands were not stopped at all, and he started to move up and down rhythmically.

"Damn it! Li Xin, stop it!" Song Haoran was covered in fine sweat all over, making his bronze-colored body seem to be coated with asphalt, extremely sexy. He growled, trying to reach out to stop the boy's movements, but he threw the boy down by a trait, pressed him tightly under his body, lowered his head and leaned close to the boy's delicate face, and his breath intertwined.

The room heated up quickly, as if even the air was burning.

Song Haoran frowned, his sharp eagle eyes stared at the boy's face, with a look of tolerance and pain on his face. He wanted to stop, but his body couldn't help but thrust in the boy's palm. He wanted to speak and stop the boy from continuing to play with fire, but his thin lips slightly opened, and what was overflowing was extremely comfortable moans. He could not do anything, so he could only stare at the person under him. His hot eyes contained endless desire.

"Is it comfortable?" Gong Lixin smiled slightly and asked in a low voice, his clear eyes as clear as water did not have a trace of ** color.

Song Haoran's body stiffened, and the passionate desire that he wanted to swallow the boy into his stomach was like a basin of cold water pouring his head, and it quickly extinguished with a hiss. He stopped all his movements, lay down on the boy's body dejectedly, buried his head in the boy's warm neck, and gasped heavily.

**He no longer wanted to explore why it arises, but he knew why it was extinguished. If Li Xin's eyes were dyed with the same hot color, he would probably eat him without hesitation just now! But Li Xin did not. If he continued, it would be an insult to Li Xin. He actually had such a terrible desire to a minor child who was as close as a brother and a terrible child. It's really damn!

Song Haoran, what kind of devil are you obsessed with? Wake up quickly! I was confused repeatedly in my heart, and he didn't dare to look up at the expressions of the people under him.

"Brother Song, why are you softened before you can relieve yourself? Are you sick?" Gong Lixin let Song Haoran press on her, holding his weak spot in her hand, and asked worriedly.

Am I sick? Who caused it? Song Haoran suddenly looked up, his forehead twitched at the ignorant boy, and suddenly felt very powerless. Li Xin is still a child. Although he has matured a lot recently, he is still a child and doesn't understand anything! At this moment, Song Haoran clearly realized this and felt indescribable loss.

Maybe I should stay away from him or just find a woman. Although I thought so in my heart, the heavier sense of loss immediately pressed on my heart, making all his struggles futile. Leaving the boy, he felt heartbroken after thinking about it for a moment. Life is worse than death, so where can I still have the heart to find a woman? In this world, Li Xin’s meaning to him is irreplaceable to anyone! He wants to accompany Li Xin until the end of his life.

Thinking of this, a thunder slid across Song Haoran's mind, making him stunned on the spot.

Seeing his sudden stiffness, Gong Lixin raised his upper body slightly and was about to ask, but heard the footsteps of Lin Wenbo who were gradually approaching the door.

"Brother Song, take care of it quickly, Brother Lin is here." He reminded softly, pushing Song Haoran's hard chest.

"Hmm? OK." Song Haoran came back from the shock, looked at the boy beneath him with burning eyes, trying to hold his red lips and suck hard. When his head was hanging down, he was afraid to scare him, making him alienate himself, and finally he could only settle for the second best, kissing him gently on the corner of his mouth with a pious and cherished manner.

"Li Xin, grow up quickly! Brother Song is waiting for you for two years. Hum?" He hid his eyes so strong that there was a true love. He stroked the boy's tender cheeks and whispered.

"Okay!" He thought Song Haoran was talking about something about becoming stronger and enjoying before, so he nodded and his answer was loud and crisp.
Chapter completed!