Eternal Burning

Strong and powerful arms wrapped around me from behind, scorching hot breath around my neck: Teacher, stop drinking, let's do something more refreshing, shall we?

My body froze when I heard that. Other things that are more refreshing... His hints are already obvious, and I am not at an age where I don't understand anything, so I naturally know what he is referring to.

The age of 20 is the age when the spirit is strong and it is easy to indulge in everything. It took so long for Shang Muxiao to mention it again, I think he is quite able to hold back.

Couples who are in love, if they have a body massage once a week, will feel cold. Besides, it's been more than a week since the last time we kissed each other on the sofa.

Besides... ever since I found out that I can still feel after using it, abstinence has become a very difficult thing for me. Especially when I realize that happiness is so easy to come by.

It is undeniable that my expectations for this matter are not much lower than Shang Muxiao in a sense.

I...I'm going to take a shower. I got rid of him and didn't even bother to change the CD, so I rushed into the bedroom with my head down.

The water washed over my body, turned off the shower, I wiped my body, and looked at myself in the mirror.

The skin is slightly pale, showing a little sickness, but the background color is clean and there are no spots and fine lines. Look at the soft legs of the lower body...

Whiter than face.

With a sigh, I started getting dressed.

No matter how much the physio complimented me on my maintenance, I knew that my legs were still a little different from healthy men.

They don't have thick and firm muscles, and they don't have that much fat. The bones between the soles of the feet and the ankles are clear and distinct, and they are so weak that they seem to be broken if they are broken. At first glance, it looks like the legs of a pair of girls.

Even I dislike it, and Shang Muxiao obviously doesn't like it.

After getting dressed, I went out of the bathroom and saw Shang Muxiao had also taken a shower and was lying on my bed playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing me coming out, he threw the phone aside, turned over, patted the position in front of him with his chin up, and said, Come here.

Tristan and Isolde in the living room continued, listening to the content of the second act.

Tristan's uncle, the king of Cornwall, ordered Tristan to travel to Ireland to welcome back Princess Isolde as Queen of Cornwall.

Tristan and Isolde gradually fell in love with each other, but they had to be fooled by fate and couldn't stay together.

In desperation, the princess ordered her maid to prepare poison and die with Tristan. However, under the wrong circumstances, the last thing he took was the love drug that the maid had exchanged.

Driven by the nature of medicine, the two could no longer restrain their inner feelings, and they were entangled in each other...

The full and exciting duet of men and women echoed in his ears. Obviously, Tristan and Isolde had taken the love drug and couldn't extricate themselves.

I touched the bed, hesitated for a moment, and turned off the light. In the darkness, only the vague outline of Shang Muxiao could be seen.

how? Are you shy? Shang Muxiao grabbed my arm accurately and dragged me to the bed.

I hugged him silently, resting my forehead on his shoulder.

let's start. Even though I couldn't see anything clearly, I closed my eyes uncomfortably and groped his body down.

Before I reached my destination, Shang Muxiao stopped me.

Don't worry, I'll come first... He squeezed my wrist and pressed his fingers on the pillow.

With hot fingertips, he unbuttoned my pajamas one by one from bottom to top, and then went down my chest, all the way to my belly, hooking my pajama ties.

I swallowed, subconsciously trying to block, and just after I moved, Shang Muxiao lowered his head and kissed me as if he could predict my movements.

The direction of my fingers changed in an instant, I held Shang Muxiao's side face, as if I was also addicted to the drug of love, and there was only lust for him in my heart.

The author says:

It is said that Wagner was deeply influenced by Schopenhauer's The World of Will and Representation in the creation of Tristan and Isolde. If you are interested, you can listen to it. This story is very interesting. Wagner had a good relationship with Nietzsche in the early days, but the two broke up in the later period. The reasons are different. Among them, the most likely and most important point is that Nietzsche believes that Wagner's music is no longer just music. He added too many religious elements. , has a strong purpose, the utilitarianism is too heavy, and it is no longer pure. (Accept the rebuttal, this is just a point of view, I can't tell why the two broke up)

Chapter 32 I'm Greedy

The ship carrying Tristan and Isolde swayed in the wind.

The drug of love catalyzed everything, making them disregard etiquette, abandon their enmity, and only have each other in their eyes.

I was like a mustard boat, floating and sinking in the wind given by Shang Muxiao, struggling to survive.

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Isolde, who couldn't hold back his longing, sent a signal to finally meet Tristan in the garden.

The fire of love ignited the two, and in the night, the gorgeous duet sang louder than louder, accompanied by surging music

Song is the ultimate joy, the ecstasy of desire, and the desperate pursuit of love.

Even if the dawn is approaching, even if this love is not tolerated by the world, taking advantage of the undisturbed night, I will fight to the death and exhaust every ounce of energy.