Nagato has such a slim waist

This voice was seductive and moving, and every word fell on Feng Yun's ears like a desire that was restrained under the tip of his tongue.

Feng Yun's cheeks turned red slightly and he patted his back.

"Why are you so anxious? Will I run away again?"

Pei Ran didn't speak, his eyes were full of long-simmering desire, and his gaze was hot. He pulled her white little hand down and said hoarsely: "Why do you think I'm so anxious?"

The syndrome of yang-dryness was tormenting him. He raised his head high and had a big swelling.

Feng Yun suddenly retracted his hand and said angrily:

"Meng Lang just came back. I missed you for nothing."

Pei Ran stared at her, his eyes red from holding back.

"What are you missing?"

"Have you suffered a lot outside? Look at your face and stubble. How long have you not slept a wink?"

Pei Ran stretched out his hand and clasped the back of Feng Yun's head. He retracted his arm slightly, as if his eyes were burning on her face.

For a moment, he lowered his head with rapid breathing, "It's not bitter."

His rough palms felt hot, but his stomach rumbled inappropriately.

Feng Yun heard this and felt that Pei Gou was really desperate for this matter.

"Are you hungry?" Feng Yun smiled and pushed him, "There is night food on the stove, let them heat it for you."

Pei Ran bowed his head, brushed away the broken hair from her face, and kissed her, "Just eat Yun Niang."

"There are a lot of delicious food." Feng Yun's voice was soft, which made his scalp numb with his wild eyes. "I don't know when the general will come back, so I told them to keep it ready so that they can have something to eat when he comes back. All of them are general My favorites include fairy ducks and rolling donkeys..."

Pei Ran hummed and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"It's better for a donkey to roll than for a man to roll."

"..." Feng Yun made him so angry that he wanted to laugh.

You can't avoid it, you can only endure it.

He had not repaired his appearance in the past few days, and it was hard to tell from his face. He was still a handsome and handsome general, but the light stubble fell on Feng Yun's delicate face, which made him feel a little bit uncomfortable.

She pushed him and bit him.

It was as if he couldn't feel it at all. His body, which had not been comforted for a long time, was as hard as burning iron. He sucked her hard and breathed hard, as if he really wanted to eat her into his belly. Feng Yun was so nervous that his hair stood up and his mind was confused.

"It's snowing heavily, it's frosty and snowy, you're cold and hungry, your body doesn't want it anymore?"

"No more. I'll give it all to you." Pei Madang held her waist and pulled open her pajamas. But he felt that it was not enough, so he took off his robe with one hand, revealing a strong body. He leaned down and raised his long arms. Supported by her side, the abdominal muscles visible to the naked eye undulated as if they were breathing, making Feng Yun's eyes feel hot.

"Go wash it." This was Feng Yun's last stubbornness.

"Okay." The rough palm came down, pinched her water snake-like waist, rubbed it hard a few times, took a few unfinished bites, and then stood up.

"wait for me."

The snow was falling heavily outside, and the space between heaven and earth was so quiet that many sounds could be clearly distinguished.

The snow is heavy on the branches, chirping, whistling wind and heavy breathing, one after another, one after another, like a drum beating on the heart, bringing boundless numbness and endless reverie.

Pei Madang didn't go to get the cloth, and Feng Yun also forgot to remind him.

Lingering without restraint and suppression is what Pei Man has been thinking about in his dreams for a long time. However, after longing for this, facing the beauty blooming like a flower, he still hesitates, not daring to play wantonly...

Feng Yun was confused and tense to the extreme.

He hummed, a pleasant aftertaste emerged from his throat, and veins appeared on his forehead, as if he had tried his best, but in the end he was still unwilling to hurt her. He fed her to a comfortable position and did not dare to move forward.

This is his pity.

Feng Yun was feeling full for a long time.

"General..." She raised her wet eyes and looked at the man with red eyes. She wanted to twist to make him withdraw more, but he mistook it for impatience and gasped twice before ruthlessly bumping into her.

She groaned, and in an uncontrollable burst of numbness, she straightened her back, trembled slightly, and raised her head slightly.

There are shadows in the curtain, and pearls and emeralds are swaying.

Ao Zai turned around and lay down, his head buried in his paws.

Xiaoman retreated to the outer room, but still felt that the distance was not enough. He opened the door and went out, and saw Zuo Zhong standing in the wind and snow.

When their eyes met, Xiaoman's ears suddenly turned red.

A servant shouldn't think about the master's affairs, but at her age, when she was ignorant and longing, the voice came intermittently, soft and trembling, making her heart beat like thunder. She looked at Zuo Zhong one more time, wishing she could find her. Hidden in seams...

Zuo Zhong turned his back and stood upright, like a tall and straight green pine.

He was in the vent under the eaves.

The wind is very noisy and can bury ripples that shouldn't be made.

Xiaoman looked at his straight back and turned around silently.

A gust of cold wind blew against her face, making her nose itchy from the cold, and she sneezed...

She gathered her clothes and prepared to go back to the house.

But thinking that Zuo Zhong was still there, his heart softened a little inexplicably.

Xiaoman went back to the house and took a hand stove, walked over silently and handed it to Zuo Zhong.

Zuo Zhong looked sideways at the girl's evasive eyes and moved his lips.

"Thank you."

When Xiao Man got closer, he realized that his eyelashes were all wet, probably from the cold, and he felt inexplicably distressed. "Why doesn't the left guard go inside and sit guard?"

The general was very strict, but he was very friendly to people like Zuo Zhong Jiyou. On such a cold day, there was already a guard camp patrolling the garden, and Zuo Zhong was no exception.

Even if he wasn't waiting here, the general wouldn't blame him for it.

Zuo Zhong said: "I'm fine. Come in quickly."

Xiao Man pursed his lips and said, "I'll stand for a while."

Zuo Zhong: "It's cold outside."

Xiao Man raised his eyebrows, "Why aren't you afraid of the cold?"

Zuo Zhong was silent for a moment, "I have been trained."

"Me too." Xiao Man raised his chin proudly, "I'm not an ordinary maid, I know martial arts."

Zuo Zhong stopped talking and let her go.

In such silence, Xiao Man felt a little embarrassed. Looking at Zuo Zhong's ice sculpture-like face, a surge of hot blood suddenly poured into his head uncontrollably.

At this moment, she swore that her mind was blank, that she had no obscene intentions, and that she was not thinking about anything. She could not help but stand on tiptoes and reach out her hand to touch Zuo Zhong's forehead.

The warm touch shocked Zuo Zhong.

Xiaoman was also shocked by the coldness.

It only took a moment, but he quickly took it back.

"I, I thought, thought you weren't really cold, but you were actually very cold."

Xiao Man didn't know what he was talking about, so he turned his head furiously, opened the door and walked into the room.

Zuo Zhong held the waist knife and looked at it quietly without making a sound.

……

Feng Yun leaned on Pei Man's chest, his mind was empty, he was extremely tired, and he fell asleep quickly.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a rush of footsteps outside.

Feng Yun was very sleepy and couldn't open her eyes, so she turned over and continued to sleep. Pei Mant tucked the quilt in, patted her, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's the matter?"

Outside the window, Zuo Zhong's voice seemed to have some restrained excitement, rapid and low.

"Report to the general, eight hundred miles from the capital."

Pei Madang gave a low response, put on his clothes, stood up, and gently opened the door. For fear of startling Feng Yun, he signaled Zuo Zhong to go farther away, and then said:

"Go ahead."

Zuo Zhong saw that he was disheveled but his face was extremely cold and solemn. He lowered his eyes and handed over a secret military report.

"Your Majesty was caught by the wind and cold at night, and the dragon's body was in disharmony. At this moment, the herald has arrived at Cuiyu."

After a pause, he looked up again, and there seemed to be fire burning in his eyes.

"At the same time as the news arrived, there was also a decree from the imperial court to reward the general with the gift of nine tins."

Pei Madang took it and didn't take a closer look.

"understood."

A calm voice, without any ripples.

But the wind on the snowy night was too deep and solemn. Zuo Zhong felt his heart palpitate for no reason, as if a storm was coming. He was nervous and anxious.

"The Queen Mother should summon the General soon."

Pei Madang had a dull expression on his face and hummed, "Go down. Rest for a while."

Zuo Zhong lowered his head and said, "Yes."

The two people spoke very softly. Feng Yun wrapped himself in the quilt and listened for a moment. He moved and turned over. As soon as he opened his eyes, Pei Ran came in.

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.

"Wake you up?"

Feng Yun didn't open his eyes, and tied his arms across his waist, his voice a little confused.

"The Queen Mother summons you, will you go?"

Pei Ran: "Go."

Feng Yun said nothing again.

He leaned down, his dark eyes were hot, "But there's no rush, you can do it again."

His breath fell on the base of his ears, burning. Feng Yun felt that Pei Madang was much more like Meng Lang than in his previous life. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled all over his face, but he no longer opened his eyes.

"Go and prepare. Don't let the Queen Mother down."

Pei Ran snorted, held her waist and said nothing.

Feng Yun got a little angry when he saw him being so taciturn.

"The general's mouth is of no use, it's just a matter of sex."

When Pei Man heard the delicate and soft voice, he felt an itch in the seam of his bones for no apparent reason.

He greedily took a deep breath in the crook of her neck and said in a low voice: "Isn't your waist an antidote to thirst? I'll feed you." (End of Chapter)