Nagato has such a slim waist

Feng Yun relaxed.

The mood is depressing and the night is lonely.

A cloud and rain is just needed to relieve the restlessness of this summer.

She simply let it rise and fall, without being frightened and dreaming...

Naturally, she didn't know how to be subtle about such thoughts.

I don't know whose breathing disturbed the silence of the room first.

The residual poison dormant in the body is resurrected by instinct and indulgence, gradually starting a prairie fire.

After not being able to vent for a long time, the man's breathing was so fast that he was slightly trembling. Feng Yun heard the muffled groan coming from his throat, and he became very excited. He was wrapped around him like a snake through a thin layer of clothing. He was shameless and just wanted to have fun. How could he be comfortable? Why is it so satisfying? She looks like she wants to do whatever she wants to him...

Her passionate response was like a pot of tung oil that kindled the fire, burning the man's love and affection into ashes.

The flames burned.

Those eyes were as deep as an animal in the dark night, holding her waist, lowering her head without retreating...

It seemed that she had been suppressing it for too long, and his kisses were fierce, causing her pain. She finally got free, but unexpectedly, he went deeper...

There was a chill in front of her.

He actually bit open the jacket with his mouth and picked it up.

My chin, which has not been shaved for a few days, rubs up against it, making it unbearably itchy...

She struggled to push away.

The muscles on the man's body were as tight as iron. He pressed her down hard without saying a word. He pulled the brocade from the pillow and placed it under her body. He knocked out a piece of softness randomly. She was dripping with sweat and moaning constantly, like a fish on his chopping board, helplessly letting herself be slaughtered... But he soon discovered that being so reckless was useless. She was covered in sweat after struggling for a long time, and it was actually difficult to get in, let alone Said happily.

"General..." she whispered, as if in a dream, never opening her eyes.

The man's throat suddenly tightened, and he pulled away from her, lowering his head and eyes.

The flower bones, which cannot be damaged by the wind and rain, are full of sweet fragrance, attractive with pink stains, and incredibly soft. His Adam's apple slipped, and his breathing became heavier. He finally held it back, stood up, and served her nicely. When she was completely relaxed, she purred and clung to him like a kitten. Just use your strength...

Feng Yun was defenseless.

My scalp went numb for a moment, as if someone had stabbed my heart, almost stopping it...

The dream was too real.

Real soreness and extreme numbness exploded in her mind...

The person in the dream took pity on her, took care of her emotions, and spent a long time letting her relax, but the dream was the same as reality. The extreme mismatch between the two did not change just because it was a dream.

She let out a whimper and screamed and trembled as he knocked her out.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" He stopped and whispered in her ear.

It was at this time that Feng Yun completely woke up.

"Ah!" She didn't see her face clearly, but suddenly she found someone on her body, inseparable from her. She was so frightened that her back stiffened, and she reflexively pushed to his shoulder and beat him hard.

"Um... murdering her husband." Pei Madang grabbed her fist and was so excited that she was so excited that he managed to swallow a small piece and spit it out. He suppressed his crazy thoughts and slowly held her face.

"Look clearly, it's me."

The dim light fell on the side of his face, outlining his handsome features.

"Yunniang, I'm back."

The moonlight-white tent is embroidered with patterns of twining peonies.

The quilt on the couch was pushed to the floor...

Ao Zai hid somewhere.

The silver soft armor was also thrown there. Under the dim light, the Piyong Sword glowed faintly.

Fragments of the dream replayed clearly in my mind.

She breathed softly, "It's really you!"

Pei Madang hugged her from the waist, his sexual energy was not diminished, he swelled like a wild beast, his veins swelled, and he pressed against her, bringing a lot of pressure...

This guy became more and more terrifying. Feng Yun couldn't bear it. He almost trembled and subconsciously wanted to escape to get rid of the strong sense of crisis.

"Yunniang." Seeing her pulling down her skirt and about to leave, Pei Madang was funny and angry. He dragged her back, put his palms on her soft waist and rubbed her gently, "It was such a big fuss just now. This Isn’t it going to work?”

Feng Yun tensed up and glared at him.

The light was dim and she could barely see his expression.

Pei Madang sighed.

After being married for so long, she still can't get used to him...

"It's me, Meng Lang." He apologized slightly, not wanting to bring her a bad experience and fear.

Feng Yun didn't know what he was thinking. He looked at him for a long time and suddenly rubbed his eyes.

After confirming that he was awake, Leng Buding put a pinch on Pei Man's arm and pinched him hard.

Pei Madang was caught off guard and screamed in pain.

Feng Yun: "It's really not a dream? It's alive."

Pei Ran:......

He lowered his head and held Feng Yun's face, touching his tongue to Yuguan, lingering wantonly until she rained down her angry fists on her shoulders, whining and biting him, and he didn't let go.

"Little beast, your teeth are sharp."

"You are a wild beast. You sneak into a girl's boudoir in the middle of the night and mess around with her. How shameless are you?"

Pei Ran: "..."

Pull her into your arms and look down at her.

"Angry?"

Feng Yun: "Why are you so angry? I have a lot of people."

Pei Ran said: "That's good."

Feng Yun:......

Doesn't he know that you have to say you are angry when you are angry?

Does he believe her when she says she's not angry?
Feng Yun felt aggrieved for no reason and pushed him, "Go and wash up."

"I've washed it," Pei Ran said.

No wonder it was wet with moisture when it was attached to my body just now.

"The general must be tired from traveling all the way. Go to sleep. If anything happens, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After saying that, she stood up and Pei Ran asked her, "Where are you going?"

Feng Yun bent down to open the cage and took out a quilt. "It's hot and I don't sleep well. I'm afraid of disturbing the general, so I went to sleep in the east wing."

Pei Ran looked deeply: "Sleep here."

Feng Yun raised his eyes and looked at him, "General, just take care of yourself, don't worry about me."

"If I don't need to care, who should?" Pei Madang stood up suddenly, grabbed her arm, pulled the quilt and threw it back into the cage, and hugged her tightly, "I will control you for the rest of my life."

This life is decided...

There was inexplicable anger in his voice.

But listening to it, there is a reassuring force for no reason.

Feng Yun didn't move and looked at him quietly.

Pei Ran hugged her back to the couch, lay down, lowered his head and kissed her on the temples, as if sighing: "I won't touch you, go to sleep."

This voice made Feng Yun inexplicably panicked. Just do it, can't you?
If you say you won’t touch it, you won’t touch it?

Pei Ran was very calm. He lay down side by side with her and talked about his trip to the northwest.

In the dark night, his voice was very low, deep and silent. The hand that was used to holding swords and guns was covered with a layer of calluses, teasing her carelessly, gently clasping her hands and twisting them slowly.

Feng Yun soon discovered that he couldn't hear a word he said...

That hand...

It made her tingle for a while.

My heart is rippling, but it is rare to feel happy.

She secretly took a breath, wanting to endure it, but couldn't help it. She leaned sideways and snuggled into his shoulder, moaning softly.

"Spring nights are too short, so let's do something else."

Pei Madang's eyes fell on her face, unpredictable, and his hands kept moving.

"Aren't you afraid anymore?"

Feng Yun looked at him and said, "A hero returns triumphant. No matter how scared he is, he should be rewarded."

Pei Ran remained silent.

It is her who is thinking of her, and it is also her who is not thinking of her.

Feng Yun also found it difficult to let go, especially when Pei Mang's expression looked too calm, as if he had never thought about it after being separated for so long...

Isn't it because you are full from eating outside?
She made up her mind.

"How about... let's sleep."

Pei Ran didn't say anything, but pulled her over and pressed her body against him. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, but his chest rose and fell rapidly, allowing her to easily feel him... She had already been going crazy with thoughts.

In such a dark environment, Feng Yun could only outline his face in his mind.

She became more obedient, resting her chin on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of a living person, and smiled softly: "It's an advantage for you."

This time he was much slower, fearing that she would be in pain and would not respond, causing her to breathe heavily and her emotions were rising, but she still couldn't make the next move.

Feng Yun raised his head to nibble on him, "General."

"Yeah." His voice was very low, and he touched her cheek lightly, "If you can't eat anymore, bite me."

He pressed his hand to her mouth, tightened his waist and abdomen, stared at her, saw her eyes closed, his jade cheeks turned rouge, and he sobbed in despair. Then he led his troops into the alley and breathed a long sigh of relief...

"Yunniang..."

A sigh was a wish that was fulfilled, a lost thing was found, and it was a rain after a long drought. The relief was so extraordinary that it made his scalp numb and wanted to burst out and tear the red and pink bones into pieces.

Feng Yun had no idea of ​​the danger, let alone a man's restraint.

The general's power was so hot that it made her lose consciousness. She couldn't bear the slow torture, so she groaned in the numbness that gradually spread, and wrapped her arms around his neck, her face flushed as if she was drunk.

"I seem to be sick again..."

How can you get sick for no reason?
I don't know whether it was an excuse for absurdity or emotion, but her whole body seemed to be soaked in sweat.

"General, general..."

"Well..." He stopped like a masochist, waiting for her to adapt for a moment before charging into the battle.

Feng Yun was idle for several months, but he couldn't hold on for long. Within a few moments, he started whimpering and twitching under the stimulation of the endless waves.

Pei Ran's eyes darkened and he groaned.

"Yunniang..."

While his breathing was turbulent, he thought of the desert swamps of Blackback Mountain and the long stretches of yellow sand...

In countless moments of life and death, he also thought of this face and these eyes. He was afraid that he would die and never see her again. He was afraid that his delicate skin and tender flesh would be destroyed by the man next to him. He was afraid that without him, she would be able to bear the burden. A world-famous face became the prey pursued by the world's heroes, became the driving force for Xiao Cheng's Northern Expedition, and became the reason why Ao Qi disobeyed his parents and fell into the abyss of unethical love...

Scenes passed by and he closed his eyes.

Such an addiction consumes heroic ambition.

The woman's long groan, with her half-asleep murmur, came out from outside the curtain, and the man's hoarse gasping and restrained breathing were just right for the ears...

Xiaoman's cheeks turned red.

Walking out the door, he saw Zuo Zhong standing under the eaves again.

It's hot and very boring.

She couldn't hand him a hand warmer or a piece of clothing like she did last time, but she had to be like last time, embarrassed and helpless, looking at him in silence amidst the charm brought by her master.

Xiaoman lowered his head silently and was about to walk away when Zuo Zhong's voice came from behind.

"I'm here to watch. You can go to the next room and sleep."

Xiaoman didn't expect that he would care about her.

Looking back, my eyes are like spring flowers in full bloom.

"I'm not sleepy."

He blushed and lowered his head.

"In a moment, the lady will pass the water to call me."

Zuo Zhong glanced at the window in the dark night and said, "Your Majesty, it will take a while. Don't wait any longer. Pass the water and I will call them."

Xiao Man pursed his lips, always feeling it was strange to discuss the master's affairs with the left guard here.

But for them, it is just an errand.

She stared into Zuo Zhong's eyes and pointed to the window next to her.

"Huan'er and Pei'er are on duty tonight. If you knock on the window, they will wake up."

Zuo Zhong hummed, and under the moonlight, he could clearly see the shy expression on the girl's face. He turned away and stood upright.

Xiao Man was not sleepy at all, and after walking a few steps, he turned around again.

"Brother Zuo, can I talk to you?"

Zuo Zhong was startled and said nothing.

Xiaoman blushed and said: "When you went to the northwest to fight, my wife and I were very worried at home. Especially in March, bad news always came. I was almost scared to death..."

She lowered her head as she spoke.

"I know." After Zuo Zhong said this, when Xiao Man raised his eyes, he said hesitantly: "Otherwise the general wouldn't have rushed back without any delay, without even going to Xijing..."

Xiao Man said, "What about you?"

Zuo Zhong was stunned and pursed his lips slightly.

"Wherever the king is, I will be there."

That's not what Xiaoman wanted to hear.

But Zuo Zhong couldn't say anything else, just like she couldn't say anything else.

"Brother Zuo, you should go to bed early. The guards in the village are very cautious. With them here, you can rest assured."

Zuo Zhong nodded, "I understand."

Xiaoman glanced at him, held the wind lantern sadly, and went to the next room.

The door creaked open.

Close it again.

The summer night wind is too hot.

Zuo Zhong sighed. (End of chapter)