Qiang Jin Jiu

Fresh vegetables are hard to find in winter, but nowadays, all of them sell green vegetables at high prices. Xiao Chiye was rewarded by Li Jianheng. Tonight's dinner table had a raw and crispy cucumber shred.

"Small dishes are good for eating, soothing the spleen and clearing the turbidity [1]." Xiao Chiye took a bowl of hot soup and pushed it to Shen Zechuan.

"As the saying goes," Shen Zechuan wiped his hands and took his seat. "Dedicate your diligence to nothing and steal if you don't commit any crimes. What's the second son asking?"

"There are more things to be commanded," Xiao Chiye said, "let's talk as you eat."

Two people move chopsticks together.

There was no one else in the room. Two bowls of rice quickly reached the end, a dish of cucumber shreds was also cleaned, and neither of them touched the dishes.

"Happy New Year, my master is about to enter the capital." Xiao Chiye drank the soup. "If Master Ji Gang is empty, he can let the two elderly people see each other."

"He Xinsui is still a Hongmen banquet. It needs to be clear." Shen Zechuan put his chopsticks, "My master doesn't make a bet."

"He is new." Xiao Chiye said, "Ji's family has only two of them in this generation, and they haven't seen each other for many years."

"It's easy to say, I will back up my gift and ask Master to go out." Shen Zechuan was full.

Xiao Chiye saw him stand up and said, "I'm still resting in my room tonight."

Shen Zechuan looked back, smiled, and said, "I wouldn't run. Of course, take a bath. You should use it slowly. I'll go first."

Speaking of picking curtains, I went to wash myself.

Xiao Chiye called someone to withdraw the seat and stood by the window to see that it was snowing outside. He turned his head and saw the shadow of Shen Zechuan through the hazy curtain.

Shen Zechuan took off his outer shirt, as if peeling off a rough shell, exposing the fresh and juicy moisturizing meat inside. When he untied his waistband, the arc of his back neck jumped into the orange awns, as if to cover the smooth part with a delicate touch again.

Across the curtain, it's like tickling across a boot. The lust, lust, and confusion are magnified and scattered. They wander aimlessly around the limbs, and they are so restless that they can't help but have rough thoughts. People like jade are nothing, Xiao Chiye most cares about Shen Zechuan's desire.

His eyes, his smile, he seems to have been spreading this color intentionally or unconsciously.

"Come and hug me."

"Come and touch me."

"Come and sweat in my heart."

This desire | like drizzle, not aggressive, but unknowingly invaded. However, Shen Zechuan himself seemed to be unaware. He left another kind of indifference opposite to color | desire, throwing away this extremely contradictory trouble and let others think.

Xiao Chiye did not want to continue thinking, he was keenly aware that this time the "eagle" was not so tamed. He can only be his own master, and he can't stand such an easily evoked impulsive self.

Xiao Chiye turned his head, closed the window, and went to the bathhouse.

***

The two of them slept each other across the pier, back to back, breathing smoothly, as if asleep.

Xiao Chiye pressed his fingers against his bones and thought of many things.

This bone finger is not his thing. At first it belonged to Feng Yisheng of Suotianguan. Feng Yisheng died in battle, leaving his finger to Zuo Qianqiu. Zuo Qianqiu wore this finger, became famous in the Tian Feiyi battle, and shot and killed his wife.

As a result, Zuo Qianqiu turned his head white, and was stunned. The fame is done, but the person is dead. Zuo Qianqiu can no longer go to the battlefield, his pair of hands that once sacrifice Tian Fei's demise, can no longer hold the bow freely.

Xiao Chiye followed Zuo Qianqiu as a child and asked him, "How did you shoot your wife?"

Zuo Qianqiu grinds his strings and says, "Do you really want to be a general?"

Xiao Chiye nodded.

Zuo Qianqiu said: "Then don't get married. The generals are killed in hundreds of battles. This is actually not terrible. The terrible thing is that there are choices for the generals. What you want and what you have to bear are all different things . "

Zuo Qianqiu looked at the bow lonely, and the wind on the grassland blew his white hair. He said bluntly, "I hope you will never fall into that kind of despair. When people reach that point, they will die no matter how they choose."

"You saved tens of thousands of Tian Feiyi," Xiao Chiye lay on the railing, "why don't you name it?"

Zuo Qianqiu laughed and said, "Because I died."

Xiao Chiye grew into his teens before he understood Zuo Qianqiu's words. Tian Fei was in a war, and Zuo Qianqiu's beloved wife was captured. He could only choose one in the open battle and closed battle.

Zuo Qianqiu did not choose any, he went out of the city by himself, and pulled his bow to kill his beloved wife.

Legend has it that the arrow was the most stable in his life. That night's torrential rain, no one knows if he cried aloud, and no one knows when he had gray hair. When the dawn dawn retreated, Zuo Qianqiu stood on the white bone and collected the body for his wife.

From then on, "Lei Shen Yutai Zuo Qianqiu" rose to fame, respected him, and scolded him in his back. A man's ruthlessness has become this way, and ordinary people only think that he is a flood beast, as if they were generals, and they are born so ruthless.

Xiao Chiye cherished the finger, but he was also afraid of it. He was afraid that he would be in a dilemma one day, so he never liked it lightly.

Chen Yang has been with him for so long, and he still does not know his preferences. What wine he loves, what food he wears, what clothes he wears, all the real and false are mixed, no one can tell clearly.

From the north, from the north!

As if only these two words were his lifeline that he could not hide, he had tasted the feeling of being controlled by others because of sex, how could he seek trouble for himself again.

Xiao Chiye sat up silently and looked at Shen Zechuan. He raised his hand, and with a little effort, he could kill the desire.

When Shen Zechuan fell into a nightmare, he frowned with cold sweat when he frowned, and his back was already slightly wet.

Xiao Chiye looked down at him and saw Shen Zechuan he had never seen before.

Shen Zechuan sank in the tide of blood and was soaked, he touched it with blood. This dream repeats every day, every day, he feels that he is going crazy.

Shen Zechuan suddenly twitched slightly, his tight lips slowly loosened, and whispered something with cold sweat.

He was so helpless.

Xiao Chiye woke up like a dream and got something else from that deep fear. He looked at Shen Zechuan, watching a prey like a giant beast.

Shen Zechuan is not invulnerable. In addition to the inexplicable temptations and fears, they are even more indifferent to the same disease.

Shen Zechuan felt tired, he would no longer cry in his dreams, and would no longer struggle to stab the body. He recognized the nightmare, and he knew Ji Mu was dead.

Faster.

Shen Zechuan was like a person who looked indifferently.

Hurry up.

He urged violently and slyly, and even wanted the blood to splatter more, and wanted the snow to fall even more. How else to show off this nightmare? He had no fear, the flesh and bone marrow were soaked! He is a carnivorous wild dog, and dirty water and aversion are just evidence that he is alive.

Shen Zechuan opened his eyes sharply, reached out his hand against Xiao Chiye's chest, and within a few moments, said with cold sweat, "Can't you sleep?"

Xiao Chiye's chest is very hot, and through the thin fabric, he can feel the cold of Shen Zechuan's palm. "Eat too full," he said.

Shen Zechuan said: "I opened my eyes late at night to see the individual, and those who encouraged him should be scared to death."

"I heard you calling me," Xiao Chiye said without changing his face. "You have to hear clearly if you are calling me."

"I scold you for not being in a dream." Shen Zechuan was burned to his fingertips by his body temperature, and he wanted to take it back.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chiye put his hand back again and said, "Are you cold?"

Shen Zechuan was still wet with a pair of crickets, and smiled slightly, and said, "Yeah, I'm so cold."

He changed back to the tempting Shen Lanzhou. He didn't care whether Xiao Chiye was tempted or not. He was born with such a skill and was a bad person.

Xiao Chiye took his hand, pressed the head of the bed, sniffed his smell in the darkness, and said, "You fell into my bed, and you knew what I was thinking every night. You said that I am terrible, Shen Lanzhou , The great person is you. "

"Ah ... what can I do?" Shen Zechuan was still a little dumb, and said indifferently, "I did nothing."

"I want to do it," Xiao Chiye stared at him, "I want to do it."

"Another way to make me die," Shen Zechuan let him hug his hands. "It's too helpless to die on the bed."

"I changed my mind." Xiao Chiye stroked Shen Zechuan's wet hair with his free hand, like looking at the jewelry he bought, "I don't want you to die."

Shen Zechuan said, "I advise you not to bite this neck."

"Lanzhou," Xiao Chiye called with a sigh, jokingly, "I didn't bite, would you let me go?"

Shen Zechuan looked at him.

Xiao Chiye said, "Do you tease me?"

"Pleasure," Shen Zechuan felt Xiao Chiye approaching, "seeing the pitiful look of a little wolf helpless, I'm so happy."

"Then we can be more happy." Xiao Chiye said, "The queen mother can't bear it. What did she promise to give you? Throw it away, I will give you more."

"Hmm ..." Shen Zechuan laughed. "I guess what you give me doesn't include freedom. Xiao Er, why you never know, what you want is written in your eyes. You want to lock me now, is not it?"

"I want to make a gold chain," Xiao Chiye said. "It's a shame not to wear anything on this neck."

"Dog chains were originally used to tie wolves." Shen Zechuan and his nose sniffed and said, "I also want to make a gold chain around your neck and say a word."

"Don't." Xiao Chiye raised an eyebrow. "You can't beat that little Lu Lu clean."

The tip of both noses almost touched, and Xiao Chiye's fingers pulled against Shen Zechuan's wrist, and they became red.

Xiao Chiye said, "Since it has--"

Shen Zechuan raised his head and kissed his lips. That soft touch, with a cool mockery.

"Do you want to go crazy?" Shen Zechuan's eyes went crazy, he murmured, "Do you dare? Tear me and try it, Xiao Er, I don't care."

Xiao Chiye's tight string snapped off, and the already turbulent waves burst out. He laughed and instigated during this ridiculous action, and suppressed people severely, as if biting Shen Zechuan and kissing back.

Color | To be mixed with murder, hatred entangled with mercy. Who is more hateful and poorer of the two of them?

Tongue crisscrossed in the wet kiss, Xiao Chiye kissed Shen Zechuan, and Shen Zechuan responded to him as best he could. There was an ambiguous licking sound between the lips and teeth, which burned two abnormal people.

Xiao Chiye suddenly squeezed the palm of Shen Zechuan's wrist and let him hold his back to bring him intimately.

Hate each other.

Dirty the dirty stain of your own, so that hatred becomes a constant thread. It's too painful to live like this. The roar in the night can only be heard by oneself. It's better to bite together and become a kind of dependence.

This life is bad enough.

The author has something to say: [1]: from "Suiyuan Food List"

Everyone in the comment area can play freely. Being happy is the most important and friendly discussion. Before the third chapter, I wanted to be, I felt that Xiao Er was a scum of corrupted personal character, and then brushed the negative children. I hope that everyone will see and stop replying. No matter what the girl says, let the girl brush casually, just be happy.

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