The general never takes off his golden armor at night

Qing He lay limp on the bed, and uttered the most vicious resentment towards the white porcelain bottle. The medicine in the bottle was unknown, not only made it easier for Yuan Su to get in, but also made his body more sensitive than before, almost like Yuan Su's. Wei Wei, he would not be able to stand it, and then he destroyed himself... Because tomorrow is a holiday, Yuan Su, who never misses a chance to eat, is even more presumptuous. Qing He can't ejaculate anything anymore. The guy in his body hasn't come out yet.Yuan Su passed a certain point, and Qing He's body felt like an electric current was passing through, his hair stood on end, and his body arched.

The sex lasted until midnight, and finally Yuan Su withdrew from Qinghe's body, and Qinghe fell asleep after being tortured.Yuan Su gritted his teeth unwillingly, is this Qing He's dissatisfaction with his job, is it a silent protest?Yuan Su, who felt that his pride was hurt, woke up Qing He, turned over and let Qing He sit on top of him, "Move yourself." Yuan Su ordered.

Qing He, "..." wanted to cry but had no tears, he was tortured and fell asleep, he was tortured, woo...too bullying...

After waking up, Qinghe stared at the white porcelain bottle with resentment, and he swore that he must find them all, throw them away, and get rid of the life of being provoked at every turn.

Just do what you say, Yuan Su has a lot of things these few days, and he will not come back until it is dark, Qing He is more courageous than before.He struggled to get up from the bed, picked up yesterday's clothes, and saw suspicious traces, Qing He's face turned red instantly.Yuan Su got worse and worse, and even used his own clothes to rub it. Qing He had no choice but to change clothes.

All the actions started from the study room. When Qinghe came to the place where Yuan Su usually worked, the first thing that came into his eyes was the couch. When he frightened Yuan Su, the two of them seemed to have rolled over it. Thinking of this Qing He didn't dare to look at it, Yuan Su played a lot of tricks on the bed, he was always bullied every time.

The bookshelf was full of books. Qing He took a book casually, and saw that it was full of annotations, and even couldn't see the original text clearly. Qing He flipped through the next book, and it was still the same.There are all kinds of books, it looks very complicated, and there are a lot of military books, densely packed on them, and even some ideas, neither Qing nor this professional have ever talked about it, forgetting the original intention, turning around, forgetting what I just drew out The book fell to the ground without putting it inside. Qing He lowered his head to pick it up, and saw a box under the desk, which was two feet high and opened it without anyone noticing it. Inside were densely packed with letters. Qing He Seeing that they were all "Qing He Shou", when I scrolled down, it was still "Qing He Shou", neatly arranged in three lines, all of them were "Qing He Shou", Qing He opened it as if inspired.

"Qinghe, I went to the southwest and met the king of the southwest..."

"Qinghe, how are you doing?"

"Qinghe, the daughter of the Southwest King has taken a fancy to me, she is a very beautiful woman..."

"I want to see you..."

Qing opened each letter like crazy, not knowing that the school should cry, Yuan Su wrote letters almost every day, and he also received some letters at the border, but he did not expect him to write so many... Yuan Su This guy...I'm afraid I'll never be able to escape his palm.

Touched and messed up, Qing He didn't find that the small porcelain bottle he hated was in the desk drawer. He washed himself in vain in a daze, and sent himself to Yuan Su's bed with his own hands. The flames in Su's eyes grew older and stronger, and a shrewdness flashed in Qing He's eyes. He pressed the hand that was still playing tricks behind his back, and turned the two of them over with skill and ease.

Thinking back to the time when Qinghe was going to attack him when he just moved, Yuan Su was in a bad mood, with a smile on his face, trying to prevent Qinghe from noticing that something was wrong with him. Have fun first, and take advantage of the moment when Qing and Shen are intoxicated, and break into the enemy's fortress in one fell swoop.The hands were not far away, and when they almost touched, Qing He grabbed Yuan Su's hand with one hand, and Yuan Su's desire mouth with the other. Grinding the top, Yuan Su almost exclaimed, the feeling of being counterattacked made his hairs stand on end.

"Qinghe..." Yuan Su pressed Qinghe's troublesome hand, grabbed the moist slice by the neck, and forcefully stuck his tongue in, sweeping away Qinghe's mouth like a storm All the oxygen in the air collapsed into Yuan Su's arms, and Qing He, who was fascinated by the bright peach blossom eyes, was easily suppressed by Yuan Su, and took advantage of Qing He's lack of oxygen to get straight to the point.

Qing He signaled what Yuan Su was going to do, and wanted to stop him, but was ignored by the guy with a smart brain, and went to the end.

"...Ah..." As a result of incomplete lubrication, Qing He exhaled in pain, "...Bastard... the daughter of the Southwest King... Who the hell is..."

Yuan Su paused, and then speeded up.How did Qing He know, no, he had to do it until he forgot about it.The guilty Yuan Su was getting faster and faster, Qing and the tortured mouth could not close their mouths, suspicious liquid flowed out from the corner of the mouth, the shamed Qing He hurriedly covered his face, hoping that the person just now was not him.