take in

Huh, she?What she wants is probably not as simple as you think.

Do you know why I was dismissed, so that I went to Jiangnan to avoid the limelight? "Pei Sheng has a lot of meaning.

"What do you mean? What did she do to you? Now that Sakagami is taking pills and counting the schedule, don't let her ruin the big thing."

Cheng Yi was also relieved, although he and Yongyi were cousins, he was still Pei Sheng's subordinate no matter what.

"You'll find out later."

"Then Mr. Du..." Pei Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and bright.

"He's just a toy."

he said coldly.

It seems to be telling Cheng Yi to listen, and it seems to be persuading himself.

"In any case, I will not have the slightest affection for him."

"Never."

He drove Pei Sheng away during the day, and only remembered to see where it was at night, but Wei Lan followed closely, afraid that someone who didn't pay attention would make him escape, saying that the princess was angry, and if she attacked Du Ruo again, But it will be difficult.

No matter how stupid she is, Du Ruo also regained her composure. Princess Yongyi regards herself as a rival in love, so who is her lover?Isn't it the famous General Zhenxi?

The story was really nothing more than a barnyard official and unofficial history, and the talk was lively, and it was said that the two were in love, which is not the case now, and the character of General Zhenxi was said to be pure and pure.

But who knows, he's unreasonable in private, talking nonsense about anything, making people blush.

And Yufang, after escaping from Ren Yazi, I don't know where she went.

Pity her for being such a young girl...Maybe I should apologize to Pei Sheng tomorrow, so that he can feel at ease, and if I am not sure, I am willing to send someone to rescue Yufang..."Young master," Wei Lan's voice said at the door It sounded, "Master said he wants to see you."

Only then did Du Ruo feel drowsy, and suddenly he woke up like the surface of water being smashed by a stone.

He hurriedly dressed, thinking, what interest is Pei Sheng in so late?Wei Lan opened the door and came in to tidy up for him.

She knew some sign language, if Du Ruo gestured to her, she said softly: "The master was drunk at the banquet, and he wanted to see the young master arguing after he came back."

Only after seeing Pei Sheng did he realize that he was very drunk, he was leaning on the wide chair, his clothes were disheveled, his eyes were wandering, and he was no longer firm and sonorous.

"Coming?" Pei Sheng said lazily, reaching out his hand to Du Ruo.

Du Ruo put his hand on it, and with a light pull, Du Ruo sat on his lap.

"do not move."

He buried his head in Du Ruo's shoulder, and took a deep breath with tenderness and nostalgia.

Du Ruo froze, and found that Pei Sheng's crotch was pressing against her, and she felt unhappy—it turned out that she was so anxious to see him just to vent her desire.

Pei Sheng seemed to sense that he was unhappy, so he wrapped his arms around him and let him lean against his chest.

"Still angry?" His voice was low and hoarse, speaking like a lover's whisper, it was simply breathtaking.

Du Ruo couldn't stand his tricks the most. When going back to bed was intense, listening to him talk like that, he became interested even if he was not interested. His body was soft and soft like a hot spring after soaking for a long time, his hands and feet were sore and weak, and his tailbone was itchy.

Suddenly his body flew into the air, Du Ruo hugged Pei Sheng's neck tightly in fright.

Pei Sheng was very drunk, but he had a lot of strength, even worse than usual, his arms were weightless, and he hugged him tightly, making Du Ruo's body ache.

Du Ruo was put down on the soft bed, he shrank his feet and backed away, but Pei Sheng swept Qi Luo's arm away from the couch, then bent down, propped himself on both sides, and looked down at Du Ruo from a high position.

"Are you still angry?" Pei Sheng asked again.

Du Ruo's heart tightened, and he saw Pei Sheng's face enlarged in front of his eyes, and then his lips softened, and it was Pei Sheng who took the initiative to kiss him.

Pei Sheng looked at his forehead again, and said, "Still angry?" Du Ruo pursed her lips and shook her head slowly.

He really didn't want to answer this question. He said he was angry, very angry, but when he really said it, he seemed hypocritical and boring.

Pei Sheng blinked and smiled.

"Your eyes tell me you're still angry."

Du Ruo pushed him away so that he could see his gesture clearly: what did you do, drink so much wine?Pei Sheng narrowed his eyes and said: "The son of the minister of the Ministry of Industry has been promoted and asked us to have a drink.

Hmph, there are some sour people at the banquet, those who speak in a straightforward manner, write articles, make up their minds, make suggestions on weekdays, go back to Zhisi, and scold us for leading soldiers to fight. Si, I don't know if they came to court or to quarrel. "

Du Ruo didn't quite understand, only heard that their military officials and civilian officials had always been at odds.

"Don't talk about it, it makes me unhappy," Pei Sheng pressed down again, and Du Ruo's strong body was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and he gathered around him, smelling of alcohol, "Are you still angry?" Du Ruo sighed sullenly, why? Asking again!

Onmyoji Pei: I can't love him!impossible! (drunk): Are you still angry when I’m in, baby, are you still angry? I know you’re still angry. Don’t be angry, okay? Don’t be angry. It’s not good to be angry...

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Pei Sheng tentatively bit Du Ruo's lip, but Du Ruo couldn't get away, so he had to let him mess around. Seeing that he didn't resist, Pei Sheng intensified, sucking, biting, and licking, using all available skills.

The drunk man couldn't control the strength well, biting Du Ruo's lip so badly, at first glance, it looked like a woman secretly applying rouge.

The clothes were unbuttoned at some point, and the long belt was entangled with the clothes, pushed aside, and piled up into a hill.

Under the "hill" are two overlapping arms, and the two tightly clasped hands pass under the piled clothes, like tangled branches, clinging to each other.

It was just a kiss, but the kiss became deeper and wetter.

The fused saliva wets the corners of the lips and cheeks, glowing lewdly. Once the playful lips and tongue are separated, a silver thread that is about to be broken is drawn, and then there is another round of intimate exploration.

The sensitive palate was gently brushed and swept by the soft tongue, and Du Ruo couldn't help trembling, like a wounded little animal.

But he was happy, his body was hot, and he was so hot that he was sweating, as if he was soaked in water, his body reacted uncontrollably, and his lower body was so hard that it ached.

When he slightly bent his legs, his knee touched Pei Sheng's crotch, and something hot and hard pressed against him.

He couldn't help thinking that Pei Sheng's body was as emotional as his, but was his heart also the same?Was he controlled by lust, or did his heart control lust?He thought, grinding the other party's genitals with his knees, pushing against this thing that always tossed himself to death.

He remembered that when Pei Sheng stroked him, his technique was very obscene, and he didn't know where he learned it.

Pei Sheng would touch the calf inch by inch, and then pull the straight and slender legs apart, slowly penetrate, bump against, and connect tightly together, stirring, making the sound of water, and sometimes asked Du Ruo to break the lips, but The bottom was soaked with water, slippery... "Don't push me, I'll fuck you to death."

Pei Sheng firmly pressed down his knees, inserted two fingers into Du Ruo's flower hole to stir, and then stuck to his ear and said, "It's so wet under you, it's wet and soft, and there's a lot of water flowing..." Du Ruo's body tightened He blushed when he heard it, and tried to cover up his Adam's apple, like eating a hanging grape, licking and rolling with his tongue, but he didn't eat the "grape", but it got wet instead.

Pei Sheng seemed to be smiling softly, he always liked to laugh so vaguely, and he didn't know what he was laughing at.

He asked Du Ruo to put his legs on his waist, and then fiercely bumped against him through his underwear, causing Du Ruo's body to shake and struggle unceasingly, as if someone had really been deeply penetrated.

Probably no official in the court would have imagined that General Zhenxi, who has always been serious and excellent in riding skills, would rely on the waist strength he has trained on horseback all year round, in the fragrant and misty room, on the soft bed of red gauze and silk, with a The men are entangled together, and their words are so obscene, and their actions are impatient.

Du Ruo couldn't think of it either.

He really panicked, his mind was in a state of confusion, as if he was in a dream.

Pei Sheng's handsome and profound face was still in front of him, those deep eyes never left Du Ruo, but Du Ruo was still flustered.

Pei Sheng is the general of Zhenxi, the decisive general and the famous god of war, and now he has an intersection with a mute who has lost his memory and escaped from the Jiaofang Division.

The difference between clouds and mud.

Is the person in front of him the Pei Sheng who slept with him, or the lofty Pei Menglu?Or did his Pei Sheng never exist, and disappeared forever from the moment he left Jiangnan?Du Ruo had never been so heartbroken, he could easily guess Pei Sheng's identity, and even perfectly pretended to accept the reality, but all the pretense fell apart under the comfort of his tender lips and tongue.

"Why are you crying?" Pei Sheng frowned, and lowered his head to lick the tears in Du Ruo's eyes. The tears were salty and bitter, and blossomed on the tip of his tongue, which made him bitter in his heart.

Pei Sheng didn't understand why this happened, and why his heart was twitching.

He was curious about this feeling, and went to lick Du Ruo's tears again, like a large wolf dog, licking his partner's body, feeling his partner's trembling and pleasure.

He was not satisfied with this, so he kissed from the snow-white neck to the ugly tattooed chest, with the tip of his nipple in his mouth, and his tongue swirled around the areola, making the two nipples look like bright red pomegranates dripping with morning dew Seed, Du Ruo pushed him, but he didn't move, instead he held it down without any effort