I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

Shen Zhiwei and I almost had fun on the night of the siege of Fanqiu.

At that time, I thought that the future would be long, but unexpectedly, the next day, I fell into a cold war with him for several months.It was so easy to reconcile, the two of us started to sleep together again, and it was not easy to sleep well, and it was hard to imagine when you were marching under the scorching sun wearing a few kilograms of armor and felt like you were caught in a baking pan. lustful.

But when I really put him on the bed, I still find it incredible-how could I delay this matter until now?Not to mention being caught in the pan, even if I'm thrown into the flames of hell, I still want to sleep with him.

I looked down at Shen Shiwei's face.

He blew away a strand of hair that fell on his lips, and the hair brushed the tip of my nose.

No matter how you drink it, you have to unpack it first.

I tore open the skirts of his clothes, and couldn't help but try the smell on the collarbone first.After only a few mouthfuls, he unknowingly untied my belt, arched my waist, and fatted me tightly.

Neither of us are new drivers, so we should know how to tease each other slowly, but now we are like a starved ghost reincarnated, the more we eat, the more hungry we are, the more hungry we are, the more we swallow.I just wish I didn't have three heads and six arms, so I caressed, stroked and rubbed, then gnawed, kissed and sucked, smacking the bloody sweetness on the tip of my tongue, and I was afraid of missing the thin gasp calling my name in my ear.

But it's not just my lack of confidence, the creation is too unsatisfactory.We spent more energy fighting than in the past, why is it still not tight enough, there is always a gap under the bottom of the palm?

The last bit of reason tore me off the bed, and I said harshly, "Wait a minute."

The boxes and cages around are full of household items.Like the brave men in the villagers' homes, I opened the box as soon as I saw it, and finally found a long box with many small round and flat porcelain bottles inside.

I glanced at Aunt Xu's purchase list. Even Mrs. Tang has been prepared for the summer. Naturally, there should be some standing medicines. Whether it relaxes the muscles and activates the muscles or refreshes the mind, it can be used as long as it can be used.

Uncle Shen was leaning on the bedside to watch me work, with a luan pillow on his back, and a bare leg flicking back and forth boredly by the bedside.

I dumped the bottles and cans on the bed.

At this point, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Is this okay?"

He narrowly said, "Can't what?"

My face was always blood red: "Just... that!"

That's the one that got in our way last time.Qin Zhan has an animal-like part growing on his body. If he has never played a play, it is definitely more than enough to recommend himself to Emperor Wu.If the preparations are not done well, people will die.

Shen Zhiwei picked up a small bottle, pulled out the cap, and the scent of medicine rushed out.He sniffed them one by one, finally chose a flat and round one, and gently placed it in my palm: "It should be fine, should it work. Brother Qin, try it first?"

I was taken aback: "I try?"

He approached his face courteously: "It's not going well? Shall I help you?"

Now I am facing a fruit man so hard that there are bones growing in the spongy body, and I have no face to say that I am straight.But after all, one bit of my nature is immortal, that is, I never imagined that I was below.

But Shen Zhiwei is also a gentleman.

Last time was a special case, I can't take advantage of others every time.

In such a tense situation, is it possible that the two of us have to guess first?

I'm usually a modest gentleman, but now I'm not in charge, it's the selfish parasite between my legs.

The parasitic beast commanded me to grab Shen Shiwei's hand and let him feel what Huyu and Brother Lu turned on 100% mode.

I wailed and cried out, "I'm going to die. Can I go up there?"

Shen Shiwei rubbed against my tender flesh with the thin calluses unique to warriors on his belly.

His attitude towards this animal is quite gentle, but he has a sarcasm on my face: "Brother Qin wants to be a great husband, so he has to act like a great husband. How can he be so spoiled?"

……

This bitch really deserves to pump and fuck!

But why am I willing to smoke, let’s just fuck it.

There was a hazy red in front of my eyes, I don't know if it was because I looked at the bright red tent for a long time, or the blood rushed into my eyes: "Shen Shiwei, lie down honestly, let me fuck."

He licked the corner of his mouth and swallowed his saliva.

I bite on his rolling Adam's apple.

The dates that spread the tent rolled all over the ground.Scarlet red danzhu, like hearts that have been trampled upon.When we slipped out in the middle of the night, we kicked everything we stepped on under the bed in the dark.

The fruit was stuffy and boiled under the bed, and when it was illuminated by the afterglow, it was already several days later.Aunt Xu led all the servants to open the door to take a breath, the new house will welcome a newcomer tonight.

In the flower hall, Master Huang put a folding fan with ink stains on it into my hand.

He was helpless: "If you can't memorize it, just read it."

The makeup poems, but the fan words, although the methods are different, but the central idea of ​​tossing the groom has not changed throughout the ages.

On the fan are senior brother Huang's excellent handwriting, which are nothing more than some clichés.

In fact, there is nothing that cannot be memorized.

My cousin's daughter-in-law is learning Japanese. On the day of his wedding, some of our best men sang the first Japanese song together.I use pinyin as annotation, and it only takes half a day to memorize it.

But now my mind just refuses to let these poems in. After reading them for a long time, I typed them all out with a yawn.

I hid the fan in my bosom: "Thank you, brother."

He patted me on the shoulder encouragingly: "Everyone has a first experience, don't panic."

Zhuoxiu's first apprentice, experienced in personnel, and empathetic and rational, senior brother Huang is the best candidate to be my praiser.He went around the house again, making sure nothing was left behind, and urged: "There are a lot of people blocking cars, so we have to go out."

I responded, and opened the door with the determination to get out of bed at five o'clock in midwinter.

The summer night's foehn wind blows towards the face together with the joy, with a little smell of burnt vegetation, which is so hot that it can blow curly hair.

After picking up Ying Xiaolu and going home, there will be a banquet at the Qin Residence.Clusters of brocade barriers are set up under the shade of the trees, which are indistinguishable from the blooming flower clusters. They are reflected in the water by the lights and candles, which just doubles the splendor.

In the courtyard, the Qin family members stood all over the ground with their utensils in their hands. Seeing me show up, they cheered up and automatically lined up in two rows, which was more orderly than the troops I usually lead in battle.

The auspicious uniform I was wearing was starched as hard as the iron jacket I wore when I went into battle, so hard that the fan in my arms was diaphragmatic.

And there was a gorgeous cart parked at the door, and it was pulled by four bay red horses. It must be my ram in today's siege.

I climbed into the car under the expectant eyes of everyone, and someone gave me a big lacquer tray, which was filled with small lotus seeds made of copper coins and silver.

After holding back for too long in Guiyun City, he finally found a reason to loosen his muscles and bones. The car to greet the relatives immediately entered the street, and the people who blocked the car had already been waiting in full force.

It was already dark, they held candles, and as soon as the long line arrived, these dormant little flames were like frightened fireflies, and they all flew up with a "boom".

The cheers of "Er Lang Wei" went straight into the sky.Small flames rushed towards the convoy like waves.

The carriages and horses were moving slowly, I lifted the curtains, and saw that there were old and weak women and children around, and the bears and children were chasing the oranges rolling all over the ground. In front of the horse, he called his son Lang Wei, asking for real money.

At this moment, there are cheers from all sides, Ji Le is playing with all its strength, and people are laughing from the bottom of their hearts.There are different versions of the car barrier words. Qing Pi, who is chasing the car, seems to regard the main road as the scene of the good voice of China, one after another, to compete.

Er Lang Wei, Er Lang Wei.

Tonight, there is meat like a mountain, and wine like a river.

The little lady is the dragon girl of the East China Sea, and she will finally marry me, the fairy man of Gaotian.

The future of this battle is uncertain, but Ge Li's husband's family has nine clans, and his daughter's family has a thousand boxes of wealth. They are all loyal and good for generations.

One of Ying Xiaolu and I is gay, and the other is a beast in the boudoir. Not only do we match each other, but we also have the same personality. In less than two years, there will be two women who are babbling, and five men will walk together.

Everyone is happy about this marriage, but I don't know it.

I sat motionless in the dark car, and the people outside the car sang "Let's watch the reward, it's not unusual".When the car was getting slower and slower, and someone was pounding on the wall of the car, I remembered what the plate of money in my arms was for.

I lifted the curtain and got out, just as I heard the coachman throwing a cracking firecracker.

It turned out that Qing Pi of the disabled car wanted to show off, he had squeezed up and grabbed the shaft of the car, the more the Qin family who followed the car told him to get off, the more the crowd cheered for him like a showman.

Eyes met with mine, not only was he not afraid, but he pouted at the lacquer plate I was holding as if to ask for credit.

I hugged the lacquer plate with one hand and asked, "Do you want to come up?"

That Qing Pi was stunned, probably he had made a scene a thousand times, and this was the first time he encountered the groom asking such a question.

I quickly grabbed his arm holding the shaft of the car: "Then you come up! You are so happy, let's get married instead."

The Qing Pi didn't know whether he felt embarrassed, or finally remembered that I was a powerful person he couldn't afford, he put his feet back on the ground, nodded and bowed, and wanted to withdraw his hand.

I still dragged him to death: "Huh? Don't want to?"

He shook his head desperately while struggling in the opposite direction.

That's right, only I would be willing to do such a stupid thing that is willing to throw a stone at my own feet.

I let go suddenly, the green skin lost its center of gravity, and followed the car for a few steps like dancing, but still rolled to the ground and was stepped on by the people rushing up from behind.

Laughing wildly, this made everyone even happier.

I laughed too.

I threw handfuls of copper coins at the crowd, like pouring ladles of cold water into a boiling pan of oil.