Costume Mountains and Rivers

When Shen Peinan arrived home, only Mrs. Jin was greeted in the hallway, Lao Liu and Qing He were not there, he changed his clothes, wiped his face in a hurry, then went upstairs to look for Qing He, only to see that slim little bird lying on the bed weakly after taking a bath. On the bed, wearing only silk pajamas, most of her bare back was exposed, and several places were bruised.

Old Liu took a bottle of safflower oil and was applying medicine for him. Qing He couldn't bear the pain, and every time Lao Liu pushed him, he would groan. From Shen Peinan's perspective, he saw a pair of white eyes exposed under the quilt. He curled his toes with a snort, like a bullied child.

Lao Liu is old but has good ears. When he heard movement at the door, he turned around and saw that it was Shen Peinan who was going to salute. Shen Peinan made a silent gesture and approached lightly. He took the safflower oil from him and sent it away. After leaving Lao Liu, he sat by the bed and rubbed the medicine for Mo Qinghe with his own hands.

He is a person who has rolled on the battlefield, and he knows all about bruises and injuries. He pushed Qing He's back with warm palms stained with safflower oil, and stroked down along the spine, with just the right amount of pinching.Qing He moaned that she was getting better, and directed Shen Peinan up, down, left, and right.

He said lighter, Shen Peinan lighter, he said heavier, Shen Peinan added a little more strength, the muscles on Mo Qinghe's back were hardened due to years of practice, and looked as smooth as a young master who had never been out of the house. Only then did I know that I had suffered.

Shen Peinan used the heels of his palms to make circles between his two shoulder blades, rubbing away the clumped muscles. His strength was great, and when he pressed the bruises, the pain was so painful that it made people bite their teeth. With a strange refreshment, Mo Qinghe was so served that her hands and feet fluttered, and she broke out in a profuse sweat.

"Uncle Liu, your skills are really amazing." Mo Qinghe rested her arms on her pillow and narrowed her eyes comfortably: "If the teacher is half as considerate as you, I will suffer less."

Shen Peinan didn't make a sound, but smiled with the corners of her lips curled up.

Mo Qinghe moved her body and pulled out an embroidered pillow to rest her chin: "Fortunately, those people were afraid of the teacher's seat and shouted loudly, but they didn't really fight. It's just that the reputation is not good, so after such a toss, I didn’t have the face to go out for ten days and a half months.”

As he spoke, he sniffled: "Actually, I haven't spent a whole night with him. Do you think those who served him before were also torn apart by him every day?"

Hearing what he said, Shen Peinan felt angry and wanted to laugh, and saw that although his back was bruised and purple, the line from the back of his neck to his buttocks was smooth.Qing He has practiced kung fu since childhood, and his body is thin but not weak. A shallow depression extends from the spine to the gluteal groove. When he moves his shoulders, the muscles in his back stretch accordingly. painting.

Shen Peinan suddenly became interested in playing tricks on him, put down the potion and pulled Qing He's pajama pants down, but Mo Qinghe didn't react, only felt his ass cool, and was greeted with a slap, with a crisp sound.

This time, it was just for flirting, and the hitting was very level, when the palm touched the flesh, it stopped suddenly, it sounded loud, but it didn't use much strength.

Unfortunately, Mo Qinghe was pushed to the ground by someone on the road, her buttocks were bruised a lot, her tail bone was sore and sore, and she was pressed to death by Shen Peinan the day before, and at this moment, her whole body was the most painful. The untouchable is the ass.

Shen Peinan slapped him dumbfounded, and immediately let out a scream, like a live fish on a chopping board, grabbing the quilt and jumping forward for half a meter.

"Uncle Liu, what are you doing!" Mo Qinghe's face turned pale with pain, and she turned around with a gasp, just in time to have a close-up face-to-face with Shen Peinan. Roll wanted to sit up, but he failed to grasp his balance, Gu Lu suddenly rolled off the edge of the bed, sat on the ground with his buttocks bare, panting.

The piercing pain in the tailbone almost made him jump up, but Qing He couldn't move, the back of his head was leaning against the cold edge of the bed, his two long legs were spread apart, and tears burst out of his eyes.

Shen Peinan was frightened by his reaction, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab him: "Does it hurt?"

Mo Qinghe endured the pain, and stared viciously at Shen Peinan's face through a layer of water mist. He was accumulating grievances from being beaten and scolded, and being misunderstood by his lover. My stomach is twitching, thinking that all the embarrassing things of my life have happened today.

He didn't dare to hit Shen Peinan, he didn't dare to scold him, he hated him so much that he could only be careful, the anger in his heart had no place to vent, he simply closed his eyes, and smashed his fists on the bed frame with all his strength.

"You kill me, you'll be happy if you kill me!" Mo Qinghe became so ruthless that she didn't even have time to lift her trousers, and pounded her fists on the copper bed. Just come to practice, you all come to practice!"

Shen Peinan didn't know how he was being bullied outside, and was confused by his sudden attack. He restrained his body with one hand, and tightly grasped his wrist with the other. Mo Qinghe was thin, but not weak, with arms like An old vine dragged Shen Peinan's hand and slammed it against the bedpost indiscriminately.

"Are you suffering from hysteria or are you insane!" Shen Peinan let out a thunderous roar, and folded Mo Qinghe's arm in front of his chest with all his strength, and then grabbed his other scratching hand, both wrists Together, they cut back suddenly, picked up Mo Qinghe like a chicken, and pressed him on the bed.

"What's the fuss when you're injured all over the body! Save your energy and talk!"

Mo Qinghe's side face was pressed under the soft fluffy quilt, and he kept shaking his head from side to side. He struggled vigorously, but looked very embarrassed, his trousers fell to his knees, exposing his thighs and snow-white buttocks.

The summer night was still hot, and the air was hot. This battle made both of them sweat profusely, panting like calves.

Shen Peinan put his knee against Mo Qinghe's leg, and pressed his voice to threaten: "Should I still beat you? If you are not convinced, I will let you go, shall we do it again?"

Mo Qinghe was already bored, after listening to this sentence, he seemed to risk his life. A carp jumped up, but his arms were locked behind him, and his shoulders were almost dislocated. He grinned in pain, and the pain on his waist With a loss of strength, he fell into the bed again.

Mo Qinghe's voice was almost grief-stricken: "I can't beat you, can't I beat you? What are you trying to do? What's the use of trampling me to death!"

"Serving you with good intentions for a long time, why did it become a violation?" Shen Peinan pressed him with one hand instead, freed his right hand to lift his pants up, and touched down from the back of the neck along the spine, "Stop beating, you This fist is so hard, if it breaks Mr. Zhou's bed, I won't pay for you."

Mo Qinghe was pinned upright on the bed, and the corners of her eyes burned with anger.

Seeing that he stopped struggling, Shen Peinan helped him sit up, and put the pajamas thrown on the bedside on him. He wanted to ask where Mo Qinghe and Liu Chu had been in the afternoon, but when he looked down, he saw the bruises and bruises on Qinghe's body. The bullet marks on his chest made his heart soften.

Mo Qinghe was aggrieved and sat on the edge of the bed with her legs hanging down, buttoning up her pajamas one by one, deliberately turning her head to avoid looking at Shen Peinan.

Shen Peinan pushed back the white gauze curtain, leaned over and touched his face with one hand, and said softly, "Does it really hurt?"

Mo Qinghe's two shoulders were in hot pain, she still pressed her lower lip stubbornly, and shook her head vigorously: "No."

Shen Peinan pushed his forehead: "Nonsense, what are you doing if it doesn't hurt you howling like a pig? Turn around and rub it for you."

Unexpectedly, he didn't know what to do with his hands, so he exerted too much strength all of a sudden, Mo Qinghe's back hurt, her butt hurt, she couldn't sit properly, she swayed like a tumbler for a long time before she sat up straight, and looked at Shen Peinan resentfully: "No need, you Let Uncle Liu come."

Seeing Mo Qinghe's blatant resistance, Shen Peinan was not only not angry, but also found it funny: "You son of a bitch has a bad temper. Although your ass is worthless, I really don't want to show it to others. Lie down and lie down and don't be rude. If you don’t listen to me, I’ll hit you.”

After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Mo Qinghe's waist and picked him up in the air, turned over and threw him on the bed, grabbed his trousers, poured some safflower oil, rubbed his warmed palms for him, and said patiently: " In front of many people, the patrol team didn't dare to go into details, how did you fight with people so well, what about Mr. Mo?"

Mo Qinghe got angry when she thought of her senior brother, and immediately dragged a pillow and buried her face in it, holding her breath and not speaking.

Shen Peinan recalled the scene in the morning, made a rough guess in his heart, put down the medicine bottle, and lay on the bed beside him: "Did you get scolded by your brother for what happened in the morning?"

Mo Qinghe couldn't dodge him, and nodded with red eyes: "Master doesn't want to see this kind of thing the most in his life. Brother should reprimand a few words. It doesn't matter. I bumped into someone on the way back from hiring a rickshaw, and everyone surrounded him." Watching the fun, someone recognized it and said that I am with you, yes..." Mo Qinghe glanced at Shen Peinan's expression, shook his head and said, "You better stop listening."

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Shen Peinan knew that it was not a good thing, so her face darkened: "Say it."

Mo Qinghe muttered: "...traitor and running dog."

As soon as he uttered these four words, a burst of vengeance suddenly rose in his heart.

"I got started after shouting and shouting. Fortunately, the police came in time."

Shen Peinan's face was gloomy, he pinched the first button of his shirt and tugged it twice, loosening the neckline, the line of his jaw was extremely sharp because of his seriousness at this moment, his lips were tightly pursed into a line, he was suppressing his anger.

Mo Qinghe, those who want to do bad things always cover their hands with their fig leafs. Now that they are exposed, they must be furious, so they shrugged their shoulders and prepared to be beaten.Unexpectedly, Shen Peinan was silent for a long time, sighed a long time, sat up and said: "Let them say it, as long as people are fine. The patrol team arrested a few troublemakers, and now they are all locked up in the police station. Go and find out tomorrow." , see if the leader is inside."

"Don't cause trouble for me in the future, and remember to take the car at home when you go out." Shen Peinan's expression relaxed, and he rubbed his hands on Mo Qinghe's waist twice, "I have been wronged by following me, and I will suffer even more in the future." That's good for you to know."

Mo Qinghe's eyes widened. He didn't expect that with Shen Peinan's cannonball-like temper, he would recognize the traitor's hat without saying a word. It was as if a heavy punch that had been brewing for a long time hit the cotton, not only did it not hurt others , but flashed his own waist.

Mo Qinghe couldn't understand his thoughts, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you angry when they say that about you?"

However, Shen Peinan was just silent, and was about to leave after sitting for a while. Looking at his broad shoulders and muscular chest, Mo Qinghe felt a burst of contempt in his heart, followed by disappointment, a disappointment that he couldn't even describe himself, depressed Breathless.

He let go of his anger, lifted the quilt and got in, turned his back on Shen Peinan, and said sarcastically, "The general is truly a hero."

As soon as Shen Peinan stood up, he stopped his movements when he heard the words, turned his head and said, "It's useless for you to be sarcastic, I'm doing my own thing, and I don't need to care about other people's mouths."

Before Mo Qinghe could answer, he suddenly raised his voice, "What about the traitors? All of them shouted to fight against Japan and save the nation, but they were actually more cowardly than bears on the battlefield. With the Japanese equipment and ammunition, can we afford to fight until the bullets?" It’s not your own people who suffer from starvation. If you fight, you will perish. If you don’t fight, you will still have a chance to negotiate a peace, but you will lose a little money and coal and steel. Look at the injuries you got today. These mobs deserve you to come back with me horizontal?"

Mo Qinghe was completely irritated by this remark. He didn't expect that Shen Peinan was really a complete capitulator. He tossed and turned twice on the bed. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he simply kicked the quilt with his feet, sat up and stared at Shen Peinan , said sternly: "What you said is wrong. If you fight, there is always a chance of winning. If you don't fight, you will be enslaved for the rest of your life. I didn't lose a bit of the punch today. Anyone who is willing to fight is a man. Mo Qinghe has such a Fans, it's worth it."

Seeing that he was serious, Shen Peinan was surprised and said: "You've taught me a lesson, you said you are a little Tsing Yi, you can sing tricks well and serve people well, what do you think about every day?"

Mo Qinghe subconsciously wanted to prove herself because she had been beaten by her senior brother during the day. Regardless of her injuries, she jumped out of bed with bare feet, and caught up with Shen Peinan in two or three steps. Knives and guns, but in the opera, it is said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country, and I understand it."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his face and stared straight at Shen Peinan: "General, based on what you said just now, I really look down on you."

Shen Peinan was always on fire, everyone knew that he doted on Mo Qinghe, Qinghe was robbed on the street, and it was his own face to refute, but the situation forced him to tie up the instigator and give him a gasp to vent his anger.He couldn't be at peace even when he got home, the little bird in front of him seemed to have been beaten, he didn't scold those who beat him on the street, he insisted on catching himself to provoke him again and again, Shen Peinan controlled the expression on his face, raised a finger and pointed at the copper. The canopy bed said in a deep voice, "Shut up and go back to sleep."

Mo Qinghe stood barefoot on the ground, clenched her fists, and lost her temper: "No!"