Costume Mountains and Rivers

He grabbed Shen Peinan's hand, tensed his legs, and tried his best to restrain himself for a while.Sensing his trembling, Shen Peinan unbuttoned his pajamas, rubbed up and down along that flexible waist, and covered his chest with his palm, and his two nipples were hard. When touched by Shen Peinan's palm, Mo Qinghe sucked tremblingly. With a sigh of relief, the body that was still stiff just now softened all of a sudden, lying on his side curled up, actively rubbing Shen Peinan's front end with his rear hip.

He was made extremely sensitive by the drugs, Shen Peinan was not in a hurry, kneading his nipples with both hands, admiring the way the person in his arms twisted his waist and swayed his hips, waiting to be filled.Mo Qinghe turned her back to him, panting heavily, took the initiative to pull her trousers down to her knees, and then tried to swallow the thing that could quench her thirst, but it finally got stuck in the hollow between her buttocks , Slumped waist and swallowed inch by inch, the usually tight hole is extraordinarily soft today, opening and closing, like a warm and smooth mouth, waiting to swallow the full thing and suck it .

Shen Peinan held him tightly in his arms, and asked him in a low voice: "You want to be fucked so much?"

"The medicine is too strong, it hurts inside." Mo Qinghe frowned, gritted her teeth and said, "Come in."

Shen Peinan was dissatisfied with his attitude, kicked off the quilt, looked at his tight bare back, then opened his buttocks, and put the front end against the acupuncture point, but did not go in, deliberately leaning on his ear and whispering: "You Isn't he very strong? Why is he clamoring to fight against Japan and save the nation during the day, but begging to be fucked at night? Do you know how shy he is? After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold the pink thing in front of him, and while flicking it up and down, Using the avatar to lightly poke between his buttocks, he asked him openly: "Is it?Do you want to be fucked by someone? Do you want to lift your ass to be fucked by a man while you are playing a woman on the stage? "

Mo Qinghe was ashamed and annoyed by his obscene words, but she was also told about her secret thoughts, a hot current rose in her mind, she bowed her waist and did not move.In the past when I first entered the social arena, when those Liyuan colleagues who came out of the hall mentioned this matter, they always acted like someone who had experienced it, saying that ordinary men always want to attack and invade when they have desires; Well, I am living less and less like a man. When the desire comes, I just want to bend down and be fucked hard.

With two crisp sounds, Mo Qinghe's buttocks were slapped firmly twice, Shen Peinan grabbed his hair, pressed his face against the thick thing between his crotches, and said in a hoarse voice: "What are you in a daze for?" ? Do you like being fucked by others? Tell me, and I will fuck you well after you tell me."

Mo Qinghe wanted to back away in embarrassment, her hair was wet with sweat, covering half of her face with scattered pieces, her ten long and thin fingers were clutching the corner of the quilt, her palms were covered with cold sweat, her whole body was shaking, she gritted her teeth and did not move. .

He smelled the man's musky scent in his nose, and his body seemed to be on fire. He was dry and uncomfortable, and he couldn't help sticking out his tongue, licking the plump purple red shaft in front of his face, and his back hole was greedy. Once opened and closed, it is really unbearable.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Shen Peinan held his face in one hand to make him look up, and asked him patiently: "What's wrong?"

Mo Qinghe felt that the medicine might have side effects, her mouth was so dry that she couldn't speak, her heart was pounding like she was about to jump out of her stomach, she couldn't help but her eyes were red, and she said intermittently: "Brother Chen, I beg you, Don't bully me, don't bully me anymore." He sat up straight, supported the bed and moved back, his whole body was so weak that he had no strength at all, just as he moved to the edge of the bed, his waist softened, and he fell onto his back with a plop. Waving his hand in the air, he grabbed something cold, and then his back felt cold, and he lay down on the ground. When he looked again, it was the desk lamp by the bedside that he had just grabbed.

Shen Peinan was stunned for a long time, then hurriedly put on her nightgown, and while laughing so hard, she carried him back to the bed, coaxing him in a low voice: "Shaoxuan, are you stupid? This is not insulting, it's okay to like being fucked by your own man." good?"

Mo Qinghe pinched his arm, shook his head, and said it was uncomfortable. Seeing that he really couldn't hold on, Shen Peinan felt a little flustered, supported his shoulders and made him lie on his side, pulled the quilt over, and covered him tightly. Stopped him, got out of bed and poured a glass of boiled water, and handed it to his mouth, Mo Qinghe held the glass and drank gulp, then leaned his forehead on Shen Peinan's shoulder after drinking, with water in his eyes, like a sheep docile.

Shen Peinan put his arms around him and said softly, "Lie down, I'll call a car to pick up the doctor."

Mo Qinghe held his hand to prevent him from leaving, put that warm finger to her mouth, stuck out her tongue to lick his fingertips, looked up at him, and said: "I want..."

Shen Peinan looked at him, and it took him a long time to understand. She pulled her hand back and yelled at him: "You fucking want to scare me to death!" The body is hugged in my arms.The duvet was warm with body temperature, and there was a smell of French perfume mixed with man's body odor. Mo Qinghe called Brother Shen in a hoarse voice, rubbed back restlessly, and teased him with her round buttocks.

Shen Peinan held him in his arms to prevent him from moving, held his waist, pushed forward vigorously, and submerged his whole body.

He doesn't pay attention to any skills when he does this, and when he comes in, he doesn't care about it. Mo Qinghe's body is extremely sensitive due to the drug, her back acupuncture point is moist and elastic, and there is no pain from the entry of foreign objects. After a few strokes, his hands and feet became soft, and he couldn't help shaking his buttocks to cater to him, rubbing his hot cheeks against the pillow, snuggling into his arms like a small animal, and actively raised his hips to let him in and out.

The wind and rain stopped outside, the curtains hung motionless, the room was dark and gloomy, echoing with the man's heavy panting and the sound of water splashing during intercourse, Mo Qinghe bowed her waist, moaning and clutching the corner of the quilt tightly , Shen Peinan's muscular body and the tight hug made him feel trapped. His whole body was sweating profusely, and his flesh and blood fit together. He was stuck in his arms and couldn't even move, as if his limbs were tied. Only his back The buttocks leaned back, bearing more and more intense impacts.

He was trembling from head to toe, turning around to ask for a kiss, Shen Peinan pushed him to the head of the bed, put his legs on his shoulders, aimed at the hole and was about to bury himself in again, Mo Qinghe pushed Pushing him, said in a low voice: "You, you wait a moment." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and groped for the head of the bed.

"It still hurts?" Shen Peinan thought he was looking for a box of Vaseline, so he stopped. Mo Qinghe shook his head, touched the light switch, turned the lamp to the darkest, and the crystal bead curtain beside the lampshade was covered by the dim light. It was shining, and the shadow was projected on the dark wallpaper on the opposite wall. He raised his hand to touch Shen Peinan's face, and hummed: "Go on, I want to watch you do it."

After speaking, he really hooked his neck, stared straight at the purple-red monster entering and exiting his back hole, watched it with gusto for a while, then went to look at Shen Peinan, watching him frowning and pushing hard, slightly closed The eyes withdraw freely, the muscles of the upper body are strong and strong, moistened with sweat and oil, and it is full of masculine beauty.Shen Peinan was halfway through, feeling uncomfortable being stared at by his loving eyes, turned his face away, and said in a muffled voice, "Is it pretty?"

Mo Qinghe nodded honestly and admitted: "It looks good."

Shen Peinan lowered her head and kissed him: "Are you comfortable?"

Mo Qinghe nodded and said, "It's comfortable."

He grabbed a pillow and put it under his waist, bringing himself closer to Shen Peinan, hugged his neck and pressed him down, kissed the fine line between the two sword eyebrows, and said softly: "Brother Shen, I I like being fucked by you, I only like being fucked by you alone."

Shen Peinan was amused by his coquettish and serious words, but deliberately said with a cold face: "You said this voluntarily. When you wake up tomorrow, don't cry and say that I insulted your personality again." After finishing speaking, he really laughed out loud, shook his head and said, "Why did I fall in love with you?"

Mo Qinghe's sanity was not so clear, she slumped on the bed, and turned her head to the side. She really began to think about this question in a daze. Opening and closing, he clashed with that dissatisfied little mouth.

The two tossed and tossed until the middle of the night, and then fell asleep in a side-lying coitus position. Mo Qinghe's thoughts were disturbed by the pills that were given by some quack doctor, and he had random dreams all night. First, he dreamed that the master took Checking everyone's kung fu with the board, a group of children stretched their waists and kicked their legs, practicing well.Then he dreamed of the fat young man who opened buds for him, chasing him with a cane behind him, he fled over the wall like a gust of wind, Liu Chu sat on the top of the wall and stretched out his hand towards him, there were many vigorous roses growing on the short white wall Flowers, he folded his hands into trumpets, put them near his mouth and shouted: "Be careful, be careful not to tie your hands."

Shen Peinan's body was exhausted and he was sleepy. Suddenly, he was kicked hard on the knee, and finally couldn't stand it any longer. He sat up suddenly, hugged his pillow, and planned to go to Mo Qinghe's bedroom to make do for the night, when he suddenly found that the light was still on. , and turned off the switch of the lamp.

The room was not plunged into darkness. Behind the half-covered curtains, a scorching moon hung in the sky, and half the bed was sprinkled with mercury-like bluish-white moonlight. Everything was extremely quiet.The door of the bedroom was ajar, and there was a gentle meow from outside the door. Seeing the light, the little yellow cat squeezed its body in gracefully, looked around between Shen Peinan and Mo Qinghe, and firmly chose the latter. With elegant steps, he jumped onto the bed with a bow, and leaned his limp little body against his neck, one cat and one person, with their heads against their heads, and fell asleep comfortably.

Shen Peinan thought it was very funny, put the pillow back, sat on the edge of the bed in a cloaked coat, lit a cigarette to relieve fatigue, took a few big puffs, and looked back at the person on the bed, feeling both funny and satisfied.

Although it was not quite as expected, the life he had been looking forward to seemed to have come true.

With his eyes half closed, he was drafting a letter to be sent to Shen Lisong, asking him to entrust his friends in Hong Kong to find a house. Judging from the news he brought back from Shandong, the war in the north has come to an end. The rain is about to come, and Mo Qinghe is his actor, no matter what happens to him in the future, the person he likes should live a luxurious, noble and decent life, waiting for him to go home in a safe place .

Mo Qinghe was tickled by the kitten's fur, and yawned with her mouth half-opened. She suddenly trembled in panic, dreaming of something, and muttered a person's name.

Shen Peinan's expression turned dark for a moment, half a cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, and he didn't pick it up in time, the cigarette butt burned a round black spot on the floor.

He heard the words Mo Qinghe mumbled, "Liu Chu, wait for me."

Mo Qinghe fell asleep until it was bright, and groping around with sleepy eyes, she found that Shen Peinan had disappeared, only a squashed down pillow remained, and the curtains in the bedroom were tightly closed, pulling the curtains with a rattle , The bright sunlight made him unable to open his eyes for a while.

It was a fine autumn weather outside, the sky was blue, the breeze was cool, and the wet smell of rain was blowing in. Mo Qinghe moved her body and found that the muscles all over her body were aching sweetly. Recalling the scene of last night, she couldn't help but feel satiated. Smiling, hugging Shen Peinan's pillow in his arms, smelling the smell left on it, his thoughts drifted far away.

No one came to give orders in the early morning, which meant that Shen Peinan was busy with business and didn't have time to enjoy breakfast with him. Mo Qinghe took a hot bath, changed into a royal blue fine silk floral damask robe and a white satin waistcoat, Along the corridor on the second floor, he walked thoughtfully to the bedroom.

He has a bit of old-school superstition in his heart, and he feels that some weird and small changes are often a sign of big things coming. For example, when he took a shower this morning, he just washed his hair full of French shampoo and suddenly found that the ring on his hand fell off. , He closed his eyes and groped for a long time before finding it in the corner of the bathtub.

The ring was bought from a Russian store, and the servant was specially asked to record the finger size. The custom-made ring is not bad at all, and it usually takes a lot of effort to take it off by herself. Mo Qinghe stood in front of the makeup mirror, staring at the cold light on the palm of her hand, Feel puzzled.

Hearing the movement, Lao Liu brought out the prepared breakfast, a plate of crab shell pancakes and sour plum soup from Yinbingzhai. Mo Qinghe stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately before going downstairs, but Lao Liu suddenly stopped him and faltered. : "Boss Mo, the teacher is getting angry. When you see him in a while, be careful what you say."

Mo Qinghe stopped in her tracks, turned her head and said with a smile: "Then I have to go and see how he lost his temper early in the morning."

Seeing that Old Liu was hesitant to speak, he waved his hands and said, "I'm talking nonsense, who has nothing to do to mess with that gunpowder barrel." After speaking, he leaned on the railing and ran down the stairs lightly and deftly.

The large living room on the first floor of the mansion is full of sunlight. A pot of lush orchid grass was moved to the center of the coffee table. Shen Peinan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, dressed in military uniform, holding a white porcelain teacup, blowing gently into it, The deputy had a gloomy expression, but raised his eyes, staring provocatively at the opposite person from above the teacup.

On one side of a long coffee table, an oriental young man in a white kimono smiled elegantly and said something in a warm voice. His Japanese was quite melodious. In order to let the other party fully understand what he meant, he deliberately slowed down his speech, smiling and nodding from time to time. head, appearing polite.

Mo Qinghe walked past the turning of the stairs, stopped and adjusted her expression. Originally, she was still a dazed face with not enough sleep. She lowered her head, raised her head again, and put on a standard socially soft smile. After officially entering the battle, he recalled the last time he received the Japanese at home, and smiled wryly to himself.

He stepped down the last few steps and walked gently through the living room. Shen Peinan and the visitor heard the footsteps and looked up at him together. After seeing the guest's face clearly, Mo Qinghe suddenly stopped walking, Can't believe my eyes.

The person who came was actually the fifth, and the investigator who came to investigate the assassination of Lieutenant General Fujiwara was the fifth Zhao who had personally carried out the assassination mission in the Yayin Club that day and should have died a long time ago!

Mo Qinghe opened her mouth wide, but saw Lao Wu standing up, leaning towards him, smiling, and greeting him in dull Chinese: "Jiuyi in Xiashuigu, Boss Mo, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me."

Mo Qinghe cast her surprised and puzzled eyes on Shen Peinan, but she saw that Shen Peinan was sitting on the sofa, looking up at him without moving. His eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing him coldly and sharply.