Costume Mountains and Rivers

"Damn it, only cats and dogs lick this stuff." He muttered unhappily, buried himself down and took a breath, different from what he thought, Mo Qinghe was clean and had no peculiar smell, smelling a little salty , He became cruel, swallowed the bright red thing into his mouth, and sucked and vomited in and out.

When Mo Qinghe was an actor, because she had never been a real lover, she had never been played like this, her reaction was unexpectedly strong, and her soul flew away after a while, holding thatch with both hands, humming or screaming , the bottom one was swollen hard, and he was about to vomit after a long time. Only then did he know why Shen Peinan had to push it into his mouth first every time. It was so comfortable, so fucking comfortable!

He grabbed Shen Peinan's hair, let out a short groan, and panted intermittently: "Brother Shen, no, I can't stand this... No, I have to come out..."

He was trembling with excitement, Shen Peinan immediately let go of him, turned his body so that his back was facing her, cut his wrists backwards with one hand, patted his waist, and joked with a smile: "Little Babe, you are so tender."

Mo Qinghe is very flexible, she tilted her head back, her back was bent into an elastic curve, her legs were half crossed, and the red and wet thing in the middle stretched out shamelessly, trembling slightly , he was stuck on the top, his eyes were blurred, and he whispered: "I, I want more, you suck it again, and fiddle with it..."

Shen Peinan kissed his earlobe, held the thing with one hand, but stopped on purpose, and whispered in his ear: "Honey, do you want the front or the back?"

Mo Qinghe blushed, thinking that he was so bad, she turned her head and kissed Shen Peinan's lips, sucking with her tongue rolled up for a while, and said unbearably: "First, first, the front, the back, the back, wait, wait, and then ask for it." ..."

Shen Peinan hugged his chest, fiddled with the two hardened nipples back and forth, and said in a low voice: "No hurry, it will be more comfortable to ejaculate later, bear with it for now."

He wrapped Mo Qinghe in the quilt, jumped off the bed barefoot, took out a small iron box containing Vaseline from the pocket of his military uniform, held it in front of Mo Qinghe as if offering a treasure, and coaxed him in a low voice: "It doesn't hurt today, It won't hurt anymore, baby, I will listen to you tonight, touch whatever you want me to touch, kiss whatever you want to kiss, I can't help but tell me if I want to be fucked, no matter how good I am fuck you, huh?"

Mo Qinghe felt that what he said was nonsense. He was obviously the same man, so there was no reason why he couldn't help but want someone to do it, but he nodded with warmth in his heart.

The two were entangled in the grass nest, tossing and tossing endlessly. He blew twice in Shen Peinan's mouth and hands, because he held it in for too long, and he became hard again not long after he blew each time.I don't know when a strange feeling rose up in my body, my heart seemed to be scratched by a small claw, it became more and more unbearable, Mo Qinghe softened her waist, grabbed Shen Peinan's hand and stroked the perineum, dipped in ointment, Kneading all the way to the slippery hole, he was excited for a while, and suddenly realized the source of the weird taste, parted his legs slightly, and instructed him in a low voice: "Touch the inside, be gentle."

After saying these words, I also felt my face was hot and my heart was beating. Shen Peinan let him half lie in his arms, and advanced a finger. It was warm and humid inside. The finger circled around on the soft inner wall. I don’t know where it touched. Qing He groaned heavily, and grabbed his hand: "Touch there again, touch there again..."

Shen Peinan knew that there was a sensitive spot in his body. Before, he only cared about himself and didn't pay much attention to it. This time he touched it with his fingers, and then he rubbed it seriously. From one finger to three, he moved in and out more and more. The faster Mo Qinghe was holding onto Shen Peinan's arm at first, she tried her best to endure it, and then she unconsciously began to twist her waist and shake her hips, as if she had been hit by a deadly spot, her panting sound became more urgent, and she spread her legs wide, feeling comfortable She was about to cry, and some messy and gorgeous pictures flashed in her mind, all of which were her imagination of being held down and fucked by him.

He licked his lips and raised his face unbearably: "Brother Shen, I want to hear those words from you..."

Shen Peinan was afraid of neglecting him tonight, so she closed her mouth tightly on the bed and said nothing, her heart was full of desire, her face was sullen, and her whole body was covered with greasy sweat, her chest and back were shining brightly, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Baby Son, what do you want to hear?"

Mo Qinghe's whole body was flushed, and she looked at him as if she had been wronged, with clear water in her black eyes, Shen Peinan quickly thrust his fingers into his pussy, and leaned into his ear: "Captain Mo wants to be fucked!" You haven't gotten rid of this bitch after fighting for so many years, so you're not ashamed, huh?"

He held Mo Qinghe's front end and moved it up and down: "What's the use of having this set of men's things? Stop being a bitch, and only use the back from now on. I fuck you every day, in front of your subordinates, and fuck you Be a little slut, want to take off your pants when you think of me, pout your ass and beg me to fuck..."

Mo Qinghe was distracted by what he said, completely lost his mind, and shouted hoarsely: "I still want to hear, brother Shen, tell me again..."

Shen Peinan was stunned. He had shared the bed with Mo Qinghe for nearly a year, and every time he looked at him as if he was being tortured, he always thought that he was born not fond of doing such things. The whores in the low-class brothels are still crazy, but they are crazy from the bottom of their hearts.Shen Peinan's hands and feet fluttered when he was seduced, and he felt regretful in his heart, why the hell didn't he hurt him sooner, such a pleasure in the world, he almost missed it!

He added another finger, and the words became more and more obscene, and the more they said, the more unsavory, Mo Qinghe touched her nipples with one hand in turn, and stretched the other hand under her body, holding the thing between Shen Peinan's crotch, imagining that The plump and hot thing entered her body, and the two had sex under the eyes of everyone...

Excited and humiliated, he suddenly lost control, turned around consciously, knelt on the bed, raised his buttocks high, and called in a low voice: "Brother Shen, come in, come in and fuck me hard, I want you to do it!" , I can't bear to think about it..."

Shen Peinan pounced on him like a hungry tiger, with his hot chest pressed against his back, and couldn't hold it any longer, the grease-stained penis pushed into his body, Mo Qinghe let out a satisfied sigh, Shen Peinan shook his hands Touching his waist, breathing heavily, he rushed in: "Baby, you are so, so beautiful, I will do this to you every time in the future, huh?"

Mo Qinghe's face was flushed, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he couldn't speak. Shen Peinan pushed in hard, and he screamed sharply. He felt in his heart that even if he only lived for one night, he would die tomorrow when he woke up. Life is worth it.

The two spent half the night tossing and tossing, and the night passed like a carnival. Mo Qinghe was wrung out of the last bit of strength, fell asleep and woke up, he heard rustling outside, probably the sound of wind, the people around him He didn't move, and he was also limp and motionless, and then fell asleep for a short time.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still dark and the gas lamp was turned off. He nestled in Shen Peinan's arms and moved his head in a daze. He knew that Shen Peinan was not asleep because of the soft kiss on his face.

He suddenly became tense, like a teenager who just experienced his first night, his body is sore and content, but his heart is full of shame, wishing to turn back the time and erase all the shameless things just now.He turned around and kissed Shen Peinan's lips, buried his head in his chest, and said in a low voice, "Don't say..."

Shen Peinan exhaled hot flashes from his nose, wrapped his hands around him, and smiled silently: "I won't say, I'm too tired to remember."

Mo Qinghe was relieved, the exhaustion of his physical strength made him vaguely uneasy, he raised his body, turned his head to look at the dark night outside the window, the thatch under him rattled, Shen Peinan reached out and hugged him into his arms: "What's wrong?"

The room was just when you couldn't see your fingers, and there was a musty smell from the steamed straw. Mo Qinghe was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's going on, I feel panicked, I want to go out have a look."

He pushed away the quilt, reached out to grab the military uniform on the bed, Shen Peinan sat up with him, took his hand, and threw the clothes back: "Then I won't sleep anymore, I'll talk to you."

Mo Qinghe just laughed, he lay back on the bed, put his arms across Shen Peinan's chest, gently stroked his chest, and said: "Brother Shen, I never dared to think that one day I would be able to sleep with you like this."

Looking at the roof of the thatched hut, as if he had relieved a heavy burden, he breathed a slow and long sigh of relief: "At that time, you would rather sleep in the study by yourself and ignore me."

Shen Peinan didn't guard against him suddenly bringing up the past, recalled it for a while, and squeezed his hand gently, he pressed against Mo Qinghe's warm body, felt that many years had really passed, and also felt that time had never passed Pass.

He turned to Mo Qinghe, staring at his profile in the dark: "I'm not good to you."

Mo Qinghe also turned her face towards him, their noses were facing each other, breathing on each other's faces: "That's fine, but it's not the same as now."

"You look down on me, you always think of me as a rabbit waiting for you to raise, or a child waiting for you to teach." Mo Qinghe said seriously: "I have tried my best to make you think highly of me. Calling an actor is meaningless, but I just want you to know that besides socializing and putting on makeup, we also know other things."

Shen Peinan was silent for a while: "What kind of actor is not righteous, our family will not mention this anymore."

"From now on, our family will only talk about the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party to fight against Japan together." He smiled and kissed Mo Qinghe's face, and put his arms around his waist to make him smile, but Mo Qinghe was not in the mood, and gently pushed away Shen Peinan stopped making trouble with his hands, and felt that it was a bit awkward to speak face to face, so she pushed his shoulders to make him turn his back to her, clasped his hands around his waist, and said in a low voice: "At that time, by my side, Are you afraid?"

The room was quiet for a long time without any sound, Shen Peinan thought he was asleep, but Mo Qinghe suddenly said: "Brother Shen, I'm not afraid of death, we do underground work, every day we live is a day of earning, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed. "

"At that time, I always thought of that Yu Qiao, and I said in my heart, brother Shen loves me so much, if one day I know that I do, too..." He couldn't continue, his throat was slightly choked.

"You broke up with me and went back to Nanjing alone. I'm not sad. That's what I deserved. After that, I lived year after year. I was full of guns and bullets every day. I didn't eat well and lived a hard life. I don't know if I can live in this life." Seeing you, can I apologize to you?" He turned his head and touched Shen Peinan's sharp face, touched the small wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and felt a slight pain in his chest, "I haven't heard from you for so many years, I think you don't love me I'm dead, but I still want to learn more, see more, I want to stand in front of you one day, tell you that I am worthy of you, we are together, not only me shamelessly around you , I’m not the only one who shamelessly came back after being kicked out to beg you..."

He stopped talking, pursed his lips tightly, and suppressed the almost unstoppable sobs.

Mo Qinghe is not a young man who has just turned 20 years old. Although he is young, he has grown into the bones and body that a man should have. Hugging in his arms: "Baby, I will revolve around you from now on. Look, I will apologize to you again. I ran back to coax you after being beaten by you..."

He groped for Mo Qinghe's chest and touched a cold ring with his fingers. He remembered a quarrel in a rainstorm many years ago. Mo Qinghe sang a scene to the Japanese and threw the ring. Ri kicked out.

Shen Peinan sat up suddenly, took his hand, and said, "I was stupid and ignorant at that time."

"Xiao Mo, if you don't feel good about it, just slap me twice." After speaking, he really grabbed Mo Qinghe's hand and slapped his face. Mo Qinghe was sad and wanted to laugh, and his eyebrows were still down. He shrugged, but the corners of his mouth were about to rise, making a bitter look.

Shen Peinan looked at him and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Don't cry, you yourself said that you have grown up and become a man, and if you are a man, you should learn to knock out your teeth and swallow it in your stomach, huh?"

Mo Qinghe nodded, sniffled her nose, and smiled embarrassingly, the water in her eyes quickly dried up.

The two lay in the warm blanket with their legs wrapped around their legs, quietly hugging each other, and exchanging a deep kiss from time to time. Shen Peinan put his hands on Mo Qinghe's waist and gently rubbed his waist, feeling satisfied for a while. Sighed.He glanced out the window, and found that the night sky was no longer dark, but began to reveal a cold dark blue. Knowing that it was early morning, he turned around and kissed Mo Qinghe's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Mo Qinghe didn't reply, she suddenly arched into Shen Peinan's arms and opened her eyes wide: "Brother Shen, I have a question for you."

Shen Peinan opened his eyes a little, and Mo Qinghe said: "If we break through tomorrow, we will fight desperately with the little devil tomorrow..."

Shen Peinan shivered, held Mo Qinghe's hand, carefully observed his face in the dark, and found nothing unusual, so he hummed to show that he was listening.

Mo Qinghe leaned on him, and then said: "If we die tomorrow, what wish do you have? You can't say wipe out the Communist bandits, long live the party and the country."

Shen Peinan frowned: "Crow's mouth, still wishing, like a little girl."

Mo Qinghe stared at him relentlessly, and rested her chin on his chest. Shen Peinan was so entangled, she poked his forehead with her fingers, thought for a while, and said: "I really have an idea, I've been thinking about it all these years."

Mo Qinghe waited for his next words, Shen Peinan paused, and said: "I want to book a side room, go to the theater to listen to the whole night, make a pot of good tea, put seven or eight dishes of plums and dried fruits, what? This party and that party, China and Japan are all bullshit, I only listen to Liu Yingchun's singing is not authentic."

"Maybe I can get to know a red horn, this time it can't be a spy, I must investigate and find out..."

The first half of his sentence was serious, and the two of them lay side by side, both immersed in the pink and glowing old scene, but the meaning of the second half of the sentence changed. Mo Qinghe raised his head angrily before he finished speaking. Pushing against him with his knee, unexpectedly the movement was too big, which affected the injury of his buttocks, so that he let out an ouch in pain, Shen Peinan picked him up and coaxed and rubbed him, the two hugged and kissed for a while, and slowly fell asleep.

In the dream, there was the sound of gongs and drums, as if they were separated by a wall, and they couldn’t hear it clearly. The drums suddenly turned into the sound of guns and cannons, rumbling and shaking people’s ears. Mo Qinghe knew that it was a nightmare, so he pressed on. Holding Shen Peinan's arm tightly, he broke out in a cold sweat from sleeping.

At four o'clock in the morning, the sky was slightly brighter, and there were commotion in the yard, as if the wind was blowing through the treetops, and it seemed that many people were running silently.

The sound became louder and louder, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came from outside the window. Shen Peinan woke up suddenly, jumped up with the quilt, and began to quickly put on his clothes. Mo Qinghe curled up under the quilt and looked at him sleepily: "So early?"

The light in the room was too dark, so I couldn't see clearly, but Mo Qinghe felt that he and the night seemed to be a different person, his face was as firm as a rock, his expression was stern, and he didn't even look at himself.Shen Peinan tied up her belt, put on the military uniform, fastened the buttons one by one, and tucked Colt into the waist of her trousers. Mo Qinghe also woke up, yawned, and touched the underwear on the bedside, rustling it Cover up.

Shen Peinan tidied up, rushed to the door with a stride, stretched out his hand to open the door, looked back in a strange way, and saw Mo Qinghe sitting by the bed, scratching all over the floor with stretched feet, looking for shoes, but with an extremely determined expression, crooked He looked at himself with his head in his head.

Mo Qinghe finally found another shoe, put it on her foot, stood up, and smiled at Shen Peinan: "Brother Shen, let's make a bet."

Sensing the clue, Shen Peinan took a step back: "You..."

Mo Qinghe put on her shoes, patted her knees, walked over with a smile, and stretched out her hand towards the door, then turned to Shen Peinan and said, "Guess, is it yours outside or mine?"