Fawn

Li Guoming dragged Xiaolu into the bedroom upstairs, Zhang Chunsheng supported Xiaolu's arm, and always saw the red wound on the other's wrist -- it was a new wound, the oily skin was worn out, and there was no bleeding , but it is sticky, red and swollen, and has not yet scabbed. It is the trace of being tightly tied with a rope and then struggling hard.

He didn't ask any more questions, and followed Li Guoming stumblingly. The stairs were narrow and could not accommodate three people walking side by side. Li Guoming thought he was in the way and asked him to back off, but he did not back off.Very persistent, he followed the bedroom all the way, and saw Li Guoming help Xiaolu to the bedside.The little deer seemed to have no roots under his feet. As soon as Li Guoming let go, he swayed back and fell on the bed as if he lost his strength.Zhang Chunsheng could see clearly that even his neck was red and red, almost like tender meat with blood, so tender that people dare not touch it, as if it would bleed if touched.The two long legs dragging on the ground kicked upwards, his eyes were half-opened, breathing weakly and nervously.

Li Guoming generously unbuttoned his suit, and tore open his bow tie and shirt collar.Then he slid his hand down, and through a thin layer of fabric, he rubbed Fawn's crotch, and then said in a low voice, "It's still pretty good, don't you feel particularly uncomfortable."

Xiaolu raised his hand, fumbled down to grab Li Guoming's hand, and at the same time turned his head to look at Zhang Chunsheng who was standing at the end of the bed.He was on fire, but he still understood it in his heart.After looking at Zhang Chunsheng for a moment, he withdrew his gaze, deliberately not letting the other party avoid him.

He decided to let Zhang Chunsheng see it with his own eyes to see the truth of his life now.If Zhang Chunsheng can bear it, then he will have a confidant by his side in the future; if Zhang Chunsheng can't stand it, then give him some more money and let him go as he wants.Anyway, I have fallen into this field now, and I don't care about face, and I am shameless.

He grabbed Li Guoming and refused to let go. Li Guoming understood and asked with a smile, "I can't take it anymore? Then I will let you have a good time?"

The little deer closed his eyes, took his hand and pushed him down, and issued an urgent and vague order: "Quick...quick..."

Li Guoming waved at Zhang Chunsheng: "Go out, you can't see what's going on below, so just close the door for me."

Zhang Chunsheng turned his head and left without saying a word, and he did close the door as he said.However, once the door was closed, he stayed where he was and never left.

In the room, there was the sound of Li Guoming's low laughter and Xiaolu's intense panting.Zhang Chunsheng stood on a stake in a daze, thinking to himself that it was like this——it turned out to be like this!

Across the door, Li Guoming was still trying his best to please Xiaolu.The aphrodisiac was mixed with the wine, which set Xiao Lu on fire.Kneeling on both knees to carry the deer's long naked legs, Li Guoming fiddled with him with his hands and mouth, licked and kissed him.He already knew all the ins and outs of the deer's body, rubbing the tip of the front organ with his fingertips, he moved between the deer's legs, and swiped back and forth with the tip of his tongue from top to bottom.The deer has white skin and thin flesh, and is always clean. Li Guoming is very willing to serve him now.

After a while, Li Guoming got up and lay down next to Xiaolu, and laughed softly, "Why is this medicine so powerful? I think the military seat has made you bleed."

The fawn was lying on his back on the bed, his eyes closed and he was still panting.Li Guoming saw that he seemed to be in some pain, so he coaxed him softly: "Don't worry, if I don't serve you comfortably today, I won't go anywhere."

Little Lu slowly raised his hand and pointed to the base of his ear: "Kiss here."

Li Guoming smiled, and then leaned over affectionately and buried his head, kissing the little deer trembling.

In the evening, Zhang Chunsheng saw Xiaolu in the restaurant.

The deer's complexion changed from red to snow white.Zhang Chunsheng brought a bowl of rice porridge for him, Li Guoming looked at him and curled his lips: "Have you washed your hands?"

Zhang Chunsheng lowered his head and replied, "I've washed it."

Li Guoming approached, lowered his head and looked at his hand carefully.Zhang Chunsheng's hands were also black, and Li Guoming always felt that he was dirty.But since he was willing to work and Master Lu didn't dislike it, Li Guoming just took the opportunity to be lazy and sauntered out of the restaurant.

The weather is still hot, and the side dishes on the table are also vegetarian.Xiaolu drank slowly while holding a bowl of gruel, while Zhang Chunsheng stood aside with his hands down, staring at him without blinking.

The deer noticed his gaze, so she turned her face slightly, and looked back at him with a slanted gaze.

"This is my fate." He opened his mouth, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his voice was hoarse, and his eyelashes were like abstract rays of light: "Do you think I really came home to be a young master?"

Zhang Chunsheng's lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

Xiao Lu stared at him closely, and asked again: "Tell me, He Ruolong or I, who is more anxious?"

Zhang Chunsheng lowered his head to avoid his gaze, his face was so dark that it was blurry.

Xiaolu sneered at him, and after that, dark red blood slowly flowed from his nostrils, dripping into the porridge in the bowl.Zhang Chunsheng spotted it out of the corner of his eye, and quickly raised his head in shock; but Xiao Lu put down the bowl and told him calmly: "It's okay, just take medicine."

Zhang Chunsheng turned and went out, twisted a cold towel back to wipe his nosebleed, and said in a low voice: "Tuan Zuo, I am willing to go far away with you."

Xiao Lu blocked his nose with a wet towel: "Let's go? Didn't you see someone standing guard at the door?"

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Chunsheng: "I am like this now, do you still think I am your regiment leader?"

Facing his gaze, Zhang Chunsheng spoke out with great difficulty: "Tuan Zuo, if there is no He Ruolong, can you-can you lead troops outside all the time?"

Fawn nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Chunsheng lowered his eyes, opened his mouth again with a stiff expression, and gritted his teeth viciously: "I want to kill him!"

The deer coughed softly and didn't speak any more.

That night, Xiaolu had a leisurely time and had a good sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, he found that the big suitcase that Zhang Chunsheng had brought was still standing in the corner.He got out of bed and walked over to put down the box, he pressed the hidden lock and lifted the lid.

The things in the box are all next to each other, and they are neatly arranged. There are two large boxes of injections, a few medical books in Japanese with beautiful covers, small clay pots he used for arranging flowers and grass, and others. There are katana swords hanging on the wall as decorations, and there is even a fresh stack of letterheads and a fountain pen.

His records and harmonica are also there, the records are stacked at the bottom, and the harmonica is wrapped in a case and leaning against the side.

Facing the box, Xiaolu slowly shook his head from side to side, rolled up the sleeves of his nightgown, and looked at his arms.His fists were clenched, his arms showed faint muscle lines, he looked at himself lovingly and admiringly, he needed a little strength.

Then he got up to wash and change his clothes, put the clay pot on the window sill, put the records beside the phonograph, put the medical books on the bookshelf, and took the flashy samurai sword downstairs to replace the color on the wall of the living room. Rich landscape painting.

At the same time, Cheng Shiteng got up early on the train thousands of miles away.Sitting in the box with a cup of coffee, he sat on the window seat, looking out with a heavy heart, the train stopped at a big station, through the window, he could see people coming and going on the platform, Very lively.

After watching for only a moment, the train started again, and the door of the box opened. A short young man walked in briskly, and his voice was also brisk. No one could hear him except Cheng Shiteng: "Young Master, you Come up."

Cheng Shiteng nodded, then stood up, lowered his head and took a sip of the scalding hot coffee.

On his trip to the west, he originally had official business to do, but at the same time as he was doing business, for the first time, he secretly secured a private deal for himself.No matter how lenient the control of the No-Smoking Bureau is and how much money can be collected, the money is recorded in the account one by one. Several Northwest Tobacco Soil Merchants.

He didn't want to share the deer with his father anymore, and he didn't want to, and he couldn't bear it; his intestines were not as fancy as his father's, but his temperament was more independent.Cheng Tingli could still allow Adjutant Lu to marry a wife and have children; but he imagined it himself, thinking that if he changed himself, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

He just can't stand it now.