When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Although the nights are long and the days are short in winter, this night is coming to an end after all.When the sky dawned, the assembly call outside rang.Shangguanqing put up with the discomfort in his lower body and changed into a military uniform, ready to go out for exercises. Senior Leslie also wrapped himself in a white robe and followed him out.

A beautiful elf woman was leaving their camp, and of course had to be escorted.Battalion Commander Loblan reasonablely asked the elf's fiancé to send him out of the camp and say his last farewell by the way.When he arrived at the door, Leslie thought about whether he should do it or not. Anyway, he did it last night. It doesn't make any sense to be embarrassed, so he lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his fiancé's lips, and promised seriously: : "When you leave the army, let's get married? Maybe your father doesn't agree now, but I will try my best to make him like me."

"En." Shangguan Qingrong rested his head on the neck of the senior elf, quietly enjoying this rare and warm moment: "Are you going to the capital? I don't know when I will leave here. All these years, my father has asked You took care of it."

Leslie's face twitched: "No, I still, uh, I'd better live nearby and take care of you first, you are more worrying than your father." He raised his hand to stroke Shangguan Qingrong's soft blond hair, gently Sighed softly: "Don't be too bad-tempered in the future. If others bully you, you must know how to resist. Even if your own fighting skills and magic are not as good as others, at least you should remember that I live in the mountains, as long as you You'll find me on Mount Homoth...don't worry me too much, will you?"

Shangguan Qingrong choked speechlessly, nodded fiercely, watched Leslie leave his sight, and then turned back to the training ground to report to his battalion commander.Since special training was not possible, the battalion commander had no choice but to give his talented soldier general training and practice fighting skills with other soldiers.

Although the weather was cold, most of the soldiers sweated through their heavy clothes due to the long-term high-intensity training, and even took off their tops directly. They trained barebacked in the cold but not bitter wind in late winter and early spring.After dinner in the afternoon, Shangguan Qingrong was almost the only one wearing clothes in the audience.

Regarding his behavior of swearing to the death, everyone secretly gave the same explanation: "That elf woman is really amazing, and Drizzt must have left countless scars on her body. It seems that the two of them were quite different last night. It's quite intense..."

By the time of dinner, this rare scandalous news was spread throughout the barracks.I don't know how many single men are enviously looking forward to an elf beauty falling from the sky, and they are so infatuated with themselves, chasing them all the way to the barracks.Even those who have families can't help imagining that their wives or lovers can boldly chase them from home, so that they can enjoy the feeling of being so envied by everyone.

The only one who really understood the truth of last night was Miloch, who was depressed. If drinking alcohol hadn't been banned in the camp, he would have used alcohol to drown his sorrows, and would not give up until he poured himself out.But the person who made him feel so heartbroken was ignorant of current affairs, and walked up to him at his most painful moment: "Adrian, what's wrong with you, is it because the training is too hard?"

Shangguan Qingrong didn't know how much pain he had brought to this classmate and comrade-in-arms last night with the elf, so he sat beside him with a dinner plate: "Senior was here yesterday, and I didn't have time to ask you, how could you Applying to graduate early and come here to join the army? With your talent and grades, it should be easy to stay in the capital..."

The knife and fork in Miloch's hand was thrown into the shiny copper soup plate with a clang. "Do you really want to know why I came here?" His face was so serious, and there seemed to be black flames burning in his eyes.At that moment, Shangguan Qingrong seemed to have returned to the time when he first met him. At that time, their relationship was not so good. There, he kept a cold distance from everyone. Even if they lived in the same dormitory, they were very close. Seldom talk.

Seeing Mi Luoqi who was so unapproachable to strangers again, Shangguan Qingrong suddenly felt unreal, and raised his right hand to feel if he was real.Just when the soft fingers touched the outline that was deeper and tougher than when he was a teenager, he was grasped and pressed down.

"Drizzt, I think we need to have a good talk."

After saying this, Mi Luoqi dragged Shangguan Qingrong, who could be called a weak Liu Fufeng, out of the restaurant with the momentum of pushing eight horses sideways and pulling nine cattle backwards, and walked all the way to him. The single dormitory that received the senior elves just yesterday.

After carefully locking the door, Miroki said word by word: "Last night, I was outside this door."

What?That means... "You, did you hear that?"

"Well. I've heard it all, but what can I do?" Miloch smiled self-deprecatingly: "He is your fiancé, and you love him too. Even if I'm not reconciled, what can I do? I can still break through this door and say to you: Don't do this, please give me a fair chance...can I?"

"Adrian..." Shangguan Qingrong remained silent.Thinking about it carefully, how could he not know how obvious the intention of Miloch's kiss in the inn that day was?But now, he applied for graduation in advance, and for whom he was transferred to this remote mountainous area, he naturally knew it well.

This deep feeling really shouldn't be let down; but this kind of deep feeling, he is destined to live up to it.Shangguan Qingrong raised his head and looked into Miroqi's expectant eyes, and said with difficulty: "I'm sorry, Adrian, senior and I have been... sorry, I can only say this to you."

"Drizzt! Why are you so cruel to me?" Miloch pulled up Shangguan Qingrong fiercely, his nose almost touching his nose: "You clearly know my feelings, but you obviously don't treat me like that." No feeling! Why can't I? Even if you and Leslie are engaged, it's okay... I am, even if I am a lover, even if I don't appear in front of him forever!"

He closed his eyes in pain, kissed Shangguan Qingrong, tears flowed down his cheeks unstoppably, along the gap between his lips, and were also drawn into Shangguan Qingrong's mouth.A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, only because he hasn't reached the sad place.This world is so unfair, some people can have a loyal fiancé when they have no feelings at all; while some people give more affection and earlier, but get nothing in the end.

Miloch's mind was full of thoughts, weeping like a poet, pitying himself, and kissing Shangguan Qingrong even harder.And his painful and desperate emotions deeply infected Shangguan Qingrong who was originally passionate and sensitive.

After the kiss was over, Shangguan Qingrong broke free from his embrace, wrapped his arms around his body, sat on the bed and stared at him blankly, with a look of emptiness in his eyes, Miloch felt sad and blamed himself, Heartbroken, what he wanted was hopeless, and he blamed himself for hurting the one he loved just now.

He stood up, covered his face with one hand, turned around and walked to the door, leaned his whole body weight on the door, and squeezed out a sentence with all his strength: "Sorry, I won't... bother you again It's gone!" Tears welling up in his eyes blurred his vision, he groped for a long time on the door before he touched the latch, and when he was about to pull it open, he suddenly felt warm behind him, and a slightly trembling soft body stuck to him On her body, there came a whisper like a song, but she couldn't understand the meaning: "Huan Jun's pearl is crying, I wish I could meet you when you were not married..."

This sigh, a hug, was like a spring breeze blowing into Mi Luoqi's heart, rekindling the fire of hope in his chest.He turned around and hugged Shangguan Qingrong, and sighed softly: "Finally, are you no longer being so cruel to me?" His right hand penetrated into Shangguan Qingrong's long hair like a golden waterfall, and he lowered his head and kissed his cheek Eyes open: "As long as I can stay by your side, I can bear anything, even if you marry Senior Leslie... I am also willing, like him, to give my body to you."

Mi Luoqi unbuttoned his military uniform firmly and sadly, and began to undress Shangguan Qingrong again.He supported Shangguan Qingrong's head with one hand and kissed it deeply, and felt inconvenient to unbutton his clothes with the other hand, as if the person opposite was getting farther and farther away from him. Not much shorter than him, but a worryingly slender body pressed against the wall.

Shangguan Qingrong's clothes were extremely bulky, and when he undid the belt, the trousers automatically fell to his thighs, revealing white cotton underwear and softer and more delicate skin than the underwear, as well as snow-white skin.The soft touch almost sucked people's hands firmly on it. Miloch didn't care about unbuttoning his jacket, so he stroked his stomach back and forth with his hand, and then stretched in along the edge of his underwear, touching it. The masculine symbol that he is actually very familiar with.

But touching others is far from being comparable to your own nature.As soon as Mi Luoqi's hand touched there, he stopped nervously, and his body froze - he suddenly didn't know what to do, so he straightened up and asked the ideal object he planned to devote himself to: "Next What should be done?"

Originally, he only planned to shed tears with him and say goodbye at the end, but Shangguan Qingrong, who was pressed against the wall and undressed, was also very soft at this time.It stands to reason that he is already engaged, and he just made an appointment with his fiancé today. It should be for the sake of his seniors, and he shouldn't accept Mi Luoqi, but Mi Luoqi's true love, he really can't bear it. I don't want to be rejected thousands of miles away.

Therefore, when Mi Luoqi held him down, he gave up the idea of ​​struggling and planned to use his own body to repay the love debt; after hearing this question, the balance in Shangguan Qingrong's heart was even more biased towards Mi Luo in front of him. Strange—this person has lived with him since he was a child, and he has been guarding his body like a jade for him. He has never tasted the taste of love until he was 17 years old. How can he bear to ignore such an infatuated poor person and let him suffer as much as he wants?

Shangguan Qingrong closed his eyes, took off his underwear, took Mi Luoqi's hand, and led him to touch his harem: "Put your...in..."

After saying these extremely shameful words, Shangguan Qingrong's face was flushed, his eyes were closed tightly, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, he was extremely cute and pitiful.Mi Luoqi had never seen him in such a mood, let alone facing himself. He was so excited that he was at a loss for a while. He took a few deep breaths before suppressing the tension, and handed over to him according to the method Shangguan Qingrong said. stand up.

Fortunately, Shangguan Qingrong only had sex with Leslie yesterday, and his sphincter muscles were still loose. Even an inexperienced virgin like Miloch entered the room without much effort.The sensory stimulation of the first taste of love made Mi Luoqi completely intoxicated, and he couldn't even think about going back to bed. He pressed Shangguan Qingrong against the wall, lifted his right leg, and sprinted vigorously.

It wasn't until the essence of the two ejaculated at the same time that the clothes on both of them were covered with white turbid liquid, then Miroki pulled out his avatar and sat on the ground with Shangguan Qingrong in his arms, panting.

After resting for a while, he regained some of his physical strength. He picked up Shangguan Qingrong and put him on the bed without any explanation. wrapped up.After making arrangements for his sweetheart, he smiled slightly, pressed a kiss on Shangguan Qingrong's face, and whispered with unconcealed joy, "I'll go wash the clothes first."

He picked up the pile of dirty clothes he had just packed up, pushed the door and walked out with a happy face.The cold wind is still howling outside, the moon and stars are sparse, but the mood of the people standing under the starlight is completely different.Even when he was scrubbing his dirty clothes in the freezing water, his heart was as happy as listening to the courteous chirping of birds by the brook in the summer morning.

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