Yunzheng's consciousness gradually returned to normal, and he felt something cold around his mouth. He stretched out his hand to touch it - holy shit, why are you drooling so much?
Even if this young commander is having an erotic dream, from a theoretical analysis, it seems that the drool shouldn't be saliva?
He sat up angrily, casually pulled his clothes over his body, stood up and walked to the table to take a sip of cold water to wake up, but he suddenly found a piece of paper under the teacup.
Yun Zheng was stunned, what kind of thing is this? Who put this here? He picked it up and looked at it. On the paper, there was a long paragraph written in elegant but elegant small regular letters: "You see it like you met: According to the investigation of the women of the people,
Since half a month ago, the number of people in Yanjing City has gradually increased. There are many Liao and Han warriors with Liao accents. About a hundred people have gathered in batches. They talk little and act very cautiously, but they often appear in the Governor's Mansion.
He and the women of the people near the main camp of the guards were ordered to help the king, but the governor did not dare to wait a moment, so he sneaked in to explore them and found out that they were all sent by the Liao people. The royal family and the party were all stupid, and the Liao people subdued the warriors in Yan.
People in Beijing, the picture is self-evident. I hope you will be careful about this matter. I should tell you, but you have gone to bed, so I left a note to warn you that there is no snow in the north mountain."
Written by Leng Meiren? Yun Zheng picked up the paper and read it again. He put it to his nose and smelled it. Yes, not bad. It has the faint orchid fragrance of Beishan Wuxue.
Huh? It’s strange. According to our experience over the years, the beauty of a beautiful woman’s face is generally inversely proportional to the beauty of the words under her hand. How come Beishan Wuxue’s words are so beautiful? Could it be that our experience in that world is different in this world?
Isn’t it easy to use? Or maybe this cold beauty is really a girl with a lot of content?
Well, it's good to have connotation. The bigger the connotation, the better it feels... Oh, the more connotation, the more sentimental it is. Well, the more sentimental it is. Yun Zheng took another whiff of the fragrance, and then with a sinister smile on his face, he carefully put it on
Keep the note close to your body - this is the predecessor of love letters. Don't believe it, don't you see that the girls in class usually say business when they hand over notes to handsome guys for the first time? That's the reason
It's like two people obviously admire each other, but they can't just start piston movement as soon as they get up, right? They have to talk about life and ideals first, and then they talk about fashion and hobbies, and then they discover, oops,
It turns out that you have the same thoughts as me! Then we started to spend time before and after, holding hands, hugging the waist, kissing the mouth, taking off the little... Well, stop it, we can aspire to build the four modernizations
Five good young people who strive for glory
In a word, passing a note is just like the first time for a virgin. Whenever there is a first time, there will be a second time. After the second time, there will be countless times in the future until the intimacy is inseparable.
Until handing out notes - of course that's because by that time everyone was no longer satisfied with handing out notes.
What? What are you asking for? Well, this question is worthy of discussion, so let’s put it this way: You stand at attention with your bare buttocks, and a beautiful woman with no clothes on like you appears in front of you. At this time, something of yours comes to the forefront—
—That’s right! Just hand it over, it’s convenient!
Yunzheng smiled coquettishly and was about to sing a few lines of erotic songs, but unexpectedly the door creaked open and a pretty girl came in with a blushing face.
It turned out that the maid outside heard the movement in Yun Zheng's room, and hurriedly opened the door and came in to help him dress. As for her blushing, it wasn't from embarrassment - Yun Zheng hadn't done anything yet - she was waiting outside for Yun Zheng to get up.
frozen
Yun Zheng had a coquettish smile on his face, and twitched awkwardly, as if to show that he was exercising his facial muscles just now, and then pretended to be serious and said: "Xiao He? Well, it's quite early. Okay, don't be stunned.
I'm done, come and change my clothes."
"Yes, Third Young Master." Xiao He walked briskly to Yun Zheng, took off the clothes he had thrown on his body, and then reached out to tie his trousers, when he reached his thighs and felt a cold chill.
Wetting it, he hurriedly withdrew his hands and said in surprise: "Third Young Master, what's going on?"
"Huh?" Yun Zheng looked down, his deliberately stern face suddenly turned red, and he hesitated: "Uh, this, that's... um, that's what."
This Xiao He was originally a smart woman from an official family. After her father committed a crime and the family was ruined, she came to the Yun family to work as a maid. Mrs. Yun saw that she was well-educated and sensible, so she assigned her to Yun Zheng as a personal maid. She was older than
Yun Zheng is two years older and has become more familiar with human affairs recently. Seeing the Third Young Master in such a state, he is half aware of it. Unknowingly, his face turns red with embarrassment and he does not dare to ask any more questions.
These days, the personal maids are usually the maids who marry Yun Zheng. Although the maids around her have never been allowed by Mrs. Yun to merge with Yun Zheng because they were a little younger before, there is no need to shy away from helping Yun Zheng change clothes on weekdays.
, after all, these days, personal maids are regarded as their masters.
Xiaohe's hand moved slightly, ready to pull down Yunzheng's pants. Yunzheng was so frightened that he quickly covered his hands and hesitated: "Uh, I'll do it myself. You...find me a pair of pants first." He felt nervous.
, I don’t care about calling myself “this young master”. After all, we are the ones we are used to.
Xiaohe's face turned red, and she found a pair of silk underwear from the closet and gave it to Yunzheng. Knowing that he was a little embarrassed, she turned her head away from him and waited until Yunzheng had changed, then turned around to help him tidy up the other items.
clothing
Yun Zheng said in his heart, Damn it, this little brother has been holding it in for more than ten years. I wonder if this is the first time that he is overflowing with semen? Looking at Xiao He's expression, it seems that this is the first time. He thought about it, but still endured it.
He couldn't help but explain: "Xiaohe, please don't tell others what happened just now."
Xiao He actually had a good relationship with Yun Zheng, but when he saw what Yun Zheng said, he was not afraid, and asked with a blushing smile: "What story did the third young master dream about? Where did those dirty things leak out?"
"Well..." Yun Zheng coughed lightly, pretending to be an innocent boy, and said shyly: "I just dreamed that a woman came to me when I was sleeping... Well, she looks a bit like you... Come and help me change
He took off his clothes, but for some reason, he took off his own clothes, and then he slept with me...and then he hugged me...and I woke up."
Xiaohe's little face turned red with embarrassment, and said in disbelief: "The third young master is just thinking nonsense. It is the slave's duty to serve the young master. How could he take off his clothes and still sleep with the young master?"
Yun Zheng said: "What's the matter? You are my young master's personal maid. I am close to my body. Naturally, you should be close to the young master. Do you think this is the truth?"
Xiaohe was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to raise her head, and said in a whisper: "Madam said that the third young master is still young..."
"What's wrong with being young? Look, it wasn't... well, that means it's totally okay!" Yun Zheng suddenly became tough as this was a big issue related to whether he was a man or not.
"That dirty thing..." Xiao He's voice was almost inaudible: "Did it come out from there?"
When Yun Zheng saw her peeking at his lower body, he immediately raised his head and straightened his chest: "That's natural - but it's not a dirty thing - how about it, next time I will tell my mother, um, let's talk about it in your room
It’s very cold. I’ll ask you to move into my young master’s room. In this case, it will be convenient for you if my young master is in a hurry.”
Xiao He just lowered his head and didn't answer.
When Yun Zheng saw Xiao He's tenderness and charm, coupled with the young man's physiological impulse early in the morning, he felt a rush of blood in his heart. He reached out and grabbed Xiao He's hand and said, "Master, I'm very cold. Let's warm it up first."
…”
Xiaohe's heart was racing like a deer, and she didn't know whether she should refuse or not. She couldn't make up her mind for a moment, and was immediately pulled into Yunzheng's arms. She wanted to push him away, but found that her little strength was of no use at all. She couldn't help but
My heart is in panic
Yun Zheng was about to move his hands up and down, and then explode the small universe - oh, little brother, but he heard Yun Jun's voice outside: "Third brother, third brother? Are you ready? Yunxi and Yunji two people
The team has been assembled and is waiting for you!"
Yun Zheng lamented in his heart, if I had known I would have said I would leave at noon today!
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