African Meat Showcase

When it comes to a counselor who plays tricks, the world always likes to imagine that person who is in charge of right and wrong, playing chess with himself, but this person in front of him is different, he likes to play the piano; when it comes to playing the piano, the world likes to think of sitting in a high-rise building in the romance, playing a song in an empty city, and retreating. Zhuge Kongming, who is thousands of miles away, is different from the man in front of him. He just likes to play the piano, and the seven strings accompany him for a long time, which is far longer than the official hat.

In a sense, Yang Lingchan is a contradictory individual. Of course, bystanders can roughly attribute this contradiction to hypocrisy, but Yan Qi does not.

But he gotta hate him.

The same waterside pavilion, the same sitting face to face, this time the thing between the two has been replaced by a potted plant for a piano.Yang Lingchan really caught the wind and cold, he was wearing green fur, and was wiping the piano shaft with ginkgo oil with lowered eyebrows.He was sitting on his knees with a dignified posture, long hair on the ground, and a pale face hidden by the hanging black hair. Unfortunately, Yan Qi felt irritable when he saw him, so he immediately asked: "Master Yang deliberately lured Yan Qi to the door, what is your plan?" ?” Yang Lingchan was a meticulous director, and would not just tell his subordinates to keep the Cangyun army, but not how long they would stay, unless it was intentional.

Yang Lingchan stopped wiping, set up the piano, raised her eyes to look at Yan Qi with a look of weakness beyond her physical condition, "There is nothing else, but I hope General Yan will fulfill his promise and listen to Yang's music."

No matter how much Yan Qi hates Yang Lingchan, he really can't tell how much damage a song can do, not to mention that he did promise first.He still struggled and said: "Yan Qi is a rough person, and he can't understand the rhythm. Why should Mr. Yang play the piano to the cow, just to make himself boring."

Chang Ge suddenly coughed for a while, so violently that his shoulders collapsed, and he calmed down for a while before saying: "It's okay, I just want to finish playing in front of General Yan."

Cang Yun was supposed to press Changge, but he let him go after playing, and even let him go back to Yanmen Pass, but for a moment, he seemed to resonate with the faint emotion in Changge's words, and finally turned his head away, He said lightly: "Please go ahead."

Let's wait until he finishes playing.Thinking so, Yan Qi looked at the window lattice, where it was covered by bamboo curtains, and there was no so-called scenery there.

So Yang Lingchan began to play.

He plays the piano seriously, but it's a pity that the qin music is just a sound to Yan Qi. The generals who are marching and fighting don't understand the artistic conception of spring and white snow, and the word "good to hear" is nothing more than "good to hear" when they search their stomachs. The only feedback he gives to Yang Lingchan is silence.The human way is that Zhong Qi meets, dies and dies, and is sadly talked about through the ages; than it is hard to find a bosom friend, if you want to put your heart on the Yaoqin, the string is broken and no one will listen, who is more serious?

Yan Qi, who didn't want to show too much emotion, chose to bow her head.At that time, the beautiful hands that often attracted his thoughts fluttered in his eyes, and the silver armor covered on them was dancing with sparkling brilliance. The sharp tip of the armor and the fragile strings clashed again and again, revealing the sadness of sympathy under the struggle of life and death.Yan Qi listened to the piano's sound rising and falling, and then continued to fall, the middle way tried in vain to raise it, and finally slumped, almost sinking into the dust.He seemed to be wrapped in clouds and mist, and those clouds and mist turned into water vapor, cunningly obscuring the mountains and rivers outside the mist, seeping into his consciousness from the seven orifices, swimming out a dark color with unknown meaning.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, several strings rang together, making a loud sound almost like noise, and then, the water pavilion fell into dead silence.Yang Lingchan's raised face had an unusually deep red at the corners of his eyes, Yan Qi didn't think the music would have such an abrupt ending, just wondering why Yang Lingchan made a mistake, the other party had already leaned forward——

Yan Qi vigilantly grabs Yang Lingchan's harmless hand, unexpectedly the other party doesn't mean it.

Qin slipped from Yang Lingchan's lap and touched Yanqi's knee, just like its master's lips touched Yanqi's lips.

Some feelings that had been buried for a long time were detonated by this action, and the impact was so shocking that Yan Qi not only did not push Yang Lingchan away, but with kisses and entangled hands, he overwhelmed the unresisting prime minister on the left.

However, rationality still drove him to raise his arms and questioned Yang Lingchan: "Master Yang, what is the meaning of this?"

"As you wish." Chang Ge, who was in the lower position, was not panicked, and even showed a sharp and provocative look at Cang Yun in his sickly face, "General Yan, isn't it the same?"

Chang Ge's black hair spread out on the wooden floor is like a bottomless pool, eating people's mind.Cang Yun touched Chang Ge's lapel with irritability that had been punctured, trying to intimidate him.But until the neckline was unbuttoned, until the chest was exposed to the air, Chang Ge's expression never changed a bit, still the same smile.

There was water in the calm pupils of the person below him, like a morning star looming in the distance at dawn.Yan Qi likes his appearance very much, and hates his appearance very much. He who was never impulsive before a bloody enemy on the battlefield is now easily irritated. He took Yang Lingchan's jacket off his shoulders, and the clothes in early winter were thick but not enough. Layers, peeled off the jacket, and then gently opened the middle jacket, and saw the pale skin without any effort, and then thought of the appearance of this person sitting on the palace pavilion, very erotic.

The body touched by the black gauntlet shuddered like an electric shock, Yang Lingchan remained silent, Yan Qi looked up, trying to find a trace of hesitation or even fear on his face, but there was none, his expression was still warm and moist, even a little bit It seemed to be encouraging, and things got out of hand from here.

He leaned over to bite his collarbone, and used his tongue to ruthlessly poke the thin layer of skin in the depression, as if it could reach directly to the flesh and blood.His hands continued to take off Yang Lingchan's clothes, and the touch of his skin conveyed through the gauntlets was not very clear, but he knew that it should be as soft as the hands of this water town boy.

It's hard to believe that the body of a well-worn bureaucrat is so thin, and the outline of ribs is even faintly revealed under the chest.White and stern, such a body is too beautiful, so that when Yan Qi touches it, there is a sense of confusion that is almost profane, and then this confusion distorts into vile excitement.He scraped Yang Lingchan's tea-colored nipples on his chest with the edge of his gauntlet, and Chang Ge's body shrank accordingly, this behavior was almost abusive to him.

It is not difficult to find that Changge's genitals are lying softly on his lower body. Cang Yun's movements paused for a moment. He still couldn't fully understand Changge's intentions. To such an extent, and obviously he is not worthy of being entrusted with such feelings.Cang Yun let out a long breath from his nasal cavity - that was his unique way of sighing in a dark way, and then he bent down even deeper.

Yang Lingchan, who had been forbearance for a long time, finally screamed out when his genitals were wrapped in his mouth. He practiced etiquette and behaved cautiously. He never did such things when he married a concubine, let alone Yan Qi who is holding him now?

The person under him began to struggle, he pushed him back with hands and feet, and said anxiously: "General Yan, you can't do it!" The shame and fear were obvious.

Yan Qi's heart was knocked out by his movement, and he knocked the gully under the turtle ring with his canine teeth teasingly, Yang Lingchan's stalked waist instantly softened, and the corners of his eyes turned red.Yan Qi stuck his thing shallowly into one head again, and deliberately whispered to him in a vague and watery voice: "Master Yang, why should you be surprised, young girls in the army, this is not difficult to see."

This fact is undoubtedly a shock to the literati who have always praised the soldiers as the strong walls of the country. Yan Qi's words not only did not relieve him, but also fueled his sense of shame. Tight and afraid of the body temperature of another person between his legs.A male is supposed to be subdued by letting others suck his genitals, but now he is conquered by Yan Qi, his fragile lifeblood is placed under the control of the same sex, the horse's eyes are poked by sharp teeth, and the meridians are carefully traced by a rough tongue , kneading the seminal vesicles with fingers wrapped in black leather armor.He gripped Yanqi's crest tightly, not knowing whether he wanted to pull it in or push it away. His seldom-used penis was tossed and turned in the mouth of the long-admired General Xuanjia, and he came to life bit by bit, and the strange and shy pleasure struck him. His nerves, at the moment when the cock was released by the mouth without warning, and the hot and humid surface met the cold air suddenly, he shot easily.

The thick white turbidity formed a small pool of puddles in his lower abdomen, and some even splashed on the black armor of Yan Qi, which was particularly dazzling.Yang Lingchan's hand hangs down feebly, and his distinct knuckles are still turning white; the corners of his eyes are filled with tears, and there is an indistinct sound in his throat wheezing and coughing, and the thick sideburns can't cover the roots of his ears Burnt red.

Yan Qi saw his appearance in his eyes, and felt sorry for him so much that he wanted to cut the people under him to pieces.He took his lips and gave him a soft kiss.The earrings sweeping across the cheekbones kept the coolness of reason alone in the blazing heat, and the tingling sensation of the lips and teeth made Yang Lingchan recall the Qi Nian not long ago in this water pavilion. The scene of the two men is not glamorous, The general's rough face was pressed against his, and the fleshy red lips and tongue continued to convey the soft and rotten touch, like mucus bubbling in his mind, bubbling with taboo guilt.

After a little taste, Yan Qi let go of him and began to peel off his gauntlets.Yang Lingchan looked up at the mysterious armor that had been separated from his hand, revealing mottled hands - it was hard to imagine what kind of injury could leave a mark on a person through the hard armor.On his bare forearm, there are bulging light wheat-colored muscles, with distinct ravines winding upwards and ending abruptly at the cuffs, which is a bit strange, but intriguing in a different way.

Yan Qi probed Yang Lingchan's buttocks with his hands, the place where the shot passed was already covered with a layer of water, but the tightly closed hole was still almost dry.Putting aside the violent thoughts that flashed through his mind, he scoffed at this method of revenge like a petty official, and looked around for something useful.

There is a magnetic pot with blue pattern on the white background beside him, Yan Qi remembered that Yang Lingchan used oil to clean the piano from here.Following the man's eyes, and contacting Yan Qi before making a move, Yang Lingchan immediately understood, and asked in disbelief: "General Yan, what do you want to do?" Just as he was speaking, Yan Qi stretched out his hand In the past, there was a shining finger.

A finger inserted into the backyard answered him, it didn't hurt to accommodate a finger, but the strange feeling made him nervous, now Yang Lingchan still had the strength to support his head and Yan Qi said: "Then, that is used to maintain the piano Ginkgo oil, don't put it on there...ah!"

Yan Qi continued to go deeper, and replied calmly and even solemnly; "It's not poison, why not?"

It's a pity that the style of the gentry is not the same as the pragmatism of the soldier.Yang Lingchan still wanted to argue a few words, but the fingers in the backyard touched the deadly place, and instantly took away his strength.He felt that the second finger was about to squeeze in at the hole - and he did so quickly, and the second finger not only inserted, but also stretched and expanded together with the first finger, or bent and dug.

Yang Lingchan had lost the air she had when she just retaliated, and there was an uncomfortable whimper in her throat. Yan Qi didn't want to look up at the delicate and aggrieved expression with his finger softened into a puddle of water in the back of the delicate Guoxiang, he was afraid of returning to the north In the countless icy nights that followed, that expression would still enter his wet nightmare over and over again.

Withdrawing his finger, he wiped the juice mixed with intestinal juice on the perineum indiscriminately, Yan Qi was about to raise his gun and go into battle.He took off his trousers very stingily, only to the extent that he could free up his genitals to fuck Yang Lingchan, the part that was already too hard pressed tightly against his crotch, and it took him a lot of effort to pull it down.Holding Yang Lingchan's leg, he began to try to enter. He watched intently that the flesh-red hole was stretched open by the smooth, ferocious top, bit by bit, and expanded round and round. The folds on the edge were gradually flattened, and finally shone Ryo looped around his cock like a ring.

After sending the whole glans head in, Yan Qi paused, straightened her waist, and went straight to the deepest part——

Yang Lingchan wailed, subconsciously grabbed the huge folds of the cloak under his body, and then he coughed violently because of the stimulation, and his whole body twitched.Yan Qi, who was hurt by the hoop, looked up at him, and saw that the tears that had filled Yang Lingchan's eyes before were smashed into little crystal beads by the eyelashes, his cheeks were sickly red after coughing, and his lips were parted wide respite.

Yan Qi's body suddenly swelled up a bit, and he pushed it up mercilessly with this momentum.Yang Lingchan finally couldn't help uttering the word "pain", but only got a lack of emotion from the person between his legs. Then he remembered that he was not qualified to beg for mercy from this general, so he took advantage of this intimate situation to allow tears rustled down.

Yan Qi knew that it wasn't crying out of love, but now he didn't want to think, he just wanted to viciously rape the person under him.The body wrapped in long hair and stretched across the wooden floor melted in the eyes clouded by sweat, turning into an addictive milky white smoke.Whispering with hatred, he gritted his teeth and screwed it in, with the violence of regretting that he couldn't just break the heart of this person; but when he pulled it out, the admiration, surprise and even dirty thoughts of the past few months were entangled like water ghosts, gurgling Mei smiled and lured him to fall into that ecstasy of tenderness again, into an endless cycle of tossing and torturing.

The tight inner wall is almost flattened by the genitals, and the sensitive nerves at the top can really feel the shape of the prostate lobe through a thin layer of intestinal wall. Yan Qi grinds and bullies there, in exchange for Yang Lingchan's out of control moan.This position was no longer enjoyable enough, Yan Qi grabbed one of Yang Lingchan's ankles with one hand, grabbed his wrists with the other hand like a prisoner, put him in a side-lying position and continued to fuck, the balls wanted to be stuffed in The perineum was reddened by the slap, and the prostatic fluid flowing from the mouth of the bell splashed in the narrow space where the two genitals were attached.The shape of the wrist joint in his hand is beautiful, and he knows that every detail of the body in his arms is beautiful, so beautiful that he wants to tear this body apart and treasure every beautiful part separately so that it cannot be assembled into what he wants to hate The whole Yang Lingchan.

The cold wind howled and pushed the lonely water pavilion that blocked its way, and then tore the curtain, driving the coldest winter spirit towards the naked couple.Sweat oozes from the tense muscles, and is quickly dried, leaving only a biting emptiness. The temperature of the two of them seems to have been taken away, and only one place is burning hot and sticky like melting, which is constantly tempting. request.

Yan Qi repeated the pumping and thrusting movements almost mechanically.If there are too many words that cannot be said, then let him turn into the most instinctive groaning; if there are too many involuntary, then let them all be handed over to the most primitive physical copulation of human beings.Yan Qi freed his hand to hold Yang Lingchan's genitals where he was standing again, and touched the dripping and sticky love liquid, and the transparent meridians on it even stirred slightly. He knew that Yang Lingchan was about to ejaculate, so he held it instead At the bottom of the genitals, preventing him from ejaculating, Yang Lingchan's voice changed, and then he cried out more intensely, calling him "Yan Qi, Yan Qi..." The voice didn't seem to want to say anything, but rather confirmed, Yan Qi He buried his head in and out without saying a word, a layer of white foam overflowed around the hole, and even the bright red intestines were turned out. When Yang Lingchan called his name hoarsely for the third time, he gave a low "hmm" .

Then Changge showed a faint smile with lost consciousness, Cang Yun let go of the shackles, and the clogged male essence shot out violently from the horse's eyes, touching his hand, and he rubbed the liquid on Changge's chest , teasing the hardened nipples a few times, and buried her head in a deep kiss with Changge.In the end, Cang Yun stabbed hard a few times, pulled out before throwing away his armor, and shot Changge outside his body with his own hand—this was his last rejection and respect for him.

Then Yan Qi fell on him as if she lost her strength.Yang Lingchan didn't dare reach out to hug him, Yan Qi's oppressive weight brought him a sense of suffocating satisfaction, he was speechless for a long time, he pressed against Yan Qi's ear and spoke softly, burning away the remaining ambiguity, "General Yan... Go back and give the memorial again, I won't reject it."

It was only an illusion that he called him by his name a moment ago.The Yan flag should be lowered, turned over and lay on the side, and said to Yang Lingchan tit-for-tat: "Since the mountains are high and the water is far away, there is no need to worry about grievances, Mr. Yang, so you can do it yourself." It's soul-stirring.

Do it yourself. "I know." Yang Lingchan replied.He sat up with his back propped up, pulled off his clothes and began to put them on.Yan Qi also sat up, with her back to him, and simply adjusted her appearance.Yang Lingchan knows that the filth on his body has not been cleaned up, and putting on clothes will only make it more filthy, but now he needs a dignified and glamorous appearance to end this wishful lingering and send away the general who broke with him.

He knelt on the ground in the most dignified posture, with his back straight; he watched the piano with his eyes downcast, his eyes no longer chasing the standing swallow flag, and calmly said: "Ms. Yang is not feeling well, please don't send me away."

Only the distant tread of combat boots answered him.

After he couldn't even hear the sound of footsteps, he bent down in front of the piano, his whole body was like a dying candle.