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Fuli is noncommittal to Ge Shuxin's reaction, anyway, he has everything ready, and he only owes the east wind tonight.It has been nearly a year from Chang'an to Liangzhou, and then from Sanmi Mountain to Qianquan, and he wears his patience slowly.

When night fell, Mu Qianshan came to change the lamp, Fuli grabbed him and lay on top of him like a big bear, unable to get up.

Mu Qianshan staggered forward dragging the person, almost fell down.He stood still, waiting for Fuli to stop playing around without a wave on his face.After a while, Fuli came down helplessly, and obediently followed him to eat.

"Are you full?" Fuli asked, distracted all night, gently wiping away the trace of wine stains on the man's lips.

Mu Qianshan has long been used to his actions like this from time to time, so he only responded lightly.

"Don't go back in a hurry, let's watch some singing and dancing first."

The luminous cup was filled with rich and strong grape wine, and the beautiful orchid danced in the passionate music, reflecting the golden ornaments.Mu Qianshan was a little drunk. He was usually on duty and didn't drink very much, so his drinking capacity was shabby. After two drinks, his eyes became a little erratic.

Fu Li said something to the side, the music slowly dissipated, and the lively hall suddenly fell silent.

"Why is your drinking capacity so poor, I didn't dare to let you drink too much." The man whispered helplessly in his ear.

Mu Qianshan raised his eyes and looked at him quietly, lacking the usual coldness, but defenseless, soft-hearted clarity.

"Look at me like this again, I don't guarantee what will happen." Fu Li was suffocated by that look.

"how?"

Mu Qianshan was a little tired, and walked forward on his own, but was held back by someone, his feet were unsteady and he threw himself into an embrace, and something warmly stuck to his lips.Tribute wine, drinking is not strong, but easy to intoxicate.The two hugged and kissed in the empty hall, and they got entangled on the ground at some point.There is a cold jade floor under her body, but her lips are so hot that they are about to burn, with a strong aroma of wine.

Fuli's fingers passed through the cold and smooth hair of the other party, and untied the silk ribbon that wrapped around the long hair.The black hair of the person below him was like a waterfall, and the pair of phoenix eyes that were stunning when they first met were covered with a misty mist.

Not here yet, Fuli repeated in his heart, reluctantly parted his lips, but still did not get up.

"Get up." Mu Qianshan said, feeling a little bored under his pressure.

Hearing this, Fu Li turned over and pushed Mu Qianshan on top of him, saying, "Let's do this."

Mu Qianshan didn't speak.

Looking from Fuli, his face was sideways, almost completely blocked by the black hair, and his expression could not be seen clearly.Fu Li didn't dare to move, it took him a while to realize that he must have fallen asleep.

Fuli got up cautiously, and saw that Mu Qianshan closed his eyes, but still frowning, and was already asleep.

"But, I can't let you sleep today." Fu Li looked at his peaceful sleeping face, smiled softly, and whispered.

But he didn't move anymore, he still lay down and let Mu Qianshan lie on his body.

The lights crackled and slowly burned out. After the faint candlelight flickered, the whole hall was pitch black.

Fuli raised the head of the person on him, leaned over to hold those thin lips, and kissed them tenderly.He was so focused that he didn't know when Mu Qianshan woke up, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Well, awake?"

Mu Qianshan looked at the darkness around him, knowing that he had made a joke because of his drinking capacity, so he wanted to get up.

It was already late at night, but Fuli didn't tire at all, and said, "Come back with me."

Mu Qianshan nodded, and the two walked through the long corridor, and the night wind made them wake up a lot.Mu Qianshan was no longer sleepy, but he was still drunk, so he followed him into the king's tent belatedly.

It was attached to the main tent, but it didn't look like it at all.The whole room is full of red silk and brocade, very much like the wedding room of the Yong people.

"I've been preparing for a long time." Fu Li walked to the red gauze bed curtain, looked at the delicately embroidered bed quilt and said, "Do you think this wild duck embroiders well?"

"This is a mandarin duck." Mu Qianshan glanced at it and said.

"Hibiscus flowers are also pretty."

"Bindilian."

"Oh, this buckle is also good."

"That's a sympathetic knot." Mu Qianshan finally couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his collar and pressed him on the bed, asking, "Do you have a brain?"

"I just asked with my brain." Fuli smiled slyly, and stretched out his hand to untie the clothes of the two while talking.

Fuli's fingers moved, sliding ambiguously along the gap between his buttocks.The strength of Mu Qianshan's hands was not as strong as before, so Fuli leaned over and said, "Relax."The slender fingers poked into the gully, felt the soft resistance, and slowly squeezed into a knuckle.

Mu Qianshan turned his face away and didn't speak, leaving only his silky black hair scattered on his body.This posture was not easy to move, so Fu Li turned over and pressed him under him, licked and kissed along the thin and beautiful butterfly bone, and groped between the beds with one hand.

This posture of being at the mercy of others was too weak, and Mu Qianshan didn't know how to react.His mind seemed to be chaotic, but it was clear.The place behind him that shouldn't be done like this was slowly penetrated by someone's finger, and it seemed that there was still some cold and sticky liquid on it.Mu Qianshan buried his head in the quilt, feeling like a frog being boiled in warm water, knowing that the road ahead is doomed but willing.

"Does it hurt?" Fuli carefully probed into the third finger and asked.

Mu Qianshan didn't want to answer. He hated why this feeling wasn't pain. The weird feeling of being filled in his body almost made people go crazy.

Fu Li was not in a hurry when he couldn't hear the answer, he just kissed the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, then put his earlobe in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I can't bear it anymore."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Qianshan felt the fingers in his body being pulled out, and replaced with something hot and hard, slowly pushing in.

In the end, it was the pain he was familiar with, but it was mixed with the feeling of being full of swelling, which was extremely strange.

"How? Does it hurt?"

Fuli was still asking, tirelessly.Mu Qianshan actually felt a little embarrassed, he had to do it again and again, what was the point of talking so much nonsense.

"Move." The voice of the person under the pressure was cold and trembling, as if he was gritting his teeth.

Fuli has so many scruples, but it seems that he is binding his hands and feet.After hearing his words, Fuli laughed in a low voice and said that he was a fool, and then he pumped him openly. A young man in his 20s is full of energy, like a wolf who is not satisfied, he pulls out and enters the whole root every time, the pouch slaps heavily on the two tight buttocks, making a shameful sound.

The tearing pain at first was slowly replaced by pleasure, even a slight itching.The place where the two met was so hot that it was about to burn, and every time it brought out the moist flesh, the thick and hard hair stimulated the delicate flesh, which made it a little red and swollen.Fuli tried his best on the bed, and Mu Qianshan was not a cowardly person.The intercourse between the two is more like a primitive era, a wild beast.Fuli left all those skills out of his mind, and at this moment, only the simplest desire remained.

"what…"

Fuli likes Mu Qianshan's voice very much, it's so alienated and cold, but it's so pure on the bed, not twitchy at all.

Mu Qianshan felt that there was nothing to endure in doing this kind of thing, but in Fuli's view, it was surprisingly cooperative. Every time Fuli pushed the depths with bad intentions, he would get a few short gasps or low moans. cry.

"Do you want it to be heavier?" Fuli brushed his sweaty hair, and asked softly differently from his lower body movements.

"...um" Mu Qianshan lowered his waist down and panted cooperatively.

Every time Fuli moves fiercely, the jacking is heavy and fast, with the sound of lustful water.

The outside of the tent was covered by layers of red gauze, and only the overlapping figures on the couch could be seen.It was late at night.From time to time, a few dog barks came, mixed with the man's heavy panting.

The next day, when the guard on duty chatted in the morning, he said that the lights in Wang's residence were not turned off last night.