My seven-year itch with my guard boyfriend

During this period of time, I was so busy checking the accounts that I was on all fours, and my spirit was a little confused. When I heard someone walking in the Chaoshou corridor, I looked out. I was dazed, and finally I couldn't take it anymore, so I replaced the guard at the east gate with Ah San. , Tell him that if Jianqiu comes back, let me know, and I will meet him at the door.

I stood at the gate of the Shen Mansion, watching my lover come from afar on a horse among the lush flowers and trees, Dada's horse's hooves were stepping on the deep spring, and the sunset glow made him so tall and handsome that people couldn't move away Eye.

Jianqiu is not used to riding in a carriage, he likes to ride a horse. I used to go out together. I was not happy to let him be the coachman, and let him ride a horse alongside my carriage. At that time, I always liked to look at him with the curtains up.

White horse with silver saddle, spring spirit.

He jumped off the horse, and I greeted him, smiled, and stretched out my hand to pinch his face: "Why are you still skinny, can't you get used to eating over there?"

He dodged stiffly, hummed in a low voice, I didn't say anything, I took him into the hanging flower door, walked around the screen and turned around the veranda into the house, he didn't say a word the long way, and kept his head down. Let me hug my head and stare blankly at the bricks on the ground.

Shit, here it is again.

I was so angry that I went into the room and poured a cup of tea and drank it myself. The old man finally looked up at me and said, "Why are you drinking overnight tea again?" He reached out and took the teapot away, threw away the tea dregs, and heated it up water.

"What's the matter with you recently?"

He turned his back to me and froze for a while, then said slowly: "What can there be, nothing. I'm tired from the journey."

I took a deep breath, tried to make a few smiles to relax the muscles on my face, and went around to him and hugged him: "You used to come back even if you were tired, but you haven't been quite right these days, and you didn't even know it when you went to Yanzhou." Let me know, what did I do to make our baby angry?" I put his hand on my face and forced a smile, "You man, I'm still in love with you, and my love is gone, baby, why don't you?" pay attention to me?"

He clasped his hands on my face weakly, turned his head away from looking at me, and lowered his voice and said with a somewhat embarrassing expression: "It's really nothing, I'm tired, go lie down in the room."

I said then go to sleep, I have to do something when I wake up.

He closed his eyes and said, what's the matter.

I gritted my teeth and said, I'm going to fuck you.

The water on the small stove was already boiling, gurgling against the pot.He lowered his head, mechanically took the cattail fan and continued to fan it, saying, yes.

This excuse made him feel that he didn't sleep well, so he went around to the back room and changed his riding clothes, and stood in front of me in thin pajamas.

I said, "If you don't sleep, wash up and go to the back room and lie down."

He didn't say anything, turned and left.

I was so angry that my teeth were itchy, and I was reluctant to beat and scold him. If I wanted to, he would be able to get out of bed for ten and a half months.

I walked around into the back room and saw him lying on the bed straight like a dead fish staring at the ceiling. I tore off his obscene pants, took out a pillow and put his waist, and said, spread his legs apart.

He put his arms across his face, blocking all expressions, and spread his legs silently.

I pinched his waist and pushed his jacket up to his neck, lubricated him roughly, squeezed my fingers one by one, but he didn't move at all, wrapped around a scarf with his legs spread wide like a dead man Lying quietly, only one hand tightly clutching the sheet and the ankle twitching from time to time can tell that he is enduring the pain now.

I ruthlessly kneaded all his sensitive points, chest, waist, thighs and ankles, bit his ears and neck, folded his two legs to his chest and pushed them inward, nailing them in like a wedge.

The whole room was dead silent, we didn't say a word, only the sound of the body colliding and the painful gasping.

The scorching body temperature made people feel blank.What lingers on my hands is like a ray of empty soul.If you can't grasp it, it slips away from your fingertips, and the tighter you hold it, the more powerless you are to keep it.

I don't know what I'm doing, the kiss is like begging to stay, but the blood is dripping down the place of intercourse, profuse, like a virgin and a red bed curtain at a wedding, embroidered with mandarin ducks, embroidered with such Youth wastes entanglement but teaches people the old days that can never be turned back.

I have never treated him in such an obscene way. He covered his face with his hands from the beginning to the end, and endured it silently and submissively, his lips trembling slightly.I pulled his arm down, and saw that his panic, which was exposed to the sun and had nowhere to escape, instantly turned into a very complicated expression, desolate, disappointed, and with a bit of desperation piety like a sacrifice .

His entire face was painfully pale, and all the blood just welled up in his eye sockets.His temples were dizzy with cold sweat, with bruises and bloodstained bites all over his body, he raised his neck to accept my merciless rebuttal, and looked at me with that indescribably wet eyes, He reached out and grabbed my arm that was propped up beside him.

I was stunned by his expression for a moment, like a patient with a high fever, I felt uncomfortably hot, but my heart was cold and dazed.

There was a sticky feeling on my legs. I reached out and wiped it, only to realize it was blood.It was the blood that flowed from him.

I hurt him.

Fuck it.What is this doing.

The person who was in a hurry asked, but he didn't ask, so he dragged people into the house and made it like this.

He's crazy and I'm crazy too.

Is there anything I can't say well.

I got off him without saying a word, he took a breath, squeezed my arm and gave me a break, and said, "It's okay."

I said, shut up.He carried him to lie down on the chaise longue, changed the sheets by himself, found some medicine to apply to him, helped him to lie down on the couch, and said: "You sleep on the couch first, I will sleep on the chair tonight." up crooked."

I didn't sleep, and stayed with him for half the night. I really had a fever in the middle of the night. I took the warmed soup and woke him up.After feeding a bowl of decoction, he also woke up, lying on the bed and looking at me quietly.

I sat beside his bed, pinched my knees, took a deep breath, and lowered my head, "I'm such an asshole."

He didn't speak, but pursed his lips.

I sighed, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and said in a low voice: "I've been spoiled since I was a child... I can't observe words and feelings, like a lack of heart, his face darkened, all I know is that he is not happy I can’t see anything else, so why don’t we play those things? Just say what you want, if something goes wrong, we’ll settle the matter, or if you’re unhappy about something, I’ll change it, huh? Don’t keep talking Ok?"

Jianqiu was silent for a while, then he suddenly relaxed, raised his eyes and looked at me, speaking very slowly, like flowing water, "It was originally out of my own selfishness, I wanted to steal a few days to live a good life, and I didn't want the news I said it from my mouth, but I didn't expect that today's situation is also due to my concealment..." He said flatly, "The young master is also a man who is about to reach his age, and a man at this age has not yet married There are very few of them. The old lady has a motherly heart and started looking for a spouse for the young master a month ago."

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