My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

"Wei Awan," Rong Xian held her waist, holding her tight to prevent her from moving, and bit her back of the neck with a bit of ferocity, "You just ran thousands of miles to kill people and gain goods, and you didn't even look back. Get off me."

"Is it appropriate?" Rong Xian patted her waist and abdomen, and breathed behind her ears, carrying the aggressive scent of sandalwood, so strong that it made people dizzy, "Who are you going to see in such a hurry to elope?"

"Rong Xian," Wei Wan held his wrist tightly and placed his fingertips on the back of his hand. He felt that there was something wrong with Rong Xian's state, "Did you feel stimulated by that 3,200-knife blow to Ling Chi?"

"Yes," Rong Xian's voice was very soft, scattered in the wind, "I was stimulated on those thousand steps."

As soon as the words changed, Rong Xian rubbed her cheek, parted her lips and bit her lips: "Ah Wan wants to make it up to me."

"Isn't this compensating you?" Wei Wan put his fingertips on the back of his hand and looked at the blurry scenery in front of him, "Any more will be too much."

"What's the goal?" Rong Xian took her lower lip in his mouth and bit the slightly swollen ball in her lip, "I don't just want to make a goal,"

"I still want to penetrate you."

Wei pulled back and raised his head, leaning on his shoulder. He half-closed his eyes and looked at the sky. His voice was carried by the wind, but it was very clear: "Isn't it still bright today? Why have you started dreaming?"

Her expression was lazy and completely trusting. It was a moment of gentle relaxation after her overly tense expression. It was very attractive and eye-catching. Rong Xian darkened his eyes, leaned back, and took advantage of this posture to kiss her throat. middle.

Wei Wan's throat twitched slightly, one hand stretched out to touch the reins that Rong Xian was holding with one hand, and the other hand raised to pinch Rong Xian's rouge-colored earlobe, pinching and pinching, until the earlobe was filled with blood. give up.

Rong Xian raised her long eyelashes, and it was clearly visible that the ends of her raised eyes were red with lust. When he raised his eyes and glanced at her face, he bit the flesh of her throat with his teeth, but the force was not strong.

Her peach-pink fingertips shifted position at the same time as Rong Xian's movements, touched his Adam's apple, and scraped lightly with her nails. In an instant, Wei Wan's restless hand was caught by Rong Xian.

Rong Xian opened his lips, loosened the teeth that were biting the soft flesh of her throat, followed the lips and moved his fingertips, holding her hand in the palm of his hand and simmering it, the tips of his teeth left traces on her fingertips , his lips dropped, and he touched her palm again before giving up, flicking the reins and driving the horse back to the city.

But it was not the east city gate that Wei Wan captured, but the west city gate that Rong Xian led some of the Wei army through.

"There is a poplar tree here that is as high as the city wall. It is unique on the official road and is like a sand table punctuation point." Rong Xian's voice was hoarse and extremely restrained. He closed his eyes and thought of Wei Wan's nails just now. The intense inner fire that arose when it hit his Adam's apple seemed to burn all his muscles and bones. At the same time, it also rang the temple bell that he had stretched out, stopping his frivolous movements. "The city gate in the west is different from the city gate in the east." They are all the same, but shorter, and the animal head on the city gate is Chi Kiss."

Rong Xian's slightly calloused fingertips touched her cold cheek. Seeing that the person was a little sleepy, he lowered his voice even softer and put it against her ear: "A-Wan knows what Chi Kiss is." What?"

"It is said that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, namely Qiuniu, Yazui, Chaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Bixi, Bifan, Fuxi and Chiqi." "The eldest son Qiuniu has a gentle temperament, with the head of a dragon and the body of a snake, and the second son Yazui , bloodthirsty and good at killing..." Her tone was soft and refreshing, and the warmth of being held in Rong Xian's arms continued to flow. Even if it was blown away by the wind around her, she was still somewhat comfortable. Rong Xian's arms were wrapped around hers. Waist, palms hugged the waist, fingertips patted, with some coaxing and comfort.

Rong Xian led Wei Wan into the west city gate, drove the horse into the small road, and rode towards the somewhat deserted county governor's house. He carried the person from the back door to the side room, dragging Wei Wan's legs and lower back with one arm, and the other With one hand, he opened the wide belt around his waist, opened his outer robe, wrapped the person in it, and then placed him on the small couch.

After looking for the new bedding brought by Shang Daowei, he put it on, then untied the person's armor and arm bindings and put them aside, put the person on the bed by the waist, took off his shoes and socks, and also boiled warm water to cleanse him. Face, wipe your hands.

She covered the quilt tightly, then put her hand under the quilt and took out her white feet. There was an eye-catching little mole on the outside of the instep. Rong Xian held a warm handkerchief and put it against hers. The soles of the feet were rubbed carefully, without any trace of impatience, as if they were tracing some treasure.

After finishing the work, he lowered his eyes to look at the small mole with a slight flaw in the white jade. He was very eye-catching. He hooked his lips and gave a light kiss. Then he pulled out the other one and traced it repeatedly. The nails were round and small, and the Achilles tendons were pink.

The handkerchief fell back into the water and rippled, and the people outside the house surrounded it. Just like the handkerchief falling into the water, the noise rushed over Yunzhong City. Rongxian's expression was slightly cold, and he raised his arm to adjust it. He lifted up his wide sleeves, took the copper basin and put it on the lion stand, then tied on the waistband that he had just pulled off, straightened it up, stepped out, and closed the door of the wing with his hands.

"Put some food in," Rong Xian came to the hall, listened to the commotion outside, glanced at the closed door, and said to several lieutenants of the Wei Army, "These days when Beishu is occupying the city, originally Everything prepared for Abdong has probably been rudely looted by the barbarians, and there is nothing left. Don’t worry about the elderly, women and children.”

"No, sir," Wang Zhan scratched his head, his dark skin a bit honest, "That's right, the cellar in the cloud is open, and every household has a lot of things stored. Although it is not valuable, it is not a problem to survive the winter richly. , and when the barbarians attacked the city, few of the family's prime men went into the cellar, so there were... quite a lot left."

"After the Wei army recaptured the city, they arranged to send some things away,"

Kou Luming lowered his waist and felt a little at a loss. He followed up after Wang Zhan's words: "When our Wei army was in charge of King Huaiwu, we were not allowed to accept the food that the people pledged to eat in winter. We didn't dare to ask for it. Yun Zhong's The people were enthusiastic, so... we hid in the Sheriff's Mansion, but we didn't expect to be blocked."

"Now, we are the turtles in the urn."

Even though Wei Wan was not in the meeting hall, Rong Xian did not sit on the main seat. Instead, he walked towards the first wooden chair under the main seat, shook the teapot, and poured out the water in the pot. After washing a few tea bowls, he took out the ground tea from his purse, boiled a pot, and divided it among the five people present: "Have a taste and warm yourself up. The tea produced in Weidu is your general's favorite. ”

After a pause, he waited for the five people to drink tea, then changed his tone and mentioned what they had just said. He raised his eyes and looked at the door opposite the main hall of the county governor's mansion. His tone was as clear as this cup of tea: " Accept everything you give me."

Hearing this suddenly, the five of them raised their heads from the tea cups in surprise and looked at Rong Xian, the first person on the lower right who was holding a tea cup but could only smell the aroma of tea.

"It's just some vegetarian food. I opened a granary to store grain. I mixed it with the vegetarian food sent by the people to make porridge and distribute it. The porridge shed can be set up in front of the city gate. Remember to put more corn." Rong Xian put down the tea cup, his eyes narrowed. Squinting, his voice was calm and did not make any waves, "Also, hang Meng Gong's body in front of the city gate for the people to vent their anger and watch."

Feel free to go eat barbecue~