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Gan Mei's face also changed, and Tong Yan suddenly blushed to the root of her ears, but she didn't want the pottery merchant to be so bad, so she wanted to make the two of her serve at the same time and fall asleep.

Although Ganmei is more open than Mulan, she is also a lady from a rich and noble family, and there is still a little reserve in her heart, so there is no problem for her to be a concubine, but if she and Mulan, the wife, serve her husband together, how can she not be a little embarrassed.

Not to mention Mulan, a dignified heroine, serving her husband alone, whatever she wants, let her and Ganmei serve the potter, of course, she will feel uncomfortable.

"Husband, it's enough for the concubine to serve her husband alone, I see that my sister has also drunk a few more glasses, and she seems to be a little drunk, so let her go to rest early." Gan Mei smiled at the potter's smile and smiled with a blushing face.

Mulan's eyes moved, and she quickly heard that this was Gan Mei relieving herself, busy holding her face with her hands, pretending to be drunk.

The little trick of the two of them, how could the potters not see it, the more ashamed they were, the more unwilling they were, the more they lured the potters to have evil thoughts.

The corners of his eyes hooked a wicked smile, and he smiled: "Madame, she has a lot, and she has only drunk a few glasses, how can she be drunk, come on, the good night is short, let's rest quickly." ”

Seeing that the potter was so resolute, the two of them were ashamed and embarrassed, and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Husband...... We ......"

Their faces are as delicate as fire, and their eyes are full of shame, but they are squeaky and do not react.

The potter was already impatient, holding Mulan with one hand and Ganmei with the other, and wanted to pull them into the bed.

The red candle in the room had a high fever, the red Luo gauze tent, and a strong breath of spring, which stirred his heart even more.

It turned out that Gan Mei had already prepared in advance, creating a strong atmosphere of spring, waiting to spend a good night with her, but she didn't expect that the potter would let the two of them serve together.

"Mei'er, it turns out that you have been ready for a long time, these days for your husband to fight outside, let you stay alone in the empty room, don't you want to be your husband very much, hehe......"

With a wicked smile, the potter snatched Gan Mei into his arms and kissed her moist lips.

Gan Mei's delicate body trembled, instinctively snorted, and remembered that her sister Mulan was next to her, and she suddenly blushed with shame, and gently pushed the potter away.

Seeing such a scene, Mulan saw it in her eyes, and her heart was jealous, but the deer in her heart was thumping and beating faster, throbbing inexplicably, churning in her heart like a tide, and her body immediately became hot.

"It's always fair for a husband, kiss Mei'er, how can you not kiss Mulan, come, kiss a ......" The potter smiled and pulled Mulan over, and wanted to kiss her again.

Hua Mulan was so ashamed that her heart was pounding, and she wanted to refuse, but with her strength of force, it was easy to push the potter away.

But for some reason, her arms seemed to be in prostration, and the ghost made her unable to use her strength, so she could only let the potter pull her closer, and in desperation, she had to close her eyes with a red face.

Kissing the two women one by one, the potter laughed, lay down on the couch, smiled and admired the two blushing beauties, and his eyes signaled to them.

The meaning of the potter is already obvious, how can the second woman not understand.

Gan Mei bit her red lip lightly, her eyebrows were shy, and she quietly looked at Mulan, with that expression, as if she was asking for her wife's opinion.

After all, Hua Mulan is the wife, if people are unwilling to do this kind of thing, how can she, the concubine, make decisions alone.

Of course, Hua Mulan is full of embarrassment, and with her temperament, she is actually unwilling to do such a "shameful" thing in her heart.

However, serving her husband is a natural and righteous truth, and it is deeply planted in her heart, even if she is unwilling in her heart, but in order to make her husband happy, she has to do it.

Besides, deep in her heart, there was a kind of impatient thought, as if she still had some expectations.

Secretly gritting her teeth, Hua Mulan finally made up her mind, sighed lightly, and said shyly: "Mei'er, as long as your husband is happy, what does it matter to us." ”

Gan Mei understood, her heart beat faster, she rubbed the placket of her clothes with her bare hands, and lowered her head and said "um".

The two women reached a consensus.

The potter was already angry, so he patted the brocade bed with his hand and said with a smile: "The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, what are you waiting for." ”

Hua Mulan took a light breath, Hua Rong smiled, twisted her plump buttocks and prostrate forward, wrapped around the potter's body like a snake, and softly shrunk into his arms.

Ganmei, who was originally more open, was pretentious again this kung fu, twisted in place, and refused to go to bed for a long time.

Hua Mulan turned around and glanced at her, beckoning, "What are you waiting for, Hugh asked her husband to wait, come up quickly." ”

At this point, where does Gan Mei have the opportunity to hesitate.

And, like Mulan, there is also a faint throbbing in her heart.

She took a light breath, her childish face bloomed with a charming smile, and she had to take small steps, the huge peak on her chest rose and fell, and she stepped up to the bed with a sense of shame.

Mulan stretched out her hand and pulled her to lie down, and she blushed and threw herself into the potter's arms.

The potter embraced these two beauties, and his heart was full of pride.

The heroes of the world kill you to the death, for the sake of the beauty of the country, but the country is not full of beauty, but what is the meaning of this hard-working country.

Right now, it's really a real hero's doing, and it's really happy.

"Two ladies, for the husband, let you see how powerful the husband is today, haha......"

The potter laughed loudly, jumped to his feet, and like a majestic lion, he swooped down on the two lovely prey on the brocade bed.

The red tent is warm, and the beauty is happy.

In this warm inner room, before you know it, it is already spring, and the gasps of men and women are mixed with the sound of coquettish moans, intertwined into a beautiful music.

"Tick...... The system scans and shows that Mulan and Ganmei have love, the host has 23 benevolent points, and the host has 23 benevolent points. ”

……

Have a good night.

When I woke up the next day, it was already daylight, and the sun was on my buttocks.

The potter opened his eyes, stretched his waist, and swept left and right, but saw Mulan, the wife, and Ganmei, the concubine, and the two beauties were next to them, each sleeping soundly on half of their chests.

The two beauties are full of red light, like flowers that have been in drought for a long time, and have been baptized by the rain, and finally get moisturized, and bloom more delicately.

In my mind, the thrilling of last night is vivid, and now I think back on it, how comfortable.

The potter stretched out again and sat up.

As soon as he moved like this, the two ladies who were sleeping soundly were woken up by him, and when they opened their hazy eyes, their sights gradually became clear, but they happened to see each other's eyes.

When they saw each other's unclothed and disheveled appearances, their faces were full of embarrassment, and they were busy twisting their heads away and didn't dare to look at each other, but they were pulling half of the corners of the quilt and hurriedly putting on their clothes.

The potter was not in a hurry to get up, and smiled at the two embarrassed ladies.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the soldiers reported outside, saying that Lu Lingji, who was under house arrest, had lost her temper early in the morning, did not eat or drink, and smashed things.

"This little slut, the eldest lady has a temper again, wait for me to treat her." The potter's good mood was disturbed, and he was unhappy, so he jumped out of the house.

Hua Mulan and Gan Mei were already dressed coarsely at this time, and the fading on their faces faded slightly, obviously no longer embarrassed.

The potter didn't have time to get dressed, so he stood in front of the two of them, and the two of them saw it in their eyes, and suddenly they were embarrassed again.

The potter pretended not to know, and complained solemnly: "Two ladies, your husband did your best for you yesterday, why don't you even want to wear clothes for your husband." ”

Mulan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted, and they hurriedly went forward to serve the potters with red faces and dress and wash.

One is a heroine who has killed countless people on the battlefield, and the other is Liu Bei's wife in history, Queen Gan of Shu Han, but now she is serving herself, a former gentleman, how happy she is.

After putting on the clothes, the potter pushed the door out, and Mulan and Gan Mei sent them out.

"Let's have a good rest, two ladies, let's have a good chat in the evening......" The potter smiled evilly, and the meaning of that sentence was that it was not enough to toss last night, and it would continue tonight.

The faces of the two beauties suddenly turned red, Gan Mei lowered her eyebrows and smiled, but Hua Mulan gave him a blank look, but there was also a shy smile on her face.

The potter laughed and walked away, and before leaving, he suddenly slapped them their buttocks while they were not paying attention.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and only then did they come back to their senses, and their two red-faced and delicate faces were dyed with a layer of glow-like color.

The potter went straight to the back house, and as soon as he entered the hospital, he heard Lu Lingji's familiar scolding, and he could vaguely hear the sound of falling things.

The women and maids guarding outside the door were all relieved when they saw the potter coming, and hurriedly bowed their heads to greet each other.

The door opened, and the potter strode into it, and before he could stand firmly, he suddenly bumped into a piece of pottery flying towards him, and the potter hurriedly turned his head to the side, and slammed into the lintel behind him and smashed it.

Just as the potter turned around, Lu Lingji picked up another piece of pottery and was about to throw it over.

The potter's sword eyebrows froze, and he shouted: "Little slut, you can't do it, put it down for me!" ”

His drink was majestic and majestic, with an unquestionable majesty.

Lu Lingji, who was losing her temper, couldn't help but be startled, her raised hands froze in mid-air for a while, and when she looked up, she saw that it was a potter, and her anger instantly increased.

She hesitated for a moment in her eyes, then bit her lip and threw the pottery in her hand at the potter.

The potter dodged the thrown thing, but he was enraged, and shouted in a deep voice: "Okay, you little slut, you don't fight for three days, go to the house to uncover the tiles, I see that your butt is itchy again, and you want to find a beating." ”

Lu Lingji held her head high, proudly facing the angry glare of the potter, her nose slightly raised, as if she was demonstrating to the potter.

A wicked smile rose at the corner of the potter's mouth, and he walked towards her step by step.

Lu Lingji saw a bit of ominous signs in the eyes of the potter, remembering the humiliation of the potter when he was captured the previous time, he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, instinctively shrank back a few steps, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaobian surnamed Tao, what do you want to do?" ”

"What do you want to do, hum ......"

The potter sneered, waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, hang this little slut for me." ”