The little drunken ghost Jiang Moyan took out a folded piece of paper from his arms, which was flat and neat, and was wrapped in a handkerchief by the owner. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Feng Jiutian didn't expect him to really take out something, took the paper and unfolded it, it turned out to be a hand-drawn small map, I don't know what this picture was drawn with, the lines were drawn very fine and clear, and the various annotations in the picture allowed people who saw this picture to immediately understand the meaning of the person who drew it.

Feng Jiutian's heart was beating like a drum, because this map was not the defense map of the Northern Underworld, but the defense map of Donghuang that Jiang Moyan had researched and drawn by himself. The defense points in the picture are written concisely and to the point, and you can see that a lot of thought has been put into it.

Feng Jiutian put Yutu into his arms, and then looked at Jiang Moyan, who was looking at him with expectant eyes and begging for praise, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart. She doubted her in all sorts of ways, and she did so much for him quietly. Feng Jiutian was a little ashamed.

He pulled down Jiang Moyan's hand, which was still around his neck, and helped her back to the bed. He was about to go out and ask someone to prepare a sobering soup, but before he could leave the bed, he was pulled back by the little drunkard on the bed, and fell on her at once, and the two red lips happened to touch together.

Jiang Moyan has coveted this red lip for a long time, and now that he has the opportunity, he sucks like an opium addict.

Feng Jiutian was taken aback. The person in the bed is confused, is he not confused, playing kiss with a man? It's too shocking! Although some rich and ridiculous noblemen also like to play some things to raise **, they do not include him. So when he realized Jiang Moyan's movements, his first reaction was to push the other party away.

Drunkards are all arrogant and uncourteous, and Feng Jiutian at this time can understand the meaning of this sentence very well. Because he failed to push Jiang Moyan away several times, and the little mouth that was absorbing him sucked him even harder, as if he wanted to eat his tongue.

Several pushes and shoves aroused Jiang Moyan's temper. She was already straddled Feng Jiutian's body at this time, her two hands tightly hugged Feng Jiutian's face, and pushed her little tongue into the other party's mouth.

The tingling sensation from the tip of his tongue more and more impacted Feng Jiutian's reason. He stopped resisting and let the other party go deeper and deeper in his mouth, and probe and explore. A wordless pleasure overwhelmed him, and his body visibly changed. An impulse gathered in his abdomen, giving him the urge to knock him down and step on him again. He never knew that a simple kiss could break his willpower and make him sink into such a beautiful feeling.

At this time, Feng Jiutian felt that his brain was congested, and his whole body was slightly sweating, and the emotion that was about to burst was forcibly stopped by reason when he made the first move, because the person under him was a man, a little guard who had always cared for him like a younger brother, not his *** and not his woman.

Feng Jiutian tried his best to calm himself down, although it was very difficult under the extreme harassment of that little drunk, and he was reluctant to treat him roughly. In the end, when Jiang Moyan was about to pick off his clothes, he relented, flipped her over on the bed, jumped out of bed in embarrassment, and escaped from the warm pavilion.

Fortunately, there was no one outside the door, and no one saw him in embarrassment. He propped his hands on the table and closed his eyes in annoyance, wondering why he was so bewitched by that stinky boy, could he not like men? The thought startled him.

It was already completely dark outside, and the cold wind of the night crept in through the crack in the door, calming the young man with his blood a little.

Feng Jiutian was a little puzzled, he knew that he didn't like men, because he had never felt for any man except Jiang Moyan, but he occasionally reacted to those beautiful women who made people's blood rush, but what was going on today? Is it because that stinky boy can't seduce him?

Feng Jiutian shook his head vigorously, throwing these impossible things out of his brain. Nothing else can be sure, but one thing he can be sure of is that although Jiang Moyan's whole body is full of weirdness, it can't be Beiming's fine work.

Feng Jiutian took out the small picture from his arms and studied it carefully. This closer look, what man, what feelings and other moments were left behind by him, and he was deeply attracted by the layout in the picture.

Maybe men are naturally instinctive and enthusiastic about these conquests, layouts, and dominating the world, so when he saw those few layout points that surprised Feng Jiutian and were very reasonable, Feng Jiutian couldn't help but look up at the door of the Warm Pavilion.

Is this picture really from his child? A child who grew up in the mountains and has never been on the battlefield can draw such a defense map just by flipping through his study and reading a few military books? If he is not plagiarizing others, then it can only be said that he is a genius!

Jiang Moyan in the room didn't know what Feng Jiutian was thinking outside, and he didn't know what kind of disaster he had created. In the dream, she only knew that she had met Ah Tian, and happily pulled Ah Tian to play and kiss. The long-lost pampering and sweet feeling made the little girl dizzy, and she wanted to take the initiative to dedicate herself to a momentary pleasure. However, what made her angry was that Ah Tian actually rejected her and turned around to find another woman.

Where would the angry Jiang Moyan allow his man to betray? As soon as he stretched out his hand, a leather whip instantly appeared in his originally empty hand. Jiang Moyan picked up the whip and caught up with the two men and women who were kissing me and me in front of him, and whipped the whip down.

The woman who was hugged by Feng Jiutian looked back and smiled, revealing Tana's face that was overwhelming. I saw Tana take it lightly, pull Jiang Moyan's whip, effortlessly pull the whip into her hand, and pull it back with a backhand whip.

Jiang Moyan hurriedly dodged, but the speed of her sleep was too slow, especially those two feet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't take a step, seeing that the whip was in front of her, she could only close her eyes and wait for death.

The feeling of the whip falling on the body was really painful, from the flesh to the bones, and then along the nerves in the bones into the heart. Jiang Moyan felt that his heart was dripping blood, and a kind of grievance accumulated from his previous life to the present suddenly poured out.

Although she didn't want to show her cowardice in front of the dog man and woman, she couldn't suppress the grievance, and her tears slanted down like a torrent of broken embankments. Jiang Moyan, who was already out of control, simply cried loudly and cried out the tears of his two lives together.

Suddenly, she heard someone shaking her desperately, calling her name as she went. Jiang Moyan wiped away his tears and raised his eyes to see that it was Feng Jiutian. Jiang Moyan, who was carried away by anger, stretched out his hand and slapped Feng Jiutian on his face, and five big slaps with clear fingerprints instantly appeared on the other party's fair face, if you touch it, you will find that there is a slight bulge there.

Jiang Moyan was stunned, looked at his somewhat numb palm, and looked at Feng Jiutian, who was stupid there, and did not speak.