In the early morning before the summer solstice, Xia Late Autumn pounced on Lu Yu.

She was like a proud female general, riding on Lu Yu.

She was dressed in thin pajamas, and her body curved exquisitely, like a hazy moon.

Fair, pink arms loom beneath the pajamas.

"Sister--"

Lu Yu was obviously startled, and his voice trembled.

Then the syllable was clogged in the throat.

She kissed him, a fiery kiss like a midsummer night's rushing raindrops on a camphor tree.

There was a strong fragrance on her body, which made Lu Yu's heart churn with bursts of flames.

Lose your marbles.

Under the double stimulation of touch and smell, Lu Yu's eyes were red.

His limbs were held down by Xia Wanqiu, extremely strongly, and he couldn't move.

Whew--

There was a crackle.

Xia Wanqiu tore Lu Yu's shirt.

Then she ripped off her pure white sundress, revealing her flawless body.

Darkened by the starlight as clear as water, she was as beautiful as a damp rain.

Lu Yu remembered a scene.

The first wild boar hunted by his own knife fell at his feet, and he held Baizi Cut, cutting the flesh of its body with a knife, and the sound of the rattle brought him unprecedented pleasure.

He kissed her lips, like a hungry child, desperately demanding, his ears grinding, and his wheezing came and went.

Xia Late Autumn's body was a little cold, and the nightdress was on the thighs, which looked extremely silky.

Lu Yu held the knife to kill a hundred people without trembling, and the incomparably stable palm touched it along the hem of the skirt, and began to tremble, touching the delicate skin that was smooth and slightly chilling.

He was immersed in that kind of warm and gentle dream, and his hands jerkily pressed on the straight and delicate breasts of summer and autumn, and the touch was warm.

At this moment, he became the king of the world.

Xia Wanqiu closed her eyes, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

A ripe, pick-your-ready cherry.

Bang bang bang –

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Xia Wanqiu, where did you go, I have a nightmare."

Very crisp sound.

Liu watermelon.

Lu Yu was startled, bit his tongue, and his eyes suddenly returned to clarity.

Xia Wanqiu got up from him and got dressed in a panic.

Lu Yu looked at her delicate figure, her breathing was still very short, and said, "Sister......"

"Don't ask."

Xia Wanqiu gritted her teeth, her cheeks red as if they were dripping blood.

Some things require the courage to go all out, and the right time, place and people are indispensable, and once the momentum is released, it is impossible to continue.

And—

Lu Yu didn't lock the door when he came in, and Liu Watermelon was already trying to twist the door lock.

The two hurriedly sorted out their clothes, and before they could get up from the bed, the door was opened, and Liu Xigua, who was holding a doll in pajamas, flashed her big eyes and looked at the two people on the bed very curiously.

"Summer and autumn, Brother Lu Yu, why do you sleep together? And—are you sick, and your faces are so red?" The clothes are still in a mess, are you fighting? ”

The little girl's innocence and ignorance made the two of them feel that they had done something wrong and wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Lu Yu was still a little anxious, his eyes rolled, and he said very seriously: "Sister Watermelon, we are practicing martial arts." ”

"Practicing martial arts?" Liu Xigua asked rhetorically, "Brother Lu Yu, what kind of martial arts are you practicing here?" ”

With a very curious expression, the little girl's curiosity was completely mobilized.

Lu Yu began to talk nonsense: "I am the only one who respects the eight wildernesses** men are above, women are below, you come and go, don't be cowardly, just crackle to snap hahahahaha." ”

"Brother Lu Yu, the name of this martial art is so long, and it's so ugly."

The little girl was obviously a little confused.

"Come back to my room and go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow to go to school." Xia Wanqiu glanced at Lu Yu, took Liu Watermelon's little hand and left.

Lu Yu was left in the room.

He covered his lips, which still had the aftertaste of late summer and autumn, thinking about a question.

Just now—

It was indeed Xia Wanqiu who took the initiative, and he resisted, but the resistance was not resolute at all.

At that moment, did he lose his mind because of impulse, or did he have his own ideas so he half-pushed and half-pushed?

God knows.

But—

"Mom, it's really good, and it's definitely not sagging."

He narrowed his eyes.

Inevitably—obscenely.

……

Lu Yu slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, and after waking up, he was still groggy and took a cold shower, and Jiang Yiyi's phone came, saying that he was waiting for him at the door.

Lu Yu hurriedly changed into fresh clothes and went out, and found that this girl was driving a military jeep, and when she got into the co-pilot, Jiang Yiyi drove away, and didn't tell him the destination, he didn't ask, closed his eyes and recuperated to make up for sleep.

As a result, it took almost two hours to drive to the outskirts of the city, a place similar to a military district.

Layers of sentry posts, just all kinds of tall passes, Lu Yu saw Jiang Yiyi take out three of them, and at the last sentry, the two of them were called out of the car and scanned before they were released.

"The Jianghai Garrison Area, which is said to be a garrison area, is actually equipped according to a regular army-level unit."

Jiang Yiyi explained to Lu Yu.

"What are you doing here?" Lu Yu was puzzled.

"When you arrive, you will know, remember not to talk nonsense later, the one who wants to see you is a regular army-level chief." Jiang Yiyi said in a condensed voice.

Lu Yu didn't know how to feel it, and when he arrived in front of a house, Jiang Yiyi waved his hand, "I'll wait for you outside the door, you can go in by yourself." ”

Lu Yu had to listen to the arrangement, pushed the door in, and found that it was a very simple living room, and sitting in it was an old man in his sixties, wearing an outdated Mao suit.

The old man raised his head and smiled: "Changqing, sit down." ”

"Old uncle, do you know me?" Lu Yu hurriedly said.

A very respectful tone, not to mention that this unattractive old man is likely to be a regular soldier-level leader, just because of the old man's age, he deserves his respect.

Respect the old and love the young.

"I didn't know each other before, but now I know each other, let me introduce, my name is Jiang Boyong, and the girl outside is my granddaughter. This is my business card. ”

The old man said, handing Lu Yu a business card.

"Warehouse No. 1 Warehouse Keeper No. 8?"

Lu Yu silently read the name on the business card, looking confused.

Jiang Boyong explained: "Changqing, if you divide according to the military ranks in the system, the old man and I are a regular army-level cadre, but I only have more than 300 people under my hands now, and the organization I am in charge of is called the No. 8 warehouse." ”

"This name is a bit weird, but this was set by Mao Taizu and his old man back then, and it has been used ever since."

"As for the members of this organization, you have actually been in contact with a lot, Duan Tianwolf and Luo Shaoqing who died in your hands, as well as Xiong Zi Zheng Yingying, are all soldiers under my command. But don't worry, since I have come to see you, I have no intention of holding you responsible. ”

"So—what is this organization for?" Lu Yu asked directly. 8±8±，o

Jiang Boyong smiled, "Although our country has been established for almost a hundred years, it is not so stable, and there are always some special people who are not satisfied with the government's management, which has existed in all dynasties. Part of the task of our organization is to monitor the every move of those people, and to subdue those who can't, at least control them. If you can't control it, then destroy it. ”

"Who?" Lu Yu asked.

Jiang Boyong said: "People like you. ”

Lu Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Jiang Boyong said lightly: "As the saying goes, Confucianism uses literature to mess with the law, and chivalry uses martial arts to violate the ban." People like you who practice martial arts are powerful and brave and ruthless, if the country does not have a special force to check and balance you, then it is not a mess? ”

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