Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong

At that moment, the door was pushed open. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info I was stunned, thinking to myself who would dare to be so bold and dare to break into the Queen Mother's bedroom in private. I looked up and saw that it was the Captain. He was standing in front of the door, staring at us with that fierce and murderous gaze. In order to show him contempt and challenge, I still lay on the Queen Mother's body and continued to have sex with the Queen Mother with all my might. Biting his lip, the lieutenant glared at us for a moment, then slammed the door and left. After the lieutenant left, I felt a little interested, and with some fatigue on my body, I collapsed on the bed, panting slowly. But the Queen Mother seemed to be not happy yet, hugging me tightly and pestering me to continue having sex with her. I was so pestered that I had to pull myself together and have sex with her again.

Because the Queen Mother asked me to accompany her, I couldn't leave the palace for three days. The king is still in the Winter Palace, and I don't know how the dealings with the owners of the villages are going, and I am very concerned. But the main thing was that the sudden appearance of the Captain that day made me very sensitive all the time, and I always felt that the Captain was watching me somewhere like a ghost. At the same time, it also made me feel that there was some kind of ambiguous relationship between Du Wei and the Queen Mother. And this relationship between me and the Queen Mother is not a real equal male and female ****, but a kind of service and submission. Although this will also bring me some sexual pleasure and pleasure, but after the pleasure and pleasure, there is often boundless sorrow and shame. Gradually, I felt that there was an uncomfortable depression and depression in the crape myrtle garden, and when I saw the sunlight outside, I didn't want to stay in the house. However, I didn't dare to go out, for fear that someone would see that I had a secret affair with the Queen Mother.

With **** is actually part of a man's ambition and ambition. Having sex with a woman of his dreams will make a man feel that his expectations and desires have been realized, his dreams have come true, and he will have a sense of success that has made this woman what he wanted. However, once this **** and **** are obtained, the infatuation and drunkenness will soon disappear, and then it will be replaced by a feeling of fatigue and boredom, just like eating too much honey. And the best way to get rid of this burnout and boredom is to look for novelty and excitement in other women. Men's ambitions and ambitions are endless, and they will always have endless territories and women to conquer. When the woman he loves becomes an obstacle to his ambitions and ambitions, he will find a way to get rid of her. I feel like I'm one of those men. I just want women to be my appendages, to come to her when I need her, and to be waiting for me somewhere when I don't need her. However, now I have become a subordinate of a woman, and I am dominated and called by a woman, which makes me feel very unaccustomed and uncomfortable. And women have a very annoying habit: once they stick to a man, they will be stubborn, tireless, endless, making you keep hugging her, hugging her, kissing her, caressing her, undressing her, bathing her, warming her hands, combing her hair. And doing these things in itself is the most detrimental to a man's self-esteem.

At noon, the Queen Mother had not yet gotten up, so I took the opportunity to go out to the back garden to breathe the air, because once the Queen Mother got up, I had to stay by her side all the time. Walking across the winding bridge, I came to the pavilion. Standing in the pavilion, looking at the glacial lake behind the palace, the lake is misty and undisturbed in winter, and the island of sinful pleasure is as mysterious and alluring as a fairyland. However, the island is no longer mysterious and alluring to me, and the experiences and encounters there still make me shudder when I look back. Now, how different will the life situation in the crape myrtle garden be from what happened on the happy island? The difference is hysterical self-destruction and chronic suicide.

At this time, a young woman in a bright dress was flying a kite with a young maid on the grass at the edge of the harem. Perhaps because the tail of the kite was too light, it flipped a few times in the air, then planted it towards the ground and landed next to the kiosk. When I saw the beautiful woman running towards her, I recognized her as the princess from her gorgeous clothes and noble temperament. I went down to the kiosk, picked up the kite, held it in my hand, and waited for the princess to come this way. I haven't seen her for a few days, but I feel as if she has grown up, matured, and more beautiful and moving. At this time, she was wearing a bright green dress that was not too thick, and under the golden light of winter, she looked so radiant, so full of charm and vitality. She walked up to me, looked at me with bright eyes, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't Childe go to the Winter Palace with His Majesty to take refuge in the winter?" I said, "Yes, it's just that the Queen Mother has something important to discuss, so she summoned Longhua back to the palace." The princess asked again, "When will Childe return to Peach Village?" I said, "I'll be back in a day or two." ”

When the princess saw that the maid had stopped not far from us, she said, "Wenjuan, you bring the kite back first, and I have something to say to my son." Wen Juan replied brightly, then walked over to take the kite from the princess's hand and walked towards the Frangipani Garden. After the maid had gone, the princess asked me to walk with her in the woods and meadows behind the rocky mountain.

The winter sun is clear and light in the sky, and the breeze is cold and cold. Walking side by side with the princess in the golden light of noon, my depressed and low mood couldn't help but be sunny and refreshing. As I walked, the princess asked me if Han China was very big. I said that it is indeed very large, and it will take at least half a year to walk from one side to the other. The princess thought about it, blinked her eyes in surprise, and then asked the Han how the young Chinese men and women fell in love and got married. I said that they generally love each other by themselves, and they are not much different from the kingdom of heaven. But the princess was not satisfied with this simple answer, and insisted that I tell her a story about it, for the kingdom of heaven is always fond of quoting stories and songs to tell stories. Perhaps they find this expression more interesting and persuasive.

In order to satisfy the princess's curiosity, I told her the story of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai". However, I don't want this story to end in tragedy, otherwise it will make the princess think that the love and marriage of Han China are tragic. For this reason, I made up a happy ending to the story. In order to make her feel the mysterious and beautiful poetic mood, I even sang the song "Butterfly" for her to listen to.

When the princess heard the song, she was so excited that I asked me to teach her to sing it. So, I sat with her on a stone on the edge of the rocky mountain and taught her to sing this song. The princess was very clever and learned it in a few moments, and sang to me. The princess's voice is pure and crisp, and she sings passionately, so people can't help but feel a deep affection and impulse in their hearts.

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