The red sleeves add fragrant jade sticky bed, and the flowers fall into the new account.

Yuan Xian stretched out her white and slender fingers and swiped across the peak of the maid, and said with a flushed face: "I'm eleven years old, why doesn't my husband have sex with me." ”

"Does the young lady want to have a round house with the master?"

The maid asked with a look of surprise.

"My brother explained to me, saying that he wanted to have a room with his husband, you can teach me about men and women!"

The maid blushed and said, "Miss, wait two more years!" ”

"No, now." Yuan Xian retracted her hand and touched her flat chest, and said, "You help me rub it and make it bigger quickly." ”

"Miss." The maid gasped, opened her trembling lips and took Yuan Xian's little tender tongue, sucked it gently, and licked it with her tender tongue, very light and soft. But after a while, Yuan Xian's flushed face was sweaty, and she began to moan softly, and she was very comfortable being played with by the maid. Yuan Xian stretched out her hand and quietly withdrew the maid's skirt, put her hand on the maid's bare buttocks, stroked it slowly, and took the maid's hand and stuffed it between her two thin legs.

"Touch me."

"Miss."

The maid moaned, pinched by Yuan Xian's fingers, the dense deep forest was already wet, a blushing face was like an apple tempting picking, the maid squinted her eyes slightly, only felt that her lower body was getting more and more itchy, and stretched out her fingers to caress and caress Yuan Xian's undeveloped ruddy place. Suddenly, the maid picked up Yuan Xian, buried her head between her legs, and began to stretch out her tender tongue and spin and stir.

Yuan Xian clenched her hands, gritted her teeth, grabbed the sheets with the toes of her tender feet, and couldn't help screaming anymore.

"What are you doing?"

I don't know when Ma Hong pushed open the door and looked at the confused scene in front of him with a shocked face.

"Husband, Xian'er, I want to be with you... Round... House. ”

The maid saw Ma Hong hurriedly raise her head, trying to grab the clothes to cover her almost naked body.

Yuan Xian was talking, I don't know if it was Ma Hong's sudden appearance that made him nervous and excited, and he actually peed out.

Ma Hong said to the maid: "Get dressed and go to the study in a while." ”

The maid blushed and said yes.

Ma Hong arrived at the study, sat down, his heart beat violently, and the erosive scene appeared in front of him, the eleven-year-old girl actually did it with her maid, is it because he doesn't have a round room? Eleven years old! What an age! Hey, Ma Hong sighed and licked his dry lips.

"Sir." The maid knelt in front of Ma Hong and bowed her head.

Ma Hong sat on the chair, stretched out his foot to pick up the maid's chin, and said slowly: "Your ability on the bed is good!" Tell me who you've slept with. ”

The maid trembled and said, "The third prince of Yuan Shang and the eldest prince of Yuan Tan ......"

"With whom?"

"Master Yuan Shao."

"Oh! You look young, how old are you? ”

"Back to my lord, I'm twenty-seven years old."

"Twenty-seven, older than me, but it looks like I'm eighteen or nineteen. Serve me! ”

"Yes, sir."

The maid took off Ma Hong's shoes and untied Ma Hong's wide clothes, and then Ma Hong sat naked on the chair, looked at the maid and said, "Let's start!" Serve me well. ”

The maid stretched out her tongue and began to lick from Ma Hong's calf, and slowly licked upward, her tender tongue crossed her calf and thigh, and Ma Hong's heart was hard to suppress. The maid sometimes raised her head to look at Ma Hong, and her expression was coquettish and shy. The maid put one leg of Ma Hong on her shoulder, and then stretched out her hand to caress Ma Hong's words, and her technique was very skillful.

Ma Hong roared, put down his legs, stood up, picked up the maid lazy waist, sucked the twin peaks with his mouth, and then pushed the maid against the wall, holding her legs and inserting it hard, the maid was very cooperative with the thin waist to meet, shaking her buttocks, and welcoming Ma Hong's movements, the two smooth bodies were soon soaked in sweat, glued together and constantly writhing, rubbing, each other's sweat was intertwined, penetrating into every open pores, they breathed each other's breath, and constantly stimulated each other's desires.

Yuan Xian peeked outside the door, her head was a little dizzy, her eyes were innocent and coquettish, her face was flushed, and her breath was chaotic.

Here, Ma Hong fought for more than 20 times, suddenly changed his position, pressed the maid on the chair, pressed the maid on the chair with his hand, and then attacked violently from behind, the maid screamed, shook her hips, and greeted Ma Hong's movements, Ma Hong became more and more crazy, wantonly venting his body's desire.

When Ma Hong's physical strength was exhausted, he sat on the chair to rest, and the maid also crawled to the ground and panted, when she wanted to get up and pour a glass of water for Ma Hong, Yuan Xian actually walked in with tea, walked straight to Ma Hong, knelt on the ground and said, "Husband, drink tea." ”

Ma Hong looked at Yuan Xian helplessly, then stretched out his hand to take the tea and said, "Go out!" ”

"Husband...

"You're still young, get out."

Zhang He's Mansion.

A face as rigid and cold as a knife carved out, this is a completely northern face, powerful, powerful, eyes like torches, full of explosive power. Half of his face was hidden in a thick beard, his eyes were shining with different colors, and Zhang He was reading a letter, a letter from the north.

The letter was written by Xu You, and it was indeed Cao Cao's words.

The letter made it very clear that Zhang He wanted to be Cao Cao's internal response and quickly integrate into Ma Hong's power center.

Zhang He frowned, took a piece of garlic and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly, with a grim expression. He doesn't get Ma Hong's trust now, even in Cao Ying, he doesn't get Cao Cao's complete trust, a person who doesn't get the trust of the lord no matter where he is, to do this internal response, I don't know when he was sold by Cao Cao. It would be nice if he returned to Cao Ying now, but unfortunately he definitely couldn't go. He can't go, Cao Cao knows that for the time being, he Zhang He can't enter the enemy's power center, and now Zhang He is still in danger, as long as Ma Hong has a little suspicion, he will be put to death, at this critical moment Cao Cao also wants him to do internal response, which is worse for Zhang He, if he accepts it, once he is exposed, he will die without a place to bury.

Now Cao Cao wants Zhang He to do the internal response, which is nothing more than:

1. Cao Cao knew that Zhang He could not come back, so he asked Zhang He to make an internal response, and if Zhang He chose to agree, he could also know the movements of Ma Hong's army and make corresponding plans.

Second, Cao Cao knew that Zhang He's ability could not be used for him, so he should not be used by the enemy, and wanted to use this method to expose Zhang He, and then use Ma Hong's hand to eradicate Zhang He.

What should I do? Zhang He's brows were furrowed very tightly, from the time it was dark and thinking about the rooster's crow, Zhang He finally figured out that from the battle of Guandu to the present, all he wanted to do was to live and achieve some fame, so he couldn't die, if he died, everything would be in vain.

Ma Hong yawned, got up from the bed, looked at the sleeping Ma Yunlu, and rubbed his sore waist, he fought one after another last night, and his body was a little unbearable. Ma Hong got dressed, drank snake gall wine, pushed open the door of the house, walked into the courtyard, picked up the sword and played twice.

"Lord, Zhang He asks to see you."

"Oh? Come and see me so early? Let him in. (To be continued.) )