When the army is out, no matter how luxuriously the camp tent is arranged, it is still not home; No matter how soft the bed is, you won't be able to sleep well. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTherefore, Han Jun has not slept soundly for several months. Returning to the home where he could let go of all his defenses, lying on the bed he was familiar with, coupled with the effect of alcohol, Han Jun slept very deeply and soundly.

It is human nature to be full of warm thoughts, even Han Jun is no exception, especially under the catalytic effect of alcohol, even in his sleep, his desire is unusually strong.

The first time Zou pressed someone's feet, his technique was naturally very rusty, although his forehead was already dripping with sweat, but he could still see Han Jun frowning in his sleep from time to time.

Zou didn't know that there was a feeling called pain and happiness, but he felt guilty that he was not good enough to hurt Han Jun. I made up my mind to ask Himiko for advice, but I didn't know what to do right now.

Han Jun in his sleep completely lost the majesty of a prince, but he was more like a child, and the Zou family felt warm in his heart as if he was going to be crazy.

The comfort from his feet disappeared, making Han Jun pout dissatisfied, turning over indiscriminately, and muttering indistinctly: "I want it, I want to ......"

Zou's pretty face suddenly turned red, a pair of spring onion jade hands kneaded the corners of the clothes tangledly, and a faint mist slowly floated in the eyes of the water cut.

Han Jun, who was lying in his clothes, felt a burst of heat and tore a few handfuls indiscriminately, but there was still no way to make him more comfortable.

Zou slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, as if he had finally mustered up his courage, put his hands on the belt of his clothes, and walked towards Han Jun slowly but firmly.

Han Jun was still like a child, tossing and rolling back and forth on the bed, his mouth was dry, as if there was a fire in his heart and there was nowhere to vent his discomfort.

The last strand of clothes fell to the ground, and the bedroom, which was still a little dim, suddenly became much brighter. Zou's white jade-like ketone body slowly lay on Han Jun's body, giving the raging flames in his body a place to vent......

One is a spear and halberd, which kills bravely; One is a place that has been open for a long time, dry and lacks rain. Zou, who had been hesitant before, immediately left all her worries behind as soon as she was moistened by the rain and dew, and as she rose to the clouds again and again, she would rather die immediately than leave this man again.

Women, in this day and age, are nothing more than vassals of men. The hatred of the family and the country is too far away for most of them. Happiness is the most important thing, even if it is just a very spineless tactful inheritance, for a surviving person like the Zou family, it is not important at all.

Han Jun slept until the third pole of the sun, which was very rare for him. Although he was a night owl in his previous life, in this life he has already generated a biological clock in the military camp to go to bed early and get up early. Sleeping in bed is still very rare in him.

Stretching comfortably, Han Jun yawned very pleasantly, but suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Although he slept alone when he was away on the expedition, it was not uncommon for him to have a woman next to his pillow when he returned home. But strangely, this woman does not seem to be his wife.

With a tense heart, Han Jun turned his head suddenly, and suddenly felt as if his head was about to explode.

Zou actually woke up very early and had been staring at the man next to the pillow for a long time. However, just as Han Jun was about to wake up, she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Because, she was shy, she didn't know how to face this sober man, and she didn't know what this man would do with her.

After a short period of shock, Han Jun quickly reacted, this must be the moth made by Diao Chan's girl. He has never been the kind of man who puts on his pants and leaves, but he also doesn't want to repeat the fate of Boss Cao in a daze.

So, he had to ask clearly.

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbidity, Han Jun asked as calmly as possible, "Did someone coerce you to do this?" ”

Zou never thought that the first thing Han Jun asked after opening his eyes turned out to be this, and immediately shook his head in a panic and replied, "No, no one has coerced me." I, I'm volunteering to serve the general......"

Han Jun asked again in disbelief, "Really?" ”

"Absolutely not!"

Zou replied categorically, because this was also true, so she had nothing to hide.

Han Jun breathed a sigh of relief at this time, nodded lightly and said, "Then can you tell me the details of this matter?" ”

Zou hesitated for a moment, but decided to give everything and everything, because it was not a secret in the first place. So she found her and asked her to come in to serve Han Jun and make them a real family, as well as her own reaction, etc., and told Han Jun everything.

Han Jun smiled bitterly, hesitantly reached out and grabbed Zou's fragrant shoulder, and sighed, "Why are you so bothered?" These women in the family are enough of a headache for me, why do you have to squeeze in and suffer? ”

Zou's face darkened, and he said faintly: "I know that I am older than the general, and I am not a perfect body, and I am an unknown person, so I should not have the luxury of serving the general." Last night's incident, the concubine will forget everything, and I implore the general not to blame Sister Diao Chan, all the mistakes are all made by the concubine alone...... Well, hmm......"

Han Jun was impatient to listen to this, so he directly blocked Zou's mouth, using his stinky mouth that still smelled of strong wine.

The matter of morning erection is a happy worry for every man. Han Jun, who greedily sucked Zou's lip flap, was embarrassed to find that he was excited.

Zou is like a ripe peach, and he is very sensitive to a man's every move. So, under Han Jun's intentional guidance, her sweet spring-like lips slowly left Han Jun's stinky mouth and went all the way down......

The spring night is bitter and the day is short, and the king will not be early from now on?

Han Jun suddenly realized the absurd origin of Tang Xuanzong at the beginning, the Spring Festival is short, life is just as short, compared with the hegemony of the Xiongtu and the gentle township, which is more important? There may never be an accurate answer.

Yun Sideburns snuggled in Han Jun's arms scatteredly, and Zou's eyes were full of charm that could make all men crazy. Han Jun put his hand on his back, which was as smooth as mutton fat jade, and sighed softly and said, "I will order Jin Rong to come back, but I don't know how he will react when he learns about this." ”

Zhang Xiu in history, the reason why he succeeded in stealing the camp was because Cao Cao was negligent and did not take precautions, and secondly, because he had a person named Jia Xu by his side.

Now that Han Jun has learned from the past, he will naturally not slack off, and Jia Xu will never betray him at this time.

Therefore, although his uncle and mother were held in the arms of other men, it is difficult for Zhang Xiu to solve the hatred in his heart like in history.

However, Han Jun was unwilling to bury a pimple in Zhang Xiu's heart because of this matter. The ability of the "Northland Gun King" is obvious to all, and Han Jun is also very optimistic about him and takes him seriously. It's just that today's Zhang Xiu is still loyal to him?

Han Jun didn't know, but he was sure that since Zou had already gone to his bed, he couldn't push her down anymore.

In other words, this is a dead knot, unless Zhang Xiu can accept his uncle and remarry Han Jun, who is the same age as him. Otherwise, Han Jun would never be able to trust and reuse him again.

Zou said shyly: "Jin Rong, I won't object." ”

"Oh?"

Han Jun asked suspiciously, "Why are you so sure?" ”

Zou Shi was even more shy, lying in Han Jun's arms and not daring to raise his head, and whispered in a voice like a mosquito and a fly: "The concubine once mentioned her impression of the general in her letter, and Jin Rong replied that as long as the general does not force me, he will not mind." ”

Han Jun nodded thoughtfully, patted Zou's **** and said with a smile; "In that case, let him eat the wind and waves at sea for another two years. It's not too early, and it's time for us to get up. ”

With three wives in the room, Han Jun naturally can't marry again, coupled with the age and identity of the Zou family, she is destined to enter the General's Mansion as a concubine.

Of course, at this time, Han Jun's official identity is only the second-rank general of Zhendong. However, who would take the imperial decree of the Wancheng court seriously? You must know that at least in this land of Youyan, the piece of heaven above Cangsheng's head is not surnamed Liu, but only Han.

Regarding the fact that Han Jun ate the Zou family, whether it was in the inner house or among the civil and military vassals, it did not make any waves.

Because in the eyes of everyone, this is just a normal thing that will happen sooner or later.

Because compared to Yuan Shu, who wantonly collected folk beauties into the palace and actually intercepted them in his own mansion, the "lustful" Han Jun was actually far sorry for his great reputation.

Although the territory under his direct control was only one county, Nanyang, as time went by, Yuan Shu's ambitions became bigger and bigger.

The decline of the royal family has both advantages and disadvantages for him. As for whether the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, or the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, it depends on what he thinks.

What Yuan Shu thinks, no one knows, including Yang Hong, his most trusted think-tank now.

As the history of the general's mansion, Yang Hong's status is not low, at least in this Wancheng and Nanyang, it can be said that he is under one person and above ten thousand people.

However, Yang Hong was still very dissatisfied. Because what he wants is much more than what he has now.

So, on a dark night, a mysterious guest walked into his home.

Where the guests came from, Yang Hong didn't care. What the purpose of the guest, Yang Hong didn't care. What he cared about was the weight of the package in the guest's hand, and the color of the contents of the package.