Feng Qianhou is a strategist who makes suggestions, of course, his practical ability is not bad, and his overall planning ability is also quite strong, but most of the time he is not very willing to take care of those specific things. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 For example, now, he put the strategy up and walked away. So, Bian Ji was not interested in staying, and followed back to the inn in the city.

Li Duoshou was the commander of the guard, Zhang Yue didn't speak, he was not easy to walk, but Zhang Yue was pacing back and forth, as if he was hesitating. Zhang Yue is indeed a little difficult, he is more inclined to the middle strategy, but in that case, including Zhou Quanzhi and some of his incense masters, Song Yaozhu is afraid that it will be difficult to accept, she will do her best.

The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao. Since it is not possible to take it by force, let it be guided by Eli!

Zhang Yue quickly made up his mind, turned around and walked to the camp tent that was tightly guarded by his own soldiers, opened the curtain and bowed in, Song Yaozhu was sitting on the side of the low table in a daze, and saw him come in with a stunned expression.

"You need my help, don't you?" Zhang Yue stepped forward and sat down and asked with a smile.

"You...... What are you going to do? Song Yaozhu was a little surprised, and explained weakly in a low voice: "Although the traitor Zhao Xiangzhu was eliminated by Zhou Protector, those subordinates joined the army and refused to come back. When we arrived in Yunzhou, we were already weak, and after the flood, many people were scattered, and Zhou Protector and I couldn't get out of the disaster camp, so we ......."

"Would you like to go to Huizhou?" Zhang Yue doesn't care, more than half of the 20,000 victims have joined the White Lotus Society, and this cannot be changed in the short term. But the original idea of the White Lotus Society itself is a hodgepodge, and the teachings are not clear, which can be changed.

"Is it okay not to go? We can continue to collect the population for you in the Central Plains, and make up for the 20,000 people for you, in short, we don't owe you! Song Yaozhu was trying to negotiate the conditions, and she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in her heart, her lowered eyebrows fluttered from time to time, and she quietly peeked at Zhang Yue.

"When you give me 20,000 people, what year and month will it be? And my Huizhou needs people now, 100,200,000 is not enough, can you find a way to solve it for me? Zhang Yue looked at Song Yaozhu with a smile, she is a smart woman and will know how to decide.

"Let all my people go to Huizhou, and you are not afraid that your soldiers will be disturbed?" Song Yaozhu had doubts in her heart, so she couldn't help but ask.

"Because you're my woman, your subordinates will follow my orders, right?" Zhang Yue simply opened the skylight and said something bright, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and put it on the back of Song Yaozhu's hand that was holding each other's hands in front of him.

Song Yaozhu's body trembled like an electric shock, her face turned red, and she didn't push Zhang Yue's hand away, she lowered her head and said miserably: "Why are you persecuting like this, I am not worthy of you as a woman." ”

"You know what? I want to get rid of all your descendants because you're ...... I can't bear it! Zhang Yue looked at her seriously.

"I can't promise you yet, let me discuss it with Protector Zhou and them first." Song Yaozhu was startled, looked up at Zhang Yue, and understood in her heart that he was not lying, so she couldn't help but blush, and said with grievances.

"It's done! What else do you have to discuss? It is God's arrangement that allows us to meet, the miracle of fate, so that we are destined to be together, you don't want to run away anymore, okay? Speaking of these words, Zhang Yue's face was not red and his heart was not beating, there was no hypocrisy, and he looked extremely sincere.

For the sake of the 20,000 victims, for the sake of the infrastructure project in Huizhou, there is no way to do it. And the heart of the beautiful woman in front of her can't be blasphemed, Zhang Yue really misses her a little, and she can't ask for it, this woman is also like a hedgehog, so he can't do it. Now, it's finally time.

If you want to get a woman and make her fall in love with you, then get close to her first, let her be familiar with your smell, familiar with the feeling you bring to her when you are close, as long as it takes a few more times, she will get used to it, and these Zhang Yue have done it. Last autumn on the boat outside the town of Asaguchi, the Daimyo Mansion, Zhang Yue forcibly shook her hand, releasing some kind of strong signal, and she already understood. So now, taking her body by hand, are you afraid that her heart will not be tied to herself?

"I didn't...... But I'm not alone...... You can't ...... like this" Song Yaozhu saw Zhang Yue approaching, and instantly understood what he wanted to do, and her heart was beating nervously, both hesitant and scared, because the future is unpredictable.

"I want you! Now is it! Give me! Zhang Yue didn't allow her to get up and run away, and brutally hugged her into his arms, ignoring the yellow skin on her face and neck, her mouth came up and began to kiss, and her big hand went up, caressing the crisp breasts that had made him salivate for a long time, and forgot to return.

"Don't do that...... If you take advantage of people's danger, I will hate you to death......" Song Yaozhu kept turning her head and face to dodge, pushing and shoving with both hands, but her struggle and resistance seemed a little weak.

She has practiced fists and swords, if she really doesn't obey, Zhang Yue can't do anything about her for a while, but her heart is in turmoil, thinking of her ex-husband Lei Wanjun for a while, and thinking of the mess of the White Lotus Society, although the world is big, they really have nowhere to go. If you want to keep this foundation, it seems that you can only be sorry for your ex-husband, and over the years, her ex-husband's impression has become weaker and weaker.

"Yaozhu is just a delicate woman, but she has to do men's things, why bother? It's so bitter! It's so pathetic! Let me help you! Believe me...... Like I've always believed in you. ”

Although Zhang Yue hugged her waist tightly, she struggled very hard, and grabbed his big hand, which was a little unable to catch her. But the magic of sweet words instantly touched the softest part of Song Yaozhu's heart, and her struggle slowed down, and her mind turned around, as if he really didn't owe him anything, but he repeatedly turned to him for help, and now he turned his immigrants into his subordinates, and suddenly felt guilty in her heart, but instead comforted him.

In fact, she is also a sensual-sexual-woman, and sensibility-sexuality is called amorous when it comes to literary and artistic points. Amorous people, a little bit of good from others will be remembered in their hearts, and they always want to repay, but in the end, they have wronged themselves and fulfilled others. Since ancient times, most Chinese women have been like this, but they are not necessarily all grievances, and there are also beauty. These virtues are not known to the blonde Yanma and the sow.

Song Yaozhu's body slowly softened, her breathing became hot, she raised her head and slowly closed her eyes, bitter tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, sliding down the green silk like a waterfall, her red and hot cheeks, and the yellow thing on her neck were wet with Zhang Yue's saliva, and they disappeared piece by piece, revealing clumps of snow-white and smooth skin.

Zhang Yue's big hand climbed up again, rubbed it back and forth gently, kissed off the yellow things on her face little by little, and gradually moved to her ear, exhaling a warm and warm breath, and whispered affectionately: "I won't let you regret it...... I won't give you a chance to hate me either! ”

"Hmm......" Song Yaozhu glanced at him half-fascinated by the eyes that were about to drip water, subconsciously responded, and quickly closed her eyes again, and her ice-like heart began to melt little by little like a spring breeze.

The air was still chilly in the early spring, and there was no wind in the tent, but it was poorly furnished, with nothing but low tables and cushions, but a felt blanket was laid on the floor. The two obsessively embraced each other slowly fell to the ground and began to untie their clothes, which was completely wild, but the two turned a blind eye to it, and devoted themselves passionately, making the scenery in the tent beautiful and affectionate. (To be continued.) )