Yang Zilu pushed the door open, but what made him a little strange was the smell of pine resin smoke emanating from the room, which was obviously someone who had entered Yang Zilu's room not long ago. But Yang Zilu didn't care too much. It's not that Yang Zilu is not afraid that his secrets will be discovered, but that his secrets are all written in simplified Chinese. can understand simplified Chinese characters, and there is no spy war in this era.

Besides, the Nine Kuibu is not a big city. The people who live there know the roots, and when an outsider enters, it doesn't take an hour to know, and it is difficult to insert the details. So Yang Zilu was probably the slave who put the dried clothes in his closet, or added water to his teapot and other trivial things.

Yang Zilu put the oil lamp on the small round table, took off her shirt and pants, and hung them on the hanger on the side. I'm just wearing a pair of shorts. Because the weather is relatively hot in June, Yang Zilu doesn't like to sleep in kimono very much.

Yang Zilu blew out the lights and turned from the small hall to the room. Although the west wing is called a room, there is a small hall outside. Yang Zilu slowly walked to the bed through the hazy moonlight through the wooden window that had just been glued with straw paper.

Yang Zilu instinctively reached out and pressed on the edge of the bed, and then the whole person lay into the bed, but at this time, Yang Zilu felt that there was a hot and soft thing beside her. Yang Zilu was stunned, and reached out to touch it, but it felt as if he had touched a valley mouth under a clump of black forest, and a trace of stream water was stained on the tips of Yang Zilu's fingers.

"Ahh ......" A slightly suppressed moan sounded, the voice was very familiar, and it carried a strong seductive spring.

"Who!" Yang Zilu asked vigilantly, but he didn't react much, after all, if it was an assassin, Yang Zilu would not have survived here, and he would have killed Yang Zilu when he just entered the room.

"If you go back to the master, it's Lianji!" A shy voice came from the darkness.

Yang Zilu immediately flashed a scene that made people's blood boil, and Yang Zilu suddenly went to sea with an angry dragon.

A small hand was like an agent, groping silently in the dark night, and caught the angry dragon slightly through the silk cloth. Yang Zilu couldn't help it, let out a low roar, and turned over. Through the hazy moonlight, you can see the looming pretty face of Lianji. The rebound did not hide Renhime's eyebrows because of this, but only made it more attractive because of the looming.

Yang Zilu kissed without hesitation, and the two tongues were like two snakes fighting, and they were like two fish swimming. But for a moment, the only shorts on Yang Zilu's body didn't know when they fell to the ground.

Wheezes and moans weave into a symphony of night to night.

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Yang Zilu gently played with the jade * milk of the beauty in her arms, and the fine sweat made the two sticky, but it gave people the illusion of blending. Yang Zilu asked softly, "Lian Ji, how did you come to me?" ”

"Don't you like me coming?" There was a sense of grief in Lianji's voice.

When Yang Zilu heard this, she was sweating profusely on her forehead, and she couldn't bear the changes in women, but Yang Zilu immediately thought of a way to deal with it, turned over, and said, "I love you!" ”

"Ahh No...... It's the fourth time! Lian Ji said sadly.

But Yang Zilu didn't pay attention to it, just buried his head in hard work.

After some conquest, Lian Ji was already as soft as a pile of soft mud, and she was already gasping softly, and said, "Master, don't you like me coming?" ”

"Let's call the husband!" Yang Zilu said with pity.

"Husband? I'm just a slave! Lian Ji grumbled.

"Not anymore!" Yang Zilu does not have the indifference of the ancient king, who called a woman to come and go when she was called. Yang Zilu has his pity and cherishing jade.

"Then I'll call you Yang Lang!" Lian Ji laughed.

"Hmm!" Yang Zilu replied, and the palm of his hand was unstable and climbed the mountain.

Lian Ji's breathing was a little short, and she said angrily: "Yang Lang! ”

Yang Zilu laughed softly, and instead hugged Lianji and didn't speak.

After being silent for a while, Lian Ji asked, "Yang Lang, is it true that you just said that you love me?" ”

Yang Zilu was silent for a while, couldn't bear to deceive Lianji, and said: "It's not love, it can only be regarded as love!" ”

When Lian Ji heard this, she complained: "Although your words are not sweet, I don't have much taste in my heart when I hear it. But I'm glad you confessed to me. Didn't you just ask me how I got here? ”

"Hmm!" Yang Zilu nodded, looking at the outline of Lian Ji's face hidden in the darkness suspiciously.

"Madame called me!" Lian Ji said shyly.

"Little fox!?" Yang Zilu couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded when she heard this, and immediately understood. It must be that Xiaohu himself can't do that, and he is afraid that he will be lonely at night, so he asked Lianji to come over, and Yang Zilu was a little more moved by Xiaohu in his heart.

Lian Ji asked coldly, "Yang Lang, what did you see last time?" ”

"What last time?" Yang Zilu replied with a dry smile, I don't know why he couldn't help but think of the voyeurism incident.

"You get it!" Lian Ji said angrily.

"That! Actually, I just didn't know that you were there, and I saw everything when I went in. After Yang Zilu finished speaking, she obviously felt that the body of Lian Ji in her arms was heating up and getting hotter.

There was a hint of spring in Lian Ji's voice, "Then why didn't you do anything?" ”

"If you don't volunteer, what do I do? Feelings are difficult for strong people, and there is nothing good in the end! Yang Zilu is still a young man who has just left school, and obviously has an unusual innocence in the matter of feelings.

When Lian Ji heard this, she didn't speak, and her eyes were a little more moved. The two slowly fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Lian Ji got up early and cooked a delicious breakfast for Yang Zilu. Yang Zilu was eating at the round table, and Lian Ji was holding her chin with her hands on the opposite side, looking at it with a smile. Yang Zilu took a bite by herself and fed Lian Ji, so that Yang Zilu had the urge to sink into the gentle township from now on and no longer pay attention to things.

Yang Zilu couldn't bear it, and after breakfast, Yang Zilu put on leather armor with the help of Lian Ji and walked out quickly. Xiaohu didn't come out, staying in the room, she was afraid of seeing Yang Zilu crying.

Yang Zilu didn't go to see Xiaohu either, the expedition was imminent, and no matter how long the children were in love, they would be indecisive. Yang Zilu resolutely strode to the large open space outside the holy temple. When the fifty cavalrymen saw Yang Zilu, they all lowered their heads and beat their chests with their right fists to show respect.

The infantry who was originally sitting on the ground also stood up, and many people looked at Yang Zilu with burning eyes.

The animal trainer Ding Bian dragged a sturdy bantam horse at the bottom of the steps. Yang Zilu walked over quickly, turned over his horse, and his own soldiers handed over the riding spear on the side. As soon as Yang Zilu pulled the reins of the horse, the bantam stood up and let out a low neighing sound. "Warriors of the Nine Tribes! Let's go! ”

"Fight! War! War! ......" the soldier roared, waving his weapon.

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