"Knock knock!" With a knock on the door, footsteps immediately sounded inside, and a sweet voice asked, "Who!" Is it Sister Wan'er? Is it because of the husband and the cave room you can't sleep! Dong Xuan said, opened the curtain, took the bolt to open the door, and when he saw that it was Ma Chao, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy, and exclaimed: "Husband!" How did you get here? ”

Ma Chao smiled: "It's been four years since we got married, and today we have come to the cave room!" After speaking, a flash of figure got in, and a pair of eyes kept looking at Dong Xuan in a daze.

Dong Xuan is only fifteen years old, and in modern times, she is definitely a little Lori with red roots, but in ancient times, there were many fifteen or sixteen-year-old mothers.

was seen by Ma Chao in a single dress, especially the extremely conspicuous tent erected high below, Dong Xuan looked at it, and couldn't help but blush with shame, and said coquettishly: "The husband doesn't accompany the bride's cave room, why did he run to the concubine's dowry room!" If the princess blames it, the concubine can't afford it! ”

Ma Chao said: "In the eyes of the husband, there is no difference between a bride and a dowry maid, as long as it is my Ma Chao's woman, the status is equal, don't you welcome to be a husband, if so, I will go to your sister Wan'er to spend the night!" With that, he turned around and pretended to leave.

"Don't" Dong Xuan hugged Ma Chao's arm and said in a low voice: "The husband can come, the concubine is so happy!" Why don't you let the concubine serve her husband tonight! ”

Ma Chao was overjoyed, and when he turned around, he picked up Dong Xuan and walked to the bed, not even knowing that the only robe on his body had fallen to the ground. The candlelight is hazy, adding a bit of romance, and the spring color in the boudoir is beautiful, full of heavy breathing and soft whispering. Dong Xuan can only be regarded as an ordinary beauty, and she is obviously one grade worse than Diao Chan and Du Xiuniang, and even Yang Wan and Liu Li are inferior, but Ma Chao loves her very much, and even can't put it down, because she belongs to the kind of childish stunner, which is hard to find!

After doing enough foreplay, Ma Chao entered the actual combat state with a light car, and the rain was surging, although Dong Xuan was the first time, he also fought with Ma Chao for half an hour before he stopped, his whole body was soft, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Ma Chao suddenly regained his confidence and was in good spirits, and through the comparison of the two women, he also found the difference between the two. The Diao Chan treasure is tight and narrow, and it will squirm when excited, like the spring water of the three rivers in the top ten famous vessels.

When the woman is emotional, the blood that accelerates the flow will make it protrude, and the peristalsis of the muscles when excited drives the "three beads" to stimulate the faucet. For women with this famous weapon, the jade door is tight and narrow, so that the "spring water" is not easy to flow out, and the man size is immersed in it, and he will feel unusually warm and slippery. But this kind of happiness is not something that everyone can enjoy, and ordinary people will be done in three or two. Ma Chao can hold on to nearly 100 times, which is already remarkable.

Dong Xuan's is relatively normal, although it is also tight, but it should be regarded as "ordinary goods!" But such a woman is obviously more suitable for Ma Chao, a novice. While Ma Chao was excited, he couldn't help but think of the beauty of Diao Chan, the secret path was so good in ancient times, three wives and four concubines could be open-minded, in the twenty-first century, I didn't dare to think about it, it would be good to be able to secretly raise a little third child.

And Diao Chan, who has a famous weapon, is really a stunner! In the future, he had to find a way to conquer her, and it was no wonder that Dong Zhuo said in history that he was unwilling to give Diao Chan to Lu Bu, such a peerless beauty with both color and art and an artifact was something that men were reluctant to give away. In history, the Diao Chan must have been secretly hidden by the lustful Cao Ying, and it was impossible to give it to Guan Yu.

And Cao Ying was also infatuated with another woman, who might also have an artifact, that is, Nanyang Zhang Xiu's aunt, Mrs. Zou. Cao Ying not only folded Dian Wei for this woman, but also killed his eldest son Cao Ang, if Zou didn't have any tricks, he wouldn't believe it, after all, Cao Ying is not the kind of womanizer who has no taste.

Thinking of this, Ma Chao suddenly had a very crazy thought, whether to send troops to destroy Zhang Xiu, anyway, sooner or later, it will be a scourge to keep him, and now he can hide his aunt and enjoy it privately. You must know that although Zhang Ji is Zhang Xiu's uncle, the two are of the same age, and they were only in their thirties when they died, and Mrs. Zou is Zhang Ji's successor, at most in her twenties, what a mature woman!

With this idea, Ma Chao began to think carefully about the feasible surnames of this matter. Zhang Xiu seized Nanyang County, which was not only the gateway to Jingzhou, but also could attack Luoyang at any time from the weak defense in the south. This is also the reason why Cao Ying was anxious to pull out Zhang Xiu's tumor in history, Xuchang is closer to Nanyang, and there is no danger to defend, and the rear of Zhang Xiu has been unstable if he does not get rid of it.

Besides, Zhang Xiu is Zhao Yun's senior brother, if he is recruited, maybe he can recruit him without spending a single soldier, if he can earn Zhang Xiu, his super-first-class strategist Jia Xu will also be able to get into the pocket naturally, and he also added a Xiliang elite army, and then took Nanyang County, which is really a good thing to kill four birds with one stone.

As for the reason for sending troops, it is even more ready-made, Zhang Xiu is a remnant of Dong thief, this alone is enough. Zhang Xiu must know that because a widowed aunt has caused trouble, she has to die of depression.

Having made up his mind, Ma Chao couldn't help but smile and was full of confidence. Dong Xuan gasped for a while, and at this moment he had already recovered his strength, and shrank into Ma Chao's arms and asked in a low voice, "What is my husband thinking!" So fascinating. ”

Ma Chao smiled: "I'm wondering when Mrs. will give birth to a big fat son for me!" ”

Dong Xuan's face turned red, and she said shamefully: "Then it depends on whether the husband can often come to the concubine to spend the night here!" If you can't be pampered, you don't know when you can get pregnant! ”

Ma Chao kissed her lightly on the small mouth and said: "You can rest assured about this, the husband is not a person who likes the new and hates the old, and now that he dares to find so many women, he has the ability to make his wives and concubines suffer from rain and dew!" After a pause, he smiled evilly: "Why don't we do it again!" ”

Dong Xuan's face was frightened, and he was about to speak, but he heard a sudden sound of gentle footsteps at the door, and after a while, he heard someone call softly: "Is Xuan'er asleep?" My sister can't sleep today and wants to talk to my sister! As there was still a candle in the house, the man pushed the door open and came in. Listening to the voice, it's not who Yang Wan is. Dong Xuan's surname is introverted, and he is only close to Yang Wan and Du Xiuniang.

Dong Xuan was ashamed, and was about to speak out to stop it, but Ma Chao covered his mouth with one hand and glanced at her.

"Squeak!" With a sound, a beautiful figure walked in slowly, it was Yang Wan. Yang Wan belongs to the kind of tall beauty with a surname of surname, with a height of 1.73 meters, and beautiful lines, concave and convex, if placed in the future generations, it is definitely a good material for car models.

Dong Xuan didn't have time to stop it, he was anxious and ashamed, so he got behind Ma Chao and became an "ostrich", without saying a word. (To be continued.) )