"Brother Shu, do you want to come to Fu Jiu for real?" Xena narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and her tone was compelling.

Han Luoshu sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, held a goblet, and shook the cup in his hand with his head tilted slightly.

"Xena, get down to business." Han Luoshu glanced at her coldly, and his tone was flat.

Xena walked over slowly, straddled Han Luoshu's lap, and supported Han Luoshu to sit on the back of the sofa with both hands.

Bowing their heads close to him, the tips of their noses touched the tips of their noses, and Xina's red lips opened lightly: "Huo Yuqian wants to import some ordnance and equipment to do business with the Germans." ”

Hearing this, Han Luoshu hooked the corners of his mouth, "When and where?" ”

"Well, I don't know, but if you give me some rewards, I'll do my best." Xena's lips slowly approached, and her breath was already spat on Han Luoshu's face.

"Oh? Is this reward okay? Han Luoshu fell, catching her prey like a cheetah, and choked her lips, the gentle strength that made Xena almost think that this man was in love with her.

Fu Jiu just wanted to speed up the plan to move out of the Great Marshal's Mansion, she didn't tell anyone, and it was not too late to talk about it when the matter was settled.

At night, Huo Yuqian was drinking in the room, and Xena sat next to him and poured wine for him.

Huo Yuqian's eyes were burning with anger, his face was gloomy, he went to the Han Mansion that day to ask for someone, and he noticed at a glance that Fu Jiu was wearing clothes that were not her original, and Fu Jiu stayed in the Han Mansion all night......

Drinking the wine in his hand seemed to ease his anger at the moment.

Half an hour passed, and when Xena saw that his face was flushed, she knew that he was almost drunk, and helped him to the bed.

Huo Yuqian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, only feeling the heat, his hands tugging between his necks, so hot.

Xena turned off the light, and the room was pitch black, barely able to see through the moonlight through the window.

Fu Jiu had already fallen asleep in the mellow garden, and a light figure quietly came in.

The old architectural style is still retained in the Marshal's Mansion, and the windows are all wooden windows.

"Squeak." The window was opened, and a hand was reached in to bring in the burning incense.

The smoke walked through the room with the burning embers of incense, and Fu Jiu only felt extremely hot in his sleep, obviously dressed thin but still scorching hot.

The door was pushed open, and Xena walked in, smirking as she looked at the writhing figure on the bed.

Fu Jiu, seeing that you are innocent, will Brother Shu still want you!

Xena studied abroad, riding horses, archery, shooting guns, and had excellent physical fitness.

Picking up Fu Jiu effortlessly, she carried Princess Fu Jiu out of the yard.

The rest time of the Marshal's Mansion was very early, and there was almost no one at night, so Xina smoothly "stole" Fu Jiu to her and Huo Yuqian's room.

Huo Yuqian, who was a little drowsy, suddenly felt the mattress next to him sink, and he touched it with his big hand and touched his soft body.

Fu Jiu was hot, feeling that Huo Yuqian's touch was extremely cool, she couldn't help but make a sound.

This sound shook Huo Yuqian's body with his eyes closed, and instantly caused changes below.

He knew that it was Fu Jiu next to him, and when he felt that it was extremely hot, he didn't even think about solving it with Xena, and after hearing Fu Jiu's voice, his hope was about to explode.

I couldn't think about why Fu Jiu was here, his body was already covered.

It's so heavy, it's so cold...... Fu Jiu tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

"Hot ......," Fu Jiu muttered.

Huo Yuqian kissed Fu Jiu's lips, fierce and tender.

The pain stimulated Fu Jiu's brain, and she came to her senses, and what she saw was Huo Yuqian's sweaty face in front of her, as well as that satisfied expression......

She seemed to have a dream, dreaming that she was lying on a small boat, and the boat drifted with the waves of the sea, and with her, and the sea breeze blew on her body and felt a coolness.

On the second day, Huo Yuqian woke up first, rubbed his sore temples with his right hand, recalling the dream he had last night, he laughed a little, laughing at his dignified young marshal for having such a filthy dream.

At this time, the paralysis of his arm attracted his attention, Huo Yuqian tilted his head, and what he saw was not the black hair that was curly every day, but the black and bright straight hair, and a face that slept peacefully.

Huo Yuqian's mind was stunned, he took out his arm and sat up, and lifted the quilt covered by the two.

Naturally, he was naked under the quilt, Huo Yuqian's eyebrows frowned, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't have time to think about why Fu Jiu was in his room, but he noticed the sound of Fu Jiu waking up.

Body aches...... Fu Jiu opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was an unfamiliar ceiling, and then she saw Huo Yuqian, who was sitting naked.

She was so shocked that she quickly sat up only to find that she was not dressed, and the marks and sore spots on her body, as well as the clips of last night one after another, naturally made her understand what was happening.

Huo Yuqian looked at her, he looked calm and did not speak, as if he felt that everything was normal.

Why are you here?! What the hell is going on! A series of questions made Fu Jiu's brain want to fry.

"Huo Yuqian, you! Vile. Fu Jiu's eyes were full of tears, she covered the quilt and retreated, her tone was very painful.

Huo Yuqian moved his gaze to the sheets, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly pressed her down on the bed again like a mad lion.

Huo Yuqian pressed her shoulder, tightened it hard, and said in a cold tone: "Who did you give it to for the first time?" Say! Who was your first man? ”

He saw that there was no red on the sheets, and Fu Jiu only felt unbearable pain in his shoulder.

"Let go, what are you talking about...... Fu Jiu was at a loss, she wanted to break free from Huo Yuqian's confinement.

"Is it Han Luoshu?" Huo Yuqian thought that Fu Jiu had changed his clothes the next day after he disappeared that day, and he was furious in his heart, the kind of anger that his private property was touched by others.

"Say, it's not him!" The two fingers of the big hand grabbed her face and forced her to look at her.

Fu Jiu was still confused, and replied casually out of instinct: "It's not ......"

Her cheeks had already been pressed out by Huo Yuqian's fingers, and the red mark did not fade after he let go.

At this moment, Fu Jiu's eyes were no longer as rippling as before, but were replaced by fear.

Huo Yuqian's face was a little darker, and the eyes of the gloomy owl looked at her for a while, and Fu Jiu panicked when he saw it.

Then he pulled over his white shirt and put it on, and rudely grabbed the military trouser cover to get on and off the bed.