After doing it before and Gao Feng, there were some yīn shadows in her heart, and the first time was always painful, which made her remember it vividly, but under Gao Feng's caressing, all the yīn shadows disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be lying on the clouds, deeply trapped in a whirlpool like the impact of warm water.

The bewildering star clenched his teeth at the beginning, and when he got to the back, he couldn't help but open his red lips, revealing a bright red and pink little tongue, like a puppy, cute and distressing, but his face was a seductive expression mixed with pain and joy, and the peak of the lip flap was like magic, along her chest, lower abdomen, and until the triangle forest. Crying, the whole person tensed and trembled.

Gao Feng stopped all his movements, held Confused Star's waist, looking at her expression, Confused Star's eyes were blurred as if he didn't know that he was a dream, but his hands took the initiative to wrap his arms around Gao Feng's neck, making his cheeks close to his lower abdomen, as if he wanted to cover Gao Feng with his belly.

But she herself didn't know what she was doing, her beautiful eyes looked at the roof blankly, and it took a while to transfer to Gao Feng's face, as if she was burned, and quickly let go and covered her face, but no longer covered the rest of her body.

Gao Feng stood up and whispered in the ear of the confused star: "Say, whose woman are you?" ”

The hoarse voice is low and magnetic, but it is the best urging at the moment. The love medicine made the whole person tremble again, and his legs rubbed again, but he was embarrassed to say it with his head down, his hands behind his back, no longer covering, and he looked submissive.

"What do you say?" Gao Feng was not in a hurry, and his right index and middle fingers raised the chin of the Confused Star together, so that her eyes met his own, and the fawn-like wet eyes flashed to the side in a second on the pile, but he refused to say anything.

The corners of Gao Feng's mouth provoked a hint of a smile, and his left hand was not idle, making the bewildering star moan in his mouth, his body was also writhing, and his cheeks were red and about to drip blood, and finally she spoke:

"I'm your woman, I'm your slave girl......."

As soon as these words came out, the bewildering star couldn't raise her head in shame anymore, and the next moment her whole person was picked up by the peak, without waiting for her to understand what was going on, just like the last time, she fell into the feeling of being penetrated again, and the warm water was in the ups and downs of the peak, like a wave rushing out, and the corner was on the ground.

Pink Moon sat on the ground outside the door, listening to the movement inside with her eyes closed, her legs writhing unnaturally.

If you want to conquer a woman's heart, you must first conquer the woman's body, and the star will no longer say anything about the peak, like the most well-behaved little daughter-in-law, serving the peak willingly.

Gao Feng didn't give the Confused Star too much warmth, like a big man, accepting the service of the Confused Star, behind the red-faced Confused Star, Pink Moon was like a resentful woman, looking at the peak with resentful eyes, and dodging before the collision of eyes, she knew her identity, and she would not be entangled in this, just self-pity and self-pity.

Shut down

The blood girl didn't know what was going on in the road from beginning to end, and after waking up, she sat happily at the dinner table, eating what she liked, and Gao Feng ate all the things in the bowl in three or two times, and did it in front of the iron box, and took the innermost book with a peeled cover.

The owner of the rì notebook is also the owner of the box, for other people, the paper that wipes the butt is just the same, but it is the treasure in Gao Feng's heart, he slowly opened the rì notebook, the first page is written with a neat pen and pen 'Gift Liu Zhijun senior' handwriting is delicate and graceful, but it is the handwriting of a girl, and a cute cartoon pig's head is drawn at the bottom, so that Gao Feng's heart swells up with a trace of warmth, all cute girls like to draw pig's heads, and his Fei'er is also like this.

For some reason, Gao Feng was a little jealous of the owner of the rì notebook, this person named Liu Zhijun was different from him, he had his own name, and he only had one number, he never knew who his parents were, and no senior sister had a good impression of him.

Liu Zhijun is a cadet of the military academy majoring in air crew, learning the maintenance and maintenance of helicopters, which records the data and maintenance procedures of various helicopters.

"March 23rd, fine, finally sent to the direct flight brigade, or the premier Northwest Wolf Flying Brigade, my classmates are envious of me, this group of guys must be jealous of me, eat loose meals and pour me three bottles of liquor, wake up and find yourself asleep in the toilet, they must have deliberately .......

"On the seventh day of May, the light rain turned cloudy, there was no holiday, there was no Sunday, the whole day was endless simulation training, I was always oil, but the helicopter wouldn't let me touch it, didn't they know that I was the first in the class? Wait, when I can take over, I'm going to surprise all the guys who laughed at me. ”

"Wu Meng wrote to me, this little girl, really think I don't know the way, did she send the rì note? She can't even disguise her handwriting, she's really a little fool, I don't know what she looks like now, has she learned to dress up? I have to tell her that girls can't dress up too pretty...... ”

"December 31, the war in the northwest is tight, bad news comes every day, pilots are killed every day, even the logistics are not safe, thirteen classmates who graduated from a class have died, it's really not an auspicious number, I don't know who is the fourteenth? Maybe it's me, maybe it's not me, I don't care about anything? I don't know what happened to Wu Meng, I haven't received her letter for two months, don't have anything to do....... ”

"It is said that it was a great victory, that it was the greatest victory in history, and that only 21 of the 98 helicopters that attacked came back? Why are you not even allowed to mention the names of the fallen pilots? Will the lockdown hide the truth? I'm fed up with lies, I'm fed up with endless touting, only the soldiers on the front know what is going on with the Dao, only those of us know how big the loss is and will we lose? ”

"Smack......." Gao Feng fiercely closed the notebook, his heart was full of anger towards Liu Zhijun, he thought that Liu Zhijun was a coward, these words were a blasphemy against the soldiers on the front line, no one knew better than him what the front line was like, all the infantry lived in water and fire, there was no rest, no food, no safe hiding place, and even no place to sleep quietly, today's friends are tomorrow's corpses, and tomorrow's reinforcements are the cannon fodder the day after tomorrow.

Gao Feng is the blood and courage of a warrior in his bones, he knows better than anyone that a soldier can lose his body, can lose his limbs and even everything, but what he can't lose is confidence, because depression is contagious, once he finds that something is wrong, he must quickly adjust, otherwise he will harm the comrades of a whole company, and he personally executed no less than five soldiers, all of whom were jīng God collapsed, resulting in nervous disorders.

Gao Feng's eyes fell into the memories of his previous life in a trance, he used to take the initiative to find these memories, but now he can avoid them, just because he knows the Tao, no matter how he is, it is impossible to go back to the past, and he does not allow himself to fall into the decadence of losing his goal.

After a while, Gao Feng felt that he had adjusted, so he opened the rì notebook again, flipped to the place he had seen before, and read it again, this time it was more rough, and he didn't read anything about Liu Zhijun's mood, he was afraid that he would tear up the rì notebook angrily.

As his gaze fixed on a line of handwriting, he fell into the memories of his past life again.