Chapter 3: The Habit of Broken Sleeves

Among the countless palaces and pavilions of this Afang Palace, there is a ghostly palace. The occasional attendants who passed by here also hurried up the pace of walking, just because it was not an ordinary person living here, it was Guo Jiuchang, the first eunuch of the Western Qin!

If someone dares to enter at this time, I am afraid that they will be killed by the long nails of Guo Jiuchang's ten fingers on the spot! Of course, if someone enters at this time, they may be able to find out why their ancestors have so many righteous sons, but they just favor Zhang Dieyi. I saw Zhang Jiuchang wearing obscene clothes and pants lying on the soft collapse with a relaxed expression, and a little eunuch with a "boy and girl" kneeling in front of him. Guo Jiuchang looked at the little eunuch with a loving look and said, "Little Fluttershy, pay good tribute to your godfather, this has served the emperor for a day, but I am tired of our family!"

That little Butterfly was Zhang Dieyi Zhang Bao who appeared in Lin Zhibai's room a few days ago, and I saw that he looked indifferent, or he was used to it. He picked up Guo Jiuchang's feet, stretched out his tongue, and licked them inch by inch from the toes. Guo Jiu often closed his eyes to enjoy, and from time to time he moaned. He said excitedly to Zhang Bao: "Little Fluttershy, your tongue is getting better and better, and it is not in vain that our family dragged people to get snow water from the Tianshan Mountains to soak your tongue." Turn around and let the godfather give you the meridians too!"

The evil smile on his face looks like a demon from hell! so eerie! so terrifying!

When Zhang Bao heard this, Mu Ran's face did not change at all. But if it weren't for the dim lights in this room, the corners of his eyes would have jumped. The obedient lay on the wooden table, took off his pants, and revealed his ass that was whiter than the woman's. I saw Guo Jiuchang take out a small wooden stick, and his other hand was very gentle, as if he was a father full of fatherly love. With the movement of his hands, Zhang Bao's hands tightly picked the table. After a while, Guo Jiuchang felt that it was not very enjoyable

took out a leather whip and whipped Zhang Bao fiercely. Zhang Bao clenched his teeth, without a hint of resistance, but his eyes were full of fire, gloomy and terrifying!"

About half an hour later, Guo Jiuchang seemed to be satisfied, took out a bottle of potion from his arms, his eyes were full of regret, and carefully rubbed the medicine on Zhang Bao's scarred and bloodstained back, and muttered in his mouth: "It's all because the godfather is not good, and he made our little butterfly like this." ””

Zhang Bao felt sick to his stomach for a while, but he looked flattered on his face, and said in his mouth: "Where is the godfather, being able to serve your old man is a blessing from being a son for eight lifetimes, and the other brothers are red-eyed!"

Guo Jiuchang saw that his son was so filial to himself, and said with great relief: "Godfather, I see that you are also tired, go back and have a good rest, you will be a little sleepy after applying the medicine, but it will be of great benefit to your cultivation! Recently, the plague has been rampant in the capital, and you will have more resistance after taking this medicine!"

Zhang Bao saluted respectfully: "Godfather, you should rest early, and your son will come to serve you the day after tomorrow." With that, he stepped back step by step, closed the door with his hand, and went to his own residence.

Lying on his bed, Zhang Bao finally couldn't help it, his fists smashed wildly against the wall, and tears flowed down like a river bursting its banks. He washed his face from the water he picked up from the washbasin, and finally looked at his own face.

A punch mirror breaks the blood!