Chapter 11: A Study of Skirts

The shoddy houses can't hide the wheezing sound inside. The violent movement caused people outside to continue to reverie. The people on the road carried the bottles of wine, staggered along, poured them into their mouths, and threw the bottles to the side of the road.

No one went back with the woman, and no one went back with wine. No matter how indulgent they are, they always remember to have a good night's rest to cope with the next five days of fighting.

But there are always exceptions, and in everyone's opinion, this person is looking for death. Because he took not only the woman back, but a terrible woman with him. This person who is looking for death and is not afraid of death is young, but his hands are not honestly rubbing up and down.

It's been a long time since I've tried to be touched so gently, and I've come into contact with nearly a hundred men, and everyone is rubbing vigorously. Reaching into the part that was hidden by the clothes, he led her to a corner as fast as he could.

The boy stroked his waist for a while, his hand slid down, and gently pressed it against the huge circle below his waist. Through a thin layer, gently scratch through, very patient. The body rubbed by countless pairs of rough hands actually produces a tingling and itching feeling.

"Stinky boy, it's so light to the touch, don't you dare, or are you studying my short skirt?"

Feng Luo pulled it back and said with a smile, "I'm just, uh, studying the short skirt......"

"You're studying how to take off your skirt, right? Give it to my sister, and I'll show you how to take it off. Eth threw a wink.

"I'm just looking into the skirt...... materials. Feng Luo silently thought weakly in his heart. Yisi's suggestion, he said that he was not tempted, it was a lie.

As an adult man, Feng Luo has a rough understanding of the affairs of men and women. What's more, when walking on the road, not only sounds, but also some start to move on the side of the road.

In the face of Yanfu, although he was tempted, Feng Luo knew that he also had to enjoy his life. As a candidate for shadow assassination, Ise is very afraid of her, and her killing methods are by no means ordinary.

From Mo Ruhe's words, Feng Luo guessed that Yisi's murder was related to hue. Tonight's temptation should be tomorrow's harvest.

"Sister Yisi, when you are sad, look up at the stars, and tears will not flow. Feng Luo whispered softly and slowly raised his head.

When Yi Si heard this, he also raised his head, and before he could lift it, he heard Feng Luo say: "Alas, why are there no stars today? Then look at the dark clouds, the effect is the same." The feeling in Yisi's heart was suddenly washed away.

"Let's go back and rest early, starting tomorrow, we will have to worry about living again." Feng Luo lamented and walked away.

Feng Luo didn't reach out to wrap his arms around his waist, and Yi Si suddenly felt a little lost: "Don't you think the night is too long and you are lonely?"

"I was scared by that one-eyed dragon, hmph, that one won't bring Sister Yisi out, I'm just ......" Feng Luo defended unconvinced.

"Shall I go to my house, or yours?" asked Iss, meaningfully.

"Well, forget it, my sister will go back to her own room, and I will go back to sleep by myself. Feng Luo shook his head.

Yisi didn't plan to let him go, and pressed step by step: "You said that you weren't afraid, don't you think your sister is not good-looking, or you think that your sister is old, not as good as a young girl, and she can't look down on it?"

Feng Luo felt unbearable, settled down, and a lovely smile appeared: "There is no such thing, I heard that mature women are more flavorful than girls." I don't want to have a relationship so soon because, because ...... I'm in love with Sister Eth!"

After saying that, Feng Luo ran away quickly, like a teenager who had just fallen in love.

Yi Si stood there for a moment before he burst out laughing. She laughed for a long time before she could hold back. Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he whispered: "Love? What are you kidding? Tomorrow, I'll make you understand!"

By the end, her expression had become sharp.

Feng Luo ran back to his house in one go, closed the door, and his expression suddenly changed. There is no embarrassment and obsession just now, only calmness. His eyes flickered, like two sharp swords.

"Woman, it's really hard to deal with. Feng Luo said in a voice that only he could hear.

In the camp, fighting was forbidden by the army, but it was impossible to prohibit complete non-contact. Invite someone to drink or something, and that's fine. What is done between men and women, the army can't control. Don't be afraid of exerting physical strength, it's okay to toss all night, that's your own death.

Giving someone some medicine or something like that, it's common for someone to do it, but don't make it obvious. After all, they are trained to be killers, and it's okay to cheat, don't be caught. Once discovered, even if it is just diarrhea, the person who is drugged will be beheaded, because he is too stupid to be a killer.

Yisi's means, Feng Luo guessed that it had something to do with getting into bed. I don't know exactly how to do it, because he hasn't even experienced anything between men and women.

Rejecting Yisi's tempting invitation, Feng Luo didn't think it was completely fine. In the process of pretending to be drunk, Feng Luo noticed that Is's hand touched him more than ten times.

Feng Luo used his pulse qi to probe his whole body, and there was nothing unusual in his body. If Eth had already done it, it would be on his skin or clothes.

People are coming back one after another, and the pent-up emotions are released, and the next step is to prepare with all their might. Those who can't let go of their minds and can't even sleep for a long time, the result of the next day can be imagined.

Feng Luo didn't force himself to sleep right away, but still practiced the pulse technique for two hours as usual. Wait until your body is slightly tired before lying down to sleep.

There was a sudden throbbing in my heart, and my hairs stood on end. Feng Luo took the dagger in his hand and immediately jumped up. Take a shower, change your clothes, and you should be able to crack it. After thinking about it, Feng Luo didn't take a bath, and since he was prepared, maybe he could still use it.

"Yes, the reflexes are okay, so you won't be killed in your sleep. An officer stood in the room at some point, and complimented in a flat tone, "Come with me to the entrance of the Land of the Dead." ”

Feng Luo stuck the dagger into the side of his leg, straddled the knife at his waist, and walked out.

"I suggest you bring a bow and arrows, which will give you a longer range. The officer's eyes swept over him, reminding him. This person Master Shimu has explained too much, but he can't die the first time.

Feng Luo glanced at the bow and arrow hanging on the wall, and replied helplessly, "I won't." "He thinks he's smart, but he's not smart enough to learn a weapon in a few days. He tried, and at a distance of ten feet, the arrow missed the target.

Ten people, in a completely enclosed carriage. I only heard that there were other carriages outside, and I didn't know anything else. It was quiet outside, and after a few more drives, the carriage stopped.

"Get out of the car and go over there!" the hatch opened, and a soldier pointed in one direction.

Among the ten people, Feng Luo is the smallest. The others were all over 20 years old, including two women. The oldest man had gray hair.

The old man always had a smile on his face, and he talked to someone cordially, and the others turned away in disgust. He turned to Feng Luo: "Young man, you are a little familiar, a little like my dead grandson." ”

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