"No one was found?" Princess Huayang whipped the whip in her hand fiercely, cursing: "Why can't you find anyone?!"
"Princess, General Zhao's horse is running like crazy on the mountain. It's so fast. When the little ones catch up, they can't see anyone." After being whipped, he still didn't dare to move. The guard bowed his head and replied.
"Trash! A bunch of trash! Look for me again, and if you can't find you, you don't have to come back!" Princess Huayang roared loudly, holding the handle of the whip tightly with her skinny fingers, looking at several The guard ran out of the thatched shed in a panic, panting and sat on the straw bed covered with brocade.
After careful arrangements for so long, in order to prevent him from being too strong and weak, he even took five times the usual dose of medicine, and borrowed his younger brother's person to make a tripping rope to arrange a roundup. Just like that, he was let away? Princess Huayang was furious, and the image of Zhao Yinfeng appeared in her mind again, she unconsciously groaned softly, and looked at a man who shrank to the side.
The gasping behind the stone became heavier and heavier, with uncontrollable groans and crying growls, one could imagine how hard the man was trying to suppress his urges.
This person is the soul of the Zhao family army. Although the Zhao family is now headed by Zhao Mingliang, in terms of prestige in the army, it is far inferior to this fierce general who has been comparable to Yang Zhao in the border army for many years. When he was with him, he and Yang Zhao were also used as a metaphor for the two tigers of the Zhou Dynasty, but this person was excluded in the Zhao family. Ling Qingyu began to recall the information collected about Zhao Yinfeng in his mind. His mother was a princess from a small country in the Western Regions. At that time, she paid tribute to the late emperor and was given to his father by the late emperor. Mr. Zhao didn't like this woman very much, but Zhao Yinfeng's But his father loves her very much. I don't know if it's because of the unacceptable environment or the private affairs of the back house. The woman died when Zhao Yinfeng was five years old. It is said that Zhao Yinfeng was very fond of his father. The art of war, but when he was ten years old, his father also passed away, and then he went to the border. Judging from this experience, Mr. Zhao doesn't like him, and Zhao Mingliang has a reason for not liking him. The rift between them should be deep.
So, is it to make the crack a little deeper
What he just said was that I will marry you, instead of taking you as my concubine as before.
Dragging his feet, Ling Qingyu slowly moved behind the stone, and Zhao Yinfeng had already fallen to the ground, his muscular body curled up into a ball, a layer of pink appeared on his wheat-colored skin, and there were bean-sized drops of sweat Pieces rolled down from above, moistening the mud below.
"Go..." A low growl came from under the head that was tucked into the arms, his body couldn't help shaking, but he gritted his teeth to resist the unbearable moan.
"Zhao Yinfeng, if I help you this time, will you help me in the future?" Ling Qingyu asked as he stroked his arm with some hesitation.
Zhao Yinfeng raised his head, but the woman's face was very clear in the haze, as if every time he touched the thorn in his heart, he smiled kindly at him.
Stretching out his hand, before Ling Qingyu's exclamation came out, Zhao Yinfeng had already grabbed that face, and then kissed it tightly with his hot and warm lips.
"Well..." The moment her lips were blocked, Ling Qingyu felt a little regretful, and stretched out her hands to push him away, but those arms were like cast iron, and they couldn't be shaken by her strength at all.
The lips that were like fire were sexy and thick, and the tongue protruding in was also very thick but dexterous, like the air of flames, it immediately occupied everything about her.
One hand fixed her head, and the other hand began to untie her clothes. When the fingers that seemed to be burning with flames touched the skin, Ling Qingyu came back to his senses in an instant, and pushed him away forcefully. , after gaining some breathing space, said: "You haven't answered me yet!"
"Okay!" Zhao Yinfeng responded briefly, and stuck it up again, but this time the movement was much lighter, almost kissing her lips gently, then reaching her neck and then down, as if being touched by him. When the white and tender chest revealed by pulling off the clothes was exposed in front of his eyes, Zhao Yinfeng's eyes were still tight even though he was already in a daze of lust.
"Wait!" Ling Qingyu called out, stepped back slightly, then took off her clothes, put them away carefully, and threw her white, tender and soft body into the His fiery bosom.
Like a barrel of oil poured into a raging fire.
Lifting her waist, Zhao Yinfeng drove straight in, and the instant filling and tight encirclement made both of them cry out unconsciously.
The coldness in the tightness made Zhao Yinfeng's guy who was so hot that he was about to burst calm down a little bit, but then he was sucked by the rhythmic rhythm inside and completely lost his mind, so he pushed hard again went in.
Ling Qingyu uttered a cry of pain, the thing that came in was too big for her to bear, but the feeling of being abnormally full and even stretched brought a sense of complete fullness that she didn't have before, and the feeling was so strong that her body gave out Uncontrollably shaking, a tide gushed out from below, even if he didn't make any movements, Ling Qingyu knew that his grandma, he had an orgasm!
The legs couldn't help but bent and hooked his back, Ling Qingyu took a deep breath in his stomach, and then Zhao Yinfeng let out a low growl, and a very intense heat sprayed into the innermost part.
This is even! Ling Qingyu was speechless at how he could still think like this in his head, but his body had already started the channeling technique automatically, sucking in the carrier with ferocious vitality.
After the extreme pleasure of the whole body exploded, the guy who had just vented was thriving in the shuddering suction again. Zhao Yinfeng took a deep breath, and then pumped vigorously, every time, his abnormally thick Seeing the woman moaning uncontrollably, her hands tightly hugged his back, the confused look on her blushing cheeks made his heart beat even faster, when that woman When the rhythm inside became more violent, he only felt his muscles tense, and then burst open suddenly after shrinking to the extreme. The extreme stimulation caused his body to convulse, sparks shot out in his head, and he growled again unconsciously, confessing go out.
When the thing grew thick again in the body, the abnormal size made the inner wall painful because it was stretched to the limit, but what followed was a completely different kind of pleasure, Ling Qingyu didn't know how to describe this The feeling, this kind of rough and intense feeling that she had never experienced before, was so strong that she couldn't help but screamed and entangled the other person's body more tightly.
"Hurry up~ hurry up~" The crying moan overflowed from her mouth, which made her feel ashamed, but then she was smashed to pieces by the fierce collision of the man, making her wave after wave Like riding a roller coaster, pulling up violently, and then falling violently, the channeling technique has become completely automatic, instinctively began to contract and suck violently in order to resist the too strong orgasm, making the other party also feel In the midst of an extreme orgasm.
That kind of stimulation has already driven Zhao Yinfeng crazy, he just feels that his whole body has entered the indescribable inside, and merged with this woman, flesh and blood, inseparable.
He has never experienced such a pleasure, even when he was fucked by her last time. This kind of joy and satisfaction from the depths of his heart can even be called happiness. This kind of peace of mind that he has never had since his mother passed away made him so excited that he couldn't comprehend it. While intensifying the impact, he kissed her body vigorously. From lips to neck to chest, everything that could be touched was left behind. traces of heat.
"Oh~~oh~~" Unknowingly let out a low growl in his mouth, after Zhao Yinfeng ejaculated again, his body fell on her body weakly, his hands were still holding her body tightly, his heart seemed to be beating so fast Like jumping out, leaning on her shoulder panting heavily.
"Ah!" At the last moment, Ling Qingyu uttered a scream and then became dizzy for a while, her body was floating in the sky as if she couldn't fall to the ground. After a long time, she slowly recovered, and then realized the body on her body. the weight of.
"It's so heavy!" Ling Qingyu muttered after poking that iron-like muscle.
Zhao Yinfeng touched her face, rolled to the side, but unconsciously let out a cry of pain, all senses were dominated by lust just now, and now he felt a sharp pain in the waist. Although he used the horse to slow down the momentum when he fell, he was probably still injured, and it flared up after such a strenuous exercise.
Zhao Yinfeng frowned slightly, this place is in the deep valley of the mountains, her ankle is injured and it is difficult to walk, if his waist is not good, how can he take her up there? He looked at the woman with a trace of anxiety, but saw that she propped up her body and looked at... looked...
Well, even though it has been shot so many times, the little brother is still majestic and mighty, standing like a giant tree in a black forest.
"How much medicine have you been given?" Ling Qingyu sighed. The number of times he ejaculated was not normal. If he was normal, he would have been exhausted. However, this little guy is still so energetic. With those slightly trembling eight-pack abs, I'm afraid the effects of the medicine haven't passed yet.
But she would never let him go up. Although the experience was more intense and exciting than ever before, if she was pushed down by him again, she might lose the strength to lift her feet.
The fire inside his body has not gone away, but it is already within the range he can bear. If it is really impossible, he can go to the cold water to soak again, but seeing her smile, Zhao Yinfeng's heartbeat started to speed up again, thinking of One thing that has been bothering me for several years, I blurted out: "You do it to me like you did last time."
Ling Qingyu was taken aback, and the smile on his face froze, like last time? What kind, bro? No way
After the words were out of his mouth, Zhao Yinfeng simply pulled up her hand and touched his buttocks, saying, "Fuck the back."
"You have this hobby?!" Ling Qingyu stared at him in astonishment, didn't he take that medicine last time? You are a tall, handsome and strong man, why are you short-sleeved
Her face and eyes made Zhao Yinfeng blush, but she still pulled her hand to that place unswervingly, just kidding, this matter has troubled him for several years, and he is not sure that he himself does not know what he is up. After that time, it's not that he hasn't slept with a woman, but he just got on the bed. The little brother didn't react at all. Instead, when he saw the man being fucked, he remembered that **** in his head The scene of **** and then there was a reaction below. For this reason, he blamed himself for a long time, and hated Yelu even more to death. My own personal guard Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi is also a handsome handsome guy, but he felt disgusted as soon as he took off his clothes, and asked him to put on his clothes and go straight up from behind. As a result, as soon as the guy knocked on the door, he was already disgusted. After one sting, the pain was so painful that he jumped up. Since then, he has been disgusted to see a man undressing. He knew that he was definitely not interested in men, but he could only wake up when he recalled that time, and he was not even interested in women. This kind of mentality made him very terrified.
But just now, he pounced on it without any hesitation, and he also got a more intense and refreshing feeling than last time. It wasn't ********* at all, but he wanted to die like this directly, wondering in his heart, I wanted to see if it was the same in the back.
"Really?" Zhao Yinfeng had already turned over, his hips were raised high in front of him, and his hand was pressed on the beautiful buttocks, Ling Qingyu confirmed again.
Zhao Yinfeng withdrew his hand, bowed his head and hummed.
"At your own peril!"
The shape of his chrysanthemum is very beautiful, and the pink tender flesh has begun to shrink unconsciously. Ling Qingyu wiped his hands resignedly, and then stretched a finger in.
As soon as the fingers entered, Zhao Yinfeng took a deep breath, and Ling Qingyu stopped and looked at him.
"Continue." Zhao Yinfeng's voice was hoarse and deep, and the thick lust made his voice a fatal sexiness.
Yan Qi taught many methods, the simplest and most labor-saving one is to use fingers to go deep into the backyard to the second knuckle and bend towards the little brother. After finding a hard point, continue to stimulate that place , although time-consuming, but labor-saving.
As soon as Ling Qingyu's fingers pressed down on that hard point, Zhao Yinfeng's waist softened, and she couldn't help moaning. As her fingers rubbed that place, pressed hard, tapped lightly, and then the rhythm of tapping became faster and faster. , Uncontrollable groans continuously overflowed from his mouth.
"Ah... Hurry up... Hurry up... It's almost here... Uh..." While screaming, his skin was once again covered with a layer of crystal sweat, and his body began to tremble violently. With waves of convulsions, he The cry became more and more intense.
"Ugh... Ah... I'm going to die... Try harder..."
Ling Qingyu put one finger in again, tapped and rotated the three fingers inside, and even scratched inside with the nails, causing Zhao Yinfeng's waist to shake violently. When he looked sideways at her, his eyes were full of mist, making the Greek sculpture There is a strange style on the generally perfect face.
Waves of **** surged in, the body trembled and convulsed violently, the groans in his mouth couldn't be controlled at all, and he didn't know what he was yelling, except for the pleasure brought by that person in his mind, he had already Inability to think about anything.
When Zhao Yinfeng let out bursts of weeping orgasms, he finally ejaculated from the front. Ling Qingyu pulled out his hand that was so sore that he couldn't even hold it, and heaved a long sigh, it was finally over.
Looking around, he was about to move to the side of the water to wash, but put a hand on his leg, Ling Qingyu looked at Zhao Yinfeng, and saw that he had turned over and was lying on the ground powerlessly, his eyes were closed and he was panting heavily. , and asked, "How are you?"
Zhao Yinfeng opened his eyes slightly, looking at her in a very complicated way, he didn't know what mood he was in, it was different from the extreme joy before, this kind of bliss was the same as last time, but it was better than before. What is missing is pure physical happiness, unlike before, where I am satisfied and happy from body to heart.
Seeing that there was probably nothing wrong with him, Ling Qingyu took his hand off, dragged one foot to the side of the stream, and scrubbed himself clean. Ever since Yan Qi kept asking her to use that channeling technique, she had also practiced it to a proficiency of 30% to 40%. At this time, the inside was already clean, but the marks on her body were a bit troublesome, intertwined with those scratches. At the same time, it is scary to make her body that has been blanched to be bruised and purple.
After returning, I don't know what Yan Qi and the others will talk about again.
Sighing, he moved back to the stone, put on his underwear, changed into the coat and skirt he was carrying, then sat on a small stone, took some food out of his bag, took a bite , then turned to Zhao Yinfeng and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Zhao Yinfeng didn't make a sound, with the blush on his face that hadn't faded, he just stared at her fixedly.
Ling Qingyu turned her head back, finished her snacks, went to the stream to drink some water, and then returned to the stone, saw that Zhao Yinfeng had stood up on the ground, put on his clothes, and sat by the stone.
The two who were still close together just now were relatively speechless. After a long time, Zhao Yinfeng whispered: "You said you want me to help you, what is it?"
Ling Qingyu glanced at him and asked, "During the war in April, the Zhao family and Xiao Sui colluded, right?"
Zhao Yinfeng was startled, looked at her deeply, and when Ling Qingyu thought he would not answer, nodded and said: "Yes."
Although it was something he already knew, Ling Qingyu still took a breath, then his face darkened, and he said, "You know?"
Zhao Yinfeng turned his head away, and stopped looking at her gloomy face and the flash of killing intent in her eyes, and said, "I don't know the specific situation, but before the war, I met you in front of Zhao Mingliang's big tent. After passing Chen Rui, he is one of Xiao Sui's subordinates." After a pause, seeing Ling Qingyu's silence, Zhao Yinfeng took his waist knife and threw it to her, saying: "If you want me to find evidence, I can't help you , but you can kill me for revenge."
"I don't want to, but I still can't find it?" Ling Qingyu didn't go to pick up the waist knife, but just grasped the short sword in the bag, and asked in a deep voice.
"What?" Zhao Yinfeng turned around and saw her expression, so he understood what she meant, and said with a wry smile, "I can't find it, and I can't look for it. I, after all, belong to the Zhao family." Even if he knew it was wrong, he couldn't Go stop it, because they are the only family members left by Zhao Yinfeng.
"Really? The Zhao family?" Ling Qingyu laughed softly, moved down from the stone, stared at him and said, "Because it is the Zhao family, so can I just watch my Zhao go to die?" She thought that although He is from the Zhao family, but it looks like he doesn't know about Zhao Mingliang's activities. It turns out that he knows, just like Zhao Mingliang, he knows everything!
"I didn't expect him to die. If his kind of person can't even see this kind of trick, then he is not Yang Zhao!" After blurting out, Zhao Yinfeng pulled the clothes he had put on again , exposed his chest, then turned his head to the side, not looking at the woman who was fused with his body just now but now has a murderous expression on her face, and said: "If you want to kill me for revenge, then come here. "
Yes, unexpectedly, who would have thought that Yang Zhao, who was resourceful, brave and good at fighting, would die because of the emperor's secret decree and his brother's betrayal.
The hand holding the dagger trembled. Do you hate this person in front of you? Why not hate? If it wasn't for the battle from the head of the Zhao family? With a soft sound of the sword, Ling Qingyu pulled out the dagger by a crack, but Zhao Yinfeng stretched out his hand and pulled it behind him before he could pull it out completely. Then he squatted down and picked up the waist knife.