Fu Zheng's reputation is not very good.
Among the six commanders, he is the only one with the most ordinary background, and the rest are all people with identities and backgrounds.
Everyone seems to be well-organized, but he is a wild guy, his temper is not very good, and he can't always put on an elegant appearance. Fu Zheng is a weird person, and he knows it himself.
Although heroes do not ask where they come from, Fu Zheng is not a hero. He has always been a reckless commander. What he embraces in his heart are so many soldiers under him, and the family who are protected by him. He read, unlike other people who have so many doctrines and slogans in their mouths.
He is not interested in anyone who wants to fight or who wants to grab. He just wants to keep the little thing he has.
Others look down on him and treat him like a leg, but he doesn't care at all. This time He Letian treats him like this, but it makes his heart hurt violently, as if he has been shot in the heart. He can bear He Letian's refusal Love him, but can't accept that He Letian despise him like this.
He Letian tugged at his collar and wept, "Fourth Uncle, please save them, many people have died in Suinan, if this continues, they will hit Miancheng."
Fu Zheng frowned, squatting on the edge of the bed like a mountain, frowned and said, "You know a fart."
He was too lazy to talk to He Letian, but now He Letian seriously hurt his self-esteem, turned around and shot a stern light in his eyes, "The place in Suinan is easy to attack and difficult to defend, no matter how many people you send to defend, it's a dead end!" Words, so what if you hit Miancheng? Miancheng is surrounded by mountains on three sides, which is a good place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. When they come to a brigade, I will kill a brigade, and when they come, I will kill a division! What do you know? Read it After reading a few books, I thought I could fight wars!"
He Letian's grip on the collar slowly loosened, and when Fu Zheng talked about the war, he couldn't help but feel reassured by his stamina.
He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said in a low voice: "But Suinan is also our land. Suinan is easy to attack and difficult to defend, so we will give way to Suinan. Perhaps in your eyes, fourth uncle, those who stick to Suinan are stupid , their sacrifices are meaningless, but...if all the places that are difficult to defend are retreated, and only shrink in a corner and a half of the city, what is the difference between us and a subjugated country?"
He Letian's voice was very soft, and he spoke very slowly. Fu Zheng listened quietly, and did not speak after listening. He sat cross-legged, and after a while, he sarcastically said: "So, you just planned to serve the country. Sacrifice?"
He Letian's face blushed slightly for a moment, then slowly turned pale again, biting his bright red lips and looking at Fu Zheng, not completely denying it, with a little grievance in his eyes.
Fu Zheng turned his face away, his body completely calmed down, his eyes fell on He Letian's snow-white face, and he said in a low voice: "You put everything else aside, in your heart, what kind of person is Fourth Uncle?"
Just as He Letian was about to open his mouth, Fu Zheng said sharply, "I don't want to listen to lies!"
He Letian trembled, bent back with one hand, slowly sat up half of his body, leaned on the soft quilt, and said slowly: "Fourth Uncle, you are stubborn, rude, and unreasonable..."
Before he said a word, Fu Zheng's face became even more serious, and the muscles on his cheeks began to tremble.
"But fourth uncle, you guarded Miancheng, you guarded a big family, you are a good person, fourth uncle." He Letian said softly.
First smoke, and then give some rewards, just like him training soldiers, Fu Zheng stared at He Letian, raised his hand to beckon, He Letian hesitated for a moment, slowly crawled over, Fu Zheng held him in his arms , whispered: "If the fourth uncle is not willing to support Suinan, don't you want to be with the fourth uncle?"
He Letian was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Fourth Uncle, I... I don't have the intention of talking about love. Why should the Huns survive? Fourth Uncle likes me, I am very grateful, and I don't want to exchange with Fourth Uncle , it’s just that for a useless person like me, if he can do something himself, then it would be great.”
Fu Zheng lowered his head and kissed his soft side face, "He Letian, don't be so disrespectful to yourself, the country is important, and people are equally important."
He Letian didn't speak, and slowly turned around and hugged Fu Zheng, "Fourth Uncle, do you want to be with me? I can."
"I don't want to," Fu Zheng said quietly, "You don't have me in your heart."
He Letian leaned on his shoulder, and said softly: "My heart is floating in the air because of the storm. If the country is not harvested, it will not fall for a day. Fourth uncle can give it to fourth uncle if he likes it..."
Fu Zheng said slowly: "I told you, I won't make an exchange with you."
He Letian let go, put his hands on Fu Zheng's shoulders, his snow-white face slowly approached, soft red lips stuck to the corners of Fu Zheng's lips, "No exchange..."
Fu Zheng let He Letian kiss on his lips as coldly and indifferently as a mountain. He Letian was obviously very unfamiliar and disorderly. His kiss was not seductive. Fu Zheng even ate popsicles more interestingly than he did. .
However, it was this clean and meaningless intimacy that disturbed Fu Zheng's mind. He was not a saint. He was extinguishing and extinguishing the fire in his heart for this young man, and then rekindled it unwillingly. Who cares, Fu Zheng is to himself He said viciously, his heart was floating in the sky, so he dragged it down.
Fu Zheng, who had been indifferent all this time, suddenly turned over and pressed down, and in the surprised eyes of He Letian, he said slowly: "Have you made up your mind?"
In such a troubled world, it is lucky to embrace each other for a moment. Since Fu Zheng likes him so sincerely, He Letian is willing to fulfill him, because he still believes in his heart that Fu Zheng will be willing to support Suinan.
Fu Zheng half supported He Letian, watched He Letian nodded slowly, leaned over and bit He Letian's lips, and mercilessly bit the two soft lips to bleed out, He Letian suppressed There was a pain in the throat, and the chest rose and fell slightly.
The plain shirt tied tightly around the waist was roughly pulled out by the big palm, the fiery palm was pressed against the waist, the skin was sweating, and the rough palm could hardly grasp the smooth and thin waist.
"Fourth Uncle...be gentle..." He Letian said softly, clasping Fu Zheng's explaining arms with both hands, his delicate long eyebrows frowned slightly.
Fu Zheng rubbed hard again, causing He Letian to exclaim, "Boy, where is the courage to sacrifice your life and forget yourself just now?" Fu Zheng mercilessly pulled down He Letian's trousers, and at the same time took off his He took off his grass-green shorts, turned the person over, and pushed He Letian hard through the thin fabric, He Letian screamed in panic.
Fu Zheng raised his head and said, "Are you still showing off?"
He Letian recalled the hard touch when Fu Zheng held the barrel of a gun against his cheek, and the delicate flesh was burning hot just like that.
He Letian bit his lip, the wound felt a little bit of pain when his white teeth touched the wound, he raised his slender neck and whimpered slightly: "Fourth Uncle... I was wrong..."
Fu Zheng slowed down, leaned down and kissed He Letian's soft ear, "Don't casually say you are willing to a man, no matter what the intention is."
He Letian was tightly pressed by Fu Zheng, his whole body was covered with sticky sweat, he turned his face with difficulty, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and said in a low voice, "It's because it's fourth uncle, that's why I said that."
After the words fell, Fu Zheng, who was suppressing him, became a little more excited. Letian lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, "Four..." Fu Zheng's mouth was tightly held by Fu Zheng, and Fu Zheng sucked him frantically. With bloodshot lips, He Letian was unable to bear the kiss of this tiger-like man.
Sweat dripped all over his face, and his body also sweated a lot. He Letian's snow-white shirt was stuck to his flesh. Fu Zheng peeled it off forcefully, and the buttons rolled to the ground in a mess. Also threw it under the bed.
"Wait, wait..." Letian panickedly stopped Fu Zheng from coming. Fu Zheng's handsome face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were almost cannibalistic. "Repent?"
Le Tian reached under the pillow with one hand, pulled out a thin metal box and put it on the bed, whispered: "Use this, otherwise... it will bleed..."
Fu Zheng opened the box and smelled a faint fragrance. His eyes fell on He Letian's graceful curves, and he instantly understood where to use it. There are some things that men have innate intuition. Fu Zheng dug a large piece of it. With his fingers, he said to He Letian who was lying quietly on his stomach, "Fourth Uncle wants to be with you."
Lotte gave a soft 'um'.
The thick paste quickly melted into wisps of liquid under the superheated temperature. The slippery touch made He Letian bite his fingers, panting slowly, while Fu Zheng's chest was full of fire, but his movements It's not too late, the young master is too delicate, if he really bleeds and hurts, he doesn't know how to lie down for a few days.
The land that has never been touched by anything is slowly being expanded by foreign invasion, which is not very painful, and even a little strangely comfortable.
He Letian couldn't control the trembling of his body, the sweat on his sunken waist rolled gently, Fu Zheng leaned over to kiss his smooth skin, He Letian grabbed the wet soft pillow, tears and sweat flowed down his face, and bit his lip Said: "Okay... okay... Fourth Uncle..."
When the barrel of Fu Zheng's gun really came up, He Letian still couldn't do it, and cried out in pain, "Fourth, fourth uncle, it's okay, it hurts..."
"It can be done." Fu Zheng said calmly, stroking He Letian tenderly with one hand wrapped around his front, so that He Letian could relax slowly, and then slowly finish the job.
He Letian just yelled softly and panted hard, his yells were full of suppressed cries of pain and joy, Fu Zheng knew that he could barely bear it, and he was also tightly wrapped and hesitant, refreshed and wanting more. further.
Such a young master with delicate skin and tender flesh, his whole body was as slippery as silk, and when he was sweating, he held Fu Zheng's palm tightly,
Fu Zheng also fantasized about this scene, it was vaguely unreal, but Fu Zheng was indescribably happy when he really got it.
Under Fu Zheng's constant pecking and kissing, He Letian finally relaxed.
Although Fu Zheng had never had such an experience, he was not in a hurry, he just worked hard, took his time, and treated this precious little son very carefully, cherishing and cherishing it, and he would never let him hurt.
After a while, the muscles of He Letian's whole body tensed up, and he let out a loud cry, and then he let out all his strength, only one mouth gasped and inhaled lightly.
"Okay?" Fu Zheng rubbed He Letian's rosy face with his big palm, feeling that the painting's wet brows stirred his heart with sincerity, rubbed He Letian's chin and leaned over to grab He Letian's mouth Kiss him deeply.
The hot breath forced He Letian's tears and muffled begging for mercy.
Fu Zheng and He Letian's backs looked like people who had been fished out of the water. A box of ointment was cleaned out and thrown aside. There was a trace of sweet fragrance left in the empty box, which permeated the air in the hot weather. Light aroma.
He Letian was like a plump and plump peach whose skin was punctured, and the sweet juice inside flowed out, making Fu Zheng eat it again and again with endless aftertaste.
After a night of frenzy, Fu Zheng pulled away when it was daylight. He Letian lay on the bed and had softened into a puddle of water and a cloud. He was caught in Fu Zheng's arms, trembling slightly because of the numbness, and his bright red lips were bitten. The color was different, and he opened his lips slightly and called out: "Fourth Uncle..."
"Hey." Fu Zheng replied in a deep voice, the voice was still full of unresolved desire, not enough, not enough, but obviously He Letian couldn't take it anymore, so Fu Zheng let him go first today.
There was water in the bathtub in the bathroom, Fu Zheng sat down with the person in his arms, and raised his hand to splash the water on He Letian's sweaty body. Fu Zheng whispered on his shoulder: "It hurts a bit..."
Fu Zheng stroked his silky back, and said in a low voice, "Fourth Uncle has checked it, it's not hurt."
He Letian let out a 'huh', and wrapped his arms around Fu Zheng's neck in a somewhat dependent posture.
"Boy," Fu Zheng raised He Letian's sleepy face, and kissed him, "You belong to Fourth Uncle."
He Letian didn't speak, he was already so tired that he fell asleep, and there were still some tears hanging from the corners of his red eyes.
Fu Zheng lowered his face, looked at this lovely face, and gradually there was a trace of unspeakable pride mixed with sadness in his heart. You followed the fourth uncle, and the fourth uncle will not make you look down on him.