Fengtian past events

After the Lantern Festival, Fengtian City has gradually stepped out of the New Year's celebration, and the expectations for the coming year are like snow on the road, from pure white to dirty.

After eating Lantern Festival on the Lantern Festival, the whole family went to the North Market to visit the lanterns together, and brought the Tong family siblings with them.The younger brother was very excited, fighting with Yicheng, the two and a half children didn't settle down for a while.The elder sister was sentimental, probably homesick, and after thinking about it, she reached out and wiped her tears.

When there were more people, Yining didn't bother to see Liu Guoqing anymore.Working with Liu Guoqing these days, he never mentioned his gaffe that night, as if he was determined to pretend that nothing had happened.

Although I was a little embarrassed, I didn't say anything.After all, there is no position.

On February 2, Germany announced its recognition of Manchukuo.

On February 2, the German delegation arrived in Xinjing for a friendly visit.

On February 2, the German delegation took the Manchuria Railway to Fengtian.

The military significance of this visit to Germany is very strong, and most of the accompanying officials are important officials from the Military and Political Department, as well as student representatives elected by the military academy.

All in all, these students would still call me and Liu Guoqing senior brother. As a Chinese, my mood is not uncomplicated.

Recently, there are more visiting delegations from various countries, and there is a fixed process. Compared with before, there are regulations, which makes it a lot easier.

Of course, this is about pre-preparation.Tonight is destined not to be peaceful.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Guoqing disappeared.Wandering around the meeting place for a while, had some bureaucratic talk with some senior officials, and then escaped with the excuse of toilet.

He said he ran away, but he didn't actually go to find that idiot.It was all on the bright side before, tell him to be careful, his water-soaked mind just can't remember, and he is still wandering around!Even if you bother me, you have to save your life first, right?

The dinner started at seven o'clock and reached its climax at 08:30. After ten o'clock, the guests left one after another, and it officially ended at eleven o'clock.

I looked at the time, it was 25:[-].

I casually took a glass of foreign wine with an unknown name from the waiter. It smelled bad, but the color was blood red, which was unique compared to other wines.

Standing in the shadow of the balcony at a certain distance from the meeting place, glancing back and forth, the Japanese and German officials had a lively conversation, and the students in twos and threes were crossing cakes.This time the officials did not bring their wives or lovers, and the whole venue was full of yang and yin.

There was a single student who didn't seem to get along very well with his classmates, and was eating alone without interest.His military uniform was not very neat, and his belt was bulging. If he was in school, he would definitely be deducted points, and he would run [-] laps around the field.

Walking over with a wine glass, he happened to turn around to pick up a cookie, and the bright red wine splashed all over each other.

This little episode did not attract a lot of attention. The clever waiter came forward, took the napkin, and asked the student to move to the bathroom.

I apologized and glanced at the waiter from whom I had just taken the drink.

The student was calm and indifferent, and he left without complaining.

"You wipe it too."

As soon as he turned around, Liu Guoqing stood behind him, holding a tissue in his hand and handing it over.

I said, "It can't be wiped off. There are spare clothes in the lounge, just change."

He nodded: "Let's go."

"Together."

He nodded again, went to the third floor, and pushed open an empty lounge.

He didn't rush to change after entering the door, instead he stretched out his hands and feet, lazily and openly, and asked him: "Where did you go just now? The dragon never sees the end."

"Toilet," he sat down next to me, stretched his hands and feet in the same way, and stretched himself again, "I saw you pouring wine on people as soon as I came back."

"Tsk, who doesn't have a steady hand?"

These days, he seldom takes the initiative to talk to me. Such a peaceful mind is really hard to come by, so he feels more cheerful.

Before he could answer—he didn't seem to have anything to say—I continued: "Yining misses you so much, when will I bring her to see you?"

When Yining was mentioned, his complexion softened, and he said with a light smile, "You are a little girl with a conscience."

I'm a little jealous of my daughter, when he can soften his face when he mentions me, I really won't waste my life.

"I might go to Yongji with the Japanese in a few months," he said, "see what my daughter wants, and come back and bring her a gift."

"To Yongji? Why?"

"I don't know," he said vaguely, "It was originally meant to let you go, and I'll stay. Later, it was changed to you to stay, and I'll go."

I didn't know about it from beginning to end.

But it's understandable to replace me.Japan's surveillance of me has never been revoked, but has been strengthened instead. It is impossible to let me out of Fengtian City.

Besides, Yongji...

With a thought.Yongji is a small town and has no special strategic position or scarce resources, but when it comes to its geographical location, it is somewhat intriguing. It is located in the transition zone from the Songnen Plain to the Changbai Mountains.

When it comes to Changbai Mountain, this matter is not simple.

Does Japan really believe in dragon vein treasures?So do they know that the jingle has the last two sentences? "The mausoleum guards, from generation to generation; when the jade dragon appears, the treasures will be opened."──Who is the mausoleum guard?What is Yulong?

Originally, I was skeptical about this, but such a big move by Japan seemed to confirm the authenticity of the legend.

He looked up at Liu Guoqing.How much does he know about this matter?

He was also looking at me, without interrupting my train of thought, seeing me looking at him, he immediately looked away.

I was a little dazed, less sure of his role in this matter.

It's hard not being able to help yourself, especially when emotion and reason have to be separated.Maybe my feelings for him can be far above life, but I can't trust him.So did he.

But I can trust my wife, because her life is precious, she will only shed tears, but not blood.Tears are too weak so she won't stab me and watch me bleed.

But in our line of work, especially in troubled times, life is the least valuable.We can shed blood, but we must not shed tears, so we make people bleed.

The invisible wall built by countless little secrets hurt my reason.

But at this moment he spoke abruptly.

"Yi Ge," his voice was hoarse and dry, and I could hear his heart beating like a drum, "We... are we right?"

My heartbeat also beat a drum.

"What is right and what is wrong?" Swallowing, he said softly, "I already have too many regrets, and I don't know how long I will live. Even if I am wrong, so what?"

"You really think so?" He turned his face away.

"If I didn't think so," I leaned over and kissed his lips, "would I?"

Breathing suddenly heavy and urgent.Before he could answer, he had already sealed his lips heavily.

The tongue licked his tightly closed lips and teeth, and twisted into his mouth like a flexible snake.There was a taste of residual wine in his mouth, which made people feel a little drunk.

He gripped my shoulders tightly and his body was shaking.I let him go, my body was hot, and it gathered somewhere below me.

His eyes were clouded, and his mouth was slightly open, panting lightly.

I swallowed again, and whispered in his ear, "Are you sure?"

It may be that the airflow he exhaled was too hot, and his ears immediately turned pink.

"Liu Guoqing, if you are sure, you can't quit." It was very hard to endure, but he still decided to ask him for the final decision, "You can only entangle with me for the rest of your life. We have no turning back, only death."

He squeezed my shoulders.The wound there had scabbed over, and when he pinched it through the heavy clothes, it was itchy and painful.

I pushed him down on the couch and kissed his cheek.

"Liu Guoqing, I hate you to death..."

He shuddered slightly.The clothes are cumbersome, but they can't stop the desire to get him completely.The breath on his body was not contaminated with lust at all, it was still clear.

Biting his neck, he unbuttoned the two buttons of his jacket, but he couldn't undo it, and it got stuck in the belt.

Just as his hand touched the belt, he grabbed it.He moved his lips, not knowing whether it was embarrassment or embarrassment in his eyes.

I froze, let go of my hand with a sigh.

I stroked his face, my lower body was about to explode, but I still insisted on reassuring him: "Don't be afraid."

He closed his eyes tightly.

I lifted myself up, took a breath, and Fang said, "... so uncomfortable?"

He opened his eyes, half humiliated in his eyes.

Climbing down from him, he unbuttoned his shirt, and suddenly remembered the ugly scab on his left shoulder, so he didn't take it off.

He sat up, eyes wandering.

His behavior made me feel embarrassed too, the half-untied belt was hanging loosely between the crotch, and I didn't know whether I should continue.

He seemed to have made a lot of determination, stood up and walked in front of me, put his hand around my waist, and then pulled down his pants a little rudely.

The pants were piled on top of the military boots, and he reached out and slapped my butt hard, with a crisp sound.

His face was hot, and he cursed in his mouth: "You fucking──"

The sound stopped abruptly.He put two fingers together and barged in directly like this, which made Lao Tzu gasp.

The two fingers were like insects that had strayed into the forbidden area, digging curiously into the depths.Behind him is a relatively low coffee table, barely reaching the crook of his legs.His legs were a little weak, so he could only hug him tightly so as not to fall to the ground.

The inner wall was rubbed like it was on fire.As a man, he naturally wouldn't obediently let him go, so he also untied his belt and slid it in from his pants.His mounds are tight and elastic, smooth to the touch.I can even imagine what it was like.

Probing the depths of the ravine with his fingertips, he suddenly stopped, his expression impatient and aggrieved, his eyes were wet, like a deer wounded by a shotgun.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, but in the end it was no match for the burning desire.Surrendering in frustration, he took his hands away from his buttocks, then brushed past him, staggered up to the back of the sofa, and almost tripped over his pants, turned his back to him, and said without embarrassment, "This I'll let you go first, you wait for the next one! It's better to have you!"

I heard him come and pull down his pants, and something hard slid up and down between his hips.

Arms trembling, it would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, I have never pouted my ass and invited someone to fuck me before!

The heat between the buttocks gave a great stimulus to the heart, and the back actually became wet and sticky, and I really wanted to use something to dry it.

He held my waist and pushed my crotch hard──

The stretched acupoints are like throats filled with chili oil.The veins on the back of the hand holding the back of the sofa popped out, and the fingers were stiff.He tentatively probed in slowly, the feeling was indescribable, only the sweat on the corners of his forehead was fine, and his mind was floating up and down, as if he had thought a lot, but it was blank again.

Blood reaches boiling point.He is very jerky, and his skills are by no means as good as mine, but the rhythm seems to have opened the shackles buried in the blood.It's like, for thousands of years, we have spent it like this.The so-called lineage of blood.

I don't think I can fathom how much truth is hidden in this sexual affair after all.I blocked all my emotions, I don't know how much he blocked.

But no matter how much, we know that we, in unison, have not blocked trust.

Trust tokens are too expensive for us to afford.Taking a step back, betting on emotion is already a big gamble, and trust is the last resort.

However, I still feel that even though the flesh is closely connected without gaps, something is still missing.Think carefully, but can't think of it.

Silently closed his eyes.

For the time being, only think about the present, and only get drunk for this night.