Costume Mountains and Rivers

Shen Peinan has great strength, while Mo Qinghe has a small frame, but he is also the weight of a real man. He was dragged by his buttocks, bumping and walking towards the hut.

He was seen by the soldiers in his heart, and rushed to come down several times, but Shen Peinan just didn't let him go, Mo Qinghe had no choice but to wrap his arms around his neck to prevent himself from falling, and looked around sneakily with his eyes. At this time, the night was quiet, and no one else was encountered along the way. When he vaguely saw the hut, Shen Peinan suddenly stopped and couldn't go away.

Mo Qinghe looked back and felt very puzzled. She slid off him and asked curiously, "Who's inside?"

The light was turned on in the small thatched shed used as the command post, and a figure was faintly moving in a small window.

Mo Qinghe pushed the door open in two steps and entered, but saw the fourth battalion commander in the room, bent over and holding a dirty wooden box to put it on the ground. The battalion commander squatted aside and studied carefully. When he heard the movement, he turned his head and saw Mo Qinghe. He waved to him with a disheveled face: "Come and have a look, good thing."

Mo Qinghe followed to look. The two of them took turns to remove the belts that bound the boxes, and carefully took out a dilapidated tin box from the box. It looked like it had been exploded, and one corner of the tin box was deformed.

Mo Qinghe saw the way through the pile of broken copper and iron, and exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, a telegraph?"

The Fourth Battalion Commander smiled and touched the shell of the transmitter like a baby: "The comrades picked it up when they were patrolling. It is probably the one that their national army threw away before. I don't know if it can still be used. "

Mo Qinghe clicked his tongue in admiration, and looked back at Shen Peinan: "Replace the battery, sure! Their equipment is all foreign, and the quality is very good!"

While whispering to each other, the two of them were fiddling with the iron lump that had been burned by the high temperature, and tried to open the lid. Shen Peinan was left alone, uninterested, and looked at the table for a while, then said calmly: "Captain Mo is busy, I am leaving."

The Fourth Battalion Commander noticed him only then, looked at the two of them, and immediately realized that his appearance was inappropriate, scratched his scalp in embarrassment, and said repeatedly, I'll go, I'll go.After finishing speaking, before Mo Qinghe could stop her, she turned around and retreated, and gently closed the door behind her. Shen Peinan grabbed the horsewhip on the table, tightened her cloak, and followed her out.

Mo Qinghe couldn't figure it out. He carefully placed the transmitter on the table as if he was holding a golden egg, took two steps forward to pull his arm, and said with a smile: "Mr. Send a technician to take a look, if it still works, we can get in touch with the outside world!"

Shen Peinan didn't go out, didn't turn around, he stood tall and blocked the door, Mo Qinghe walked around him, only to see his face was tense and full of displeasure.

"Are you angry?" Mo Qinghe was very surprised. He felt that Shen Peinan was a big-hearted person and shouldn't be awkward with him at this time. Get a technician, you wait."

Mo Qinghe just laughed, he thought Shen Peinan was very interesting, other people were getting more and more mature, and he started to have a childish temper with himself, so he hugged him from behind, put his face against his back, groping and twisting Unbuttoning a button of the cloak, he threw the clothes on the ground as if peeling his skin, pressed his arms with both hands, and said in a low voice: "It's not too late, let's do our business first."

Shen Peinan was shivered by his embrace, raised his face slightly, and was breathing fast. He held Mo Qinghe's hand and turned his head slightly: "Xiao Mo, if you really don't want to, I won't force you."

Mo Qinghe still hugged him, did not speak, fumbled and began to unbutton his military uniform, Shen Peinan couldn't wait for his answer, turned around and hugged him horizontally, bowed her head and kissed him hard on the face Two mouthfuls, sucking a piece of skin in his mouth, Mo Qinghe was afraid of leaving marks, so he shook his head anxiously, his military cap slipped to the ground, his usually neat hair slipped down, and he scratched his eyebrows softly.

Panting heavily, Shen Peinan hugged him and walked to the bed, parted the hair on his forehead with both hands, kissed him from the forehead to the bridge of the nose, and then to the lips, prying open the teeth and sticking his tongue in, and began to pick at him in a hurry. His pants, he was ready to be slapped by Mo Qinghe again, thinking that even if he was slapped again, he would have to do it to the end, he really couldn't help it!But Mo Qinghe really didn't push him this time, he kicked his legs twice, kicked his pants under the bed, wrapped his two long white legs around Shen Peinan's waist, bowed his body and kissed him passionately, the kiss was too hard Tongue wrapped around tongue, teeth bumped into teeth, making ear ringing.

He was bare buttocks, and the thing between his legs that was gradually raised was rubbing against Shen Peinan's military trousers. The cold woolen clothes were uncomfortable, so he lifted up and began to untie Shen Peinan's belt, unzipped the chain of his trousers, and pulled his trousers from inside to out. The skin has faded to the knees, and the scarlet genitals have already stood upright, coiled with blue veins, facing his face shamelessly, Mo Qinghe stared blankly, smelling the faint scent of men's breath in his nose. It was fishy, ​​and I felt that the strings in my mind were about to break.

Shen Peinan raised his chin with one hand, patted his face lightly with the thick object, touched his lips with the mucus dripping from the tip, the more Mo Qinghe hid in embarrassment, the more he moved forward Bullying, Mo Qinghe gasped more and more anxiously, half-opening his mouth to take a breath, the thing that had been lingering in front of his face for a long time took the opportunity to push in.

"Uh..." Mo Qinghe groaned in a low voice, only halfway through, a foreign object blocked her throat.

His face was flushed from holding back, Shen Peinan looked down at him from above, let out a heavy gasp, the warm and soft mouth was so comfortable serving him, he propped up the wall with one hand, half-closed his eyes, and started to slam into it without hesitation .

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, my baby, move your little tongue, you miss me, I fucking miss you..." He talked nonsense about "you, me, him", and tried to talk back and forth. Breaking through the restriction of the throat, and stabbing it all the way into the throat, Mo Qinghe was prompted to vomit by the invasion of the foreign body, her eyes glistened, and she could only see the two muscular thighs in front of her, rhythmically bumping her face forward, He was so choked that he couldn't make a sound, and tried to shake his head, indicating that he was extremely uncomfortable.

Mo Qinghe was in a panic, sitting on a bed covered with straw, his upper body was still intact in military uniform, his lower body was stripped naked, and it was unbearably itchy. His body had never seen the sun from the waist down, and it was still Seven or eight years ago, the white and tender appearance, the thing between the legs was half hard, and then retracted softly, swaying gently with the movement of the body.

In Shen Peinan's eyes, his honor is simply a feast. Shen Peinan looked at his bewildered appearance, half-closed eyes and fluttering eyelashes, and felt that tonight could be called a cow chewing peonies. Mo Qinghe's beauty is really like a flower The trembling peony flowers in the wind, Shen Peinan inexplicably recalled the actor in the show, the red cheeks beside the begonia, the pair of small feet in the embroidered shoes, the slanting eyes, the handsome man who stripped his clothes , His heart was on fire, he wished he could chew him, wish he could eat him!

He withdrew from Mo Qinghe's mouth, turned him over, put him in a kneeling position, slapped that white buttock, and pushed his military uniform up, revealing his thin waist .

Mo Qinghe has a small frame, her waist is really thin, she doesn't look like a woman's silky, but she looks like a standard man, straight up and down, and her spine is slightly sunken. Wherever Shen Peinan touches, the muscles twitch lightly, as if Rich in life.

"Brother Chen..." Mo Qinghe's waist was held by two hands, and he felt the thick and hard object slippery against his buttocks. After struggling twice, he found that there was no room for resistance, and his heart throbbed. Suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.

"Slow down..." Before he finished speaking, Shen Peinan squeezed two fingers into his mouth, blocking the whimpering, and when the fingers were covered with body fluid, they suddenly pulled out and pushed them straight into the buttocks The mouth of the cave has not been touched for many years.

Mo Qinghe couldn't catch his breath, and before he had time to react, Shen Peinan straightened his body, aimed at his back acupuncture points and drove straight in, a burning pain that seemed to be torn came from behind him, from the buttocks along the spine Straight to the forehead, as if being roasted by the red charcoal fire, Mo Qinghe grabbed a handful of straw and bit it into his mouth, blocking the cry that was about to blurt out, Shen Peinan also gasped in pain Angry, he raised his hand and slapped him on the butt: "Little thing, relax, do you want to pinch me to death?"

He supported Mo Qinghe's waist, leaned on him, tightly locked the warm and firm body in his arms, and began to push it in one after another, kissing his face while doing it.The joint between the two lacked lubrication, and it was almost a pain if he did it so hard. He looked at Mo Qinghe, who was disheveled under him, looked at him, and thought of him, filled with desire, a desire that couldn't be stopped no matter how painful it was.

Mo Qinghe is talented, after being fucked for a long time, the backside gradually became soft, slippery and moist, Shen Peinan blushed comfortably, and coaxed him out of breath: "Baby, I'm so uncomfortable, give me once, give me once Serve you slowly, huh?"

Mo Qinghe stopped talking, no matter what Shen Peinan did, be it urgently or slowly, lightly or seriously, he stopped talking.

Shen Peinan pulled his shoulders, slowly feeling something was wrong.

"Little Mo?" He stopped, leaned over and kissed Mo Qinghe's neck, and teased him affectionately, "Is it uncomfortable, you can't even bark?"

His shoulders were wider than Mo Qinghe's, and when he stretched out his arms, he could almost contain him in the hot arms. Shen Peinan raised his hand to touch his face, and found that the other's cheek was icy cold.

He became anxious all of a sudden, withdrew from his body, lowered his head and looked carefully, but fortunately there was no blood.

"Baby, what's the matter?" He straightened Mo Qinghe's body so that he faced him. Mo Qinghe was covered in cold sweat, his face was pale, as if he had a date stone made of iron in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out. Unable to swallow, it took a long time to hold back a sentence with trembling lips: "I hurt..."

When the sound came out, he came back to his senses, sat on the bed with bare buttocks, his legs were spread wide, and there was a burning dull pain between his legs. He didn't dare to move, afraid that if he moved, the pain would be worse. He looked down at himself The slightly convulsed leg suddenly spoke up: "I hurt, I really hurt, you kill me, you fucking kill me!"

He grabbed the buckwheat pillow at hand and slammed it on Shen Peinan's body: "When will you stop letting me hurt, it's been so many years, I say it hurts, I say it hurts every time, can't you hear me!"

He went crazy, and he didn't care about his naked buttocks, he gritted his teeth and swiped the pillow at Shen Peinan's waist: "Are you a dog or a donkey, you fucking only know how to be reckless..."

He couldn't speak, and cried while hitting him. He vaguely felt that it was embarrassing now, as if every time he was around Shen Peinan, he would turn back to a 20-year-old stunned young man, either trying to pester him to act like a baby or drag him to quarrel. , when there is no peace.

Shen Peinan didn't get any better, the thing between his legs was still half stiff, a straight and red strip protruding out abruptly, pornographic and sinful, he grabbed Mo Qinghe's pillow and threw it aside, picked up the pants on the ground Putting it on the leg, just as one leg was stuffed in, Mo Qinghe began to vent her anger intensified, like a wild beast with fangs about to pounce on him and bite him, Shen Peinan jumped out with one leg barefoot, throwing The other leg was stretched into the trouser leg, one hand tied the belt, and the other pointed at him: "If you are crazy, I will go!"

Mo Qinghe picked up the pillow and threw it at his head: "Get lost!"

"Why are there so many problems? I'm a wife, not a father!" Shen Peinan scolded the bastard in a low voice, picked up the cloak that fell on the ground, pulled the leather shoes, and limped out the door. Seeing that the horse was still tied outside, he had no choice but to come back to get the whip that was left behind.

Mo Qinghe curled up at the corner of the bed, hugging his knees, without raising his head, shaking from head to toe, Shen Peinan saw his appearance, and breathed in distressed breath, but he didn't dare to go forward to comfort Mo Qinghe. No one could stop He Jian when he got up, he had just been beaten by a pillow, and he was not sure he would be slapped, but slapping was the next best thing, he was afraid that Mo Qinghe would say something again.

Standing under the halo of the gas lamp, Shen Peinan picked up two socks on the ground and stuffed them into his pockets for the time being. He took two steps towards Mo Qinghe and said tentatively: "Honey, let me go for a walk. If you When you are tired, cover the quilt and sleep for a while, cover it tightly, and don’t get cold in your stomach.”

Mo Qinghe still didn't move, Shen Peinan swallowed, heard a thud in his throat, shook his head, and walked out.

Mo Qinghe heard the sound of horseshoes outside and left without a trace. After waiting for a while, after confirming that there was no more sound, he raised his head slightly. The light in the hut was very dim. He looked at the clothes, shoes and socks thrown all over the floor, and felt Empty, with nothing to fall back on.