[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

damn boy...

Wen Run was originally concentrating on showing him his injuries, but when he heard this, he raised his brows and smiled maliciously at Wen Le.Ouch, is this shy?The ears are all red.

After poking at the head twice, Wen Le shivered in surprise, then straightened up his whole waist, Wen Run coughed, and held back his smile: "Well, there is no problem ahead."

Wen Le's eyes are burning, sir!He raised his foot to kick, but he pulled the wound again, with an ouch.

Wen Run hurriedly grabbed his ankle, not daring to mess around, and coaxed softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Then, without waiting for Wen Le to speak, he gently picked up Xiao Xiao Le, looked at the bottom, carefully pinched the small skin inch by inch, and finally found a small red mark near the ball.

Wen Le yelled loudly: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!!"

"Be patient, I'll rub it for you and it won't hurt anymore." Wen Run found out that the injury was not serious, and heaved a sigh of relief. He pressed Wen Lelai's struggling hands with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to the egg. Knead hard.That place is not a joke, the pain is sometimes scarier than giving birth, how can Wen Le bear it?He hadn't shed tears since weaning. At this time, his eyes were still red with pain, and he wanted to cry for a while, but finally couldn't take it anymore, and struggled, screaming, "Stop rubbing! Stop rubbing!"

"Don't make trouble, bear with it!" Wen Run could barely grasp the wrists in his palms, and hurriedly changed his strategy and changed his posture. He pressed Wen Le with his whole body, and then pressed Wen Le's hands on top of his head, and the other The hands are still kneading half lightly.

Wen Le finally couldn't hold back his wailing, and although his eyes were red, he still didn't shed tears.After venting for a while, he still broke free from Wen Run's hands, but he didn't go crazy, he just pinched Wen Run's neck and cursed: "Why don't you die!!!!"

"I'll be lighter, I'll be lighter, okay?" Wen Run carelessly touched Wen Le's hand pinching his neck, staring condescendingly at Wen Le's bright red eyes, wanting to laugh uncontrollably.Wen Le's hand pinching his neck was boring, but he tore it off, changed the direction and clasped it, fingertips crossed, and the hot temperature made both of them stunned for a moment.

The warm smile gradually faded.

The pain was so sharp that it was unbearable at first, Wen Le couldn't think of anything else, he held Wen Run's hand tightly, even his legs were unconsciously coiled on Wen Run's waist.Then slowly, the wound gradually regained its calm after slowly rubbing the warm palms, and the struggling pain gradually subsided, so both of them began to realize that something was wrong.

Wen Le realized that he was almost huddled in the arms of the other party in a dependent posture, his legs were tightly locked around Wen Run's waist, and one hand was also clasped with Wen Run's ten fingers on the bed sheet.Wen Run lay directly on top of him, the distance between their chests was less than a fist, and at this moment, their faces were touching their faces, the key was that the other party was still rubbing his lower body with one hand.

The thick-skinned Wen Le rarely felt ashamed, he was actually a talker with a pure heart.In the previous life, there was only one partner, and they met on a blind date. Before he died, he didn't even shake the other party's hand.When I arrived here, I had a son out of nowhere, and the son's mother was dead, and the eldest son didn't even marry a wife at his age.In fact, as a mental cleanser, it is a good thing not to have a wife, but the key point is that this shows that Wen Le has been a magic-magic-teacher in his heart until now!

At this moment, the magician regained his senses and began to understand how to write the word embarrassment.

He shrank his legs, and felt a gust of cool wind blowing over his buttocks in astonishment. He suddenly remembered that his pants had just been taken off!

What's worse, after the balls stopped hurting, they were still being rubbed and rubbed. As a pure magician, Wen Le... had a reaction.

There is a reaction, Nima!What a mess!Brother, how can you be so dishonest!

Wen Run on the top of his head chuckled, and there was obvious teasing in his eyes: "Does it hurt anymore?" He felt something abnormal, stroked his balls twice with his fingers, pinched Xiao Xiaole who was about to move, and felt a little stubborn on the top. Gently brushed over the skin.

Immediately, Wen Le's pupils dilated, his whole body became stiff, his hips tensed into one piece, and his thighs twitched non-stop.

With this pumping, he drew himself closer to Wen Run.Except that his upper body was still lying on the bed like a corpse, he was suspended from the waist, and because Wen Run's lower back was tightly locked by his legs, Wen Run almost bore his entire weight.

Wen Le recovered from the sudden thunderbolt feeling at that second, immediately let go of his legs, and slapped Wen Run's hands away: "What are you touching!" On Le Shang, he sat up in embarrassment, his thighs rubbed against the sheet, and he trembled again.

Wen Le was so annoyed that he bent over to pick up his pants by the bed, not bothering to talk to Wen Run.

Wen Run also knew that he was playing Dafa, he had just touched a puff of wetness in the palm of his hand, and when he spread it out, it turned out to be a sticky little stream of liquid.Wen Run, who had been in front of Mount Tai for thousands of years and remained unchanged, blushed for a rare occasion. He wiped his hands on the bed sheet twice, and started to put on the trousers for Wen Le, but was kicked away.He could only apologize helplessly and said, "I really didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect anything!" Wen Le's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he threw it away as if he didn't want the money as soon as he opened his mouth, which meant that if you dare to continue talking, I will strangle you to death, bitch.

Wen Run could only shake his head, and changed his words calmly: "I mean...your ship..."

Wen Le interrupted him, tied up his belt in a hurry, put on his trousers, jumped to the ground and quickly tied the rope: "You can go if you want, I planned to let the third child go, but I didn't see how mature he was when he came back from Suzhou .If you make up your mind, you want to deal with those yellow-haired guys you don't like, are you willing?"

Seeing that he was going to leave, Wen Run knew that he was too thin-skinned to take it anymore, so he could only subdue him first and pull him back to sit on the bed and put on socks for him: "I already knew this when I imagined this. willing?"

As soon as the socks were put on, Wen Le hurriedly avoided him, put on his shoes, agreed to some nonsensical words, and hurriedly left Wen Run's bedroom.

This place is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, it's against him.It's the same in the study, and it's the same in the bedroom. There is no time for him to leave in a happy mood.

Seeing him leaving impatiently, Wen Run sighed and lay down on the bed in frustration.I don't know when it started, but when he was with Wen Le, he always had some unexpected situations. It's relatively light to quarrel without saying a word, and I don't know who broke up like this today how many times.

Although the two of them could reconcile as before as if nothing had happened the next day, they still couldn't treat what happened as if it didn't exist in their hearts.

Especially today this matter is much more embarrassing than usual...

Wen Run gritted his teeth and thumped the bedpost hard, scolding himself for being cheap in his heart.

Wen Le clutched the corners of his cloak and strode like flying, the heels of the robe flapping in the night wind.The sun hadn't set when he entered Wenrun's room, and now it's pitch black all around, and he didn't expect to stay in it for so long.

The king-eight-egg-

Gritting her teeth, Wen Le cursed over and over in her stomach, hating herself for not living up to her expectations, her angry hands were about to shake.how long?How long did you last?Fuck is there two seconds?It's not all hard yet, is it?It just leaked!

damn it!It just leaked! ! !

Wen Le wanted to swear a few foul words at the sky, but when he thought that even the slightest sound in this quiet courtyard could be clearly heard by many people, he immediately suppressed the feeling of wanting to vent rationally.Originally, it took at least 10 minutes to walk from Wen Run's courtyard to Wen Le himself, but today because of his mood swings, he walked extremely fast, and within 10 minutes he saw his courtyard wall covered with green vines.

Chen Xiang stood at the door and waited anxiously. Seeing her appearance, Wen Le finally healed.After all, there are still soft girls waiting for him to go home, and there are more than one.These soft girls have thin waists, long legs, long skin and white skin like snow. They were qualified to be graphic models in their previous lives, but now they walk around themselves every day when they open their eyes. This is fucking life!

"My lord," seeing him coming back, the anxiety on Chen Xiang's face finally disappeared, she bowed obediently, and walked slowly behind Wen Le, "You are finally back, have you had dinner yet?"

Wen Le didn't eat, but he's not hungry anymore, he just wants to be alone now: "I'm not hungry, bring me some water, I want to take a bath."

"Yes." Chen Xiang retreated quickly, and after Wen Le entered the room and took off his robe, he immediately led someone to carry the bathtub in.In this era when water was boiled purely by firewood, she insisted on bringing in buckets of hot water after the tub was put down, and her work efficiency was really high.The subordinates became more and more careful and promising, Wen Le was finally relieved, and no longer made a bad face to everyone because he was brooding about what happened just now.

Seeing that his expression had eased, Chen Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and came forward to change Wen Le's clothes.But Wen Le didn't plan to ask her to wipe her back today, he drove everyone out, undressed and took a bath by himself.

After soaking in the hot water, Wen Le's tense nerves finally relaxed a bit, and the goosebumps all over her body that had just been caused by Wen Run's bastard also slowly faded away.Sitting quietly for a while, he stared down at the clear hot water that overflowed to his chest. Through the steaming mist and unsteady water waves, he saw Xiao Xiaole, who had been frustrated just now, hanging quietly between his legs.

"..." Wen Le's mind went blank for a while, carefully looked around, and slowly dialed Xiao Xiaole.It doesn't hurt anymore.

He held the small sponge body loosely, strained his ears to listen to whether anyone was moving outside the room, and then moved it slowly and strangely and gently twice.

What the hell am I doing! ! ! !

Wen Le stared at his evil right hand for three seconds, then closed his eyes depravedly - I just wanted to make sure that the body parts were up to standard!

The taste of masturbation by oneself is actually very touching, and it is obvious that this time Wen Le persisted until the water temperature gradually cooled down before surrendering.This gave him a huge surprise, and successfully drove away the inconspicuous inferiority complex that sprouted from the bottom of his heart.After he stared at Chen Xiang and destroyed the bucket of bath water with suspicious white flowers floating in it, he lay on the bed with his eyes closed, reminiscing the aftertaste just now, and suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped himself.

What the hell was going through my mind when I just ejaculated!That Bichi laughs so meanly every day, what's there to be obsessed with!

With five finger prints on his face, Brother Chu was exhausted both mentally and physically. Wen Le quickly fell asleep, and after falling asleep, he still fought fiercely with his subconscious.

……

The fat man, who was losing weight and was not well-nourished, tried to brag twice when he was exhausted. As a result, the next day, Wen Le sat on the bed with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and was unable to get up.

Wen Le is a very self-disciplined person. He has set a relatively detailed plan for himself and strictly follows it almost every day.

He eats three meals on time, demanding himself with the food intake of an ordinary man, and he is not allowed to fill up when he is hungry.Get up on time to wash up at Maoshi, jog for half an hour after eating a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns, then go to the study to deal with official business, and go to the Yamen of Fuchun County at Sishi, have lunch outside, go home before Youshi, and have dinner Either eat whatever you want, or don't eat, basically come here every day.

But today, he sat on the bed for nearly half an hour with his messy hair and bubble eyes, and then he fell back on the pillow again!

Chen Xiang waited anxiously outside the house with the hot water that had been prepared. She recalled that when Wen Le came back last night, her complexion seemed to be not very good, and she was worried that Wen Le would get sick, so she was in a hurry.

As the head of the family, Wen Le's every move affects the heartstrings of the whole family at any time.After the news that he was still in bed at noon and refused to eat reached Webster, Webster, as the head of the family, his mother, directly ordered someone to invite a doctor, and hurried to Wen Le's to find out.

As long as Wen Le's room was in his sleep time, it would be pitch black at any time.The blackout curtains he bought are better than ordinary black cloths, as long as they are tightly covered, there will be absolutely no light coming in.Wei Shi led his grandson and hurried through Wen Le's courtyard, which looked much simpler than hers, his heart was in a ball.

She could see Wen Le's hard work.Since arriving in Fuchun, he couldn't even have lunch with his family, and spent every day in various entertainments.He is busy with official duties, and he has to get up so early every day, and the climate here in Fuchun is so different from Dadu... Wei Shi is really afraid that his son will not be able to hold on.

Little Yonger tried his best to keep up with the hurrying grandmother, and he was as round as his father, because he was well-fed, his skin was fair and pink, his eyes were clear to the bottom, he swayed all the way, and when he looked up, he found Wechsler wiped his tears away.

"Grandmother...Grandmother..." Yong'er tugged at the corner of Webster's skirt and whispered, "Grandmother, give me a hug."

Webster sniffed, showed a smiling face, and bent down to pick up his precious grandson.

Yong'er stretched out his chubby hand to touch Wei Shi's face, and said in a childish voice, "Grandma, don't cry."

Wei Shi shook his head, pursed his lips in relief, kissed the baby's face, and gave the maid a wink.

The door of Wen Le's room was pushed open carefully, and Wei Shi lit the candle and led Yong'er into the inner room, only to find that Wen Le was still snoring under the quilt.

This is too tired, right?

Wei Shi sat down on the side of the bed with some distress, and reached out to touch Wen Le's forehead. Wen Le was awakened, and opened a slit of his eyes with a slight bounce: "...Mother?"

"Abba~" Yong'er crawled from behind her grandmother to the front unwilling to be lonely, threw herself on the side of the couch and shouted, "Abba, wake up!"

Wen Le was confused for a while, then smiled slightly, reached out and touched Yong'er's head weakly: "Boy, can't you let your dad sleep a little longer?"

His tone was very gentle, and Yong'er was not afraid. He giggled and asked his grandmother to take off his shoes, and then slipped into Wen Le's bed.

Wen Le quickly reached out to hug him, the little fat man weighed quite a lot, lying on his stomach made him feel terribly pressed, he quickly dragged him inside to hug him: "Take a nap, take a nap with Dad."

Yong'er was very energetic. He couldn't fall asleep, but he didn't move around. He lay down obediently for a while, and looked up to his grandmother: "Grandma is coming to sleep together?"

Seeing that their father and son get along well, Wei Shi's heart is sweeter than honey, she shook her head, and gently brushed Wen Le's hair to make sure: "Is there really no physical discomfort?"

Wen Le yawned and shook his head: "Really not."

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door twice, and someone whispered at the door: "My lord, old lady, the doctor is here."

Webster was still worried, and still decided to ask the doctor to take a look.

The old man stroked his beard, shook his head and checked his pulse for a while, saw Yong'er peeping at his beard, and smiled like a monkey.

Wen Le felt that this person was really unreliable.

The old doctor sighed, withdrew his hand, and said slowly and slowly: "My lord... it's best to be close to women on weekdays. Although people and things are attractive, the more the better."

Concerned about the presence of children, he said it more tactfully.

Wei Shi heard his voice-over, and gave Wen Le a surprised look, which almost made Wen Le ashamed.Fortunately, she followed the old doctor to write prescriptions outside again.

Wei Shi sent the doctor away, sighed outside the door first, and then entered the room, and said to Wen Le earnestly by the bedside: "You, when you were in Dadu, you got out with Yong'er and his mother." The root of the disease, how long has it been before the scars heal and forget the pain?"

Damn what! ?

Wen Le was almost knocked out by the news, he threw off the quilt at once, stared blankly at the top of the bed for a long while, and then put the quilt on his head again in desperation.

Yong'er, who was also blindfolded, laughed and kicked a pair of little feet to play by himself.Wei Shi thought he was ashamed, let alone said more, and went to order someone to decoct the medicine in silence.

Wen Le clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles crackling.

He guessed it right... What kind of evil is this!Why did you choose such a body! ! !

Because Wen Le was in a bad mood, when Wen Run packed his things in the afternoon and came to find him to talk about going to sea, he was still taking a nap depressed.

Wen Run felt a little embarrassed after what happened last night, he dawdled at the door for a while, hesitated for a long time before carefully pushing the door open and going in.Because he was sleeping, he didn't dare to turn on the self-illuminating lamp, but instead walked lightly into the inner room with a candle.

The situation on the bed wiped away all his anxiety, and he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The big and small children were sleeping head to head, holding hands, with their big heads pressed against their little ones.Yong'er's feet were on Wen Le's waist, and Wen Le's arms were on Yong'er's waist. The father and son kicked the quilt under the bed together with aspirations. Eyelashes, mouth slightly open and drooling in sleep.

Wen Run covered his forehead, suppressed his smile for a long time, and then carefully sat down on the side of the couch under the premise of not disturbing the other party.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a small corner in his heart that was softened into a mess by the scene in front of him.

……

Wen Le agreed that Wen Run would take the merchant ship to sea, and it was not without hesitation.

He knew from the very beginning that Wen Run was not an easy person.A person who has only passed the weak crown can't compare with a person who has been struggling for decades in terms of skill, mind and various behaviors.Although everyone summed up this phenomenon as the relationship that the third master used to rely heavily on him for cultivation, Wen Le felt that it was more than that.

He hated people like this the most!It's hard to accept it, it's hard to handle it, it's hard to handle it, it's untrustworthy, and it's a waste of material... In short, there are all kinds of dilemmas.

But if the precautions and prejudices are thrown away, Wen Run's going to sea is really more suitable.Nowadays, we don’t know the climate and music overseas. Whether we have established a country or still rely on the chiefdom system. If it is a country, we will inevitably have to negotiate with the king if we want to open gold mines. If it is a tribal form, then the residents of Indonesia may still have food. people's customs.

No matter what kind of situation it is, it is absolutely necessary to grasp the degree of diplomacy. Apart from believing in herself, Wen Le is most concerned about Wen Run.Although he decided to ask Wen Lian to go there before, it was a last resort. For this reason, he specially asked Wen Lian to practice with the caravan. Unexpectedly, he still didn't learn much after a round, and he preferred to use Solve problems by force.

At this time, Wen Run took the initiative to confess to him that he saw something was wrong with the merchant ship, and offered himself to go to sea instead of Wen Lian, which was really beyond Wen Le's expectations.

He didn't expect the introverted Wen Run to be so active at this time, plus his previous generous act of letting the dark guards come out to meet Wen Le, it is obvious that he left it in Wen Le's heart when he was assassinated by Da Chunyi before making up for it That hurdle.

Wen Le doesn't hold grudges, who hasn't lost his mind?

Now he understands it, or he has changed his mind and started to value himself and plan to be loyal to himself... This is a good thing.

Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted.

Every time he thinks of this, Wen Le can't help but narcissistically want to brush his hair, it's all because of his charisma!Charisma!