[Plane] History of the struggle of the lords

This busy work approached noon, and the stewards gathered at the door to register the gift list. As the host, Wen Le, although not the protagonist of tonight's banquet, had to bring Wen Daoyong to show up at the birthday banquet with a change of clothes.

Although Wen Daoyong is young, he has an extraordinary appearance. He was shy and well-behaved when he was a child, but when he grows up, he seems to be born with arrogance, and he doesn't show his heart easily.He may not be as proficient as Wen Le in acting on every occasion. As early as thirteen or fourteen years old, he knew how to go to banquets and learn from Wen Le's buttocks. How to drink, how to talk, how to smile, how to put on airs, as time goes by, he I also have a set of rules in my heart.

In Wen Le's view, his appearance can be classified as precocious, but in the view of today's social values, he is an out-and-out calm and good man.Priceless treasures are easy to find, but there are not many good men, so at the age of thirteen or fourteen, Wen Daoyong left a considerable mark on a family with a daughter waiting for him. Now that his net worth has doubled, he has become an out-and-out man The wealthy son-in-law who buckled.Wen Le took him around the yard, and more than twenty adults had already pulled his sleeves and talked with stern faces.

As a woman, Webster, even though she is old and a birthday star, can't easily show her face in front of a group of men.Wen Le built a high platform in the deepest part of the courtyard, surrounded by looming gauze tents, and arranged a large number of maidservants inside the gauze tents.Webster directly entered the high platform surrounded by gauze curtains from the gap at the end of the courtyard, where there was a wine table belonging to the owner. She was eating, and a kind and cheerful voice floated out from the curtain: "Everyone Don't be cautious, my old woman is really grateful for being able to work for a big guy to come and have a meal with me."

Even though they understood that she was just talking, many people still stood up and spoke kind words to her very seriously, flattering him with all kinds of compliments.

Wen Le took his son around and saw that he was able to deal with those veterans in the officialdom with ease, and when he became lazy, he didn't want to move, leaving Wen Daoyong to greet him at the table, and sneaked to the high platform to eat.

Both Wen Run and Wen Lian sat in there with Wei Shi, and on such an occasion, it was unreasonable for all three brothers to go out to greet guests. As the only person in the family with a title, Wen Le naturally had to sit in the unambiguous position .Of course Wen Lian was happy and relaxed. He was most afraid of talking to those well-mannered sours, but Wen Run was always worried that Wen Le would be drunk, so he came in just as he was fidgeting.

Glancing at the thin gauze curtain, due to the ingenious distance involved in this gauze curtain, you can only see a chaotic blue shadow when you look inside from the outside, but you can see everything in your sight when you look outside. Wu Yu, Wen Le clicked his tongue, ran to Wen Run and sat down next to Wen Run unbalanced: "Oh, this is really not something people do."

Webster laughed, and pointed to Wen Daoyong, who was smiling and calm outside: "You are a father, you are not as capable as a son." Wen Daoyong seemed to have noticed something, and raised his brows before looking towards the direction of the high platform. Sharp as if it could pierce through everything.

"..." Wen Le was very depressed. What could be more hurtful than a father who suddenly realizes that he is useless to his children?Just as he was making complaints about Webster's disrespect for him, Wen Le's knee felt itchy, and then it went numb, and the itching spread to his entire right leg, itching so much that his skin was about to get goosebumps.

He hastily freed one hand to reach under the table to hold down Wen Run's dishonest movements, and glared at Wen Run behind his back, and Wen Le reprimanded in a low voice, "Be a little more modest!"

Wen Run stared at him for a while, but the chopsticks in his hand kept moving during that time. His eyes were exactly the same as Wen Daoyong's "sharp eyes" used as a disguise. He was hot and cold, and his heart felt hot and cold.

Wen Run suddenly put down his chopsticks, and said to Wei Shi, who was standing above him with a smile: "Mother, Hai'er and Le'er have an important matter to discuss separately, can you excuse me for a moment?"

Webster never let himself hinder the children from carrying out official duties, so he naturally had no objection when he heard the words, and waved his hand and said, "Go quickly, as long as I have Lian'er with me, your official duties are important. The main hall is occupied today, you If you want to be quiet, why not go to my yard?"

Wen Run smiled, pulled Wen Le's wrist and stood up: "Thank you, mother."

He walked hurriedly all the way, Wen Le was wearing a formal marquis robe, gold thread and silver thread plus various gemstone inlays weighed quite a lot, Wen Run was taller than him and had longer legs than him, and the length of one step was longer than him He was a bit bigger, and he couldn't keep up with one step. After two steps, the jumping mosaic on his shoulders made him exhausted immediately.

"Let go! Why don't you go slowly!"

With a smile on his face, Wen Run nodded to the two Beijing officials who had probably been to the cleaning room. The two men were also very surprised when they saw them, and stepped aside to make way for those who passed by them. Wen Le had to hide the dissatisfaction on his face and forced a smile.Wen Run slowed down, and quickly squeezed out of the crowded courtyard, and led Wen Le along the long corridor into another courtyard with many twists and turns.

Entering the courtyard is a pool of lotus blooming in full bloom, and a few gardenia trees planted in the corner are also blooming. The coming of Wechsler's Yard?

Wechsler's yard is not easy for people to enter, and there is no one around at this time, Wen Le finally struggled: "There is no one, what do you want to say quickly! There are still a lot of people outside waiting for me to come forward Woolen cloth!"

Wen Run looked back at him, and there was a cluster of burning flames in his eyes. He looked around, opened his mouth, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Wen Le's freed wrist, and disappeared into the sweet-scented osmanthus forest beside the corridor inside.

The sweet-scented osmanthus trees in this forest are low, because Webster doesn't like gardening with artificial carvings. The luxuriant branches and leaves of these sweet-scented osmanthus trees grow quite presumptuously. In the depths of the forest, even the sunlight can't penetrate the ground, but the middle of the tree is as tall as At the distance at the bottom of the tree, because there is no shelter, everything can be seen at a glance.

Suddenly, the lips were engulfed by a gust of hot air, the faint scent of nanmu on Wen Run's body penetrated into the nasal cavity presumptuously, and the tip of his tongue stuck to his lips and teeth, with an eagerness, Wen Le's eyes were darkened, and he was immediately dizzy dizzy.

"...um...you...you can't wait until night..."

Wen Run quickly unbuttoned the belt of his jacket, reached in from behind and fumbled through the inner jacket, and stuck it tightly underneath, with a hoarse voice: "You haven't worn this dress for a long time...you were just outside Smiling like that...do you know me...do you know what I'm thinking?" As he was talking, he impatiently tore off Wen Le's underwear, when suddenly there was a rustling sound on the floor outside With a sound, he became vigilant, hugged Wen Le in a circle, and changed from being directly outside to hiding behind a tree.

Wen Le was a little nervous, but seeing his appearance, he couldn't help but wanted to laugh again. He touched Wen Run's face, as if coaxing Wen Daoyong, who was wronged when he was a child, with a soft voice: "Wait tonight, okay? I want it too." You, but today is really not good during the day, you have to bear with it...uh...Brother!" His brows stood upright.

Wen Run licked his chest, like a dog looking for a bone to eat. With a piece of flesh in his mouth, he grinded and licked it with his teeth and tongue and refused to let go. The left chest felt wet and hot, and Wen Run actually began to gnaw on his milk beads.

It's not fun to go on, Wen Le is a little unhappy that Wen Run is in heat regardless of the occasion, stretches out his hand and pushes his big head hard, wanting to scold him angrily, but because of being teased by instinct, he can't even speak coherently: "I...I warn...uh...I warn you..."

He shook his head, trying to get rid of the itching in his head, but Wen Run didn't let him succeed, he squeezed his waist hard, and covered Wen Le's crotch downward.

He chuckled lightly: "I like your waist now... really don't want it?"

Wen Le patted his hand, and bit him angrily: "I'm not joking with you! This is mother's yard, don't fool around!"

Wen Run raised his brows, and thought that this kid would not die if he didn't hit the south wall today, so he was going to be stubborn here. When he remembered Wen Le shuttled back and forth in the birthday banquet just now, chatting with people with a majestic expression and an inviolable expression For that small appearance, a desire arose in his heart at that time, and he really wanted to push him against the courtyard wall next to him in broad daylight.

This can't be entirely his fault, as soon as he entered middle age, Wen Le began to pay more attention to the knowledge of health preservation.Because of long-term use, the entrance at the back of him will always be somewhat affected. Since he didn't expect to regret every day due to the sequelae in his old age, Wen Le asked Zhao Daniu to help him find this medicine.This potion can stimulate the self-control muscles in that part of his body, ensure that the sphincter does not lose its elasticity, and has the effect of promoting blood circulation and beautifying the face. At the same time, it is necessary to control the sexual affairs. In the past, Wen Run always liked to bury the thing inside and insist on not slipping out to stay overnight. He also likes to cum inside, and then slowly digs it out with his fingers while lying behind Wen Le's ass, as if this can satisfy his unspeakable perverted psychology.

From the beginning of the maintenance, Wen Le never let him do this again, and he was not allowed to enter until the foreplay was complete. With his method, condoms and other things were naturally no problem. Wen Run lost the game of poaching children and grandchildren every night. He was also ordered by Wen Le not to bury the baby in the greenhouse to sleep. In his words, he was forcibly deprived of the joy of feeling warm in the mother's body.

From once a day to once every three days, because they are busy with Webster's birthday, the two of them have little energy to have sex recently, this idea came very violently, even the calm and rational Wen Run couldn't resist it The temptation of the devil.

He gritted his teeth, and touched Wen Le's back and chest vigorously back and forth, as if he could hold a catty of oil and sleep with it all night. Wen Le's attitude was quite firm, obviously That refusal was not a joke, he wanted to do it, but was worried that Wen Le would be angry, so he was caught in a dilemma.

The faint sound of sweeping the floor that had been ringing in their ears suddenly stopped, and the two vigilant people pricked up their ears, when they heard a slightly old male voice from outside: "I have seen the third master."

Before the two brothers could react, Wen Lian's trademark loud voice started to yell: "Did you see my elder brother and second brother? There are a bunch of people waiting in the front yard, where did my second brother go? !"

As soon as Wen Le's face darkened, she stretched out her hand to push Wen Run away, and hurriedly tied up the belt of her underwear.He lowered his head and flipped his fingers, but was suddenly suppressed by a strong force. Wen Run, the bitch, actually stuck up again, opened his mouth and sucked hard on his chest through his underwear, making a big noise. One sound: "Boom!"

Wen Le's eyes widened, and she pushed her knees against his stomach to push him away. She was not in the mood to care too much, so she quickly put on her clothes, gave Wen Run another hard look, and then turned around and walked out of the small sweet-scented osmanthus forest go.

Wen Lian had already run to the front of the long corridor, Wen Le called out behind him, the silly boy turned around cheerfully and grinned happily at him without the slightest suspicion: "Second brother! The Holy One sent someone Come ahead, Yong'er is not busy enough with so many people, you go and have a look, if you are afraid of getting drunk, I will help you stop drinking!"

Wen Run came out of Guilin slowly while arranging his clothes. He didn't hide the expression on his face at all. From behind, he put his whole body on Wen Le's back, his hands loosely wrapped around Wen Le's waist, and his face was pressed against Wen Le's. Le raised his head on the side of his cheek and smiled meaningfully at Wen Lian who was walking towards him.

Wen Lian's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and he didn't understand why his mood suddenly became uneasy.

Wen Le's face darkened even more, you bastard!The clothes just swayed slightly, and the cool cloth on his chest was stuck to his nipples. He was so cold that his face was about to turn red, and it was all moist and smelly. Shameless, he had nothing to do, but he had to be separated Kiss the clothes!