die-hard soldier

Pavilion Master Xin's excessive movements will lead to...it is absolutely impossible to be exposed on such an occasion. Yan Wu originally wanted to ask the Pavilion Master not to want him at this time, but stopped in the middle of the sentence. Content has the opposite effect.

"Don't?" Yan Xiangnan yelled strangely, feeling that a certain part of her lower body became more rigid, this dead man, actually tempted him like this, he wants to die! "I know you like to refuse but still welcome, I can't stand you like this~ You will want it soon, come on, lift your legs~"

He deliberately misunderstood his words, but Yan Xiangnan didn't fold his legs as usual, but just grabbed one of his hands, stretched it under him, and whispered in his ear, "Help me, otherwise, I won't let you go so easily."

20, 20 mutual aid

His hand was brought down to hold the fiery stick of the pavilion master, Yan Wu took a deep breath, and the pavilion master Bisheng was still whispering in his ear, "I don't need you, the bishop of this pavilion, because I usually have slaps." Have you ever passed?" Even a dead man has physical needs, and Yan Wu's unfamiliar behavior definitely doesn't look like he's asking for flowers, he can only solve it with his own hands.

Sure enough, that hand moved slowly and firmly, unlike other concubine's well-maintained and smooth hands, due to many years of martial arts practice, there were hard calluses on the palm of the tiger's mouth, and there was a special feeling under the rubbing.Yan Xiangnan leaned comfortably on the head of the bed and enjoyed the service, his hands dishonestly groped Yan Wu's body, every time he saw the trembling caused by pinching his sensitive parts, Yan Xiangnan felt that his lower body was getting bigger again.

Eyes lingered on Yan Wu's body, and landed on the still dormant part of the jungle, Yan Xiangnan couldn't help frowning, it was just a kiss, his bottom was hard, this person didn't respond? !Could it be that my own control is so bad?Pavilion Master Yan's heart suddenly became unbalanced, as if the person in his impression didn't react any older!

He has never reviewed himself at all. He has always only been pleased by others, so why does he care about the feelings of the people under him?Under such pain, how could Yan Wu still feel happy?

The hand caressing Yan Wu's waist slowly slipped down, and when Yan Wu was concentrating on serving him, he grasped the still quiet part!Thanks to the iron-like will that he had cultivated over the years, Yan Wu did not feel ashamed to soften his legs, only paused for a while, and then turned his gaze to the pavilion master, revealing the question, what is the pavilion master going to do?

The watchers outside had temporarily avoided them while they were panting. If they didn't avoid them, they would be the ones who would make a fool of themselves, so Yan Xiangnan spoke more bluntly, "Why didn't you respond here? Could it be that the pavilion master just now Not working hard enough?"

It's not that he didn't work hard enough, but that he subconsciously suppressed it. How could he unscrupulously expose his own lust in front of the pavilion master?Yan Wu didn't know how to express it. After knowing that there was no follower outside, he returned to the silent dead man. It seemed that the "sweetness" just now was just an illusion, "Master, all dead men will suppress their emotions and... desire` , This is specially trained." In order to prevent the dead soldiers from being influenced by the outside world during the mission, this kind of training is necessary.

"Oh?" Yan Xiangnan felt more at ease, "The master of the pavilion orders you, from now on, you don't need to restrain your desires, and express yourself faithfully~" It also makes me not have that inexplicable sense of frustration!

"Yes, master." Although she didn't know why the pavilion master had such an order, Yan Wu still responded quickly.

The next thing is that things will come to fruition, Yan Xiangnan watched with satisfaction as the sleeping thing was slowly raised and hardened in his hands, the breathing sound in his ear became more and more heavy, and the face of the dead man also showed the usual The invisible blush is a natural physiological reaction, and it cannot be avoided by anyone, let alone a dead soldier who was ordered not to suppress himself.

The two helped each other harmoniously. Yan Xiangnan felt dissatisfied when he saw his hand wandering on Yan Wu's body, and pulled the hand that was supported by him on the bed and put it on his body, "Don't always touch the bottom, touch it too. Touch it, like I just did."

Yan Wu's hands were passively covering the strong muscles stiffly, and he dared not move for a long time. How could he touch the pavilion master's body?Gritting his teeth, he said, "This subordinate dare not."

Yan Xiangnan was almost annoyed, "Why don't you dare? This pavilion master orders you to please me, otherwise, be careful of your ass blooming!"

The stiff hand finally moved slowly. Because he didn't have the courage to look directly at the pavilion master's body, he accidentally brushed the scarlet spot on his bare chest. Yan Xiangnan raised his head in surprise, but only saw death. Even more at a loss, the soldier hurriedly shifted the direction of his hand, lowered his head... almost touched the hard thing under him, and finally couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

I don't know what the pavilion master is laughing at, Yan Wu unconsciously slowed down his movements, a feeling that he had never felt before came from below, he straightened up in panic, but the next moment there was something accompanied by an unbearable boredom Humph sprayed it out and landed on Yan Xiangnan's stomach, even his chest was stained with a little white liquid.

He, he, he actually... Yan Xiangnan glanced at his chest twice, without any anger, instead he said with a teasing smile, "Is this the first time, why is it so fast?"

With one foot resting on his thigh, Yan Xiangnan lay down, "You are comfortable, it's time to serve the pavilion master wholeheartedly, continue."

Withdrawing the words of apology, Yan Wu took the underwear off the bed without saying a word, wiped off the dirt in front of the pavilion master, and clenched the scalding body again.Following what the pavilion master did just now, the pavilion master's panting sound became even heavier, and the things in his hands became harder and harder, until after a muffled grunt, the same white turbidity splashed on his hands and body, But unlike the things that he has already softened, the Pavilion Master is still half-hard.

Then it occurred to me that in those days the pavilion master usually did it at least twice, and the inquiring eyes met the pavilion master's, but Yan Xiangnan's hand fell on the hard spot in front of his lower abdomen, Yan Wu's heart suddenly became violent jump up.Unexpectedly, the pavilion master didn't say anything, lay down on the bed for a while, got up, put on a piece of clothing, went to the door and called for bath water.

After hearing the news that the two brothers were "finishing", the stalkers came back, but they changed places, so that they could know their whereabouts without having to watch the erotic palace every day to torture themselves.

The servants thoughtfully brought over a huge bathtub, Yan Xiangnan invited Yan Wu to take a bath together just in case, but at the end of the bath, he suddenly said, "You owe me an explanation, don't do it now. It's not that the owner of the pavilion forgot, when you return to the pavilion, you know what to do."

Yan Wu's heart cooled down bit by bit, it was already icy and snowy, but now it is even colder and frozen.

Yan Xiangnan just didn't want to be disturbed by unexpected events. He didn't know how much misunderstanding his abnormal behavior had brought to his dead soldiers, and he regretted it until the day it happened!Don't think that others understand your unfinished words, sometimes it is more thought-provoking to say than not to say, there is a delicate manager Yuan Xiao in the pavilion, it does not mean that everyone is Yuan Xiao, they can figure it out A code word in the master's words.

Each has its own division of labor, and the reason why a dead man is a dead man or not a supervisor is still fundamentally different.

Mo Duxian lured the brothers of the Liu family to come here by means of a martial arts competition, so naturally he had to put in a lot of effort. He chose some important people to compete with him the next day. Naturally, the candidates couldn't be too bad, otherwise they wouldn't be able to keep them. Said that if they go out and talk nonsense, the reputation of Sihaitang will be stink, which will be very bad for the future.It can't be the backbone of the hall. It would be a great loss if he is injured or disabled. It's not that he doesn't have confidence in his subordinates, but that he can't see through Liu Wei.

Yan Xiangnan pretended to have a great time playing, but in fact he was so bored that he was about to vomit blood. Not to mention Mo Duxian, even if several hall masters went into battle together, his men would not be able to make many moves, let alone those who were defeated by Mo Duxian... He shot fiercely, and it didn't take long for anyone to fight against him again. Seeing this unexpected joy, Mo Duxian praised him with kind words, and watched him gradually integrate into the hall, secretly said: finally stabilized this trouble.

Stabilize the person first, and then come to see if it works. Mo Duxian invited Yan Xiangnan here, first said a few compliments, and finally said: "Ah Wei, this master's plan is only for success. No failure is allowed, so I didn’t tell you in advance, I promise, if you can solve this task perfectly, not only will you not hide this plan from you, but when it is done, you will be able to achieve prosperity, wealth, power and status at your fingertips!”

Awei?Yan Xiangnan was about to vomit, pretending to be very interested in the evil smile, but in fact he sneered fiercely, "Really? Of course I will not miss such a good thing, what kind of mission, just say it!"

Mo Duxian said viciously, "It would be better if the life of the master of Mingyue Hall is captured alive!"

Yan Xiangnan didn't go alone this time. Mo Duxian also sent a few people with good martial arts to follow him, saying that in case it was difficult to get away after he succeeded, he would let these people be the rear. Can.Of course Yan Xiangnan would not believe his nonsense, he has not been in Sihaitang for a long time, and it makes sense that these people are here to monitor him.

It's a pity that Yan Wu can't take it with him. Mo Duxian wants to keep a hostage so that he won't look back. This person is too careful. He must gain his trust and get out the people who work with him.

After saying goodbye to his brother Yiyi, Yan Wu was listless for several days. For such a person, if Mo Duxian didn't use his brother, he would never pay attention to him, so he only sent a few people to guard outside the courtyard to ensure that he would not will sneak out, ping