General, you got the wrong script [holographic online game]

Han Mo pushed open the door and put the person in his arms on the big bed. Xing Wujing hummed uncomfortably. He was used to the small wooden bed of the swordsman, but the big bed in the General's Mansion was too spacious and soft. He grabbed the brocade quilt and put Drill your head in.

Han Mo lifted the quilt helplessly, worried that he would be bored, Han Mo lowered his head, and gently patted Xing Wujing's face: "Take off the mask and sleep again."

Xing Wujing shook his head: "No."

"Be obedient, take off the mask." Han Mo repeated.

Xing Wujing opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at Han Mo in a daze. He froze for a few seconds, then raised his hand to take off the mask of the astrologer, and switched back to his real self.

Du Feishuang tugged at Han Mo's sleeve, with a sleepy look on his face: "I've taken off the mask, I'm going to sleep."

Han Mo took out a pill and handed it to Du Feishuang's lips, Du Feishuang shook his head, he refused to take the medicine given by a quack doctor, if the deity died unfortunately, it would definitely be a big loss.

"Anti-alcoholic medicine." Han Mo explained patiently.

Du Feishuang pondered for a few seconds, Han Mo's words sounded more reliable, he opened his mouth slightly, swallowed the pill, Han Mo brought water, and fed him the medicine.

The mask was removed, and the hangover medicine was taken, so it's time to go to bed this time.

He raised his eyes to look at Han Mo, and suddenly felt that things were not so simple. In the candlelight, Han Mo's eyes were full of emotion. Han Mo reached out and stroked his face, and said lightly, "Do you know the art of stargazing?"

Du Feishuang replied in a low voice: "I don't understand."

"This can also become the top astrologer?" Han Mo smiled.

When it comes to this topic, Du Feishuang is undoubtedly proud of it. He couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth: "There is an existence called the technical team, and any position can be easily obtained."

"Is it okay to be the king of a country?" Han Mo asked with a smile.

As soon as the words fell, Du Feishuang laughed: "General, it is safe for you to say that decapitation is a felony."

Han Mo reached out to remove the red jade hairpin from Du Feishuang's hair. He lowered his head and smelled it. There was a faint smell of a thousand-year-old agarwood in his hair: "You know this, and I know it. Could it be that you want to inform me?"

"Don't the general know that walls have ears?" Du Feishuang stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Han Mo's neck.

Han Mo unbuttoned the belt of Du Feishuang's brocade robe, and the smile on his mouth increased sharply: "Thanks to the technical team, the general's mansion has thick walls, and the functions of fire prevention, theft and wiretapping are very perfect."

Du Feishuang was startled, why was he taking off his clothes again, he only felt safe wearing clothes to sleep recently, he took Han Mo's hand: "Don't take off."

"How can you sleep without taking it off?" Han Mo asked.

Understanding what Han Mo meant, Du Feishuang was in a cold sweat, a little sober from the wine, but at this moment the black brocade robe had already left him, Han Mo threw it away, and the brocade robe hangs unbiasedly on a corner of the screen, hanging down naturally.

Han Mo put down the bed curtain, and Du Feishuang lay on the big bed and stared at Han Mo in astonishment.

Han Mo's so-called going back to the house to sleep, could it be that he staged a restricted two-person action movie, this...

different from expected.

It was agreed to compete again just now, so it is possible that Han Mo received the award first and then competed again.

"General," Du Feishuang trembled in his heart, "I'm used to sleeping with my clothes on."

While he was speaking, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his pants were gone.

Du Feishuang never compares efficiency with Han Mo, because there is no comparison at all. In front of Han Mo, his combat effectiveness has been in a negative state for a long time.What's more, he lost the game, and he was wronged.

The thin inner shirt couldn't cover her body, Du Feishuang folded her legs and shrank back: "General, don't do this, it's not good to be seen by outsiders."

"Don't worry, there are no outsiders here." Han Mo quickly took off his clothes, grabbed Du Feishuang's waist, and prevented him from escaping.

Han Mo's hand caressed Feishuang's lips, slowly moved across his chest, wandered around his waist for a moment, and untied the belt of his inner shirt.

Du Feishuang blushed and turned away.

It's so embarrassing, and he is not good-looking, every time he looks at him with such a blunt gaze, he wants to dig a hole to hide himself.

"Why don't you look at me?" Sinking into desire, Han Mo's voice became a little lower.

Du Feishuang blushed a little, he was embarrassed how to say such words.

Han Mo stretched out his left hand to cover Du Feishuang's right hand, interlaced his fingers, and put his other hand into Du Feishuang's shirt, kneading his skin playfully.

Du Feishuang shuddered, wanted to hide but didn't know where to hide.

Two layers of bed curtains separated Du Feishuang and Han Mo from the outside world. I don't know whether Du Feishuang's eyes were dazzled or it was the fact that he had seen the candlestick beside the bed lit a red candle.

"General," Du Feishuang was about to ask, when Han Mo lowered his head and kissed him.

A few minutes later, Du Feishuang didn't intend to ask anymore, Han Mo's actions had already proved everything.

Han Mo's kiss made him dizzy for a while, Du Feishuang put his hand on Han Mo's shoulder, his fingers traced the curve of the shoulder, Du Feishuang opened his eyes slightly, the faded shirt slipped down his arms, the two were naked and overlapped, The panting from the lips raised the scalding body temperature.

Han Mo's kiss almost swallowed Du Feishuang. Du Feishuang felt his tongue was numb and his lips were swollen from being bitten. There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth, but he still lingered on the heat between his lips and teeth.

The rhythm of breathing was chaotic, and the sound of heartbeat was intense and clear.

The body ignited, and desire rushed to the lower body, anxiously seeking to vent.

Du Feishuang raised his arms to cover his face, his body's reaction was beyond his rational control, his cheeks were flushed, and he closed his eyes.It was dark in front of his eyes, but his senses were sharp. The other party kissed every inch of his skin, gently biting the sensitive area on the side of his legs, leaving fragrant marks.

Su Ma rushed up the spine, Du Feishuang was very embarrassed: "General, don't..."

Before he had time to stop him, Han Mo had already lifted his hips, raised his waist, and pulled the brocade quilt at hand to put it under him.

Du Feishuang moved her body uncomfortably, slightly straightened her toes, and the heat quickly gathered between her legs, making her uncomfortable.

"Dream, call me by my name." Han Mo stroked Du Feishuang's buttocks, his slightly hoarse voice was quite sexy.

As the words drifted past his ears, Du Feishuang felt drunk instantly. He climbed onto Han Mo's back and shouted, "Huangfu Mo...Huangfu...Mo..."

In the next second, the little chrysanthemum of Yaoshi's house opened to the outside world for the first time, facing the pain of being forced in and tearing.

In the next second, Du Feishuang grabbed Han Mo's shoulders tightly, his fingertips sank into the flesh, and let out a howl like a pig being slaughtered.

Han Mo: "..."

Du Feishuang's voice was hoarse, with tears in his eyes: "No, it hurts too much."

Han Mo frowned in embarrassment: "Be patient, the pain will stop after a while."

Du Feishuang looked down.

You bastard, it hurts so much even after entering it a little bit.

Du Feishuang's face was ashen, and he didn't cooperate.Whether Han Mo tried to persuade him or coax him, nothing worked, and the rare spring night was deadlocked in a strange way.

Du Feishuang was protecting the stinging chrysanthemum, curled up on the side of the bed with her knees naked, and looked at Han Mo aggrievedly.

How can someone be so strong for the first time.

The problem with the perfect figure is that Du Feishuang is really hard to bear Han Mo's size.

The game is already so uncomfortable, the reality is estimated to be painful.

Thinking of this, Du Feishuang's face became even uglier.

Han Mo was silent for a while, moved to Du Feishuang's side, and stretched out his arms to hug him. Du Feishuang struggled a few times, seeing that Han Mo didn't move much, so he lowered his head and pillowed in Han Mo's arms.

Han Mo placed his hand behind Du Feishuang and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Du Feishuang responded embarrassingly.

Whether it hurts or not, Han Mo will know immediately after lying down and trying.

It's too much trouble to be below, Du Feishuang is very eager to apply for him to be above, but according to the situation, his application should be rejected.

Han Mo was silent for a while, looking a little embarrassed: "It's the first time with a man, so..."

Du Feishuang had the heart to hit the wall, he lowered his eyes: "Me too..."

For a moment, the bed was full of embarrassment.

Han Mo has no experience + Du Feishuang has no experience = sex is dead.

Du Feishuang buried his face in Han Mo's chest, his mood was too complicated, he didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

After being silent for a while, Du Feishuang raised his head and looked at Han Mo, who calmed down, looked at each other and smiled.

Du Feishuang couldn't help complaining: "It's a shame to laugh."

"To each other." Han Mo kissed the corner of Du Feishuang's eyes.

Du Feishuang raised his eyebrows, and after a long time, he shook his head and sighed, no matter what, after the first time, he and Han Mo are said to have experience with each other.

Han Mo lay down with Du Feishuang in his arms, pulled the brocade quilt to cover him, and Du Feishuang rubbed against Han Mo's arms.

Han Mo looked at him quietly and sighed: "Sure enough..."

Du Feishuang was confused: "Really?"

Han Mo continued to sigh: "Little yellow books are all lies."

Du Feishuang: "..."

Han Mo was thoughtful: "It's not that easy to get in."

Du Feishuang: "..."

Du Feishuang almost wanted to jump up and strangle Han Mo to death, but actually followed the steps in the little yellow book, at least he should study rhubarb and other tablets.

Ugh, as if it's not the time to think about that.

He cleared his throat, and patted Han Mo's shoulder sympathetically, "Once you're born and you're familiar with it, you'll be fine in the future."

Han Mo grabbed his waist and dawdled affectionately: "Shall we try again?"

"Not tonight," Du Feishuang shrank his body, "It's still hurting."

Han Mo looked at Du Feishuang: "Is it really that painful?"

Du Feishuang replied sincerely: "It really hurts, do you want to try?"

Han Mo's face darkened, and he stopped talking.

On Du Feishuang's first night in the General's Mansion, accompanied by the occasional pain from Xiao Juhua, he hugged Han Mo and slept until dawn.

Du Feishuang woke up, and there was no one next to his pillow. As usual, Han Mo left him a note.

After reading the note, Du Feishuang stretched and rubbed his eyes.A general is no more leisurely than a swordsman, and he goes to court before dawn.

Du Feishuang thought about it for a moment, that the astrologer stayed in the general's mansion, which is not really good news.General Han Mo is subject to external constraints all the time, and must be careful to maintain his public image. Under the spotlight, any foul language will cause unpredictable and serious harm.

He picked up his clothes and dressed them neatly one by one. He folded the quilt and straightened the quilt.

He raised his hand to put on the red jade hairpin, put on the mask of Yi Qingfeng, opened the window, and jumped out.Han Mo is not in the mansion, he can't sleep well by himself, it is better to return to the foot of Wufeng Mountain early.

In the first round of hide-and-seek, he suffered an instant kill.He didn't believe that Han Mo couldn't see him when he came back, so he wouldn't know where he was.

Pushing open the door of the cabin, Gu Yin breathed a sigh of relief. The simple and fresh environment immediately relaxed the tension.

Lying on the small wooden bed, he pulled the quilt to cover himself.

Recharge your batteries and prepare for the second round of hide and seek.