his robbery

Huo Xiangzhen was still in the Tianjin barracks, and he returned to Beijing first.It was agreed at night, he has a week to prepare, but how to prepare?

Sitting alone in the bedroom, he lowered his head and raised his hand, clenching his fist empty-handedly—thanks to his long fingers, it would take another small hand, and he couldn't hold it!Compared with it, the rolling pin is exquisite and delicate.

And it's so long, like a snake spear.

The more Ma Congrong thought about it, the more he felt that this was a fatal business. At the same time, he regretted it very much, thinking that he was risking his life for the sake of his future, and took a deadly job for no reason.Unbuttoning his pants and leaning back, he reached out to touch his butt, the more he touched it, the more he felt small and delicate, pitiful.

Ma Congrong has always felt good about himself, he has an appreciative attitude towards himself, and his thoughts are organized, he is a clear and smart person.However, now that he is in the Huo Mansion in Beijing, he is in a mess.With a rolling pin and a zhangba snake spear in his heart, and touching his own tender flesh, the more he thought about it, the more he had no way out, and he decided to run to Tianjin to meet Huo Xiangzhen and overturn the agreement of that night; but when he was about to leave , he was reluctant to give up the opportunity.After two days like this, he shook his head and thought to himself that the glory and wealth of the rest of his life was all done in one fell swoop.I can't bear the child not being able to catch the wolf, and I can't bear the butt not being able to blackmail the uncle.Besides, sleeping with the uncle is not degrading himself.Although the uncle is tall and burly and scary, he has one advantage, that is, he is clean.

What a clean, decent young man, I have seen it with my own eyes since I was a child, and it is as good as a fake.Thinking that the uncle's boyish body would end up with him, Ma Congrong, apart from laughing and laughing, was also a little proud and happy to be the leader.Leaving aside such big topics as the future for now, this unique top spot alone is worth his time and effort.

Thinking of this, Ma Congrong made up his mind to accomplish this great event.

Huo Xiangzhen was not at home, Ma Congrong was the largest in Huo's residence, and Bai Mani went to school early and late every day, so he had no time to obstruct his eyes.After eating and drinking enough every day, he closed the door, put a stack of novels in front of him, and started to browse through them.The novels are all first-rate. He only reads the masculine stories. In fact, he knows what’s going on without reading them, but he didn’t know much about them before. It's no use.In the end, he threw the stack of unsightly novels under the bed, stripped naked at night, and then jumped onto the bed with a small bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus oil.Pouring a little sweet-scented osmanthus oil into the palm of his hand, he squatted down firmly, and tentatively began to rub it on his back acupoints.

After smoothing it evenly, he first hit the striker with one finger, thinking that this was a tricky effort, but fortunately there were still a few days, enough for him to grind it slowly.

In the next few days, Ma Congrong didn't go out of the gate, and he just recuperated himself in the room all day long. He used three bottles of sweet-scented osmanthus oil alone.And because he only does this one thing wholeheartedly, with his patience, he has achieved quite a lot.It's just that the higher his grades, the more his heart beats, and he always suspects that if he strikes too hard, he will damage his body.But it doesn't matter if you don't be ruthless, the uncle's thing is not something ordinary people can bear.

That night, he broke out in a sweat.Lying on the bed panting, his right hand was hanging under the bed, half of the palm was covered with oil.People are exhausted, but their hearts are beating lively in their chests.He always felt that he was about to touch the intestines in his stomach, and he was a little scared.But as if stunned, apart from being afraid, there is another kind of excitement.

Huo Xiangzhen should be back tomorrow, he thought, whether it's a mule or a horse, it's time to take him out for a walk.

In the afternoon of the next day, Huo Xiangzhen really came back from Tianjin.As usual, Ma Congrong welcomed him into the house.When he settled down in the living room, Ma Congrong brought a cup of hot tea, bent down and asked in his ear: "Master, will I serve you tonight?"

Holding the hot tea, Huo Xiangzhen was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was something in what he said, and that he should know the meaning in this sentence, but he couldn't react to it for a while.Turning his head to look at Ma Congrong, he asked back in a low voice: "Serve?"

Ma Congrong smiled at him, his voice was still very soft: "Did you forget? I asked you to wait for a week, and now a week has passed, and my side is ready, waiting for the uncle's orders."

When Huo Xiangzhen heard this, he suddenly realized, and at the same time, his head and face had a fever.His gaze has always been direct, and his speech is also decisive, but now he bowed his head and drank a sip of hot tea, his eyes suddenly flickered, his tongue became uneasy, and he stuttered: "Just, just tonight !"

It was rare for Ma Congrong to see Huo Xiangzhen at a loss, and seeing his reaction now, he found it very interesting.And Huo Xiangzhen put the teacup on the coffee table, then raised his hand and forcibly tore open the collar of the military uniform.Suddenly realizing that Ma Congrong was looking at him with a smile on his face, he blushed without looking up, and yelled lightly and quickly at the front: "Don't look at me, get out!"

Ma Congrong saw that he was shy and cute, so after agreeing with a smile, he said kindly: "Master, just wait for me in the bedroom at night, I will arrive."

Huo Xiangzhen nodded, then glanced at him hesitantly, and said in a low voice, "Come early."

Ma Congrong nodded with a smile, and at the same time realized that this step was really right.Usually Huo Xiangzhen always looked at him as if he was dispensable, and the older he was, the more he was like that. If he liked to answer and ignored him, he wouldn't look straight at him.This time is good, I just drew a cake for him, and he couldn't sit still.

Turning around and leaving the hall with a smile on his face, Ma Congrong didn't expect that he looked like a beauty, and his skin and flesh were still very valuable-this was really beyond his expectation.

Ma Congrong skipped dinner and spent two hours bathing.When night fell, he wrapped himself in his nightgown and went out.Everything was ready, and the greasy ointment was dripping down his thighs.He went upstairs lightly, and the soft-soled slippers stepped on the thick carpet without making a sound.The hem of the silk nightgown brushed against his bare calf, and he suddenly felt like a ray of fragrant spirit, like a ghost fox in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, floating out of the stage with ulterior motives and itches.

Pushing the door open and entering Huo Xiangzhen's bedroom, he turned around and locked the door first, then smiled at Huo Xiangzhen who was on the bed: "Master, I'm here."

There was no big electric light in the room, only a faint small wall lamp was lit on the wall beside the bed for a while.Huo Xiangzhen was neatly dressed in pajamas and pajamas, and sat cross-legged in the middle of the big bed for an unknown how long.After hearing what he said, Huo Xiangzhen didn't say a word, but just glanced at him, which was hot and powerful, and could shock people.

Ma Congrong walked to the side of the bed and stopped, touched the belt around his waist with both hands, he hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly, he untied the belt.As soon as the belt was loosened, the nightgown was also loosened from top to bottom.He lowered his head and took off his nightgown and put it at the end of the bed. He also blushed.Kneeling on the edge of the bed with one leg, his throat was tight and his hands were trembling, he said out of his voice, "Master, take it off too."

Huo Xiangzhen remained silent, lowered her head and unbuttoned them one by one.Take off the pajamas first, then the pajama pants.After taking off, he got under the quilt, only his head was exposed again.

He got into it, and Ma Congrong was shy, so he hid under the bed after seeing this.Before he turned to Huo Xiangzhen to speak, there was a "huh" in his ears, but it was Huo Xiangzhen making trouble in the bed, turning over and pressing him under him.Huo Xiangzhen hugged him tightly like last time, lowered her head, and panted into a huge beast beside his ear.And Ma Congrong came prepared, but at the moment of his sudden collision, he still closed his eyes and raised his head, in pain that almost knocked him out of his wits.And Huo Xiangzhen already had strength, and this time it became even more powerful.He shook his sweat beads and rushed desperately, wishing to disturb the opponent's internal organs.No matter what he did, it was not strong enough, and no matter what he did, he was not satisfied. He was so excited that he wished he could crush Ma Congrong directly.

At the last moment, he excitedly grabbed Ma Congrong's shoulders tightly, and at the same time, he pushed into the depths like crazy.Ma Congrong seemed to say something vaguely, but he didn't hear clearly.

In the end, he collapsed on Ma Congrong's body, and he pressed his sweaty forehead to the back of Ma Congrong's head.The arm was loosened, but the weight was still there. Ma Congrong couldn't move under his pressure, so he could only repeat the words just now angrily: "I'm going to die..."

With a crying voice, he moaned softly: "Dead..."

Huo Xiangzhen crawled out from under Huo Xiangzhen like a bug, and he protruded a long and slender white waist under the bed, his buttocks and thighs were still being pressed by Huo Xiangzhen.Strenuously pulling out one leg, he kicked Huo Xiangzhen half-deadly.

Huo Xiangzhen rolled aside heavily, giving him a way out.And he lay on the side of the bed panting for a long time, until the roar in his head gradually weakened, and his chest felt free, then he staggered out of bed.The bodies of both of them were in a mess, he was bare-handed, he couldn't wipe it off, he couldn't wipe it off, he sighed heavily, Ma Congrong, who had escaped from death, stood by the bed, feeling that everything in front of him was impossible Clean up, if only someone could hand me a hand towel roll.

Huo Xiangzhen's bedroom is connected to a small bathroom.Ma Congrong bent over and dragged his legs, moving in step by step.He twisted a large towel and came out. He wiped Huo Xiangzhen first, then scooped up the towel with one hand and propped it on the bed with the other. He lowered his head and asked Huo Xiangzhen, "Master, is this... do you feel comfortable?"

Huo Xiangzhen had always looked thoughtful and exhausted. Hearing this, he turned to Ma Congrong, first nodded slowly and earnestly, then lowered his eyelids, showing very long eyelashes: "Comfortable."

Ma Congrong smiled bitterly: "You are comfortable, but I almost died."

Huo Xiangzhen saw Ma Congrong's gait just now, and knew that he had suffered, but because he had never said soft words to Ma Congrong, he remained silent and only kept this matter in his heart.And Ma Congrong saw that he half-closed his eyes and said nothing, so he stopped making fun of himself.After wiping himself carelessly, he put on his nightgown, scooped up the dirty towel, leaned on the wall and bent over to move out bit by bit.

He walked without looking back, not knowing that Huo Xiangzhen was blinking and staring at his back the whole time.When he closed the door and went out, Huo Xiangzhen raised his hand to turn off the wall lamp, then stretched his arms and legs into a "big" character.This time I was really satisfied, and even my breath was cool.Ma Congrong contributed a lot, and Huo Xiangzhen was determined to treat him better in the future, even if he was muddy and couldn't support the wall, he would admit it.

Ma Congrong went downstairs to his room and spent another hour cleaning himself up.Humming back to the bed, he lamented that he survived the test and was still alive and uninjured; second, he muttered, wondering if it was worth it for such a big investment.Turning over with difficulty, he let out a long breath, thinking that if the uncle still wants to use me next time, should I do it?Uncle's bed skills are really fatal!

——The end of the episode

The author has something to say:

The love and hatred between the characters in "His Tribulation" has come to an end, so the article is over.Then they will live a stable and ordinary life for several years.After this halcyon period, they would of course meet again in the tumultuous era of war, but that's another complicated new story.

Thank you for your love and encouragement for this article, thank you for all the kind short and long comments, thank you for the mine grenades and torpedoes you threw to me, very, very grateful.

After the end of this article, because I may gradually get busy recently, I will not open a new pit for the time being, and I will open it after I am done o(n_n)o Thank you all for your support and I wish you a happy day.