In fact, since the fake Lin Tong sneaked into the Zhongtiao Mountain Base, Kanto Army Commander Nobuyoshi Muto has been worried about her, and at the same time fantasizing that she could send some information about the Zhongtiao Mountain Base.

But after so long, the frighteningly high-ranking fake Lin Tong has been completely lost in her news. Wuto Nobuyi has no hope for her. He often forced himself to believe that fake Lin Tong is still alive, but it is not convenient to post fake information to the outside world or have not received more valuable information.

Since the assassination against Feng Quan several times is not good at getting a job, then let’s be low-key for the time being. There is no way to be a good person if you don’t get a job! Ordinary spies have no trace of them. The advanced ones even brought so many people to him, but they all died before they could get a job, and none of them came back.

Could it be that you, Feng Quan, is my nemesis? Before you appeared, the warriors of our great Japanese Empire were all moving forward bravely. There was a bit of a staggering rhythm on the battlefield. However, as soon as you appeared, you quickly turned the tide and fell...

Sad! It's really sad!!

The desperate Muto Nobuyi fully demonstrated the Japanese's ability to bully the weak and fear the strong. After understanding that he could not defeat Feng Quan, he chose to stop the battle and never dispatched troops to the Zhongtiao Mountain base to cause damage, and chose temporary peace.

With the temporary absence of the Japanese interference, Feng Quan was able to fully develop his strength. However, these were all on the surface. In order to prevent problems before they happened, the base's defense has always been orderly, and the huge hidden forces distributed outside have been working diligently.

......

More than 10 miles, Feng Quan ran to the door of his sixth concubine Xing'er's house. He didn't blush, his heart was beating, and he didn't pant. He skillfully fired the lighter with a sound, and he held a three-bay cigarette in his mouth. Is there any squirting clouds and mist?

"Tu tuk"

Three clear knocks sounded, and the conscientious old doorman had already received the instructions of the only eldest lady Xing'er, and quickly opened the door.

"Son-in-law, why are you here so late? The lady and Xiaoqing have been here several times."

"ah"

Is there any touch? Is there any warmth? Isn’t this the biggest motivation for a married man to work hard outside?

Feng Quan, shrouded in various touches, felt a deep sense of self-blame in his heart. Two concubines, who were as beautiful as flowers and fairies, were waiting for him hard, and he was still drinking and eating outside.

How could this guilt be swollen? Hehehe, I can only agree to it. However, this old gatekeeper also seems to be very good. He can come out and open the door so soon, so he must have not been asleep yet in order to wait for him.

Thinking of this, Feng Quan handed the old gatekeeper the bag of three cannons, and said, "Old man, thank you for your hard work."

"Thank you, walk lightly, the master and the wife slept early, probably they had fallen asleep long ago."

"OK."

After saying goodbye to the old gatekeeper, Feng Quan quietly came to the backyard. Feng Quan knew in his heart that the newlyweds could not empty their beds in the first month, but when he thought that because he was too busy last night, he did not comfort the enthusiastic sixth concubine Xing'er, this slut must be a little unable to hold on.

But when Feng Quan thought of his sudden wailing sounds from Xing'er who had been very committed from beginning to end, he couldn't help but retreat.

Although it was very comfortable and refreshing to deal with Xing'er, who had a good figure, it would be troublesome if this slutty girl made up the movements that seemed to cry, laugh, pain, and enjoyment, and woke up the maids around her.

These maids, especially the five maids who pretend to be Xiaoqing, are young and easily impulsive. How could they bear it when they hear these movements? Feng Quan believes that even if they eavesdrop on their sexual intercourse with their eighth concubine Xiaoqing under the leadership of Xing'er, they will still be unaware of it.

The reason is nothing special. As the dowry maid of the sixth concubine Xing'er, the eighth concubine Xiaoqing has played with the sixth concubine Xing'er since childhood, but his personality is completely different. Xing'er is a representative of the bold school, while Xiaoqing is a typical graceful school.

Different personalities and different ways of doing things are definitely different. Just last night, Xiaoqing on the wedding night was touching and kissing Feng Quan, and the mysterious darkness flowed out of the gurgling stream quickly under Feng Quan's extremely dexterous fingers and licking.

What made Feng Quan deeply admire was that she was almost in a state of madness and hummed a few times at most, trying hard to suppress herself. After the pain period, Xiaoqing, who began to get used to comforting and began to enjoy her eyes, did not make much noise even in the few seconds when she was full of passion.

To be on the safe side, Feng Quan did not go to the boudoir of the sixth concubine Xing'er, but went straight to the eighth concubine Xiaoqing and her bridal chamber. Hehehe, will Xiaoqing completely let go of the second night?

The sixth concubine Xing'er's house is indeed not small. When Feng Quan walked to the door of the bridal chamber, the three cannons in his mouth were just finished smoking. After clamping the cigarette butt between the middle finger and the thumb, Feng Quan gently flicked the middle finger of his right hand, and the smoke butt still showed sparks and drew a beautiful parabola, and finally fell to the ground.

Feng Quan stretched out his right hand and gently pushed the door. Huh? Is it so swollen that I can't push it? Did it be inserted from inside?

"Tu tuk"

After knocking on the door three times gently, Feng Quan heard the lazy voice of the eighth concubine Xiaoqing, like a bird of heaven.

"Who?"

"I, Qing'er, open the door to my husband."

"Oh, it's you, husband, are you so late? People thought you were not back, so they took off their clothes. Wait for a while, oh."

The light was lit up immediately, damn it! Can you sleep so early? Do you miss your husband? Your husband will come to comfort you later, don’t wait too much.

"Cruff"

A gap was opened in the door, and a heat mixed with the fragrance of a woman was blowing into my face.

The eighth concubine Xiaoqing wore a crimson woolen coat and a red cotton underwear. Although she wore a lot of clothes, her concave figure was undoubtedly exposed, with her bulging breasts, slender waist, straight and slender legs. Since she was not wearing socks, a pair of milk-like little feet were exposed.

Damn! I definitely didn’t wear a bra, otherwise I could clearly see her two little grapes? This is not her personality. I remember that to the end of last night, she firmly expressed her desire to bring the bra before going to bed. She said that making Shenma Jiangzi can prevent her breasts from sagging. Hehe knows a lot.

"Husband, it's so cold outside, come in quickly!"

"OK."

Seeing that my husband's eyes kept shooting up and down my body, the eighth concubine Xiaoqing felt happy, hehehe, you are still familiar with each other! As the saying goes, Mount Tai is not tired, the Yellow River is not urinating, the Great Wall is not built, and awesome is not bragging.

My figure is not ordinary, at most it is a little worse than Sister Xing'er, who has a hot figure, but she has been with you for a long time. She can enjoy your watering day and night, how can it be?

If I could enjoy my husband's cover every day, maybe my figure would be better than Sister Xing'er, breasts, butts, etc. would be as big as hers. But if my husband doesn't strongly ask, I won't take the initiative to sit on your stomach like Sister Xing'er! I just lay on the bed, motionless...

Feng Quan, who looked at the Eighth Aunt Xiaoqing, quickly closed the door. He turned around and walked back with his shoulders in his arms. He was so serious that he would carry you to bed!

A dragon and tiger jumped, Feng Quan hugged the eighth concubine Xiaoqing's small waist and fragrant buttocks from behind. At the beginning, he was soft and smooth. Xiaoqing's youthful young body was as weak and boneless as a sponge, and the distance between the two people was almost 2 cm.

Although the eighth concubine Xiaoqing is very quiet, she is also a woman with a fully developed body. The same thing as Xing'er who often goes crazy is that her whole body is almost in a sensitive area.

Unlike other women, only when the two points are more prominent or the blurred, can they be considered a sensitive area. Even in the most important blur, women are different from women. Some women are sensitive areas on the naughty little bean, and some are in the magical black hole.

Xiaoqing's ears, neck, arms, thighs... As long as Feng Quan gently strokes her, she will be unbearable and her whole body will twist continuously, and she will be hard to come by.

Feng Quan believed that if she stopped for a while, maybe she would become a tomboy like the sixth concubine Xing'er. Her potential was so huge that she could only dig deep.

The eighth concubine Xiaoqing was tightly held in Feng Quan's arms. The body that was still moving just now stopped moving and enjoyed her husband Feng Quan's cover. In fact, since she handed her body to Feng Quan last night, she has enjoyed her more comfortable than she caressed herself. This day, from morning to night, my mind was in a daze.

It’s so strange for women. Is it true that the gods can get that kind of bone-eroding happiness from a strong man? No wonder those married women who don’t lack food, wear, and pocket money are depressed all day long; some lower-class women who don’t lack food and clothing live a happy life.

Is this human nature? If great love lacks this harmonious adjustment, will those love stories that have been passed down through the ages still happen? Even if some couples who live at home cannot have one of their own, their husbands cannot last for a long time, and their wives are not sensitive, and their bodies will have many conflicts?

......

"ah!"

Just as Xiaoqing was thinking about it, Feng Quan's big mouth suddenly grabbed her right earlobe from behind, and his thick and powerful tongue slid gently on it, and Xiaoqing's body suddenly became paralyzed.

Xiaoqing, who was paralyzed all over, was unable to support her weight with his feet, and his delicate body leaned against Feng Quan weakly. His two white hands drooped in an instant, and he couldn't help but murmur softly.

"Yeah yeah"

"Uh uh uh"

Hearing the sound of the horn blowing, Xiao Fengquan quickly changed, becoming longer, thicker, and harder. Xiao Fengquan, who had no one fiddled with his hands, was naughty and exposed. Since Feng Quan and the eighth concubine Xiaoqing were also 1.7 meters tall, Feng Quan still hugged her from behind. Therefore, Xiao Fengquan, who had undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant, led the thick pants in front and walked forward, and just arrived at Xiaoqing's most important part.

The ears are so sensitive, let alone Xiaoqing's ** part. As soon as the two come into contact, her concave and convex body will suddenly shake.

If Xiaoqing was just unable to stand and could barely stand in Feng Quan's arms, she would have no strength in her body at this moment, and even her breathing was about to stop.

But Xiaoqing's thoughts could continue. She had no strength to shout, but she could only shout in her heart. I am the happiest woman in the world!!
Chapter completed!