"Then General Zhao is also an ever-winning general who is extremely brave and uses wars like a god. Isn't he still a fall in the hands of the Dangxiang people? No matter how powerful you are, there will always be people in this world who are more powerful than you. Where can I truly be invincible in the world?"

Xiaobing spread the wrong news, which made her worry for the whole month for nothing. After the initial complaint, she was only happy.

People are always selfish in life and death. This truth is the same when it comes to Su Wanrong. She feels glad that it is the general who received this arrow on the battlefield, not this man.

That was a poisonous bow and arrow, the arrowhead was sharp and ruthless, and the one that stabbed it was the key to the heart. If there was a slight mistake, it would be a matter of being unable to turn the world back.

Thinking of this, Su Wanrong was still a little scared. She couldn't help but lower her eyes and rubbed her fingertips on the man's breastplate.

"No matter how powerful you are, you are just a body. How powerful are you than other people's swords, guns and blades? You are always so careless and underestimating your enemy, and you will suffer in the future."

The fingertips of my daughter's house are white and tender, and they fall on the hard and majestic iron-black armor, making her look more delicate and delicate.

A few days ago, he was wearing this battle robe and fighting in the sword rain. The cold armor splattered the enemy's blood, exuding the coldest blood. At this moment, he was touched by a soft little hand that was as soft as boneless.

Through a thick layer of iron clothes, Yinmang seemed to be able to feel the itchy feeling that the little girl's delicate fingertips slid back and forth.

The itchy gradually spread along the small position in the heart and mouth, slowly spreading to the limbs and bones all around the body. The itchyness can turn the coldest and hardest iron armor into the softest softest and softest around the fingers.

The Adam's apple slid slightly twice, and Yinmang lowered his eyes and stared at Su Wanrong's white and red face, his eyes darkened a little.

"Wanwan, I have won the battle and have returned triumphantly now." Yinmang pinched Su Wanrong's little hand and said hoarsely.

Su Wanrong certainly knew that the man had won the battle. If it weren't for this, how could he have appeared here? But soon, Su Wanrong realized that the man's words were not showing off his achievements to her. His strong arms were as thick as vines, and the next moment, he skillfully and forcefully wrapped around her waist.

Yinmang's armor was not removed, and he was hugged tightly and tightly. The hard and majestic iron armor in front of the man tightly squeezed the most fragile softness of her chest without leaving any gap. Through the layers of thin silk, the strange and cold cold penetrated into her skin little by little, causing her to tremble slightly involuntarily.

He buried his head in the most delicate and sensitive position on her neck, and the breathing that burst out from his nose was a completely different burning and hot fire from the cold and hard armor.

Surrounded by this burning and strong masculine aura, the man looked up and rubbed his thin lips against her delicate skin, slowly approaching her ears. Amid the slight trembling of her body, he said hoarsely: "Wanwan, I fulfilled my promise and returned from victory. And it's time to pay back what you owed me before..."

Su Wanrong certainly knew what a man was referring to.

Promise him?

Su Wanrong is thin-skinned and can't wear off her face.

Don't agree to him?

As the man said, it was originally agreed upon. She was not a person who was untrustworthy. What's more, this man was full of brute force and domineering. If she didn't go along with his wishes, he had thousands of ways to force her to submit, and she couldn't escape...

When Su Wanrong was secretly struggling, Yinmang thought she was unwilling.

He hugged her tighter, kissed her, and used the gentleest voice to fit her ear, coaxing her softly: "Wanwan, my sorrow... I risked my life to kill the enemy on the battlefield. I finally came back and suffered a lot. Today, I will feel sorry for me..."

The tall and burly man was in awe of momentum, sweeping thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, everyone was afraid of it. At this moment, he leaned over and over again with such a low voice, and his tone was vague, as if he was acting coquettish.

Su Wanrong also felt a little hot when she heard this. She was surprised to find that she couldn't speak and reject him.

Just promise him, I finally came back safely... This is not the first time,

No matter how he wants to make trouble, he will let him do it...

Yinmang on the other side saw that it was useless to rub and bubble. He gradually lost his patience and wanted to use it directly. Unexpectedly, before he could speak, his soft and tender arms had already hooked on his neck. The little girl pressed her soft and fragrant body against him, leaning on her back, biting her lips and whispering:

"Then you, then you have to be gentler. You are not allowed to use too much moves..."

The young girl's jade cheeks were red like peach blossoms. She bit her lips lightly, looking at him timidly, acting cute with him, asking him to be gentler and not hurt her...

In an instant, blood and energy surged, and Yinmang felt that it was a little difficult for him to breathe.

What else did he need to wait? He immediately leaned over to block her rosy little mouth, picked up the person around his waist, and walked towards the kang in the inner room.

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This time, Yinmang did not remove his armor from beginning to end.

So the fat and strong evil wolf turned into a fat and strong iron wolf, pressing the delicate and soft girl there, bullying her a lot of wanton bullying.

The two girls, Yi Cui and Ningxiang, who were honestly guarding outside the house, first heard a burst of violent sounds like iron tools hitting the stone wall. They were curious and held their breath and listened with their ears. After a while, the slight low moans from their daughter's house were heard intermittently. The sound seemed to cry but not to cry, and it was gentle and charming.

After realizing what that was, the two girls blushed and lowered their heads one after another, grabbed the broom, hid and continued to shovel the snow.

From the sun was above the third o'clock to the red sun was low, until the sky was dark, there were patrolling servants hanging a red cage outside the cave, and the noise inside the house finally stopped.

Su Wanrong's eyes were soaked in water, her jade cheeks were blushed. A few strands of sweat-wet black hair stuck to her cheeks, and she was breathing with great breath.

She was like a skinned bamboo shoot, and she collapsed on the warm kang covered with a big red brocade quilt without any concealment. On the other hand, the man next to her was still wearing hard armor, intact and neat.

Such a completely different contrast fell into Su Wanrong's eyes.

She felt a little ashamed, but her heart was pounding and she felt a strange and inexplicable stimulation.

This is probably the reason why he is close to the ink. He has been staying with this bad and vulgar man, and he is so dignified that she is going to be ruined by him...

After this storm, Yinmang's breath was a little breathful. He slightly supported himself and lit the lamp. He was afraid that she would get cold, so he pulled out the bedding and wrapped her body.

Unexpectedly, Su Wanrong frowned and hissed softly.

He frowned, leaned closer and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Su Wanrong was also very surprised. She lowered her head to look at it, but saw a large piece of her chest blushing, and there were still some deep and shallow red marks left by the friction of hard objects.

What else can this be? Of course, it was made by the man's iron armor.

Yinmang also saw it. Seeing the delicate and tender jade-white red on the peach glow, he stretched out his big palm to rub her for a few times, and his voice became hoarse: "I am so cute all over my body, and I will be red when I touch it."

The man had a unique meaning, and Su Wanrong's face turned red. He reached out to push his face and cursed, "It's blue and white, can you be more serious!"

Yinmang clicked out the window from the air, "It's dark, it should be unreasonable."

Then he avoided her hand and said with a low smile: "Do you want to see why I am more inappropriate?"

Su Wanrong turned her face away and simply ignored him.

Yinmang half supported himself, looked down at the little girl's pursed lips and bulging her erotic face, curled up the corners of her lips, and smiled even more happily.

"Okay." He held her face and kissed her. Seeing that she had not spoken, he solemnly promised: "This time I am not considering it well. I swear that I will be more careful next time and will never hurt you again."

The guaranteed attitude is quite sincere.

Su Wanrong snorted lightly and lay flat in the bedding for a while. She felt a little uncomfortable, so she pouted and said in a complaining way: "It's all your fault. I feel so sticky and uncomfortable. I want to take a shower and change my clothes now."

The little girl said in a graceful voice, saying that she was angrily angry. This willful and delicate look not only made people feel disgusted, but her heart was harshly aroused.

Not to mention taking a shower and changing clothes, he would be happy to ask him to pick a star down now.

Yinmang called the maid to bring hot water in. Su Wanrong was sore and couldn't stand firm, so he hugged her and stepped into the bathtub.

The heat steamed. As I was washing, who would have thought that another time came in the narrow bathtub.

When it is really washed, the night is dark.

After a simple dinner, I changed into dry bedding, then blew out the light and prepared to rest.

As soon as he lay back on the warm kang, Yinmang hugged Su Wanrong into his arms, touched her thin lips and suddenly asked softly, "Why are you so well-behaved today?"

Su Wanrong did not have the natural good physical strength of Yinmang. After these two games, she was exhausted. She was exhausted. She lost her strength to tilt her eyelids. What the man said in the dark didn't listen at all. She just hummed twice in her nose and was fooled.

Yinmang didn't allow her to fool her. He patted her little face with his big palm and continued, "You will do whatever I want you to do and don't resist. I am so kind to me, and I am a little uncomfortable with being obedient."

Not only that, there were a few times in the middle, the girl would even take the initiative to respond twice. You should know that the girl always came from the passive side of her two experiences in bed. Her performance today is truly the first time.

When he didn't follow him, the man's face was full of resentment. After following him, he began to feel uncomfortable.

It was a difficult person to serve, and Su Wanrong felt a little speechless.

"When I first met you, you always forced me to force me, and naturally I didn't want to follow you. Later, when you were kind to me, I was not a stern heart. No matter what happened in the past, today, you are indeed the man closest to me. If you treat me sincerely for the rest of the day, I will repay you with sincerity."

The little girl kept her eyes closed and her eyes were not opened. Her lips opened and closed, and her voice was dull, as if she was talking about something very ordinary.

But Yinmang was stunned for a moment, as if he suddenly understood something, and suddenly supported himself. He grabbed her shoulder and asked with his breath, "What do you mean?"

Yinmang was strong, how strong was he? His daughter's slender and fragile shoulders were pinched in the palm of her palm, and her bones were about to be crushed. Her sleepiness instantly subsided. Su Wanrong opened her eyes unhappily and muttered in a low voice: "What else can it mean? It's literal."

The little girl is delicate and weak, looking harmless and delicate, but she is actually made of ice. She took out her heart and heart and heart to her, but she couldn't cover her warmly. She thought it would be the same in the future, but she was caught off guard and heard her say this.

Of course, I don’t expect her little mouth to speak any sweet words. Thinking of her series of performances today, the little girl’s words now are like revealing her feelings to him.

As for Su Wanrong, who was lying flat on the couch, after the words just now, she seemed to be stationary when she saw the man, half pressing on her body and motionless.

Just keep it fixed, but let it go first. He always holds it tightly like this, and the prints on his shoulders will be pinched out.

He was about to speak and urged him to let go quickly. He raised his eyes but faced the man's eyes.

There was no light in the room, only the faint light from the windows. The vision was dim, but it could not hide the bright light of the man's eyes that were darker than the night.

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Armor p1ay bathtub p1ay, hhhhhh, isn't it fun?

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Chapter completed!