Yang Zilu pushed open the door, but what made him a little strange was that the smell of rosin smoke was scattered in the room. It was obvious that someone entered Yang Zilu's room not long ago, but Yang Zilu didn't care too much about it. It was not that Yang Zilu was not afraid that his secrets would be revealed, but that his secrets were written in simplified Chinese. You can understand simplified Chinese, and there was no spy war in this era.

Besides, the Jiukui tribe is not a big city. Everyone inhabits knows the truth. It takes less than an hour to enter an outsider. It is difficult to insert it in detail. So Yang Zilu is probably the slave who puts dried clothes into his wardrobe or adds water to his teapot.

Yang Zilu put the oil lamp on the small round table, took off her top and pants, and hung it on the clothes hanger on one side. She just wore a pair of shorts. Because the weather was hot in June, Yang Zilu didn't like to sleep with clothes.

Yang Zilu blew out the lights and turned from the small hall to the room. Although the west wing is called the room, there is a small hall outside. Yang Zilu slowly walked to the bed by passing through the hazy moonlight that had just been stuck to straw paper.

Yang Zilu instinctively reached out and pressed her hand on the edge of the bed, and then she lay inside the bed, but at this time Yang Zilu felt something hot and soft beside her. Yang Zilu was stunned and reached out to touch her, but she felt as if she had touched the entrance of a clump of valley under a black forest, and a trace of stream was touched by Yang Zilu's fingertips.

"Ah!..." A slightly depressing moan sounded, and the sound was very familiar, with a strong and seductive spring feeling 17351)

"Who!" Yang Zilu asked vigilantly, but he didn't react much. After all, if it were an assassin, Yang Zilu wouldn't have survived here. She had killed Yang Zilu when she just entered the room 17351)

"If you go back to your master, it's Lian Ji!" A shy voice came from the darkness.

Yang Zilu immediately flashed a scene that made people excited, and Yang Zilu suddenly went out to sea with anger.

A small hand was like an agent, fumbled silently in the darkness, and caught the rage dragon slightly through the silk cloth. Yang Zilu couldn't help it, and roared and turned over. With the hazy moonlight, you could see Lian Ji's pretty face. The rebound did not hide Lian Ji's eyebrows, but it was even more attractive because of it.

Yang Zilu kissed without hesitation, her two tongues seemed to be fighting with two snakes, and she was like two fishes. But for a moment, the only shorts on Yang Zilu's body fell to the ground.

The sound of gasps and moans intertwined into the symphony of night to the symphony.

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Yang Zilu gently played with the beauty's jade breasts in her arms. Although the fine sweat made the two sticky, they gave people an illusion of harmony. Yang Zilu asked softly: "Lianji, why did you come to me?"

"Don't you like me?" Lian Ji's voice was filled with grievance.

When Yang Zilu heard this, her forehead was sweating profusely, and she couldn't stand the changes of women. However, Yang Zilu immediately thought of a way to deal with it, turned over and said, "I love you!"

"Ah! Don't... it's the fourth time!" Lian Ji said sadly.

But Yang Zilu ignored it and just worked hard.

After a conquest, Lian Ji was as soft as a pile of soft mud. She was already breathing gently and said, "Master, don't you like me?"

"Call me husband!" Yang Zilu said sympathetically.

"Husband? I'm just a slave!" Lian Ji said sadly.

"Not now!" Yang Zilu did not have the kind of kings in ancient times. She called women a kind of indifference and whispered them. Yang Zilu had his mercy and sympathy.

"Then I'll call you Yang Lang!" Lian Ji smiled.

"Yeah!" Yang Zilu responded, climbing up the mountain with uneasy palms.

Lian Ji's breathing was a little quick and she said angrily: "Yang Lang!"

Yang Zilu laughed softly and instead hugged Lian Ji and refused to speak.

After a while of silence, Lian Ji asked, "Yang Lang, is it true that you said you love me just now?"

Yang Zilu was silent for a while and couldn't bear to deceive Lian Ji, saying, "It's not considered love, it can only be considered like it!"

When Lian Ji heard this, she said resentfully: "Although your words are not sweet, it makes me feel uncomfortable in my heart. But I am also very happy that you confessed to me. Didn't you just ask me how I came here?"

"Yeah!" Yang Zilu nodded and looked at the outline of Lian Ji's face hidden in the darkness in confusion.

"It was my wife who asked me to come!" Lian Ji said shyly.

"Little Fox!" Yang Zilu was stunned when she heard this, and then she realized that it must be that the little fox himself could not be that. She was afraid that he would be lonely at night, so she asked Lian Ji to come. Yang Zilu immediately felt a little more moved by the little fox.

Lian Ji suddenly asked, "Yang Lang, what did you see last time?"

"What last time?" Yang Zilu replied with a dry smile. For some reason, he couldn't help but think of that voyeuristic incident.

"You understand!" Lian Ji said coquettishly.

"That! Actually, I just don't know where you are. I saw everything after entering." After Yang Zilu said that, she obviously felt that Lian Ji's body in her arms was getting warmer and hotter.

There was a spring feeling in Lian Ji's voice, "Then why didn't you do anything?"

"If you don't want to do it, what am I doing? It's hard for people to do, but it won't be beneficial in the end!" Yang Zilu was still a young man who had just left the campus, and obviously had a different innocence about feelings.

When Lian Ji heard this, she didn't say anything, and her eyes were a little more moved. The two of them slowly fell asleep while embracing each other.

The next morning, Lian Ji got up early and cooked a delicious breakfast for Yang Zilu. Yang Zilu was eating at the round table, Lian Ji held her chin with her hands opposite her and looked at her with a smile. Yang Zilu took a bite by herself and fed Lian Ji, which made Yang Zilu have the urge to sink into the gentle place from now on and ignore things from now on.

Yang Zilu couldn't bear it. After breakfast, Yang Zilu put on leather armor with Lian Ji's help and walked out quickly. The little fox didn't come out and stayed in the room. She was afraid that she would cry when she saw Yang Zilu.

Yang Zilu did not go to see the little fox, and the battle was about to go to war, and the love between children seemed indecisive. Yang Zilu decisively stepped into the large open space outside the temple. When the fifty cavalry saw Yang Zilu, everyone lowered their heads and punched their chests with their right fists to show respect.

The infantry sitting on the ground stood up suddenly, and many people looked at Yang Zilu with their eyes shining with heat.

The beast trainer Ding Bian pulled a strong bald horse under the steps. Yang Zilu walked over quickly and turned over the horse. A soldier handed over the cavalry spear. When Yang Zilu pulled the reins of the horse, the bald horseman stood up and made a low neighing sound. "Warriors of the Jiukui tribe! Come out!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!..." the soldier waved his weapons and roared.
Chapter completed!