Sha Po Lang

Gu Zheng reached over his side waist gently, so as not to make people feel aggressive and just right, the temperature of the palm gradually passed through the clothes, like a non-hot fire, not lightly but heavily affixed to his body.

Changg really missed him so much, he had been wanting to be close once in the Jiangbei camp, and he kept dragging it to this day. No matter how many spring and autumn there is in my heart, my body is only in my twenties. Even when I haven't tasted that flavor, I can't take it anymore. If it weren't for the amount of business, I wouldn't have dared to loosen that string in my heart. I would have been insane and totally unable to stand it.

At this time, Gu was so slightly touched, his half of his body was numb, he gasped for a few breaths, and his long head almost whispered in a tinnitus: “Godfather, do you want my life? ”

Gu Qiang: “Does the wound not hurt again? ”

Pain is still painful, but at this time, the pain of His Majesty the Goose King is usually normal general pain, when he kisses, it is “very painful”, and to this day, even if his wound breaks apart again and blood flows into rivers, it must also be a copper-skinned steel bone, not knowing the itch.

“As long as it doesn't hurt," Gu Qiu hastily grabbed Changg's hand drilling into his clothes, taking it out and throwing it aside, smiling, "then count with me. ”

Long g: “…”

Gu Zheng put one of his hands behind his head in his spare time, lay very relaxed on the bed, one hand gently held his long waist, the voice was not very harsh, but the content was very sweaty.

Gu: “Tell me, what did you really think when you broke into the bandit's den with Master Xu, a scholar who couldn't pick his hand? ”

Chang Gg: “Zizhu...”

“No need to be a child,” Gu Jianfang said, “you can continue to call me 'godfather’. ”

He smiled and kissed him nicely - it was recently discovered that Gu Xiao loved this sticky kiss, a few shallow pecks, then looked at him with that careful look, basically no matter what he said, agreed.

But it doesn't seem to work.

Gu Jiao raised his eyebrows slightly: “You don't have to be so polite. My wound doesn't hurt. ”

At last, the wisdom of the Goose King had no choice but to speak honestly: “I didn't expect them to really unravel. ”

Gu Xiao smiled with great indulgence and rubbed his long face against his back. Then he said without mercy: "Bullshit, you must have thought of that. ”

Changg's throat slightly moved: “Me... Lord Xu and I were on our way to the main altar. I didn't know beforehand when they would choose this...”

“Oh," Gu Xiao nodded, "and as soon as you look at the once in a lifetime opportunity, it's easy to die once, hurry up and get there. ”

Listening to the voice, Changg felt that the trend was not right, and he hastily admitted his mistake: “I was wrong. ”

Gu Zheng put his hands down and couldn't see the joy on his face. A pair of peach blossom eyes were half closed. He couldn't figure out what he thought for a moment. He couldn't help but get nervous.

However, he waited half a day, but Gu Qian did not send out the fire, just suddenly asked: "Because the other day I asked you, 'When can you settle the displaced, when can you recover Gangnam', did you put pressure on you? ”

When he said this, there was a wrinkle in his eyebrow, and the divine color was almost lonely. Such a look, Long G had only been seen once on the redhead iris on New Year's Eve. Gu Zheng had celebrated the death of thousands of souls with three glasses of wine, and his face was also this bland silence, and the whole emperor's light could not illuminate his side face.

Changg was almost panicked for a moment, and some words were insensitive: “I'm not... I'm... a child...”

When Gu Xiao was young, he didn't like to tell others how he felt - nothing else, he felt like putting all the joy and sorrow on his face, as if he was lifting his clothes to show others his own skin at any time, very indecent, people didn't like to see it, it was not timely, it had nothing to do with people being happy or unhappy, it was purely a tutelage, during the day people sat together to eat large chunks of meat, big mouths of alcohol, it was no different, until they were drunk to show the difference - some people would cry wildly, some people could not sing more than chopsticks.

If it wasn't the right time, he rolled a few times at the tip of Gu's tongue, floating and sinking again. Finally, he took a slight attempt to say: “I was on my way from Beijing...”

Chang Gu could see the color, instantly felt what he was going to say, his pupils were difficult to suppress slightly shrinking, and he looked at Gu Xiao in panic and anticipation.

Gu Jiao had probably never said such a difficult word in his life, and almost backed off.

Chang Gg: “How are you doing on the road? ”

Gu Qiang: “... my heart is burning. ”

He looked at him in a daze.

When Jiangnan Navy was overrun, Xuan Tie Camp was damaged by half, and Gu Xiao was rushed out of prison by Li Feng, did he ever say the words "burning heart"?

No, I didn't.

Gu Zheng seemed to be sure forever, never panicked. If he panicked, he probably faked it too.

He was a little fake and he always made people feel a little unrestrained, wondering that one day he would collapse like the Nine Gates of the Great Imperial City.

Gu Zheng seemed to have opened a gate that had been locked for a long time. As soon as the four words came out, the rest of it went smoothly: “What if something really happened to you on this trip... what should I do? ”

He didn't dare to come out and look at him.

Gu: “Chang Gu, I really don't have the strength to put one more... someone else on my mind. ”

A shock to the head.

Gu Zheng also has the strength to calm the north and south, and the strength of the mountain river to die and not to meditate, as well as the strength of the naval forces of Jiangbei to quarrel with General Zhong at night.

But only without the strength to love another person.

Over the years, Gu Qian besides Shen Yi, a friend born and dying, seems to have only one adult rare Hou Fu, a little squeezed out of his heart is all settled on this sensitive juvenile that the Emperor handed over to him back then.

People exchanged on the official field, inevitably they bragged to each other, blowing on Gu Shuai, mostly with the phrase “bow down, the Grand Duke is selfless”. But Gu Jin is not pure grandfather selflessness, just thinking about it, he really has nothing to “selfish” about.

This loneliness, when Gu Junior did not feel very deeply, at that time, he was the stable queen of the three parts of Xuan Iron, even though he was generally grieved and indignant, a pot of hot wine went on, and the next day he could climb up in a fresh air and forget about it. Now he is getting older and thinking heavily, but he finds that the handsome early years have somehow been wiped out. Especially in the recent days, he feels particularly tired, tired, and often has no taste in his heart.

It would be pointless to live if there weren't a goose king who was sometimes helpless and sometimes insane to worry about him.

The tiredness and loneliness on Gu's face flashed, but he closed his eyes and gently put his long head away.

He pulled a thin blanket over his elbow and sighed, “Lie down, you can't even straighten your hips. Think about it. Are you serious? ”

Grabbing his hand, Gu Zheng's hand will never warm up. It will always feel like he just took it off the cutting blade, dry, cold and hard: “Zi Zheng, will you lie with me for a while? ”

Couldn't help but remove the coat and lean next to it. He wrapped his head around the blanket and fell asleep for a short time.

Long G's eyes opened quietly. I just felt that every sweat all over my body was chestnuts trying to drag the person beside my pillow to wrap it up, but for a moment I couldn't bear to destroy this quiet and warm atmosphere. I had to be burned by desire/fire, and I was impatient and happy.

It has been almost eleven years since the geese returned to the town of Gu Xiao to collect him. For eleven years, Gu Xiao's time was at the frontier with the sand field, and he was much less united with Chang Gu... but he did not leave his soul one day.

Sometimes he doesn't know how to love him and always finds it hard to pay for his life. Suddenly, he realizes that, rather than being the only good thing he has ever encountered in his life, all the difficulties he has endured since his birth have been to save enough luck to meet this man.

So many years of mustard, miraculously let go.

Yan Wang was injured in Jiangbei, and Xu Ling was the reason for the dishes. Xu was a soft and hard bear, and he didn't know where to dig up Du Cai Gon's son, Du Lang. Du Son didn't say much, but people were very difficult to fool around, and it was too difficult to beat up a little bit - their family was too rich, the Emperor had beaten a lot of arrears, and the advantages of two dates were not dared to take in front of this person.

At the end of September of that year, Xu Lin, with the full support of Jiangbei Battalion and the pointing point behind King Yao, calmed down the mob rebellion and resettled the refugees from Jiangbei. Later, Yao Zhen temporarily assumed the post of Governor of Jiangjiang, Xu Lin returned to Beijing to take away King Yan's fold.

As a result, a major case of nation-building has come to a close.

The Yan Wang himself hastily nursed his wounds while sneaking to the capital city without appearing, and a fierce “canal corridor” campaign launched by him had taken root. His fold had been pressed in the palace for only two days, after a great dynasty meeting, the dominance of the military aircraft was quite strong, the two houses were rarely silent, and several large families were busy bringing back internal forces. For a moment he had no time, Fong Chin temporarily ambushed, and Emperor Long 'an approved it on the same day.

With the incredible power of action shown by some of the military aircraft already in mind, a complete programme has been put in place for two days, which almost leads to suspicion that they are ready.

Less than a month ago, the Canal Office was established outside six departments. The Canal Office's plenipotentiary agent approached the people of the Dhuvan Quan Chamber of Commerce. The Dhu Caijin turned into a true Great Merchant. All kinds of resources and materials that had already been privately allocated were constantly sent to the factory site. They stayed up and down for a full month. A large number of civilians who would only be ambushed on a heavy weekday lay down. The whole beam was set on fire, as if they were to make up for the dead vegetarian meals in both directions.

Finally, before the long winter, the settlers of the two rivers were brought together under the tents of the preliminarily constructed factories.

Li Fang, the king of geese, returned to the capital.