Chapter 1

The winter of the fourth year of Jian'an was very cold. The northwest wind blew across people's face like a knife, and the dead branches squeaked weakly, making the final struggle.

Under the hazy sky, snowflakes scattered, and the whole world was only pale.

The southern gate of Xia Pi City is a bit special. This section of the city wall, which is about a thousand steps long, is made of black stones. Only the building in the middle of this wide city wall is white. People are used to calling this city gate building a white gate building.

A man was kneeling above the city wall, a big man, a typical northern man

He knelt there, lowered his head, his long hair hangs from his ears, covering the bloody face.

The man closed his eyes tightly, his body seemed to be trembling slightly, and the disturbing snowflakes slowly covered his body

Husband, Husband The man seemed to hear the familiar and gentle call in his ears, and he slowly opened his eyes

Husband, Husband's gentle voice seemed to be right beside him, but he couldn't catch it or keep it

The man raised his head slightly, exhaled, and murmured Diao Chan

Thinking back to the time, he was the famous flying general in the world and the Wen Hou personally conferred by His Majesty. At that time, he was so energetic with his palms and the red rabbit horse under his crotch. At that time, he always thought that he could achieve a tremendous career.

Later, he was furious for the beauty and killed the thief in five steps.

Then, he fought bloody battle with His Majesty Wang Situ Bao, with Li, Guo and other rebels.

Unfortunately, Wang Situ died in Chang'an City, His Majesty fell into the tiger's den, and he broke through alone

After escaping from Chang'an, he first surrendered to Yuan Shu, but was expelled because of his military discipline.

After joining Yuan Shao again, he was dissatisfied with his pride in his merits.

He could only go to Hanoi to join Zhang Yang, and his former ambition was slowly being wiped out

Sometimes he would also wonder, if he had not accepted Zhang Miao's invitation and had not come to Yanzhou at that time, would he still live a peaceful life in Hanoi now?

No, he shook his head. He is a famous flying general in the world and is destined to die on the battlefield.

Even if he did it again, he would still go on like this, just...

Diao Chan…

The man raised his head and looked up at the hazy sky, allowing the snowflakes to slowly fall on his face, slowly melting, turning into drops of water drops along his face, and his thoughts fell back to the past like the drops of water drops.

My name is Lu Bu, a native of Wuyuan County, Bingzhou. He was taken advantage of by Ding Yuan, the governor of Bingzhou, for his bravery, and was accepted as his adopted son.

Before that, my father and I had been living on the grassland

My mother is a Hun, and I have half of the Hun blood, so I have always been looked down upon

They respected me in front of others, but called me a barbarian behind my back. I know that what they respected was the identity of the adopted son of the governor on me.

But I don't care, I have my halberd and horse.

At that time, I had not performed the ceremony and only thought about practicing martial arts and competing all day long. Because of my similar temperament, I met Zhang Liao and Gao Shun again.

We rode horses on the grassland every day and talked loudly about our ideals

Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, I must expand territory for my great man like the champion Hou in the future. I held up a long spear made of wood, sat on the horse, shouting at Zhang Liao and Gao Shun beside me.

If there is one day, then I, Zhang Liao, will follow you and be your pawn. Zhang Liao has a cheerful personality. He can always talk to people around him. Sometimes he can give me some advice, although most of the time it is a bad idea.

The same goes for Shun. If Zhang Liao is a ball of passionate flame, then Gao Shun is a cold iceberg

To be honest, I have known Gao Shun for so long, and I never seemed to have seen him laugh

But I know, he just kept his passion in his heart

Finally, when I was fifteen years old, my foster father came to me that he would give me a gift, which means that I was already an adult and could get married.

On the day of the ceremony, my foster father gave me a word - Fengxian, I asked my foster father curiously what Fengxian means

The adoptive father patted my shoulder and said, "According to the will of heaven, he dares to be the first."

By the order of heaven, I dare to be a human being first and seem to die until I die. I didn’t do these eight words

The day after the ceremony, my foster father arranged a marriage for me. The other party was the daughter of the Yan family of the Jinyang clan.

Before this, I had only two friends, and suddenly I had another wife. I was as helpless as a child, but full of yearning.

I was filled with a lot of wine on the day of my marriage, and I think I have never drunk so much wine in my life.

After the banquet ended, I stumbled towards the new house and wanted to see my wife I had never met.

The new house is beautifully decorated. There are big red wedding words posted in the room, the big red brocade tent, the bed with big red envelopes, the big red quilt, and the bride wearing red wedding clothes and red head cover

The bride is very beautiful, this is my first impression of opening the cover

Under the smooth forehead is a pair of thin eyebrows, and under the small and delicate nose is a thin lips.

She lowered her head, and there were traces of tears on her red face. Is she homesick?

Yan stood up, lowered his head and gently helped me unbutton my top, revealing my tendon flesh that was unique to my martial arts practice for many years.

She gently stroked my chest with her hands, as if she was obsessed with it

I looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she wanted to do

Yan took back his hand, stood up, and began to relieve his joyful condolences.

The wedding dress is so beautiful. She is wearing a bright red gold-edged brocade robe. Two mandarin ducks lying on her neck are embroidered on her chest. A red belt with silver wire piping on her waist is set off, which makes her figure look slender and charming.

I sat aside and watched her take off her clothes until she was left with only a red bellyband. Yan blushed and crawled into the quilt, and said in a low voice, "I'd like to ask my husband to pity my concubine."

I stared at her blankly until an impulse suddenly emerged in my body, a primitive animal impulse.

I pressed on her body like a teacher, and my lips were kissing everywhere on her face.

Until he kissed that tenderness, Yan Shi YiīngNíng said, her lips slightly opened, and my tongue stretched in frantically, tangling with her tongue.

Yan seemed to enjoy this kind of tenderness. She put her arm behind my head, held my neck, and pressed my head until we both couldn't breathe

I let go of Yan's lips, fell down and took a breath, looking at her under me

She was wearing a big red bellyband and her chest was raised high. I reached out and gently held the two towering breasts and kneaded them slowly. Yan seemed to feel very comfortable and moaned gently with his eyes closed.

I bent down again, and the two of them were entangled again. As I was entangled, I unbuttoned her bellyband and saw the color that made me dizzy.

Yan's body is very white, and the red cherry on his snow-white breasts makes me love it even more

I moved my head down, then took the cherry in one mouthful. Yan Shi said, holding my head with both hands and pressing down hard.

My tongue kept teasing the cherry, and biting it twice from time to time, causing Yan's whispers to scream.

From time to time, I knead Yan's breasts with my hands, sometimes gently rub the cherry, sometimes gently pull it, sometimes gently rub it with my fingers. The two cherries stand tall, hard and straight

I've never touched a woman's body before, this may be a natural instinct of a man.

I was playing with Yan's breasts forgot to do so. Yan's face became redder and redder, his eyes began to get blurred, and his skin gradually turned red.

Suddenly, Yan hugged me tightly, raised his lower body and pressed against me tightly, and a long moan like crying in his throat

I was instinctively startled and thought that it wasn't that sick. I was about to ask, but when I saw Yan's body softening again, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, he didn't say anything.

Madam, are you okay? I asked in a tentative and low voice

Husband, I'm fine, but I felt so comfortable just now, and my lower body... Yan's voice became softer and softer, and finally he blushed and stopped talking.

What's wrong with your lower body? Are you injured? I asked hurriedly

But no matter how I asked, Yan just blushed and didn't say anything. Finally, seeing that I was really anxious, he told me in a low voice that he had pissed.

(Many years later, Yan and I will recall this scene, and Yan will still blush and smile quietly, but now I can no longer see her)

I was also stunned when I heard Yan say she had peed

I have only heard that the wedding night is the bliss of life, but I have never heard that I can wet the bed

Yan raised his body and wanted to replace his close-fitting underwear before serving me

I grabbed her and put my hand into her underwear by a terrible reason

Yan screamed in shock, trying to pull my hand out, but unfortunately it was too late. I had already touched the liquid in her lower body, and behind the sticky liquid, I touched the most mysterious part again.

I suddenly felt very excited. This excitement was different from before. It was like a child about to get what he had dreamed of. Just like when I was three years old, my father said he wanted to teach me martial arts. I also had this excitement that night.

I asked Yan to take off her underwear, but Yan refused to obey me. She kept saying that it was too dirty and she wanted to change her underwear and wait for me.

I was impatient and picked up Yan Shi and took off her underwear in a few seconds.

Then, the mysterious part appeared in front of me in surprise.

I always remember the first little horse my father gave me when I was five years old, and I also remember the small wooden gun my father made for me when I was eight years old. I still remember the night before the ceremony, my adoptive father asked the best blacksmith in the entire Jinyang City to create a square halberd for me.

Now, all this disappeared in my mind. In front of me, in my mind, only the object in front of me that I couldn't breathe

I gently stroked it with my hands, stroked the fragrant grassland around it, and felt every gully and wrinkle of it

I looked at the tiny gap covered by two petals, and gently rubbed the small particles above the petals. Yan shouted softly and his body softened again.

I used my hands to push away the two petals, revealing the thin slit in the middle. I used my hands to peel the thin slit, revealing the pink tender flesh inside.

I reached in with my fingers and Yan grabbed my hand

Husband, don't use your fingers

What to use? I scratched my head

Yan smiled, then pointed his finger at my lower body

My lower body was already a pillar of the sky, but I was ignorant and for some reason. At this time, after Yan's thrust, my lower body became harder and harder

I took off my clothes all over my body, aimed my penis at the mouth of Yan's vagina, then stepped forward slightly, and slid a little but slipped.

This was the case in the next few times. I was a little annoyed and said to Yan: The mouth of my madam's vagina is so small, but my penis is so big. What should I do? Isn't it hurt my madam, right?

Yan covered his mouth and laughed in a low voice: Husband just inserts his penis in, I can stand it

After saying this, Yan gently held my penis with his hand, and then slowly inserted it into her vagina with me. The sudden warmth made me moan involuntarily.

Yan let go of his hand, closed his eyes and said shyly: Husband just thrust hard, don't pay attention to my concubine.

I asked curiously: How can my wife know so much?

Yan blushed and replied: Before the daughters of our wealthy families get married, they will have old mothers to teach some room skills, just to deal with things like today.

I smiled, and then tried to insert my penis deeper. Yan groaned and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

I quickly stopped the action. When Yan saw me stopping, he signaled me not to worry about her and just fuck her.

In fact, I was already burning with desire at that time, and I wanted to start thrusting violently immediately, but seeing Yan's pain, I could only thrust slightly within a very small range.

As I slowly thrust, Yan's pain seemed to begin to weaken slowly, and then he began to moan softly.

Seeing that she was no longer in pain, I started to use my strength, and every time I tried to get it to the end. When I pulled it out, only half of the ghost head was stuck at the mouth of the honey path, and then another heavy blow was hit, penetrated to the end

Yan frowned from the beginning to the soft moan after the time, and then to the loud moan, and then he could only lie down and hum weakly.

That night, I persisted for an hour and Yan ejaculated three times