Chapter 11 The General of the Bamboo Horse (WeiH)

Su Liuyun was also in a state of excitement. The greedy hole under her body had long adapted to his size. No matter how powerful it was at night, it would return to a thin slit of pink in the morning.

The upper body did not move, and the hips were exerted. Once I stepped forward, the whole thing was gone...

Well Ah... Ning Wan's panting was broken by the thrust. The connected movements caused the cold armor that was close to her skin to tremble. The multiple stimulation made her afraid and want more.

After the tightening of the flesh, Su Liuyun began to calmly restrain her body but again thrust her heart. This impact, which was different from the storm and rain, made both of each other feel another kind of joy that could not be triggered or unable to stop.

The soft flesh on Ning Wan's chest was blushed by the armor. The cold and hard friction made the two dogwoods very hard, and there were waves of devastating pleasure under her body...

Wan'er, you feel like I'm about to melt it in it.Su Liuyun bit her earlobe and rubbed her.

Ning Wan was speechless at this moment, and could only whine around, and she complained in her heart that she was so hard that she was as hard as an iron rod...

Suddenly, a hint of depressed and melodious moans appeared in the handsome tent, like a cat screaming in spring, making people's hearts numb.

At the same time, Jiang Rong, who had already finished rectifying the marching, stood on the horse, and had the same doubts as the soldiers neatly lined up behind him.Where is the coach?

Usually, whether it is training soldiers or charging into battle, the coach is the first.

Thinking of the content of the discussion that night, General Su had changed his mind and didn't want to return to Beijing, right?

Jiang Rong had been following Su Liuyun for the longest time, and he was still running in his heart, and his face was still a respectful and cold face, which made the soldiers unable to figure it out.

Wei Yang was not so calm, and turned his head and asked in a low voice: Brother Jiang, has the coach overslept?

You are overslept with a big head ghost. What kind of person is the general? You can arrange it here!Jiang Rong lowered his voice and scolded him.

Wei Yang immediately cleansed his military appearance and sat upright on the horse's back.After a while, I couldn't help but scratch my head and leaned over: By the way... has General Ning overslept?

General Ning's injuries have not healed, so he needs to spend more time preparing.

Jiang Rong's voice revealed a trend of continuing to talk, and was accurately caught by Wei Yang: By the way... General Ning has been recuperating in the head coach's camp recently... Do you think they are a little... a little indescribable intimacy between them from time to time?

Don’t make random guesses. They are brothers who have known each other since childhood, so they are naturally more intimate than you and me.Jiang Rong was not confident enough to refute, and recalled General Ning's handsome appearance that night with red lips and white teeth...

Hello, you said that you are also rolling in this yellow sand, why is General Ning still so white?

Why are you like a sissy? What are you doing so in vain?Jiang Rong really couldn't stand his noise. As soon as he said that, the two looked at each other and were shocked, "My mother?"

At this moment, a tall and majestic man walked out of the camp gate, walking in a dragon and tiger step, and being masculine and masculinity was the head coach Su Liuyun.

Next to him, wearing a large ink cloak, General Ning's face was a little pale, but his long eyebrows were on his temples, his eyes were like lightning, his appearance was solemn and his momentum was like a rainbow.

Both of them were majestic and powerful, which shocked Jiang Rong and Wei Yang more than enough. They finally convinced and shut up.