The General Is As Urgent as Law

It's just like playing around, training farming every day, and the life is actually quite comfortable.

The army, which is self-sufficient like the Northern Army and stationed in a place for a long time, is quite good in food. There are vegetables, food and meat. But if you want to eat something delicious, still according to Xue Ziqin's rules, go out to hunt on his own rest time, whoever fought who eats, so the aroma of roasted game is often heard in the northern army.

Suddenly, midsummer arrived.

Sleeping on the straw haystack was so upset that everyone wore only blouses and nothing.

In fact, Guizhou was a bit cold at night, but the fire was ignited outside the tent after a period of time, and naturally it did not cool down.

At night it was quiet, and Jiang did not sleep well. He closed his eyes tightly, and looked a little bit uncomfortably, and his breathing was louder than usual. Wei Lin was sleeping next to him, facing him sideways, and was sleeping deeply.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes still a little confused.

In the dream just now, he was enjoying the joy of fish and water with a woman with unclear face, and his mind was full of indecent things.

It stands to reason that this barracks is full of healthy men, as is Jiang. It is normal to have such a spring dream. But he rarely had such moments, waking up from a dream, still reminisce about the taste of love, the stuff under his crotch was so hard that he was uncomfortable, but he was already awake and could no longer sleep immediately, and continued to have fun with the woman happy.

It's about trying to burn his mind, and Jiang didn't consciously stretch out his hands to touch the upper and lower body hard objects. He felt inadequate through the vulgar pants. The tent was dark, and the four people next to them were sleeping soundly. Jiang also cautiously grabbed a bit of his obscene pants, and the thing popped out of it. As soon as he grasped it, he seemed to be caught in evil spirits. , Gu Lin was still asleep next to Wei Lin, began to move up and down.

Self-desecration is not a big deal. Which man has never committed self-desecration? In the mind is the graceful body of the woman in the dream. He moves faster and faster in his hand, bringing out some subtle gasps.

It's been a while since I opened my eyes. Jiang Ye's eyes have already adjusted to the darkness in the tent. He was lying on his back, stroking his lower body, and he always felt a little uncomfortable. I wonder if it was because of the uneven stacking of straw. He turned a little to his side, trying to make himself more comfortable.

The footsteps of soldiers patrolling outside the account reached his ears from time to time.

Someone outside like this, and some people beside him, are doing indecent personal affairs, which makes Jiang also have a subtle pleasure, but he is very afraid of being discovered and wants to get it out quickly. He turned his head inadvertently, with his eyes half closed, and the movements in his hands were much faster than before. He knew that he would vent out soon.

At this moment, unconsciously, Jiang also saw Wei Lin's sleeping face.

Wei Lin happened to be sleeping in the face of his side, and his peaceful sleep was full. At this moment, it seemed that something had been opened, and the graceful woman in her mind disappeared without a trace, replaced by Wei Lin's star-studded eyes. The weird thought that Wei Lin had suddenly had, in this situation and this scene are stained with a layer of lust. He defeated his sanity even more, just want to vent his long-pressed desire quickly.

Wei Lin often held his palm inexplicably, the warm touch.

Wei Lin smiled and kissed him intimately.

Wei Lin's tongue tip felt crisp as he swept the ear.

There are also soft lips that are accidentally touched.

"Yeah."

Wei Lin's voice appeared in his brain, and he had numerous physical contacts.

He had never thought about these problems in the past. Although he was shy, he never felt distressed.

In the violent passion, these have become factors that make him more emotional.

His thoughts were chaotic, but in the end he was faithful to his own eyes and only saw Wei Lin's face.

Jiang also bit his lower lip and tried desperately to restrain his more rapid breathing, and his hands had gone up and down very quickly. There was a flash of fire in his head, and the uncontrollable pleasure made him unsustainable. Finally, the fine pass opened, and the things in his hand jumped abruptly, releasing them one by one.

...... It actually touched Wei Lin's waist.

Jiang also let go of his hand and took a deep mouthful of breathing, the exhaustion after the pleasure made him not want to move. His brain suddenly became clear, and he seemed to think that Wei Lin had blamed himself. Clearly understanding this key point, Jiang also had a sense of shame that made him feel incomprehensible. He dared not turn his head to look at Wei Lin's face again. It seemed that as long as he took a closer look, the secret of the night would be discovered.

But he accidentally put it on Wei Lin's shirt just now, or the sensitive position of his lower abdomen.

Jiang also wanted to die. Why didn't he lie on the inside, but on Wei Lin's side ... This question flashed through, he didn't dare to delve deeper, and he might get a result he didn't dare to delve into .

After slowing down, Jiang also reached out and fumbled for a while in the pile of clothes, and touched his sweat towel and grabbed it. He propped up his upper body carefully, holding the sweat towel between Wei Lin's waist and abdomen, bit by bit, trying to wipe off the traces. If Wei Lin discovered this matter, he would definitely be laughed at to death.

In this way, Jiang Ye's movements were lighter.

Fortunately, not much, most of them are on his own.

After rubbing back and forth dozens of times, Jiang also reached out and touched the place, there was no obvious residue left, and only a little wetness after the cloth was wet, he threw the sweat towel back again, secretly reminding himself

Remember to wash it off tomorrow.

Wei Lin woke up long ago.

He started walking on rivers and lakes very early, because he slept very lightly, and would wake up as soon as there was a noise. Even Jia Da's grunt, he wasted a lot of effort to successfully adapt, otherwise in this barracks, with his light sleep, I am afraid that he could not sleep at night.

When Jiang also turned over and his wheezing sound became worse, he was already awake. It was just that Wei Lin understood what Jiang was doing at once, and he didn't want to embarrass the other party, only pretending to be asleep. But Jiang Ye's gasping breath was close at hand. He was also a normal man, and he hadn't vented for a long time. How could he be indifferent. As Jiang also let out a few loud breaths, his heart finally fell to the ground, otherwise he really didn't know when he could endure.

But the moment was good, and the moisture in his waist made him aware that Jiang also seemed to get himself.

This thing was full of **** from the beginning, whether it was Jiang Ye's gasping, or something on his waist, which was enough to provoke his desire.

Then Jiang Ye held something and wiped it around his waist. The movement was extremely soft, but the softer it was, the more it tickled his lower abdomen, and even climbed with some desires, as if ten thousand ants were chewing his wits.

Then the lower body brother is out of control.

Jiang also packed up and lay down beside him, the two separated by a very small distance. After Mo Jiang also vented, he was very tired. After a while, Kung Fu breathed and became stable, like he was asleep. This was very embarrassing. He accidentally turned Wei Lin on fire, but fell asleep again.

Wei Lin was so hard that he couldn't bear the idea he wanted, just as Jiang had just done, reached out and touched a hard object, trying to ease it. Across the obscene trousers, even feeling his hand feels not enough ... He wants Jiang to help him too.

As soon as this thought appeared, there was no way to dispel it.

Wei Lin quietly approached Jiang Ye. Jiang also did not respond at all, and seemed to be really asleep. He gently pulled Jiang Ye's hand and straightened his waist again, trying to send the thing from the lower body into Jiang Ye's hand. The obscene trousers were pulled down a little, the thick long meat blade was exposed to the air, and slowly pushed in until it touched Jiang Ye's hand.

God, no, he can't stand it.

If Wei Lin was initially smitten with a small flame in his heart, this touch was to make it instantly a raging fire, burning him intolerable.

Reason and desire are arguing, and they are too quarrelsome.

If he did anything extraordinary at this time, perhaps his friendship with Jiang Ye would be so ruined.

But if he didn't do anything, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, and he would be succumbed to death by this inexhaustible feeling.

Wei Lin thought, pulled up the obscene trousers and put them on again, lying properly beside Jiang Ye, deliberately separating some distance, at least no more physical contact. He forced himself to calm down and think about something else, so that the brothers below would go to sleep quickly and not get up and clamor, but the more he thought about it, the more Jiang Ye's voice smiled.

Jiang Ye looks very good-looking, unlike Xue Ziqin's bias toward women, which is also very different from himself. He looks serious, and Jun Lang is slightly more delicate. He looks very eager to make people cry.

He couldn't resist this kind of thought generated naturally in his mind.

Then he imagined what Jiang had imagined, and Jiang was crushed under him. And the person above can only be him.

Yomo was too tired in the daytime. Although Wei Lin couldn't control her desire at all, his lower body brother didn't go down after he was hard, but he still thought about actually sleeping.

Because of this, Wei Lin dreamed of Jiang Ye.

He dreamed that Jiang was also under him. He dreamed that Jiang was also embarrassed and dyed his cheeks when he was emotional.

When the bugle sounded in the morning, everyone in the tent woke up. Having been together for so long, everyone was too lazy to say hello again in the morning, and each of them started to wear clothes in a hazy manner.

Jiang also woke up and completely forgot what happened last night. Like Jia Dajia and Erji, they moved quickly and feared being punished for being late for training.

Only Wei Lin looked a little unnatural. He got up a little slow, and his face was embarrassingly embarrassing. Jiang also glanced at him and asked casually: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Wei Lin was a little flustered and didn't dare to talk more: "Uh ... uh."

"Do you want to rest?" Jia Da asked.

Wei Lin shook his head: "It's okay ..."

Where did he dare to tell them, the trumpet sounded, waking him up from the boundless spring dream, the protagonist in the dream was beside him, this kind of indescribable shame. Even more ashamed, his wet crotch was wet, and last night's dream, what happened was self-evident.

But he couldn't wash the obscene trousers anymore. Wei Lin could only put on his trousers and put on his pants first, followed them out of the camp with strong discomfort.

Jiang also looked at him with a strange look, and suddenly remembered what happened last night ... Did Wei Lin know? He did not dare to talk to Wei Lin at will, fearing that the other party only knew what happened last night and behaved so strangely.

Wei Lin was even more afraid to look directly at Jiang Ye's face.

If Jiang also knew that he regarded himself as a brother but wanted to fall in love with him, he should be hacked to death.