The Marquis Is Innocent

Xiao Qiao endured the feeling of shrinking her neck, hurriedly turned her face to the side, and hid.

Wei Shao raised his other hand, straightened her face with his thumb, and forced her to look at him.

His expression seemed a little unhappy.

"Thinking about-"

Xiao Qiao rolled her eyes at him in her heart, her voice muffled.

Wei Shao smiled, and immediately let go of her. He lowered his head, took off his battle clothes in three or two times, and dropped it to the ground.

The weather was getting hot, and the shirt was heavy and not breathable. As soon as he took it off, Xiao Qiao smelled the smell of overnight sour rice from him. Stick tightly to him.

Xiao Qiao didn't dare to show an expression of disgust, she held her breath secretly, and turned her face: "The water is ready, husband..."

Wei Shao stretched out his hand and dragged her into his arms, wrapped his two thick arms around her, lowered his head and forcibly kissed her mouth.

The smell of sweat, the smell of mud and dust, mixed with the smell that his other Xiao Qiao couldn't tell, rushed towards her.

Xiao Qiao struggled for a while, then gave up, closing his eyes and letting him chew enough.

He chewed for a while, then suddenly let go of her mouth, wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her up, and sat on the table behind him.

"Husband—"

Xiao Qiao was startled and was about to go down, but he was knocked down by him and forcibly pressed him on several sides of the case.

The current style of household appliances tends to be low. The case is not too high, and Xiao Qiao sits up on the ground with his legs just touching the ground, similar to sitting on an ottoman. As soon as Wei Shao put her down, he didn't say a word, he knelt down on one knee in front of the case, lowered his head and continued to nibble on her neck, pulling her shirt off her shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbone and half of her chest on one side. .

Wei Shao's attention shifted. Poor Xiao Qiao's tender flesh was sore and itchy from the stubble on his cheeks, and it turned red in just two strokes.

He just came back in the daytime, and there are still many people outside waiting for him to go out. Mrs. Xu should also be waiting.

In front of a man who suddenly let himself go and smelled sour rice all over, Xiao Qiao really couldn't eat it. What's more, with his intimacy, not only was he not provoked at all, it was simply torture. After a while, he felt that he had bitten him and made a painful "ah" sound. He couldn't take it anymore and raised his hand. He pushed away the face that was thrown on his chest, and finally pushed it away. Before he could catch his breath, one of his hands lifted the hem of her skirt and touched it inside.

"do not-"

Joe sat up. His other hand pressed down on one shoulder and fell down.

"Husband!"

Xiao Qiao sat up again and was pushed back by him.

Xiao Qiao was like a fish nailed to a chopping board, her twisted temples were loose, her cheeks were flushed, and she was panting.

"Someone will come!"

Wei Shao stared straight at her, his breathing became heavier and heavier, he suddenly picked her up, stood up and quickly walked to the bed, threw her on the bed, lowered his head and unfastened his belt.

Xiao Qiao grimaced: "Then go wash first!"

Wei Shao finally raised his head, glanced at her, raised his arm and smelled it, maybe he finally smelled the stuffy smell, turned around and walked quickly to the bathroom. Xiao Qiao heard the sound of splashing water a few times, and before he could take a breath, he saw him come out, stripped naked, with water dripping from his shoulders and chest.

At this time, a voice came in from the door: "Men, someone is looking for you in the front hall."

"Let's wait!"

Wei Shao roared without turning his head back, knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and climbed up, stretched out his hand and dragged Xiao Qiao at the corner of the bed and pressed him under him like a chicken.

Xiao Qiao heard a long exhale in his throat.

"Mr. Gongsun is looking for a man. He said he wanted to tell me something."

"Hurry up, husband!"

Xiao Qiao hurriedly urged him.

Wei Shao's face was a little ugly. After staring at her for a moment, he finally rolled off Xiao Qiao and got out of bed.

"Come and change my clothes!"

Xiao Qiao hurriedly sorted out the messy clothes that he had just messed up, got out of bed and held a set of clean clothes that had been prepared in advance. While avoiding his hand touching her body, she finally helped him tidy up his coat and belt.

Putting on neat clothes, he became handsome and clean again.

"When I come back, don't push three or four again!"

Before Wei Shao turned around, he squeezed her cheek again as punishment, his hand was a little heavy, but his voice was soft.

…

Wei Shao hurriedly came to the front hall, put up his clothes and sat down, and asked, "Sir, do you want to see me in a hurry?"

Gongsun Yang had been waiting for him for a while, and handed him a roll of yellow silk.

Wei Shao: "A book from Luoyang? What's the matter?"

"The young emperor died of a sudden illness. Fortunately, Xun changed the seven-year-old son of King Wenxi to be the new emperor, and the imperial edict changed Dingkang to Tai'an. Xun Xun made a holiday, and now he has passed a book and ordered all the princes of the world to go to Luoyang to pay homage to the new emperor."

Wei Shao raised his eyebrows, unfolded the yellow silk and glanced at it.

…

Half a month ago, Guo Xing, the imperial court servant, and Cui Jin, the doctor, were dissatisfied with Xing Xun's prestige in the court. The knife and axemen were ambushed behind the tent, waiting for the signal to come out and kill Xing Xun. The young emperor is now growing up, and he is fifteen years old. He is being held hostage by Xing Xun everywhere. He dares not speak out when he is angry. According to the agreement, Xing Xun was deceived into the palace in the name of conferring Xing Xun the father of the nation. The strategy was negotiated, but after all, Xingxun grew up under the coercion of Xingxun, and when things came to an end, the young emperor was still afraid of Xingxun's usual lewdness, with a look of panic, when Xingxun saw it, he turned around and ran away, while running away, he shouted loudly. , The knife and axemen behind the tent chased after hearing the sound, and were beheaded by the guards who rushed in. Xing Xun escaped, how could he let it go? On the same day, Guo Xing, Cui Jin and others were arrested, and they were beheaded in the market together with Jia Xiao. Within two days, Shao Di also died of a sudden illness. Xing Xun should make Liu Quan, the seven-year-old son of King Wenxi, as the new emperor.

…

"What's your opinion, sir?"

"The lord naturally didn't go. But the disease can be pushed back. Even though the troops in Jinyang have increased sharply, the good and bad are also mixed. It will take time to tame and use them, and after the war, it should take some time to rest. I heard that Qingzhou Yuan Zhe, Guangping and Liu Kai have already assembled the coalition army, and they are sending troops to Luoyang to conquer Xingxun under the banner of King Qin. The lord takes this opportunity to sit and watch the eagles and dogs fight each other."

Wei Shao conquered Jinyang and unified the north. Xing Xun naturally refused to sit back and watch. He had to intervene, but now he was busy dealing with Yuan Zhe and Liu Kai, which just gave Wei Shao time to rectify military affairs and take over local management.

"Sir's words are reasonable. I will take care of the illness for a while, and I will discuss it later when the illness is cured."

Wei Shao threw the yellow silk in his hand on the table and laughed.

…

As soon as Wei Shao went out, things rolled over one after another, and he couldn't get away at all. In the evening, the Wei House and the four barracks outside the city, the southeast, northwest and northwest, held a grand celebration feast. Wei Shao couldn't avoid a feast. Finally got rid of people and returned to the Westinghouse, it was already dark at this time. Not long after Xiao Qiao finished bathing, she was sitting in front of the dressing table in a homely set of smoky red soft silk robes, with all her hair tucked to one side of her shoulders, her head turned slightly, and wiping her wet hair that she had just washed. The robe was very loose and covered tightly, because the hair was pulled to one side, and only a crescent-like back of the neck was exposed. But when she was put on her body, under the reflection of the candle beside her, her whole person seemed to be fresh and slender, which made people couldn't help but wonder.

Wei Shao pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing such a scene, he stood within the threshold, staring at her newly bathed back, motionless.

Chunniang turned around and saw Wei Shao coming back. She knew that the day was interrupted. Seeing that he was watching Xiao Qiao's back like this, she immediately got up from behind Xiao Qiao and took the two maids out of the house. .

Wei Shao walked behind Xiao Qiao, lowered his body, inserted his arms under her armpits from behind, buried his face in the back of her neck, and took a deep breath of the fragrance of the after-bath emanating from her skin and hair, Suddenly, he felt impatient, he picked her up, and put her on the bed as he did during the day.

Xiao Qiao knew that this time, she couldn't avoid it no matter what, lying under his eyelids, seeing his eyes staring straight at him, he raised his hand and quickly removed his belt, and ripped open the front of his shirt, He couldn't help but get nervous, lying on the pillow and staring at him with wide eyes.

Wei Shao just tore open the front of his clothes, suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around to the door and opened the door, and said to the maid outside the door, "It's not from my grandmother, no one can't see", and then closed the back latch and walked quickly towards Xiao Qiao Come.

Xiao Qiao was pressed under him and hugged tightly.

…

Wei Shao has been away for a few months, and sometimes at night, he will inevitably think of Qiao's daughter at home. The last time the two of them were in bed, although it was short-lived, the taste of it at that time really made him reminisce. The only dissatisfaction is that he lost control for a while and was laughed at by her. Every time I think about it, my heart is like a cat scratching. I finally came back today. The anger that came out during the day has not disappeared, and the desire has skyrocketed. Although I don’t want her to be in too much pain, it’s just too hard to restrain her. I want to get into the essence sooner, but Xiao Qiao is afraid of pain and pinches him. Shoulder, not staying in his ear begging to slow down. He couldn't bear to make her suffer too much. It took a long time just to go in for the first time, and both of them were sweating.

It was really too long, it was like a flood that suddenly released the gates, being in a warm village, listening to Xiao Qiao's babbling sound like the wind blowing in his ear, Xiao Qiao was under him again, but After twisting a few times, Wei Shao's lower back was sore, he shivered, and he couldn't help but slump.

Xiao Qiao has learned the lesson from the previous time, but this time he doesn't dare to laugh anymore. And not in the mood to laugh.

Because of Wei Shao's expression, it really looked like he was going to kill someone.

He kept lying on top of her, buried his face in her wet hair, and refused to go down.

Joe waited for a while. It wasn't intended to irritate him. But Wei Shao was too heavy. The whole person was pressing on her like this, and it was really unbearable for a long time.

She finally coughed lightly, stretched out a finger, poked his shoulder, and comforted: "Manman knows that your husband is a great husband, and I am also very happy. My husband has worked **** the road today, and he must be tired too. , rest early."

Wei Shao slowly raised his face and stared at Xiao Qiao for a moment.

Xiao Qiao was startled.

"Rest? It's still early!"

Wei Shao pursed her teeth at her, with a hint of revenge, lowered his head and threw himself on her chest again.

…

The candle on the desk kept burning, and the body of the candle gradually became shorter. From a new seven-inch candle, it burned to the end, and there was only a length less than the length of a thumb knuckle.

It's already midnight.

It was only now that Xiao Qiao finally realized that it was polite to say that this man was a beast, Wei Shao was almost like a beast. After sleeping for a while, I asked her once, after holding her and squinting for a while, I opened my eyes and asked again, one after another, I have asked Xiao Qiao three times, and it is not the first time.

This is the fourth time. He fiddled with her on the edge of the bed. The new pose he came up with seemed to make him excited to a new height. No matter how much Xiao Qiao cried, he would not let her go.

Xiao Qiao's voice was hoarse. Crying is about to hit the gas.

The second time, she felt pretty comfortable.

The third time it started to hurt again.

At this point, it is simply torture.

"Are you all right?"

She clutched the quilt in front of her with both hands, turned her head and asked him again, the tears that had just fallen on her cheeks.

Wei Shao leaned down, raised his hand to hold her face, and licked the tears on her face.

Well, the tears of the beauty are tasted, and the taste is not bad.

"Say, am I really a majestic husband?" He looked a little grim.

"Yes - my husband is -" Xiao Qiao sobbed.

"Do you dare to laugh at me?"

"Don't dare—please hurry—"

He moved a little, and Xiao Qiao's tears came down again.

Wei Shao finally showed an expression full of ambition, hugged her waist a few times and let out a long sigh of relief.

Xiao Qiao seemed to have had her bones taken out. As soon as he let go of her, she fell to the ground and couldn't even get up.

Wei Shao hugged Xiao Qiao, who was covered in sweat, from behind, and the two entered the bathroom together.

…

When Xiao Qiao slept this night, it was dark and dark. The next morning, I was still very sleepy, and I felt a little strange on my feet, as if someone was moving, and I curled up my toes and shrank up in my sleep.

After a while, that feeling came back.

She is really sleepy. But he was finally woken up. Dazedly opened his eyes.

It was still dark in the tent. Should be early.

As soon as he woke up, Xiao Qiao felt as if his whole body was being crushed by a wheel, and his thighs also hurt when he moved.

Wei Shao was still on the bed, only casually wearing a white t-shirt without ties, with one arm resting on one shoulder, he was sitting and lying beside her.

This is nothing. The scary thing is that he was actually touching her feet.

She was woken up by him.

what is this? It's not as good as a beast, but also the perverted fun in bed?

Xiao Qiao's hair stood on end, as if being pricked by a needle, she quickly retracted her foot from his hand and hid under the quilt.

Wei Shao seemed to be stunned for a moment, raised his eyes, saw her staring at him, and looked at her for a moment, his eyes gradually lowered.

Xiao Qiao lowered her head and immediately pulled up the quilt.

Wei Shao coughed dryly, retracted his gaze, jumped off the bed, turned his back to Xiao Qiao, and said while dressing, "Go to sleep if you are tired. Grandma and my mother don't have to go there. I have something to do today, first gone."

This person seems to become more normal after getting out of bed.

Xiao Qiao let out a small breath.

After Wei Shao finished putting on his clothes, he looked back at Xiao Qiao, and suddenly leaned over again.

"I probably won't go out for the next few days. I'll try to spend as much time as possible with you."

His voice sounded very gentle, and he smiled at Xiao Qiao after he finished speaking.