Yiyin walked slowly on the path back to the cabin, feeling dizzy.
Even if you are soaking in the hot spring and enjoying the relaxation of your body, your mind is still working rapidly. Dealing with Terutora Uesugi and planning the strategy for Kanto, he had no time to relax.
As the dawn of the Kanto Strategy begins to emerge, the rift between Shiba Yoshigan and Uesugi Teruhora becomes more and more serious. Although the two tried their best to bridge their differences, the internal and external conflicts were beyond their control.
Like mismatched gears, it always gets stuck inadvertently. The exchanges between the two men were stung by glossed-over issues from time to time.
Yoshigan knew that it was impossible for him to marry Uesugi Teruatora, and Uesugi Teruatora was working hard towards this goal wholeheartedly. What should he do?
Salad!
Yoshihiro seems to have great power, and several families in Kanto respect him highly, but in fact? King Caotou in troubled times, how many fields, people, troops, and retainers does he have?
Even the Shiba Ryosho, Kanto Shisho, and the samurai family under his command are very independent. Yiyin, the nominal master, has little control over actual affairs and is purely a scapegoat.
He was unable to respond to Uesugi Teruatora's feelings. Everything he was doing now was to use Uesugi Teruatora's strength to complete the Kanto Strategy.
It was for system tasks before, but when he discovered that the system had dug a big hole for him to complete tasks that he could not complete, he was confused.
The Kanto strategy can only advance, not retreat. The Shiba family has allocated so many resources to Kanto, and there are so many Ji warriors in Kanto who have taken refuge in him. They all need to have a satisfactory result.
This tank, named Shiba Wujia Group, is autonomous. Yiyin in the driver's seat just honked the horn, pretending that everything was under control and that he was driving.
The situation has gotten out of control. If there is a showdown one day, what will Uesugi Teruhu think? What will you do? Whenever he thinks of this problem, Yiyin gets a splitting headache.
The more sincere Teruhora Uesugi is, the more fearful Yoshigan Shiba becomes.
Thinking about his thoughts, Yiyin stumbled slightly and leaned half-tilt. Behind him was the serving Kamao clan, who hurried forward.
"Odaisuo?"
Yiyin looked back at her concerned eyes and smiled slightly.
"It's okay. The soaking time is a bit long. I feel dizzy and my legs are weak."
Pu Shengshixiang bowed slightly and kowtowed, his face turned red, and he whispered.
"I'm rude."
Then, she supported half of her master's body and walked forward together. Warrior Ji's strong arms allowed Yiyin to relax and lean on her shoulders, smelling her scent.
"Ushigo, you smell so good."
Kamo's face turned redder, he lowered his head and said nothing. He carefully supported the man in his heart and returned to the hut.
Putting Yi Gin on the soft cushion on the tatami, half lying on the pillow, Kamaojigo gently covered him with a quilt.
Yiyin was half asleep and half awake, letting her do whatever she wanted. Pu Shengshixiang looked at his master's handsome face and sat aside in a daze.
The room was as warm as spring. There was an iron pot on the bonfire in the center of the room, and the hot water was boiling and steaming.
The bannermen were on guard at the periphery, leaving only the Kamao clan to serve their lord. It seemed like she and Yoshigan were the only two people left in the world.
When she thought of the events of that day, she still remembered them vividly, looking back in confusion.
In order to save her life, the master in front of her did not hesitate to pay a high price. If Hachiman Tai Ni showed up, who knows how much benefit Echigo would have lost in the negotiation.
The villagers of the Kamo clan asked themselves, are they worthy of their master's doing this? Looking back on the past, these two years were the happiest days of her life.
He was taken out by his mother to escape the deceitful Rokkaku family, accepted the protection of Shiba Yiyin, and inherited his nickname. He personally presided over Yuanfu and became a Ji warrior.
Kamaojigo's hand subconsciously reached forward and touched Yi Gin's face as smooth as an egg.
Yiyin seemed to feel something, frowned and licked his lips twice. Kamojigo was startled and quickly withdrew his hand.
She couldn't help but slap herself lightly, and the crisp sound was so clear in the quiet wooden house.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Yiyin's face, and she was relieved when she saw that he didn't wake up because of the crisp sound.
Then, Kamaojigo looked at the fingertips that had touched Yoshiyin, his cheeks were filled with clouds, and his eyes were as gentle as water. She carefully put her fingertips under her nose, breathed greedily, and even stuck out her tongue.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, which made Kamao Shigo turn around suddenly and break out in a cold sweat.
"who?"
"It's me, Shima Shengmu."
Kamoji narrowed his eyes and stood up to open the door. Behind her, Yiyin slowly woke up and took a short nap. He felt a little better.
Shima Shengmeng followed Kamaojigo into the room, and his eyes lit up when he saw Yoshigan half-lying on the tatami.
Yiyin was taking a bath in the hot spring, and her lazy and natural posture made her couldn't help but move her thumbs.
There had been skin-to-skin contact between the two of them, but Shima Shengmeng could not help but be distracted, and his restraint was not as strong as that of Kamao Clan.
However, due to the fact that Pu Sheng's hometown is here, Dao Shengmeng kowtows to the ground in a polite manner and pays homage to Yi Bank.
Yiyin waved his hand and smiled lazily.
"It's not like we're in the council meeting, so there's no need to be so formal. Why is Shimahime here?"
All the Ji warriors from the Kanto Palace followed Yoshigan back to Numata City and stationed themselves in the camp outside the city, waiting for the review of their military merits.
Shima Shengmeng came over at this time, probably because he had some thoughts about the subsequent post-war review, and came privately to seek the Lord's support.
Sure enough, Shima Sheng sighed loudly and glanced at the Kamao clan who was waiting beside him, and Yoshiyin immediately understood.
"Kamoji, please go out first."
Kamao clan bowed and saluted, walked out silently, turned around and saluted again, and closed the sliding door of the room.
Isolated from inside and outside, and alone, just like that time, Dao Shengmeng suddenly didn't know what to say. She swallowed and looked at Yiyin reflected in the bonfire, her face burning.
Yiyin woke up just now. The hot spring bath made his whole body soft and he didn't want to move. At this time, facing Daosheng's fierce and cannibalistic eyes, he seemed to understand something.
The bits and pieces of joy the two had before were replayed in his mind like a movie. Although his limbs were weak, his fifth limb could not help but resolutely rise up.
Yiyin's mouth was dry, so he picked up a glass from the wooden table beside him and poured it into his mouth, only to realize that it was sake.
Sake is like water, cold in the mouth, sinking and burning.
By the time Yiyin felt something was wrong, the heat was already burning all the way down his throat and esophagus, until his fifth limb at the end couldn't help but be scalded.
Dao Shengmeng watched Yiyin reach out for the wine and drink it all in one gulp, then his face turned rosy and he looked at him with charming eyes.
She didn't know that this was Yiyin's mistake, but thought it was a hint of invitation. I couldn't help but move forward, wanting to kiss the man in my heart.
Yiyin turned his head slightly and looked at the dark figure outside the door. The thin paper door could not block the loud noises inside and outside. If the two of them were too fierce, the sound of physical fighting would definitely reach the ears of Kamao clan.
He reminded in a low voice.
"Kamohime is outside."
These words were like a basin of cold water, pouring from head to end, cooling Dao Shengmeng's unreasonable thoughts. With disappointed eyes, she struggled to move her eyes away, trying to retreat back.
But she was not the only one who was set on fire. The drunken Yiyin grabbed her collar, looked into her eyes and ordered.
"kiss Me."
Shima Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then the resolute and valiant Ji Ji warrior instantly turned into soft fingers, looking at his beloved lord, and offered his red lips.
As soon as their lips touched, Yiyin raised his head and parted, looking at Dao Shengmeng. Dao Shengmeng didn't understand why, and looked back at his lord uneasily.
Yiyin asked with a sly smile.
"Kiss, why don't you close your eyes?"
Dao Shengmeng felt relieved and said infatuatedly.
"I want to keep looking at you, forever and ever."
Yiyin's fingers touched her lips, like jumping on the keys of a piano.
"What's so much to see? If you watch too much, you'll get bored."
Dao Shengmeng shook his head firmly and said.
"I will never get tired of it. I just regret that I can't be by your side day and night."
Yiyin brought his lips to her ear, blew and whispered.
"How sweet mouth."
Then he tapped her earrings with his tongue, moved it down to the corner of her mouth, traced it one by one, and kissed her lips again.
Daosheng's eyes widened suddenly, then curved like a crescent moon, and he slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the sweetness of this moment.
For a long time, the lips parted, the two tongues lingered and refused to break away, and the lotus root of body fluid was disconnected.
Yiyin wiped his mouth, recalling the delicious taste of Dao Shengmeng, but Dao Shengmeng was already blushing.
This resolute and resolute general of the Wu family was like a young girl in love, hesitant and happy.
The hesitation is that I feel that I am going further and further on the road of blaspheming the male god, and the joy is that the male god's response is getting more and more presumptuous.
The atmosphere of silver and gold, which was like a dream, really made her feel a strong sense of contrast in her heart, and she could not extricate herself from the sin of being addicted to blasphemy.
The Lord in front of me is no longer the majestic Imperial Palace, but the flesh and blood person beside her. Every part of his body that I had kissed with all my heart was clearly imprinted in my mind.
Did the noble him and himself really do it? again and again? Are you still taking the initiative to kiss yourself passionately? Isn't this really a dream?
Yiyin is not as entangled as Shima Shengmeng. The pretty girl who comes to his door is not free of charge. Anyway, he is his old customer and knows the way.
He grabbed Dao Shengmeng's wrist and pulled her hand down until he touched an eighteen centimeter long weapon that was as hard as iron.
Dao Shengmeng was startled instead, looking at his extremely holy master, unbelievable that he would behave like this.
Yiyin whispered in her ear with innocent eyes and a coquettish tone.
"Shimahime, do you think foreplay is important?"
Such wild words came out of the mouth of the pure and innocent Lord, and Dao Shengmeng didn't know how to answer for a moment.
The evil fire in her heart grew stronger and stronger, and her eyes became brighter and brighter. Saint men are also human beings and have desires. He also has to poop, pee, and sleep with women.
But the sense of depravity that the sanctity in his heart was profaned caused Dao Shengmeng's rationality to continue to deteriorate. She felt like she was suffocating and would turn into a ruthless female beast at any time and throw Yiyin to the ground.
Trying his best to restrain himself, Dao Shengmeng reluctantly answered.
"The imperial office, the village of Pu Sheng clan is still outside the door."
Yiyin laughed, I drank, I want it. He used his index finger to slowly draw circles on the connection between her neck and chest.
"Tell me, is foreplay important?"
Dao Shengmeng's eyes were red, and her heavy breathing almost hit Yiyin's face.
"Maybe, probably, it's important."
Yiyin pointed at his own strength and sighed.
"Yes, foreplay is very important. But just foreplay is too uncomfortable."
The string in Dao Shengmeng's mind was broken with a bang amidst Yi Yin's slightly charming smile.
She carefully glanced back to make sure that the Hamo family outside the door did not know what was happening inside, then kowtowed to the ground and whispered.
"When your superior is in trouble, I would like to help you with my duties. I am being disrespectful."
After saying that, she lifted up a corner of Qi Yin's quilt and stuck her head in.
Yiyin raised his head and looked at the beam, half lying on the pillow. Then, he slowly closed his eyes and let out a comfortable hum from his nose.
The quilt kept rising and falling, and after an unknown amount of time, Yiyin suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body tensed, and then he softened.
He seemed more exhausted than when he came out of the hot spring, as if he had run a half marathon.
The quilt shook for a while, and Dao Sheng's head popped out. Her face turned red, possibly due to lack of oxygen.
Yiyin smiled at her, then pointed at the corner of his mouth. Shima Sheng reacted suddenly and used his thumb to scrape away the remaining fluid from the corner of his mouth.
Then, she stuck out her tongue, rolled it around her thumb like a spring, and sucked it cleanly, with an unfinished expression on her face.
Yiyin looked at her behavior and felt that some physiological reactions had the urge to revive.
Glancing at the sliding door a few steps away and seeing the image of the Kamao clan reflected on the door, Yoshigami sighed, let's call it a day.
Dao Sheng suddenly looked at the charming dream lover in front of him, and his face suddenly became solemn and solemn. It's like the male Bodhisattva who saves all sentient beings suddenly turned into a male god who can be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.
She blinked slowly, as if she hadn't reacted yet. The huge contrast between the last few breaths made her become more muddy, her face was rosy and her breathing was short.
This is the joy of blaspheming the male god, which is better than Zuo Ai.
The two were silent for a long time before Yiyin slowly spoke.
"What's the reason for Daoji coming here?"
Dao Sheng said sternly.
"I have come here with a heartfelt request, and I sincerely ask for your permission."
The two people no longer talked softly, but became more energetic than usual, and talked about business openly and openly. I don’t know if I am deceiving myself or trying to deceive others.
Yiyin shrank his body and adjusted some of the rapidly shrinking crime tools to a comfortable angle.
Looking at the loyal Shima Shengmeng, Yiyin fell in love with her more and more, and said with a smile.
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
Yiyin was satisfied, and if the request was not too much, he would agree to it all.
Shima Shengmeng felt a little embarrassed, and Admiral Yili blushed a little at his behavior.
Is it too much to come here and take advantage of the lord first, and then propose the idea of asking for a reward after the war? You can't let yourself take all the benefits in the world, right?
Seeing that she was about to speak but hesitated, Yiyin smiled and cursed.
"If you have something to say, just say it without hesitating like a girl."
