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Chapter 1 Sweet Morning (Early Morning H)

After a few days of messing around in the other house, Brother Li followed the young master back to the General's Mansion. The young master did not arrange a specific position for him, but still let him live in the original house. That night Brother Li was called to the young master's room and took on the responsibility of warming the bed.

Naturally, things were going on all over the place after that. The young master clung to the person knowingly and refused to let him go. Brother Li pressed the person down on the overly large bed, tossing and turning and enjoyed it all night. It was almost dawn before he stopped and slept for a while. , and not long after, I heard the general's personal attendant outside the door whispering that the general wanted to see him.

Brother Li didn't expect the general to be so clear-sighted. He betrayed the gang the day after he was brought back to his home by the young master. But then he thought that the general didn't come directly to arrest him. It was already a good start. He looked down and saw that the eldest young master was still with him. With a warm sleep in his arms, he stood up gently, tucked the quilt in, and then went to see the general.

After Brother Li left the room, the young man who was sleeping on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. He pursed his lips, feeling that his body was a little cold. Without that person's broad embrace, he always felt that something was missing. He reluctantly moved his aching body, and in his heart he blamed the person for not being restrained. He never thought that it was entirely because of His utmost temptation.

When he turned over, he touched the buckle on his chest, and the young master pulled it. His nipples hurt slightly, but there was also a numbness, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan. In the past, the young master has always been a character in the game. I have seen many brothel girls wearing this kind of thing. At that time, I always felt that it was very awkward to wear this kind of thing. Now that I am wearing it, I am rubbed and teased by Brother Li every time. , but the nipples have been trained to be very sensitive, and now they can't help but feel soft when touched.

Well, that person turned him into this, it was all his fault, he must be punished when he comes back.

After enduring the lust in his body, the young master fell asleep again.

As for the general calling people over, he wasn't worried at all. According to his father's temperament over the years, he could do anything as long as he didn't damage the family's reputation. Accepting a male favorite was just a drop in the bucket.

When he woke up again, the young master was lying in Brother Li's arms again. The day was high outside, and the room was warm. Brother Li's chest was even warmer, wrapping him like a stove, making him squint his eyes to stay sleepy for a while even though he was full from sleep.

"Master, are you awake? Do you want some breakfast?"

Brother Li has practiced martial arts all year round and is actually not used to staying in bed during the day. However, he also knows that last night was a bit harsh and the master's delicate body cannot bear it. He has seen the general coming back to see him. The young master was still sleeping, his little face was flushed. I don't know if it was because the room was too warm or something. The quilt was pulled aside, and his obscene clothes fell a little, revealing his white and tender shoulders, and he could vaguely see the ring hanging on his chest. With the buckle and the red marks planted last night, Brother Li was instantly hard, and he wanted to shake him awake and fight for another three hundred rounds.

No, no, it's too beastly. He shook his head and remembered what the general said just now. The general hoped that he could control the young master and stop him from causing harm to women anymore. Brother Li naturally agreed, but he also pointed out that the general was actually overly worried and the young master was not that serious. Value yourself as nothing more than a plaything you carry around. The general smiled when he heard this and said nothing more.

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