Face Slapping the General

Hearing the words "one death and one life", Wu Qiao trembled softly.

He knew very well that although it was said that it was a lifetime of death, it would indeed be a lifetime of death, but Tan Yan had no plans to live.

That person wanted to use his own blood and the love of the two of them to pay homage to this declining dynasty and to greet the new era gorgeously.

"When are you leaving?" Tan Yan asked.

"Early tomorrow morning."

"So fast."

"Tan Yan..." Wu Qiao buried his head deeply in Tan Yan's shoulder, "Hug me."

"...Huh?" Tan Yan was a little surprised, because Wu Qiao had never had this idea in the past. Wu Qiao is so self-disciplined that he is even abstinent, and will never indulge himself. For example, he never drinks alcohol or tobacco. Wu Qiao never agreed to this kind of thing, because he always had to go to training the next day, and he didn't want his physical discomfort to affect his training. Sometimes Tan Yan even feels that he won't have the opportunity to become one with the person he likes until the war is over.

Seeing that Tan Yan was silent, Wu Qiao suddenly began to untie Tan Yan's belt.

"Hey……"

Wu Qiao pressed his lips tightly and continued his movement.

Under the strong desire of his lover, Tan Yan couldn't help but react.

Wu Qiao was riding on Tan Yan and was about to sit down indiscriminately. However, in fact, he didn't understand at all.

"Don't do this." Tan Yan pinched Wu Qiao's waist, "it will get hurt."

Wu Qiao shook his head, and his black hair swayed in the air, but his movements never stopped.

Tan Yan sighed and asked Wu Qiao to lie on him, while kissing his lips while stroking each other with his fingers.

When it was almost done, Wu Qiao stretched out his hand to hold down Tan Yan, sat down anxiously, and then started his next movement.

"You..." Tan Yan didn't expect it at all.

"..." Wu Qiao was still a little uncomfortable at first, but soon he raised his neck, his cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of perspiration appeared on his forehead.

"Wu Qiao...?"

"……Ok."

Hearing this groan, Tan Yan couldn't help it, propped up his arms, sat up, hugged Wu Qiao in his arms, and pierced through from bottom to top.

Wu Qiao stubbornly landed the host Tan Yan's neck, as if he would lose him in the next second.

"Strong harder." Wu Qiao said.

"it is good."

"Not enough, hard."

Tan Yan looked into Wu Qiao's eyes and said, "You will hurt."

"It just hurts." I don't know why, Wu Qiao wants to hurt. A little bit of pain can make him sober, to realize that he and the other party are real and embracing, instead of just passing the whole night in the clouds as usual. He hoped that Tan Yan would treat him harshly, without considering his feelings, it seemed that he would be able to pay him back a little. Wu Qiao felt that he owed Tan Yan, he couldn't make the same gift, and he couldn't pay off that love.

But Tan Yan didn't make him hurt enough.

Finally, when he released it in Tan Yan's palm, Wu Qiao stretched his head and kissed his lover's lips.

"...Uh!" Tan Yan only felt a sudden pain on his lips. He saw some blood stains on Wu Qiao's lips, and his lips were actually broken by him.

Wu Qiao did not speak, but posted it again. He licked the small wound on Tan Yan's lips vigorously. He felt a **** smell on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed the smell into his stomach. He just wanted to do this, so that the flesh and blood of two people blended together, so that his whole body was stained with the smell of that person.

"That..." After a few seconds, Wu Qiao reached out and wiped the blood on Tan Yan's lips, "Does it hurt?"

"No."

"You," Wu Qiao raised his finger and found that the blood was still pouring. A little bit of red would make Tan Yan's handsome face look weird, and suddenly said, "Don't you always feel like you are a god?"

"Huh?" Tan Yan was stunned for a moment, but didn't understand the meaning of Wu Qiao's words.

Wu Qiao explained: "Then when you liked me, why didn't you expect today?"

The corner of Tan Yan's mouth bends: "I have no regrets."

"Tan Yan..." Tan Yan thought for a while and said, "If I die in battle, you will love someone." Wu Qiao felt that if he died, Tan Yan had better start a new life. When there was no life-threatening situation before, Wu Qiao would always imagine what Tan Yan would look like after he died, but when he really faced his nine deaths, he hoped that Tan Yan could forget him as soon as possible.

"..."

"Live with him, have very lively sons and daughters, don't you like children very much, then give birth to him ten or eight."

Tan Yan looked at Wu Qiao, his eyes darkened, and he said softly, "There won't be any."

"Either you die or I die, so there will never be."

"..."

"It's okay to have no children, I will lose even you."

"You... don't say that." Wu Qiao went to kiss Tan Yan again, "If I am not dead, maybe you are fine... Even if you stay for the emperor to the end, you won't necessarily be executed." Wu Qiao I really hold a glimmer of hope in my heart, although few generals in the past can survive.

Tan Yan smiled and did not answer.

Wu Qiao thought about the sentence that Tan Yan just said, "Either you die or I die, so I will never have it." A lot of sentimental emotions suddenly surged in his heart. He said, "Tan Yan, according to my opinion, I am the one in this life. Come to cheat you, don't come to me in your next life."

"No." Tan Yan didn't even think about it.

"..." Wu Qiao was thinking. Tan Yan didn't know what he owed him in his life. He didn't get anything in his life, except that he was sad and worried a lot. He feels that he is really not a good lover, how else would he push his lover into this situation.

But... Wu Qiao thought about the appearance of the people he met during the day, and he couldn't pretend that he hadn't noticed anything. When the two of them are together again, thousands of lovers will be forced to live and die.

Therefore, he can only give his heart as a tribute to the gods, praying for the prosperity of the country in the future, and then follow it with his own life when everything is over, and hope that the other party will never follow it again in the next life.

He was afraid that he would cheat the opponent a second time.

"I haven't been together in this life, and I will find you in the next life." Tan Yan said again.

"..." Wu Qiao sighed, not knowing what to say.

Tan Yan didn't make a sound either, he hugged Wu Qiao back onto the bed, kissed his lips heavily, separated Wu Qiao's legs with both hands, and pressed his fiery heat in again.

"Yeah!" Wu Qiao gasped, and immediately hugged Tan Yan desperately.

They are like two wild beasts constantly copulating, and the whole bed is crunching and shaking.

Sometimes the two people eagerly want to rejoin together because they slip out too violently.

They did it again and again, more than in the past combined.

There are various postures, but there is no one from behind.

Wu Qiao was afraid that he would not see his marshal in front of him.

During this period, Wu Qiao really hoped that he could have the kind of instrument that can stop time in film and television.

However, that kind of thing does not exist, and research on it is also forbidden.

Wu Qiao thought about it again. He felt stupid. If he really had that thing by his side, the two of them would not have come to this point.

Finally, when Wu Qiao was released for the last time, he took another bite of Tan Yan.

This time, it was on the shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Tan Yan asked him.

"I want to leave a scar on you," Wu Qiao said, "In this way, if I die, you will think of me when you see this scar on your shoulder in the future."

Although I hoped that Tan Yan would forget, but sure enough... I don't want to be forgotten too thoroughly.

"No need." Tan Yan looked at him and said, "I think of you every day."

"..."

"So it's not needed."

"..."

"Besides, if you bite so shallowly, how can the scabs form."

"……Oh."

Throughout the evening, unlike Wu Qiao, Tan Yan never mentioned what Wu Qiao would do if he died, as if Wu Qiao would agree with him wholeheartedly no matter what he did.

The two of them didn't intend to go to bed, they just wanted to concentrate on enjoying the time, but they were too tired just now. When dawn was about to break, Tan Yan actually fell asleep inadvertently.

Half asleep and half awake, Tan Yan dreamed of his first encounter on Mining Star. At that time, he was seriously injured. Someone picked him back. He taught the man to use mecha and they stood out together. It has been many years ago, but it was the most important day in Tan Yan's life. Those memories were hot and hot, like being imprinted on the bones with a burnt iron, never because of the grinding of time and the erosion of time. And there is a slight blur. Tan Yan never asked himself whether it was this or that at that time, because those memories were so vivid that they happened yesterday.

...

——In the morning, when Tan Yan woke up again, the pillow next to him was cold.

Wu Qiao has already left.

Wu Qiao did not say goodbye, perhaps because he did not know how to face it.

Tan Yan got up and took a look. There were still traces of that person in the room.

On the chair next to the bed, a set of military uniforms was neatly folded, lying there quietly.

Wu Qiao's military uniform at that time.

Wu Qiao left it here, indicating that it has been lost.

In the past, Wu Qiao always regarded the identity of a soldier as the greatest honor, and liked to wear his military uniform wherever he went.

Today, he abandoned it.

From then on, he will stand on the opposite side of the army.

Tan Yan picked up the military uniform, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, smelling the remaining fragrance on it.

He stared at the military uniform.

Wuqiao is always clean, and the clothes will smell like shower gel.

Tan Yan knew that he had to go another way.

No matter it is now or in the future, as long as the emperor reigns for one day, he will assist him for one day, so that the emperor will not lose his footing someday. He wants to persuade it to make more and bolder changes, so that the aristocratic council and the civilian council can gradually play its role.

Stunned, someone knocked on the door: "Marshal, the palace is calling."

"I see," Tan Yan reacted quickly, "Go pick it up right away."

This is a regular meeting of the emperor, him, and Darren to discuss how they will behave in the future.

Tan Yan put on his military uniform and walked to the mirror. The collar of the general's uniform was carefully sorted, and his marshal's epaulettes were smoothed, he trimmed his hair, put on his military cap, and finally confirmed that his uniform was straight. , No one would recognize him as the marshal of the empire.

Yes... he is the marshal of the empire, he wants to cheer up.

From this day on, Tan Yan and Wu Qiao, a pair of lovers, one chose revolution and the other chose change, and they embarked on two completely different roads.