[Secrets of the Three Kingdoms - Zhang Fei and Diao Chan]

After Lü Bu sought refuge with Liu Bei in Xuzhou,

he acted This infuriated Zhang Fei, who constantly plotted to eliminate him.
One day, after drinking several cups of wine and becoming intoxicated, Zhang Fei grabbed his spear and headed towards Xiaopei.

The soldiers guarding the city, recognizing him as the Third Master, didn't ask any questions, and Zhang Fei went straight to Lü Bu's residence. Upon arriving outside the mansion, Zhang Fei roared, "You

little brat Lü Bu, come out and fight your grandfather three hundred rounds!"
After a while, the mansion gate creaked open, and a middle-aged steward came out, replying, "What brings you here, Third Master? My Prime

Minister left this morning and hasn't returned yet."
Zhang Fei, who was eager for a fight, heard the steward's words and, unable to vent his anger, cursed, "What about your

Prime Minister ?
This city belongs to my Liu family, and this mansion belongs to my Liu family too! Even if your Prime Minister is begging on the street, he still has to see if my

Third Master will give him a meal. How dare you, a lowly servant, be so disrespectful to me!" With that, he bound the steward and brought him inside the mansion. He slapped

the steward several times, leaving him bleeding and in tears, but he dared not utter another sound.
Zhang Fei looked around and saw no one. It turned out that the servants, seeing Zhang Fei indiscriminately beating someone, had all scattered

and fled. A couple of sensible servants had even rushed out to inform Lü Bu.
Zhang Fei thought, "My elder brother is kind-hearted, but he's taken in that scoundrel Lü. Sooner or later, trouble will surely follow. Today, I'll simply kill Lü Bu's entire

family, forcing him to break ties with my brother. Then, my brother will have no choice but to kill Lü Bu."
With his plan decided, he drew his sword and entered the inner hall, but found no one there. It turned out that the women had already been informed by the servants and had gone

to hide to save their lives. Zhang Fei deeply hated Lü Bu's family. Suddenly, he heard the sound of rushing water coming from one of the rooms. He kicked the door open and was shocked to see

a naked woman squatting in a bathtub, bathing.
The woman's hair cascaded like a waterfall, her eyebrows were like crescent moons, her eyes like stars, her pearly teeth parted slightly, her tongue was smooth and fragrant, her lips

were glistening with dew, her skin was like mutton fat and snow, and her breasts moved as swiftly as a rabbit. Zhang Fei, who had spent his life on the edge of a butcher's block, had never seen such a beautiful and

delicate woman.
It turned out that this woman was Diao Chan, Lü Bu's concubine, who had come to this side room to bathe and cool off because of the heat, and therefore had not been

informed . Diao Chan was startled by the sound of the door being kicked open, and when she looked up, she suddenly saw a burly man with a bristling beard and a majestic appearance. His eyes

were as big as cowbells, and his jaws were agape, unable to close for a long time. This man was so ridiculous and strange that Diao Chan laughed and scolded, "

Where did this scoundrel come from? Get out of here!"
Zhang Fei suddenly realized that although he had not seen many naked women, he was still a virgin. Having seen plenty of naked sows back then

, there was no need to be shy now. He countered, "And who are you? What is your relationship with that brat Lü Bu?"
Diao Chan was furious: "Insolence! Who are you? How dare you address my husband by his name!"
Upon hearing that she was Lü Bu's wife, Zhang Fei was overjoyed. He grabbed Diao Chan's ample breasts, lifted her up, and threw her to

the ground, shouting, "I am Zhang Fei of Yan, here to exterminate Lü Bu's entire family! You are his wife and child, and no

matter how beautiful I will chop you into eighteen pieces!" But in his heart, he secretly thought, "Why are these breasts so smooth and easy to handle?

It would be better to chop them off here."
Diao Chan's chest was in excruciating pain from being grabbed. She looked down and saw that it was already bruised and covered with faint black handprints. She burst

into : "Zhang Yide, you are supposed to be a famous general, yet today you only come to bully a weak woman like me."
Zhang Fei was most afraid of women crying. He couldn't bear to hear the long howls when slaughtering pigs, so he had developed

a skill that could kill with a single blow.
Seeing Diao Chan crying so bitterly, Zhang Fei felt quite guilty and quickly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't

realize too much force and hurt you. Please stop crying." He then pretended to massage Diao Chan's chest.
Diao Chan quickly stopped him, saying, "You scoundrel, what are you doing here again? If you want to kill, then kill. Don't do things that ruin a person's reputation."
Zhang Fei asked in surprise, "I'm just trying to help you improve your blood circulation. How is that ruining a person's reputation? I

massage all my soldiers like this, but no one does it like you." He then ignored Diao Chan's resistance and

began kneading and pinching her breasts with his tiger-like paws.
Diao Chan knew that Zhang Fei was not only a scoundrel but also a complete fool. Seeing that she couldn't reason with him or resist

, she simply let him massage her.
As he massaged, the pain gradually subsided, and another strange sensation slowly seeped into her nipples,

gradually spreading throughout her body, as if she were experiencing a stirring of spring. Zhang Fei channeled his energy

into . Those small, delicate nipples were incredibly sensitive, and soon they stood erect. A tingling sensation

traveled from Diao Chan's nipples to her forehead, then flowed down to her toes, finally causing her to let out a soft moan.
After a short while, the bruises disappeared, but Zhang Fei continued his caresses, thinking, "Damn

, these are much better to touch than a piglet's breasts." Stealing a glance at Diao Chan, whose eyes were closed, brows slightly furrowed, and cheeks flushed with an

adorable red, he couldn't resist lowering his head and kissing her lips.
Diao Chan opened her pretty eyes slightly and said reproachfully, "What, is my mouth bruised too? You're massaging here again."
Zhang Fei chuckled sheepishly, "Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me, I just felt like you

were , your mouth is so cute and I couldn't help but want to taste it."
Diao Chan chuckled, "You seem to have seen a fairy before, do I... really look like a fairy?"
At this moment, Zhang Fei held Diao Chan horizontally on his lap, massaging her chest with his left hand and rubbing her thigh with his right,

saying "Hehe, I've never seen a living fairy, but I've seen portraits. To be honest, you're

a hundred times more beautiful than the fairies in those paintings."
Diao Chan's breathing became heavier, knowing that although Zhang Fei was a bit silly, he was speaking the truth, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

Thinking back to Lü Bu, Dong Zhuo, and even his adoptive father Wang Yun and the learned Li Ru, although they all admired his beauty,

none of them truly praised him sincerely. Their words were sweet, but their hearts were daggers; they only wanted to turn him into their

plaything.
Zhang Fei, on the other hand, was getting carried away with touching him. He moved from his thighs to his calves, thinking, "How can this leg meat be so smooth and soft

? If I braised it, wouldn't it melt in my mouth? But I can't bear to actually braise it." As he touched it, he even pinched and kneaded the soles and

toes of several times. In the end, he stopped at his thighs, pinching and kneading the soft and wonderfully fine leg meat.
Diao Chan's limbs were being relentlessly and thoroughly explored by Zhang Fei, leaving her feeling utterly numb and unable to resist. Her

arms involuntarily wrapped around Zhang Fei's neck and shoulders, her eyes filled with seductive allure, her breath sweet as orchids,

as she asked in a voice so soft it was almost imperceptible, "Good brother, are you really that dazed or just pretending? How come you're touching me so comfortably?"
Zhang Fei, completely bewildered, didn't hear her clearly, only noticing Diao Chan's trembling lips and the inexplicable

attraction : "Can I kiss you again?" Zhang Fei whispered back.
Diao Chan gave a soft "hmm," a sound of boundless tenderness and alluring beauty. Zhang Fei could no longer resist, and with a

quick "smack," he and Diao Chan kissed passionately, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. Diao Chan skillfully slipped her fragrant tongue

into Zhang Fei's

mouth fed Zhang Fei a drop of saliva, which he savored carefully before reluctantly swallowing. That drop of saliva was worth more

than a century-old vintage wine from the Peach Garden. This kiss, like vines climbing a tree, like whips intertwining, continued until the heavens and earth seemed to tremble.

His elder brothers tried to pull them away, but they were already... inseparable.
Meanwhile, Zhang Fei and Diao Chan were locked in a passionate kiss, one side soft and smooth, her tongue skillful and deft; the other, experiencing the ecstasy of first

love , each sip a fresh and intoxicating sensation. Even with her experience, Diao Chan couldn't help but feel her lips go numb and her tongue ache

before she could separate them.
"You kissed me so hard, my lips are sore." Diao Chan looked at Zhang Fei with a half-smile, as if examining

an interesting antique.
"How about I give you a massage to improve your blood circulation so it won't be sore anymore?" After saying that, she really focused her energy on her lips and was about to lean down for

another kiss. But Diao Chan pushed him away, laughing and scolding, "Enough! Who kisses like you? You'd turn a living person

into a dead one. I think only your old man Guan Yu could kiss you like that, kissing you for eight hundred rounds without

getting tired."
"That's true. Second Brother's martial arts and mine have always been evenly matched. I wonder who's better at kissing." Zhang Fei

imagined the scene of a lip-to-lip battle with his second brother, and suddenly shivered, spitting out, "How disgusting."
Diao Chan was both amused and exasperated, her jade hand gently stroking the burly man's stone-carved face. Suddenly, her face flushed red, and with nimble

movements , she removed Zhang Fei's armor, revealing his dark, muscular chest.
"What... no hair?" Diao Chan stared incredulously at the chest muscles before her.
"What... who said pig butchers have to have hair? Bald, don't you like it?"
"No..." Diao Chan didn't want to recall it, yet the image kept replaying in her mind...
a disgusting, fat, greasy man, disgusting eyes, disgusting laughter, especially those clumps of disgusting,

tangled chest hair...
"Hold me tight."
Zhang Fei was bewildered, but still obediently hugged the delicate body before him, unaware that Diao Chan, in his arms, was shedding a tear of joy

at his lack of hair.
"I love you..."
"What did you say?"
"I... love... already... cough... cough..." Diao Chan's vision blurred, and in her dazed state,

she struggled , finally breaking free from Zhang Fei's bear hug.
"Cough cough... I'm going to die! You hugged me so hard, my bones are about to break!"
Zhang Fei said apologetically, his voice gentle. "I'm so sorry, you wanted me to hug you tight, so I did. I was afraid you couldn't take

it, so I only used 20% of my strength."
Diao Chan sighed helplessly, "You're such a troublemaker."
"When you hug a woman, you should be as gentle as you would a piglet; like holding a precious jade, gently lift her up and gently

put her down."
Zhang Fei didn't say anything more and quickly wrapped his arms around Diao Chan. After a long while, he said, "Like this?"
"Yes, like this, but when you hug her, your hands shouldn't be scratching and grabbing her buttocks..."
"Oh, it's warm and comfortable to hug you, but your buttocks are also soft and nice to touch. Why

don't I feel this way when I hug a piglet?"
Diao Chan ignored Zhang Fei's nonsense and immersed herself in the warm embrace of this burly man. Even

the hands that were darting around behind her buttocks felt like rays of warm sunshine, making her heart flutter. At this moment, Diao Chan was already confused and infatuated,

unable to extricate herself.
After about half an incense stick's time, Zhang Fei had explored every inch of her body, yet he was still unsatisfied. Diao Chan knew that

if she didn't use her trump card, this fool would keep exploring for ages. So, with a swift movement of her jade-like hand, she unfastened Zhang Fei's trousers.

The trousers fell down, revealing a glistening, erect eight-inch spear, its snake-like eyes gleaming as it surveyed the world—a

perfectly formed phimosis.
Diao Chan exclaimed, "What a lovely phimosis!" She couldn't help but spit out a taste, savoring the unique flavor of the man's body odor and the fresh, fishy

taste of his semen . Diao Chan smacked her lips, a satisfied and shy expression on her face.
"Good brother, let me teach you one last thing,"
Zhang Fei said curtly. "No need," he replied, "you don't even understand matters of procreation; wouldn't you be laughed at by the world?"
"I'm the one who breeds the male pigs; you're no match for me in that regard." With that, he swept Diao Chan's slender

white body up in his arms and gently placed her on the bed.
Zhang Fei spread his arms horizontally, lifting Diao Chan's long, slender legs. Leaning forward, he cupped her jade-like

breasts in his hands, playfully pinching them twice. His snake-like eyes fixed on Diao Chan's mysterious, tender, pink orifice, and decisively thrust

forward , penetrating to the very bottom.
"Ah..."
Sure enough, a scream rang out. Diao Chan cried out in pain, "You didn't even say anything before you came in! Your thing is

so big, and it happened so suddenly, how could I bear it?"
She glared angrily at Zhang Fei, who also shed two lines of clear tears, his face contorted in agony, as if

in immense pain. It turned out that the scream had come from Zhang Fei. Nearly thirty years old, Zhang Fei was still a virgin,

with a full-blown phimosis, having carefully protected his dragon root for over twenty years. With that sudden thrust, the dragon's head

broke plunged in, tearing the foreskin open, and a fountain of blood spurted out, splashing

onto the clean white sheets. Zhang Fei gritted his teeth and endured the pain until it subsided. He then looked at Diao Chan with infinite shyness.
"Does it still hurt?" Diao Chan comforted him.
"It still hurts a little, but it feels a little good too," Zhang Fei whispered.
"Good brother, now that we've become lovers, will you still kill me?"
Zhang Fei suddenly realized: he had come today specifically to exterminate the Lü clan. If he let them go now, his elder brother

might be betrayed by that Lü clan, which would harm his brother and violate their oath of brotherhood.
Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on his back. He steeled himself and was about to pull out his penis and immediately

kill the vixen before him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he pulled out halfway, a tingling sensation ran through his head, as if hundreds of tiny insects were crawling and biting inside.

This strange pleasurable feeling was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Looking down at Diao Chan, the lovely woman about to die seemed to

be experiencing the same pleasure, her whole body trembling.
"Good brother, I...love...you."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fei's body trembled, and he couldn't help but howl to the heavens, "Cicada, I love you too, but I can't betray

my elder brother..."
Overwhelmed by a mixture of extreme emotions—pain and pleasure—Zhang Fei, utterly despondent,

murmured ,
"I can only betray my elder brother, betray you. Betray my elder brother, betray you. Betray my elder brother,

betray you. Betray my elder brother, betray you..."
(This is a tribute to a famous joke)
. As his guilt deepened, Zhang Fei's eight-inch spear thrust in and out more frequently. During this time, Diao Chan experienced

countless orgasms, but the pleasure within her continued to surge, pushing each climax to an even more pleasurable peak.

Ignoring her breasts, deformed by Zhang Fei's kneading, she screamed and flailed wildly, plucking several strands of Zhang Fei

's iron whiskers, as if trying to grasp something tightly.
Finally, after silently reciting his confession a thousand times, Zhang Fei's mind cleared, a moment of divine inspiration dawning upon him. "Drink

tonight , for tomorrow we shall die; if thieves come, we shall kill them; now, let us rejoice in this moment of virginity, and share the ecstasy of the highest heaven!" Having recited this verse, Zhang Fei

roared and poured all his thirty years of virgin semen into Diao Chan's body.
The scalding semen sprayed onto her vaginal walls, making her slender body tremble. Diao Chan cried out softly, her body suddenly stiffening,

and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a torrent. She was utterly powerless, gazing tenderly at

this god-like man.
"Was it good?"
"Mmm."
"Will you still kill me?"
"No." The man smiled shyly.
"You've stayed long enough today, go back… and forget I ever existed." "
But I will remember you for the rest of my life," Diao Chan thought.
"Fine, the next time we meet will be the time to take your life." Zhang Fei straightened his armor and left without looking back

.
"Hey!"
Diao Chan exclaimed anxiously, "How can you walk while carrying someone like that?"
Finally, Zhang Fei reluctantly put Diao Chan down and walked away…
After returning home, Lü Bu heard of Zhang Fei's unreasonable outburst, which deepened the enmity between the two families. This sowed the seeds for his

plan to seize Xuzhou.
One day, Lü Bu went out of the city to purchase military horses and weapons in preparation for the capture of the city. The middle-aged steward was directing his

servants to work in front of his mansion when he saw a dark-skinned, burly man riding towards him with a spear in hand. His heart sank: "Why is this

Zhang San Ye here to harass his master again? And the master isn't home!" Thinking this, his face

burned , and he quickly told his servants to scatter and hide.
[The End]

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