The Old Man Looks Back [The Female General of Sanyin Hot Spring Hotel] (Student Campus Adult Novel)

The following story is purely fictional, any similarity is purely coincidental.

The old man had a hard life, and in his remaining years he was still struggling to make ends meet. His assistant handed him a pile of letters, all of which were official letters, but he found a private note among them. He took them out and read them carefully. In addition to the handwriting of an old friend, there was also a sandalwood bookmark. The wood fragrance seemed to be there and not there, just like goose feathers from a thousand miles away. A warm current flowed through his heart, and he was in a trance of the past. At the time of Youpai, the old man dozed off at his desk, and he was unconsciously wandering in his old place.

It was the last century, and the place was Sanyin in Japan. The old man was still strong and vigorous, and he worked for a newspaper, so he came to the East to explore the beautiful and secluded places. Sanyin is a remote place, and even Japanese people living in big cities rarely set foot there. When he came here to explore the secluded places, he saw that the local customs were full of ancient customs, and the reports must be unique. He stayed in a hot spring hotel, which was run by an old friend of his teacher, and the female general could also serve as a guide.

Although I arrived early, I was already late when I arrived at the hotel. The female general came to greet me, but I saw that the general was about 30 years old and was not my master's friend. I asked her why, and then I learned that my master was old and weak, and rarely went out to fight. The general's name is Chiyo, and she is his daughter-in-law. She has bright eyes and pearly teeth, and a beautiful figure. She is very majestic in her gorgeous kimono. After the female servant settled the guest, she read the name of Yoshimura Eiji.

Dinner was a delicacy of mountain cuisine, mainly river fish, and the flavor was very good. Chiyo came to toast, and in addition to the polite greetings, she also asked about the master's recent situation. Because the elder was an old acquaintance, she asked to be a guide. Chiyo agreed immediately, without the pride of a Japanese woman, and was very happy. They also talked about the bath, and laughed that it had been so long since we had bathed together that we could not hear about it. Unexpectedly, Chiyo said that it was available at midnight, but it was mostly for the elderly.

That night, I took a bath in the open-air bath, and all the fatigue from the journey was gone. I stayed until midnight on purpose, and indeed, there were many elderly people, so I stopped the drums and went to sleep. The next day, I went to visit the Bizen kiln with Chiyo, and Chiyo played the role of a host and explained the story. Chiyo had worked in the capital, and was a man of experience. His words were witty and humorous, but he was also graceful and humble. During the visit, I really felt like I was bathed in the spring breeze. After visiting a few more folk customs, the sun set again, and I returned to the hotel for dinner. This time, the general served people with Kaiseki, which was very exquisite. During the wine, the general said that we could try the [Kawa no Yu] tonight. Although it was said that it had a tile roof, the view was especially good at midnight.

Before midnight, I lay on the tatami and read Yoshimura Eiji. The chapter of Yuanming contains the Zen of heaven and earth. I didn't realize it was almost midnight, so I went to [Kawa no Yu] to soak. Chiyo was right. The view of the mountains with the falling snow was really pleasing to the eye. Because it was not completely open-air, there were few guests, so I enjoyed the tranquility even more. Suddenly, I heard a whisper in my ear. It turned out that Chiyo came to accompany me with wine. Wearing a tea-colored yukata, Chiyo's graceful figure during the day has now turned into bone-melting charm. She went into the water naked without any twists and turns. Her body was plump, her skin was soft like snow, but there were two bright red dots...

Chiyo smiled sweetly, but she was speechless for a moment. Before she felt the fire in her dantian warm, the place where her family was passed down was already full of blood. Chiyo seemed not to notice, and she told her husband about the hardships of being stationed overseas, the loneliness of having no one beside her, and when she leaned in close, she touched the erection. It is said that bathing together is a pure thing for Japanese people, but now she has lost her composure like this, she is ashamed. But Chiyo did not get angry but laughed, raised her cup and drank all the sake, her red lips slightly opened, and sent saliva to him...

The red lips are fragrant and the saliva is sweet. Soon, he went from being at a loss to being the master. He held Chiyo in his arms and sucked the sweet liquid from her little mouth. He looked at the elegant mountains in the distance and held the beautiful twin peaks in his hands. Chiyo whispered in her ear, as if she was overwhelmed by the recklessness, but her hands were not to be outdone. She held the erect thing tightly and fiddled with it like hitting a snake. Later, she went straight to Huanglong and let the nest of her descendants fall into her hands. She wanted to explore the secret, but the warm current from her dantian leaked out. Under Chiyo's skillful hands, the fireworks of life sublimated brilliantly, and she hugged her delicate body tightly to enjoy the remaining warmth of bliss...

I haven't really been strong yet I've already thrown my armor into the wild, feeling so ashamed. Qiandai didn't show any disdain, just said I'd get up early tomorrow morning and visit the famous places in Shanyin. The curling smoke and vines followed my love far away. I couldn't sleep that night.

The next day, we went to Okayama as planned. Although we saw many scenic spots, we were already in a state of despair. We didn't know what the hotel said. It was a rare day, so we returned to the hotel early to plan for future interviews. During the meal, Chiyo was nowhere to be seen. Even if there was a dragon liver and phoenix lung, it would be tasteless. Before going to bed, we went to [Kawa no Yu] to take a bath. The beautiful scenery was still there, but we had no intention to see it. We went back to the bedroom to lie down before the card was drawn. Just when I was drowsy, a sweet voice suddenly came from outside the paper door. Chiyo came to serve soup noodles and repeatedly said that I was neglecting her. Because a group of people stayed overnight in the evening, I was too busy to be with them, so I sat alone during the meal and served soup noodles to apologize. I saw Chiyo in a yukata, her plumpness was about to come out, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid. In a moment of panic, I threw her down and continued what I had not finished last night.

Chiyo opened her hands to push him away, but he seemed to be resisting but also welcoming her. Soon, he hugged her neck and bit her earlobe. She whispered softly to him, and her throat suddenly felt dry. She kept asking for saliva to quench her thirst, and her tongues were intertwined. Her hands were divided into two groups, one hand rubbing the buds on the ridge, and the other hand exploring the pistil in the secluded place. Honey overflowed between her fingers, and she smeared it on her vitals, and straightened her waist to the place where honey flowed. Chiyo's eyebrows tightened, but her jade legs wrapped around her body. There was no way to retreat, so she rushed forward with her gun. However, she was in the warm and humid flower path, and her strength was like a mud cow entering the sea... In a cup of tea, the elite soldiers threw away their armor and unloaded the land of no strength...

People are always greedy. Although they have been defeated, they still hold two fairy peaches in their hands and taste the cherry red buds wantonly. The soup noodles of Chiyo's laughter have cooled, but the beauty in front of them is better than a full meal. They talk happily, but their eyes are still unsatisfied. They turn around and switch places with the host and the guest. There is a teasing look on their faces. The clove tongue first circles around the itchy spot in the chest, then goes down inch by inch, opens the mouth and swallows, and the defeated soldiers are all in it. After several swallows, they stand up again...

Chiyo was seen holding her life force in her hand, and sitting down between her buttocks. The thing that was raised up was immediately placed in it, all thanks to the abundant honey juice. Chiyo then rode, her peach buttocks rose and fell in an orderly manner, and her breasts swayed in an orderly manner. She was a little girl in the past, but now she has become a general in the Warring States Period. Her speed was just right, and she was worthy of the title of a great general. In front of her was a beautiful scene, and she was willing to be a military horse and let the heroine gallop... Just as her mind was wandering in the clouds, Chiyo suddenly stood up on the horse, turned around and rode with her back to the horse, and the flower path passed by her, and the twists and turns added to the strangeness. The lone soldier was trapped in a strange formation, and had to let her take it away. Chiyo heard the voice of begging for mercy, and turned around and rode in the normal way, alternating between the normal and the strange, killing the reckless enemy without leaving a single piece of armor, her mind was dizzy, her soul left her body, and she ascended to bliss... Chiyo bowed her head and kissed her, and the sweet sweat came to her face...

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When we left the next day, Master's old friend braved his illness to see him off, and apologized for not having greeted his daughter-in-law properly. Thinking of the kindness he had shown her overnight, he no longer had any regrets. Chiyo bowed to see him off, and although he looked reserved and respectful, his eyes were actually full of love, which was more than a thousand words.

On the flight back to Hong Kong, I opened the book out of boredom, but found that the bookmark was missing, and I didn't know where to start. At this time, a song came and the old man woke up. It turned out to be the special ringtone of his wife's room, urging him to go home. He still held the sandalwood bookmark in his hand, and smiled at the time of his youth.

Postscript: This article has been reorganized and re-posted. The last time I read it in three parts, it felt sluggish. Now I have finished it in one go. I hope you will give me some advice.