[Liao Zhai] White Tiger

"Hahaha Drunken Duck Hiccup, where is Drunk Duck, I want to eat..."

"No, I can't eat it, because I'm that drunk duck!" Hei Shan cried bitterly as he said that, showing quite aggrieved.

Xuan Qing, who watched the two drunks in front of him playing crazy with alcohol, said, "..."

"Okay, I won't eat you. It's dark and hard and it's not tasty anyway. I'll ask Xiaoer to serve two plates of drunk ducks." The dazed Bai Jingyang stood up shaking, looking as if he was going to leave the private room. It looks like going downstairs.

"Xiao Jing, it's time to go back with me." Xuan Qing, who was standing at the door, supported Bai Jingyang who was bumping into him head-on.

Bai Jingyang shook his head vigorously and refused: "No, no, I haven't eaten drunk duck yet! I won't leave if I don't eat!"

Xuan Qing had a headache on his face, but before he could say anything, Heishan by the table began to howl again.

"I told you not to eat me, why are you so bad!! Woooooo..."

Hei Shan was crying and pounding on the table, the table was smashed by him in an instant, a big hole was broken on the tabletop, the table legs were broken, and the dishes and wine jars were smashed to pieces.

When the shopkeeper and the waiter downstairs heard such a big commotion, they thought there was a fight above, and hurriedly rushed up with people in a panic.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Guest officer, please speak well, please don't fight in the small shop!"

A few people rushed over to take a look, and the scene that caught their eyes was Heishan sitting in a pile of rubbish like a big fool crying sadly, Bai Jingyang with his eyes closed lying in Xuanqing's arms dizzily, muttering "I want to eat a drunk duck" kept saying, but Xuan Qing's whole face was darkened, glaring at Hei Shan angrily, looking full of evil spirits, quite difficult to provoke.

... Uh, is this the scene of rape? ?

The owner of the restaurant and the clerk looked at each other, feeling the awkwardness of the situation. Seeing that the three of them were dressed in extraordinary manners, they instantly imagined a lingering love triangle between the princes of aristocratic families, and it was also the Longyang version. of.

Shopkeeper: Maybe this young man in white clothes first made friends with the black-faced Shashen, and then had a private relationship with the black-robed crying bag behind his back. It just so happened that he and the black-robed crying bag came out for dinner and were black-faced Shashen bumped into it and immediately capsized.

The waiter in the shop nodded seriously, understood the plot from the eyes of the shopkeeper, and continued to make up his mind: Then, the black-faced evil spirit beat up the black-robed crying bag on the spot, and knocked it over a pile of broken tables and broken porcelain. Here, snatch the little boy in white again, resulting in the current situation.

The shopkeeper and the store waiter looked at each other and communicated with each other with their eyes. They were very cheerful, and the small theater solitaire was in full swing. The bloody plot was really a third-rate storyteller who dared not make it up.

"........."

In the end, Xuanqing threw down a few pieces of money for compensation, and left the restaurant with Bai Jingyang in his arms. As for Heishan who was drunk and cried and thought he was a drunk duck, the shopkeeper opened the door for him because of the large amount of money he gave. To a guest room, let the waiter help him up from the pile of rags, and take him there to rest.

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"Xiao Jing, don't move around, take off your shoes and go to bed."

Xuan Qing knew that sending this drunken Bai Jingyang back to the White Mansion would be troublesome after being seen by his father and brothers, so she simply pushed the boat back to her own house.

"Don't, don't! Don't sleep, eat a drunk duck!"

It's a pity that Bai Jingyang didn't appreciate it, he just settled down all the way, and after being carried into the room, he started to make a fuss again, running around all over the room.

But because the alcohol had not subsided, his head was dizzy, but his spirit was extremely excited. He ran crookedly, first knocked down the screen, then knocked down the table, and kicked the chair away. People created the movement of a group of bandits going down the mountain to fight in groups.

With a helpless expression on her face, Xuan Qing stretched out her hand to stop the drunken little ancestor, protecting him from accidentally smashing his head.

"Okay, okay, you just need to obediently take off your coat and shoes, lie down on the bed, close your eyes and count to one thousand, then I'll go and buy you a drunk duck to eat." Xuan Qing coaxed.

Bai Jingyang frowned, as if he found it difficult to digest this sentence.

After he thought hard for a moment, he suddenly laughed and held Xuan Qing's face with his hands, then raised his head and stared at him.

"Okay, beauty, you can do whatever you want, you can just kiss and hug and sleep together."

As he spoke, Bai Jingyang stuck out his pink tongue and licked the corner of his lips seductively, his eyes were charming and seductive.

Seeing that Xuan Qing's breathing was stagnant, his pants were tight.

The clean white robe was pulled loose at first, but now it slipped from the shoulders under the deliberate movement of Bai Jingyang, just like a dreamlike slow motion, the delicate and delicate robe that appeared in Xuan Qing's dreams almost every night. The faces gradually approached and enlarged, and finally both of them could feel the warm breath between each other.

At this time, Xuanqing's heart was beating like a beating, and he could no longer hear any other sounds in his ears, and only his plump, rosy lips with a little alcohol smell were left in his eyes, which slowly approached, almost touching his own lips. Just when the distance in the middle was about to become negative, with a sudden "whoosh", Bai Jingyang collapsed in front of him.

Xuan Qing was taken aback, only to see that Bai Jingyang who was about to kiss him disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pile of white clothes and a pair of silver boots.

There was something arched in the pile of clothes, and then a round white ball came out of it. With a dizzy expression on his face, he stepped on his hind paws in front of Xuanqing and turned around a few times, and finally He fell to the ground, looking very dazed.

Bai Jingyang suddenly changed back to his original shape, this was good, it saved Xuan Qing the time to take off his coat and shoes, although Xuan Qing might not be happy about it.

"Damn it!" Sure enough, Xuan Qing's face turned dark when he came back to his senses. After he cursed in a low voice, he resignedly picked up the little white tiger from the ground, and gently stuffed him into the soft bed.

Bai Jingyang rubbed his head against the warm quilt, and immediately yawned softly, as if the sleep mechanism had been activated all of a sudden, making him a little sleepy.

"Hey, my little ancestor, sleep peacefully." Xuan Qing tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and started patting the quilt like an old lady.

Within two pats, his drunken little ancestor fell asleep with his mouth slightly open.

After coaxing the little ancestor to fall asleep, Xuan Qing, who was supposed to leave the room, just stood up. After thinking about it, he sat down unwillingly. He stared at this ignorant little white tiger for a long time, but suddenly pushed himself out of anger. Hooking the corners of his lips, a bad idea came up.

Xuan Qing took off the tight crotch of the outer pants, then took off the outer robe, obscene clothes, shoes and socks, and finally untied the hairpin, and lay naked under the blanket, squeezed together with the little white tiger.

Anyway, this is his bedroom, so it's only natural for him to sleep in his own bed.

The little white tiger, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel a little hot, as soon as it touched Xuan Qing's cool skin, it immediately rolled over and squeezed into Xuan Qing's arms automatically.

The smile on Xuan Qing's face became stronger in an instant, and he stretched out his arms to hug his little ancestor tightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

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The next morning, it was a bright and sunny day, with warm light pouring in through the windows.

Bai Jingyang, who didn't know when to change back to human form, was frowned by the sun, and subconsciously pulled up a wide palm beside her to cover her eyelids.

Wait, palm? ? ?

Bai Jingyang was startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed.

It's good that he didn't move, this movement lifted half of the quilt in an instant, revealing the two naked bodies of himself and Xuan Qing underneath.

Xuan Qing's muscular and plump chest muscles first caught Bai Jingyang's eyes, and the face of the bloody boy who was about to grow into an adult suddenly flushed, and then he felt that there was another arm of the other party domineeringly across his waist , feeling the movement of him sitting up, and even pulled him down dissatisfied.

Bai Jingyang covered his flushed face, but after two seconds he couldn't help but spread the gap between his middle finger and ring finger like stealing the bell, and secretly took a few glances at Xuanqing, who immediately noticed the ambiguous spots on the other's chest. Red scratches and dents.

...No, no, no, no, right?Bai Jingyang was dumbfounded, how did these marks come about?

Could it be him? !Bai Jingyang suddenly felt that he was a beast, how could he do such a thing to his good friend with golden thighs!

Thinking of this, he twisted his buttocks again, except that his head was still a little dizzy, there was nothing strange about him, but Xuanqing still slept with a restless look on his face, could it be...

Could it be that he has sex after drinking, and really did something worse than a beast? !Bai Jingyang's heart was beating like a beating, and his face was messy.

Xuan Qing's eyelashes are very long and very thick, after Bai Jingyang woke up, they trembled a few times like fluttering butterfly wings, and opened them slowly.

Bai Jingyang was so nervous immediately, he asked cautiously: "Qing, Brother Qing, what's going on, why did we sleep together last night? Still, haven't got any clothes on..."

It's not that he never slept with Xuan Qing in the past, but most of them turned back to their original form and were embraced to take a nap in the sun. Like now, they were stripped off, and the two of them hugging each other was too ambiguous, and it had never happened before.

Xuan Qing rubbed her temples, supported her sore waist, and slowly sat up under Bai Jingyang's frightened eyes.

He never thought that sleeping with a drunk little white tiger would be such a terrifying thing. At first, it was okay, the little white tiger hugged him to keep cool, but after a while, he thought his skin was too cold and wanted to kick him He kicked away, and it was a coincidence that this flying kick hit the man's weakest waist, which made him a little sore even now.

After kicking, he began to toss around, kicking the quilt for a while, kicking the bedpost for a while, and muttering that he wanted to eat drunk duck. In order to let him settle down and sleep soundly, Xuanqing simply hugged him into the bed In his arms, he never expected that the half-drunk, half-asleep little white tiger had completely confiscated its paws. It not only scratched his chest with bloodstains, but also yelled "drunk duck" and gnawed it down...

Just like that, Xuanqing didn't sleep well all night, and the little ancestor who was still tortured on his chest left a lot of imprints, which didn't fade until dawn, and just a few hours after he settled down, the little ancestor woke up again.