Douluo: I am a cat

At this time, Li Feng and Zhu Xiaoyu were happily discussing the embarrassment the marshal made on the battlefield during a previous battle.

"The marshal fell off his horse at that time. There happened to be a stone in the forest, which happened to cut the marshal's trousers and opened such a big hole. Before the marshal could take care of his trousers, he smashed the man's head with one punch."

Li Feng, the shirtless army commander, said that he was happy. He couldn't help but put his hand on Zhu Xiaoyu's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Hahaha, if I had been more generous at that time, our marshal's treasure would have been finished, hehe. "

Dai Mubai happened to see this scene, and he suddenly became furious. He rushed over and punched Li Feng to the ground, and then pulled Zhu Xiaoyu up from the seat.

"Marshal, come and drink with us." Li Feng was so drunk that he didn't even know that he was in danger.

Zhu Xiaoyu glanced at Li Feng with some sympathy and said: "He just drank too much, why do you need to compete?"

Dai Mubai glanced at Zhu Xiaoyu, not caring that this man knew about his embarrassing incident on the battlefield.

Looking at Li Feng who was lying on the ground, Dai Mubai looked unhappy. "How dare he be so frivolous to you? How could I spare him?" Dai Mubai was furious and kicked the person on the ground.

"Nonsense." Zhu Xiaoyu glared at him. An arm around between men was considered frivolous.

Dai Mubai was just talking. He was about to take Zhu Xiaoyu back to the barracks to take a rest, but found that his steps were sloppy and he tripped over Li Feng who was lying on the ground. He almost fell. Dai Mubai hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug Zhu Xiaoyu into his arms. , "Xiaoyu, you are drunk"

"It's just a drink." Zhu Xiaoyu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. Feeling a little dizzy, he put his head on Dai Mubai's shoulder and murmured softly: "This wine is a bit strong."

With the aroma of wine, and as this coquettish warm whisper was sprayed into his ears, Dai Mubai suddenly felt as if a cat's paw had scratched his heart, itching tightly.

Looking left and right, a group of drunken men did not notice what was going on here, so Daheng picked up his baby and walked out. When he passed by Li Feng who was lying on the ground, he couldn't help but kick him again.

"Xiaoyu." Dai Mubai carried the person in his arms to the bed, "How about I take you to take a bath?"

"I'll just wash it myself." Zhu Xiaoyu seemed to be very sober, and seemed to be very calm when talking and doing things, but Dai Mubai knew that this man was indeed drunk.

Reaching out to untie his shirt, Dai Mubai looked at his expression, which was still calm and calm. He couldn't help but feel a little funny, and kissed the pink cheek.

"Don't make trouble." Zhu Xiaoyu pushed Dai Mubai. His mind was still somewhat clear, but his body movements were a little out of control. When the pushing movement reached the man's chest, he changed to pressing closer and then slowly Slide down slowly.

Zhu Xiaoyu usually looked gentle and gentle, as if he didn't care about anything. Although Dai Mubai could occasionally steal some incense and so on, he had never shown it to him without reservation like this.

His precious little kitten would only be so unguarded against people when he was drunk and groggy, like a little lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Even at this time, Dai Mubai was still very gentle, the kind of overbearing gentleness that people couldn't bear to resist. He originally wanted to do something, but looking at Dai Mubai's eyes, Zhu Xiaoyu finally There was no movement, and gradually, he began to ignore the uneasiness behind him and indulged in Dai Mubai's comfort.

Zhu Xiaoyu was in a daze and allowed Dai Mubai to move. He stared at the tent frame above his head in confusion for a while. It was not until Dai Mubai's dissatisfied biting and grinding came from his lips that he came back to his senses. .

Zhu Xiaoyu was surprised and felt soft in his heart. This was the Dai Mubai he liked. Without his final consent, he would never act against his opinions without permission.