Absolutely admire

"Why did you come down the mountain, you stinky snake? Who told you to come down?" Qu Ling squinted his eyes and said angrily in a debt-collecting tone, "Yes, yes, yes, I know that you are the king, and I know that I used the wrong words , but so what. Do you think I'm afraid of you? If you don't accept it, you can come and beat me, don't show mercy, beat me to death, come on, come on, come on."

He waved at Bai Yuan with a flat face, motioning for him to come forward.

……

Do you dare to be so cheap?

I only hope that Bai Yuan also stood up with a "swish" and walked a few steps towards Qu Ling. Cong Rong first wondered if he really wanted to beat him down, and then thought that with Bai Yuan's personality, he would not be so meaningless as to beat him up. If it's troublesome, at most, he will be stabbed to death with a single knife.

After seeing each other, a hand blade landed on Qu Ling's neck with lightning speed, and with a "hiccup", this seemingly weak drunk man fell limply again, unconscious personnel.

Cong Rong: "..."

History is always surprisingly similar, and he himself treated Qu Ling this morning in Qingyin Mountain!

Bai Yuan casually grabbed Qu Ling's arm, threw him on the bench and then ignored him, allowing his upper body to fall backwards in a strange manner.

Seeing that Qu Ling was about to fall on his back from the stool, in order to prevent him from falling on his back, Cong Rong hurriedly stepped on his feet, pushed his back with both hands, and supported him in a half-falling posture.

Cong Rong maintained this movement, as if his life had been saved, and boasted with a smile on his face: "Good job!"

He had long wanted to do it.

Bai Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, and said with a dignified expression, "We'll wait until he sobers up before going on the road."

After speaking, I paid the owner of the store some silver and asked for two rooms.

Cong Rong saw that Bai Yuan had finished paying and pulled Qu Ling's arm, wanting to carry him on his shoulders.But as soon as his butt was off the ground, he felt a burst of dizziness rushing to his forehead, his figure gradually became unstable and he was about to fall sideways, but Bai Yuan caught him upright.

Cong Rong himself was already weak and unstable, and Qu Ling, who was carried by him on his shoulders, fell to the ground in no time.

Regardless of what happened to Qu Ling at his feet, Bai Yuan cautiously held Cong Rong's arm, and asked in a worried voice, "Are you okay?"

Relying on him to barely stand up straighter, Cong Rong clenched his brows and sighed in disappointment: "It's okay."

He only thought that he just didn't like to drink this wine, but he didn't expect that not only didn't he like it, but his capacity for alcohol was so poor that he became dizzy after only two drinks, and couldn't even stand upright.

It seems that his father didn't pass on half of his talent for drinking to him.

Perhaps expressing his dissatisfaction and protest against this fact, Cong Rong politely broke away Bai Yuan's hand that was holding him, resisting tinnitus and dizziness, and meandering towards the upstairs steps.

Seeing his stubborn and arrogant appearance, Bai Yuan didn't know how to deal with it, so he could only hang Qu Ling's arm by his feet and follow Cong Rong closely, in order to prevent him from falling down the stairs again. .

Bai Yuan was clearly dragging Qu Ling's foot, but he didn't pay half his attention to him. He just locked his eyes on Cong Rong's back with a very vigilant eye, which made him feel a chill. Hitting his back, he shuddered a few times and then turned to look at him.

Facing the guarded eyes, Cong Rong slightly frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

His voice is getting hoarse now, his face is so pale that his skin, which was originally as thin as a cicada's wings, is almost transparent, his pupils seem to be unable to focus, and his eyes look especially slack and hazy.

not good...

Feeling that his head was getting dizzy, Cong Rong suddenly closed his eyes tightly, and supported the handrail with a slightly painful expression.

It turns out that this wine is so powerful, it's no wonder that Qu Ling blushed after drinking the first cup.

Bai Yuan watched the person in front of him struggling because of the discomfort, and took the initiative to step forward and stretch out a hand towards him.

Feeling that someone was supporting his waist, Cong Rong thought that he was going to help him, knowing that he was really powerless to endure it, so he didn't try to avoid it, but Bai Yuan's fingers suddenly exerted strength, and he hugged him horizontally, The whole body was instantly lifted in the air, and then there was a painless strangulation from the abdomen.

Cong Rong blinked his eyes in confusion, and looked down, only to realize that he had been imprisoned by Bai Yuan in his arms.

He couldn't believe it, and shouted loudly like a bolt from the blue: "You...what are you doing!?"

"It's too troublesome to help two people." Bai Yuan glanced at him coldly, and said in an uncompromising tone, "This is more convenient."

help?

Help who?

Are you helping anyone?

Help me or Fu Quling?

Afterwards, under the watchful eyes of several other guests present, Bai Yuan covered his face with one hand and chattered Cong Rong, while the other hand dragged the numb Qu Ling's leg to walk steadily. Dang, almost sanctimoniously walked towards the guest room.

Cong Rongsheng looked at Qu Ling who was dragged on the ground like a mop, and saw that he was sleeping soundly, and the corner of his mouth was dripping all over the floor.

He expressed deep sympathy for this, and thought that his clothes of good material were treated like this, and the people who wiped the dirt were really miserable. If it was him, he would definitely not dare to wear these clothes again.

It's not a question of whether to wash or not, it's about dignity!It is a face that must not be lost!

But... now that he is being carried like this, what dignity is he talking about?

When he came to the door, Bai Yuan threw Qu Ling's leg to the side and opened the door, then dragged him with a calm face, threw him on the bed mercilessly, turned around, opened the door, and closed the door.This action was done in one go, and before Cong Rong regained consciousness, he was taken to another room by him.

Bai Yuan went straight to the bed in a targeted manner, and put down the person in his arms.

As soon as Cong Rong's feet landed on the ground, a pair of hands pressed his shoulders, making him sit on the bed, Cong Rong couldn't help frowning slightly, and when he suddenly raised his head, he saw Bai Yuan's delicate face close at hand.

The facial features are deep and three-dimensional, but they are moderately soft, not too sharp but not feminine.

There seemed to be a faint luster flowing on the white as frost skin, and the pitch-black eyes were staring at him like torches. Because the distance between the two was too close, Cong Rong's eyes were almost like fighting cocks.

There was a moment of silence in the room, Bai Yuan just looked at Cong Rong for a while and then said: "Take a break, we'll talk about it later."

Regarding their current state of no goal, Cong Rong only said that they must not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

While there is nothing to do now, don't rush to make trouble.Otherwise, there will be demon cultivators and demons making trouble in the future, but there will be no time for him to do anything wrong.

The corners of Cong Rong's lips curled up into a sinister arc, and he felt that he didn't feel so dizzy when he was sitting now, and he smiled with his cheeks on his hands: "You only call two rooms, do you want to rest with me? "

Strange, didn't Bai Yuan say before that he didn't like to sleep with others, why did he only call two rooms this time?

Bai Yuan said earnestly: "Didn't you try it in Qianting Palace last night, and now it's not so annoying to sleep with other people."

Cong Rong: "..."

He was speechless, his palms were sweating from nervousness, and the smile remained on his face.

Damn, I almost forgot, I almost got tofu eaten by this guy last night!

Bai Yuan chuckled and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Seeing his fleeting smile, ten thousand mud horses galloped past in Cong Rong's heart.

He dared to promise with his life that this was definitely a ridicule!

I thought in my heart that I can't be teased by him!Cong Rong gritted his teeth and gave up.

He propped up his upper body, wrapped his arms around Bai Yuan's neck, and pressed his whole body onto himself.

Bai Yuan couldn't help but watch the man in front of him make a sudden move, propping his hands on the bed next to Cong Rong's ear, kneeling on both sides of him, looking at him in a condescending attitude.

Cong Rong swallowed, and pulled out a smile that was neither awkward nor awkward: "Why, you didn't continue last time, but continue this time?"

He didn't believe that Bai Yuan really had the courage and idea.

Maybe Bai Yuan just frightened him last time, wanting him to confess his admonition on purpose, but he would not really do anything to him.

He stroked his hand into Bai Yuan's collar, and the tightly closed front of his shirt instantly loosened, and he said jokingly, "Dare you, if you don't, I will do something to you." ?”

After hearing the words, Bai Yuan stared at him intently, only to see that handsome face magnified infinitely, and finally fell into his ear and whispered softly: "You sent this to the door yourself."

Then, he took a bite on the white and delicate earlobe.

"what!"

Feeling a brief burst of pain and numbness from his ears, Cong Rong withdrew his hand like an electric shock, and after a loud cry, he felt a wave of warm moisture lingering around his neck, making him want to jump off the bed immediately He stood up, but before he could sit up a little, he was pinned down by the shoulders of the other party and fell down, unable to move up and down.

The undulating shallow breath sprayed on the slender and tender neck.Cong Rong was in a mess right now, and he didn't even have the guts to look down. He just patted Bai Yuan's head indiscriminately with his hands, and then he held his wrist with one hand and lifted it above his head, pressing it against the bed, his body Kiss deeper.

"Stop, stop, stop!!!" Cong Rong was frightened out of his wits by his behavior, his eyes were extremely lost, and he hurriedly said, "Don't do this, I..."

His mouth was tightly gagged, and the rest of the words could not be uttered in his throat, Bai Yuan raised his eyes and asked lightly: "You regretted it just at the beginning?"

The questioning was just a cutscene, but the movement didn't stop for a moment, from the beginning of the neck to the collarbone, the hand covering his mouth was slowly lowered, and then it was inserted into his collar.

Because of the alcohol, Cong Rong now feels an inexplicable hotness in his body, and his skin is also slightly hot. Suddenly, a cold hand touches the surface of his body, and he is so frightened that he almost faints and suffocates.

He realized that Bai Yuan seemed to be serious this time, and he didn't intend to let him go again.

Feeling the hand on his waist gently caressing him, Cong Rong's face was blood red, his eyes were dizzy, and finally he couldn't bear it any longer, and said in a hoarse voice with tears in his mouth: "Master, don't, really don't... stop quickly, My head hurts."

Bai Yuan originally wanted to gag him, but as soon as he heard his last word, his hand movements stopped instantly, and he immediately sat up from Cong Rong to check on his situation.

Now Cong Rong was lying limp on the bed with half-undressed clothes, his chest was heaving and uneven, his breathing was extremely rapid, his face was flushed like blood, his expression became more and more lax, and he was holding his forehead and panting for breath.

Bai Yuan gently stretched out a finger, pressed it against his face and called out, "A Rong?"

After a while of silence, the sound of breathing in the room gradually stabilized. Cong Rong covered his face and took a deep breath, as if he had regained his sanity a little. He murmured: "I'm tired, I want to rest."

After a while, he added: "You go out first."

"Then you rest first." Bai Yuan stood up from the bed without thinking, with a calm expression, "Call me if you feel uncomfortable."

Cong Rong turned a deaf ear, hugged the quilt and turned sideways, with his back facing him.Seeing this, Bai Yuan shook his head helplessly, sighed calmly, then turned and left.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak" and closed again.

The faint scent of hibiscus lingered around her, and specks of shimmering light shot in from the hollowed-out tallow window, Cong Rong lifted the quilt over his head, covering himself in it.

Only he can feel that the heart in his chest is beating violently and violently at this very moment.