This damn cat

His Highness, who was aroused by the excitement, was so impatient that he only moved a few times, and the cat legs that were tightly coiled around his waist suddenly loosened.

Lu Ziyao was unhappy, and eagerly picked up the arm of the person under him, and put it around his neck, signaling the other party to cooperate.

However, the cat's arms were drooping like cotton, and as soon as it was put on the neck, it fell down softly, making a lifeless "click".

This strange reaction made His Highness wake up a little bit, and looked down at the pale cat, as if he had fallen asleep.

If he was awake, His Royal Highness might have suffered a devastating blow to his self-esteem, but just after the alcohol came out, His Highness was still dazed. He stretched out his index finger shamelessly and poked the cat's face.

no response.

For the next 5 minutes, His Highness obediently did not move. He kept poking the cat's face with his index finger and used skills such as meowing, but the cat never woke up.

His Highness finally retreated vigilantly, knelt beside the cat and blinked, then raised his hand to hug the cat, muttering to himself to lure the cat: "Get up and eat fish..."

10 minutes later, still no response.

His Highness covered the cat with a blanket, got up staggeringly, put on his pants, and knew how to zip them up, before stumbling away from the scene of the crime.

In the corridor of the guest room, a waiter was about to go to check out the guest room to clean up the room. From a distance, he saw a man in a silver-blue coat, leaning on the wall with his head lowered, walking slowly.

Reminiscent of the silver-blue soft armor he saw when he greeted the prince at night, the waiter's eyes lit up, guessing the identity of the man, put down the cleaning cart, strode over and bowed: "Is there anything I can do for you, Your Highness."

After hearing the voice, His Royal Highness stopped in his tracks, but still lowered his head, and remained silent for about five seconds. His Highness suddenly turned his head and looked at the waiter with a murderous expression.

The waiter took a step back in fright, and asked in a panic: "Is there any place where the service is not good, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

His Highness didn't speak, pushed the wall away and stood up, turned on his toes, took a step closer, stared at the waiter with his chin squinted, pronounced with a standard big tongue, and said vaguely: "The cat is asleep, sorry for you, ribs."

"Ah?" Only then did the waiter realize that the prince had drunk too much, he swallowed a mouthful, stepped forward to support him and asked, "Do you want ribs? Let me help you go?"

"Hmph." The prince's face became more fierce, he raised his index finger, and pronounced a threat with his big tongue: "Rib, the cat is broken, you, I will be buried with you."

Waiter: "??????? Sorry, Your Highness, my service is not good, so I will call the manager to serve you!"

The waiter who was about to throw the blame on the manager was about to leave, but the prince grabbed his arm and walked back half-lifted and half-dragged!

"Where are you taking me! Your Highness? Your Highness!" The waiter was so terrified that he was afraid that he would be dismantled by the drunken pterosaur as a toy, and his legs were so frightened that his legs were weak.

The final destination is the guest room just opened by the prince.

His Highness approached the bedroom, slipped the waiter to the sleeping cat's bed, and reprimanded angrily: "Look!"

"????" The waiter: "Is this gentleman asleep?"

"You..." His Highness frowned, and with "Why are you so stupid" eyes, he babbled to the waiter for a long time, but he still couldn't finish the words, so he knelt down on one knee by the bed and poked the waiter with his index finger. Poked the cat's face, raised his head and opened his eyes wide, and said to the waiter expectantly, "Look!"

The waiter finally established a weak communication bridge with His Royal Highness, stepped forward and pushed the shoulder of the boy on the bed, then turned to ask the prince, "Is this gentleman drunk?"

His Highness mentally attacked the waiter with "Why are you so stupid" eyes.

The waiter hurriedly took action, pushed the boy on the bed again, turned to His Highness, "He passed out!"

When His Royal Highness, who was squatting beside the bed, heard the words, his angry expression changed, and he looked up at the waiter with grievances, like a lost child, helpless and pitiful.

The attendant immediately called an ambulance and the unconscious cat was taken to the nearest hospital.

At first he thought it was food poisoning, but fortunately when he was carried to the hospital on a stretcher, Xie Lang woke up in a daze, and told the doctor about the injury, so that the treatment was not delayed.

What was even more embarrassing was the wound examination. The doctor was very puzzled and said that no hemorrhoids were found, and then asked the patient with experience: "Have you had sex just now?"

The cat blushed like an onion.

The doctor said he understood. While treating the wound, he instructed the patient to pay attention. Lubrication is an essential measure. If you don’t wear a condom, you must enema in advance.

There is nothing to love about cats.

The little gay in the literary film he watched was obviously so straight up!

Fortunately, the injury was not serious and there was no need for sutures. The doctor put some adhesive on it, prescribed some medicine and gave him some precautions, and then sent him back to recuperate.

Xie Lang walked out of the operating room step by step, and the hotel staff immediately stepped forward to inquire about the situation, but he could only lie that he had an attack of hemorrhoids.

Only then did the staff feel like they were being pardoned, and dragged Xie Lang to find the prince, "Your Highness thought you had food poisoning after eating in our restaurant, please explain it to us."

A vein popped on Xie Lang's forehead, that bastard still has the face to blame the hotel!

He limped and followed the manager to the prince sitting on the bench, and found that the prince had fallen asleep with his head down.

Xie Lang took a deep breath and said to the manager: "I'm sorry to cause you trouble, you can go back to work, I will explain to His Highness."

The manager thanked him and left the hospital.

Xie Lang took out His Highness's mobile phone and contacted the housekeeper to send someone to pick it up.

**

I found a hotel alone, and planned to rest for two days before going to school to register for dormitory.

Xie Lang laid down on the bed cautiously, sweating profusely from the pain.

That place was burning like a knife.

I never thought it would be like this for the first time, Xie Lang felt lingering fear, but fortunately, he was ready to be single for the rest of his life, so he wouldn't have to suffer this kind of crime in the future.

I was injured like this, but I was still worried that the experience of the dragon cub was too bad.

Because he passed out from the pain just now, the cat didn't know if Lu Ziyao had finished the work. If the injury was like this, and the Highness didn't feel refreshed, it would be a big loss.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, Tutuyang called and asked him if the matter was settled.

Shelan said, "It's done."

Tutuyang asked: "What did you use to get it done?"

Xie Lang: "Use myself."

Tutuyang was silent for 20 seconds, "Did you help him masturbate?"

Sheron: "No."

Tutuyang was silent for 30 seconds: "You won't be fucked by the prince!!!!"

Xie Lang: "Thanks to the method you taught, I just wrapped him in a cold towel, and he fucked me."

Tutuyang: "Wrap him up? Where did you wrap him up? I asked you to wipe his sweat with a cold towel!"

Xie Lang: "...Forget it."

Tutuyang: "Why don't you say it! You were raped by the prince, champion cat! Don't you say that he is straight? Don't you say that he hates homosexuality! What is this now? Does he have the idea of ​​being responsible?"

Xie Lang: "He's drunk and doesn't know anything."

Tutuyang: "Even if he drank to death, a straight man can't have sex with a man! I bet a hundred bottles of canned cat food, he wants to have sex with you a long time ago! This is to use the power of alcohol to fulfill his wish!"

Xie Lang: "I will never believe your words again."

Tutuyang: "Really!!! I said before that he is definitely not straight, 80.00% is double! If you don't believe me, bring him here, I'll help you identify it!"

The little gay cat had a cold face, and his heart was about to move in disbelief: "How can I identify it?"

Tutuyang: "When he wakes up tomorrow morning, first find out his attitude towards this matter. If he is still willing to associate with you, then there is 90.00% chance!"

The little gay cat couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "Really? Then what should I do?"

"Of course it's to seduce him! Double and single-oriented No. 1 are different. They are obsessed with women's breasts, so you have a big flaw in your competitiveness. You have to work out, train your butt first, and wear tight clothes in front of him." Some pants, quite sexy humming in the relationship!"

The little gay cat happily asked in a low voice: "Is it really useful?"

"Try it and you'll know." Tutuyang asked with a smirk, "How did you perform tonight? Did you speak? How is the rhythm of clamping? Did you bite his neck? Is your barking loud or not?"

Xie Lang: "...didn't use much skill."

Tutuyang was so jealous: "Is it exciting for you? I heard that their clan can last forever!"

Xie Lang replied frankly: "It hurts a lot at first, but then I don't feel much."

"Ah?" Tutuyang wondered: "How could you not feel it? Did you fail to enter the state for the first time? If you are not ready, you will suffer at that moment."

The little gay cat blinked and said happily, "No, I'm quite happy, as long as I feel comfortable."

Tutuyang didn't understand what it meant to be "comfortable in the heart", so he asked the cat where he would live when he came back, and when he heard that he was temporarily staying in a hotel, he invited the cat to stay at his house for two days.

Xie Lang couldn't shirk it, so he agreed that Tutu would pick him up tomorrow.

So, the next morning, Tutuyang saw the cat pretending to be natural, but unable to hide it, walking out of the hotel with stiff legs.

Xie Lang's face was terribly pale, but he smiled brightly, and patted Tutuyang: "I just have a suitcase of luggage, let's go brother, get in the car."

Tutuyang didn't move, his brows were tightly frowned, and it took him a long time to ask him in a low voice: "Did you just let him in last night? Did you ask for lubrication from the hotel?"

"Huh?" Xie Lang was embarrassed and wanted to change the subject: "It's not that troublesome, just go straight to that, he can't wait."

Tutuyang's eyes turned red all of a sudden, looking at the ignorant boy in front of him, he blamed himself for not teaching him anything.

The pterosaurs are tall and have strong desires. For the first time, if they are rampaged, how painful it will be...

Seeing that his eyes were red, Xie Lang hurriedly pushed his arm and laughed, "What are you doing? I'm fine."

"Did you go to the hospital?" Tutuyang warned: "You must see if there is an injury, otherwise it is easy to get ulcers repeatedly."

"Understood." The little gay cat blushed and opened the car door.

"Xie Lang!" Tutu Yanghong turned his head and asked, "Has he contacted you? If you're like this, he won't care about you?"

The little gay cat who waited all night and made phone calls all morning finally couldn't bear it anymore, with an expression of grievance and rejection on his face, he still insisted: "I told you that he was drunk, how could he remember?"

Tutuyang sneered: "If you're really drunk, he's not capable of torturing you like this, so give me the phone, and I'll ask the respected prince what he thinks, we don't even carry 419 in the circle in charge."