ghost and donkey

I was dizzy from drinking, but I saw that the bald donkey was still sitting steadily, his face was not red at all.

I scolded angrily: "Hey, you bald donkey, didn't you pour all the wine secretly?!"

The bald donkey said, "I didn't..."

How dare this bald donkey lie!I was so angry that I stepped forward to take off his clothes.

"Green song?!"

I saw the bald donkey staggering, and the clothes couldn't be removed no matter how hard they were peeled off.

The bald donkey supported me and said, "Qingge, you're drunk."

I glanced at him: "Master, I'm not drunk, but I saw you pour wine into your clothes."

"I do not have……"

"Sophistry!" I pushed him away, and almost staggered and fell down. "Don't come to help me, take it off, show me if you take it off, and I will help you when you take it off."

The bald donkey took off his shirt without saying a word, and then hurried forward to help me.

I just saw eight small squares dangling in front of me.

I touched it, and said, "Bald donkey, what are you?"

The bald donkey trembled, and his voice was low: "Qing Ge, this is a muscle, don't touch it like this..."

Why don't you let me touch it, are you laughing at me for not having muscles like this on my stomach? !I gave him a hard look, then tore off my clothes,

"You...don't be so embarrassing, let me show you that my master also has... eh? Where are my master's muscles?"

The bald donkey turned his head away from me.

"Okay! It's in vain that I treat you so well, you bald donkey, you actually stole my muscles!"

The bald donkey said sullenly, "I didn't..."

"Why don't you let me touch you without you! It's really unreasonable..."

The bald donkey was stunned for a while, then said: "But..."

I didn't care about it, and stretched out my hand to touch the eight muscles again.

"Hmm..." The bald donkey sighed, and then put his arms around me.

After groping, I finally couldn't touch those small squares, only a long and thick wooden stick.

I was shocked: "Vald donkey, are you trying to plot against me?"

The bald donkey snorted suddenly, then hugged me tightly.

I touched it again, only to realize that it was not a stick.

The bald donkey panted, as if trying to hold back something.

"Qingge..."

I chuckled: "Baldy donkey, if you let out your passion, would you be considered vulgar?"

The bald donkey didn't speak, just kissed me, and the delicate kisses fell on my face.

"Vald donkey, I'll return you to vulgarity, okay?"

I will find a big girl to return to vulgarity for you, and then you will have a lot of children, and I will also have a lot of children, and then share the family happiness...

The bald donkey paused, then laughed softly.

"Okay. You return to vulgarity."

I think this seems a bit wrong, but my mind is dizzy, and I can't think of what is wrong.

……

I don't know how long this bald donkey has been lingering with me, but after I cried and harassed him repeatedly, he let me go.

I tilted my head and looked out the window, only to see that the sky was getting dark.

"I'm going to sleep..." I murmured with my arms across the donkey's chest.

The bald donkey put his arms around me and said, "I'll watch you, go to sleep."

Listening to the thumping heartbeat in Bald Donkey's chest, I felt so relieved that I lost consciousness as soon as I closed my eyes.

It was already noon when I woke up, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the bald donkey kneeling beside the bed.

I said in surprise, "Vald donkey, why do you..."

Kneel me?

My words stopped abruptly.

Because as soon as I moved a little, something slowly flowed down from my body, and the memory of last night came to my mind all of a sudden.

OMG.

I slowly put the quilt over my head.

I heard the bald donkey say: "Qingge, last night..."

"Don't say it!" I yelled.

The bald donkey stopped talking.

I hid under the quilt and felt that my face was so hot that it almost looked like it was going to burn.

I actually followed the bald donkey...

I actually...

I wailed, feeling hopeless in life.

"Qingge," the bald donkey called again. "It's so stuffy and breathless..."

"Shut up!" I yelled.

The bald donkey fell silent.

I also know that I like to take off my clothes when I'm drunk, and I also like to take off other people's clothes, but...but... how could I think of this bald donkey...

This bald donkey is also a bully, obviously last night I kept yelling to stop, but this bald donkey didn't listen at all, he said he loves me and loves me, but his actions...

Ouch!What kind of mess am I thinking, is it possible that I really want to become a friendship with the bald donkey?

It is really uncomfortable to stay in the bed, but now I don't know how to face the bald donkey with whom I had a spring night.

I said, "Baldy donkey, you go out first..."

The bald donkey was silent for a while, and asked: "Then, will you let me come back?"

My mind was about to explode.What does the phrase bald donkey mean?

Could it be... Could it be that this bald donkey really has feelings for me?

I didn't know how to answer, so I yelled angrily, "Get out first!"

The bald donkey stopped talking, and after a while I heard the creaking sound of the door opening.

"Wait!" I called. "Give me... a basin of water."

After a long time, I heard the bald donkey respond in a low voice.

After waiting for a while, the donkey opened the door again, and then closed the door again.

Only then did I pull myself out of the quilt, and saw that there was no trace of the bald donkey anywhere on my body, and even between my legs were the teeth marks bitten by him.

I resisted the weird feeling of something dripping from my buttocks and stood up, only to realize that what the bald donkey fetched me was not a basin of water, but a bucket of water, and the bald donkey was standing by the bed and looking at me at this moment.

I:"……"

I yelled at him: "Didn't I let you out?!"

The bald donkey looked down at me: "You promised me to take care of you."

I am speechless.

The bald donkey picked me up and carefully put me into the bucket, and washed my body carefully.

I couldn't hold him back, and my struggles were suppressed, so I had no choice but to give up on myself and let him clean it up for me.

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