crow mouth

"Thorn stamens?" Xiao Mo was taken aback, reached out to pick up the wine jar and sniffed it carefully, it seemed that it really had a bitter taste mixed with wind and frost.

"You don't know yet, the only bunch of thorn flowers in our college was planted by the little beast himself. Wei Sifeng wanted to use it to make medicine, but he didn't give any of the thorns he picked, and used them all to make wine." Su held up the bottomed wine glass and turned it over to tease Wu Xing: "Hey, this little chicken is quite drinkable."

Xiao Mo didn't know what he was thinking, so he stretched out his index finger to dip some wine on the tip of his tongue and sipped it. The sweet taste was followed by bitterness that was about to move, hitting the nasal cavity with a bit of pungentness.

It tastes exactly the same as the one I tasted when I was a child!

"Mr. Shen...where did you go?" Xiao Mo didn't even feel that he was nervous, and asked before Nan Su could answer, "Did you go to the Northwest Territory?"

Nan Su grabbed the wine jar from Xiao Mo's hand and filled the glass, and said strangely: "Don't you know? No, how do you know??"

Xiao Mo's words rolled on the tip of his tongue, but he still didn't say it. The three teachers in front of him drank a lot, and half of the wine in the jar was already lost, and the wine was full of stamina after it was sweetened. Maybe it was because of the addition of thorn flowers. It must be poured after two cups.

So he heard that this wine has another name - not sober.

Now it seems that the three teachers are still conscious, probably because the wine maker's technique is not in place, or some raw materials are missing.But no matter what, the doubts about Shen Chaorui in Xiao Mo's heart are getting bigger and bigger.

For example: How did he get the thorn flower seeds?How did he know this way of making wine?Why did he go to the Northwest Territory?

Thinking of Nan Su's mention of Shen Chaorui's obsession with Xiao's surname and a lover he once had before, Xiao Mo's heart is heavy. . .

Just as he was thinking, a fluffy head "baji" fell into Xiao Mo's palm. Wu Xing's small body was pink, and his eyes blinked mistyly as if to confirm who it was, and happened to bump into Xiao Mo's deep in the pupil of the eye.

Wu Xing grinned: "Hi~Momo~Hi~~ Hee hee hee, you are so pretty."

Xiao Mo: "..."

After Zhou Tianran and Zhou Tianzhen cleaned up the dishes and wiped their hands, they called Chi Lian and Xiaotian, who were playing with flowers, "Then let's go first."

"Hey, naturally," Nan Su suddenly stopped her mysteriously, and blinked at her: "The three city lords will come in a few days."

"What? What are you here for?" Zhou Tianran paused, and looked guiltyly at the man who was leaning on Lieyan and pouring wine.

"The dean said that we need to discuss things again, but I think...is it important to have a lifelong event?" Nan Su winked and hiccupped coquettishly.

Zhou Tianran stopped talking, lowered his head and twirled around Chi Lian's tail.

Tang Xiu poked Qi Shuo's elbow with hatred, "Speak."

Qi Shuo coughed and drank the rest of the wine in the glass, picked up Lie Yan and said to Zhou Tianran, "I'll take you back to the dormitory."

Several other people laughed secretly while watching the joke, Tang Yi's two eyeballs were almost stuck to the two of them and couldn't be pulled off.

Only Zhou Tianzhen, who was not in the situation yet, stood between her sister and Teacher Qi, looked back and forth, opened her eyes wide and asked innocently: "Brother-in-law?"

"Pfft...hahahaha..." Tang Yi couldn't help laughing like crazy.

Zhou Tianran gave Tang Yi a hard look, and said to Zhou Tianzhen, "What are you talking about! You don't have a brain!"

After speaking, he glanced at Qi Shuo who was at a loss and said, "Let's go first."

Xiao Mo rubbed Wu Xing's fluff and thought, Mr. Qi is quite cute.

The stamina of "unwake up" is very strong. When Xiao Mo was young, he was teased by some uncles when he was able to eat at the dinner table. He drank a small cup, just a small cup, only as much as a thumb, and he was drunk for two full days. .

And Xiao Mo didn't know how much Wu Xing had sneaked into during the time he was in a daze.

Su Qiyu went to the library building, the dormitory was very empty, Xiao Mo closed the door and put a bunch of long hair on his shirt just as he took off his coat, the little guy who was placed by his pillow got up with a jerk.

Wu Xing grabbed the bed sheet with one claw, stretched his two wings straight, his eyes were still tightly closed, and he muttered: "Monster! Where are you running!"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Seemingly dissatisfied and no one responded, Wu Xing pursed his mouth and turned around on the spot, shaking his paws twice to firmly support his limp body, then he closed his wings and pointed in the direction where Xiao Mo was standing. He shouted loudly: "Little goblin! Forgive me for not escaping from this king's Wuzhi Mountain!"

Xiao Mo: "...Wu Xing?"

Wu Xing smashed it and didn't answer, Xiao Mo sighed and knew that he was drunk, blame him, didn't pay attention to the little thing, should let him taste it and then stop it.

This person is drunk and sleeps and vomits or drinks some hangover soup, but the bird is drunk?

Xiao Mo looked around, only to see a small plate of millet porridge on the table, thinking it would be good for him to suppress the alcohol, so he took it and sat down beside the bed.

Wu Xing was still standing straight with one paw, Xiao Mo lightly poked his belly, causing Wu Xing to tremble, and the fluff all over his body began to explode.

Xiao Mo called again: "Wu Xing?"

Still no answer.

Xiao Mo sighed and pressed down on Wu Xing's eyebrows, Wu Xing fell on the bed with a "boom", but he still insisted on refusing to let go of his wings.

"How can I feed you porridge?" Xiao Mo stirred it with a small spoon and brought it to Wu Xing's mouth. Before he could touch it, the little corpse on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

Xiao Mo was taken aback, the spoon in his hand shook and spilled on the bed, wet Wu Xing's wings.

Wu Xing's eyes were extraordinarily bright, without a trace of drunken dizziness and confusion, instead they shone brightly, like a shallow deep pool rippling slightly, reflecting Xiao Mo's appearance.

"Wu...Wu Xing?" Xiao Mo's heart sank, why did he see another boy through these eyes?No, hallucinations, I must be thinking too much.

Wu Xing opened his mouth, looked straight into Xiao Mo's eyes, very serious, very serious, Xiao Mo kept a posture and waited for his words for a long time.

Wu Xing said: "Little goblin, I really fell into your trap!"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Almost missed the plate.

"Ah!" Xiao Mo sighed and found it very funny, laughing at himself, and at this drunken little thing: "You are drunk."

Wu Xing shook his head firmly, and looked at the plate and spoon in Xiao Mo's hand: "I treat you well, but you actually want to harm me! How cruel!!"

Xiao Mo felt a little headache, who on earth drank too much? ?

"I didn't intend to harm you. It's just millet porridge. It'll make you feel better after drinking it." Xiao Mo coaxed him, and put another spoonful on his mouth.

Wu Xing refused to kill him, and knew the rules very well: "I never thought that I would die in your hands one day. Sure enough, a beauty is a disaster..." At the end of the speech, there was a bit of heartache.

Xiao Fushui felt that it was impossible to speak well, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet: "My lord, this must not be poisonous, how about I taste it for you?"

Wu Xing didn't speak, just stared at him.

Xiao Mo lowered his head and ate the porridge in the spoon by himself, and took another spoonful: "Look, am I okay?"

Wu Xing wrinkled his small face as if thinking, with a little red between his brows, the slightly drunken pink on his body was even more charming, like a little dumpling: "It's still not possible! Unless..."

"Unless what?"

"You feed me!" Wu Xing pointed to Xiao Mo's mouth with his wings, and then pointed to his own mouth, with a look of course: "Little fairy, since you are mine, you should serve me well, you can't Have two hearts!"

Fairy Xiao really wanted to know what books Wu Xing usually read, but seeing that the little thing couldn't stand upright and even jumped with one leg on his hips, he finally nodded softly: "Okay, then lie down obediently."

Satisfied, Wu Xing lay down on the ground, with his mouth open: "Ah—" Waiting for feeding.

Xiao Mo scratched his belly, and fed him millet porridge little by little, and after only two mouthfuls, Wu Xing became dishonest again: "That's not right!"

"What's wrong??"

"It's not with a spoon, it's with your mouth. Feed it like this!" Wu Xing stood up with fluttering wings, and slammed his head into Xiao Mo's mouth.

The slender pointed mouth squeezed in from the gap between Xiao Mo's lips, and made a light collision with Xiao Mo's teeth. Xiao Mo felt that Wu Xing's mouth opened and closed twice, and the sound of smashing, smashing, smashing was very clear , with the residue of millet porridge, slipped out of his mouth and then ran away again.

Wu Xing lay back on the bed again, raised his wings and covered himself with a quilt, and said in a daze: "Little fairy, you did a good job, thank you..."

Then there was really no more movement.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and touched the corner of his mouth in a daze. Wu Xing came down a little violently, and the corner of his mouth turned red and hurt a little, but Xiao Mo felt strangely that his heart was beating faster involuntarily.

It's not a kiss, but what is it?Xiao Mo withdrew his fingers and looked at Wu Xing, who was sleeping on his stomach and snoring, his mind was blank.

Xiao Mo was dreaming again.

He dreamed that he was still trekking on that desert to find the exit, and the sun followed step by step above his head, as if waiting for his death, and then, the familiar touch of red slowly approached, giving him hope, giving him seeds, He was given directions to the exit.

As soon as the scene was over, Wu Xing flapped his wings and flew into his arms, shouting happily: "Xiao Mo Xiao Mo, let's fall in love."

After Xiao Mo was surprised, there was hidden joy: "How do you fall in love?"

"We kiss, cuddle, and have a bunch of chicks."

"Hahahaha..." Xiao Mo was amused, and hugged the limp Wu Xing without letting go: "But I'm a human and you are a beast, that's impossible."

"Really? What about this??" The little thing in his arms disappeared, replaced by a huge bed in front of him, with a brocade and red mattress, and a boy with white and creamy skin was lying there, his clothes half-undressed, and he was agile. With a shy smile in her eyes, a soft voice came wave after wave: "Can we kiss and hug the baby now?"

Have babies yet? ? ?

Yet? ? ?

? ? ?

Xiao Mo swallowed, the heat source of his body moved around and slowly gathered downwards, he looked at the boy in front of him without blinking: "Who are you?"

"My silent, my beauty, I am Wu Xing, don't you remember?"

I'm Wu Xing. . .

Wu Xing. . .

Xiao Mo's brain became hot and he rushed directly to him. The boy in his arms was very well-behaved. He let him kiss and caress him. Then the bed curtain fell off and his clothes fell off. The temperature had just risen, and Xiao Mo hadn't found a way to relieve it yet. But the person under him disappeared again.

"Wu Xing? Wu Xing?" Xiao Mo rummaged around.

"Xiao Mo??" A green and immature voice sounded, and when Xiao Mo turned around, he found a white and tender dumpling biting his finger and looking at him: "What are you looking for?"

Xiao Mo looked at the five or six-year-old child in a daze: "I'm looking for Wu Xing."

"It's me!" The child jumped up and down Lao Gao, and jumped into Xiao Mo's arms, rubbed and twisted, and then suddenly said before Xiao Mo realized what happened: "Eh? What? My ass hurts."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and held it under his buttocks.

"Don't!!!" Xiao Mo yelled, "Don't move!!!"

The final picture was fixed on the child's bewildered and tearful face.

"Huh————" Xiao Mo sat up panting, and the first thing he did was to look sideways at the little thing who was still sleeping soundly by the pillow.

Well, not kids, nor are they. . .That charming boy. . .

Why do you feel a little pity?Xiao Mo shook his head, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he gently reached out and poked under the quilt.

"..." The heat on his face was almost burning to the point of smoking, his flushed face was full of shame, Xiao Mo wanted to slap himself, what dream was he having?Not to mention that Wu Xing is just an ordinary bird and beast, even him. . .He can transform into the appearance of that boy, can you really do that? ? ?

ah!Xiao Mo!You beast!

On a bright morning, Su Qiyu hadn't woken up, and Wu Xing's wine hadn't woken up yet, Xiao Meiren blushed and slipped into the toilet and locked the door for nearly half an hour.

Although the process was a bit blushing and heart beating, at least the last few seconds were quite happy, right?After tidying up his clothes and going out of the toilet again, Xiao Mo, who regained his composure, looked at the belly rising and falling with his breathing and the two charming blushes, but fell into a fork in the road, what's wrong with me?Why is there always an illusion of seeing Wu Xing as a human being?Did I drink too much yesterday?

It's really strange.

The author has something to say:

Wu Xing: I heard you thought about me masturbating.

Xiao Mo: No.

Wu Xing: Lie, you dare not look at me anymore.

Xiao Mo: Nothing is nothing! ! !

Wu Xing: Ha, are you shy? (????ω????)?