The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

For a moment he forgot to breathe.

Yan Shuo's voice was like hot molten iron, pouring directly into his body violently, weighing down his limbs and bones, and he even felt that he could hear the sound of being burned by charcoal, crackling and boiling his body.

But just hot.

It turned out that it was so hot that it didn't hurt at all.

His lips touched his ear lightly, and after a while his lips moved slightly downwards, and his body leaned half on his body. He couldn't remember how short that moment was, because he There is no way to think about the length of time.

The place where the soul resides in his mind has already spent countless days and nights, so now he is inevitably getting old.

His eyes fell on the outside, there was a silver platinum frost and snow outside the balcony, covering the sky and covering the sky, like an endless cold winter, only the person beside him was the only fiery Chuyang in this world.

He suddenly couldn't remember what the other party said just now, and only felt the other party's breath gushing on his earlobe and neck, hot and disorderly.

Let him also become disorganized.

"Yan... General?"

He heard his own voice leave the attached body, and shouted out of nowhere, even beads of sweat appeared on his nose.

However, there was no sound from the other party.

This made his heart hang high, then fall heavily, and so on.

But soon he got used to it, because the other party really didn't make any sound.

The person on the other side had already let out a faint snort, completely unaware of the thousands of waves he had just stirred up, and also completely unaware of what he had just said, and fell into a dream.

Shen Zhifan: "..."

His heart and all kinds of little emotions and thoughts fell into the mud, and when it was over, there was no donkey or cow to go up and kick a few times.

His legs felt a little sore from standing, his mind was dizzy, and he was dragging Yan Shuo's body with a blushing face, while embarrassingly trying to find a place for him to lie down.

Yan Shuo was already asleep.

...and fell asleep!

Male God, is it appropriate for you to be in charge at this time?

Obviously very inappropriate.

Shen Zhifan was so angry that he wanted to hum, but he still didn't say anything.

Yan Shuo's almost entire body fell on top of him. Although a grown man weighing more than [-] kilograms could not be said to crush him, it really wasn't much better.

It's impossible for him to drag the male god's face back to the ground, right?

Shen Zhifan sighed heavily, the kind that was physically and mentally exhausted.

The celebration banquet outside was very lively. Although the protagonist is not there, the protagonist is not important at all. He is too embarrassed to ask for help inside. There are a few lounges next to him. After thinking about it, he decided that it would be better to drag the male god there first.

Before that, he shook the male god's shoulder very seriously, but he didn't get any response.

... Really angry.

Shen Zhifan suddenly wanted to hit someone, he looked at the male god's face for a long time, of course he was not willing to hit him.

Oh, this is a male god.

God.

No matter how angry you are, you have to endure it, no matter how much you tease you, you have to endure it.

...but still very angry.

Shen Zhifan struggled with the anger in his heart and finally dragged Yan Shuo into the lounge. He turned on the light, and casually threw Yan Shuo on the sofa in the lounge like a bundle. After thinking about it, he felt it was wrong. Still covered him with a thick blanket.

After he was done, he went out and asked Lauren for some hangover soup, and put it next to the sofa.

In this way, Shen Zhifan felt that he had exhausted his benevolence,

There should be something good about me being so tired, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Zhifan felt itchy for a while looking at the slightly frowning man under the light.

Even though he was a little drunk, he was still very handsome.

It's just that it's really different from back then, maybe it's because of the change in hairstyle, Yan Shuo back then still had short, boring bangs, but now his hair is very short, close to the size of the board.

Shen Zhifan suddenly remembered a joke.

Some people are male gods if they keep their breasts, and some are wanted criminals if they keep their breasts.

Hahaha.

He smiled in his heart, but suddenly found that there was nothing funny, and felt a little silly, but fortunately he didn't dare to smile on his face.

He still hesitated to kiss her, but secretly took a photo.

Keep a memory.

What to commemorate, he suddenly thought of this question out of boredom.

To commemorate the first time the male god got drunk in front of him, it was the male god who said that to him.

Um, that kind of thing?

That's... Shen Zhifan blushed.

He covered his forehead in embarrassment.

He opened the door and walked out, saying goodbye to him silently.

The banquet outside was still very lively. It was obvious that the mecha department had suppressed it for too long, but now it rebounded very violently.

Faintly he heard some shouts.

"Let's go! Let's try the newest mecha now!"

"it is good!"

"Leave the mecha department!"

"it is good!"

"Tamp down the Emperor Planet!"

"it is good!"

Shen Zhifan was dumbfounded when he heard that, he didn't know that the dream of the members here was so grand and grand, but it's a pity that these drunks are now weak in limbs, confused in mind, with a free mouth to boast, and then lie here involuntarily.

"Find a beautiful wife!"

"it is good!"

The leader was obviously a bachelor, and Shen Zhifan couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that at this time, it would be good to shout whatever the rest of the drunks were.

"Find Yan Shuo for a fight!"

"..."

It was strangely silent, and it took a long time before there was a burst of laughter.

"Hahahahahahahaha I recorded it, hahahaha, you idiot!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha there are good plays, go and go, find adult fights!"

"The sixth one is awesome, let's go! Brother, I admire you!"

"...you, wait for me!"

...Shen Zhifan was slapped in the face every minute.

He smiled and walked out of the building slowly. The snow outside started to fall again, but it was warm.

Come back tomorrow.

Thinking this way, he made his first footprints in the snow.

Then he took it back silently.

Wait a minute, and he says he seems to have forgotten something.

...how did he go back?

No car and no one.

In the vast expanse of snowflakes, he froze, and suddenly realized that there were only a group of drunks here.

Hey, at least Yan Prayer was still alive 10 minutes ago, but unfortunately, Shen Zhifan glanced at the other party who was hugging and crying with Lauren now... His current level of drunkenness and emotions are obviously very incommunicable.

He could only send Shen Zhirou a text message that he would not go back tonight.

Shen Zhirou quickly replied: "Brother!!!!!! What's going on today!!!! What's going on in retirement!! I've been calling you and the phone has been turned off!! Are you still alive!!"

Shen Zhifan suddenly remembered that there were too many messages just now, so he set the mute, and only after scrolling up did he see Shen Zhirou's overwhelming text messages.

He smiled lightly, and replied: "It's okay, I can afford you anyway."

Then Shen Zhifan ran upstairs with a little excitement.

Ah, you can sleep in the same room with the male god openly and aboveboard!

He subconsciously ignored the other vacant lounges, and happily opened the door of the one that was still lit.

However, there was no one on the sofa.

He looked around in disbelief, but it really disappeared today.

A drunk, why did he suddenly wake up?

What the heck.

Shen Zhifan's calculation failed again, and he was very desperate.

He sighed, resignedly lay down on the sofa where the male god had been lying, hugged the thick blanket tightly, and prepared to make do with it for a while.

Due to the difficult conditions, he didn't care about his little habit of sleeping.

The night is already deep.

... However, a group of drunks outside were still singing. I don't know where the military song was. It was obviously very passionate, but it was sung like a pig-killing ensemble.

What is a pig-killing ensemble?Just kill a bunch of pigs.

Hey.

Shen Zhifan was lying on the sofa covering his ears, tossing and turning, very uncomfortable, thinking that if he was tossing around for another half an hour, he would just go out and drink two bottles of wine, and directly turn into a monster and goblin to fight with them.

But this time they stopped very quickly, Shen Zhifan listened in a daze for a while, and then stopped.

Oh, finally stopped.

Shen Zhifan pulled out a handful of hope out of despair, but unfortunately, before he was happy for 2 minutes, the door of the lounge was kicked open again.

Shen Zhifan: "..."

A large piece of snow drifted in. Although it was not cold, it was scary.

No matter how good-tempered he was, he was finally blown up. Just as he wanted to get up and see which pig-killer it was again, he was overwhelmed by the scene.

Although he was quite drunk just now, at least he looks like a human being, and the well-dressed general looks a bit messed up now.

The collar is crooked, the clothes are wrinkled, and although the eyes are open, they are obviously not awake.

What is more eye-catching is the large clump of weeds dug from nowhere in his hand, which is very fresh and has a large amount of warm frost.

Not only in the hands, but also in the body.

The whole person is very green.

Shen Zhifan looked at the drunk man dumbfounded, and saw the drunk man frowning tightly, walked to the sofa where he was lying on very seriously, and knelt down on one knee.

Shen Zhifan: "!"

Shen Zhifan sat up from the sofa all of a sudden, his mind was a little fuzzy again.

Then the general said with a very majestic and handsome appearance: "Here you are."

"...My lord, what is this?"

He paused for a while, as if he was also a little confused, glanced at the messy pile of weeds, and said aggrievedly.

"Flower."