The merman villain is a bit teasing [Rebirth]

There is a kind of wine in Shuangpan Town called Xueyu, which is ruddy in color and has a strong fruity aroma. It is served in a glass cup, and it is clear and thorough, like warm jade flowing.

Because it is located in the Western Regions, the dinner table was full of beef and mutton. After eating a few pieces of roasted lamb legs, Du Yanshu felt tired and panicked. He and Yinzhi walked on the long street to digest their food. The stall of Blood Jade Wine felt fresh, and I heard that the blood jade wine was sour, sweet, and refreshing, so I looked at it a few more times. Of course, Du Yinzhi knew his uncle's strange temper, and smiled slightly and took out the silver taels: "Boss , please come to two altars."

The boss knows that they are all immortal cultivators: "Master Dao, this blood jade wine from my family is not only delicious, but also activates the spiritual veins and improves cultivation. Arrived."

The theory of blood jade wine improving cultivation is naturally fabricated, but Du Yinzhi smiled and said: "Okay, take two more jars."

The boss saw that the guest took the bait, and smiled very attentively: "Okay, wait a moment, I'm going to bring out the best blood jade wine." There were four stalls of wine, Du Yinzhi took the wine, Du Yanshu saw that he was not idle, so he silently took out his purse and settled the bill.

In the end, perhaps because he was in a good mood after doing business, the boss looked at the two of them with a smile, and murmured: "I have lived most of my life, and I have never seen such good-looking people as the two young masters."

Hearing this, Du Yinzhi was overjoyed, showing his tiny canine teeth, and said to himself, "Yes, my uncle is very handsome." The voice was not too loud, and the boss didn't hear it, but he couldn't escape Du Yan. With sparse ears, he blushed immediately, and coughed embarrassingly, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

Du Yinzhi saw that his uncle's face was very cute, so he couldn't control his mouth for a while: "I'm telling the truth, don't be shy, uncle."

Du Yanshu didn't look at him, and quickened his pace: "Frivolous."

Du Yinzhi chased after him with the wine in his hand: "I only do this in front of my uncle."

"That makes sense—" Du Yanshu couldn't laugh or cry, but he wasn't really angry, and even felt a little...happy.

After a pause, he looked at the four jars of blood jade wine in his hand, and said again: "You bought so much, we can't take it to Miyan Island."

Du Yinzhi was puzzled: "Why did you take it with you? I can drink it tonight."

Du Yanshu frowned slightly: "Don't get drunk, you have to go on your way tomorrow." He had never seen Yinzhi drink before, and he was very apprehensive about his drinking capacity.

"Don't worry, uncle, I won't get drunk." Du Yinzhi's assurance was not convincing at all.

……

Although it was already April, the night in the desert of the Western Regions was very cold, the climate was dry, and there was no cloud in the night sky, making the moon look brighter and brighter.

Du Yinzhi unloaded his luggage, checked all the bedding and pillow towels in the guest room, and they looked clean, so he was relieved to let his uncle sleep.

"Uncle, why don't you go somewhere to drink with me?"

Du Yanshu washed his hands carefully and wiped his face, then said casually, "It's different where you drink."

"Of course it's different." She smiled brightly, with great interest.

"It's up to you, lead the way." To this little nephew, he had a cold face, but he couldn't help but soften his heart.

Du Yinzhi grinned: "Okay, uncle, don't move, I'll take you there." Then he picked up the four wine jars with one hand, and the two of them walked into the yard, Yinzhi snapped his fingers, and responded without any reason. Sheath, flew the sword, stretched out his hand towards Du Yanshu, and said with a smile: "Uncle, come up."

Du Yanshu didn't grab his hand, he threw his sword and stood by Yinzhi's side.

The moonlight is clear, Yu Jian travels at night.

The two flew for a while, and landed on the highest sand dune in the suburban desert. Standing here, you can see the glistening West Sea under the moonlight in the distance, which contrasts with the soft white sand sea that stretches as far as the eye can see. A strange sight.

Du Yinzhi sat on the white sand: "Uncle, look, is this the most suitable place to watch the moon and drink wine?"

Looking around, the vast sea of ​​sand spread to the coastline of the sky, Du Yanshu pondered for a moment, and said softly: "It's okay."

The pale moonlight all over the sky will make people feel vague and lonely. He retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and met Yinzhi's eyes.

Stared at by such eyes, a strange shivering feeling spread to all limbs and bones. Du Yanshu calmed down, sat beside Yinzhi with his clothes gathered, and added: "It's just too desolate, and it's still cold."

Du Yinzhi smiled, took off his outer robe and put it on the uncle: "With me here, the uncle will not be cold." As he spoke, he uncovered the mud of a jar of blood jade wine, warmed it slightly with spiritual power, and raised his head to look at it. Dakou: "This wine is as sweet as sugar water, I'm afraid it's not intoxicating."

"Take it easy, I won't be able to serve you when you're drunk." Du Yanshu also picked up a jar of wine and was about to drink it, so he raised the jar he was drinking to his lips.

"Drink mine, it's already warm." The night is cold and cool, it's best to drink warm wine.

Du Yanshu didn't shirk it, and took a big sip from Yinzhi's hand, lamenting that the blood jade wine was really fruity and light in taste, almost like fermented glutinous rice.

"Uncle, you are drunk, I will serve you."

Du Yan sneered and laughed: "You want to serve?" He turned his face away slightly, and met the other's gentle eyes that seemed to be dripping water, his heart skipped a beat, his smile disappeared, and he turned his head away uncomfortably.

"If you don't want it, I won't leave either."

"Childish." Du Yanshu didn't dare to look at his expression anymore, he just looked at the calm West Sea, the moonlight sank into the bottom of the sea, and the undercurrent was raging.

Maybe this soft atmosphere was causing trouble, the words quoted tonight always seemed to have other thoughts, which made him a little at a loss.

Du Yinzhi smiled without answering, took a few more sips of wine, and drank silently for a while. After drinking a jar of wine, he raised his eyes, and the blood-red tear mole at the corner of uncle's eye jumped into his eyes, and the bright red color turned into a A cluster of fire burned him fiercely: "I'm serious, this life is doomed."

After thinking for a while, he said: "In the next life, I will not leave."

"In the next life, in the next life...don't leave, uncle, just admit it." He smiled wickedly as he spoke.

"..." Hearing this, Du Yanshu finally affirmed that this fish, yes, really, drank too much!

Although the blood jade wine tastes weak like sugar water, it is full of stamina...

"Uncle..." His tongue couldn't be straightened.

"……kindness"

"May I ask you a question?" A pair of azure eyes were also foggy.

"No." Du Yan raised his forehead, he didn't want to answer Zuiyu's question.

"Then I also want to ask, I have been wondering for a long time."

"..."

"Uncle, are you frigid?"

"...?!" Is this drunk fish crazy?

"Really?" It turned out to be a question with concern.

"... Get out!" Du Yanshu almost poured a jar of wine on his face.

"Or is there any hidden disease?" His eyes were extremely serious.

"..."

"It doesn't matter, whether it's hidden disease or frigidity, I can cure my uncle, I swear!" He even raised three fingers, making an appearance of swearing to the sky.

Du Yanshu's face was flushed from holding back, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or angry, he seldom acted in anger, this time his patience really reached the limit, what hidden disease?Sexual frigidity?Have you been misunderstood by others?

He grabbed Du Yinzhi's lapel and wanted to punch him awake, but he felt that he didn't need to argue with a drunk fish. When hesitating, Du Yinzhi broke away from his hand and embraced him instead. In his arms, he tightened his arms as if to melt him into his flesh and blood.

"Uncle..."

"I really like you."

"I want to hug you, but I can't bear to let go after hugging you."

"I want to sleep with you, but you are always unwilling."

Du Yanshu, who was hugged tightly in his arms, was very desperate. It turns out that this little fish can talk sweetly and get into heat when he is drunk!

Du Yanshu just wanted to use his spiritual power to split the opponent, but he was caught by Yinzhi's small movements, and he sealed his whole body's spiritual veins in two or three strokes, making Du Yanshu not only unable to use his spiritual power, but even unable to move.

"..." Du Yanshu collapsed in Zuiyu's arms as if dead.

"Uncle, don't move around, let me give you a good hug."

"...I refuse." What's the use of his refusal, this drunken fish not only hugged him tightly, but also rubbed his forehead with its alcohol-smelling face...

A cautious and aggressive description...

Du Yanshu gave up completely, no longer trying to move.

"Uncle, can you let me speak the truth for a while?"

"...Quickly say..." Didn't you keep talking, if you don't really know what you say when you're drunk.

"Uncle."

Du Yanshu smiled coolly in his arms: "Do you still remember that I am your uncle?"

"Uncle, what are you thinking now?" Zui Yu's words had no logic at all.

"...I want to hit you, I want to go back to the inn." This is the truth.

Du Yinzhi pondered for a moment, then said in a daze, "Okay, let's go back to the inn."

Just when Du Yanshu was puzzled, how could I take you back if you don't untie the spirit bondage for me, Du Yinzhi snapped his fingers, and Wuwang got out of the sheath in response, he supported his uncle's back with one hand, and picked up his With his feet bent, he held Du Yanshu horizontally and took off with the sword on his body.

"..." Du Yanshu raised his heart in his throat. He had never seen anyone flying with a sword while drunk. With his appearance, could he know the way?Won't it go directly into the West Sea?

"Uncle, let's go back to the inn and sleep." To Du Yanshu's surprise, Yinzhi Yujian was very smooth after being drunk, and the fluency was almost the same as when he was sober. If there is any difference, the speed is also fast Suddenly, the surrounding scenery became blurred, and the lights under his feet turned into clusters of streamers, passing by in a single stroke.

After a while, Wuwang walked to their inn, but the speed did not slow down at all. Du Yanshu saw that the window of the guest room was getting closer, and thought something was wrong in his heart. Du Yin subconsciously protected his uncle in his arms, and sure enough, boom With a loud bang, Wuwang broke through the window and entered...

You're not a thief, why can't you walk through the front door...

As soon as Du Yanshu raised his head, he saw a bloodstain oozing from Du Yinzhi's forehead, thinking that it was caused by the broken wooden plank when he broke the window just now, he was angry and distressed, and said with a frown, "...Crazy people are in trouble. "Just as I was about to raise my hand to check the wound for him and wipe off the blood, I realized that I couldn't move now...

"You untie my spirit vein first, and I'll show you the injury."

Du Yinzhi looked at the uncle in his arms with burning eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay."

"..." This bump didn't wake him up?

"If you untie your spiritual veins, you will run away." Du Yinzhi said seriously, with a sense of grievance in his tone.

"...Huh?...Hello!"

Du Yinzhi threw the uncle in his arms onto the bed, while he stared at him in a half-kneeling posture, his eyes burning like he could burn someone.

"Uncle, let's sleep, hugging and sleeping."

The author has something to say: Quote: So is my uncle frigid?

Useless author: You will know when you try it

Quote: umbilical cord!

Waste wood author: You can't return the product after trying it

Quote: I wish I could push it on the couch every day, how can I return it?

Blind my useless eyes (//?//)

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