Monk, let go of that little zombie

It was Dong Mo who woke up first, and the moment he regained consciousness, he felt a little warmth in his arms. After opening his eyes, everything that happened last night scalded his scalp like an electric shock, and his body froze violently. .

After a while, he slowly lowered his head, and the person in his arms curled up into a ball, with his head resting on his abdomen, and the exposed skin was covered with bruises and purple marks.

Looking aside, the torn clothes were all from the beginning of Xia, and there were still some inexplicable spots on the bed sheet.Dong Mo's look became particularly ugly in an instant.

After drinking the cup of Lie Yan yesterday and found something was wrong, he has been using his consciousness to fight against the influence of zombie blood on him. He said he was dizzy, but in fact it was just his body unconscious. His consciousness is still very clear, and he can hear and feel the sound of the outside world, touch.

He knew everything that Xia Chu did. When he learned that Xia Chu actually called the young lady, Dong Mo was so angry that he almost lost control of his emotions. It is their usual method.

Later, when she tried to touch Dong Mo on the bed of the lady, Dong Mo opened her eyes with a flash of gold, and the frightened lady screamed, then ran away, and later, under the influence of the ubiquitous aphrodisiac in the air , he lost his will...

It was the first time Dongmo experienced such complicated emotions, and he didn't know how to deal with them.

Waking up in the early summer will cry loudly.

He seemed murderous last night.

He broke the sex ring.

Will Buddha forgive him?

Even under the catalysis of drugs, why is he so uncontrollable.

But this early Xia was like this, how could he still be angry with Xia Chu.

Mo Dong frowned deeply, fearing that Chu Xia would suddenly wake up, so he pushed Xia Chu's head back, rolled over and got out of bed, fortunately his clothes were still intact.

At the end of winter, he started to clean up the mess, picked up the leftover clothes on the ground and threw them into the trash can, and then went out with the room card.

Xia Chu's clothes are all torn, he needs to buy a set of clothes that Xia Chu can wear, and just now, the injury on the latter's lower body is much heavier than that on the upper body.

In this case, you should apply medicine.

At the end of winter, I went to a clothing store first, and got clothes and pants according to the size of early summer.But... you have to have panties.

He just saw that the underwear was also torn.

"Sir, what else do you need?" The shopping guide kindly asked when Dong Mo took the clothes and refused to leave.

It's rare to see such a handsome man come to buy clothes. This kind of handsome is not handsome in the general sense. It looks like he walked out of a painting. It's hard to imagine that this kind of person with no fireworks will come to the store. buying clothes.

Also bought a black one.

Dong Mo hesitated for a moment, his face was hot: "Did you obscene...pants?"

"Small pants? What small pants?" The shopping guide didn't realize it for a while, "Smaller pants? Yes, yes, yes..."

"No." Dong Mo was expressionless.

After a while, he said with difficulty: "The one worn in the innermost..."

The shopping guide suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean underwear, sir, you describe it..." I couldn't find a word to describe it, so the shopping guide simply said, "We have men's and women's underwear here, do you want men's underwear? ,what size is it?"

size……

Dry throat in late winter.

The shopping guide took a look at him: "I'll get you a large size."

"...a small size is fine."

Walking out of the store with the bag in hand, Dongmo secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then he turned into a pharmacy.

"Sir, what do you need?"

Dong Mo: "Abrasion medicine, do you have it?"

"What's the injury?" the doctor asked dutifully.

Scrapes are tricky.

At the end of winter: "..."

He pursed his lips, and a crack appeared on his ascetic and upright face: "I fell, the wound is a little sensitive."

Probably because Dong Mo's expression was too upright, the doctor didn't want to be wrong, and gave him the medicine happily. After Dong Mo bought everything, he went back to the hotel.

Xia Chu lay on the bed, changed direction, still curled up, as if in a mother's womb.

Dong Mo's memories are always good, even when he lost consciousness last night, he didn't know what he did at that time, but now that he has woken up, those memories are clearly presented in his mind.

Including Xia Chu's wrinkled face in pain, big eyes soaked with tears, but it made people want to bully him more and more, to bully him to death, he cried and shouted: "Stinky monk, dead monk, you f*cking light!" Come on, I beg you, take it easy..."

"Please, take it easy."

"It hurts, MMP, it hurts me to death, dead monk, you fucking wait!"

……

These words rang in Dongmo's ears from time to time, no matter how many times Dongmo recited Amitabha Buddha and how many times the mantra of purifying the heart was useless, it was still useless.

That's it.

Finally, he sighed deeply.

After cleaning up Xia Chu's body, fortunately Xia Chu is a zombie, and the wound is just red and swollen, which relieves Mo Dong's nerves a bit.He took out the medicine he bought, carefully read the instructions on it, squeezed out some ointment and put it in his nose, and after a while, applied the ointment to the wound.

After finishing all this, Dong Mo dressed Xia Chu, stood beside the bed, and looked at Xia Chu, who was obviously much more comfortable on the bed, with a rare look of hesitation in his brows and eyes.

"I was the one who failed you last night." He lowered his eyes and sighed softly.

Two seconds later, the hesitation in Dong Mo's eyes disappeared, he raised his hand, and slowly covered Xia Chu's forehead, closing his eyes.The place where Mo Dong's palms touched Xia Chu's forehead exuded a faint white light, and the white light reflected Dong Mo's flat and unwavering face, as if he had just descended from the mortal world.

But his face became paler and paler, and in the end, he looked pale.

This kind of mutation lasted for more than half an hour, Dong Mo finally stopped, he took two steps back slightly, his body trembled a little, he didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, he just sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating.

When Xia Chu opened his eyes, he saw such a scene, which made him jump. At least there is a sofa next to him. Isn't this monk stupid, actually sitting on the ground to practice.

As soon as he moved, he hissed.Why is my body so sore, especially my waist, it's so sore.Somewhere, with an awkward feeling, he suddenly widened his eyes, oh my god, did he have hemorrhoids? !

Just when Mo Dong opened his eyes, Chu Xia asked him: "Monk, what happened yesterday?...Why do I feel like I've been rounded all over again?"

Dong Mo's face was a bit weird, and after a while, he said with a straight face: "You insisted on drinking and drinking last night, got yourself drunk, and rolled back and forth on the gravel road."

"Yes, is that so?" Xia Chu was shocked and puzzled, he was so stupid when he was drunk?Thinking back carefully, I don't have half a memory, I only vaguely remember that he coaxed Dongmo into the bar, and then...then...

Xia Chu rolled his eyes, and there was nothing left.

I can't remember, my mind is blank.