Wake up, stop dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

After returning, Ge Lan just fell asleep, nothing happened, and was sent back to He Dahua's home.

After tossing around for most of the night, the patrol work is over, and it is almost dawn anyway.

Zuo Yan stood in the corner, squatting beside a plastic toy duck shivering.

Zuo Yan kicked it, and asked with his eyes, what the hell are you shaking.

The duck flapped its wings, and the little black bean's eyes were bulging, you don't care!

Zuo Yan: This duck has not grown up in the past few days, but it has become more and more courageous.

After Si Jia came out of the shower, he saw the two squatting in a corner and arguing.

Still clutching the poker in his hand, he was silent for a moment as they fought against the landlord in full swing.

Where did poker come from?

These two, can you understand what the other is saying?

He took out the wine bottle from the refrigerator and put it on the tea table. He poured out a glass of dark red liquid and shook it gently. There were circle after circle of ripples on the wall of the glass.

"I said, do you know how to play Fight the Landlord? Have you ever seen three two-man and two-king players?"

"Cuckoo cluck cluck."

"I can't control four!"

"Cuckoo!"

"It's as shameless as me to slap the palm and hide cards."

"Cuckoo!" Duck pointed excitedly at the bottom of his thigh, and there was a corner of a two card under his leg.

Zuo Yan rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who would have thought that you would play tricks and not play with you anymore."

The duck turned and followed behind him angrily, "Cuckoo, cluck, cluck, cluck!"

As soon as Zuo Yan stopped, he bumped his ankle and looked up at him.

Zuo Yan had a thoughtful and serious expression, which made the duck a little cautious, and he only heard him say in doubt the next moment.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Si Jia couldn't hold back his expression when he heard this sentence, and the duckling's simple and perfunctory plastic face could see the shocked expression.

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck, cluck!" You still talk to me if you don't understand!

The duck was about to die of anger, so it turned its head and went back to its nest.

It was the cat litter that Zuo Yan bought for him, like a small tent, with a zipper, and refused to talk to the mentally handicapped.

Zuo Yan said from behind, "Be careful not to suffocate."

The duck's little wheel was crunching and creaking, the first few days since the master was away, I missed him.

After recruiting ducks to tease dogs, Zuo Yan saw that Si Jia was drinking his drink again, the reason why he didn't say it was red wine, it didn't really look like it.

Red wine, is it that sticky?

"Boss, have you had dinner yet?"

"I'm eating." Si Jia took a sip of the liquid in the cup, his lips were stained with scarlet, which looked dangerous under the dim light.

Zuo Yan is used to his appearance, but in fact he was waiting for the next sentence. Logically speaking, courtesy should be reciprocated, shouldn't he ask, have you eaten?

are you hungry?Would you like some supper or something like that, but after a minute passed, the anticipation on his face froze.

Seeing him staring at him, Si Jia handed over the cup in his hand, "Want to drink?"

Zuo Yan sniffed it, but it didn't taste good. Si Jia probably wouldn't hurt him, so he took it suspiciously, just about to have a taste.

A hand appeared at the mouth of the cup blocking his movements.

If you don't give him a drink, you won't give him a drink. Why are you looking at him like this?

Zuo Yan touched his face, there was nothing dirty.

System: "No."

"Is there something wrong with this drink?"

System: "Don't worry, if he wants to do something to you, he doesn't need to take medicine."

Zuo Yan blinked his long eyelashes, "Well, I'm afraid of what I might do to him."

System: "You have changed, I remember you were not like this when I first met you."

Zuo Yan: "That's why I have been tricked by you until now."

The system wisely stopped talking.

During Zuo Yan's daze, he didn't notice that the distance between the two of them was gradually getting closer. When the breath hit his lips, he raised his eyes, and a pair of dark eyes were reflected in his eyes.

In the next second, the lips of the two touched each other like a touch of water, and a little red fell on his mouth.

It was a little itchy, Zuo Yan licked his lips subconsciously, the first reaction was a little salty, and after the mouth, it was a little fishy.

is blood.

"what about the taste?"

The taste is not very good.

Zuo Yan quickly picked up the water glass on the table and took a few sips of water, washing away the previous smell.

Even the person who looked at the person in front of him, shaking the blood cup and smiling, was a little scared.

What species is he, a vampire?

When it comes to blood-sucking, he has lingering fears. It is really a sequela brought to him by the previous dreams.

Under Si Jia's gaze, he subconsciously covered his neck, "Well, panda blood doesn't taste good."

He himself didn't believe it after he said it, so it was the same as saying that Tang Monk's meat was not good to eat.

Si Jia stood up, Zuo Yan stared at his movements, and when he walked around the sofa, he was about to rush out, but a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"I'm also very picky."

Zuo Yan: What does that look mean? You still feel disgusted?I am a national treasure!

System: "I'm in a hurry to bite you, you're a drunkard and you're not in the bar."

Zuo Yan: "Don't say it so bluntly, I will be shy."

System: "Hehe." You are shy, let me take a look.

Zuo Yan was slapped in vain, and he didn't know which of them had a loss.

After all this, he forgot to ask what happened to Zhengjiacun before.

Forget it, ask again tomorrow.

It was dawn soon, Zuo Yan struggled for five seconds, decided not to change clothes, not to take a bath, went back to the bed and fell asleep after touching the pillow.

The boy on the bed tore his collar in his sleep, the neckline was half open, and the quilt was kicked off the bed.

heat.

It was as if a raging fire was burning his body from the inside out, he was so hot that he was about to melt, and his burning brain melted into a ball of paste.

The next moment, the boy on the bed sat up, staggered off the bed, and left the room.

With half-opened eyes, he went straight to the coolest place in the house.

Encountering a closed door, he used a violent method to open it for the first time, holding the dropped doorknob, Zuo Yan seemed to wake up for a moment, the door was broken, and he had no money to pay.

Quietly stuffed the doorknob into the flower pot in the corner, and patted it with soil.

The duck who poked his head out when he heard the sound looked at him like he was looking at a mentally retarded person.

As soon as the door opened, the source of the cold air was getting closer and closer to him, and he jumped towards it happily, just like a big dog seeing the meaty bones it loves, and hugging it will not let go.

The whole body was surrounded, the cold feeling just relieved his burning heat, Zuo Yan's mouth was dry, and he bit it.

It's still hard after a bite, but it's much more comfortable to hold in your mouth.

The duck looked puzzled at him entering a room that didn't belong to him, sneaked up after him, and quietly lay at the door, seeing Baimao jumping up and down, hugging the man who frightened him, with his mouth still gnawing on his neck go.

The already torn clothes were torn into tassels by himself, and the key parts were not covered at all, and they were still twisting and twisting on the man's body.

And the man on the bed is not wearing any clothes at all, this posture, this movement...

Looking over with a pair of indifferent eyes, the duck immediately retracted its head, and slid away, accompanied by the sound of the door slamming.

The duck flapped its wings, whimpered, and ran to the balcony to sniff its nose in the moonlight.

Master, I miss you so much.