President's offensive and defensive battle

A room on the second floor of the villa has an oversized balcony, with European-style railings, rattan reclining chairs, a small round coffee table, and sporadic creeper branches protruding from the outside.

Zhang Qiling put the wine on the coffee table, turned around and found a feather duster from the corner of the balcony to dust off the dust on the recliner, and said to Wu Xie, "Sit down."

Wu Xie stared blankly at the two lonely bottles of wine on the coffee table, and asked hesitantly, "Where's the cup?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "There is no cup."

Wu Xie's eyes widened: "Then how do you drink it?!"

Zhang Qiling picked up the corkscrew and opened a bottle of wine, then took a sip from the mouth of the bottle and said, "Drink like this."

The amber liquid wet Zhang Qiling's lips, and a small amount of wine that was too late to swallow overflowed from the corner of his mouth, slowly slipped down, and was wiped dry by Zhang Qiling with his fingers halfway.

Wu Xie staggered her eyes blankly, her face was hot before drinking the wine.

"I've never seen whiskey blown against a bottle like beer..." Wu Xie muttered softly, opened another bottle of wine, and took a big gulp like Zhang Qiling.

Although whiskey was not as strong as vodka, it was unbearable to hold the bottle and pour it like this. Wu Xie reluctantly swallowed the wine in his mouth, and immediately felt a burning feeling spread from his heart to his whole body.

Seeing his frowning, Zhang Qiling smiled and shook his head: "You are not suitable for our job."

"Ah?" Wu Xie was still reminiscing about the rich taste of that big sip of whiskey just now, and didn't realize what Zhang Qiling's words meant at all.

"I said you have a poor capacity for alcohol." Zhang Qiling raised the bottle, tilted his head slightly and took a few sips, as if the bottle was not whiskey, but tea.

Wu Xie was so frightened that he hurriedly pressed his bottle: "Hey! You can't drink like this if you hold a lot of alcohol! Do you want to die?"

Zhang Qiling lay down on the rattan chair with a loose body, looking up at the night sky, his dark and bright eyes reflected the half moon.

Wu Xie put down the wine bottle, sat on another rattan chair and looked at Zhang Qiling. He knew why he lost control, but he still pretended not to know.

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Xie asked.

"He's with someone else." Zhang Qiling didn't hide anything.

His voice made Wu Xie feel a pain in his heart. Although he knew that the person was actually him, he still couldn't help being jealous.

"Hmph, what do I think of it as being broken in love? What's the big deal. Young master, I'm falling in love every day, okay? I don't give up on myself like you to drink away my sorrows." Wu Xie muttered.

"I didn't want to drink away my worries, you called me out." Zhang Qiling said.

"Hey? Do you blame me for saying that!?" Wu Xie straightened up and protested.

Zhang Qiling smiled, raised the wine bottle and touched him: "Drink."

Wu Xie reluctantly took a sip, his alcohol capacity was indeed not very good.

"Hey, the adoptive father you mentioned just now is Zhang Dahai?" Wu Xie tried to open another topic.

"Ah."

"I remember you also said before that you grew up drinking wolf's milk?"

"Yes."

"That is to say, what was reported in the gossip entertainment tabloid is true?"

"Ah."

"Then you..." Wu Xie hesitated for a moment: "Have you ever thought about going to find your biological parents?"

Zhang Qiling was silent, just when Wu Xie thought he would not answer, he said, "I never thought about it."

Wu Xie held the bottle and turned it around. He felt guilty for making him even more unhappy.

However, at this time, Zhang Qiling took the initiative to speak: "Do you believe it? Some people will throw their own children to wolves. My birth is not expected, it is just a burden. I am very independent, and no one needs me. Do you understand? That kind of everyone is in harmony, but I am the only one standing on the sidelines. Later, I began to resist deep friendship with others, and I could only scatter the extra energy into the game."

"Then, how did you fall in love with him?" Wu Xie asked.

Zhang Qiling turned to look at Wu Xie, and said, "Because he needs me."

In the past, Jisan had just started level 90, and everyone was busy doing task upgrades.

(Recent chat) (Naive Second Generation Ancestor): How do you upgrade alone?Shall I help you?

(Recent chat) (dumb Zhang): No need.

(Recent chat) (Naive Second Generation Ancestor): Then, can you help me?I've been beaten to death many times...

Later, dumb Zhang was busy planning to AFK.

(Secret chat) (Naive Second Generation Ancestor): Don't leave~!Who am I fighting with when you leave QAQ

(Secret chat) (dumb Zhang): ...

(Secret chat) (Second Generation Ancestor of Innocence): Come back when you're done!It's a deal!

……

The old past was scattered and scattered, so trivial that it could not even constitute a memory, but it spread Wu Xie's sense of guilt, and it was so heavy that it suffocated him.

After a period of silence, Zhang Qiling had run out of wine.

Wu Xie lowered his head, feeling very depressed.

At this time, a hot hand touched the top of his head, Wu Xie looked up in surprise, and found Zhang Qiling's face very close at hand.

The lips moistened by whiskey were less than 1 centimeter away from her. Wu Xie swallowed and asked hesitantly, "You, do you still know me, who is it?"

Zhang Qiling evoked a faint smile, his eyes were blurred, obviously drunk.

"Wu Xie, you are Wu Xie."

Wu Xie's body shook, and his whole body became stiff.

"Then, do you like me...?"

Zhang Qiling opened his mouth, then fell limply on Wu Xie's shoulder...

This person turned out to be the type to sleep when drunk?Wu Xie thought regretfully.

"But, I also need you, I need you more than me in the game..."

Whispering, the person in the dream cannot be awakened.

A light kiss landed on Zhang Qiling's hair, Wu Xie could and dared to do, that's all.

In Wu's house, Xie Yuchen was lying on the bed wearing Wu Xie's Rilakkuma home clothes and playing with his mobile phone. The soft bedding was spread under his body. He was so comfortable that he drowsy, but no, because the record was about to be broken!

hum- hum-

The record was interrupted by a phone call, and Xie Yuchen was a little angry.

"Hello? Daddy Haitang, are you asleep yet?" the other party said with a smile.

Xie Yuchen was taken aback for a moment, and took the phone in front of him to look at it. The name showed: Director Qi.

How did he know that his game ID was Haitang?

"Director Qi?" Xie Yuchen called him hesitantly.

The blind man sneered, and then asked in a deep voice, "Master Hua, I didn't expect that you still engage in online dating?"

Xie Yuchen: "..."

Done!

Wu Xie helped Zhang Qiling into the bedroom, stripped naked and stuffed him into the bed. The moonlight came in from the window, casting a soft light on Zhang Qiling.Wu Xie stared at his collarbone and swallowed three times, and then decided to be presumptuous for a while - let's hug and sleep together!

When the skin was attached to the skin, Wu Xie got goose bumps all over his body with excitement, and Zhang Qiling felt a little hot, which should be the effect of alcohol.Wu Xie buried his head in Zhang Qiling's neck like an idiot, and then lured him to hug him tightly. He gently sniffed his body, as devout as a believer, not daring to overstep the rules.

Probably because Wu Xie's body temperature was low, Zhang Qiling felt very comfortable in a daze, so he clung to him tightly and put his calf on Wu Xie's calf.

A strong ambiguous smell came out, and Wu Xie nervously touched the place three inches below Zhang Qi's navel... Eh, why is it still soft?

Wu Xie touched and touched unwillingly, so Zhang Qiling, who felt disturbed, turned over...

turned over...

body...

personal...

body……

A cool breeze blows from the air conditioner.

Wu Xie was lying on the wide double bed, weeping silently, like a little flower that was tortured by someone...

Zhang Qi Ling.

I wish you a lifetime of not lifting!