Chaotic Qin

When Qin Zichu saw the child with drunken eyes, he thought it was Ying Zheng, but the boy whose face he pinched was Gan Luo, who was nearly five years old.

Gan Luo's advanced development direction is the brain.

His body was no different from other five-year-old children, he was suddenly suppressed by Qin Zichu, he lay on his back on the ground moaning and couldn't even get up.

"Daddy, help me." Gan Luo soon felt that he was out of breath.

He struggled outward with red eyes, but his father Ganzi needed his support when he went in and out on weekdays, so he couldn't be busy at all at this time.

The room was full of drunken chatting and laughing diners, and no one noticed Gan Luo's predicament for a while.

A figure with wind and frost strode in from the door.

What caught his eyes was Qin Zichu holding a child tightly in his arms and not letting go, and kept yelling "Azheng, Ahzheng".

Ying Zheng's complexion sank for a moment, and he strode forward, raised his hand and grabbed Qin Zichu's collar by the back, pulling him up from Gan Luo's body.

He glanced at Gan Luo coldly, and then supported Qin Zichu to sit on the low table with completely opposite gentle movements.

Ying Zheng turned his head and complained to He, "Why did you let father drink so much? He didn't know how to help him to rest when he was drunk."

As Qin Zichu's personal maid, Ying Zheng found out that Qin Zichu was drunk. Whether Qin Zichu wanted to get drunk or not, as long as he failed to prevent his master from getting drunk, everything would be He's fault.

He knelt down in front of Ying Zheng and said softly, "I know I was wrong, please punish me, young master."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and immediately ordered: "Prepare the hangover soup. I'll take my father down to rest."

After finishing speaking, Ying Zheng didn't know how the people present would react. He hung Qin Zichu's arm around his neck, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and walked towards the backyard with the other around Qin Zichu's waist.

Ying Zheng's current height is still a head behind Qin Zichu's, but he has practiced martial arts all these years, coupled with his natural strength, he can support Qin Zichu's thin body effortlessly.

Qin Zichu staggered and leaned on Ying Zheng, and every two or three steps he took, he began to sit on the ground, forcing Ying Zheng to adjust his posture back and forth to pull him up.

"... Ah Zheng? Hmm~ Ah Zheng..." Qin Zichu turned his face sideways and leaned hard on Ying Zheng's shoulder, struggling back and forth with the palm of his wrist.

He said vaguely: "Ah Zheng, you are so powerful, you have wiped out South Korea. Uh——!"

Qin Zichu suddenly let out a wine belch, and the choking smell of wine mixed with the smell of food sprayed on Ying Zheng's face, making him frown more and more.

After finally walking into the room, Ying Zheng threw Qin Zichu into the thick bedding not so gently.

He turned his head and said angrily: "Prepare water, I want to take a bath with my father!"

After finishing his speech, he didn't wait for He to leave, and sat directly beside Qin Zichu, reaching out his hand to take off his clothes that were covered in alcohol smell all over his body.

Immediately, Ying Zheng simply wrapped Qin Zichu up with a quilt, and carried him into the bathroom on his back.

Now Qin Zichu's whole body seemed to have been emptied out, and he fell down wherever he sat.

Ying Zheng didn't dare to let him into the tub alone, for fear that Qin Zichu would drown himself if he didn't pay attention.

"Zi Chu, lean on me." Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Qin Zichu's smooth shoulders, and with one hand he struggled to tie the knot of his shirt. It took him a while to tear off his coat.

Qin Zichu snorted softly, rubbed harder on Ying Zheng's body, squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand to grope from Ying Zheng's chest all the way to his back.

He muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's not like the type I like, it's too short."

A warm body embraced his entire chest, Ying Zheng's body stiffened suddenly, and the palm that was pulling the belt trembled.

But when he heard Qin Zichu's words clearly, his expression suddenly sank.

Ying Zheng kicked off his pants hastily, and pushed Qin Zichu's body backward. The weak Qin Zichu immediately fell back into the bathtub.

Ying Zheng jumped into the tub suddenly and grabbed Qin Zichu.

Qin Zichu immediately grabbed Ying Zheng's shoulders, and refused to let go. His whole body was completely pressed against his chest, even his legs were wrapped around his waist.

Ying Zheng's body couldn't help becoming stiffer.

He is immature now, and he really doesn't have the ability to do certain things, but his inability doesn't mean that Ying Zheng doesn't want to.

Ying Zheng thought too much!

Qin Zichu just hung on him defenselessly, and the two of them leaned on the warm water with their chests pressed against each other. Ying Zheng had a strong urge to break open his body and buy himself in.

But now he can only support Qin Zichu's slender waist with his whole body stiff, preventing him from sitting still and choking when he collapses into the water.

There were bursts of itching in the nasal cavity, and Ying Zheng raised his neck and leaned against the wall of the bathtub speechlessly, calming the wildfire that seemed to have spread in his mind.

But Ying Zheng soon discovered that the drunk Qin Zichu was much smarter than when he was sober!

His cheek resting on Ying Zheng's shoulder with his head tilted moved slightly, his lips brushed against Ying Zheng's neck, and he suddenly exhaled hot air, and whispered in a voice full of temptation, "Do you want to do it?"

Ying Zheng felt like he was going crazy—is this what Qin Zichu looked like when he was drunk?How does it seem that the whole person has changed!

"...Why don't you do it? Spoil the fun..." Qin Zichu muttered again.

He rested his head weakly on Ying Zheng's shoulder, moved his right hand around his back to his body, held the half-hard part, squinted his eyes and rubbed it.

Every movement of Qin Zichu's palm touched Ying Zheng's waist, but Ying Zheng couldn't react.

Damn young!

The warm and moist breath blew rapidly on Ying Zheng's neck, causing a layer of thin bumps to form on his body.

Qin Zichu seemed to have forgotten what he said before, and bit Ying Zheng's neck lightly with his lips unsatisfactorily, sticking out his tongue from time to time to slide across the skin of his neck.

"Hmm~" A long moan came out of Qin Zichu's nasal cavity.

He let go of his palm and fell back into Ying Zheng's arms limply, hummed a few times in a daze, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Ying Zheng sat stiffly in the bathtub until Qin Zichu fell asleep. Finally, he slowly let go of his tightly clenched palms, and placed the palms that had been deeply indented by his nails on Qin Zichu's back.

He measured Qin Zichu's body with his palms, and put his hands flat on his shoulder blades, rubbing them inch by inch.

With the palm of Yingzheng's hand, he supported Qin Zichu to turn around and leaned against the wall of the barrel. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against his spine.

Qin Zichu suddenly let out a low moan.

Ying Zheng paused, opened his mouth suddenly and took a sip, then closed his teeth and left a red bite mark on it.

"Ah!" The sudden intense pain made Qin Zichu scream out.

He finally woke up from his drowsy state.

"Ah Zheng?" The only one who dared to bite him suddenly was Ying Zheng, and Qin Zichu didn't hesitate when he opened his mouth to call out the name.

His attitude made Ying Zheng smile happily, and he let go of Qin Zichu's body pressed against the barrel wall.

Qin Zichu drank too much, in fact, he is still a little dizzy now.

He turned around and touched his arm behind his back, rubbing the wound lightly, and frowning: "Why are you biting me? Ying Zheng, I remember we talked about relationship issues, and I don't bother to say the same thing. Second time."

With a natural expression, Ying Zheng raised his finger and pointed to a cloud of cloudy white liquid in the water, and said in a low voice, "Is that how you keep your answer?"

Qin Zichu looked in the direction of Ying Zheng's fingertips.

His face flushed instantly, and he said awkwardly: "...how could this happen, I didn't, uh..."

"You took the initiative to seduce me. If it wasn't for my young body, I'm afraid you would beat me up now." Ying Zheng didn't follow Qin Zichu's side, but supported him to sit against the barrel wall.

Ying Zheng swung the water back and forth to scrub his body.

He had never felt that his body was so dirty, and the half a year of marching with him made him understand that the life in Zhao country was not the hardest, and the soldiers at the border were harder than him.

Although he still didn't have much strength in his body, Qin Zichu's brain finally broke free from the control of alcohol.

He fixed his eyes on Ying Zheng, scanned up and down carefully, and suddenly raised his hand to pat Ying Zheng's arm, and said softly, "Ah Zheng, stand up. Let me see how tall you are now."

Ying Zheng stood up, and the warm water immediately scrambled over him and rolled back into the bucket.

After struggling for a long time, Qin Zichu still couldn't stand up because his hands and feet were weak. He stretched out his foot and kicked Ying Zheng, and said in a low voice, "Pull me up."

Ying Zheng bent forward, grasped Qin Zichu's upper arm, and pulled him up from the water. His thin body, which was a head taller than him, appeared in front of Ying Zheng without any cover.

Qin Zichu tremblingly raised his hand to compare Ying Zheng's height, and suddenly smiled and said, "Ah Zheng missed the appointment."

"I'm late." Ying Zheng nodded, and he looked up at the smile on Qin Zichu's face.

Qin Zichu suddenly stretched out his hand at this moment, and took the initiative to hug Ying Zheng's shoulders.

He raised his hand to stroke the long black hair on the back of Ying Zheng's head, and sighed softly, "I haven't seen you for half a year, Ah Zheng has grown taller again."

If you don't seize such a good opportunity, you are more stupid than a pig!

Without hesitation, Ying Zheng raised his arms to hug his coveted waist, and let out a sigh of enjoyment in his heart.

Qin Zichu's gentle voice penetrated into his ears: "Ah Zheng, when I heard that the war started, I was always worried about your comfort. It's great to see you come back healthy and healthy."

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking the question in his heart: "Zi Chu, do you miss Zhen?"

Qin Zichu smiled and said softly: "Of course I miss you very much. Have you seen Ganzi's son? He is really a smart, cute and sensible child. Watching him grow up day by day, I can't help but guess that you are What did Borderlands do again? Then I felt like a worrying fool. Although I am always worried about messy things, I know you will come back alive."

At this point, Qin Zichu suddenly stopped.

When Ying Zheng felt a little disappointed, he suddenly continued, "You have never let me down before, and this time too. When I read the battle report, I was not only not disappointed, but also very surprised."

"What's the surprise?" Ying Zheng asked with some doubts.

Qin Zichu said calmly: "You let me witness the history of China's unification."