Living in different beds

After turning off the lights, he lay on the bed and tried to fall asleep... After working hard for more than an hour, Zhang Bai found that he had insomnia, and all the past, those painful pasts, and that childish self kept appearing in his mind...

He sighed, sat up from the bed, and walked slowly into the study.

The study has been where Wu Di has been working since Wu Di moved in. Zhang Bai took his computer to the camp bed next to him, wiped the tabletop, took a piece of rice paper from the bookcase, unfolded it, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote it with a large pen. With a wave, the four big characters of "self-inflicted and self-sufficient" jumped on the paper like a dog crawling.

Zhang Bai stood in front of the desk admiring it for a long time, and felt that the word "Shou" was a bit too short, so he drew a few more strokes, and when he was finally satisfied, he lay down on the paper and dried it, and took the rice paper to the bedroom.

There was no framing tool at home, so he directly pasted the rice paper on the wall opposite the big bed with scotch tape, lay on the bed and turned off the light, looked at the four blurred characters on the wall under the hazy moonlight, and exclaimed: You deserve it, you deserve it! It's really suitable for me to make mistakes and hate for thousands of years, ha ha.

But he found that the last bit of sleepiness was gone, and his mind was full of arrogant "self-indulgence". Zhang Bai hugged the big bear in his arms, touched the bear's nose, and murmured to himself, "You are the best, no If you say you love me, you won't hate me..."

After spending another hour on the bed, Zhang Bai sat up, turned on the computer, and planned to find a game to pass the night. He was hesitating among several games on the computer and didn't know which one to play. Suddenly, he saw a strange A shortcut.

"Sea Hunting Age"?

When did you download it?Zhang Bai thought for a long time before he remembered Ma Zhiming's bloody recommendation some time ago, and he was a little embarrassed, as if he hadn't played it since downloading it.

Perhaps because the download time was not long, the update did not take too much effort, Zhang Bai went to the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk and sipped it slowly, the update bar had reached 100%.

Just registered a new account to log in to the game, and there was a gorgeous and vast calm sea in front of me. A three-masted galleon with a tall mast was slowly approaching, and then the screen changed, and the sailboat was surrounded by pirate ships, and there were huge waves on the sea. The monstrous, successful sea battle belonging to the fourteenth century aroused Zhang Bai's blood.

Dozens of seconds later, the naval battle ended. The mottled and proud ship drew its sails to its full capacity, and quickly sailed towards the island full of treasures. Above the island, a round of red sun shone brilliantly.

There is no man who will not be attracted by that era. Zhang Bai quickly immersed himself in the game full of the sense of the times, slashing monsters, doing tasks and repairing ships. Two hours later, his villain has risen to level [-], and then Got stuck on a tricky quest.

After being puzzled, he went to the official website to take a look at the strategy, but he couldn't find the strategy, and his eyes immediately became straight.

The door panel of the official website is an original painting of a naval battle in a sea of ​​fire.naval battle!Ghost Ship!Invincible Menghu's original fantasy masterpiece "Hunting Age" game version, creating a new chapter in fantasy sailing games!

Zhang Bai spattered a mouthful of blood on the monitor, and banged his forehead heavily on the keyboard.

Half a day later, I raised my head, opened Baidu search with blood all over my face, and entered "Hunting Sea Era", and found more than 2000 million entries, all of which were "the author's invincible cute tiger".

Zhang Bai was stunned and stunned: Why can't we do anything without Wu Di's scourge?

Depressedly, I went to the living room to drink water, stood in front of the window and looked up at the night sky melancholy. After a long while, I finally felt better, but when I turned around, I saw the era of hunting seas on the computer screen again, and I let out a good mood Disappeared again.

While sighing sadly, suddenly the door rang a few times, then opened, and a tall man walked in with Wu Di supported.

Zhang Bai was taken aback, and rushed to meet him, "What's wrong with him?"

As soon as he approached, he could smell the smell of alcohol, and the strange man said contemptuously, "Too much alcohol, pour it down as soon as you drink it, it's really fucking useless."

Although he yelled and killed Wu Di every day, Zhang Bai admitted that he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard others despise Wu Di. He glanced at him and said, "Shadi has a good drinker, you must have drunk him."

"Tsk," the man clicked his tongue and looked at Zhang Bai, "I really care about him, why do you keep rejecting him?"

Zhang Bai choked, and looked up at the man, he couldn't help being amazed, as a man, he looks a little too coquettish!

Considering that staring at people is impolite, Zhang Bai turned his face away again, muttering, "It's not the same thing."

The two of them worked together to bring the drunk Wu Di to the bedroom. Zhang Bai effortlessly helped him take off his coat and sweater. Just as he was about to take off the shirt inside, the man grabbed his collar with both hands and pulled it hard. La……

Zhang Bai silently helped Wu Di: that shirt should be very expensive...

The other party tore Wu Di's clothes, but suddenly quit, muttering: I am a well-known Internet writer, why should I wait for you to undress?

Hearing the self-proclaimed, thinking about Wu Di's drinking companion at night, Zhang Bai turned his face away in pain: There is gold medal beef brisket in the front, and there is a young man in the back. Do you writers have to make me all disillusioned?

After undressing Wu Di and covering him with a quilt, Zhang Bai chatted to the young master, "Please send him back, it's already late, please stay at our house tonight."

The young master took a look around the room, squinted at him, and snorted contemptuously, "Do you have a third bed in your house? Do you want me to sleep on the sofa?"

Zhang Bai paused, "I can also sleep on the sofa."

"Forget it," the young master waved his hands idlely, "If I let you sleep on the sofa, your Huniu will definitely eat me."

Your Huniu... Zhang Bai's ears turned red quietly, "Well... have a cup of hot tea before you go, warm yourself up, it's still cold outside."

Young Master Xian despised him even more now, "Give me some tea at night, you don't want me to sleep anymore?"

Zhang Bai burst into tears from the bottom of his heart: This dead shemale, real people are more difficult to deal with than those on the Internet!

"Okay, okay, don't cry, the main reason for not drinking tea is that it's getting late, I have to go home quickly."

Zhang Bai retorted, "I didn't cry."

"Tsk tsk," Young Master Xian suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch his cheeks, "This little grievance makes me really want to pinch, yo~~~"

Zhang Bai looked at him speechlessly, the image of Young Master Xian in his mind was subverted overnight, from Queen Xian to violent transvestite, now he has become a pervert...

Young Master Xian couldn't get enough of it with one hand, so he squeezed both hands together. Zhang Bai was so painful that he almost burst into tears, and looked at him tearfully, "Screw your forehead, fuck..." (Let go of me, it hurts... )

Enough is enough, Young Master Xian patted him on the forehead relying on his height advantage, "Take good care of your man, I'm going home now."

Zhang Bai held his pinched red face with tears in his eyes, and did not forget to retort, "He is not my man..."

"Sooner or later, because of you, he doesn't even want me anymore," Young Master Xian walked out the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, put his coat and hat on his head, and took out a letter with the word "Xian" written on it. Putting on the mask, I actually put on my sunglasses at night, turned around and saw the stunned Zhang Bai, and kindly explained, "My son is very popular, if readers encounter it, it may cause confusion..."

Zhang Bai looked at his figure walking out the door, and said, "I just want to remind you that the lights in the stairwell are very dark, you have to be careful when you wear sunglasses..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a scream, Young Master stepped on the ground, and rolled down the stairs with a whimper...

Looking at the thin figure lying on the ground, Zhang Bai went home decisively and closed the door: he still has the energy to maintain the most perfect posture, it seems that he fell too lightly!

Worried that Wu Di would feel uncomfortable if he didn't take a shower after drinking too much, Zhang Bai walked into his bedroom with a basin of warm water, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and lifted the quilt to help him wipe his body.

It seems that he drank a lot, and Wu Di's neck and chest were all red. Zhang Bai wiped his chest to his lower abdomen with a hot towel in his hand, pulled off his underwear, and saw him lying obediently like a bird in the jungle. He got up and covered his bird with a hot towel.

That feeling must have been wonderful, Wu Di snorted suddenly in his dream, Zhang Bai thought it was fun, took the towel away, flicked it lightly with his fingers, and flicked it again...

Finally, he got into trouble.

Seeing that Wu Di was sleeping very restlessly suddenly, and his breathing became short of breath, Zhang Bai wanted to run away guiltily, but before he started running, he was wrapped around his neck by one hand and pulled away vigorously.

Zhang Bai didn't stand still, lying on Wu Di's chest in embarrassment, worried that he would wake him up, and hurriedly propped up the bed with both hands to stabilize his figure, but instead of waking up, Wu Di had a big dream, clasping the back of Zhang Bai's head with one hand , pressed hard, and the two of them gnawed on it, "Hmm... Bai..."

The strong smell of alcohol made Zhang Bai frown, but Wu Di, who was drunk, was so powerful that he clenched the back of his head tightly, his lips and tongue raging in his mouth like a storm, Zhang Bai whined and regretted.

Although he and Wu Di are not in a relationship, Zhang Bai's gay nature makes him irresistible to men, and he instinctively craves the warmth of Wu Di's chest. He picked up the water basin and fled.

Back in his bedroom, Zhang Bai leaned against the door, looked at the four crooked characters on the wall, covered his face in pain, and told himself with a wry smile, "Zhang Bai, don't be stupid, he can't accept the real you, he will definitely accept you. I can't..."

Turning off the computer that had been running all the time, Zhang Bai lay on the bed and waited for the dawn, when he suddenly heard a loud bang in the bathroom in a daze, jumped out of bed and rushed over.

I saw the washbasin and brushing cups fell all over the ground, and Wu Di was lying on the ground naked, still struggling to get up.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Bai couldn't help complaining.

Wu Di closed his eyes and replied, "Pee."

Zhang Bai was speechless, helped him up and took him to the toilet, "Use it."

Wu Di touched his waist with his fingers, and asked puzzledly, "Where are the underwear belts?"

Zhang Bai was about to faint, "You're not wearing underwear at all!"

"No, no, you have to wear underwear," Wu Di said seriously, still touching the belt of the underwear persistently.

Zhang Bai had no choice but to slap his hand away, "I'll help you take it off," he said pretending to pull at his waist, and then said angrily, "You can pee now, it seems that you haven't held back yet." ,cut."

Sure enough, Wu Di started to urinate, and when he finished, Zhang Bai wiped his front end for him, "Okay, go back to the room and go to sleep."

"No no," Wu Di shook his head, "I haven't put on my underwear yet."

Zhang Bai was dizzy, but he would argue with a drunk when he was full, so he made a gesture of lifting his pants helplessly, "Let's go."

"It's not done properly," Wu Di leaned softly on his body, stretched his hand underneath, held the utensil and put it around, and said solemnly, "When a man wears pants, he must arrange his penis..."

"..."

Zhang Bai is purely gay, so naturally he didn't dare to look at his lower body, and looked up at the ceiling in embarrassment.

After a long time, I didn't see him tidying up, but when I heard a strange voice, I lowered my head in doubt, and my face was covered with black lines.

I saw that the bastard actually held the utensil Shi Shiran, started to move it up and down, and let out an ambiguous panting sound in his ear.

your sister!Don't lean on me and masturbate, hooligan!