When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

Although Shangguan Qingrong wanted to avoid suspicion, but that Miss Valahar kept a close eye on him. On days when there was no class, she would either greet her in person or send someone to wait outside his door, no matter whether he wanted to study or something, Don't listen, just take people to the painting club for them to practice as models.

The president also seemed to be addicted to tossing him, and from time to time he came up with ideas for him to dress up as a goblin with his shirtless arms wrapped around a cane leaf;The members of that group of painting clubs were very generous, shouting about inspiration, passion, and painting for longer than usual, so tired that he didn't learn anything else well these days, but the level of holy light art is getting higher and higher. After letting people finish painting, they have to perform a spell on themselves.

It's also his unlucky luck. He just finished a painting that day, and before he was allowed to rest for a while, he was treating himself with the holy light technique. Don't tidy up the drawing board, he came up with a good topic again, let's continue drawing.

As soon as Shangguan Qingrong heard this, he knew that the president must have thought of another way to torment him. Anyway, he must not be able to run away, so he could be more righteous and ask him what pose he wanted him to pose.President Graf showed a strange smile, and instead of talking about the main topic, he chatted with him about his magic progress: "Drizzet, I see that your holy light technique has become more and more proficient, and now you can control magic power." Is it output?"

The more kind and gentle he was, the more confused Shangguan Qingrong felt, and replied vaguely: "It can only be cast, but the effect is not particularly strong, it is only enough to relieve fatigue, if there is any serious illness, it still cannot be cured."

"No, Drizzt, I don't want you to heal anyone, I just want to ask how long you can last with one cast."

"What the president means is not to let me draw for you while casting the anti-light technique?"

The president held his hand with one hand, wrapped his neck with the other, and said affectionately: "Drizzet, you are so smart, you can see through a little! You are a magician of the light system, if you can draw you surrounded by the holy light The appearance below, isn’t that the most suitable for your temperament? You also like your appearance on the picture very much? Don’t you want to record the moment when you are closest to God? At that time, in our art exhibition, all Every girl can see that you look like the son of the God of Light, you have to think about how overwhelming it would be to girls..."

I don't want to let the girl down, I just want to go back to the dormitory and get some sleep.Shangguan Qingrong objected silently from the bottom of his heart. Of course, before the joint decision of the president and other members, his objection was always invalid.

However, after listening to the president's eloquent introduction, he suddenly thought of a big thing-these students are also from rich families. If the paintings of their painting club can really hold an exhibition, more people with status will see them , I am afraid that his reputation will spread far.

Regardless of whether or not you can use this painting to form a bond with your beloved, there will always be a few more people who know that he is... a mage of the light system.He stretched out his hand to caress his smooth and jade-like cheeks, but he still couldn't calm down: there was nothing left of the beauty and beauty of the country in the previous life in this life.Thinking of getting acquainted with others because of this portrait, a shy feeling of "ashamed and unattractive" arises out of thin air.

When the president finished speaking intoxicatedly, he folded his hands in front of his chest, chanted a spell, and cast a holy light spell, covering his face with light, and asked, "Is this okay?"

The president's eyes lit up, and he immediately began to conceive the picture, but Miss Valahar's cheeks were dizzy, her handsome face was blushing, she looked at him affectionately, and was speechless.The other members of the club also compared their pros and cons, and figured out where they should start writing. Only the senior Oren walked up to him with a blue face and said firmly: "No, Guang Guang It's too bright, and I can't see the facial features clearly, if I draw it like this, it won't be realistic enough!"

Shangguan Qingrong had always been a little afraid of him, seeing what he said, he took the initiative to withdraw some of his internal energy, made the ball of light smaller, only illuminated the lower half of his face, and forced a smile to him: "Senior Oren, Is this okay?"

But I don't know what's wrong with that young master Oren, so he still refuses to spare him, and his face is even more ugly, "Don't you know how to get the light source? The dozen of lights from below make the shadow on your face very unnatural. It’s as ugly as a ghost! It’s such a simple truth that you only need to shoot from above, don’t you know that you’ve been in the painting club for so long?”

Although he yelled and scolded sharply, there was some truth to it, Shangguan Qingrong couldn't argue with him, so he raised his hands to his head and cast the holy light technique again.Before he could ask how the posture was, the senior reprimanded him again: "What kind of posture is this? It's really ugly when you raise your hands like this, don't you think? And your arm blocks It’s your face! You can only see such a face, if it’s blocked, what else do you want people to draw?”

This was too serious, Shangguan Qingrong didn't say anything wronged, Miss Valahar and several other girls couldn't stand it anymore, they stood up and surrounded Oren, and you criticized and educated each other.Although Ao Lun had a grim expression, he still didn't dare to speak back to the girl he admired. He just cast his venomous eyes on Shang Guan Qingrong when no one was paying attention.

Graf didn't care about the group's quarrel, and only seriously considered their painting problem.Although Oren's attitude was wrong, what he said was right. The holy light can only be released from his fingers, and it is not very good to get the light.With an idea, he asked Shangguan Qingrong: "Drizzet, can your holy light only be released from your hands? Can you let it be released from the outside of your body, just, uh, preferably from the top of your head, covering your whole body?" ?”

Shangguan Qingrong thought about it carefully, the holy light technique really can't do that, but the entry-level lighting technique that Fei Lun first taught him can be used as a substitute. I don't know if the president and the painters would dislike the light of the lighting technique Not as advanced as the holy light technique, so he tentatively said: "Although the holy light technique can only be released from the hand, the light technique can illuminate from the outside, but I don't know if it can be used?"

"Illumination? Try it."

Shangguan Qingrong opened his mouth lightly, and said "Luminol", where the inner force stimulated, a very bright little ball of light floated in front of his eyes.Lightly holding his right hand, he raised the ball of light about three feet above his head, and the light poured down like a layer of tulle covering his body.

The president lost his voice: "That's the effect, that's right, you push the ball of light a little further."

Shangguan Qingrong adjusted the position of the ball of light as he said, and stood up straight again. The president immediately told Oren and the others to stop their quarrel, put down the easel quickly, and draw the sacred scene in front of them.

This painting was drawn until late at night, and when everyone finished packing up, Shangguan Qingrong was already exhausted, even though he had given himself a holy light technique to relieve his fatigue, his spirit was still not good, and he almost closed his eyes and walked out the door went.Valahal and a few high-ranking girls saw it and felt pain in their hearts, and they all rushed to send him back to the dormitory.But Shangguan Qingrong always kept in mind the defenses between men and women, especially remembering that Miss Valahar was the girlfriend of Senior Oren who had already disliked him, and he would never forget them.After washing his face with water polo technique, his eyelids opened slightly, and he bid farewell to everyone and wanted to go back to the dormitory by himself.

When he was confused with several girls, Oren volunteered to take him home for some reason.Although he was indeed afraid of this senior, but with him in the company, he would be able to avoid going out with those girls, so he agreed, put away his never-used pen, ink and painting folder, and bid farewell to everyone , and walked to the dormitory of the Magic Academy.

Along the way, he intentionally avoided that senior Oren, and tried hard to refuse several times, saying that he knew the way back, and there would be no trouble.But Oren was obviously angry and didn't want to see him off, but he followed him closely all the time, refusing to go back by himself no matter what.

Shangguan Qingrong was extremely embarrassed, so he had to hurry up and walk ahead.Although he has no energy anymore, he is still a master of both magic and martial arts, and his internal energy is long. If he walks far, Oren's alchemist body can't keep up with him, so he can only chase after him hard.Walking straight to a garden not far from the dormitory, Oren finally couldn't help shouting: "Stop, stop, I'm exhausted!"

Shangguan Qingrong then stopped, still not daring to get too close to Oren, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I walked faster. Otherwise, senior, you should go back first, and there is no need to see you off."

Oren sat on the edge of the flower bed to catch his breath for a while, and then said with a sullen face, "Come to my house this Saturday afternoon!"

Although Shangguan Qingrong heard it, he felt that the words should not be addressed to him, so he hesitated for a while before asking: "Senior, you mean..."

"It means to let you come to my house on Saturday afternoon! Why, you can only go if a woman invites you, but don't you go if a man invites you?" Oren gritted his teeth and said, his expression was so fierce that Shangguan Qingrong suddenly thought that he had been captured by the ghost. Possessed.

"Then... well, I, I will try my best to arrange the time." Under Oren's gaze, Shangguan Qingrong agreed without much confidence.Only then did Oren restrain his aura, and still said unhappily: "Remember, don't be late! You don't need to tell others, I'll just invite you alone, don't make a scene known to everyone!"

After that, he stood up, shook his waist, kicked his legs, and walked towards the Alchemy Academy with weak steps.Seeing him walking away, Shangguan Qingrong slowly walked back to his dormitory building.As soon as he left, a dark figure appeared behind a pine tree in the garden, stalking far behind him, and entered the dormitory of the Magic Academy.

Saturday is a rest day, and the painting club only has activities in the morning. After being painted all morning, Shangguan Qingrong was about to go back to the dormitory to have a rest, but was dragged by Ao Lun, directly out of the school gate, and went to his house carriage, all the way to Lord Oren's house.Although he invited Shangguan Qingrong to go home for dinner, senior Oren's face was as ugly as ever, and he didn't take the opportunity to repair with Shangguan Qingrong at all. He just looked him up and down coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

Shangguan Qingrong sighed secretly, sat a little further away from him, his eyes only looked at the tourists outside the window, and he didn't dare to pay any more attention to Ao Lun, so naturally he couldn't see the sneering smile on the corner of Ao Lun's mouth.

Huh, Drizzt?Huberley, others don't know, don't I know your nature?Although your father suppressed your love affairs with the maids at home, it is not impossible for no one to find out.Do you think you can fool my Anna with your current identity as a light mage and the pretended image of a saint?dream!I Pascal?Oren will never let you deceive the world and a pure girl like Anna again!

When he got home, Oren managed to squeeze out some good spirits, and invited Shangguan Qingrong to have lunch.It's a pity that he didn't know that Shangguan Qingrong was still on a diet, and he didn't eat any kind of wine or meat. He only ate a few mouthfuls of vegetable salad, pretending that he was full, and refused to use a knife and fork.The wine was only raised for a moment, and it was put down even before the lips were wet.

Earlier, in order to reveal the true face of Shangguan Qingrong to the goddess in his heart, Miss Valahar, Oren made a special arrangement, put an aphrodisiac in the wine, and ordered someone to find a low-level prostitute to come to the house to wait for him. Shangguan Qingrong didn't take a drop of alcohol, so the medicine couldn't be poured into him.

The relationship between him and Shangguan Qingrong is not very good now, so what if he gave him a woman in such a shameless manner, what if he cared about his image and didn't want it?Then wouldn't he be unable to expose the true face of this hypocrite in front of Anna?

Oren was troubled for a while, but he had no choice but to go to the kitchen and add his secret aphrodisiac to the coffee—even if he doesn't drink or eat, he must drink some coffee, right?If that Drizzt still refused to drink, he could only pretend to be annoyed and force him to drink it.He thought about it in his mind, but he finally felt that the other party's dual cultivation of magic and martial arts would not be easy to do by force, and it would be better to trick him into drinking it himself.

After the coffee was served, Shangguan Qingrong really didn't suspect him, although he thought it tasted bad, but since it was served by the host and it didn't hinder his weight loss plan, he squeezed his nose and drank it in one gulp.Not long after drinking it, he felt groggy on his head, and his body was limp and lacked strength.

Oren had a very precise grasp of the medicine he had refined. He looked at the time and found that it was the time when the medicine began to take effect. He ordered two servants to carry Shangguan Qingrong to the room he specially prepared— There is a passionate beauty waiting for him in the room.After putting Shangguan Qingrong on the bed, the two male servants went back to report to Oren with knowing smiles.

Oren looked at the time, it was already a quarter past two, and it was almost time for Anna's carriage to arrive, so he asked the servants to wait outside.His parents are going to the palace to attend the ball today, he is the only one at home, it would be best if Anna could see that Drizzt?Hubley's ugly appearance, and then he can gently comfort her when she is hit, and then leave her at home for a light meal, and then his parents will come back, just to let them have a good time for Anna Impression, in the future, he can propose to Count Valajar...

Standing in the living room, he listened to the servant report that Miss Valahar's car had arrived at the door, he finally let out a breath of gloom, and his face became much more pleasant.Just as he was adjusting his clothes and was about to go out to meet his beloved girl, there was a sudden scream from the room where Shangguan Qingrong was. He raised his eyes to look up the stairs and saw a flash of light. The prostitute he hired ran out in disheveled clothes, shouting incessantly: "Monster! Magic! It's terrible!"

Seeing that Anna is coming, is this woman going to ruin his business?Without hesitation, he asked his servants to ask what happened to the woman.Soon, the servant came back and reported that the woman was frightened by magic, and she was unwilling to enter that house again and approach Shangguan Qingrong.

Oren became furious, ordered someone to take the woman down, and went to see what happened to Shangguan Qingrong himself.He didn't give up thinking: Even if Anna couldn't see what he was doing with the low-level whore, as long as she could see Drizzt?Huberley's disheveled ugly appearance can at least make her wiser and stop thinking of him as a good man.

He didn't delve into how that woman was frightened by magic. After all, Shangguan Qingrong is a magician. For the sake of family, I began to pay attention to my own identity.

When he entered, the great magister Fei Lun was actually performing a healing technique on Shangguan Qingrong. The woman was also frightened and fled when she touched the pendant on Shangguan Qingrong's chest and was bounced off by Fei Lun's sudden magic.But as soon as Oren approached the room, Fei Lun vigilantly hid back in the chain of Emra, and he was unable to completely cleanse Shangguan's face from the remaining poison.

As soon as Oren entered the door, he saw the disheveled Shangguan Qingrong lying limp on the bed.Seeing the embarrassment of the rival in love, anyone should appreciate it and laugh at him by the way. Oren arranged it for a long time, and now he saw the result with his own eyes. Although it is not satisfactory, it is worth walking up to him and watching carefully. .

At this time, Shangguan Qingrong's medicine effect has been relieved, and his mind is much clearer, but his whole body is weak, so he can only let Oren approach step by step, his playful eyes linger on his messy clothes and his skin exposed in the air .The woman had almost stripped off his clothes before, and kissed his neck and chest for a long time, leaving some deep and shallow marks, against his hot pink complexion, showing a coquettish taste.

Oren was overjoyed, reached out and grabbed Shangguan Qingrong's broken hair, forced him to meet his eyes, and mercilessly laughed at him: "Saint Drizzt, this is what you do, in my house, molesting my wife Maid?" He said, stretched out his hand to caress the hickey marks on Shangguan Qingrong's body, and said even more harshly: "A womanizer like you dares to advertise that he is not a womanizer, and dare to use this name to be in the house." Taking advantage of so many girls in the painting club..."

Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Qingrong couldn't bear the burning of desire anymore, grabbed the collar of his shirt with his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his waist, lifted his body slightly, and kissed the name in front of him who somehow seemed to be A majestic and ruthless man.The kiss was deep and long, and he didn't let go of the man in front of him until he couldn't breathe, but the part under his body became more and more uncomfortable, his waist arched upwards, and he kept rubbing against the man on his body, and his legs also wrapped around him waist, begging him to comfort himself more.

At this moment, Oren felt as if he had been struck by lightning, he covered his lips with one hand and supported the mattress with the other, trying to avoid Shangguan Qingrong far away.His face was as red as blood, the veins on his forehead kept jumping, and he was flustered, and he felt that there...he had a reaction!He was facing a man, or facing his rival in love... Oren was so ashamed and angry, but Shangguan Qingrong just pulled him, obsessively, and refused to let go.

There were already voices in the corridor outside. He was the one who told the housekeeper to bring Anna in to see the lewd image of Shangguan Qingrong. Now that he is here, he must not let her in... He was furious and moved the Shangguan Qingrong grabbed both hands and pressed them on both sides of his head. He also stood up, knelt down on the bed with his right leg, pressed down on the leg that was wrapped around Shangguan Qingrong, and shouted sharply: "No one is allowed to come in!"

It's a pity that no one listened to him. The door was kicked open with a "bang", and a tall black figure rushed in first. Just as he was about to go in, he saw the scene on the bed, and immediately turned around and told the person who was following him to come in. Ana pushed it out, shut the door tightly, and hit the slam lock.

Shangguan Qingrong's clothes on the bed were disheveled, revealing a large area of ​​abnormally pink skin, and there were several pink bruises on his neck and chest. His face was even more teary, his expression blurred, and his lips were slightly swollen from being kissed.And Oren was pressing on him tightly, imprisoning him on the bed with his hands.

Such a scene, but what else can one think of?He walked forward with a blank face, ignoring Oren's nervousness, grievances and excuses, and cast a freezing spell on him, and threw Oren frozen in the ice to the ground, on the head of Shangguan Qingrong. A burst of ice water was sprinkled on it.

When his eyes finally regained some clarity, Miroki asked sympathetically, "Do you feel better? Can you cast a Holy Light spell on yourself?"

When Shangguan Qingrong saw him, his eyes turned red, his face turned pale, tears flowed silently down his cheeks, he nodded his head with all his strength, recited the mantra silently, and cast several holy light spells on himself.After the treatment, he felt better. With the help of Mi Luoqi, he sat up slowly. First, he begged him to turn his back and stop looking at him. He lowered his head and began to tidy himself up.

At this moment, the door lock was unlocked again. Anna pushed away the housekeeper who was nervous about her young master, and rushed into the room, taking a panoramic view of the ice sculpture on the ground and the clean appearance of Shangguan on the bed.

Shocked by such a situation, she couldn't move a step, looked at Shangguan Qingrong, her eyes showed a thousand tenderness, infinite pain: "Drizzer, don't... don't worry, forget about it, I won't tell others." She didn't know what to say, she stared blankly at Shangguan Qingrong, her heart ached, and she shed tears.

Shangguan Qingrong put on his clothes, dragged his still hot body, and comforted her in turn: "Actually, it's not the fault of senior Oren, I just feel a little uncomfortable, he, he just wants to see if I'm... all right Yes, Senior Sister Valahar, nothing happened, nothing happened."

Such a good woman, why should he compete with her?He had heard clearly just now that Senior Oren just wanted to humiliate him, and even disdained his body... He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, cast a fireball on Oren, and smiled wryly He apologized to him: "I'm really sorry, Senior Oren, I was a little uncomfortable just now, and I caused you trouble." He almost, almost raped his senior, and caused him to be misunderstood by his fiancee...

"It's all my fault, it's all a misunderstanding, really, Senior Sister Valahar, Miloki, please, don't mention this to others..." He didn't want to stay here for a second Go down, wipe away the tears, use the inner strength under your feet, run out of the house, and in a blink of an eye, run across the hall and courtyard, and run all the way to the street.

Miloch looked at Oren coldly, and said in a deep voice: "For Drizzt's sake, I pretended I hadn't seen what happened today. I hope you can take care of yourself!" I went to find Shangguan Qingrong.

Looking at Oren in pain, Anna was full of anger but couldn't vent it. She sighed long, clenched her fists, and said in a deep voice, "I... actually understand what you're doing. I, I thought about it too. , find a way to get him. But, you are a man, how can you be like this, like this..." She finally couldn't continue, stomped her feet, and finally had the courage to say the following: "He... still maintains Yours, me, I will not tell this matter, you can do it yourself!"

After saying that, he blushed and ran out, got into the carriage, and asked the coachman to look for Shangguan Qingrong and Mi Luoqi along the road they left.

The author has something to say: Originally, I wanted to write it with a little more style, but somehow it became a WW local drama, what a pain! !Ah, the update will stop tomorrow, sorry, I still have to do an assignment for my brother, and I have to give it to him tomorrow.

Changed a BUG, ​​I made a mistake when I wrote it, it seems that I am too careless about the female supporting role.