The world after waking up is too difficult

Shi Xia subconsciously took the wine glass. He still thought of himself who drank too much last time, and said in a low tone: "I can't drink too much."

Otherwise, if you drink too much, you will make a fool of yourself.

Ao Jingyu drank his own cup in one gulp: "Well, drink less."

"..."

Shi Slot's eyes widened, drink less, why did you drink it straight away?

Ao Jingyu poured himself another cup and touched the kid's cup: "Cheers!"

I just stared stupidly during the time gap, my boyfriend seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person, with evil charm between his brows and eyes, the sharp aura disappeared, and his cynical appearance was provocative in every move.

Seeing the aggression in his eyes, there seems to be a golden light shining in the bottom of his eyes.

"Aren't you going to drink?" The lips seemed to be bewitching.

Time Slot blankly poured himself a cup.

"Cough cough cough..."

As a result, I drank too quickly and choked.

A glass of water was brought to his mouth, and a smiling voice sounded in his ears: "What's the rush, no one is robbing you."

Familiar voice, familiar concern, but there is something different.

Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, his boyfriend didn't drink too much, did he?He thought about it belatedly, and then denied it himself.

No, I only had two drinks.

I can't think of a reason, but the Spring Festival Gala has already started, and the various programs of human beings are very joyful, and I can watch them with gusto during the time slot.

Unconsciously, he drank a lot of wine in his hand, but he didn't reach the level of intoxication. He was still clear-headed, but a little unconscious, and his cheeks felt a little hot when he felt dizzy.

"Are you still drinking?" The wine bottle approached the empty glass again.

Shi Slot shook his head: "No." If he drank any more, he would be really drunk, and now he is in a good state.

"Alright."

The bottle was returned to its place.

There are fewer and fewer small snacks on the coffee table, and the sofa is filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, as if people are wrapped up from everywhere and have nowhere to escape.

Time Slot caressed his face lightly, the programs on TV did not know when they were no longer attractive, the red and fiery colors were a bit dazzling.

The seat next to him suddenly sags a lot, and someone is getting closer... I don't know if the alcohol is causing the trouble, but in a trance, he also began to expect something to happen.

The approaching figure smelled faintly of alcohol, and Zhang Yang seemed to be tempting him to do something in the air.

At this moment, the cell phone in the corner of the coffee table rang, and the ringtone broke the ambiguous atmosphere.

Time Slot crawled over and picked up the phone, it came from a certain Jianmu boss.

"Brother Wancheng, happy new year." He did not return to his original position, but sat in the corner of the chaise longue on the sofa, with a smile on his cheeks flushed after drinking.

"Happy New Year, little time, Lao Ao will be with you, and bring me a Happy New Year too, I hope you will love until you grow old!"

Speaking blessings to the other side, the serious look is a bit unaccustomed to time slots, "Where are you, Brother Wancheng? Do you want to come over to celebrate the New Year together?"

He is a sincere invitation, and he is also a friend of his boyfriend.

"I won't go, I'm having fun outside, surrounded by handsome men and beautiful women..."

"..."

Later, you chatted nonsense with each other. Most of the time, it was mainly Wan Tengmu who was talking. In fact, they didn't spend much time in contact. Most of the time was choked and unable to speak. The one who spoke.

Sometimes he felt that if Brother Wancheng met Duhu, there would definitely be a lot of chemical reactions, and he didn't know who would choke whom in the end.

Wan Tengmu was joking and talking about what he had seen and heard, giggling while listening to it, and fell into a firm embrace with a smile, with a pair of big hands attached to his waist, tightly confining him.

"Hic...", the time-slot laughter was suddenly interrupted, and a hiccup came out of it.

"You're eating a little too much. Be careful with your beer belly." A teasing voice came from the half-raised mobile phone.

Ao Jingyu grabbed the phone with an expression on his face: "You talk a lot?"

The voice suddenly changed, the other side was stunned for a moment, and then exaggerated laughter sounded again: "Old Ao, why are you snatching our cell phone when we were young? I was talking to him."

There was danger in the low voice: "Your home?"

"Okay, okay, your home, your home, can I say something wrong, you..."

With a beep, the phone hung up before the other person finished speaking.

Slot: "..."

"Isn't that good?" said weakly and super softly.

Ao Jingyu turned his head and stared at the little monster in his arms, with golden eyes looming in his eyes: "What's wrong? You still have more to say?"

It is a bit dangerous to ask the truth, and the time slot is full of desire for survival: "No, I also think I should hang up."

He seemed to feel that the expression of loyalty was not enough, and he added: "Brother Wancheng talked a little too much."

Wan Tengmu, who was happy far away in the province, sneezed suddenly.

Who?

Who is still scolding him for the New Year?It's so immoral.

Someone still misses him?

No, he has greeted everyone who should be greeted, he has even greeted those nodding acquaintances.There is no demon who can be more human than him.

In villa No. 721, the little monster on the sofa expressed his loyalty and opened his eyes wide and waited for a compliment. A satisfied laugh came from above his head, and the little curly hair was rua.

Time Gap quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the baby was scared to death.

Before he breathed a sigh of relief, the familiar dangerous voice sounded in his ear again: "What did you call him just now?"

"Huh?", is there any problem with the address?

Shi Xia had to answer slowly: "Brother Wancheng", he kept calling it that way, so there is nothing wrong with it.

"what about me?"

"..."

Shi Xia leaned in his arms and turned around. He raised his head and looked at the boyfriend in front of him questioningly: "Brother Ao?"

He always felt that the boss tonight was very different.

"Yeah," he suddenly felt a scorching breath on his neck: "Do you think it's appropriate to call it that?"

That breath tickled the time gap, and he hid a little: "But that's how it used to be called."

"Change to another one." The neck was bitten lightly, and the slightly tingling feeling made the brain that was not very bright under the influence of alcohol worse.

Dazed for a moment, a blush gradually appeared on her little face, and her voice murmured: "What's that called?"

The boss behind him didn't give an answer, and kept rubbing against his neck: "Think for yourself."

"Then...brother?", suggested in an ultra-whispering voice.

As if dissatisfied, his neck was bitten again, and a hoarse voice whispered in his ears: "Change another one."

It is self-evident what to replace.

During the time slot, she blushed like the sunset glow in the sky, and tonight's boyfriend didn't know if it was because of the alcohol, she was extra clingy and difficult to deal with.

"Old, old...husband."

After hesitating the two words for a long time, he finally said it, the little monster has become ashamed as a small shrimp, and it is very ripe.

Satisfied, the head at the neck kept rubbing back and forth, the scorching breath swept around, making Shixia a little distracted, and he gently pushed his arm back.

"Brother Ao", there was a coquettishness in his tone that he didn't realize.

The boss was dissatisfied, and bit the tender meat on the tip of the ear in front of him: "Wrong."

Shi Slot's whole body trembled, and her delicate voice trembled: "Old, husband~"

"Ah."

The embrace behind him was getting hotter and hotter, and he turned around uncomfortably, as if he had bumped into something, and a muffled groan came from his ear.

The writhing body froze in place, did he touch, touch... touched something~

The head that had been turned away quietly looked at her boyfriend, just one glance...

The little monster's eyes trembled with shock.

"Ao..." Before a single word came out, the hands around his waist suddenly tightened, and he turned a corner in time: "Husband~"

"What's wrong with you?" He looked at his boyfriend whose pupils turned golden.

The dazzling golden color seemed to be shining, and the eyes exuded mysterious and dangerous emotions, which were fatally seductive, and it was shocking just by looking at it.

The neck was covered again, and the voice was unknowingly hoarse: "Time slot."

Time Slot's body trembled: "Hmm..."

"Help me." The hot breath moved from the neck to the ears.

"You, what, what's the matter?", the little monster who was teased so red that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

The dangerous and hot lips laughed in the ear: "Don't be afraid, it's just the estrus."

The time slot directly crashed in place.

How long has it been?

So hold back a big one?

"Do you want to be here?", the tone of the inquiry suppressed the volcano that was about to erupt.

Time Gap's entire face was flushed, and the desire/desire behind him was not concealed. He was stunned when he heard the question, and then the blush on his face suddenly increased several degrees, as if his whole body was about to burn.

Is it here?

It was so bright, and the curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn, in case someone passed by...

The buzzing of mosquitoes is barely audible: "No, no...here."

"Okay, then go to bed." The hoarse voice carried a smile.

In the next second, Shi Slot's whole body suddenly took off, left the soft sofa, and fell into a firm embrace, with his waist and legs firmly fixed.

He looked at the golden eyes above, and looked away with just one glance.

Time passed quietly, and the two bright red sweaters on the bed fell quietly.

The sides of the sheet were wrinkled and shook slightly.

"Boom!"

Fireworks exploded outside the window, illuminating the dark night.

Downstairs in the living room, the blessings on the TV continued, but...

There is no one who listens to the blessing.