If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

Anyway, people who are too drunk will not care about the consequences. The drunk is sitting on the water bed, talking to Xie Xun while raising his head, while rubbing against the other's abdominal muscles through a layer of cloth.

"Baby, why don't you talk?"

Cheng Cheng not only tortures people, but also tortures them.

Drunk people have hot hands, and because of their weak consciousness, they have no scruples, and they act out of order

He sat on the bed, originally just hugging was not enough, he simply reached out his hand to touch through the fabric, slid down from the encircled back, and brushed Xie Xun's waist.

As expected of a perfect proportion, Cheng Cheng squeezed it and praised sincerely: "Baby, you are so thin."

"........."

The person being praised takes a deep breath.

Xie Xun didn't know why he was letting this drunk go crazy.

Obviously I have ten thousand ways to push him away, now Cheng Cheng's limbs are limp and weak, it's not difficult at all.

It's just that Uncle Liu is still busy, and it's not his habit to bother others.

Xie Xun lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the person who was still awake.

He pursed his lips, and finally his voice was a little helpless; "...Why do you have to resist when you can't drink?"

"Ah?" Cheng Cheng didn't seem to be able to react after hearing this, so he dragged out his tone and looked at him innocently.

"...I mean," Xie Xun said calmly, "you can...let me help you."

"Oh..." After a while, Cheng Cheng barely understood what he meant, "Because, because I don't like Cheng Yan, that, that, that..."

He couldn't say the last word, Xie Xun thought he had touched Cheng Cheng's childhood sadness, paused for a moment and said: "Forget it, don't say it if you don't want to—"

"That idiot!" Cheng Cheng finally found a suitable adjective.

"..." Xie Xun sighed lightly.

But now that Cheng Yan was mentioned, Cheng Cheng became more energetic. He raised his head again, hugged Xie Xun's waist and smiled at him: "Baby!"

"..."

"I... am I really good today!" Cheng Cheng put it on his body as soon as he said that he was excited.

If you ignore the fact that your face was flushed when you said the oath, or that you fainted like this after a glass of wine...

"En." Xie Xun didn't think too much, and answered along the way.

"Is my idiom well spoken!"

"……it is good."

Probably because Xie Xun's answer satisfied him, Cheng Cheng tilted his head and said "hey" again, looking extremely happy.

It seems that I may not be able to wake up tonight.

Xie Xun was hugged by him, trying to separate Cheng Cheng's hand slightly.

As a result, this action aroused the dissatisfaction of the drunk lunatic.

"Don't mess with me..." Cheng Cheng shook his head, while trying to break free from Xie Xun, his body weight tilted randomly, and finally he became lazy, and simply fell on Xie Xun with his head buried in the other's abdomen.

The tip of his nose still touched Xie Xun's waist.

——I don’t know who is messing with who.

"...Cheng Cheng, get up first." Xie Xun closed his eyes and said.

It's a pity that the drunk lunatic can only listen selectively when he is obedient. For example, now he just shrinks his neck and sighs very unhappy.

The collision of the airflow almost made Xie Xun's waist tighten. Now this situation is no different from holding his waist or blowing on his lower abdomen. A little unspeakable numbness and itchiness climbed up, and Xie Xun was caught off guard for a while.

Although Cheng Cheng was very hot, the tip of his nose was slightly cool.He closed his eyes and wanted to rub against a comfortable place, but he just searched around, the warmth was warm, but everything was tense and hard.

Cheng Cheng grumbled aggrievedly, "Why are you so uncomfortable..."

After all his tossing and tossing, the itchiness just now spread all over his body, and then surged to one place like an electric shock.

Xie Xun's scalp was numb and his face was frozen.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

Slowly let out a breath from the chest, trying to calm down.

Forget it, they are all men, so it is normal for them to have some weird reactions.

"Hey, why are you not moving?" Cheng Cheng poked him, as if he felt that something was wrong with him, because his arms were still wrapped around the opponent's body, so he couldn't free himself, so he buried his head on the opponent's body as a probe , and even wanted to arch down——

"..." Xie Xun hesitated to speak, reached out and grabbed Cheng Cheng's shoulder, trying to push him away.

"What's the matter?" However, Cheng Cheng didn't know his intention, and desperately resisted Xie Xun.

As a result, the more Xie Xun pushed him, the more he wanted to stick, and the more he wanted to stick, the bigger the movement...

"Cheng Cheng!" Xie Xun couldn't bear it anymore, and finally moved. He used a little force to backhand the drunk man's hand firmly, and then tried to straighten him, at least so that he would stop hanging on his body.

It's a pity that the strength was not well controlled, and the other party fell down when touched softly, Xie Xun was tripped by his own strength, Cheng Cheng smiled and lay down on the bed, straightened his legs, the two of them lost their center of gravity, and finally "boom" With a sound, Qiqi fell on the water bed behind him.

As expected of a special-purpose bed, the weight of two adult men suddenly pressed on it. Not only did no tragedy happen, but it bounced back twice, swaying.

"..."

"..."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Uncle Liu just walked in with the prepared hangover soup: "Mr. Cheng, thank you—"

Then I saw two people rolling on the same bed in front of me.

Xie Xun closed his eyes.

When I came back, I should just throw this drunk on the sofa and walk away. Now these things will not happen.

Uncle Liu's tone remained the same, as if he didn't see anything, he immediately put the hangover soup on the table that Xie Xun had learned: "Then Mr. Xie, if you need anything, you can use the videophone to call me."

what... need...

Looking at the person under him who was still thumping restlessly, he was still holding the hand that just wanted to go to the dangerous zone, but the other hand had been placed on his waist again.

Xie Xun endured and endured, and said calmly, "...OK."

"Hey!" The drunkard heard other people's voices, and suddenly a carp stood up, "Wait!"

Cheng Cheng is not so tongue-in-cheek now, and he knows the general situation now, he sat up from the bed, and called to Uncle Liu who was about to walk out without changing his face: "Well, help me, help me get some, get some of that thing……"

Hearing what he said, Xie Xun's face became darker and darker.

What an inch!

He was about to shake off Cheng Cheng's hand and get up to leave, when he heard Cheng Cheng complete the rest of the sentence to Uncle Liu at the door: "My room, take the drawing board and...paper and pen—"

Xie Xun: "..."

"Okay, Mr. Cheng, just wait a moment." After hearing this, Uncle Liu withdrew.

He also closed the door for the two of them.

When the door was closed, Xie Xun felt his face was burning hot, and taking advantage of Cheng Cheng's sitting up and not bothering himself, he got up and walked over, trying to hand him the hangover soup that Uncle Liu sent over: "Drink some .”

The drunk shook his head.

"...Drink it to make you feel better."

The drunk shook his head.

However, Xie Xun didn't know what else to do, so he continued to pass it forward: "You drink first."

The drunkard shook his head desperately.

Then the two remained in a stalemate, Xie Xun could only say a few words, and in return they shook their heads one after another.

Until Uncle Liu knocked on the door again, the bowl of hangover soup remained unchanged.

Uncle Liu arranged Cheng Cheng's tools without saying a word, and then retreated silently without saying a word.

Cheng Cheng glanced over there and laughed again. Although he couldn't walk steadily, he was going to sit there.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, his arm was grabbed by someone.

Xie Xun made up his mind not to let him go, looked down at him coldly, firmly held Cheng Cheng with one hand, and firmly held the hangover soup with the other: "Go over after drinking."

The drunkard shook his head in great resistance.

Xie Xun felt his heart was like a stone: "Drink first."

The drunk's eyes were shining, the drunkenness on his cheeks subsided a little, his lips were ruddy and beautiful: "I don't want to drink..."

Xie Xun was unmoved: "Drink."

"Then," the drunkard stretched out his finger and compared a number, "then have a sip?"

Xie Xun dismissed: "No."

The drunk pursed his lips, but he still bargained unwillingly: "Then, those two?"

"……Row."

Cheng Cheng was lazy and didn't reach out his hand, just took the bowl that Xie Xun handed over, put his lips on it, and lowered his head to sip twice, like drinking tea: "Okay."

Then say nothing.

Xie Xun had no choice but to let go of his hand in the end, and Cheng Cheng ran over like he was having fun.

Everything that happened in this room right now feels weird no matter how you look at it.

Xie Xun breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I—"

He wanted to say that he should go change his clothes first, and then ask Uncle Liu to take care of him.

In the end, Cheng Cheng seemed to have heard that he was leaving, and showed an unbelievable expression: "You..."

As he said, he was still looking for an angle: "You, can you go... sit in that chair?"

It's so good to draw.

"Then take off your coat, don't want your vest, it's better..."

After all, to fit the scene, Cheng Cheng didn't think too much about it, but he had already started making requests for the models.

The more Xie Xun listened to it, the more bizarre it became, and he turned around with a sullen face: "Are you insulting me—"

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he saw the other party's eyes were watery, and his clear eyes were staring at him without blinking.

"Honey, okay?"

Xie Xun sat back angrily.

"……it is good."

Cheng Cheng, who got a free model, was overjoyed: "Okay! I'll be there soon!"

"..."

At the beginning, Cheng Cheng talked a lot when he adjusted his poses and gestures. He was full of "baby's figure is so good" and "baby is so good", but when he officially started painting, he shut up, and even his eyes were not as chaotic as before. Once the direction is set , Only the sound of brushing can be heard in the room.

Drawing when he was sober is completely different from drawing now. Cheng Cheng's hands are actually not very stable, and his brush strokes are more sloppy compared to normal situations. Redundant, uncomplicated, but expressive.

Although the current scene is too weird, the obscene props and weird lighting in the room give people a lot of creative inspiration.

However, as time passed bit by bit, maybe the exhaustion of the day reappeared. In short, when Xie Xun was thinking about why things had developed into the way they are now for the umpteenth time, he suddenly heard a "boom", and Cheng Cheng buried his head. on the drawing board.

He walked over, and the other party seemed to have finally finished the trouble this time. He closed his eyes quietly, and he didn't respond to pushing himself.

Xie Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to call Uncle Liu over, but the person in front of him seemed to be sleeping soundly.

So in the end, he didn't even look at it, and carried the drunk man who was asleep to the bed by himself.

He looked at the person sleeping obediently curled up in a ball on the water bed, and his expression moved without a trace.

Really...

Xie Xun sighed lightly.