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

Probably because today he wasn't as drunk as last time, Cheng Cheng didn't seem to be completely broken, although he was still dizzy and unconscious, but judging from the current situation, he shouldn't suddenly get excited and drag himself to take off his clothes Crying to paint.

So he managed to hear Xie Xun's words clearly, and then shook his head.

"You, you... you left without saying anything." Although Cheng Cheng could barely communicate now, he basically didn't know what he was talking about, so he let go of the gloomy point just now, "You didn't say anything. , Didn’t say you’re coming back, or just left.”

Xie Xun was a little dumbfounded.

"Look, you are still... still not talking." Cheng Cheng's reaction at this time was instinctive, he hugged Xie Xun limply all over his body, "I, I..."

He actually wanted to apologize subconsciously, but he seemed to be blocked by something and couldn't open his mouth. "I" couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and I was so anxious that I almost broke out in sweat. I grabbed Xie Xun's clothes and murmured something unclear. .

"What did you say?" Xie Xun asked again helplessly, "Is there any discomfort now?"

Concealing medical history, even using alcohol to get angry with herself...

Thinking of this, he was still faintly angry.

How could someone...don't care about his body so much?

"It's not uncomfortable...it's not uncomfortable...I'm not sick, I'm not sick." Cheng Cheng said dissatisfiedly, and he didn't forget to blame him in a daze, "You still haven't replied to my message..."

"I didn't have time at the time, but I came back later. You will see it when you wake up tomorrow." Xie Xun was forced to retreat, his voice finally softened, "I'm back now, am I not?"

"Oh." Cheng Cheng raised his head to look at him in bewilderment, compared to his eyes full of admiration and clarity when he just got off the plane, now his whole face looks chaotically beautiful.

"That's fine." He continued to hug Xie Xun and rubbed against each other, "Don't be angry anymore."

I don't know if the second half of the sentence means that I am not angry with Xie Xun, or that I want Xie Xun not to be angry with myself.

It's just that this question is more difficult to verify. After all, everyone is drunk, and Xie Xun doesn't plan to delve into it.

He saw that Cheng Cheng's nightgown was still covered with the coat that he was going to take him out at that time, Xie Xun frowned slightly, he really poured a cup, and got under the bed without taking off his clothes.

That is to say, he was drunk, otherwise Cheng Cheng, who is picky and fastidious, would fall asleep under his coat, and would wake up the next day complaining about back pain like Princess and the Pea.

Xie Xun glanced at him.

Cheng Cheng is always extremely clingy at times like this, and because he was talking to him just now, his lips are very close to him.

Still being hugged, Xie Xun couldn't help staring at the other's lips when he turned his head, a little lost in thought.

Cheng Cheng's lips are beautiful, and the lips soaked in alcohol are even more bright red and plump, and because the other party has been in a hurry to speak just now, looking at it from such a distance, you can still see a little bit of it. Crystal clear and moist.

And his breath was hot and smelled of alcohol.

The man's appearance was too deceiving.

In fact, almost a month has passed since the wedding, and Xie Xun has no intention of recalling that fake ceremony for others to see.

But the "ritual"...

He thought of some trivial and trivial things at the wedding scene, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

Realizing that he was distracted, Xie Xun suddenly woke up, he didn't even know why he had strangely associated with what happened a month ago, shook his head, and spoke again in a calm tone.

"Take off your coat and go to sleep." Xie Xun touched Cheng Cheng's arm holding her, trying to make him loosen up.

Although Cheng Cheng hugged him tightly, his strength was not strong, so when Xie Xun called him two or three times and still did not respond, he finally moved his own hands, trying to gently move Cheng Cheng's forearm away.

As a result, such an action made the other party unhappy again. The more Xie Xun wanted to drag him away, Cheng Cheng could post it again the next second after he was dragged away.

Xie Xun remembered that Uncle Liu also occasionally said that Cheng Cheng never had the habit of being clingy.

It's just that he's not good at using brute force, so after getting down like this a few times, Xie Xun didn't feel anything, and the drunk who was pulling him seemed to be exhausted.

Xie Xun opened his mouth, wanting to be tougher: "Cheng Cheng."

"Hey." The other party replied softly, just one syllable.

"...Don't hug, take off your coat." Xie Xun's tone was not so strong, but he still tried to reason with him.

"Oh!" Cheng Cheng seemed to understand, and even repeated the request, "Take off your clothes, I will."

... Xie Xun always felt that something was weird.

Cheng Cheng understood, but he seemed to forget that he was still on the bed, and kicked his legs to stand up.

Xie Xun didn't understand how he was about to stand up after taking off his coat, but he still supported him, fearing that he would fall down again after having trouble breathing and getting drunk.

With his help, the drunkard finally stood up in a haughty manner.

Xie Xun's coat is not a complicated style, it stands to reason that it can be done with just two hands pulling each other.

As a result, Cheng Cheng stood on the bed as if he didn't know how to take off his clothes, and began to shake one of them vigorously, as if he couldn't use both hands at the same time.

Shaking and shaking, and then the body was still twisting and swinging, almost like dancing on the spot, and the soft cushion was also made a strange creaking sound by him.

Xie Xun frowned when he saw this man going crazy.

This is even more outrageous than drawing on a sudden whim.

However, Xie Xun's coat was a size too big for Cheng Cheng, and he was so crazy twice that he really shook a sleeve off.

For some reason, Xie Xun suddenly remembered the emoji of a wagging cat that Cheng Cheng sent to him when he begged him to go on a date with him.

"Baby!" Cheng Cheng found Xie Xun excitedly after he succeeded, and shook his half-empty cuff as if showing off, "You, look! My hand... my hand, no, Gone!"

"...Well." Xie Xun agreed blankly, "Then can you make the other hand disappear?"

He swore that Xie Ling was never so naive when he was a child.

However, Cheng Cheng, who was drunk, was in high spirits, so it was not easy for him to pour cold water directly.

No matter what you say, you will not lose a piece of meat.

Xie Xun thought.

"Okay! Look at mine!" Cheng Cheng was encouraged and began to shake vigorously.

As a result, this time I was shaking and singing at the same time.

It has to be said that Cheng Cheng has a good talent in art, most likely it was moved from his talent in music.

After all, he couldn't even hear the melody from the little things he hummed, and every sound was running away from home-the key was that this man still had to hold his throat to sing an opera, and in the end, he sang with the shrill effect of broken erhu strings.

"........."

Xie Xun finally couldn't stand it after listening to halfway, dragged the drunk maniac standing on the bed, forcibly pulled the other sleeve away for him without saying a word, threw the coat aside, and put him back on the bed with a blank expression. Tucked back into bed.

Cheng Cheng was wrapped in a quilt, but half of his face was exposed, staring at him brightly with drunken eyes.

"...Don't look at me like that." Xie Xun curled his lips.

"Baby." Probably feeling hot, Cheng Cheng endured it for a while, but stretched out both hands to pinch the edge of the quilt, and asked him very seriously, "Do you know, me, what song I sang just now?"

"..."

Not to mention that Xie Xun doesn't listen to pop music very much, Cheng Cheng's singing style, which he can't understand a word, probably won't be able to distinguish it when he wakes up after recording it.

"Hey, I haven't heard of it." But Cheng Cheng didn't give Xie Xun time to think, and couldn't wait to announce the answer, "Call, new... the new imperial concubine is drunk."

"..." Xie Xun's expression became numb, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"It's okay!" Cheng Cheng was jumping up and down every word now, looking very energetic, "You, you're here, so you won't be sleepy!"

Xie Xun's expression was slightly startled.

"No." But Cheng Cheng's mind was still stuck in his singing just now, and he rolled his eyes and said.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xun himself didn't expect that he would follow the words of a drunk.

"No, no." Cheng Cheng huddled under the quilt and kept shaking his head, "I am a noble concubine, so you, aren't you the emperor?"

"..." Xie Xun didn't expect that this person was wrong. He was thinking about this topic for a long time.

The key is that this person also knows that he is drunk.

The corners of his eyes twitched, but he continued, "What's the problem?"

God knows he almost blurted out "Cheng Guifei".

"No, obviously I should be the emperor, you...you are the imperial concubine." The drunk man spoke illogically, and after a while, Cheng Cheng himself denied the previous words, "No, no, you can't be the imperial concubine."

Xie Xun himself didn't know when the anger disappeared just now, and he even curled his lips and asked him: "Then what am I?"

"You are...you are..." Cheng Cheng stretched out his head completely against the quilt, thinking seriously.

One minute later, he suddenly smiled at Xie Xun.

It was no different from the smile they had before the quarrel.

Xie Xun sat on the bed, the curve of his lips was still stiff on his face, suddenly he felt the person beside him move restlessly.

He followed the rustling of the quilt and looked over. Cheng Cheng stretched out both hands at some point, and compared the index finger and middle finger of his right hand to two legs, "walking" on the quilt one after the other. When he came to Xie Xun, he grabbed his wrist and smiled again.

"It's my wife!" Cheng Cheng's hand holding him revealed half of the cold white wrist, the five fingers were very slender and warm.

"Wife, wife," Cheng Cheng looked at him and repeated, "Hey, baby."

"Baby." Cheng Cheng poked him again, "Why didn't you move?"

Xie Xun waved his hand violently, almost sat up from the bed, and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing."

"Go to bed early." He only felt that his mind seemed to be filled with ten thousand unreasonable messes, and his original rationality and calmness seemed to have left suddenly. He turned his head and said without looking at the other party.

"Then where do you sleep?"

But Cheng Cheng still wanted to ask and talk to him.

"I'm going to the hotel to ask for an extra bed... No, the sofa is also fine." Xie Xun said.

"Wait a minute..." However, Cheng Chengfei wanted to drag him.

"What's wrong?" Xie Xun didn't look back.

But Cheng Cheng didn't mind this time, instead he asked without beginning or end: "Does it hurt?"

Xie Xun didn't react for a while.

"I said, your back," Cheng Cheng's finger touched Xie Xun's waist, but stopped at the bottom of the butterfly bone, did not climb up, and asked again, "Does it hurt?"

It turned out that it was the shoulder blade that Xie Xun hit.

Forget it, Xie Xun thought.He is not a man who has to be reasonable.

Since every action of Cheng Cheng is full of apology, there is no need for him to be obsessed with a certain "I'm sorry".

"It's okay." Xie Xun wanted to turn around, but held back.

At this moment, there seemed to be a voice in his heart.

——No, it should be a warning, or a declaration.

Declare that if he looks back now, some things may never be out of his control.

And he hates being out of control.

"Oh." Cheng Cheng didn't care about why he didn't turn his head, instead, he wobbled up again, leaning against Xie Xun's back in only a thin shirt, and gently blew two breaths with alcohol-smelling breath.

A burst of unspeakable numbness climbed from Xie Xun's sacrum to the top of his head, accompanied by a strange yet familiar heat.

"you--"

Xie Xun finally couldn't bear it anymore, and pressed Cheng Cheng's five fingers with his backhand to stop him from continuing.

It's just that he didn't say anything, when he heard the other party interrupted, "I'll blow it up for you."

"Hoo hoo, it won't hurt anymore! My mother said it." His tone was very serious.

"..."

Xie Xun suddenly felt that his anger was a bit hard to express.

But letting it go like this is not an option, he gritted his teeth, and stuffed Cheng Cheng back into the bed tightly again, this time he even tucked the corners of the quilt.

"go to bed!"

Xie Xun stood up from the bed abruptly, and was about to go to the bathroom.

"baby--"

"..."

The third time, the third time he was stopped by Cheng Cheng.

Xie Xun felt that his face was numb, but some reactions still existed.

It's just that Cheng Cheng's tone of voice was different this time, it was anxious, as if he was aggrieved.

"What's wrong with you—"

Xie Xun endured and endured, took a deep breath and turned around.

Then he saw Cheng Cheng sitting up again, but this time his expression was really wrong, with a mournful face.

"……Where does it hurt?"

Cheng Cheng didn't know what he thought of in the conversation just now, but this time the corners of his mouth drooped, and he looked pitiful.

He pointed down, almost crying: "Stand up, I can't stand up!"

?

Xie Xun suspected that he heard it wrong: "What did you say?!"

Cheng Cheng cried with a sad face: "Baby! It, it really can't stand up!"

"It's normal that you can't get an erection after drinking alcohol——" Xie Xun didn't know how sensitive Cheng Cheng was to the word "ED" in his subconscious, so his face became numb, "Why did you stand up when you were going to sleep .”

"But, it wasn't last time..." Cheng Cheng quickly explained, "Don't be afraid, baby, you, let me try—"

Before Xie Xun had time to push him away, he felt a warm person suddenly push him up.

Cheng Cheng lifted the quilt and pushed Xie Xun onto the bed with his whole body.

He seemed to be really in a hurry, so he didn't take off his pants, and sat on Xie Xun's crotch, trying to cling to him and twist.

His hands were still propped on Xie Xun's chest, rubbing back and forth on Xie Xun's body like a loach.

One who can't stand up, and one who can stand up but can't do anything.

Xie Xun only felt that his nerves were about to be ignited by this person, and he thought it would be better to lock himself up and draw...

He was lying on his back on the bed, and he could see Cheng Cheng's face was flushed red from drunkenness and anxiety, his lips were slightly parted and he was panting, his eyes were filled with mist, and the distance between his breath and his was fluctuating.

"Cheng Cheng—!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Xie Xun finally turned over, the two of them reversed their positions, and the drunk became the one below.

The drunken maniac blinked at him.

"Cheng Cheng, do you really think that I will always be an upright gentleman?"

Xie Xun took three deep breaths before opening his mouth.

"Ah? What, shouldn't, shouldn't I be the one doing it for you?"

The drunkard said suddenly in a dry voice.

"..."

"..."

calm.

Forget it.

No need.

Can't count.

He didn't take off his clothes, and in the current posture, he hugged the drunk tightly, lifted the quilt again, and then covered himself and him.

Xie Xun put him back in the quilt with a blank expression, and didn't let go, just hugged Cheng Cheng and turned off the light, without leaving any gaps for him, buckled his back so that he couldn't struggle, and then his whole body became stiff, Gritting his teeth, he said coldly, "Sleep."

He finally understood that every time this person drank and went crazy, most of the people who suffered were himself.