Turn the villain into a sweetie

Huai Mo was drunk.

When Huai Mo slanted towards him, this was Yu Bolan's first thought.

His body slid down slowly, and finally sat on the ground.

When he came back to his senses again, there was already a big beauty in his arms.

"Huai... Huai Xiaomo, why did you drink so much..." Yu Bolan supported his slender waist with one hand, smelled the fragrance of his body, felt some blood welling up, and his cheeks were a little hot, "Cultivator, can't you Do you use spiritual power to sober yourself?"

"Hangover? What hangover?" Huai Mo rested his head on his arm, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were hazy, his cheeks were flushed, and he slightly opened his moist lips, "I'm not drunk, why do I need to relieve myself?" liquor?"

"You said you were not drunk," Yu Bolan smiled, couldn't hold back for a while, pinched his little red nose, "If you were sober now, you would have done it if I treated you like this."

"Am I fierce?" Huai Mo's voice was soft and breathy.

"It's fierce, why not fierce," Yu Bolan looked down at him, "Like a little tiger."

"I'm not fierce." Huai Mo closed his eyes slightly, his voice was a little soft, "Don't think I'm fierce."

"I'm so scared, they're all bullying me..." Huai Mo muttered.

"Bullying you? Who bullied you?" Yu Bolan frowned and stroked his hair carefully.

"A lot of people," Huai Mo opened his mouth, "Yuan Xizong, Late Autumn, Duan Changzai, Duan Feiyu..."

"They bullied me, and I will go back fiercely." Huai Mo's tone carried some grievances.

"Okay, okay, let's go back fiercely," Yu Bolan looked at him, feeling his heart soften, "I will be fierce with you."

He suddenly felt that it was good for Huai Mo to behave like this.

The drunken Huai Mo made him fall in love.

Huai Mo was silent for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him with watery eyes: "You bully me too."

"Why did I bully you?" Yu Bolan smiled, and leaned down, "Just open your mouth?"

Huai Mo suddenly pursed his lips.

"You made me cry," his voice sounded muffled, "I didn't even cry when others treated me that way, only you, you are the worst, you made me cry!"

Yu Bolan was stunned for a moment, seeing that he was not in the right state, she quickly coaxed softly: "Okay, my fault, my fault... I, when did I make you cry?"

He didn't even think about it.

Huai Mo... Did he cry in secret?

"Yes!" Huai Mo suddenly covered his eyes with his wrist, and shouted, "I asked you afterwards, but you still said you didn't know anything, and you didn't admit it!"

Yu Bolan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly remembered something.

"Could it be... that day..." He hesitated.

The last time we met?

Huai Mo suddenly sniffled and didn't speak.

Yu Bolan hugged him with one arm, helping him calm down, still thinking about what happened that day in his mind.

What happened that day...?

But suddenly, a pair of cold hands supported his cheeks and straightened his head.

He lowered his head, only to see that Huai Mo had straightened up at some point, looking straight at him.

"Look at me, Alan," he said.

Yu Bolan only felt a "boom" in his brain, followed by a blank.

do... what?

His heart was pounding like it was about to burst out of his chest.

stop now!

But the next moment, he had no time to think about anything.

He felt something soft and fragrant against his lips.

Huai Mo held his face and kissed him.

what.

Yu Bolan was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, feeling Huai Mo's breath on his face.

Huai Mo didn't know how to kiss, he only knew how to stick his lips together foolishly, without moving.

Yu Bolan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Who can resist this.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Huai Mo's head, and pressed his whole body over.

Immediately turned against the customer.

The kiss made Huai Mo make a "huh" sound.

In fact, Yu Bolan doesn't know much about kissing either.

He can only indulge himself with his most primitive impulse.

A bunch of fireworks, carrying colorful light, rose from a distance and exploded in the air.

In the fireworks, the two kissed heartily.

Until all the lights are burned out.

But kissing and kissing, Yu Bolan suddenly came back, opened his eyes suddenly, looked at Huai Mo who was close in front of him, and quickly pushed him away.

No no no.

Yu Bolan gritted his teeth, feeling a little annoyed.

Hey!

He is taking advantage of others!

Shameless!

But...but it was Huai Mo who kissed him first.

Not right either!

He should have pushed Huai Mo away just now, but Huai Mo was drunk, but he wasn't.

The evening wind brought back a sliver of reason in Yu Bolan, he leaned back, pinched the center of his brows, and fell into a deep self-contempt.

But just as his consciousness gradually cleared up, Huai Mo made another movement.

Huai Mo has been confused by the kiss.

He opened his eyes dimly, only to find that Yu Bolan had separated from him.

He is not happy.

He subconsciously leaned over.

"Go on," he said, "it's comfortable."

To kiss.

still want more...

more what?He doesn't know either.

He hoped to be one step closer to the man in front of him.

Yu Bolan only felt that the string in his head broke with a "snap".

Fuck sanity.

Thinking so, he looked at Erguotou next to him and picked it up.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, as long as he is also drunk, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

He took a swig.

He kissed it again.

The next day.

Yu Bolan was awakened by the glare of the sun.

He lifted his heavy eyelids with difficulty, and found himself leaning against a tree.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Huai Mo in black, practicing sword in front.

The movements are short, powerful, and crisp.

Yu Bolan sat up straight and rubbed the space between his brows, his head hurt a little after being hungover.

He tried to recall what happened last night.

He drank with Huai Mo, Huai Mo drank too much, he kissed Huai Mo, he also drank too much, then kissed again, and then...

and many more!

He kissed Huai Mo! ?

Then...he couldn't remember anything.

Holding his forehead, he realized a fact with some horror.

He drank off the pill.

He kissed Huai Mo, what happened after that?What did he do after that?

He thought about it and was terrified.

Thinking of this, he quickly raised his head and saw that Huai Mo's sword dance was smooth, and he didn't seem to be tired at all.

It seems that he probably didn't give Huai Mo... to that.

He was relieved.

No... no!Huai Mo is a cultivator of immortality, this aspect cannot be judged by ordinary people.

But...if he was really with Huai Mo...then he should have been beaten by Huai Mo's little temper by now.

Huai Mo definitely couldn't bear it.

But... But he also kissed Huai Mo.

He kissed Huai Mo!

The more Yu Bolan thought about it, the more something went wrong, and his head became a mess.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly darkened.

He raised his head, looked at Huai Mo standing in front of him, and blinked.

Huai Mo's expression didn't look very good.

"Awake?" he said.

Yu Bolan grinned at him, racking his brains to think of a less offensive opening statement.

But Huai Mo took the lead.

"Do you still remember what you did last night?" Huai Mo lowered his eyes slightly and asked.

"I... I kissed you?" Yu Bolan asked tentatively.

Huai Mo pursed his lips.

Where Yu Bolan couldn't see, his ears turned red quietly.

Yu Bolan's heart skipped a beat.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he got up from the ground, and apologized repeatedly, "Last night...I lost control last night, I'm sorry."

Huai Mo's expression collapsed visibly to the naked eye.

"Why do you apologize?" he asked.

"Ah," Yu Bolan blinked, "Because...because I offended you..."

Then he said, "How about... let's just pretend that nothing happened last night?"

"Nothing happened?" Huai Mo raised his tone and gritted his teeth, "How dare you say that nothing happened?"

Seeing him getting angrier, Yu Bolan was a little flustered: "Huaimo...I..."

"What do you think I am yours? A friend?" Huai Mo's voice trembled, "Would you do this to your friend?"

Yu Bolan was a little at a loss: "I'm sorry..."

"Who wants your apology," Huai Mo still gritted his teeth and ordered, "Hold me!"

Yu Bolan was stunned.

"I asked you to hug me, didn't you hear?" Huai Mo stared at him, and repeated it again, the end of his eyes turned red.

"Okay, okay, hug," Yu Bolan saw this, and quickly stepped forward to hug him, caressing his back, feeling unspeakable guilt in his heart, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Could he really be with Huai Mo...

"What did I do last night?" After thinking twice, he still asked.

"You also said," Huai Mo buried in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "you kissed me, then fell asleep without doing anything."

"You bastard, I...I feel it all..."

Ah, fortunately there is no one with Huai Mo.

what?

Yu Bolan suddenly realized something.

"I have...a feeling," his voice trembled slightly, "what kind of feeling?"

"What do you think?" Huai Mo pushed him away abruptly, staring at him, "They're all men, what do you think?"

Ask again: "You don't have feelings for me...?"

While speaking, Huai Mo's little face flushed red.

Yu Bolan was stunned.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Huai Mo lowered his eyes, clenched his fists, turned and left.

"Forget it, just think I'm crazy," he said, "Let's go back, Yu Bolan."

The chords in Yu Bolan's mind hitched "shua".

"What are you going to do?" He took two steps forward and hugged Huai Mo from behind, "Speak clearly before leaving."

He lowered his head, resting his chin on Huai Mo's shoulder: "You like me? Huai Xiaomo?"

no answer.

"You just like me," Yu Bolan suddenly realized, "When did you start?"

"shut up."

"I'm going to say," Yu Bolan didn't listen to him and began to play a rogue, "Are you going to admit it, Huai Xiaomo?"

"Is it fun to play with me?" Huai Mo gritted his teeth, "Is it interesting to watch me lose control? Yu Bolan."

"I didn't play tricks on you, Huai Xiaomo," Yu Bolan sighed softly, "I think, I like you too."

The author says:

Soon, soon, we will be together soon!

Friends, it’s like this, the second will need to reduce the number of words on the list, so the next week will be updated every other day (bow)