[Honor of Kings] Bai Liang's Short Story Collection

Bai Liang Sun No. [-], Dao Chang X Beautiful Snake

One-sentence introduction: crawling into bed late at night, throwing oneself into the arms.

Zhuge Liang is a little white snake with more than a hundred skills, about to usher in his first trial.

He has excellent talent, high cultivation efficiency, and the catastrophe came early.But as a rare white snake, he was born with a disease, and his bones were not good since he was a child. After a few lightning strikes, he managed to carry it over, and almost lost half of his life.

Although he can transform into a human form after passing through this catastrophe, but now he has no strength left, and he can only shrink into a small one when he returns to his original form, lying on the snow and dying.

The little white snake was covered in snow white, making it impossible to distinguish when mixed into the snow.Before he fell into a drowsy sleep, he guessed that he might die here.

What Zhuge Liang didn't expect was that he was rescued by a passerby.

To think someone was driving in the middle of the night when it was snowing heavily, to be able to find him in the white snow, and to have not stewed him in snake soup...

Following the example in the storybook, the man took the frozen little white snake into his arms and took it all the way to a nearby mountain temple, where he lit a fire to keep warm.

Zhuge Liang woke up in a daze, still not quite awake, dizzy and unable to exert any strength, lying limply on his chest, supported by the soft skirt, his body gradually warmed up.

Having just weathered the thunder, the little white snake was so exhausted physically and mentally that he couldn't even poke his head out to see what his savior looked like, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Zhuge Liang had a dream.

In the dream, someone pulled him out of the warm blanket and exposed him to the cold air. He was naked, shivering from the cold, curled up subconsciously, but was embraced by that person.

The warm palms rubbed his back, down to his waist, and then all over his body... His cold and stiff limbs were rubbed into a ball of fire and became hot.

……

When I got up the next day, the man had already left.

Little White Snake found himself wrapped in a blanket, shook his head and got out, but didn't see a single figure, only the traces of the burnt fire remained in the open space.

There was also a dusty robe beside it, as if it had been deliberately left behind.The material is very ordinary, but it is still thick. Zhuge Liang can just wear it after taking shape. Putting it on his body, the robe hangs down loosely, barely covering his ankles.

This small dilapidated temple is located in a barren mountain, and no one usually comes and goes. Who is the person who rescued him?

Zhuge Liang recovered his mana, and the first thing he did was to find his savior to express his gratitude.

But he waited in this temple for several months, but no second person came.The so-called sit and wait is obviously not very effective.Waiting and waiting, he yawned, then choked on the dust that had gathered on the cobwebs and sneezed again.

So he thought, since he wanted to live here for a long time, he definitely couldn't just let it go.

Taking advantage of the warmth of spring and the clear weather, he cleaned up the small dilapidated temple by himself, and then repaired it again—he practiced spells well, and it didn't take much effort to do it.

Zhuge Liang was very thoughtful.

First of all, you have to live comfortably. Cultivating immortals is about the heart. You can’t physically wrong yourself too much. Secondly, only when the conditions are good can you attract passing guests to stay. The more people come and go, the greater the possibility of finding a savior Some.

After solving the accommodation problem first, he turned his attention to eating.

The objective conditions in the deep mountains are not good, but he knows magic.

Bigu, it is impossible to bigu.People depend on food, if the price of cultivating immortality is to give up the delicious food on the tip of the tongue, then not many people are willing to cultivate immortality.

Zhuge Liang was in high spirits. Once he had a plan, he immediately decided to implement it and ran it in an orderly manner.First reclaim the fields in the surrounding open space, and then attract water canals to irrigate with mountain springs. It is purely natural and pollution-free-there is no need for pesticides.

In the next few months, he has been busy, unknowingly opened the small ruined temple into a five-star hotel, and hired a few errands to make the business booming. The matter of repaying gratitude is completely forgotten.

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After late autumn, the number of travelers in the mountains became scarce again. Zhuge Liang sent the idle runners to the city to buy goods, and guarded the inn by himself.

It happened that a passing scholar came to lodge, the night was dim, and the candles were flickering, reflecting his handsome appearance.

Zhuge Liang raised the door curtain to look around, and the scholar glanced over and bumped into him.

He met those deep eyes with flowing blue waves and overflowing with tenderness. At first glance, he looked like the male protagonist in the storybook. He was destined to be hand-picked as a flower lover in the coming year.

This glance made Zhuge Liang's heart pounding wildly.

After all, he was transformed into a white snake. He is not yet deep in Taoism, and he can't sever his emotions and desires. He is driven by instinct, and it is really unavoidable.

Even though the most restless summer had passed, Zhuge Liang felt a faint dry mouth. Not long after dinner, he felt a sense of hunger again.

In a word, he wanted to sleep with him.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the time, place and people are harmonious, and everything is in order.

Zhuge Liang was thinking about how to go whoring for nothing all night. He kept his face calm, covered half of his face with a feather fan, gathered his shawl, put away the books on the case, got up, and led the scholar upstairs.

He held the lamp in his hand, the dim yellow light flickered and reflected on the wall, and there was a creaking sound in the stairwell.

Zhuge Liang thought that the stairs would be repaired some other day, and he turned his head and smiled apologetically at the other party.

The errands were not there, and there was some dust in the guest room, but the scholar didn't seem to care. He put the book bag on the table and went to untie the saber on his waist.

Zhuge Liang took out the newly dried quilt from the box under the bed, made the bed for him, and got up to leave.

The night is getting deeper, and the lamp left by Zhuge Liang is about to burn out.

The scholar leaned against the table and read a book for a while, then extinguished the lamp wick, took off his coat, went to bed and fell asleep.He didn't fall asleep right away, and lay down for a while, getting sleepy, and yawned.

It was three o'clock, and the bolt that had been inserted before going to bed fell silently.There was another squeak, and the door was pushed open with white jade-like hands, and then a figure flashed in, and hurriedly closed the door again.

As a white snake that has lived for more than 100 years, Zhuge Liang challenged to climb the bed late at night for the first time. His heart was beating very fast, and his hands were still trembling when he touched the bedside in the dark.

He had already prepared well, took off his outer robe, and was only wearing a thin inner garment at this time, with a belt around his thin waist, which was loose and loose, and it fell off when he was hooked lightly by his slender fingers.

Looking inside again, the scholar closed his eyelids and was in a deep sleep.

That pretty face was placed in front of Zhuge Liang, which made him a little happy, but also a little unable to hold back, he touched it with his hands, held it gently, brought his face closer, and put a kiss on his lips.

He hasn't tasted what it tastes like, but he smells a smell of wine, which is a little spicy.

Zhuge Liang didn't like to drink, turned his face away, swept up and down, looked at the scholar's gently rising and falling chest, made up his mind, lifted the quilt that was pressed under his elbow, and got inside.

……hiss.

The scholar gasped vaguely.He was sleepy, and when he came back to his senses, he felt hot all over his body, his clothes were disheveled, and his legs were slightly cold again. He was about to sit up, but he was pressed down by the other party, and he had nowhere to exert his strength.

He lifted the quilt with limp hands and feet, facing Zhuge Liang and pursing his lips and smiling at him, his peach blossom eyes were slightly moist and charming.

With a beautiful woman in his arms, who is so proactive and caring, which man can resist?

Although there is a high probability that this beauty is not a human, but a snake demon...

The white snake's icy and cool body was attached to his legs, and it was very irritatingly cold everywhere.He couldn't help but snorted softly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes darkened, bottomless.

(abridgement)

But for the ordinary white snake, the dinner has just begun.

Zhuge Liang got up slowly, raised his waist and sat on the scholar's lower abdomen.Suppressing the anger in his heart, the scholar put one hand around his wrist, rubbed his fingertips slightly, and pulled him forward.

Zhuge Liang fell down from the goodness, his body was extremely soft, as if he had no bones, just lying on his chest, staring at him with bright eyes.

He swallowed, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

(abridgement)

Zhuge Liang was startled suddenly.

Those hands trapped him tightly, the arms were strong and full of strength, and he instantly remembered the warmth of holding him in his arms when he was dying.

Although he racked his brains to recall what happened that night, he couldn't remember it, only remembered...

It seemed that the other party was always lingering with the faint scent of wine.

Zhuge Liang raised his head, looked at the fragile neck that was exposed in front of him, and suddenly bit down.

He didn't use much force, just took the small piece of flesh in his mouth and licked it slowly, raised the hand on his waist, gently stroked the tip of his hair, and landed on the back of his neck, gently stroking it Pinch, laughter sounded overhead.

"Why, I didn't stew you into snake soup that day, but now I want to eat me? Repay your kindness, you little heartless..."

Little White Snake trembled all over, didn't care much, hurriedly got up from the scholar, using both hands and feet, even forgot to put on his clothes, and was about to escape out of bed, but was pulled back again.

The arm passed through his waist, retracted, and the whole person was pressed on the bed.Hearing another ding, the long sword on the table jumped out, trembling in the darkness, as if surrounded by silver light, it flew through half of the room and fell into the scholar's hand.

At the same time, a huge spiritual power enveloped Zhuge Liang, unable to move, he could only watch helplessly as the man picked up his belt leisurely, tied his wrists and tied it to the head of the bed.

The little white snake was pressed face down on the pillow, and only then saw the spirit sword, and suddenly realized.

This is not an ordinary scholar returning home after rushing for an exam, but a Taoist priest who catches monsters and hides his identity!Still a famous person...

Zhuge Liang's gaze fell on the Qinglian sword cautiously, his face pale.

At this time, he was naked, and his spiritual power was locked, so he couldn't use spells. Like the meat on the chopping board, he was crying with grievance: "I don't have..."

"there is nothing?"

Daoist Qinglian was sitting leisurely at the end of the bed at this time, with one hand on the hilt of the sword, and the other hand casually gathered up the open skirt, and said slowly: "I heard that someone reported that there is something evil on this mountain, so let's go Come and see...why, isn't it you?"

How can it be?

Zhuge Liang's eyes widened, and he blushed at this moment. He didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed. He said in his heart that he has always kept his own place, opened a shop in the barren mountains and took care of passing passengers. How can he be considered one of the top ten self-employed people?

Even if he is a snake demon, he has never eaten people, let alone deliberately pretending to be a ghost to scare people...

and many more.

The little white snake suddenly remembered something.

There were many tourists in the mountains before, and it was the peak tourist season, so he was so busy during the day that he forgot to eat dinner.There is always no shortage of mice in the temples in the deep mountains and old forests. He woke up from hunger in the middle of the night, followed his instinct to come out to look for food, grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth...

Was it bumped by a guest?

Zhuge Liang's face turned pale again, he bit his lower lip, tears brimming with tears, looking more and more pitiful.

"I did not do it on purpose."

Li Bai closed his eyes and thought about it. Isn't the beautiful boss in white holding a mouse in his mouth in the middle of the night, eating it with great relish, isn't it scary... But, it's also cute.

He couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to pick Zhuge Liang's chin, with a smile in his eyes: "Then what about tonight?"

The whole body of the little white snake was burning red, he hesitated for a long time, avoided his hand, lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of his arms: "I am obsessed with ghosts, I was wrong, Taoist priest, please let me go..."

But Li Bai didn't intend to let him go.

Zhuge Liang closed his eyes nervously, feeling the other party's warm palm caressing his neck again, and then pinching the delicate skin and tender flesh on his shoulders, as if he was thinking about where to start his hand.

He couldn't help shaking all over, imagining that Taoist priest used that sword to pierce his own flesh, dripping with cold sweat, when the sharp blade touched his lower back, he sobbed softly, and almost didn't cry.

"the first time?"

Zhuge Liang replied reluctantly, thinking, it's not because you are so handsome that the demon can't control it.Suddenly, a wet and hot kiss fell on his shoulder. He froze for a moment, looked back, his chin was lifted, his lips were caught, and he rolled it into his tongue as if tasting it slowly.

"I'll give you a chance to repay your favor."

"……Um?"

He looked up blankly, his eyes were covered again, and he fell into the darkness.

"Don't be afraid."

(abridgement)

……

This time, Zhuge Liang slept until almost noon before waking up.

The restraints on his hands had been untied, he propped up his upper body and sat up, looked at the chaotic bed, rubbed his forehead, and wondered if he might have had a erotic dream.

He's still alive and well, unscathed—if you don't count backaches and leg pains.

In a daze, Li Bai pushed open the door and entered with a bowl of soup in his hand.Zhuge Liang realized that he was still naked, his face turned red suddenly, and he bent down and got under the quilt.

"Don't you want to sleep with me?" Li Bai laughed again, sat down on the edge of the bed, squeezed his waist through the quilt, "Why, you don't admit it after sleeping?"

The little white snake remained motionless, pretending to be dead.

Li Bai continued to ask: "I saved you, shouldn't I repay my kindness?"

Yes, thank you!

If he didn't want to repay his kindness, how could he have fallen to where he is today?

Zhuge Liang lifted a corner, revealed his head, and stammered: "But I haven't thought it through yet..."

"Don't think about it anymore," Li Bai stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, "Come back with me, and lay eggs for me?"

In the storybook, the White Snake repays his kindness and promises with his body, that's right.

But this is too old-fashioned!

Zhuge Liang got into bed again, blushing quietly.

"But I can't lay eggs."

Daoist Qinglian said meaningfully, and smiled: "If you work harder, there will always be."

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The author has something to say:

Baidu: After a snake eats its fill, it feels tired and enters a state of rest. At this time, it is very easy to be caught.

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