Thousands of years old silly white sweet

Although it's hard to believe that a glass of beer knocks down a person, Dong Changqing was indeed defeated by his first experience in life.

Drunk in a mess.

"President Xiu..."

Dong Changqing, who was drunk, seemed to be suffering from skin hunger and thirst, and she kept digging into Xiujue's arms, and there was no place in her body that was law-abiding.

Even though the driver in front didn't look sideways, Xiujue still felt uncomfortable. He pushed Dong Changqing out with his stiff body.

Dong Changqing was in a daze, as if he was still angry, "No, don't be angry..."

Xiujue sighed imperceptibly, hugged him in his arms, kept him from moving, and said to the driver, "Go to the apartment."

Before Xiujue brought Dong Changqing back to the suburban villa, he had been living in an apartment near the company. In the past two days, Dong Changqing lived nearby, and he also moved back.

"come in."

"Where is this..." Dong Changqing's footsteps trembled a little, he followed closely behind Xiujue with small steps, trying to hug him from behind.

It's a pity that Xiujue left too quickly, he couldn't keep up.

Unhappy.

Unable to hear the footsteps behind her, Xiujue turned her head to see him standing there with her head slightly lowered, staring at him with mournful eyes.

"Ok?"

Dong Changqing stomped anxiously, shaking her body, "You don't even wait for me!"

Dong Changqing, who was drunk, was more troublesome and unreasonable than when he was sober. Xiujue had nothing to do with him, so he waved, "Come here."

Dong Changqing smiled, ran over with a rattling, took Xiujue's hand, and hung her whole body on him.

Like a sticky little rice cake.

Xiujue curled his mouth and tugged at his wrist, "Don't hook it so tightly."

He was almost strangled.

"No."

OK then.

Dong Changqing rubbed his shoulder contentedly, and yawned, "I'm sleepy..."

Xiujue took him to bed, but Dong Changqing insisted on hugging him to sleep.

Being hugged by him, Xiujue's heart was always tense, his body was stiff, and he was really sad. After arguing for a long time, the two decided to take a step back.

Within 2 minutes, Dong Changqing fell asleep, her hands still tightly pulling on Xiujue's tie.

Xiujue was leaning on the pillow beside him. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days. Now Dong Changqing was lying on the side, it was very safe, and he also relaxed, feeling drowsy. meaning.

Before going to sleep, Xiujue looked out the window, thinking wildly.

It didn't rain today.

……

"Winter evergreen! How dare you steal my gourd!"

"I didn't steal it, I took it, in front of your face!"

Daxian Barefoot was so angry that he slapped himself on the head, "You stole it! You rascal!"

The barefoot immortal often goes to the world, and has never been in contact with any of the three teachings and nine streams, but Dong Changqing still blows his beard and stares angrily.

The law of heaven forbids running fast, and the barefoot immortal dare not offend him. He cannot catch the nimble Dong Changqing with magic, so he can only watch Dong Changqing take away the good wine he brought back from the world.

Seeing the farce in front of him, Xiujue couldn't help but smile.

The barefoot immortal turned his head, looked at him with joy, and shouted, "God Erlang!"

"What's the matter?" Xiujue said lightly, not feeling anything wrong at all.

Dreamers, how do they know that they are dreaming? Xiujue is the arrogant and indifferent Yang Jian at this moment.

"You can see the rogue behavior of that little rogue! Let's go to the Queen Mother to file a complaint!"

"It's useless, why bother."

The Barefoot Immortal thought it was the same thing, he waved his sleeves and went down to earth again.

Xiujue knew that Dong Changqing must come back, so he waited quietly at the spot, and after a while Dong Changqing ran over with a gourd in his hands.

Xiujue knew that he wanted to tease the barefoot fairy to play with him.

Dong Changqing looked around for a long time and saw no one, so he focused his attention on him.

It's only been more than ten years since the last time he chopped his hands, but he greeted himself with a playful smile, as if he had forgotten about it a long time ago, "Brother Yang Jian~look at what this is!"

Dong Evergreen raised her hand, showing off her spoils.

"..." How could the stolen things be so blatant.

"Why are you ignoring me? I still want to share some with you. The old man always brings back some good things every time he goes down to earth. The candied haws last time were extremely sweet." He said, taking off the lid of the gourd, I leaned over and sniffed it twice, "It smells weird, but it must be delicious."

Dong Changqing raised his head, lifted the gourd, and poured all the wine-scented liquid into his mouth, and even spilled it outside, soaking his collared clothes.

"That's..." wine.

"Hiss——" Dong Changqing's expression was slightly ferocious, "It's so spicy, so bitter! What kind of thing is this! That old man deliberately harmed me!"

Xiujue pursed his lips and turned his back, "I'm leaving."

In the Heavenly Palace, except for the Queen Mother and the Seven Fairies, any god who mixes with Dong Changqing will become a laughing stock.

"Don't go!" Dong Changqing grabbed his sapphire blue robe, and handed the gourd with crooked eyes, "I'll give you a taste, how about you play with me?"

"No need."

"Don't forget it." Dong Changqing pursed her lips, with tears in her eyes, "You all ignore you."

Xiujue didn't seem to hear his words, and walked towards his fairy mansion.

Dong Changqing followed behind him, muttering, "Since you don't want to talk to me, why do you keep me here... People grow well on the ground, why do you pick them off..."

Xiujue's footsteps faltered, and the people behind him bumped into him with a bang.

Then, it stuck tightly to his back.

Xiujue lowered his head, looked at the hands wrapped around his waist, and felt something was wrong, "Let go."

"Hmm~" He acted coquettishly.

Usually, Xiujue just watched him and the Queen Mother acting like a baby, but this time it was his turn, and he immediately understood why he was as majestic as the Queen Mother, and would back down again and again.

A bit, too much.

……

In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at Erlang Shen's Immortal Mansion.

This place is not as bright as the other fairy mansions, there is no half-scent of birds and flowers, and there is a sense of desolation and solemnity everywhere.

The only living creature was the vicious dog in the temple.

What Dong Changqing fears most in Tiangong is the Roaring Sky Dog.

According to the Seven Fairies, Chang'e on the moon admired Erlang God for thousands of years, but failed to court him, became angry from embarrassment, and resorted to some disgraceful tricks. The vicious dog who protected the Lord swallowed the moon because of this.

At first, Dong Changqing wondered why Yang Jian liked him so coldly, but after listening to the Seven Fairies giving him popular science all day long, he understood.

Yang Jian is the nephew of the Jade Emperor, the eyeball of the Queen Mother, noble in birth, powerful in background, and the most beautiful man in the Three Realms, with excellent moral character. Since the day when the rules of heaven were written, he has never violated them. It can be said that he is the benchmark of heaven So, the fairies naturally flocked to him.

If so, those fairies are also afraid of his watchdog.

Dong Changqing's feet trembled, she hugged her waist even tighter, and kept climbing on top of him, "Brother Yang Jian! I'm afraid!"

"Are you afraid?"

Dong Changqing strongly agreed, "Afraid!"

The feeling of being pulled out by a dog is not good.

"you're drunk?"

"what?"

"Dizzy?"

"gosh……"

Dong Changqing seemed to hear a chuckle.

"Hold tight, I'll protect you."

Dong Changqing was startled, and vaguely felt that Yang Jian could not say these words, but he couldn't think too much, so he could only follow them subconsciously.

He hugged Yang Jian and stared at the big dog.

It seemed that the dog should rush up and bite his ass, after all, he was lying on the dog owner's back now.

"Winter evergreen."

"Ah?" Dong Changqing said in the inner hall when she heard Yang Jian calling her.

Yang Jian was sitting on a chair, and he was sitting on Yang Jian's lap, face to face, so close that Dong Changqing could feel Yang Jian's every breath.

It's just that he was drunk and confused, he put his arms around Yang Jian's neck and smiled foolishly, "Brother Yang Jian, the most beautiful man in the Three Realms, I want to kiss him..."

These words were also spoken by Seven Fairies.

"You've been taught badly."

"Very bad."

In the next second, cold lips fell on Dong Changqing's eyelashes.

Dong Changqing covered her eyes, and looked at Yang Jian in confusion, "What are you doing..."

The face that had always been indifferent and unfeeling was now stained with a tinge of red, "..."

Dong Changqing touched his face and said with a smile, "I want it too."

He didn't know what he was doing, but he kissed Yang Jian's lips, and licked them with the tip of his tongue and teeth without distracting thoughts.

Yang Jian's breathing became disordered.

Dong Changqing's kiss got a lot of reaction, and it became more and more interesting, "Here, it's your turn!"

After a moment of silence, a hoarse whisper came from the panting, "If it is known..."

……

Dong Changqing woke up, and it was only nine o'clock in the evening. Logically speaking, he should still be able to sleep for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He had a dream, about the past of Tiangong, about Yang Jian, and the faces of Yang Jian and Xiu Jue overlapped.

"Ah—" Recalling the scene in the dream, the whole holly evergreen flower is not good!

He kissed Yang Jian!

I still kissed President Xiu!

God damn it!

What a messy dream this is!

Dong Changqing squatted on the ground, pulling her hair vigorously, trying to pull out the hair and even the memory.

After a while, he finally calmed down.

That's right, it's just a dream, a dream that belongs to him, as long as he doesn't tell, no one will know, at least...Xiu Jue and Ji Xinglin don't know.

He is not betraying himself, loyal love.

Dong Changqing was relieved a lot, but soon had new troubles.

Erlang God, what does he look like?

Dong Changqing didn't remember it at first, and when Xiujue's face appeared now, he couldn't remember it even more.

It seems that Erlang Shen has grown up to look like Xiujue.

The author has something to say: Some people may not understand this dream. How should I put it, what happened in Tiangong was reenacted in the dream, but brother Yang Jian became Xiujue, and the ending of this story started from Dong Changqing Bitten by a dog and turned into a kiss~

To be honest, brother Yang Jian is really good-faced, even if he likes being hugged very much, he will not admit it.

Let the dogs go, let the dogs go.