Chapter 96

The drunk Xinghui is somewhat similar to the previous febrile Xinghui, but generally speaking, they are not sober.

But maybe fever is more uncomfortable, so Xinghui at that time was more inclined to avoid it.

And the drunk black-haired young man, with thick long eyelashes covering his eyes obediently, created a hazy water in the blink of an eye. When he pressed his chin against his palm, he exerted a little force, which softened the curve of his overall face.She was very well-behaved, her eyes were moist and shining, she rested on his palm and smiled at him.

The laughing Yu Yuan was at a loss for a while.

"How much did you just drink?"

Yu Yuan's Adam's apple slid up and down with difficulty.

He can tease the little god with a cold face, teasing him to show his hidden side.

But for the soft little Xinghui in front of him, he couldn't even say a word of teasing, and his voice became soft unconsciously.

A little too exciting.

Just now because of Xinghui's mental strength, he saw so many scenes that made his blood surge.

As a result, he turned around and became drunk.

I really want to touch the young man's head, and then pull his little hair.

But probably not, who knows if Xinghui will be broken after sobering up, if there is no fragment, he will probably be angry.

The howling of ghosts and wolves on the side of the demon clan continued, Yu Yuan held Xinghui's face, stood up, walked to Xinghui, and blocked Xinghui's body.

Xinghui's hands reached up in an instant, wrapped around his waist, and buried his face in his arms.

As if he had found a familiar safe corner, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Excited, Yu Yuan froze all of a sudden.

"Go back and rest first."

He compromised almost instinctively, coaxing in a low voice, using a voice that he hardly ever had.

Then the tall demons helped the young man up, as if they wanted to hug Xinghui directly.

But the little god rejected the other party on this matter.

"Don't carry me away."

Xinghui still had the fruity aroma of strawberries in his mouth. He was actually a little dizzy at this moment, insisting on his majesty in a strange place.

There is nothing urgent now, but after the war, you have to relax.

Why do you want to carry it away?

Xinghui looked puzzled in his eyes, tilted his head slightly, his sharp eyes were somewhat gorgeous, and even the ends of his eyes were slightly glowing with a light red luster, just looking at Yu Yuan like this.

Yu Yuan instantly forgot what he wanted to do just now, until he brought Xinghui back to the room.

The little god was drunk, except for the first two steps that he staggered a bit and walked crookedly, there was no difference in the rest, and even his pale face was still slightly sullen.

For a while, Yu Yuan wondered if he was really drunk.

Until Xinghui opened the door of his room, Yu Yuan kicked off his shoes under his nose, walked all the way to the bed, climbed onto the bed, pulled up the quilt, rolled all the way to the corner, and curled up in the corner under the quilt.

He even raised his eyes somewhat dissatisfied because the door was open and had a light source, and looked at Yu Yuan, as if silently saying: close the door.

Now is his alone time, he chose this small corner to start to shut himself up!

Yu Yuan: ...

By the time Yu Yuan started to think again, he had watched Xinghui complete the series of actions, and stepped into Xinghui's room, closing the door behind him.

The nemesis is simply his nemesis, he has nothing to do with such a Xinghui.

what to do?Either way, like it.

When it is sassy, it pokes into the heart, making the heart pound with excitement.

When it's soft, people's hearts almost melt. How can it be so soft, handsome and cute?

Seeing that Xing Hui closed the door, he blinked at the guy who invaded his room, watched him approach step by step, raised his legs to press on the bed, and leaned forward.

In the pitch-black room, those dark red eyes shone slightly, a little treacherously.

"Will it be uncomfortable? Do you want to get something to sober up after drinking too much?"

The quality of life of the demon clan in the past was really poor. They only paid attention to survival and military strength, and didn't care about food and drink at all. After all, in the environment of the barren galaxy, there is no way to breed other things.The beast came back and roasted and ate.

Yu Yuan has only seen things like wine from books, and has never really seen them at all. It was races like the Great Witch who came here and assisted them in their research, and only then did they come up with these things that improve the quality of life.God tomorrow.

Therefore, Yu Yuan's understanding of drunkenness is also very shallow.

I quickly thought about what to use to hangover, because read in the book that some races with poor physique would have various uncomfortable reactions after being drunk, and Xinghui's physique was definitely considered to be a hangover in Yu Yuan's eyes.The weakest kind.

After all, even the stronger heat outside could roast him red.

What does the book seem to say about honey?

Are there similar star beasts on the surrounding planets, maybe he drives a battleship to find them, and come back in time to make hangover soup for Xinghui?

Yu Yuan was eager to try.

But in the next second, Xinghui tilted his head and carefully identified him for a while, stretched out his hands, hooked his neck with both hands, and climbed up to him directly.

It took a lot of strength, and it also used my own mental strength.

At this moment, Yu Yuan seemed to have been electrified all over his body. One of them failed to hold on, and almost fell on Xinghui, but fortunately he supported it with his elbow in the end.

"Star"

It's too much to challenge the physical limit.

The decades of not being interested in this matter seem to come back all of a sudden, burning vigorously.

"What's wrong? Boyfriend?"

Xinghui did something bad, and still lowered his eyes, with a beautiful and somewhat cold face, the dull hair on his head drooped down along with his movements, and his eyelashes fluttered non-stop.

Sincere doubts.

What do you say?

If Xinghui hadn't been sober after drinking at the moment, he would really have tried to tell him what was wrong.

It's fine if you flirt once, you can't flirt every now and then, right?

Do you know for a reliable male.

Very feature-intensive.

But he hasn't figured out how to say it to the drunk.

Yu Yuan's dark red pupils suddenly widened.

He just fell down with Xinghui's strength, and his body is shorter than Xinghui's. At this moment, his little devil's horns are constantly dangling in front of Xinghui's eyes, very attractive, and Xinghui's face is very close.

So Xinghui opened his mouth without thinking, and bit the tip of the devil's horn.

Huya grinds his teeth lightly and thinks for a while.

Spit it out.

Well, not tasty.

Yu Yuan: ...

Yu Yuan was really going crazy.

He couldn't move his body, trying to calm down his breathing, but even so, his breathing gradually became heavy.

And most importantly——

Xinghui was really stupefied, just finished biting, stared and reacted for a while, then looked at the devil's horn in front of him, tilted his head in thought, and opened his mouth.

Then the loop was successfully reached.

What's this?Take a bite, bah, it's not good; what is it?Take a bite, bah, it's not good...

In the end, Yu Yuan finally became violent, scooped Xinghui into his arms, wrapped Xinghui twice with a quilt, and stuffed it into his arms, so that Xinghui would not do such wicked things again.

Seeing a very serious god, why is his mind so bad?!

He trapped Xinghui with both hands and feet, gnashing his teeth.

The corners of the eyes were reddened with excitement.

His body temperature was already hot, but at this moment it was more like a stove, and his breath was full of hot breath.

The voice is even hoarse.

"Stop making trouble, go to bed."

As for hangover soup or not, won't go, if Xinghui feels uncomfortable tomorrow, let Yin Fan show Xinghui again.

Anyway, it's impossible for him to let Xinghui stay alone in such a situation.

The main reason is that you don't understand Xinghui's brain circuit now, and you don't even know what he was thinking and what he was going to do after you left. This picture can't be seen by others.

It's the fifth day since the storm died down, and it's also the fifth day that the stars have finally been liberated from millennia-old catastrophe.

The hot light of the barren galaxy is not so strong due to the receding pollution. It shines through the translucent window, and only a wisp of playful slips out of the curtain, like flowing gold, from the floor to the bed next to it.

The room was a bit messy, half of the sheets were torn off, the pillows were thrown on the floor, and the quilt on the bed was covered in a ball.

A fair and beautiful hand protruded from the quilt, and just touched the head of the bed when it was covered by another hand with a much darker complexion. That hand turned Xinghui's hand over, fingertips one after anotherI stuffed it in, interlocked my fingers firmly, and then fished this hand back into the quilt.

When Xinghui opened his eyes in confusion from the burning of his fingertips, he was buried under the quilt.

Next to the ear is another person's breath.

"woke up?"

Xinghui:!

Xing turned his head, Yu Yuan was obviously tossed by him all night, his dark red eyes like rabbits were even more red now, his hair was messy, and he showed him a put on a fake smile expression.

Xinghui:??

"You ran out yesterday to find someone to fight? Why are you like this?"

"I had a fight with you in the middle of the night, because you had to be covered in the quilt to sleep, and you had to pinch the horns, and occasionally a mental turmoil—"

Yu Yuan explained to the parties one by one what happened in the middle of the night.

Xinghui: ...

Xing Huihui pressed his temple in pain, his complexion gradually changed.

"Am I drunk?"

Gods are actually drunk?

He won't get sick, how could he be drunk?!

Yu Yuan still smiled far-fetchedly: "In the future, the demon clan will have no drinks, so I'm tormenting me to death—Xing Xing."

Especially here.

Yu Yuan still tugged Xinghui's hand down.

Really very spiritual.

It can be seen that he has been refreshed all night, no wonder this person has such a resentful expression.

Xinghui was a little uncomfortable and wanted to withdraw his hand, but looking at his expression, he felt that he couldn't lose, the little god still refused to withdraw his hand, but clasped his hand in compromise.

"Not now, I have to go to the research institute later."

Yu Yuan: Oh, the institute is more important than me.

"When will it be?"

Yu Yuan raised his eyes and stared straight.

"I was so good yesterday, didn't I get any rewards? Also, you won't let me wait for ten or eight years, right? After all, the stars are only born for five years, and the earliest adult race in the interstellar seems to be ten years old?"

Yu Yuan couldn't sleep because of Xinghui's torment last night, but everything went through in his mind.

It's almost like saying that if you start counting from the fact that you actually have a physical birth, you are still a baby.

Feeling guilty just thinking about it.

This is unbearable.

Xinghui grabs him by the collar.

"First of all, it won't take that long, but it won't work in two days, it will work in five days."

Five days is enough for a diligent god to learn a lot!

"Furthermore," the black-haired young man's soft black curly hair is fluffy, and his eyes are sharp and slightly lazy, "The calculation time of the power of the gods is not counted from the birth, it has been at least ten years since the existence of the power that constitutes meNot to mention the inheritance of the gods of the past dynasties, although it is different from all the memories of the mermaids, it can guarantee that any god born will be a mature body, no matter the mind or body shape, it will be fixed, if these are counted—”

Especially the thousands of years passed down by the gods.

Xinghui bent his lips.

"You are a baby in the tens of years. To me, you should be called ancestor."

The author has something to say:

Yu Yuan: My wife is really my little ancestor, tormenting me to death, uncomfortable and happy, I want to eat it

Xinghui: Improve seniority.jpg

Continue later, good morning babies