Chapter 111

Chapter 111

As soon as Nie Renyan had an idea in his heart, he hurried to find the master to put it into practice that night.

The master was at a loss when he heard Nie Renyan's description: "The medicine that makes you unconscious once you drink it? Does it have to be stronger?... How strong do you mean?"

"Too strong...I can't handle someone of this nature." Nie Renyan pointed at himself with one corner of his lips raised, and his expression showed that he was not planning anything good.

"What are you going to do?" The master wondered in his heart: People these days are quite law-abiding, even Wuwu and Taotie are no exceptions, they are not as energetic as Luo Xiaochen made, who is he trying to punish? Moreover, what is his nature... hiss—could it be used on Ye Zhao? That can't be harmful... Thinking about it, the master stroked his beard and said: "There are drugs that can make people faint, and the old man who can drug you can't get out, but..."

Nie Renyan scratched his chin: "But what? Don't be a fool, old man. I'm in a hurry."

"Medicine is not good, but wine is fine."

"liquor?"

"This—" The master paused, then rummaged through his cloth pocket for a long time, and found a mud-sealed wine jar, which was a circle smaller than normal wine jars, and could just be held in his hand. "The old man brewed it himself, and the gods are drunk. Those who have drunk this wine so far, no matter how high their morals are, they will pour it out of a cup, and then they will lose consciousness."

Nie Renyan was stunned by the name, thanked the old man, and wanted to reach out to pick up the wine jar. Unexpectedly, the master moved away with a heartbroken face.

"Wait a minute, you don't need so much, so save some for the old man." The master wrinkled his face again and rummaged through his cloth pocket for a while, took out a very small jade jug, and patted the wine away. The clay seal of the altar. Almost instantly, a light fragrance wafted out, which was very pleasant to smell. Generally strong wine tastes thick and mellow, but this wine has a very light taste and is more inclined to be sweet.

"Old man, are you fooling me with fruit juice?" Nie Renyan smelled suspicious.

"The purpose of brewing this wine is to pour it into people, so that they will know how strong it is when they smell it. How can I pour it?" The master explained with a serious face while pouring the wine into the small flagon. As soon as most of the body of the pot was gone, he withdrew his hands and closed the lid. "Here, here you are."

Nie Renyan took the small jade pot that could pour two small glasses of wine at most, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Can you be more stingy?"

The master pretended not to hear, and put the wine jar back into the cloth pocket without changing his face.

Complaints are complaints, Nie Renyan didn't wait for the master to say anything, and walked back to his and Ye Zhao's hut with the wine jar.

Recently, for the convenience of the little one with only two glutinous rice teeth, they usually cook porridge at night. As soon as Nie Renyan went back, he went into the kitchen. There was enough time for the porridge in the pot, and the rice grains had been boiled into the thick porridge soup. Looking at it, he thought it tasted good.

Familiar footsteps sounded outside the door, and Ye Zhao, who was holding the little one to see Brother Qinglong, came back. Nie Renyan scooped up three bowls of porridge immediately, took out the small jug, poured more than half of it into one of the bowls, stirred it with a spoon, and then mixed the rest of the jug into the other bowl of porridge. The movement is not chaotic at all, and it is done in one go.

Until the three of them sat at the dining table, Nie Renyan took the little one from Ye Zhao's hand, put it on his lap, and picked up the bowl and fed him porridge spoon by spoon. Come out with a little problem.

"What's in the porridge?" Ye Zhao took a sip, and felt that the taste was a little different from usual, as if there was a little sweet aroma mixed in the rice fragrance?

Nie Renyan didn't change his face: "I asked the old man for some spiritual grass juice. He has a lot of it. Give this little guy some. Maybe he can grow his teeth faster. I drink porridge every night, and I'm about to fade out."

Ye Zhao: "...Then why is it in my bowl?"

"If you want to make up, of course make up together, how can this kid be the only one to benefit." Nie Renyan snorted, still looking as usual.

Ye Zhao dubiously took another sip of porridge, the hot porridge made people steam from the heart to the bottom of the eyes, um, the taste is not bad. Although he instinctively felt that Nie Renyan was more likely to give this little guy drugs than tonics, but the porridge did have a faint aura after drinking it, so he put away a trace of doubt in his heart——Nie Renyan should still drink it. Not so childish.

As soon as he finished thinking this way, he saw two suspicious blushes on the face of the little baby who was hugged by Nie Renyan and sat on his lap after being fed half a bowl of porridge. The puffy face looked cute, but this reaction was obvious. Something is wrong! The little guy suddenly laughed a few times, swayed on Nie Renyan's lap twice like a beanie, and with a thump, his head tilted on Nie Renyan's arms and fell asleep, obviously drunk.

Ye Zhao: "..." Why did he feel that Nie Renyan was not naive just now? !

It was like a chain reaction, looking at the little one who was already drunk, even Ye Zhao, who had only taken two sips, began to feel a slight sense of alcohol rising to his head, wave after wave of slightly drunken feeling from bottom to top, The cheeks and ears began to feel warm, and the brain also became warm.

"So when I drank the porridge just now, it was not because of the porridge itself, but because of the things mixed in it?!" Ye Zhao's drinking capacity is not bad, and he always starts to have a slight tingle when he dips a little. Drunk feeling, after a few drinks, others started to talk loudly, but he still stayed in the previous slightly drunk state.

It's just that every time he drinks alcohol, he looks a bit like he's caught a cold—there's a lot of water in his eyes, and his eyes are soaked and shiny, but they feel a little hazy. The voice of speaking is also stained with a slight nasal sound, which sounds much softer than usual, muffled, and a little waxy.

This kind of appearance is easy to recruit

Nie Renyan turned into a wolf on the spot, not to mention he had been holding back his wolf blood for so many days.

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"You really—" Ye Zhao got up helplessly. Although he was drunk, it didn't affect his speech and walking. He still walked steadily to Nie Renyan, hugged the little one, and walked towards his little bed.

As soon as the quilt was covered for him, before he even had time to turn around, Ye Zhao felt Nie Renyan hugging him from behind.

The incomparably familiar wide palm rested on his lower back, the heat of the palm penetrated through the thin layer of fabric of the home shirt, clear and ambiguous, the blood all over his body was extremely active under the influence of alcohol, rushing towards the touched All the nerves in the body seemed to be blunted, except for the place where the palm was slowly rubbing.

"Ye Zhao..." Nie Renyan's voice was slightly hoarse. His hands followed Ye Zhao's thin waistline, stroked forward, pulled out the hem of his shirt, and then poked in, along his abdomen, all the way slowly. up.

The speed of his hand movements was very slow, and his calloused fingertips lingered on every part of Ye Zhao's skin. Ye Zhao, who was already a little drunk, was electrified all over his body by him, and his mind felt clear. As Nie Renyan landed on the neck, the delicate kisses on the ears became less and less. Wherever his fingers touched lightly, the skin became extremely sensitive.

"You..." Ye Zhaogang said a word, and the ending trembled. He grabbed Nie Renyan's mischievous hand on his chest, panting lightly: "This is the living room!" Besides, there was the little bed in front of him, even if the little guy was already unconscious, it didn't mean Ye Zhao wouldn't feel embarrassed.

"Then let's change places..." Nie Renyan turned Ye Zhao around, but the teasing fingers lingering on Ye Zhao's chest still didn't stop, and the other hand wrapped around his waist so that the two could get closer, their bodies touching , pressed together tightly, rubbing gently provocatively.

He lowered his head slightly and leaned forward, his forehead pressed against his forehead, and there was a slight coolness on the tip of his nose that was close to each other. The somewhat rapid breathing between his lips and teeth was all entangled together. He could even clearly see the corners of Ye Zhao's eyes following the movements of his fingers. Little by little it turned red.

Ye Zhao only felt that his drunkenness was becoming more and more intense at this moment. Although he had been trying his best to maintain his rationality and calmness, the alcohol made him faintly excited from the depths of his body. The instinctive reaction, coupled with being teased and teased by Nie Renyan with a bit of a nasty nature, made people a little annoyed. He lowered his eyes and bit his lip, then leaned his head up.

Facts have proved that whenever Ye Zhaoyi takes the initiative, Nie Renyan will go completely crazy.

The two returned to the room almost kissing and biting eagerly all the way. Nie Renyan almost swallowed Ye Zhaochai and pressed him on the bed. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he pressed down again. Kissing all the way from the lips, the tip of the tongue across the chest, the lean waist, and the groin all the way down... and then swallowed.

Ye Zhao's slender fingers grabbed the bed sheet suddenly, his knuckles were a little white, he tilted his neck up, panting closely following Nie Renyan's movements.

This is not the first time that Nie Renyan used his mouth to get Ye Zhao out, but this is Ye Zhao's most emotional time. I don't know if it is because of alcohol. He is much less awkward than before, and he no longer bites his lips and says no. He didn't say anything, but clutched the bed sheet with one hand, covered his eyes with the back of the other hand, gasped for breath, and occasionally made a little sound, which was enough to make Nie Renyan's eyes turn red.

Taking advantage of Ye Zhao's growing affection, he pressed his fingers all the way to the back.

Ye Zhao trembled uncomfortably when he reached in, but quickly diverted his attention because of the movement of his mouth. Nie Renyan increased the number of fingers, massaged and pressed inside, and expanded carefully, while speeding up the speed of soothing.

Finally, Ye Zhao vented out with a long and hoarse moan. The opened legs instinctively wanted to close because of pleasure and shame, but Nie Renyan pressed them down. A certain scorching part rubbed against the expanded place twice and then pushed in slowly, so slow that Ye Zhao could even feel every beat of it.

He looked at Nie Renyan's face in the confusion after orgasm, and stroked his fingers along his neck and cheeks.

It was this person who, when his blood was about to run out, came behind him recklessly, with wounds all over his body and clothes soaked in blood, and held his hand with both hands.

In addition to the memories of the past, they have known each other for thousands of years before, and there may be even longer years waiting for them after that. They may bring their primordial spirits to reincarnate with ordinary people, or they may continue like this forever. Seeing clearly All the familiar people around me are getting old and leaving, the situation is changing, and the sea is changing.

An unimaginably long life may be a special experience, or it may be another kind of helpless lonely journey.

But if there is such a person on this journey who spends the same long life as yours to stay with you, then it will be another result...

Probably, will be very happy.

very happy.

Ye Zhao leaned forward and kissed Nie Renyan delicately. When Nie Renyan got more and more excited, he clasped his shoulders with both hands, and with a single effort, the two changed their positions. He sat on Nie Renyan's waist, propping his chest with one hand and his chin with the other, watching his expression with his mouth slightly open because of shock, and lowering his head to his ear, his usual light voice was stained with lust Become slightly hoarse: "I'll do it."

Afterwards, until the two of them intersected and were entangled and released together, Nie Renyan was in a state of slowing down.

God, Ye Zhao actually took the initiative to sit on him one day! ! ! Old man Nima must have added ecstasy to his wine, right? ! Fuck me, I'm going to grab his cloth pocket tomorrow!

In the dormitory far away, the master who was thinking about his precious Budou sneezed hard.

He twitched the stone head with a proud face: "Stinky boy, are you thinking about being a teacher again in your heart?!"

Shitou: "..." Does it have anything to do with me? ! ! !