Chapter 107: 【Tanabata Festival】 Drunk Town 01

When Yelan was posted, the supper suddenly awakened from the dream, feeling the dangerous atmosphere when the prey was captured by the beast.
However, it was too late. This was a raid without warning. Yelang held his body against his back, and made no direct preparations. He penetrated directly and hit the end.
Supper was so painful in front of him that his drowsiness disappeared immediately, cursing: "Damn, why are you in estrus again!"
In the daytime, the night lang is very well-behaved, draw a circle to tell him not to go out, he will obediently squat inside to stand by. But at night, the opposite was true. When he was excited, he was almost six relatives.
Supper habitually found out the short blade to try to push him back. Originally, it was just a false demonstration of a demonstration. However, Yelang did not dodge, leaving the blade in his arms.
At this moment, he only has and animal nature, and only wants to do it in his nature, but it is also his nature to never defend the supper. Suddenly at supper, he cursed and pulled his hand to pull out the short blade, and the blood was brought out into the air with the sharp blade. Where Supper was so willing to hurt him, he did not dare to take another shot, and tried his best to turn over and jump to the side to hide. Yelang grabbed his wrist against the wall and pressed his back to force him to cling to the wall, making it harder to move. The number of night martial arts roads is known as a remote hidden weapon. It is simply delusional to try to fight the Yelang brute force. He is sandwiched between the wall and the Yelang, and there is no room for dodging.
The actions of the people behind were rude and brutal. At the beginning of the supper, he sobbed a few times due to severe pain, and gradually lost his resistance, and even moaned. In order to force the supper to make a noise, Yelang continued to increase its strength. Supper had no idea whether the impact force on the wall was more painful or the razor blades under it were more painful. The consciousness was almost fragmented.
The supper was sober again, more like being pulled back to consciousness by intense pain. The knees and chests are covered with blue blood, and the wrists are swollen and swollen. You can feel the viscous liquid slowly flowing between your legs without moving. Some are cold and some are still warm.
It's not dawn yet, and probably only one or two hours have passed. Ye Lan lay on him already asleep, and still did not forget to hold him tightly. There is an obscene fine smell and a slight smell in the air.
Seeing him sleeping sweetly in the middle of the night, he couldn't beat himself up.
He was slimy underneath. He didn't have to think about how messy he was. He lay down for a while, and recovered his strength. He slapped his palms on the night appendix: "Mission ~"
He didn't have the energy, and his hands fluttered softly, and Yelan didn't wake up at all.
"You ~ wake up Lao Tzu ~" Yexiao used his last strength to twitch his cheek, but unfortunately the scolding sound was just as light and unrelated.
Yelang opened his eyes slightly, and only stretched the slender line. He was at a loss, moved to his side in a dim manner, hugged his leg and stunned, and went to sleep peacefully.
Supper supper.
Most of those who practice martial arts are very vigilant about being moved. Only those who trust themselves wholeheartedly are not guarded, and a little movement will not wake them up. Supper knew that she was so special about Yelang, and was once very proud of it, but in this situation, she just slaps him into the wall.
The supper trembled and shoved open the night ledge, kicked him under the bed fiercely, leaned on the fence pillar and sat up. With this slight movement, the place of privacy feels like a spring, flowing down his legs, and the whole body suddenly gets wet.
Supper greeting the sun in my heart.
Regarding the greetings, I took a deep breath, barely supported the ground, and draped in a single coat, all the way to the wall and the tree to climb the mountain. Houshan jungle is dense, and a clear spring flows down, converging into a stream. When I first came to Jiange, the supper was fancy here, saying that this place is convenient for taking a bath. The master of the court, Xuanheng teased him: "We are rich and rich, and of course I call my servant girl to wait for bathing.
Supper said casually: "In case of inconvenience."
I didn't expect to be crippled by my own words, and died directly. I was "not very convenient" by Yelang for three days and two ends. I needed to hide in this place where no one secretly cleaned up the turbid fluid in the body. There is a circle of rocks scattered near the mountain spring, and the water is very shallow. When sitting, it is just over shoulders. The supper is lying on the rock almost paralyzed, and stiffly penetrates into the body to wash away the turbidity and blood flow.
After supper washing, the soreness on his body did not stop, he continued to paralyze on Qingyan, staring at the starry sky.
The anger subsided, and I felt a little wronged.
Supper touching his butt, sucking his nose and sighing softly: "You can't always be like this ... when is it the head ..."
Supper for a while, the patience with Yelang finally reached its peak.
At that time, the wound before his secret place was not good, and it was cracked again. He was so angry that he was determined to drive him out of his room from now on, and he was not allowed to take half a step.
Apparently arranged a room for Yelang, but he just refused to sleep peacefully. He squatted on the roof of the supper every night. He couldn't rush away, just like bullying him.
The supper was really awkward, holding his ears to tie the chain link of his collar to the railing of the small window of the chalet.
The court owner and Qiqi seemed to make slight remarks on this matter, but Yelan was his shadow guard after all, and it was difficult for others to interject.
With the strength of Yelang, it was easy to break away from the crumbling little broken iron window, but he was still chained obediently, digging out on the small window every day, waiting for the supper to look twice.
Yelang was closed for several days, but nothing happened. Supper found that as long as he didn't sleep next to him, he was honest and wouldn't estrus.
Supper would rather he lose his temper and take advantage of the opportunity to clean up him. But he was so obedient, the more he seemed to make things more difficult.
It's not a way to stay tied like this. After hiding for a few days, I became more depressed and felt like I was going bald.
The patron monarch Xuanheng shook his head and said, "What the are you, Ye Lan is going to be bald."
Then he rubbed the fluffy hair of the loyal dog Ergezhu, who was half a head taller than himself, and said proudly, "It's too miserable for Yelang to follow you. Look at my house, Tan, it's so dark, how well I've raised it."
Ye Tan listened silently, and slightly bent his knees in order to make it easier for his host to touch.
Supper was very unconvinced and decided to go to Yelang to see who was bald ... Oh no, who was miserable.
Ye Lanpa saw him on the small iron window, and his eyes were so bright that he would have a galaxy, and then his tail was shaken wildly.
He walked into the firewood room and pushed open the door. He disappeared for a few days, and Yelan was already ashamed, and the neat pile of firewood was cut out by him into a mess, like an abandoned mourning dog.
Ye Lan fluttered into his arms with excitement, without taking two steps, being pulled by the stretched iron chain. Ye Lan pulled it a little impatiently, and the iron window was pulled up completely and hit the ground.
When Ye Lan stayed, it seemed that he remembered his mistake and was punished. He scrambled to pick up the iron window and plug it back, trying to install it as it was. The bricks around the window were broken. How can I get back by brute force? The holes in the wall became bigger and bigger. Seeing that the entire wall was about to be crushed by him, supper reluctantly stopped him:
"Hurry up, you idiot ..."
Ye Lan looked at the iron window nervously, with a crying expression on his face: "Guey, I'm sorry I was wrong, I didn't mean it ... I was just so happy that I forgot ... I will never move again ..."
Supper asked: "Oh? You're wrong? What's wrong?"
Ye Lan trembled tremblingly: "No, I don't know ... I must be wrong anyway ..."
Supper at midnight: Hey, play the piano against the cow.
Ye Lang trembled in fear, his hair trembling, and the cast iron cast iron railings were pinched to deform. Seeing him so panicked at supper, he was still distressed.
"Forget it ... I figured it out." Supper sighed and rescued the iron window from his hands, holding those trembling hands to himself, "Well, why bother you and I are both bald, It's enough for me to be bald. "
Yelang didn't understand at all: "Ah? What do you mean?"
Supper smiled suddenly: "It is a very powerful confession."
The supper was confessed, and he brought Yelang back to his room again.
Although experiencing this incident, there has been no change in the situation. When Ye Lan started his love, he didn't remember anything, but he still behaved very hard.
Supper closed his eyes on the rock for a while, and heard someone trotting over the fallen leaves. The pace slowed down as he approached, stopping at the shore as if afraid to wake him up.
Yexiao opened his eyes and turned his eyes to meet Yelan's gaze.
Ye Lan explained quickly: "I just woke up and you are not here. I miss you so much and come to you."
The supper was silent for a while: "You will run naked again in the future. You really have to meet in jail."
Ye Lan looked down at himself and said, "Ah? ... Oh ... It's too urgent to come out."
Supper pointed at the singles scattered by the side of the road when he came: "Put on."
Yelang heard the words and draped over himself.
Supper thought for a while: "No, so I don't have to wear it. You still take it off for me ... after all, you are a silly man, you can shame, I still have a face."
"Oh." Ye Lan heard it and took it back to him.
The supper was silent for a moment, and said, "How do you feel like I'm bullying you?"
Ye Lan stared at him blankly.
"Forget it, don't even wear it." Supper broke the jar and broke, gave up being a man, and said, "I can't move, hold me up."
Ye Lan heard that he was busy picking him up and holding it in his arms, and clinging tightly. Supper had just soaked cold water, and I felt Yelan's arms were hot and warm, making people greedy.
Yexiao worriedly exclaimed: "Okay, go back. Run fast, don't be seen by the boss of Yetan ..."
The night supper was fearful along the way, for fear of being seen as a pervert.
In fact, he doesn't have to worry so much, because there are still many opportunities to be forced to streak, and sooner or later he will be seen.