Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

When Chitang opened his eyes, his mind was in a mess due to the hangover. He didn't have time to recall what happened. His hand first touched a piece of naked and hot skin.

She seemed to be struck by lightning. She quickly sat up, hugged the quilt, turned her head, took a glance, and immediately turned back.

Chitang gritted his teeth, his cheeks turned red and white, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in place by someone's spell, with a dazed look in his eyes.

She closed her eyes, trying to erase the scene she had just seen, but her brain was out of control. The more she tried to erase it, the clearer it appeared before her eyes.

There was only a quilt on the bed. When I got up holding the quilt, the people around me were no longer blocked, and I could see more and more clearly.

She saw,

Bai Heng, who used to be spotless in white, was now lying beside him, his upper body half naked, with ambiguous kiss marks and fingernail scratches all over his body.

He closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes drooped, his sleeping face was peaceful, and the corners of his lips were raised, revealing a sense of contentment.

The inky black hair was scattered all over the place, some of it was blocked in front of the body to cover the two cherry-colored spots, and some of it was casually scattered on the bed, entangled ambiguously with Chitang's long hair.

The immortal who was originally high and mighty seemed to be tainted by the colors of the mundane world all of a sudden. The red mole under the corner of his eye was slightly swollen, revealing a bit of decadent beauty.

It's obvious what happened.

Chitang tried to calm down and recall what had happened to lead to the current situation.

She remembered that she was feeling depressed and wanted to get drunk to relieve her sorrow, so she scooped up some peach blossom wine and drank it cup by cup.

The peach blossom wine and liquor were re-blended and became many times stronger than before.

After a few drinks, she felt light-headed and became much bolder.

When he saw Master coming out of the house, he pulled him over to drink with him.

Then she complained and vented her emotions, and in the middle of it, the master grabbed her for some reason... and kissed her?

Chitang's eyes widened, not daring to think about the meaning of this action.

She shook her head vigorously to shake off the image of being kissed and continued to recall the past.

The master wanted to help me go back to rest, but on the way, I was aroused by his beauty and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek.

The latter part is even more unbridled and bold, with lips and teeth intertwined, the most intimate affair between men and women, fox ears and fur tail, entwined between legs...

Chitang hurriedly stopped recalling, his face turning red.

She felt extremely regretful, blaming herself for losing her mind after drinking and robbing her master of his innocence.

'Why are you drinking?'

The cause of all the problems was the peach blossom wine that made people lose their minds.

Chitang frowned. The troubles before her were enough to make her have no time to feel sad anymore, let alone her love for Zhuqing.

She was even a little angry at Zhu Qing for leaving without saying goodbye.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be so sad, I just wanted to drink, and the scene in front of me wouldn't have happened...

She thought of countless words in her mind to curse Zhu Qing, but in the end, it turned to contempt for her own incompetence.

"Why did you become so tempted by her beauty?"

"A Tang?"

The person next to her woke up at some point and saw Chitang leaning against the head of the bed. She sat up and called her softly.

Chitang scratched the corner of the quilt, trying to give himself some courage, then turned around and looked over.

"Master, Master."

"Atang, I'll wait for you outside."

Bai Heng seemed to know the confusion in her mind. He put on his clothes and went out, leaving her some space to think quietly.

But before leaving, the deep look he gave me made people's hearts tremble, and it was quite significant.

When he stood up and put on his clothes, his hair swayed slightly from side to side, revealing two red spots that had been hidden. Combined with the bite marks and scratches on his chest and neck, he looked truly miserable.

Chitang saw the obvious bite marks clearly, and the blush on his face instantly spread behind his ears, making him feel even more guilty.

How many excessive things have I done? I will be leaving soon. How am I going to explain this to my master?

Wait, Chitang paused.

She clearly remembered that her master did not restrain his movements, but rather moved violently and brutally.

Then I should also have marks and feel uncomfortable on my body, maybe even worse than Master's current condition.

Everyone has gone too far, so can we just call it even and get away with it?

A hint of joy appeared in Chitang's eyes, but he was stunned when he lowered his head and felt something strange in his body.

Because nothing she expected happened.

There are some ambiguous marks on the body, but they are all light pink, lightly covering the surface and will fade away in no time.

She didn't feel unwell at all. On the contrary, she felt refreshed and full of energy. She couldn't wait to get out of bed and find someone to fight with.

This is impossible!

Chitang's eyes widened, refusing to believe the reality at all.

After a moment's silence, she thought of a reasonable explanation and lowered her head dejectedly, looking like a wilted cabbage.

Could it be that she stole Master's Yuan Yang?

No way.

Master is tens of thousands of years old. Hasn’t he ever developed feelings for someone?

If there really isn't, then I would be even more sinful.

Chitang buried himself with the quilt, wishing he could sleep forever at this moment so that he would not have to face the things outside.

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outside the house.

Bai Heng thought about the mottled marks on his body, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and now he had a bit of the cunning feeling of the fox prototype.

These marks on his body were left by him intentionally.