[Chailing] I want to fall in love, but my partner always pretends not to understand!

Xiao Zuojing Drunk Ling (Ling: I am only one year old, I am proud)

Crazy provocative involuntary, dangerous speech and dangerous moves

Blue? He's so cute. Think? But I can't? Chase

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"I don't want Lan Yuan, I want...I want to chase brother."

"..."

What should I do now?Jin Ling, who was so drunk, not only didn't know people's names, but also became noisy and annoying.

Want to chase brother?Why did he call out such an appellation again?

Seeing that Jin Ling's eyes were red and his lips were flattened, his hands tightly grasped the two snow-colored skirts on his chest, almost pulling them out of the belt.

He had just sobered up, and his hands and feet were a little numb and not very flexible.Lan Sizhui didn't dare to use all his strength to push away the tightened fingers, so he had to slap a few times with his palm instead.

"A Ling, let go, stop making trouble." His tone was extremely gentle and gentle, if he quarreled with Jin Ling's drunken and aching head, it would be even more uncomfortable after a while.

But who would have thought that this slight refusal seemed to touch Jin Ling's sensitive nerves.

As soon as the words fell, he was more emotional than before, he changed his grasping to grasping, and straightened the piece of fabric at once.He lowered his head, pointed the top of his head at Lan Sizhui's chest in front of him, and slammed into Lan Sizhui's chest viciously.

It's all the strength of breastfeeding.Lan Sizhui flinched in pain, but Jin Ling could hear tears in his voice: "I don't, where did you hide my brother SiZhui?"

After bumping into him a few times in succession, he seemed to be shaking himself dizzily, so he simply pushed hard and pressed against the first rib below Lan Sizhui's collarbone, sobbing and stopped moving.

The head on the chest was dry and fluffy, and the hair was messed up.

Lan Sizhui had heard before that there were various kinds of obsessions after drinking, or people who were drunk for a long time, or quarreling endlessly, most of them were hard to serve.

Seeing Jin Ling's actions now, it seems that he has returned to that childish child, with a very pure and frank heart, and his actions and words are all based on the original intention in his heart.

Just like at this moment, he was tired from the fuss, and felt inexplicably wronged in his heart, tears kept falling down, soaking a small piece of skin on Lan Sizhui's chest, and sliding down warmly along the texture.

"I'm here, don't cry... Lan Yuan..." Frowning slightly, Lan Sizhui was really distressed and didn't know what to say.

Brother, he hasn't heard such a soft title for a long time.It seems to have a milky aroma, which makes people feel at a loss.

Now that this word came out of Jin Ling's mouth, he felt even more at a loss.

"Sizhui...Brother...Brother is here." Seeing his head buried in tears, Lan Sizhui finally complied with his words, and whispered, "A Ling, why did you call me so?"

Even though he knew it was all drunken nonsense, it warmed his heart to hear Jin Ling say it so stubbornly and dependently.

Forget it, it's just a title, how could he care so much about a person who is not sober after drinking too much.

Jin Ling's crying was unsteady, and he didn't know what he was fighting with, and there was a bit of resentment in his voice: "Why...why don't you let me call you...uh!"

After speaking half a sentence, he was interrupted by a tearful hiccup.Jin Ling opened his eyes ignorantly, as if startled by the sudden voice, feeling strange in his heart, raised his hand to touch his neck.Xu Shi felt that there was nothing strange about it, and he caught sight of the fair skin in front of his eyes.

"Uh-huh?"

He tilted his head, his eyes were covered with tears and he couldn't see anything clearly.He raised his hand to touch Lan Sizhui's neck, rubbed his hot palm against the artery twice, and slightly brushed a bulge in his throat with his little finger.Lan Sizhui swallowed in a daze, his Adam's apple slipped along his knuckles: "A Ling?"

Didn't feel any difference, as if finally relieved, Jin Ling twitched his nostrils bit by bit.The tears were frightened back by the moment just now, but the knot in my heart is still far from unraveling: "You, let... those little girls call you like that,"

After talking like this, he suddenly became confident.

"That's what I'm going to say, uh! You have to make me so... uh."

The tears finally stopped, perhaps because he cried too hard, Jin Ling hiccupped and couldn't stop, his shoulders and back trembled.With both hands frantically trying to wipe away the tears, even the little bit of cinnabar was wiped off by the cuffs, and then was brought down on the cheeks, until he rubbed himself into a little cat.

It turned out that it was the childlike desire for monopoly that caused the trouble.Seeing Jin Ling, he was really choking and uncomfortable, and he was dazed and went straight into the person's arms, like a full-year-old child who was bullied and asked for comfort.

Lan Sizhui brushed Jin Ling's back with one hand to comfort him, and he could only coax him softly: "A Ling, hold your breath... Be obedient."

The person on him twisted his body, pursed his lips, and turned his head to the other side, as if he didn't want to listen.In the next second, he was still hiccupped and could only pinch his nose pitifully.

"I'll count for you, and it'll be fine when I count to ten." He stroked his tensed back, and echoed the soft voice.

Candles were burning in the corners of the room, and the warm flickering light was imprinted on Jin Ling's eyes and cheeks, which were reddened by alcohol, and melted densely into a piece of pale orange candlelight.

He fixed his eyes on Lan Sizhui's hand, but before he heard the count of six, he blinked a few times, and still couldn't help breathing.

"Uh!" It fell short.

Knowing that he was secretly relieved, Jin Ling looked guilty, and lowered his head as if he had made a mistake in shame, muttering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

What he couldn't see was the deep and shallow friendship in Lan Sizhui's eyes.

"Drink some water." With one hand, he clasped Jin Ling's waist to prevent him from slipping, and with the other, he reached for the teapot in the middle of the table, turned over the upside-down small cup, poured a cup of tea, brought it to his lips, and blew on it for him. .

The water temperature is warm and cool, exuding a clear bamboo fragrance. "A Ling, come."

Seeing him sipping obediently, he bit the edge of the glass and grinded his teeth after drinking the water, as if there was still bamboo fragrance on the edge of the glass, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it.Lan Sizhui was afraid that if he bit the thin purple sand rim hard and hurt his lips, he hurriedly removed the small cup.

The thing near his mouth was suddenly taken away, Jin Ling wrinkled his nose, his eye sockets fainted with water vapor again.

"A Ling, don't chew on the rim of the cup. If you still want to drink, I'll pour you another cup."

"...No... No, take it away."

He stopped sobbing and drank water, and it seemed that he was no longer choking.Glancing at the small black cup, Jin Ling turned around with a snort, twisted his waist and wrapped his arm around Lan Sizhui's side, the body against him was warm and soft, and he closed his eyes and let it go.

What a kid.

Seeing his head bit by bit, knocking on his shoulder, he became so confused, and calmly stopped making noise.Lan Sizhui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xianjun, it's time. Can Xianjun go to the official room you just booked?"

Ya's partition door slammed, and a waiter's voice came from outside.

"……Excuse me."

The person in his arms almost woke up just now.

Originally, I didn't feel it in the private room, but only when I stepped into the verandah with the waiter, did I feel the noise in the lobby of the inn, and it all diffused to the outside through the wall panels and the wide-open window edges.

Drinking and punching, the woman teased, and the strings and bamboos messed up the ears.

It is said that the distance is far, those sensual dogs and horses are scattered in the air a lot, and they can't be distinguished when they reach the ears.But the buzzing is endless, which is really annoying.

Especially when Jin Ling was drunk, he couldn't bear to make a fuss, so he finally got tired of making a fuss and took a break, but now his forehead twitched suddenly because of the noise.

"It's so noisy..." The voice was as soft as a whisper in a dream, and he would definitely be angry if he was suddenly woken up in his sleep.It's just that the eyelids were heavy, as if they were glued together, and he couldn't move even the slightest effort, and his head was dizzy as if he had exerted a tremendous amount of force.

So sad.

There is a dark and icy color in front of my eyes, only the place next to me is hot and warm.Jin Ling turned his face to the side, arching deep into the skirt, the silky cloth rubbed against the skin of his cheeks, dark but reassuring.

Lan Sizhui wraps his arms around his back, grabs his knees with the other, and wraps his arms around his chest tightly.At this moment, he couldn't reach out his hands to cover Jin Ling's ears, and listened to his muttering with furrowed brows, so he had to secretly seal off his sense of hearing first, to avoid being in and out of the noise.

Tightening his arms, he hugged him more firmly, and walked down the stairs into the official room.

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The door is gently closed, as if all the worldly hustle and bustle and restlessness of the people are isolated from this dormitory.

Withdrawing the order to listen to the senses, Lan Sizhui looked down and saw that the person in his arms had fallen asleep peacefully.Except for the slight redness on his face, the rest is a very peaceful sleeping face.

The room was pitch black, only the moonlight poured into the window, covering the couch.The waxed and carved tail of the couch shimmered in the moonlight.

He had to go and light a candle, and fetch water to clean the remaining tear stains on Jin Ling's face.

Lan Sizhui slowly moved to the front of the couch, and was bending down to lay the person in his arms down. Just as he was about to pull away to leave, his right arm hadn't completely withdrawn from under Jin Ling's body when his wrist was grabbed unexpectedly.

"Where are you going?" As if he had sensed it, his eyes hadn't been opened yet, he was very confused, his voice was hoarse and nasal as he had just woken up, and he muttered unclearly: "...I can't...don't leave me. "

"I'm going to light the lamp." Lan Sizhui twitched his wrist, but the grip was tighter, and he sighed, "Come right back."

Reassured and lightly brushed against his forehead, Jin Ling finally let go temporarily, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Lan Sizhui's back as he turned to light the lamp, without letting go a single step.

When he returned after calling the waiter for water for washing up, Jin Ling hugged Lan Sizhui who had just been sitting on the edge of the bed, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Don't go." The muffled voice came from the inside of the clothes, sticky, "My head hurts, please press it for me."

A very clingy look, holding on and refusing to let go.

Compared with Jin Ling's swollen forehead, the fingertips that touched it seemed much cooler.The thin calluses on the fingertips were attached to the skin and rubbed lightly and heavily, and he used the slightly cold back of his hand to apply it from time to time. It was so comfortable that he breathed a long sigh of relief, and there were some tiny pimples from his congested and blocked nasal cavity. hum.

The night wind at the turn of spring and summer was still cool, blowing in from the half-opened window, carrying the smell of the purple bamboo forest, mixed with the faint sandalwood fragrance from Lan Sizhui's body, soothing Jin Ling's pain burned by the stamina of the drink. nerve.

"Hmm." The head under the palm suddenly became restless, twisted twice, and turned over with the whole body.Jin Ling stretched out his hand to press the fingertips on his forehead, and moved them aside.

"No more, no more." He bit his lip, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose. "Good rise."

Xu Shi accidentally pressed some numb muscle, causing a headache.

"A Ling, bear with it, or you will have a worse headache when you wake up tomorrow."

He no longer kneaded with his fingertips, Lan Sizhui lightened the pressure on his hand, pressed his warm palm against the acupuncture point and stroked it down.

It's just that this hairy head really doesn't appreciate it, and can't listen to it.She shrank her neck, avoiding Lan Sizhui's hand.

"No more." Jin Ling closed his eyes and let his own temper roll around on the couch. If he hadn't been supported by his shoulders with his arms, he would have almost fallen off. "It hurts, I don't want to press it!"

The drunk Jin Ling was really annoying.Lan Sizhui could only protect him from falling and bumping.For the rest, there is really nothing he can do about it.

"Then what does Ah Ling want?" At this moment, Jin Ling, who was so drunk that his mind was like a full-year-old child, could only try to coax him down first. "You said it, I will definitely do it."

"..."

"……Really?"

"Really." Seeing that he finally stopped messing around, Lan Sizhui smoothed his long, tangled hair for him, eyes filled with warmth, and said softly, "Tell me, what do you want Ah Ling to do. "

With the promise, Jin Ling curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.It seemed that he had forgotten what happened just now, and even his pupils lit up.

"Then..." He nodded his cheeks and forehead, "I want to miss my brother and kiss me."

"Aniang said, kiss and fly away in pain."

This time, Lan Sizhui was completely stunned.

Dear... Dear?

According to Jin Ling, it was roughly a comforting kiss, printed on the forehead or something like that.It's just that he, Lan Sizhui, had already had an unsightly thought in his heart, which was what he loved, now that he heard this, he had to think about other things.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Jin Ling's eyelashes slowly drooped. "...Again, you lied to me...It's obviously you who said, you can do anything."

"You lied to me..." It seemed that he was extremely disappointed, and became angry again.

He raised his head suddenly, meeting his four eyes, his tone was his usual reserved, but his frankness was unbearable: "Aniang kisses me, and you have to kiss me too."

"You are not allowed to speak without words!"

With her heart pounding, Lan Si chased after Jin Ling's bright eyes that seemed to be coated with gold stars and snow waves, and while she was wandering in thought, she had already imprinted a shallow kiss on Jin Ling's upturned face.

Just like a koi shaking the ripples on the water surface and crumpling the waves, the soft lips that had only lightly brushed against the bright red and delicate side face were so hot that they aroused the hidden Qin in Lan Sizhui's heart like waves in an ancient well. feeling.

Reluctantly calming down, he gently stroked the center of Jin Ling's back, and touched the cool hair with his fingertips. The tiny friction seemed to be born from the heart with a trace of inexplicable heat, and then settled in the bottom of his heart.

He straightened up and persuaded: "A Ling, if you still have a headache, go to bed first."

The sound of Lingling zither passing through the forest was so clear that it seemed to wash away Jin Ling's chaotic thoughts, and it was so warm that it floated like being immersed in warm water, making him just want to sleep peacefully.

Sleepiness trickled out of the tears in the corners of his eyes, "Ugh..." Jin Ling covered his lips and yawned, feeling a little itchy in his right eye.There were so many tears that his eyes were stuck and he couldn't open them. He closed them hard and stretched out his hands to rub them.

I don't think it's an eyelash that fell into it, and I can't rub it out after a long time of tossing. It's really prickly and itchy.

"Stop kneading."

Feeling that his wrist was suddenly grasped, Jin Ling reluctantly opened the other eye, so close that he could even feel the other person's breathing.

"If you rub it again, it will hurt your eyes. Don't move it, just blow it out."

Jin Ling was annoyed by this eyelash, and his hands were heavy, the corner of the eye was rubbed out brightly, and when the upper eyelid was stretched, the eyes that were originally snow-colored were also glowing red.

It looks more like a little rabbit.

Lan Sizhui blew lightly on his behalf, tears welled up in his eyes, rushed that eyelash to the corner of his eyes and lingered.

With a fingertip, he took out the cloth handkerchief in his arms and wiped away the remaining tears.

Jin Ling's tear-filled eyes bulged and enlarged before him, and before he could react, he heard a squeak, and Lan Sizhui was firmly kissed on the forehead.

"Thank you brother SiZhui!"

Just like a child, he is quick to be angry and happy too.

Lan Sizhui's hand holding the back of his head froze in place, his fingertips curled up slightly, and after a while, he put his hands on Jin Ling's shoulders again, laid him flat on the couch, and pulled off the quilt.

"Go to sleep."

Surrounded by the soft mattress, Jin Ling felt unsteady, turned around twice, and couldn't help opening his eyes.

He grabbed the corner of the quilt with both hands, raised his eyes to look at Lan Sizhui's face, as if he could stare at flowers.

"A Ling can't sleep." His voice was very low.

"Hmm... can you... SiZhui brother hug me to sleep."

"...Okay." How can I refuse?

As soon as Jin Ling heard his answer, he was so happy that he immediately opened his arms, wrapped them around the waist in front of him, and brought them into his arms.At the same time, he didn't forget to free a hand to hold Lan Sizhui's arm and put it on his body, rubbing his head on the smooth cloth with fresh saponins and sandalwood in satisfaction.

The voice is like honey: "You are the best."

It's been a long time, but now I feel at ease, after all, I can't stand the erosion of sleepiness.

"A Ling is going to sleep." He yawned twice, and said vaguely, his head buried in a deeper sweet dream.

The candles in the house were extinguished, leaving only the dim moonlight, which fell crystal clear, and Jin Ling's profile was pink and transparent, and he was a little flushed from sleep.

The corners of the eyebrows and eyes are all loose, but between the fingers, there is still a piece of snow-colored cloth tightly grasped.

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There was the sound of a waiter knocking on the wooden door lightly outside the door, and before he could ask, the door in front of him had already opened.

"Xian, Xianjun!" He was taken aback for a while, and his voice was involuntarily raised: "What you want...water."

Seeing the man in white making soft gestures to him repeatedly, the waiter also fell silent, and only handed him the full basin of water, turned around and retreated.

As soon as he reached the corner, he heard a clearer and gentler voice from that room.

"Aling?"

"It's okay, you can go to sleep."

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Oh.

The relationship between those two little immortals is really good.

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Inn (secondary) waiter: I can only help here

(The poor little one who was abandoned by someone and ignored) Jing Yi: What's the matter with you, Lan Sizhui, good brother, don't you want it again?