Swollen slag, he is so cute

Different from Gu Jingye's free-spirited and down-to-earth rich second generation, Du An, as the only son of the Du family, was spoiled and spoiled, with a perverse and domineering personality. Naturally, he doesn't like them all, so he usually lives at home when he has nothing to do.

When Holland arrived at Du's villa, it was almost ten o'clock. He flew around the large independent villa, but didn't find a chance to enter through the main entrance. Lou found an unoccupied utility room, squeezed open the window and flew in secretly

After flying in, he first blocked the camera in the room with a leaf he picked off the tree just now, and then he landed in human form, opened the door lightly, only a crack was exposed, blue eyes stuck on it and turned around, Carefully observing the surroundings, there is a bright corridor outside.

Originally, Holland planned to turn into a bat and fly in, but it was too bright outside. Although the ceiling was high, he would bump into the chandelier if he was not careful, and there were cameras all over the place, so it was hard to guarantee that he would not be exposed.

Just as he was thinking, he felt someone approaching.

A young maid in an apron came from the other end of the corridor. Holland knocked on the door to attract her attention. When she pushed the door to check the situation, Holland closed the door from behind. Then he controlled her with the eyes of the blood clan.

Three minutes later, a little blonde girl in an apron appeared in the hallway.

Hollander is not tall among boys, but if it is a girl, she is very tall. It was a very serious work uniform, but after Hollander put it on, the skirt was a little shorter, revealing her white and tender long legs. It looked cute and sexy all of a sudden.

Relying on his keen sense of smell, he hid and avoided people as much as possible. Occasionally, when a maid stopped him, he used the eyes of the blood race to flicker past. He followed the smell and walked all the way, finally found Duan.

Duane was sitting alone in the living room drinking away his worries, looking at the rows of empty wine bottles on the table, he had already drank a lot.

Holland walked to his side and found that his face was flushed, his expression was exaggerated like crying or laughing, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a wine glass in his right hand, glass after glass, bottle after bottle, body They were all trembling, cursing inarticulately: "That damned little bastard, I want to kill you, isn't it just because you have a cute face? Isn't it just because you can pretend? You are so cute, you can't sleep on the bed. The same waves, ha, sooner or later I will ruin that little face of yours! Cut off your hands! Throw you to the dogs! Let the whole world see how dirty you are!"

He went to look for Gu Jingye again today, but learned from Yang Lin that Gu Jingye was in Hollander's dormitory, he was so angry that he smashed his mobile phone, got drunk as soon as he got home, and kicked out all the servants. Scold a good time.

He didn't notice that "little bitch" was standing next to him now.

So Holland stood beside him calmly watching Duane drink one cup after another, scolding himself one sentence after another. In the end, he drank too much, and with a shake of his hand, the red wine poured all over his body.

"Even you want to fight against me?" Duane cursed with his head down, and smashed the bottle on the ground to vent his anger, splashing all over his body again.

The trousers were soaked, which was bad.

He leaned on the sofa and wanted to stand up to take a shower, but he felt dizzy, the whole world seemed to be turned upside down, and he vaguely saw a maid coming to help him.

"Get out of the way! Don't touch me! Leave me alone! Get out!" Duane wanted to push her hand away, but just after taking two steps, his body softened uncontrollably, and then he was embraced by both hands , a faint milky fragrance hits the nostrils.

"You..." Before he could raise his head, he felt a surge in his stomach, and couldn't help but vomited it out.

He vomited himself and the servant all over.

Duan was so drunk that he couldn't control his tongue, and he couldn't even swear if he wanted to. He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and before he could catch his breath, the world was turned upside down again, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he actually saw the shining chandelier, waving After rubbing his limbs, he realized that his legs were hanging in the air belatedly.

He was hugged by a maid princess? !

"Damn! Who are you? Let me go!" The drunken Duane felt his whole body go limp and his limbs weak. No matter how much anger he swung out, his fists and feet seemed to be hitting the cotton.

Holland carried Duane up to the second floor, put him in the bathroom, put hot water in the bathtub, took off his clothes, and took a shower by himself. After washing, he threw away the apron. The dress can still be worn.

He walked to the door only to find that Duane, who had just been placed by the bathroom door, was so drunk that he slipped and fell on the ground.

After hesitating for a while, Holland couldn't bear the smell of vomit all over his body, so he threw Duane into the bath as well.

After being splashed with water, Duan woke up again, and the stamina of the wine also came up. He hugged Hollander's neck in a daze, crying and laughing, calling Gu Jingye's name, begging at the same time What, after shouting and shouting and getting tired, he let Holland undress him, wash him and throw him on the bed.

Duan could vaguely feel that someone was bathing and changing his clothes, but he didn't know who it was. He just felt that those cold hands were holding him, which was quite comfortable.

When he got into bed, he buried his head in the pillow and felt hot all over, so he kicked off the quilt, waved his hand inadvertently, and met the cold person just now, and hugged him into it without thinking too much. arms.

Holland reached out and pushed him: "Duane?"

"..."

"Duane?"

"uh-huh?"

Duane snorted from his nasal cavity, mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, not only did not open his eyes, but he hugged him even tighter with hands and feet.

Why do these humans like to hug him like an octopus?

Hollander was very helpless, the more he struggled, the tighter Duan hugged him, and he was still chanting Gu Jingye's name, telling him not to leave.

In this way, Duane hugged Hollander and slept until midnight. He didn't wake up suddenly until his mouth was dry and he couldn't hold back his urine.

He opened his eyes in a daze, got up to go to the toilet and poured it down again, and took the cold thing just now into his arms.

After hugging for more than ten seconds, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He opened his eyes and was half sober, only then did he realize that he was hugging someone in his arms!In the dark night, he couldn't see very clearly. With the night light in front of the door, he could only see a little light-colored curly hair in his arms and two white thighs.

The man sensed his movement, looked up, a pair of big blue eyes looked at him, looked a little aggrieved, and there was a circle of red around the eyes.

The brain froze for a moment.

Duan thought he was still dreaming, so he blinked three times in a row, and pinched himself. He saw clearly and was sure that the person on his bed and in his arms was indeed Hollander, and it was Hollander in women's clothing!

"Depend on!"

As if struck by lightning, Duane's hairs stood up all over his body, and he sat up suddenly, the pale hand grabbed his arm, and an irresistible force pushed him back to the bed.

"Why the hell are you here?! Come on! Bodyguards... oh!"

Duane struggled immediately, and Holland turned over and pressed on him, using both hands and feet, and easily restrained his limbs. Seeing that he opened his mouth to call someone, Holland couldn't move his hands and feet for a while, so he could only put his face on it.

In the next second, Duane felt his lips were blocked by the soft touch, his eyes met, and that cute little face was close at hand, and he even blinked at himself.

???

Duan's mind went blank, and he stayed there for ten seconds. Suddenly, he saw the boy who was pressing on him blink, and his eyes turned red.

Then he just felt his whole body go limp, and he no longer had the strength to resist.

Only then did Holland let go of him, and slowly sat up, something flickered in his hand, a silver pocket watch hung on his finger, and slowly swung as his wrist swayed from side to side.

In fact, he came to Duane to brainwash him through hypnosis.

Although the eyes of the blood race can change the memory and behavior of human beings, they can only make simple changes. If there are too many things involved, it is easy to fail.

Du An hated him because of Gu Jingye. If Du An simply forgot him with the eyes of the blood race, then Du An would definitely entangle Gu Jingye again and hate Hollander again, and if he was made to forget Gu Jingye, All memories of the year they met will be completely wiped.

As long as someone around you mentions it repeatedly, they are likely to remember it, which is too easy to fail.

Holland naturally wouldn't do that.

So the only way he could think of was to hypnotize Duane so that he would not hate himself so much, but this method of hypnosis could not be successful once.

Duane's pupils swayed from side to side with the pocket watch hanging in front of him, and his body and mind were gradually brought into a certain rhythm. Slowly, he felt that his brain fell into a blank, and he soon lost consciousness.

As if in just a blink of an eye, the sky dawned.

Duane only woke up when the sun shone into the room. He only felt a pain in his brain, his whole body was weak, and his mind seemed to be pulled away. He completely forgot what happened last night, and it took him a long time to fully recover.

Did you drink too much last night?

He touched the back of his head, and the memory of last night gradually recovered, and some strange pictures suddenly flashed in his mind.

He was drunk last night and was taken into the bathroom to take a bath by someone. The man's skin was cold and comfortable.

Then went to bed...

When he woke up in the middle of the night, there was a white and tender boy next to his bed. He even hugged him, and that boy kissed him...

Wait, that boy's face...

Duan felt a splitting headache, and tried his best to recall for a long time before remembering.

It was Holland!

That man is Holland? !

Duane was so startled that he almost bit his tongue, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He actually dreamed of Hollander?And Holland in women's clothing?I dreamed about him...

Gosh? !

Looking back at this moment, I only feel that there seems to be his breath in the room, as if I still remember the cold touch on the skin.

Duan ignored the headache, stood up and rushed to the door to open it, grabbed a servant and asked, "Who sent me to the room last night?"

The servant was taken aback by Duane's excited appearance, and immediately went down to inquire, and came back 10 minutes later, and politely replied: "You should have returned to the room by yourself last night, I asked everyone, and no one helped you go back."

"This is impossible!"

"Really, have you forgotten, you didn't let anyone disturb you last night, did you dream? Are you okay..."

"boom--"

Duane slammed the door shut, sat back on the bed, and ruffled his hair, still in disbelief.

Is it really a dream?

How could he have such a nonsense dream?

He actually had a sexual dream with Hollander?

bah bah bah!

Duane threw everything on the bed to the ground and cursed angrily, "That damned gringo!"

Duane didn't realize that a little fluffy bat got into his closet, and the two glass-like blue eyes watched him go crazy, blinked, and felt a little regretful.

It seems that last night was unsuccessful and we have to continue.