It's a condom.

There are at least fifteen condoms in one place, if not twenty.

Lou Huan: "..."

Xiao Sheng: "..."

He didn't expect this even more.

And this is an exaggeration. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't use it all in one night.

Lou Huan couldn't bear it any longer, her little face turned red like a cooked shrimp, she was ashamed and flustered, her eyes glanced at the red wine on the table, she walked straight over to open it, and drank from the bottle.

You don't know anything when you're drunk.

Xiao Sheng opened his mouth to stop him, but Lou Huan frowned and drank most of the bottle, then put the bottle down with a "bang".

Lou Huan drank so hard that he burped and was about to fall down.

The wine was so strong that she was so drunk that she was hallucinating.

He actually stood up when he saw the ceiling.

Lou Huan closed his eyes and fell back.

She didn't fall into a soft bed, but into a warm embrace.

While feeling dizzy, Lou Huan felt someone hugging him, but he couldn't open his eyes. This wine was really strong!

Xiao Sheng caught her, looked at the person with red cheeks, and suddenly smiled.

If you want to get him drunk, you should get him drunk. What's the point of getting yourself drunk?

Fortunately, it was him. If he had met anyone else... forget it, with him here, Lou Huan would not have met anyone else.

Xiao Sheng didn't have the heart to blame him, so he put the person under the quilt and entered the bathroom.

When I came out again, I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and wiped my hair with a dry towel.

The little man on the bed wrapped himself up like a silkworm baby again, with only his little head exposed, his little mouth pouting slightly, and his puffy look like a baby sleeping in swaddling clothes, good-looking and cute.

Xiao Sheng bent down and pinched her face gently.

It is soft and exudes a fragrant aroma.

Then pinched it again.

He himself didn't notice the gentle smile on his face, like a child getting a favorite toy.

I couldn't help but pinch it a third time.

I couldn't control my strength for a moment and pinched the person awake.

With a soft squeak, Lou Huan opened his eyes in a daze.

Xiao Sheng quickly retracted his hand, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

The two looked at each other.

Lou Huan blinked her eyes, she actually dreamed about the ceiling.

My eyes slowly moved downwards and I found that the legs on the ceiling were fine.

Xiao Sheng suddenly realized that he was standing bent over. Just when he thought he was about to be exposed, he saw Lou Huan smile silly and reach out to poke his thigh.

"It would be great if dreams could come true. You can walk instead of sitting in a wheelchair. We don't use wheelchairs."

It's vague, and when you hear it, it sounds like drunken talk.

Xiao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had been dreaming about him for a long time, and he was not surprised at all.

He didn't say anything, just took off the quilt and lay down. Lou Huan shrank back and muttered: "It's cold."

Xiao Sheng then remembered that he had taken a shower with cold water, and when he was about to separate them by pulling the quilt, two warm little hands came up to him.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have the final say in my dream. You will stop being cold soon."

After drinking, Lou Huan was like a little sun, leaning towards Xiao Sheng. It was indeed not cold anymore, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

Lou Huan's eyes were closed for a while and then opened drowsily. He mumbled and asked: "The ceiling, in my dream, I don't have to be responsible, right?"

"What?" Xiao Sheng didn't understand her confused words.

Lou Huan grinned, "Your voice is so nice, you look so good-looking, I like you so much..."

"I know." Xiao Sheng said.

"...the face and body." Lou Huan completed the rest of the words, then reached out and poked his chest, bursting into giggles.

Xiao Sheng: "..."

"In my dream, it's not illegal to do bad things, right?" Lou Huan raised his head and blinked his big, innocent eyes, which were misty, as if they were hiding a pair of hooks.

Xiao Sheng's heart was tickled.

"It's not illegal." He reached out and pinched Lou Huan's face.

Lou Huan quickly grabbed his hand.

"Your hands are also pretty, and everything about you is pretty, so I'll kiss you, hush, quietly, I'll kiss you, and you won't know anything."

Xiao Sheng swallowed, "Well, I don't know."

"You don't have to take responsibility." Lou Huan said seriously again.

Xiao Sheng still nodded, "You don't have to take responsibility."

"Okay!" Lou Huan propped himself up, climbed onto Xiao Sheng's waist and sat down.

Xiao Sheng's abdomen tightened.

Lou Huan was so drunk that he couldn't sit still and his whole body fell down.

The blood in Xiao Sheng's body stopped flowing, an obscure light flashed in his eyes, and the tips of his ears turned red.

It was like he was tied to the operating table, his hands were imprisoned, and he couldn't lift them up to hold his tight waist.

Lou Huan stood up again and kissed the corner of his mouth, gently, as if she was afraid of waking him up.

The quiet bedroom was filled with the sound of two people breathing, one of them a little quick.

Xiao Sheng's breathing was messed up.

He swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

Lou Huan was attracted by this voice and stared at his Adam's apple, his pure eyes making Xiao Sheng's whole body feel hot.

It was as if the person who had just been drunk was me.

Lou Huan stared at it for a long time, then suddenly kissed her, again gently.

Like a thin feather falling on it, Xiao Sheng clenched his fists, sweating profusely, and swallowed mouthfuls of saliva.

Lou Huan was like a cat who saw a round ball. He became playful and bit into it.

I was afraid of damaging my beloved ball, so I only dared to hold it gently.

It's fatal.

But no one can bear it.

Xiao Sheng's hands grasped her waist, and even through the thick clothes, he could still feel her softness, which was as soft as he imagined.

"Don't move." Xiao Sheng heard that his voice became hoarse.

Lou Huan left his Adam's apple and said with sincere eyes: "Don't move, you have to listen to me, stay in my dream."

I thought I was dreaming. Xiao Sheng smiled softly.

"Okay, don't move."

He took his hand away again, fearing that he would not be able to control the strength and break her waist.

Xiao Sheng gave a rare smile, and Lou Huan was stunned by his neither deep nor shallow smile. He said drunkenly with a smile: "I want to touch it, you have abdominal muscles."

White and tender fingers pointed at his abdomen.

Xiao Sheng pursed his lips, which were gradually becoming dry, and reached out to untie the straps of his bathrobe.

"No!" Two small hands held down his movements, and Lou Huan looked around vigilantly, "No, no, no, he won't pass the trial."

"I never dare to paint on such a large scale." She pursed her lips, looking sad and regretful.

Xiao Sheng coaxed: "Cover yourself with the quilt, they don't know."

"Yes." Lou Huan stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover them.

His vision went dark, and the restless factors hidden in Xiao Sheng's blood could not be restrained and rushed to his brain.

The world was spinning for a while, and Xiao Sheng pressed the person on top of him.

There was a drum-like heartbeat in his ears, and his warm breath sprayed on the opposite face, turning into strands of strands entangled with each other.

Xiao Sheng did not drink, but the sweetness of peaches and wine still echoed between his teeth, with an almost paralyzing drunkenness, depriving him of the remaining sanity in his brain.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

The calmness and self-possession that he had been proud of for many years died the moment Lou Huan opened his lips slightly.

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