Excessive drinking can lead to various physical discomforts, such as headaches, blurred vision, and dry mouth.

Also, alertness decreases! Self-prevention ability becomes worse!

Leng Yuhan suffered from excessive drinking and was tricked by someone!

In the middle of the night, Leng Yuhan's throat was terribly dry, and his whole body was as hot as fire. Leng Yuhan closed his eyes and drowsily touched down to pick up the kettle that had been filled with tea. No matter how hard he poured the water, he couldn't pour it out.

Leng Yuhan turned around and looked at Ran Qingchen, who was also very drunk on the bed. He pursed his split lips and opened the door latch to look for water in the teahouse outside.[

"I'm so thirsty! How could Lingwan leave without preparing tea?"

With a headache that was about to explode, and his eyelids that were tired and swollen, Leng Yuhan held on to the pillars to stand still, his vision still blurred.

It was just after the ugly hour and the roosters had not yet started to crow. There were only two faint yellow haloes of candlelight in the corridor of the inn, at the turning point of the corridor going up and down the stairs. The rest of the place was completely dark.

Leng Yuhan calmed down and felt an unknown feeling in his heart. This feeling was very similar to the uneasy feeling Leng Yuhan had when he couldn't find Luoyang in the "Guihuang Xiaoyuan" in Luoshui.

Is there anyone there?

Leng Yuhan's heart palpitated for a moment, as he seemed to see a black shadow drifting past the turning point of the corridor.

No way!

Ran Qingchen and the others have booked the entire second floor of the inn. Even if someone shows up, it should be one of their own! Should he ask him to bring a pot of water for him?

Leng Yuhan was still drunk and was thinking simply in her heart, not expecting the nightmare-like thing that would happen next.

"Yan'er~"

Leng Yuhan heard someone seem to be shouting his name, and then a pair of cold hands slowly touched his waist from behind, and finally clasped it firmly.

"Light dust?"

After being sober for three minutes, Leng Yuhan suddenly woke up when he smelled the strange smell with a special floral fragrance behind him. He turned around and looked back at the mysterious person holding him in his arms.

"Is it you?"

A ray of pure and thick lavender glowed with a strange and evil fantasy aura in front of Leng Yuhan's sight. Leng Yuhan collapsed weakly into the cold and prickly embrace, leaving only a little bit of residual consciousness.

Hear something clearly.

"Jian Jue, clean this woman and send her to the master's room!"

The cold man's voice was as cold as the man's body temperature, causing everyone who heard his voice to shiver.

"Right seat, that's it! Now that the boss knows it, we can still afford it!"

There was an obvious tremor in his voice, and the speaker must be very afraid of the man in front of him.[

"Ha! Then do you want to die now?"

The man didn't look back. With just one sentence, he scared the person who just spoke to wet his newly put on pants!

"Right seat, spare, spare my life! Ah!"

The sound of bones breaking and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.

"You? Want to be like him?"

The man asked the other man who had just stood next to the dead man.

"Dao Lie respectfully respects your command!"

He hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed, feeling extremely lucky to have saved his life.

"Remember, wash up!"

The lavender luster suddenly disappeared in the air, and the air in the room suddenly became warmer.

Leng Yuhan knew that he had fallen into the trap of a tiger this time, and had been given as a gift to some great god. Leng Yuhan could feel the warm water slowly pouring down from the top of his head. His eyes were different from those of the man just now.

With hands as cold as washing pork, she soaked herself in a bathtub filled with flower petals and carefully washed every inch of her body.

After taking a bath, Leng Yuhan felt that someone had covered his eyes with a cloth. Those people also put a large robe on himself, then lifted him up and laid him flat on the bed, and then they all left.

After about a stick of incense, Leng Yuhan heard someone walking in outside the house, and it wasn't just one person.

"Let, let me go!"

Leng Yuhan heard a man's voice that was too weak to distinguish the pitch, and then he felt a hint of a manly voice with resistance around him.

"Master of the Sect, the one on your right said that this is a birthday gift from him for your 21st birthday. Please accept it with pleasure! The one on your right also said that I wish you blessings like the East Sea and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains. You must have fun and strive for it as soon as possible.

Two in three years! I’ll resign this slave! I won’t disturb the master’s self-cultivation!”

The broken footsteps were silent, only the skirt made a rustling sound as it dragged on the floor. The door curtain was closed, and Leng Yuhan could imagine what would happen next.

"Ugh! It's so hot~"

The body temperature of the man next to him gradually changed from cool to hot. Leng Yuhan only felt the buttons on his chest robe loosen, and a hand with silky and delicate skin touched in, skillfully picking at his sensitive skin.

Hot kisses fell on Leng Yuhan's body one after another. Leng Yuhan bit his lips and endured it. At this time, he just wished that someone could give him a stick on the head and pass out, so that he would be unconscious!

Humiliation, shame, a night of pleasure!

When all the passion ended, Leng Yuhan's lips had long been bitten by his teeth, and the blood that had flowed out had already condensed into blood clots, some sticking to his lips, and some mixed into his mouth. Leng Yuhan held his hands tightly under the quilt.
Chapter completed!