Chapter 66, the heart will be drunk and mistaken, and the feelings are suspicious and stunned like a dream

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The hot and slightly faint smell of wine sprayed on his skin, making the slender and delicate neck suddenly rise with a layer of tiny bumps, dense, just like his tangled and helpless mood at the moment.

"Why, why did he kiss me...... Is he sober, or is he drunk? Does he just use me as a tool to vent his physiology, or does he use me ...... Became a woman?" Qi Han suddenly remembered all the things he had experienced, Guan Yu, who mistook himself for a woman, and the fiery eyes during the banquet last night, his heart suddenly jumped, and he was terrified. Suddenly, he exerted all his strength and pushed Zhao Yun aside.

"Zhao Zilong, you calm me down...... Do you know who I am?"

His heart trembled violently, and he looked at Zhao Yun with gloomy eyes, trying to find some evidence of clarity and love in his eyes. But what he saw was that between the lofty eyebrows, there was a stunned look full of confusion and desire.

"Akan ......"

Just when Qi Han's face changed and he was about to get up and leave, Zhao Yun suddenly called out.

His voice was ethereal, hoarse and low, like an innocent child crying, looking for his way home in the rain, like a lost migrant, soaring lonely in the breeze and moonlit night. His voice had a hint of inquiry, but it was inexplicably determined, as if he really knew who the person he was kissing was.

Qi Han's eyebrows jumped, like a lightning strike. When he heard this call, he could no longer move.

His heart softened suddenly. A hope rose like never before.

looked at Zhao Yun's reddened eyes.

I don't know if it was because he cried in a dream, or because of alcohol, his eyes were red, and there was a deep possessiveness and madness.

The two looked at each other without saying a word. There seems to be an ambiguous factor flowing in the air. made Qi Han's face burn even hotter than before.

was looked at by Zhao Yun without blinking for a moment, and the depth and persistence in his eyes almost made Qi Han think that the other party had always loved him.

In the next second, as if to confirm this speculation, Zhao Yun suddenly pressed towards him, propped his arms on the ground, and blocked the way to retreat.

“…… Ayun, what do you do. Qi Han said softly, looking into his eyes, a little timid, he also wanted to verify whether this person was still sober.

"I don't want to be patient any longer. Zhao Yun leaned down, his palm rubbing his smooth upper body, his fingertips were extra forceful, "I want you." ”

The straight bridge of his nose almost touched Qi Han's ear vortex, and the hot breath he spit out made him tremble even more.

However, his movements, his exhalations, were far less shocking than his words. Qi Han was stupid, he only felt that the five thunders were booming, and the currents on his body were rushing wildly, as if they had become a short circuit, and they collided with sparks frantically.

"Are you serious?" he pursed his lips and forced Zhao Yun's face to face himself, "If you dare to say such a thing to me, you can't regret it." ”

Zhao Yun's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, shiny, looking at him, as if he was looking at something. Then, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and a smile rolled into him.

His smile hung on his lips, not yet fully blooming, and his eyes were already confused.

That kind of look is clearly drunk......

Seeing this, Qi Han choked on a mouthful of old blood in his throat and couldn't swallow it.

It seems that General Zhao Zilong is really drunk and overdrunk at this moment, and he is dazed and clear.

But he said...... Does he want me? Does it mean literally, to "press" me?...... Qi Han pondered for a while, and then felt that he was about to explode. That sentence is a bit informative.

Zhao Yun's eyes were confused for a long time, and he suddenly snorted. Immediately afterwards, Qi Han was immediately suppressed. It's just that it's not the kind of "pressure" that means, but the person above suddenly loses the support and the center of gravity falls, and it is firmly pressed. Zhao Yun rushed to his head drunkly, and as soon as the hand he was holding suddenly loosened, the whole person hit Qi Han's chest and lay motionless, almost pressing the latter to the point that he couldn't breathe.

Subconsciously, he actually wanted to move, but his body couldn't move because of deep drunkenness. Qi Han squinted at the person who was holding him down, his face turned dark, and his mood was inexplicably a little weird.

He reached out and pushed the lying corpse away, got up and took the futon to wrap him, and fed him another sip of water. Although it is a little cold on the ground, the felt blanket insulates the moisture, so as long as it is kept warm, it will not catch cold. He couldn't hold Zhao Yun to bed, not to mention that the other party had a wound on his shoulder, and he was forcibly dragged to the bed, and it was easy to squeeze and bleed, so he let him sleep on the ground.

After finishing his work, he sat down on one side, looking at Zhao Yun with a somewhat complicated expression.

Suddenly, I heard Zhao Yun calling: "Akan ......"

Qi Han hummed in a low voice, turned his eyes away and stared at the oil lamp on the case, not knowing what to think.

"Akan...... I want you...... Help me kill the thief. Half an hour later, he muttered drunken in his dream.

On weekdays, Zhao Yun didn't want to trouble anyone with his personal affairs, but deep in his heart, he hoped that Qi Han would accompany him to kill the thief.

"Good. Qi Han didn't raise his head, "If you want me to help you, I will go with you to kill Cao Cao." ”

Zhao Yun listened, his eyebrows widened, and he whispered a few more innocuous words, and then fell asleep.

Qi Han's hair was scattered behind him, and he didn't move for a long time. The depressed figure was reflected by the oil lamp and was a little thin.

He snorted self-deprecatingly, suddenly raised his hand, and slapped himself hard.

I don't want to endure it anymore.

I want you, help me, kill the thief......

It turned out that that charming sentence was just a beautiful misunderstanding.

A qiē is just his own affection.

Let's ask Zhao Yun Wei'an, how could he possibly like him? This kind of unethical feelings, with Zhao Yun's temperament and morality, have already been calculated, how can he have a different kind of affection for himself who is also a man?

In the final analysis, he was too delusional.

The passionate kiss...... It's just drunken sex. was even treated as a woman.

He sat beside Zhao Yun in a daze, stunned for a while. The temperature in my heart is even more bleak like the cold air of this early winter. Ruyu had five red fingerprints on his cheeks, and his stubborn and cold gaze moved away from Zhao Yun, staring at Yidou Lamp resolutely, his eyes were bright.

He fanned out the oil lamp, closed the window, and went out of his house in rows. After taking a nap on the couch, I began to get busy.

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It was nearly noon, and the banana flowers in the courtyard were blooming, and the sky was blooming.

Zhao Yun woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes worriedly, only to feel heavy and unconscious.

"Akan?" he subconsciously called, but without hearing any response, he leaned up and looked around the room, but it was empty. Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel a touch of loss, it seemed that what he had thought before was just a deep dream?

In the dream, Ahan's eyes are like bright stars, and they are like water, let him hug and kiss, the hot lips and teeth of the two are connected, and they are infinitely warm and emotional.

Even the bodies are close together, rubbing out a lot of heat, as if it can melt a qiē.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but raise his hand to touch the corners of his lips, as if he could feel that kind of touch beyond reality again, like a dream. couldn't help but soften his intestines, his heart was rippling, and his breathing was rapid. At the end, he gently closed his eyelids, wishing that he could reminisce and dream again.

How nice it would be if it wasn't a dream......

But if it wasn't a dream, how could Qi Han let himself kiss, and even the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were overflowing with love......

It seems that he said something heartwarming, but I don't remember a word......

"Uh, it's impossible......" Zhao Yun denied all the doubts in his heart, but he still had a trace of hope, wanting to see Qi Han immediately and ask him for something. Immediately turned over and sat up, just about to lift the quilt, suddenly froze on the ground, and paused.

Sensing that something was wrong with his body, he reached for his middle pants, and the place where he was holding was slippery.

Zhao Yun's face burned immediately.

Since he practiced martial arts, he has been pure and has few desires since he was a child, and when he grows up, he has strictly adhered to the essence pass, and such things rarely happen. If it weren't for the fact that the man in last night's dream was too wonderful and sultry, he wouldn't have lost the city and become like this.

But it stands to reason that he should feel guilty for blaspheming that person in his dream, but for some reason, Zhao Yun didn't feel anything wrong except for feeling a little embarrassed and his face was hot. As soon as he thought of all the things in the dream, his chest was hot again, as if there was a fire burning, and he couldn't wait to see the person who was in the dream immediately.

Thinking of this, he immediately got up, hurriedly cleaned himself up, and changed into clean clothes and pants. When he touched the bandage wrapped around the wound on his shoulder and back, he was even more surprised--what happened last night? He didn't have much impression at all, no, he had to ask Qi Han for clarification!

When he walked out the door, he found that Qi Han's house was empty. Zhao Yun counted the time, and couldn't think of where the other party would go for a while, so he asked the maid. When he heard that Qi Han had been staying with Lu Bu today, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and his face turned a little colder.

Approaching Lu Bu's house a few feet away, he had already heard a burst of laughter, among which Lu Bu and Qi Han were the loudest.

Zhao Yun's eyes darkened, he pursed the corners of his lips, forcibly suppressed the feeling of discomfort in his heart, and asked the guards to report, and then he was allowed to enter.

"Zhao Zilong, you came just in time! Qi Han is teaching me a good thing, you come too." Lu Bu glanced at him and invited him. After speaking, he waved his hand to Gao Shun, who looked impatient beside him, "Gao Shun, you don't like to play this, go to the Chengtou Corner Tower to inspect." ”

Gao Shunsheng's face was slightly dark, the five officials were upright, and his appearance was dignified, and when he heard this, he said with a smile: "General Zhao will do it for me." After speaking, he got up and sat down Zhao Yun, and left by himself.

Only Lu, Zhao, and Qi were left in the room. Around a big case, it is a full three-third.

Zhao Yun was puzzled: "What is this?" and pointed to dozens of thin pieces of wood on the desk.

Lu Bu's eyes lit up, and he showed off his general introduction: "This thing is a general's order, and there are fifty-four in total. Qi Han is playing 'Fighting General' with me, which is really interesting. ”

There was a hint of triumph on his face. I thought that Zhao Qi and the two had a very good relationship, and Zhao Yun must have learned it a long time ago, but the other party was stunned, he had never seen a wooden card at all, and the first person Qi Han taught was himself. Lu Bu was overjoyed in his heart, and he actually gave birth to an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Ever since Zhao Yun entered the door, Qi Han had been lowering his head to sort out the wood chips, engrossed, as if he was not interested in his arrival.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun felt a little blocked in his heart. He didn't look at Lu Bu, who was in high spirits, and said to Qi Han: "Akan, where did the wound on my back come from, what happened last night?"