Chapter Seventy-Two: The Drunken Fox

Cheng Weixi reached out and touched the temperature of the beer after a while, quite impatient.

After more than ten minutes of this, I had a flash of inspiration, took out the beer, opened it, took a few clean pieces of crushed ice from the ding, and threw it in.

"I haven't drunk it!

She delivered a bottle of beer to Jiang Huaiyin. I took a sip of it and sighed comfortably, my face full of comfort and comfort.

Jiang Huaiyin looked at the liquid in the can, which was slightly yellow and showed a hint of coolness, so he took a sip tentatively.

A second later, his cheeks puffed out slightly, his eyes widened, and he looked like he was too embarrassed to swallow and was embarrassed to spit out.

Cheng Weixi was waiting for this moment, laughing: "I can't get used to drinking, right? I drank it for the first time, and I also felt that it was unpleasant, like sour swill, I don't know why people love this mouthful, and then I drank it, but I also felt that it was delicious." ”

It seems that many things are like this, once unbearable, but then loved like treasures.

Jiang Huaiyin swallowed the beer in his mouth with difficulty, and let out a sigh of relief, his cheeks slightly red.

Cheng Weixi came over with a beer and bumped into him: "This is the etiquette of drinking, clink glasses, take a sip!

Jiang Huaiyin had no choice but to do so. He took a long breath, like a poison, and took another sip, but he didn't dare to let the beer linger in his mouth any longer, and swallowed it with a grunt.

Cheng Weixi has a good amount of alcohol, and this cold beer is like a drink, and the picture is a refreshing feeling of being on his back.

She touched her glass with Jiang Huaiyin again, and said boldly: "Cheers!"

Drink the beer dry in one go, and then pinch the can flattened, throw it in the air, and kick it with his foot, just kicking it into the dingzhong.

She snapped her fingers: "Score, score a point!"

Jiang Huaiyin saw that she was so refreshing, and he was not too embarrassed to rub it, gritted his teeth, was ruthless, and poured the beer in the can.

When he raised his head again, his eyes seemed to be filled with moisture, and there was a slightly silly smile on his face. But the person was still sitting upright, the tight white shirt was clinging to the torso, and the chest was slightly undulating between breathing, which was a different kind of temptation.

Cheng Weixi is blessed to the soul. Isn't this little red riding hood bumping into the wolf's grandmother?

She had a wicked smile on her face.

Cheng Weixi moved to Jiang Huaiyin's side in a few steps, his eyes staring at his tightly tied neckline: "Xiu'er, I don't believe that the heart is calm and naturally cool, do you see that you are dressed so tightly, is it really not hot?"

Jiang Huaiyin blinked his misty eyes and stretched out his right hand to the neckline.

Cheng Weixi thought that this demon had become arrogant after getting drunk, and he wanted to unbutton it himself, so he waited with anticipation.

Who knew that this guy actually grabbed his five fingers, grabbed his neckline tightly, and glared at her with a firm face, as if he wanted to guard against it.

Cheng Weixi almost laughed angrily: "Look at your reservedness, I don't do anything to you, I purely care about you, and the heart of a villain is a gentleman's belly." You say that on this hot day, even if you are a fox, you must be so hot that you will lose your hair! Will you still lose your hair now? Your house will not be full of fox hair, will you? Tsk, I am most afraid that the animals will lose their hair, and it will be very difficult to stick to the clothes. ”

Jiang Huaiyin shook his head and said righteously: "I don't shed hair." ”

Cheng Weixi snorted: "I don't believe it." ”

"Don't believe it!"

Jiang Huaiyin rolled to the ground as he spoke, turning into a crooked fox.

Well, it's still the same as before.

Cheng Weixi grabbed a handful on his back unceremoniously, and he really didn't lose his hair.

Grab another handful, and the underside of the rough, forked back hair is very soft and very tactile.

After a closer look, I found that the fox's fur seemed to be divided into two layers, the outer layer was very rough, and the inner layer was oily and slippery.

Come to think of it, this fox should have been covered with this satin-like smooth and soft fur, but it was just that the outside layer was rough after sleeping in the open and suffering a little.

Cheng Weixi's heart softened, and he reached out and grabbed the fox's back again.

The fox was half-sitting on the ground, with its front legs propped up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole fox face was a very comfortable expression, and the fox's body fell to the ground without warning, half-lying at Cheng Weixi's feet, drowsy.

Cheng Weixi's eyes rolled, he thought about it, found a pair of scissors, and hummed: "Didn't you want to cut your hair last time, okay, I'll be merciful to help you!"

As he spoke, the scissors in his hand flew up conveniently, and a not-so-perfect WiFi icon was cut on the fox's back.

"This is the most popular hairstyle in the world, it's cheap for you!"

The fox moved dizzily, and its entire body went from lying prone to leaning on all fours, revealing the softer white fur of its abdomen and the important parts hidden in it.

Cheng Weixi glanced at it, and then looked up at the roof.

It's a pity, there's something nice about the fox form.

She put away the scissors and pinched Jiang Huaiyin's fox ears: "Don't sleep here, I'll send you back to the room!"

The fox does not move.

She pulled the fox with both hands, but she didn't pull it, and then she realized that the fox's weight was amazing. She switched to her back again, put the fox's front paws on her shoulders, and tried hard to stand up, but this time not only did she not succeed, but she also pierced the fox's ass.

Standing again, the weight on her back suddenly disappeared, and the two claws hanging on her shoulders turned into porcelain-white hands, with slender fingers and distinct bones. Jiang Huaiyin's face was next to her ear, and the smell of wine came from nothing: "I haven't lost my hair, I haven't lost it." ”

Cheng Weixi couldn't cry or laugh: "It's good, it's good, it's not off." ”

It's just that she cut off a lot!

Jiang Huaiyin rarely appears in the form of a fox on weekdays, and the icon is in the center of his back, and he doesn't know when he will find it.

Bai Cisheng walked back with a plate of fruit, and saw the two of them quite intimate at a glance, his eyes widened, and he looked unacceptable.

Cheng Weixi rolled his eyes: "What kind of expression do you have, come and help me, he is drunk, help me send him back." ”

Bai Cisheng bit his lip and came over reluctantly.

Before he touched Jiang Huaiyin, Bai Xinnian behind him reached out and picked up Jiang Huaiyin's arm, hung him on his shoulder, half-dragged and half-dragged, and pulled the person to the next door with a clang, and threw him on the bed with a "bang".

Cheng Weixi followed: "You tap, that's a person, not wood." ”

I took a look at the room and the bed, it seemed to be no different from her room, but Jiang Huaiyin was lying on the bed drunk, half of his shirt was tied to his jeans, and half of it was lifted, revealing his firm lower abdomen and navel, and the room seemed to be different.

Cheng Weixi couldn't help but glance at it, and then at it.

Bai Cisheng became more and more sad and angry, and said to Cheng Weixi: "The emperor treats you with your heart and lungs, why are you like this?"

Cheng Weixi disagreed: "What's wrong with me?"

"You're very good to this fox demon!"

"Haven't I always been kind to him? People have helped me so many times, and I have reciprocated it!"

Bai Cisheng is not stupid: "It's different, you care about him very much, but I don't see you care about the emperor." ”

Cheng Weixi was patient: "Why should I care about your emperor, I told you a long time ago, I am not the emperor's wife, it is your own wishful thinking." ”

Bai Cisheng couldn't figure it out: "What's wrong with the emperor?

She co-authored her for a long time, but people didn't listen to her at all.

Cheng Weixi decided to make another effort: "The emperor treats me attentively, it doesn't mean that he likes me. Don't keep thinking about what you don't have. Spread rumors again, delaying me from hooking up with Xiao Xianrou, I'm not done with you!"

Bai Cisheng heard this, biting his lip and looking at Jiang Huaiyin on the bed.

Cheng Weixi hurriedly straightened her face: "The little fresh meat I'm talking about is not him!"