The red-haired beautiful man leaned against the wall and didn't take two steps, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground drunk like mud, and he was still muttering words like 'I want to go home', and a tear slipped from his camel-colored face, which fell to the ground, and condensed into a crystal clear bead.

"He felt homesick. The cat's voice was glutinous and a little melancholy.

Mo Xingran nodded, walked over and picked up the teardrop, and put it in the palm of his hand: "The natural spirit was born in the world just to protect a piece of heaven and earth, and that piece of heaven and earth is probably all he has for him, and others don't understand that kind of attachment, neither I nor you will understand." ”

That kind of attachment seems to be bred in his bones, that piece of cold and unmelting stone lake, it seems to be the warmest place in his heart, there is no deceit, no conspiracy and calculation, he holds his obsession, and spends his life waiting for a person like him, just to see it, there is nothing worth nostalgia in this world.

The cat raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xingran, who was a little drunk, at this time there was no magic on his handsome face, and his silhouette was more intoxicating than alcohol: "Mo Xingran, what about you, are you homesick?"

"Me?" he smiled and shook his head: "If you don't have a home, why don't you feel homesick." ”

The cat was anxious and circled around him: "How could it not be, just like the glass fairyland is my home, isn't the eternal heaven your home?"

Mo Xing's eyelashes drooped like crow's feathers: "That's just a place to live." His voice was indifferent and detached, and the dim glass lamp stained his side face with loneliness.

The cynical appearance of the past has become blurred, as if the lonely and lonely teenager in front of him is the original appearance of Mo Xingran.

The cat's heart seemed to be stabbed with a blunt object, and hurriedly covered it up: "Drink, drink, come, hey, by the way, will you enforce the alcohol order?"

"Yes, yes, yes... If you lose, you have to admit punishment. Mo Xingran tilted his head and squinted at the cat's furry paws.

Before the cat could react, he said excitedly: "Let's compare." "Stretched out her little claws and fanned in the air for a long time, only to find out that she had been fooled...

"Mo Xingran, you are cheating!"

"How can I cheat, paddling is what you requested, but it's the same when you go out, I can only push the boat with the water. Mo Xingran spread his hands and pushed the two glasses of wine in front of the cat.

"You, you bully the cat, you are brazen!" the cat roared angrily.

"Hey, a certain cat looks serious, but it's actually just a leather cat, and now he doesn't admit it and plays a trick, tsk. Mo Xingran smacked his tongue and shook his head: "That's it, if a good man doesn't fight with a cat, I'll be a dumb loser." ”

He picked up the wine glass and made a gesture to pour it into his throat, and the cat said in a muffled voice, "Wait." A look of displeasure: "Cut, it's not that I can't afford to lose, take it, the old lady will let you see what it means to be drunk in a thousand cups." ”

Succeeded, Mo Xingran pursed his lips and smiled, watched the cat bow his head and lick the wine, and echoed: "Woman, oh no, Catman has a good amount of alcohol." ”

After two glasses of spirits, the cat's brown eyes were like a dense fog that could not be dissolved, sparkling and delicate, and if those sparkling eyes rested on the woman's face, it would really be confusing to see who was.

The cat muttered indignantly, "It's not fair, in this way, let's guess the cup, you are ready to die, Mo Xing Ran!" She pushed down the empty wine glass with her little paws, and the wine glass rolled to Mo Xing Ran's hand with a grunt.

"What, not convinced?"

"Yes, the old lady is going to fight you for 300 rounds today!"

Mo Xingran freed up two empty wine glasses: "Okay, what do you say?" ”

This wine glass is small and exquisite, is there anything that can be put in it, the cat was worried for a while, scratching his head: "Yes, guess what?"

"It's better to just have this tear. "The crystal teardrop in the palm of Mo Xing's palm is very beautiful under the glass lamp.

"Good!"

I saw that Mo Xingran's gesture was extremely fast, and the porcelain cup hit by the teardrop made a tinkling sound, making it difficult for people to hear the sound and distinguish the position, plus the cat was drinking at this time, and it seemed that there were a thousand hands in Mo Xingran, and the eyes were confused.

At the end, he touched the two cups lightly and put them together: "Okay, guess, guess wrong, but you have to drink a pot." He winked at the cat, and the cat's heart fluttered.

"Well, that must, if I'm right, you'll have to, too, a pot. ”

"Hmm. "Mo Xingran held his chin with one hand, tilted his head, and had a smile on his face that brought disaster to the country and the people, dying...

Which one is it, these two cups are the same, the cat raised his paw and pointed at this and then that, Mo Xingran laughed and said, "What's the matter, choose a husband?"

The cat was provoked by him, closed its eyes and pointed to the one on the left: "That's it." ”

"Buy and leave, little kitten, you've got it figured out. "Mo Xingran didn't know where to learn it, it's quite like that.

"Uh-huh. The cat watched expectantly, staring closely at Mo Xingran's hand, for fear that he would make it bad.

"Good. Mo Xingran gently pushed his fingers, and the wine cup was opened: "It's a pity, this little kitten, guessed wrong." He smiled and shook his head, and brought the flask to the dumb cat.

"No, that's unlucky!" Neither of them guessed correctly, and the cat lay on the table dejectedly.

"How can you be unlucky, haven't you won the wine, I'm still thirsty, I can't drink if I want to. Mo Xingran really tightened his skin, he said an understatement, and the angry cat blew up.

"Pour the wine!" said the cat angrily, "pour it into my mouth!" A pot of wine, licked and drunk, it will have to be drunk until tomorrow morning.

"Okay. ”

After the first glass of spirits, the cat muttered, "Isn't wine just water, what's the big deal?" ”

The second cup was down, "Hiccup, a little full." ”

The third cup of Mo Xing Dye only poured half a cup, and the cat had just swallowed half of it, when suddenly the little paw covered his neck and screamed: "Mo Xing Dye, you drugged the old lady!"

"Huh?" the latter looked confused.

"What's the matter, it's stuck in my throat!Ahem!Ahem!" The cat coughed rapidly, and Mo Xingran hurriedly patted her on the back: "What's wrong?

The cat has difficulty breathing, and the thing is stuck in its throat and can't go up or down, like a fish in the throat, which is very uncomfortable.

'Grunt', the cat swallowed violently, and the thing that was blocked in the throat was swallowed...

The cat's face was extremely ugly: "I seem... Swallowed a bug. ”

"No, no," Mo Xingran pursed his lips like a child making a mistake.

"No, no, no, no! I slept. The cat pushed the glass angrily, turned its head and staggered into the bed.

———

Late at night, everything is silent.

There was a burst of heat and dryness on the cat's body, and I didn't know if it was too much to drink or what, so I felt that something was wrong.

It was cold and cold, the silk bedding was close to the skin, and the heat in her body and the coldness of the bedding made her a little trance, as if she had plunged into the clouds, light and fluttering, and the touch was illusory and real.

The warm breath in her ears sprinkled on her neck socket, itchy, very intimate.

She habitually rubbed her head against the person, and suddenly found that the person was also cold, so she couldn't help but lean up and hugged it tightly.

"No song... Hmm..."The man's voice was low and magnetic, like a seductive melody seductive into the abyss.

Wuge's head was dazed, and he answered, "Huh?"

"Hands... Don't put it there. His voice seemed to be trying his best to endure something, trembling slightly, but very bewildering.

"Hmm..."Wuge fumbled for the thin fabric, searched all the way, found the source of the sound, and stroked it: "Is it here?"

The two warm and soft glutinous cloves were attached to the palm of her hand, and she wondered what it was, the cat leaned over like that, and bit it.

"Hmm—" The man's body shuddered, and he grabbed her, "No song, no song...", he called her name softly, as if he was not very sane.

She only felt that the surroundings were very quiet at this moment, so quiet that she could clearly hear each other's rapid heartbeats.

Tossing and turning, the man was like a child who had tasted sweetness, and he begged for candy without reluctance.

She stepped back step by step, he pressed closer and closer, her mind was in chaos, she forgot everything, only he was exceptionally clear.

......

———

Early the next morning, a roar erupted from the wing.

The cat jumped up from the bed and kicked Mo Xing's face with one paw: "Hey, what did you do to the old lady last night!" she pulled his long hair angrily.

Mo Xingran rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up, looking out the window: "It's not dawn yet." ”

"I say, did you do anything unsightly to me last night!" If the cat could scold the street, she must be a typical splash cat at this time.

"Huh?" Mo Xingran looked confused: "Wuge, you're dreaming." ”

"Dreaming, how is it possible, I remember..."The cat's voice became smaller and smaller, as thin as a mosquito.

Mo Xingran looked at her with a malicious expression: "What do you remember?"

"I remember... You... That's it, dear, kiss me..."

"Huh?" Mo Xingran rubbed his ears as if he didn't hear clearly: "It's early in the morning, where are the mosquitoes?" ”

The cat was furious: "You kissed me last night!" This sentence was roared, and the sky shook the sky, and the beams almost did not collapse.

Mo Xingran: "......"

The entire City Lord's Mansion probably knew that he had stolen a cat last night.

"No song, tsk, you are thinking about it day and night, don't you think about me in any way, no matter how bad I am, I won't steal a kiss in the middle of the night... Cat bar. Mo Xingran looked her up and down, shook his head and smacked his tongue, as if he had suffered something light.

“... No, I was distinct last night, distinct..."—became human.

The cat's words were in her throat, brewing back and forth a few times, and swallowing it.

Last night was in a trance, she may have been drunk.

"What is it?, changed back into a human?" Mo Xingran got up and went to fetch water to wash his face, and when the cat heard this, he followed behind his ass upside down: "Do you remember?" Her big eyes flickered with anticipation.

Mo Xingran nodded: "I don't remember." He wiped his face.

Cat: "......."

Then you nod your ass.

Is it really a dream, but if it's a dream, it's too real, the touch, the heartbeat, vividly, so that as soon as she woke up, she immediately checked her body, but unfortunately, it was still hairy...