It doesn't matter what the star is, and what the beast is; Yang Xiaohai only felt that the incandescent light was spinning violently, his chest was tight and shortness of breath, and he wanted to vomit quickly.

But if you drink too much, you will be nauseous. It's just that experienced people who drink a lot of alcohol can force it down. The strength of the wine surged up several times, but he used his mind to push it down. Not for anything else, just because the fox has charming eyes like silk, and at the same time, it makes the old otaku feel familiar.

Although it has its tail on its pillow and hangs the wine bottle and drinks wildly, it is also extremely weird. It was difficult for Yang Xiaohai to get up after drinking, how dare he be alarmed by it? Regardless of the belly turning over the river and the sea, the old otaku was lying on the table steadily, not being noticed by the big beast.

After the heat that surged to his throat and eyes was blocked back more than a dozen times, Yang Xiaohai finally couldn't resist the monstrous drowsiness and was so drunk that he was in a mess. As soon as he lost his senses, the restless yellow soup in his stomach shot out of his mouth like an arrow. The soft sound of "......" suddenly alarmed the fox demon who was drinking. The triangular head slammed, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes looked at the old otaku.

It was obviously a fox face, but it frowned very humanely. "Vomit ......" Yang Xiaohai did drink too much. It's still not enough to spit out, and under the gaze of the fox demon, it took several breaths to stop. The fox demon no longer drank, but he didn't put down his tail either, and the ceramic jar was still hanging.

After a while, Yang Xiaohai, who had vomited, tilted his body and planted himself towards the messy ground. Seeing that he was about to be mixed up with a mess, a touch of fiery red stopped him—it turned out that the tail of the fox demon was holding up the old otaku.

However, a drunk person is irrational. "Vomit ......" A large mouthful of yellow soup gushed out, wetting the fiery red and supple tail. The fox demon's eyes suddenly widened with rage, and the corners of his mouth furrowed, revealing a row of teeth that flickered in cold light.

But soon, the fox demon stared at the drunken old otaku with his eyes closed, and his fierce expression gradually calmed down. The shaggy tail slides smoothly and sends the old otaku to the punch above the single bed. Then, as soon as the tail that was slippery than silk was closed, the old otaku immediately fell into the thick mattress. "Good wine! Daqu! Dry it for nothing! Good wine......" Yang Xiaohai muttered, still his eyes closed.

The fox demon hung the ceramic jar on one tail, made pillows on the other side, and sent Yang Xiaohai to bed on the other; But there are still six tails to be served! So the rest of its tail crackled and curled up in a dazzling arc of electricity.

The arc blue light blazed, passing over the filth spit out by the old otaku. Then the scorching smell flourished, and the dirty ground was only a faint ash of ashes. Then, the hanging ceramic jar was sent to Yang Xiaohai's mouth. The old otaku was really angry, and felt that there was wine in his mouth, so he immediately raised his hand to grab it, and poured it violently.

Even if he lost consciousness, he still praised: "Good Maotai!" At least 10 years old! ”

The fox demon shook his triangular head, as if he was helpless against the old otaku. Then, the whole body flashed with electricity. The smell of wine and the filth that Yang Xiaohai spit out were all turned into floating ashes. Then, the tip of the fox demon's tail flickered, and a round clear glass bottle marked "XO" was hooked.

With a "pop", the glass cover was pulled open by another tail, "Bang ......",

The amber liquor flowed into the long mouth. The big fox demon is surrounded by all kinds of wine bottles. The drunken eyes with upturned eyes have long been blurred, but they still drink bottle after bottle.

In the basement, there is no distinction between day and night, and there is no time of day. Occasionally, there was the sound of porcelain bottles breaking, only the sound of snoring. After a long time, it was quiet. After a little longer silence, the creatures hidden in the corners will be impatient. Knowing the rope, the slightest movement slowly sounded.

Under the wine rack and between the crevices of the brick wall, there are gradually more black and slippery small beans. The beans staggered, crawled out of their hiding places, and spread their bodies unscrupulously under the incandescent light, playing as they pleased. If anyone sees it, they will be surprised and exclaim, "Good guy! Have you seen the drunken tide bug? Eh, I'll see you today! ”

It turned out that the pervasive smell of alcohol was so strong that even the hidden worms were drunk. Small insects are very common, and the locals call them tide worms. The scientific name of this thing is rat woman, also known as pea worm, ladybug, tide bug, soil hatch and so on. This insect is found all over the country and has a long history. Tide insects usually live in damp corners and under rotting wood. Don't look at his appearance, he is a raw material of traditional Chinese medicine. For people, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

In the basement, the incandescent lamps are still shining, and the drunken tide insects are like small gray-black beans. Suddenly, they stretched out and crawled back into the corner. It turned out that Yang Xiaohai woke up.

The old otaku sat up in a daze, only to feel that his whole body was both sore and soft. Feeling the lingering smell of sake lees in his mouth, he reached for the kettle not far away. Take off the cork, feel that the water is not hot, and simply drink it to the spout. Especially the warm underwater belly with residual temperature, some drunken clips also surfaced.

Immediately, Yang Xiaohai put down the kettle and turned his head violently. The room was empty, except for the empty wine bottles all over the floor, what kind of fox demon was there? "Could it be that I'm too dazzled?"

After all, after drinking so much, it is possible to have a little hallucination. He shook his head, only to realize that he was sitting on the cold, damp concrete floor. Now the old otaku is decided. He remembered lying on the table, when did he slip out and hit the ground?

No wonder the back hurts and the legs hurt. No, my head is still dizzy, and I have to make up for sleep. Fox demon or something, wake up and talk about it... Yang Xiaohai shook his shoulders and felt that he had strength again. Then, with one hand and one knee on the ground, he lifted his breath to his feet. Looking towards the single bed, I want to continue to sleep. However, with just one glance, the old otaku's eyes widened.

Under the thin camouflage blanket, there is a delicate and graceful body. Although his back was facing him, Yang Xiaohai recognized it at a glance, it was definitely a woman.

Assie! Who the hell is it? Dare to occupy your own bed while you are asleep? However, the butt is really round and the waist is so thin...... Further up, I saw a waterfall-like green silk. That hair was slightly curly, and it took up half of the bed!

"That's right, it's a young woman!" Yang Xiaohai affirmed the judgment, and then a new question arose: Who could this woman with a seductive back who wanted to commit a crime?

The exposed shoulders are white and sleek, reflecting a marble-like brilliance in the dim yellow light. But the white is different from Winnie's pure white, and it feels a little yellow. Judging from the color of her skin, this woman should be Chinese. Yang Xiaohai looked at it fixedly, and an idea popped up: Where is the little girl? Will the woman in front of you have anything to do with Black Hitomi?

Holding his breath, the tiptoeing old otaku slowly approached. As soon as I arrived at the head of the bed, I saw a pair of high bulges under the thin blanket. Yang Xiaohai's breathing suddenly became heavy. He stood at the head of the bed, and the woman was lying on her side, her head facing him. As a result, a disguised top-down perspective is formed.

The back and fragrant shoulders alone are tempting enough. However, the blanket was only half covered, and the two towering hemispheres were almost exposed. Yang Xiaohai secretly thought: No, no! Don't look at indecent acts! I'm not a villain who takes advantage of others...... But his eyes seemed to have hooks, and he drilled into the blanket vigorously.

Further on, there is the cold concrete wall. But Yang Xiaohai, who took a step forward, also had a new harvest. The thick long hair covered the upper half of the woman's face, revealing only the firm bridge of the nose and the ruddy cherry mouth. If you add a sharp inverted triangle chin like an anime, just half of your face has a fatal temptation to the opposite sex.

"Goodong", Yang Xiaohai swallowed and spit, but was frightened by the sound and broke out in a cold sweat.

He hurriedly looked into the woman's eyes, but his hair was so fine that he couldn't see it clearly. The woman didn't move, probably because she didn't wake up. So the old otaku secretly condemned himself while looking downward. Thanks to the adjusted angle, the proud twin peaks are clearer. Although the woman is lying on her side, the thin blanket still outlines the curves of the debut.

"Standard!" For veteran otaku, the thin blanket is almost negligible. The type is determined at a glance. Then, there is a long attention ceremony. It's a pity that the naked eye is not an X-ray, and even if it is "super vision", it can't wear through the blanket. Yang Xiaohai greedily imprinted every detail in his mind, and then reluctantly slid down.

Although it is lying on its side, you can see the tight and thin waist. It is not difficult to imagine how much this woman must win if she wants to look at it head-on. But at this time, the old otaku didn't have time to pay much attention.

Suddenly, my nose was hot. He put his hand in front of him, and what he saw was red. "I'll you!" Yang Xiaohai was suddenly annoyed: "I'm not the first brother who meows!" Why can't you stand this little stimulation? ”

No matter what he planned, the nosebleed couldn't be stopped by just a quick wipe. In desperation, the old otaku could only stretch out his other hand and continue to wipe his nose. Of course, the result was not ideal, and the old otaku could only take back the hand he had just removed.

After wiping a few handfuls, not only did it not stop, but the nosebleed wet the sheets. Yang Xiaohai was helpless and wanted to straighten his waist and leave the bed. After all, the bow body hangs on the single bed, which looks too obscene.

The old otaku was just about to exert his strength, and suddenly met a pair of dark, deep, and shining eyes like stars in the night sky. The old otaku was a thief with a weak heart, and he pouted his ass and petrified on the spot. In the small space in front of the woman's legs and between the cement wall, Yang Xiaohai, who was hanging in the air, smiled stiffly and said stiffly: "Hey! ”

"Big bastard!"

The woman burst into a snort, and her legs slammed upward. Yang Xiaohai was like a ball, first hitting the wall, then rebounding back, leaning over and falling to the ground.

A series of "sparse" sounds followed. Two strings of nosebleeds spilled from the head of the bed to the floor. As soon as he landed, Yang Xiaohai wanted to get up. Unexpectedly, the back sank, and the cracked wine bottle immediately plunged into the flesh.

"Sneaky, you must have bad intentions, say, what do you want to do?" The voice was cold and soft, and when I heard it, I knew it was a black pupil.

Yang Xiaohai turned his head reflexively, and asked rhetorically: "Why are you everywhere?" ”

Then a cloud of white came into view. The white foot stepped on the back of the old otaku, and the other foot stood in front of Yang Xiaohai's forehead. In the dim light, the old otaku saw the picture of his dreams. Suddenly, the nosebleeds that had not stopped spurting wildly.