IRDWTSTML [QUICKWEAR] (Edited)

10:7

Mu Xingchen rolled over on the bed twice, groaning, and finally sat up with difficulty. However, the effects of the alcohol began to surge up his body like crazy, and he squinted his eyes, trying hard to see Brun standing beside the bed.

After a moment, as if he had finally determined which of the many vague Bruns was the real one, Mu Xingchen stretched out his hand in one direction and stammered coquettishly, "I, I want to go to the bathroom."

Brun, who was standing in the other direction, watched silently until the boy sitting on the bed seemed to be holding back his anger and shed tears aggrievedly. Then he took a deep breath, reached out helplessly and held Mu Xingchen's hand, which had been facing the air.

Pulling Mu Xingchen up from the bed, Brun lowered his eyes and looked at the young man who fell into his arms in an instant. He had to half-carry him in his arms and take him to the bathroom.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Mu Xingchen struggled like a fish out of water, waving his arms desperately. When Brun's hand reached out again to hold his hand, Mu Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and complained stutteringly, "No, don't let me go, I will fall, fall down."

"You have thick skin and flesh, so you won't be damaged by falling."

As soon as he finished speaking, Brun began to regret saying that, but it was too late. When Mu Xingchen heard the man say that he was thick-skinned, he excitedly explained, "I'm very soft, very soft!"

Before Mu Xingchen grabbed his hand and touched her slender waist, Brun changed the subject and said, "We're at the toilet."

Mu Xingchen, who had briefly forgotten that he had to pee, finally remembered this and was anxious to start unbuttoning his pants. However, he was so drunk that everything he saw was blurry and his hands were weak. He fumbled for a long time but couldn't find the waistband of his pants. He started crying again in anxiety.

A tear fell on the back of Brun's hand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at it. He really couldn't understand how a huge dragon that could easily destroy a human town could cry over such a small thing.

"It's so hard, so uncomfortable, oooo."

Brun stood helplessly behind Mu Xingchen, allowing him to lean on him to prevent him from slipping to the ground. He passed his hands through Mu Xingchen's waist and untied the belt that was almost tied into a knot with a frown. The oversized pants immediately slipped to his ankles.

Seeing that the drunk dragon in his arms had no intention of reaching out to help him, Brun's forehead veins jumped suddenly, "Help him yourself!"

Mu Xingchen raised his head in Brun's arms, his soft hair rubbing against Brun's face. He shook his head and groaned, "I don't have any strength left." Then he raised his hand and patted his swollen belly, "I can't hold it anymore."

Seeing that Mu Xingchen really had no intention of supporting him, Brun's back teeth were almost broken, but he had to reach out and support the swollen penis before he urinated.

The sound of dripping water continued for more than two minutes. Mu Xingchen's belly had visibly shrunk, but there was still a lot of wine stored in it. If you listened carefully when shaking it, you could even hear the sound of water.

Brun helped Mu Xingchen put on his pants with a wooden face, then carried him to the sink with one arm around him. He stared at the boy with red cheeks, squinting eyes and humming in the mirror for a while, then washed his hands and carried Mu Xingchen, who was so drunk that he could not stand at all, back to the room.

But when he put the man on the bed, he encountered another problem. The man who couldn't even untie his belt just now was now holding on to his clothes tightly.

"Let go."

Mu Xingchen held on tighter, and buried his hot face into Brun's neck, rubbing it comfortably, "It's so cool, so cool."

Brun squeezed Mu Xingchen's hand hard, trying to pull it off with brute force, but when his eyes touched the finger marks he had made, he was stunned for two seconds and gave up the plan reluctantly.

No matter what, he has already signed a contract with the silly dragon, so it is considered his own dragon. Moreover, when the silly dragon turns into a human, its skin is very delicate and it is easy to leave marks on it. If he really uses brute force to pull it off, he might be able to remove the arm directly.

But since he couldn't use brute force to make Mu Xingchen let go, Brun could only frown and soften his voice to coax, "You'll sober up after a good sleep. Let go first and go to sleep."

The hand that was grabbing the clothes still showed no intention of loosening. Brun patiently coaxed Mu Xingchen for a few minutes but failed to get him to let go. After hesitating for a long time, he hugged the boy who was almost completely drunk and lay down on the bed together.

Sure enough, after lying down together, Mu Xingchen obediently found a comfortable position in Brun's arms, and his hands didn't clench so tightly.

Brun was lying on the bed, feeling a little tired. He had drunk a lot of wine before Mu Xingchen went to the tavern. Now that the alcohol had worn off, his body felt tired.

After lying on the bed with his arms around Mu Xingchen for five or six minutes, Brun felt that the hand that was grabbing his clothes had completely loosened. He reached out and took down the hand on his shoulder, then pulled back the arm that was pressed under Mu Xingchen's neck, sat up and got out of bed.

He also planned to go back to his room and sleep for a while.

Brun left the room directly, and came back again in less than two minutes. Looking at Mu Xingchen lying on the bed, he sighed silently.

It would be terrible if this stupid dragon suddenly got up and turned into a dragon.

Brun once again regretted that he should not have given this silly dragon so much wine in the tavern just because he was curious about his drinking capacity. He walked forward, bent down, picked up the sleeping Mu Xingchen, took the bag he had prepared earlier, walked out the door and headed straight towards the forest.

People from the town often came to the outskirts of the forest to collect herbs or hunt, so Brun had no choice but to carry Mu Xingchen deeper into the forest. They walked for more than half an hour and there were almost no signs of trampling on the surrounding vegetation. Only then did they find a tree to put Mu Xingchen down.

Mu Xingchen woke up drowsily as soon as he landed. Seeing Brun was still beside him, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep with peace of mind.

Brun went to sit under the tree opposite

Wear.

Half a minute later, Brun took out a bottle of medicine powder from his bag, walked to Mu Xingchen and squatted down, sprinkling the powder in the bottle evenly on the injured area of his foot. He once again expressed great doubts about Mu Xingchen's fragility when he turned into a human.

He really couldn't understand how a giant dragon covered with hard scales could become more fragile than some children after becoming a human.

These are feet that walk on the ground every day, but they are so tender that you can squeeze water out of them.

After putting away the medicine bottle, Brun leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes tiredly.

Brun fell asleep quickly, but a look of confusion and boredom appeared on his handsome face while he was sleeping. He dreamed that he fell into the deep sea and a soft fish was biting his mouth to suck oxygen from his mouth. The feeling of suffocation gradually became stronger.

When Brun thought he was about to drown, he finally broke free from the dream, opened his eyes and returned to reality.

“…”

Mu Xingchen, who was sleeping obediently under the tree opposite before going to bed, ran into Brun's arms at some point, and her bright red little mouth was pressed against the man's lips, and a pink tongue could be vaguely seen stirring in Brun's mouth.