Secret Love Nest 2018

Drunk Squirrel

Dayu got drunk.

So it goes to say that this is not Dayu. I mean, my Little Squirrel can still do alot of things even if he is wasted but typing sensible words on his laptop is not one of those things.

This is Wang Qing.

And like I said, Dayu was drunk.

Quite drunk.

I will admit, I read Dayu's entry on his diary last year about me being inebriated. And his words were quite accurate. I am a terrible drunk.

No. I am not violent when I am under the influence of alcohol. Being a terrible drunk doesn't mean I slap Dayu around.

What I meant was I am terrible in the sense that when I am drunk, I rely on Dayu a lot to take care of me. And for Dayu, taking care of me while I am drunk is not that pleasant.

Not that he will complain. You all know Dayu. He is not a martyr but he sure knows when to suck it up and just plowed on his way. My lover is practical that way.

But who wants to take care of a drunk person?

I don't.

But I will. Because the drunk person is Dayu. And I will be damn if I will let anyone touch my Little Squirrel while he is drunk.

No, no one can touch Dayu, sober or inebriated.

Especially when he is inebriated.

Because a drunk Dayu...is a vulnerably cute Dayu.

Dayu: (cheeks flushing) Let's take selfies, Qing! Come on!

Me: No, Love. Stop taking pictures. You had taken enough selfies already.

Dayu: But I want more. I can do more cute poses.

Me: You are cute just by simply looking at the camera. Come on...

I helped him to stand, Dayu is not steady. He managed to imbibed too much vodka and wine.

Dayu: I am cute, right, Qing. Say I am cute.

Me: I am cute.

Dayu: No! Me! Me! Say I am cute.

Me: I am cute.

Dayu pushed me away.

Dayu: Cheeky bastard! (pointing at me with wavering finger) You! (finger moving a little to the left) And you! Wow Qing, you have a twin. (bowing to my imaginary twin) Hello, Qing's twin, I am Dayu. I love your twin. He and I...we kiss and fuck. Hi hi

Oh man... he...

Me: Dayu ah...come on.

Dayu: (straightening) Oh! There is another you! (smacking my chest) Qing, you are a triplet. Fascinating...

I am not a triplet. I am unique. One of a kind. There can never be another me.

My drunk lover is...really drunk.

I lost my patience so I crouch low to sweep Dayu in my arms and carry him like a bride to our room.

Dayu giggled while I am carrying him.

Dayu: (tapping a forefinger on my nose affectionately) I will give my virginity to you. Just wait and see.

Oh my...ugh he is so darn cute!