Chapter four hundred and twentieth eight: a thousand cups do not pour
Yun Mo's breathing gradually quickened, and his hands wrapped around Yae Shenzi's slender waist. Their bodies were close to each other, and each could hear the other's heart beating violently.
Their lips were still together, not separated.
I don’t know how long it took before Yae Shenzi reluctantly left Yun Mo’s lips. A trace of crystal clear liquid connected their lips. It exuded a faint luster under the dim candlelight and looked particularly special.
It's alluring and makes people think a lot.
Yae Shenzi licked his lips with unsatisfied feelings, looked at the intoxicated Yun Mo, smiled charmingly and leaned close to his ear, saying softly: "Are you satisfied? If you still want to continue, I will be happy to accompany you.
"
After saying that, Yae Shenzi stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently licked Yun Mo's earlobe.
Yun Mo felt the tingling touch from his earlobe, and his whole body trembled. He came back to his senses and looked at Yae Shenzi with a smirk on his face.
"You are still drunk. You can't drink any more. I confiscated the wine." Yun Mo shook his head and prepared to put away the sake on the table.
"No, I still want to drink. Why don't you drink with me?" Yae Shenzi shook his body like a child, hooked a pair of white lotus-rooted arms around Yun Mo's neck, and said coquettishly.
Yae Shenzi's hot and delicate body rubbed against Yun Mo's body, teasing Yun Mo a little bit unable to control himself. Looking at the drunken and unparalleled beauty of Yae Shenzi, he took a deep breath and said:
"Okay, I'll drink with you, but you can't drink too much."
As Yun Mo spoke, he filled a glass of sake for himself and Yae Shenzi.
"Of course." Although Yae Shenzi agreed, in his heart he planned to get Yun Mo drunk tonight, "I just drank several cups, you have to make up for it, come and drink!"
Yae Shenzi picked up the wine glass and handed it to Yun Mo.
Looking at the drunken Yae Shenzi, Yun Mo shook his head helplessly, knowing that she must have some small calculation in her mind, but he didn't care and drank all the sake in the glass.
Although Yun Mo doesn't like drinking, he has an excellent capacity for drinking. After all, his hometown on Earth is a place rich in famous wines, and the demon bloodline is extremely resistant to things like nerve paralysis.
So low-alcohol sake is nothing to Yunmo.
Pushing cups for cups, drinking wine one cup at a time, Yun Mo was always sober, but his fair face was slightly red. Instead, he was trying to get Yun Mo's Yae Shenzi drunk, his eyes were dim, and he could hardly sit still.
Yun Mo helplessly looked at Yae Shenzi lying in his arms and said, "It's almost time to drink. It's time to rest."
"Hmm~" The drunk Yae Shenzi became extremely well-behaved, curled up in Yun Mo's arms like a lazy kitten, closed his eyes, and replied lazily.
Yun Mo hugged Yae Shenzi back to the room, let her lie on the bed, and helped her cover her with the quilt. Then Yun Mo walked to the window and looked at the heavy rain pouring down like a black waterfall outside, his brows
Slightly wrinkled.
I hope it will be sunny after the rain tomorrow, Yunmo whispered, gently closed the window, and returned to Yaegamiko's bedside.
Although Neko said that the rooms in the shrine can be used freely, how could Yunmo, who is a food-eater and an expert in taste, let go of this opportunity to sleep with Yae Kamiko?
At this time, the drunken Yae Shenzi felt too hot and had kicked off the quilt. The clothes on his body had long been taken off, and his skin as smooth and delicate as mutton-fat jade was exposed under Yun Mo's eyes.
Yae Shenzi, who had her eyes slightly closed, noticed Yun Mo walking over. She opened her eyes, looked at Yun Mo, opened her hands, and said lazily: "I want a hug~"
Yun Mo's breathing became a little heavier, his Adam's apple slid up and down, he swallowed, took off his clothes, and climbed onto the bed.
The room is beautiful and the spring breeze is rippling.
The depressive and passionate sounds intertwined with the heavy rain outside the shrine, forming a unique and moving melody.
With the last low roar, the room returned to calm, leaving only the rapid breathing of the two people.
"So tired." Yae Shenzi stuck out his tongue and lay on Yun Mo's chest, looking exhausted. After a cute yawn, he said softly: "Go to sleep, good night, little one."
"Yes." Yun Mo hugged Yae Shenzi's smooth body and kissed her lightly on the forehead, "Good night, Lord Shenzi."
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Yun Mo woke up at dawn the next day. Although he drank a lot yesterday, he did not feel any discomfort, but felt very refreshed.
Yun Mo lowered his head and glanced at Yae Shenzi, who was still sleeping soundly in his arms, and frowned slightly.
Because at this time, Yae Kamiko didn't know whether it was because of a hangover or a nightmare. Her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed and her face was covered with sweat. She seemed to be sleeping very uneasily and kept mumbling.
"Huh?" Yun Mo came closer and listened carefully to Yae Shenzi's ravings.
Just listen to the Eightfold God Son murmuring like a dream: "...Yunmo...don't...leave...me..."
Yun Mo didn't know what Yae Shenzi was dreaming about, but his heart softened, and he patted her back gently and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yunmo's gentle caress made Yae Shenzi stop mumbling, her frown gradually relaxed, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Are you awake?" Yun Mo looked into the beautiful, watery pupils of Yae Shenzi and said with a smile.
"Well, I'm awake." Yae Shenzi raised his head slightly and placed a light peck on Yun Mo's lips. When he wanted to get up, he felt dizzy and stumbled into Yun Mo's arms again.
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"Be careful." Yun Mo stretched out his hand to support Yae Shenzi's fragrant shoulders. Looking at her fragile appearance, he said reproachfully: "I told you not to drink so much yesterday. You have a headache now. Wait in bed while I go.
I’ll prepare some hangover soup for you.”
"Okay." Yae Shenzi heard Yun Mo's words and nodded obediently.
"Good boy, wait for me for a while and I'll be back soon." Yun Mo gently scratched the bridge of her nose, stood up, dressed neatly, and left the room.
Seeing Yun Mo go out, Yae Shenzi sat up from the bed. She rubbed her head and remembered the strange but true dream she had just had.
She dreamed that after Yun Mo came down from the floating island, he turned into Lord Baal. He looked at her from a distance, then turned around and headed to the ancient kingdom of Kanreia underground, just like Lord Baal fell five hundred years ago.
Same as ever.
"Why do you have such a dream?" Yae Shenzi murmured to herself, feeling a sense of inexplicable panic in her heart. She had a vague feeling that this dream seemed to portend something.
"Alas." Yae Shenzi sighed, put aside the thoughts in his mind, lay on the bed again and fell asleep, waiting for Yun Mo to return.