In order to celebrate the marriage between the Wolf King and the Queen, the celebration in the north lasted for three days and three nights.
In the evening of the last day of the celebration.
Hang Shiqi, dressed in fancy clothes, was grabbing chicken legs with a group of young frost wolves from a hunting team in the square without any image, when suddenly he was patted from behind.
"Ao Wu?" Hang Shiqi shouted indistinctly, holding five chicken drumsticks with both hands and biting a chicken bone.
Ao Wu was different from his usual cold and shrewd appearance. He actually asked with a bit of a smile on his face: "Are you full?"
"No... burp!" Hang Shiqi was about to say no, then he burped and said stiffly: "No."
"You eat." Ao Wu stood still behind Hang Shiqi, put his hands around Hang Shiqi's waist, and rested his chin on his shoulder: "I'll wait until you're full."
The surrounding members of the hunting team were used to being afraid of Ao Wu. Seeing him here, they didn't dare to do it again. The few who had just enjoyed themselves snatching chicken legs from Hang Shiqi were now cowering like quails.
aside.
No one competed with Hang Shiqi for chicken drumsticks. Hang Shiqi felt that it was a lot less fun. He honestly ate all the five drumsticks in his hand. When he couldn't eat anymore, he licked the corners of his mouth and said to Ao Wu: "
I am full."
"Okay." Ao Wu responded with an unclear meaning, suddenly transformed into an animal shape, and leaned down in front of Hang Shiqi: "Come up."
"Hey! Are you riding a wolf?" Hang Shiqi became happy and hurriedly leaned over to wrap his arms around Ao Wu's neck. When Ao Wu waited for him to sit firmly, he ran towards the palace like a gust of wind.
The cool night wind passed through Hang Qi's hair. When he looked up, a bright moon was hanging high in the sky. The moonlight shone on Ao Wu's silver-white fur, shining with silvery light.
"Well, it's a full moon... Damn, it's a full moon!" Only then did Hang Shiqi feel an unpleasant sense of familiarity. Recalling Ao Wu's actions just now, he noticed something was wrong with Ao Wu.
Hang Qi thought of the first full-moon night he met Ao Wu, when he was almost "eaten". He lowered his head in fear and looked at Ao Wu, who was running so fast with his support: "Ao Wu, you are drunk
Yet?"
We can't blame him for being forgetful, it's because, after that "Drunken Moon", for several months, Ao Wu paid great attention to not letting himself be illuminated by the moonlight on the full moon night, which made Hang Shiqi gradually forget about this.
incident, and attributed the situation to an accident and left it behind.
"Well, you must be drunk." Ao Wu spoke with a slight drawl, and his tone was lower than usual, as if he was coquettish, which made people's ears itch.
This is strange. Hang Shiqi became so playful that he no longer cared about being afraid. He lay next to Ao Wu and whispered in Ao Wu's ear, "Then do you know who I am?"
"Hang Qi." Ao Wu said.
"No, I'm your husband." Hang Shiqi gently tugged on Ao Wu's ear: "Call me and I'll listen."
Ao Wu laughed and called, "Daughter-in-law."
"Wrong, it's my husband."
"young married woman."
"husband!"
"Hey, my wife."
"Old..." Hang Shiqi paused suddenly, frowning and looking at Ao Wu suspiciously: "Are you pretending to be drunk to trick me?"
Ao Wu didn't answer and stopped.
Hang Qiyi raised his head, "Good guy, in such a short time, he has already run back to the palace. He is still drunk, but his speed is not slow at all."
Ao Wu changed back to human form, holding Hang Qi's hand, as if he was afraid that he would escape, and took Hang Qi to his room. Hang Qi was pulled by him, but he was not afraid, since Ao Wu would never hurt him
He let the other party lead him into the house.
"Click." The door closed behind Hang Qiqi, and the sound of locking was heard.
"You're full, right?" Ao Wu suddenly approached Hang Shiqi and asked again.
"Ang, what are you doing?" Hang Shiqi felt a little unsure and took a step back.
Ao Wu's eyes suddenly darkened, with a faint green light, like a wolf staring at its prey, staring straight at Hang Shiqi, but his tone was full of grievance: "I'm hungry."
"Ah?" Hang Shiqi was stunned, and then the memory of the last full moon night flashed through his mind very quickly: "You're not going to eat...eat me again, are you?"
Ao Wu automatically ignored the previous questions and only selected the three words he wanted to hear most, then nodded and said with satisfaction: "Okay."
"..."
It's harder to communicate with a drunk person than with a husky.
Hang Shiqi thought this way.
Then Ao Wu chewed it up unreasonably.
Kissing happens once, becomes familiar the second time, and becomes familiar three times or four times. Hang Shiqi is already willing to kiss back and compete with the other party.
But today Ao Wu obviously would not be satisfied with just a kiss.
The moonlight shone on the window sill of the bedroom, reflecting the intertwined figures in the room. It was silent for a long night, with only the sound of rapid breathing. Then the long night was punctured by screams. It became noisy again.
"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"
"Well, slow down!"
"Bastard Ao Wu."
"Um……"
"Hurry, hurry up."
"Ouch-wuwu-"
…
The noise continued all night long, from vigorous and impassioned at the beginning to weak and hoarse at the end. Until the moonlight fell silent and the morning sun burst out from the horizon, casting a ray of golden light onto the window panes, the noise inside was still endless.
"No...not coming."
"Bastard Ao Wu..."
"I'll take you to take a bath." Ao Wu's voice no longer contained the drunkenness it had before, but instead sounded a bit satisfied.
"I don't want to hug him!" Hang Shiqi pulled Ao Wu away and walked towards the bathroom stubbornly. As soon as he took a step forward, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"
Ao Wu had no choice but to hug him back into his arms.
Hang Shiqi found a comfortable angle to nestle in, and cursed: "It's all your fault. My throat hurts now, my butt and butt hurt, my waist hurts, and my legs are sore. I can't even say why you're still here."
, it’s your fault.”
"Okay, blame me." Ao Wu put Hang Qiqi into the bathtub and said seriously: "It's all my fault."
"..." Ao Wu's admission of mistake made Hang Shiqi's remaining conscience feel a little painful: "No, after all, you were drunk yesterday. Speaking of which, you called me husband several times.
As a husband, I should be more tolerant of you."
Ao Wu paused and asked, "What should I call you?"
Hang Shiqi: "Husband."
Ao Wu lowered his head and kissed Hang Shiqifa. He arched his eyebrows and responded in a low voice: "Hey, my wife."
Hang Shiqi was silent for a while.
Hang Shiqi was furious.
He realized that Ao Wu had played a trick on him. Not only had he played the same trick twice on the issue of address, but Ao Wu was not drunk at all yesterday!
"Ouch! Ouch! Bastard Ao Wu, you're kidding me!" Hang Shiqi fluttered angrily in the bathtub, but his body hadn't recovered yet. Whether it was beating someone or demolishing a home, he had no strength for the time being.
Hang Shiqi became more and more angry as he thought about it, and decided to use the same method to get back at him. So a few days later, Ao Wu picked up Hang Shiqi with a broken leg at the training ground that had been demolished into ruins.
"Well, I accidentally fell off that place just now, and my legs hurt so much." Hang Shiqi said pitifully while covering his knees with red eyes.
"Let me take a look?" Ao Wu lifted up Hang Qi's trouser legs. But there was no redness or swelling at all. He took Hang Qi to the White Tower to see, but the priest couldn't see any problem.
"It hurts, it just hurts, it just hurts!" Hang Shiqi said shamelessly.
"Then what do you want to do?" Ao Wu probably understood what he meant.
"Well, the first thing to do is to make up for the shape with the shape. Eat more chicken legs, which is conducive to the recovery of the legs." Hang Shiqi demanded confidently.
"good."
"Then you need to get enough rest and avoid strenuous exercise." Hang Shiqi said.
Ao Wu: "So you haven't patrolled recently?"
Hang Shiqi thought for a while and said: "The patrol will not affect it."
Ao Wu: “Aren’t you going to demolish the training ground?”
Hang Shiqi gritted his teeth: "I don't use my legs when I am in the training ground. And if I don't move at all, my muscles will atrophy, so it won't work."
Ao Wu: "So what do you mean by strenuous exercise?"
Hang Shiqi pretended to be stupid: "I didn't mean anything in particular."
Although he didn't refer to anything in particular, from that day on, the relationship between Hang Shiqi and Ao Wu became that of roommates sharing a bed. It was very pure.
Winter in the north comes very early. In October, it starts to freeze outside after dark.
As the hunting season approaches, Ao Wu has gradually increased the amount of training, and even increased training in animal forms.
During the break, Ao Wu lay on his side next to the training ground, sticking out his tongue and blowing out hot breath.
Hang Shiqi limped and sat down next to Ao Wu. He was surprised to find that the fur on Ao Wu's belly was snow-white, thin, soft, and very warm, and the fur on Ao Wu's back was thick and white.
The hair is completely different.
"Hey! The fur on your belly looks so soft!" Hang Shiqi stretched out a tentative finger and poked Ao Wu's belly. The feel was surprisingly good.
Hang Shiqi cheered and rushed forward.
Ao Wu was so big that Hang Shiqi could almost bury half of his body in his soft abdomen.
He pressed the soft hair on Ao Wu's belly like a breast, and became addicted to it.
"Come down." Ao Wu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted through gritted teeth.
"No." The warning had no effect on Hang Shiqi. He continued to stroke Maomao without any fear, and even buried his face in it, rubbing it like a cat.
The next second, the soft feeling under his hands disappeared, replaced by clearly defined eight-pack abdominal muscles.
Hang Shiqi was stunned for a moment and seemed a little unresponsive: Where is my soft belly? Where is the white fur that is so thin and soft?
"Continue touching?" The man lying under him put his hands behind his head with a dangerous look in his eyes.
"Awwww." Hang Shiqi's tail and ears drooped down together. He turned around and left cursing, but was suddenly caught by the tail.
Then Ao Wu picked him up and carried him from the window sill into the bedroom.
Ao Wu opened the window and threw Hang Qi Qi on the bed.
"What are you doing? My leg is still hurt!" Hang Shiqi immediately shouted loudly.
"Which leg?" Ao Wu asked.
"Left leg!" Hang Shiqi said casually.
Ao Wu: "It was your right leg that was lame just now."
Hang Shiqi tilted his head uncertainly and tried to remember: "Really?"
Ao Wu sighed and kissed Hang Qiqi's forehead gently: "Little liar, it's been more than a month and you still haven't had enough? Or are you afraid of me?"
Hang Shiqi, who had discovered his intention, was a little embarrassed. He blushed and pushed Ao Wu down: "Who said I'm afraid? I'm afraid? Just come."
"Really?" Ao Wu looked at him with raised eyebrows.
"Come on! Who dares to be a puppy!" Hang Shiqi raised his head stubbornly.
So their positions were reversed.
The sun is warm and clear, the time is just right, the snow is falling outside the window, and it is sprinkled on the deserted training ground. Another winter is coming quietly.