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After a while, Wen Qiyu came.

"What happened to Gu Yan? Uh, where is Gu Yan?" Wen Qiyu pushed open the door of the box and looked around, only seeing Mo Fei and Wu Zhixing, Gu Yan was nowhere to be seen.

"Here!" Mo Fei kicked Gu Yan under the table.

"ヾ(≥O≤)〃哦~Who kicked me ヽ(*.>Д<)o゜"

Hearing Gu Yan's voice floating from under the table, Wen Qiyu helplessly supported his forehead.

"Could it be, help me get Gu Yan out..." Wen Qiyu knew that Gu Yan's weight was beyond his control, so he chose to ask Mo Fei, who was still sober, for help.

"Hmm..." Mo Fei shook his head dizzily, "Look if you don't believe me!" After speaking, he bent down and reached out to reach Gu Yan.

"...Huh? You are not Ayu! Go away!!(╯｀□′)╯???*～●"

Could it be that he climbed up to the wine table again and raised his eyebrows at Wen Qiyu, who bent down helplessly, and was pulled in by Gu Yan as soon as he approached the bottom of the table.

"Ayu~~Trojan~╭(╯3╰)╮╭(╯3╰)╮"

(Because of the current crackdown, this paragraph is omitted. In a nutshell, Mo Fei’s ridicule at the wine table just now has made Gu Yan lustful, and when Wen Qiyu sent Gu Yan home, touching the keys on Gu Yan became the fuse , and then Gu Yan put Wen Qiyu on his sofa to do it. Wen Qiyu wanted to resist at first, but he felt guilty towards Gu Yan because he wanted to help Cui Yi, so he gave up the resistance halfway, so Gu Yan just...no This paragraph has little effect on the plot. If you really want to watch it, please join the group and share it yourself)

The next day, when Gu Yan opened his eyes, he thought he was having some kind of strange dream.

His A Yu was lying naked on the sofa, his whole body was covered with bright red and even bloody tooth marks, even the few freshly scabbed wounds on his body were not spared.The thin wrist was raised above the head, and it was tied to the small table on the side of the sofa, and there were some glaring bloodstains on the sofa.

The most frightening thing is that at this time, I am actually pressing on A Yu.

∑(°△°|||)︴

Nani?! What's going on?!

Gu Yan tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch Wen Qiyu's buttocks, where there was still blood remaining; he tried the temperature of Wen Qiyu's forehead with his other hand, and it was hot.

Instantly petrified.

Is this... really me? ! O mouth O!

I... Am I the upper body of a beast? !(￣▽￣")

I... Am I a hidden version of shaking s? ! ∑(っ°Д°;)っ

At this time, Wen Qiyu slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Yan was so frightened that he froze in place.

"Ah, Ayu... I'm sorry (┬＿┬)"