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Under the pressure of submitting manuscripts, Hao Jing's sleep is a big problem. He often has to fall asleep at three o'clock in the middle of the night, and sits up from the bed before eight o'clock. Bigger, worse sleep...a ​​vicious cycle.

But this time, he fell asleep incredibly fast, and had a bizarre mottled dream in just two hours. The faces of the characters in the dream were clear, and the expressions of talking and laughing were clearly visible.Hao Jing and them experienced fantasy adventures one after another in their dreams.

When he woke up again, it seemed like a lifetime away, and for a moment he couldn't even remember why he fell asleep in the bar.

Seeing the half-drunk strawberry fruit wine beside him, he slowly came back to his senses.

Oh, I'm drunk.

and many more.

There are still manuscripts that have not been handed in!

An idea popped up suddenly, Hao Jing hurried back to the room, he sat on the small table by the window, drawing the characters in his dream

Those characters seem to be like old friends he has known for a long time, their frowns and smiles are extremely clear, and he can describe them with the tip of his pen effortlessly.

It usually takes three hours to revise and revise a line draft. This time, three people mainly designed and drew all the drawings. During this period, there was almost no revision, and it only took four hours. The efficiency is extremely high.

Hao Jing was very satisfied with the work. The three pictures were combined into one file and sent to Party A with confidence.

Within three or 10 minutes, I got an email reply. Party A, who had been picking and choosing, was very satisfied this time. All the character designs were approved, and even wanted to give him a salary increase and let him draw the characters of important supporting roles.

Hao Jing was overjoyed, and agreed without hesitation. Taking advantage of the surge of inspiration, he spent a whole night painting all of them.

When the sky was bright and the work was finished, he stretched himself, and he liked the drawing more and more, with an old father smiling kindly like a child on his face.

It's really strange, I couldn't hold a single drawing in the past three months, but now I drew six in one night.

Hao Jing rolled his eyes and saw that half of the bottle of strawberry fruit wine was drunk at the corner of the table.

The sweet and sour taste spread from the tip of the tongue again, Hao Jing was greatly surprised.

Many creators have tried drinking to find inspiration, and Hao Jing has also tried it, but every time he drinks alcohol, he is as drunk as mud, and when he wakes up, he talks in a nonsensical manner. How can we talk about inspiration?

And he has always been unable to remember his dreams, but this time, after waking up for several hours, he can clearly remember every detail of the dream, which is really abnormal.

There have been rumors on the Internet for a long time that Tianxu Manor is very magical. You can eat well and sleep well here, as if blessed by spiritual power.Hao Jing thought it was too mysterious before, but now...

Seems really amazing? !

He quickly placed the wine bottle in the middle, spread the line draft all over the table, took a photo, and sent it to the group of painters.

"Practice it yourself and get inspired after drinking this bottle."

There are many painters in the group who can’t deliver their drafts. They are so anxious that they hear the wind and rain. They can’t turn their eyes when they see the words "inspiration burst", and they yell at Hao Jing to bring some bottles back.

"Strawberry fruit wine, 316/bottle, who wants to bring it?"

When I saw the price, I was overwhelmed.Fruit wine is so expensive, it’s probably a scam!

"Tell me, how much difference did you earn?"

"Why, the painting can't be sold, so I changed my business to bring goods?"

"How much is it for you, take me one."

"Erguotou, which costs 15 yuan, can also get drunk. The brothers are gone."

It's normal to think the price is expensive, Hao Jing didn't care, he thought to himself, after you drink it, you will know that it is different from ordinary fruit wine.

When he came to the bar, Xiao Yan was also there, with a half-empty bottle of fruit wine in hand, and he was using the wine to make strawberry jam.

"Boss, how many bottles of strawberry wine are left?"

Xiao Yan was taken aback by the question, turned around and counted: "35 bottles."

After receiving a large deposit, Hao Jing was full of confidence. He slapped the table and said, "I want it all!"

Xiao Yan: "!"

The wine price was set by Karl, Xiao Yan was embarrassed to ask for a lower price, as if he looked down on Karl's labor. A small bottle of 360 milliliters of wine costs 316 common currency, the price is indeed a bit high, and Xiao Yan is still worried that he won't be able to sell it.

It is impossible for Xiao Yan not to do the door-to-door business, so he asked curiously, "Why do you buy so much?"

Hao Jing: "The wine is delicious, take it home and share it with some of my alcoholic friends. By the way, boss, I will tell you something very miraculous."

Xiao Yan: "What's the matter?"

"After drinking two glasses of wine, I fell asleep for two hours and had many wonderful dreams. I directly drew the characters and events in the dream and sent them to Party A. The draft was approved!"

Hao Jing said happily, it looks like he won the lottery.

Xiao Yan said congratulations, packed the wine, charged him 1000 yuan, and then continued to make his strawberry jam.

The dense fruit sauce is spread on the bottom of the shallow ice cream cup, made of evaporated milk into the shape of an iceberg, placed in the cup, and finally sprinkled with a little shredded coconut and light pink sorbet for decoration.

In his spare time, Xiao Yan learns how to make desserts from Yu Ni and Zhen Zhu. This is the first dessert he learned, strawberry iceberg.

Holding the prepared dessert, Xiao Yan knocked on the bedroom door again.

Still no response.

Xiao Yan pushed open the door and saw Phoenix lying on the bed.

This time the phoenix didn't howl angrily at him, as if he didn't notice anyone coming in at all, he drooped his wings soundlessly, his gorgeous tail feathers bent, and hung limply to the ground.

Xiao Yan called softly: "Chong Li? Fat Chirp?"

Fenghuang quietly closed his eyes, as if he was not in a good mood.

Xiao Yan hadn't touched the two-meter-long big bird yet, so he moved closer with itchy hands and stroked the phoenix's feathers.

The touch of the palm is warm and soft, like holding the palm next to the flames, it is very warm and comfortable.The phoenix feather is smooth, glamorous and beautiful, making people unable to put it down.

Xiao Yan's favorite pets are birds. He once fantasized about the sensations of phoenixes and three-legged golden crows, but he never imagined that one day he would actually be able to touch the feathers of a phoenix.

While Chong Li was sleeping, Xiao Yan touched it several times, from the beautiful phoenix head to the illusory phoenix tail, it was very enjoyable.

Touching and touching, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Fenghuang didn't move at all, he didn't seem to be in a deep sleep, but rather... in a coma?

Xiao Yan's hand slid over the hair on Fenghuang's waist and abdomen, which was completely different from the touch on his back. The hair on the waist and abdomen was cold and damp, sticky and smooth, and it was particularly uncomfortable to touch.The color is not brilliant red, but blackish red.

Just as he was surprised, Fenghuang opened his eyes, and the golden pupils were dim.Seeing Xiao Yan, he let out a cry and struggled a little, but his wings could not move at all.

In an instant, Chong Li turned into a human form: "Who allowed you to come in?"

"You are hurt?"

"No."

Xiao Yan didn't believe it, he stretched out his hand into Chong Li's arms.

Caught by the wrist, Chong Li stared at him with burning eyes.

He was definitely injured, and it was very serious, because Xiao Yan was able to break free from his hand.

Regardless of his objection, Xiao Yan pulled away Chong Li's loose skirt.

The humanoid Zhongli's coat was made of phoenix fur, only a thin layer, and his skin can be seen directly after pulling it off.

On the skin, black treacherous patterns are centered on the heart and radiate densely.The pattern is lifelike, like a poisonous snake, slowly wriggling under the skin, slightly bulging, almost breaking through the skin.

Xiao Yan asked: "What is this?"

"What does it have to do with you? I die as soon as I die, why do you care?" Chong Li waved his sleeve, and a colorful cloud floated out of it.

Because of the injury, Caiyun was not strong enough to bounce Xiao Yan away.

Xiao Yan automatically ignored the second half of his sentence: "You don't want to see me in your original form, is it because you were injured?"

He recalled the feeling of the feathers on the phoenix's abdomen, the feathers were lifeless black, as if they were about to rot.The human form can be covered by clothes, but the original form cannot.

The corners of Chong Li's eyes were raised, and the violence was revealed: "Get out!"

"No. My bird is injured, how can I let it go as the owner?"

Xiao Yan completely opened Chong Li's skirt, and gently pressed the black pattern with his fingertips.

Xiao Yan's mind is pure, what's the point of checking his pet's wounds?But in the eyes of others, one is disheveled, and the other is very close, and from time to time he reaches out and touches each other, which is completely ambiguous.

The coolness of the fingertips permeated through the skin, and the black patterns seemed to be restless, entangled and gathered together, moving closer to Xiao Yan's fingertips.

The hot bird's claws grabbed his wrist again, Chong Li seemed to exert all his strength to forcefully move Xiao Yan's wrist away, his whole arm was trembling.

Xiao Yan was angry and anxious: "I want to heal your wounds, what's wrong with you?"

Chong Li's hand trembled, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he slowly let go of Xiao Yan's hand.

He lowered his head and said, "There's no need to treat it, it's a demon."

"Heart demon?"

"Three or two days when the moon is full, the inner demons break out."

Outside the house, the bright and bright moon is in the sky, like a jade plate hanging high.

Chong Li continued: "Tomorrow will be fine, you go out."

"really?"

"Why should I lie to you?"

Xiao Yan somewhat believed it.When Chong Li was still fat, he would indeed wilt when the moon was full.

He likes to watch the moon, every time he took Feijiu out, it would lie weakly on his shoulder without making a sound, so Xiao Yan remembered it very clearly.

"There is no way to alleviate the demon?"

Chong Li flicked his sleeves: "I have been in the world of immortals and demons for 5000 years, and I have been relieved long ago. Is it your turn, a little human, to heal this seat?"

The "little human" was not angry, he stroked Chong Li's hair lovingly.

Fenghuang's hair is so superior that it is enviable, smooth and clean, the hair is soft, and it is as gentle as a cloud of mist when held in the hand, with a little warmth.

If you can't touch Fat Jiu's hair, you can touch Chong Li's hair.

The hair in his hand was suddenly removed, and Chong Li pulled the hair behind his shoulder with one hand, and cast a cold glance at Xiao Yan.

The words "Stay away from me" were written all over her body.

Xiao Yan complained: "You have changed. In the past, Fat Chiu was willing to chirp as long as I touched it. Now I try to coax you every day, and you won't even say a word to me."

Chong Li's figure froze indiscernibly, and he said after a long while: "Although this deity has fallen into a demon, he still retains his godhead. Immortals and Buddhas will call him 'Shangshen' when they see this deity, how dare you treat this deity as yours?" Pet bird?"

Xiao Yan didn't take it seriously: "Flower gods are all my employees, so you can't be my fat chirp?"

"This deity is the twelve main godheads, and Luomang belongs to the 24 godheads. This deity is one level higher than him."

Xiao Yan felt that this was naive, like a primary school student declaring "I have three bars, he has two bars, and I am better than him".

Xiao Yan has no idea about the ranking of official positions in the heavens. If Chong Lishan used an analogy and said, "I am the head of the xx department, and Luomang is the deputy head of the xx department", Xiao Yan would understand better.

Xiao Yan only thought that Fat Chirp was playing with his petty temper, and it would be good to coax him with delicious food. Fat Duner is very edible, especially sweets, a small bird can eat two small cakes.

He dug a spoonful of strawberry iceberg and handed it to Chong Li's mouth. "Fat Chiu is obedient, eat ice cream, come on, open your mouth, ah—"

The tone of coaxing children.

The divine bird is very upright, turned his head and refused to eat.

Xiao Yan persisted to no avail, ate the dessert by himself, and asked while eating: "Did your inner demons be left behind after Jedi Tiantong?"

"Ah."

"Because you accidentally hurt your best friend?"

After a while, Chong Li said: "Well, he is a close friend."

"How is he?"

Chong Li stared at Xiao Yan's opening and closing mouth. Strawberry jam dyed his lips bright red, and the tip of his tongue was occasionally exposed, like the tender petals quietly emerging in early spring.

"He's fine, heartless, able to eat and sleep."

Xiao Yan didn't continue to ask, he patted the pillow next to him after eating the ice cream: "You also need to be able to eat and sleep, come on, the master will hold you to sleep."

The scorching gaze seems to be able to burn people across the board, but Xiao Yan ignored it and said to himself: "Actually, I would rather you turn into a bird and share the bed with a big man. It looks a bit weird."

Then he lay down and stretched one arm under Chong Li's pillow, motioning him to rest his arm.

Chong Li's face was full of tiredness, he didn't seem to have the strength to continue to toss, wrapped his clothes tightly, and lay down far away from Xiao Yan.

The small wooden bed was only that big, no matter how careful Chong Li was, Xiao Yan could brush his hair as soon as he stretched out his arm.

Soft palms stroked his hair one by one, the technique was [-]% the same as stroking Fat Jiu's hair.

The bed was made according to Xiao Yan's height, so it was suitable for him to lie on, but Chong Li was half a head taller than him, so he had to curl up slightly because of the limited space when lying on the bed.

His voice was muffled: "I'm not your pet bird."

"Fat Jiu, go to sleep."

"Humph."

Love bird in his arms, Xiao Yan slept soundly.

He didn't know that Chong Li beside him hadn't slept all night, his eyes were half open, his golden pupils were loose, like a pool of stagnant water.

The author says:

Xiao Yan: The bird has grown bigger, and it's even more enjoyable to masturbate!

Chong Li: Fuck?

Xiao Yan (simple-minded): Hmm!