BE Crazy Demon Survival System

It was almost New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

Everyone agreed early in the morning to celebrate the New Year together, so after the winter vacation, Qi Meng and Yu Cang went home first, and planned to go to the place where Muyao and Xia Zhixu lived on the eve of New Year’s Eve. That’s why Xu Qichen received it recently. Many of the souvenirs they send from their hometown, such as beautifully shaped snacks made of various radishes, and cereal balls.

"I always feel like it's going to snow later." Xu Qichen opened the door and put the thing he was carrying on the entrance of the hallway. He was suddenly hugged and hugged as soon as he kicked off the shoe on one foot.

Muyao has been particularly fond of hugging Xu Qichen recently. He bought Xu Qichen a big white down jacket, super fluffy, like a huge cotton candy. He really enjoyed holding him tightly, the air in the down jacket was squeezed a little bit, like a deflated balloon, and finally hugged Xu Qichen, who was thin and hidden inside, intimately.

Xu Qichen couldn't push it away. He just kicked off the other shoe with his feet, stepped on Mu Yao's cotton drag with his two feet in white socks, and slightly raised his head and kissed his nose as a greeting to go home. .

Muyao let go of him contentedly, and walked to the hallway to carry in all the things he bought for him. Xu Qichen took off the down jacket, shook it, and hung it up. He said to himself: "I used to have such a white down jacket when I was in high school..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard the people behind me subconsciously take the stubborn words, "I know, that's why I bought you this one."

Xu Qichen was stunned for a moment, watching Mu Yao, who hadn't reacted yet, walked all the way from the hallway carrying things to the kitchen.

how do you know?

Just when Xu Qichen was about to ask him, the doorbell rang again, and Xu Qichen responded and ran to open the door.

"Dangdangdang!"

It was Qi Meng wearing a little rabbit fur cloak, "Senior, I'm here~" She carried a small bag in her hand, "This is the wine I brought from home. You can drink it when I eat later." Then she made a whispering action again, "But dogs can't drink, this wine is very powerful..."

"Thank you, come in quickly. It's cold outside." Xu Qichen helped her bring the wine in and brought her slippers out. "Why did you come so early?"

"I want to help you make dumplings." Qi Meng took off his fluffy earmuffs and placed them on the shoe cabinet.

"Come on," Mu Yao walked out of the kitchen, "It's you, thank God for not making trouble for us. Will you make dumplings?"

When the two meet, they will fight. Xu Qichen smiled and shook his head, and put the wine Qi Meng had brought on the table.

"Mu Yao, you spread the table and let's make dumplings."

Only then did Mu Yao stop quarreling with Qi Meng, and obediently spread the tablecloth on the dining table, put the dumpling filling and dough prepared before, and the three people sat down around the dining table. Xu Qichen was next to Mu Yao and helped him grasp it. The dose. While waiting for him to roll the skin, the doorbell rang again.

As Xu Qichen expected, Yu Cang and Ning Zheng came. As soon as Yu Cang, who was wrapped in small dumplings, came in, he took off one floor and one floor. Ning Zheng carried a lot of New Year goods and special products from Xiaocang's family, all of which were set aside. On the edge of the sofa.

People finally arrived. Although Mu Yao said that he didn't want to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Xu Qichen always felt it was weird not to watch it, so he turned on the TV, and five people packed dumplings around the small dining table.

Ning Zheng is from the north, and his skills in rolling skin are obviously much better than Mu Yao. Xu Qichen habitually took dumpling skins from Muyao at first, but it was really hard to wrap dumpling skins with irregular shapes, so he said to Xiaocang when Muyao went to pick up the chopsticks, "You will help me later. Pass some skins made by Brother Zheng."

"Oh." Xiao Cang nodded.

When Mu Yao sat down, he found that the dumpling skins on his side were piled high.

Xu Qichen pretended that nothing happened, bowed his head and held the dumplings seriously.

Mu Yao also bowed his head nonchalantly, pressing the rolling pin hard, and rolling out another irregular dumpling wrapper. After pulling it for a long time, he handed it to Xu Qichen.

Xu Qichen smiled at him, and then quickly finished making the dumpling, ugly, and put it aside. Then, pretending to have nothing to do, he picked up the skin that Yu Cang handed over, and was about to wrap the next one, when Mu Yao grabbed his wrist.

"Why don't you use my dumpling wrapper?" Mu Yao's expression was very ugly. Xu Qichen smiled and let go, the round dumpling wrapper in his hand fell on the table, "Uh...I took the wrong one, took the wrong one."

Qi Meng couldn't help but smile, pointing at Mu Yao's dumpling skins that were piled up in front of the mountains and no one used them and sneered: "Look at you, it's so ugly, you have to force the seniors to use your rolled skins. It makes sense."

Mu Yao squeezed a ball of dough into a ball and smashed it into Qi Meng's face, "You are ashamed to laugh at me, look at the dumplings you made, so small, make them eaten by mice."

"Cough cough cough..." Yu Cang coughed out because of this, Ning Zheng quickly put down what was in his hand and patted him on the back, giving Mu Yao a cold look by the way.

"Looking at..." Mu Yao was about to slap him. He stopped halfway through the conversation and looked down. Xu Qichen stretched his feet to his ankles and drilled straight into his trouser legs. He turned his face to look at Xu Qichen, and saw that he moved his chair, took one from the pile of dumpling skins in front of Mu Yao, moved closer to him, and whispered, "It's really cold."

Xu Qichen always has a way to deal with him.

Mu Yao didn't say anything. First, he grabbed the rolling pin and thought of what Qi Meng had just said. Then he put it down, picked up the dumpling wrapper he had rolled, moved it to Xu Qichen, and touched Xu Qichen's brown sweater, and then used chopsticks. I picked a bunch of meat and made dumplings honestly.

It's like facing a manic dog, as long as you gently touch his neck and kiss his forehead, no matter how agitated it is, it will be smoothed.

Everyone made dumplings together. On the TV, a few very festively dressed sketch actors were performing on stage. The audience's laughter and Yu Cangqimeng's laughter in the living room blended together, filling Xu Qichen's heart warmly.

Mu Yao kept following Xu Qichen's back and followed the kitchen all the time.

It is really a large dog, not adulterated at all. Xu Qichen thought.

"I'm going to get hot pot, you can cook dumplings." He turned around and put his arms around Mu Yao's neck, and kissed his chin, "Hey, go."

When Xu Qichen finished the hot pot and brought it out, the sound of firecrackers outside had already sounded. Qi Meng picked up a carrot with his hand and put it in his mouth, chewing it chuckingly, "Captain Ning, someone set off firecrackers outside. You don’t care."

Ning Zheng glanced out the window and said with a serious face: "This is not my scope."

"What if the monster set off firecrackers?"

Muyao held a plate of dumplings and put it on the table, "Don't you know if you go and try one now?"

Qi Meng stuck his tongue out at him, Xu Qichen took off his apron and put it on the back of the chair, "Everyone, eat quickly."

"Wow, this meatball is delicious! There are diced carrots in it."

"Eat corn."

"Thanks, thank you."

Seeing everyone enjoying themselves, Xu Qichen felt very happy. He put a chopsticks in the milky white soup pot and rinsed it. Just about to put it in Muyao's bowl, he saw him open his mouth toward him. "Ah~"

Like a child. Xu Qichen smiled helplessly, put the meat in his bowl, and then stretched out his chopsticks to fish the fungus from the hot pot with red oil.

Hot pot is the most satisfying food. No matter how bland the ingredients are, put them in the thick soup and boil them, then they will be completely different when they are picked up again. The taste of the soup is contaminated and eaten while it is hot. In the last bite, the whole body was warm, sweat came from under the sweater.

Speaking of it, it's just like the indifferent self met Mu Yao who was extremely passionate.

Muyao picked up a dumpling and put it in Xu Qichen's bowl. Xu Qichen was busy chatting with everyone and eating hot pot, but didn't care. Hearing Mu Yao tapping the side of Xu Qichen's bowl with his chopsticks, he lowered his head, "Oh, I'll eat it in a while."

This [for a while] put it on for a long time. Mu Yao was not very happy, so he ran to find a bottle of wine and opened it, poured himself a full glass, and drank it.

Xu Qichen, who was chatting with them, turned to look at Mu Yao, "You want to drink."

Mu Yao mumbled dullly, and took a big sip, "Anyway, it's all acquaintances." It's okay to show his ears and tail.

The star on the TV began to sing. It was Qi Meng's favorite star. She switched to a fan girl face holding a bowl and ran to the sofa. Yu Cang ate too much corn and had a stomachache. Ning Zheng helped As he walked to the sofa, let him lie on his lap and rub his belly.

Xu Qichen held the chopsticks in his hand and did not stop eating, only to find that the hot pot was almost boiling dry. He touched the person next to him with his elbow, "Mu Yao, help me get some hot water..."

Only then did she discover that Mu Yao was lying on the table, seeming to be asleep.

"Mu Yao, Mu Yao?" Xu Qichen shook his shoulders, and Mu Yao changed directions and lay down on Xu Qichen, blushing, as if he was very drunk, and still muttering, "Dumplings..."

Could it be the bar brought by Qi Meng? Xu Qichen immediately got up and ran to the kitchen, and when he saw an empty wine bottle, his heart shook.

He really drank it...

But don't have any side effects, Xu Qichen prayed silently in his heart, and walked back to the dining table, Mu Yao's tail had been exposed, hanging in the gap of the chair. Xu Qichen sat down, touched his tail, kissed the top of his head, and when he picked up the chopsticks again, he remembered the dumpling he just mumbled.

The dumpling he picked up for himself was still lying alone at the bottom of the bowl, with condensed red oil splashed on it, and it was already cold.

But Xu Qichen picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

Just chewed and squatted.

"Um..." Xu Qichen covered his mouth.

There is actually a hard candy in it.

He was stunned.

thumping.

Suddenly it lit up outside the window, a large firework exploded, and the colorful firework light penetrated through the corner of the window and shone on half of Xu Qichen's face.

He held the strange-smelling dumpling and looked at Mu Yao who was drunk on the side in a daze. His ears also popped out and moved.

Xu Qichen's gaze turned to the white down jacket hanging in the hallway.

It seemed that for an instant, I was back on New Year's Eve in high school.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Yu Cang was so sleepy that his eyelids were almost sticking, so Ning Zheng had to take him back to sleep, and sent Qi Meng home by the way. He had to give up the vigil together as originally promised. After seeing the others away, Xu Qichen walked back to the bedroom and climbed onto the bed. Mu Yao's face was still terribly hot.

There is no way to take him to the doctor now.

"Dumplings..." Mu Yao, who was hot all over, was still thinking about dumplings. Xu Qichen rubbed him with a wet towel while coaxing him, "I have eaten the dumplings, I have eaten them." He kissed his relative Muyao. Lips, "Thank you."

"Good luck... luck..."

The auspicious words that I originally thought became intermittent when I was confused, and only a few key words remained.

"Okay, I know, there will be good luck in the new year." Xu Qichen pulled him up, hugged him, and lifted the clothes behind his back, trying to wipe his back.

Unexpectedly, he hugged him, and Mu Yao overwhelmed him on the bed, half-squinted and kissed him. His lips were hot. I don't know if it was because of drinking alcohol. The breathing sound was heavier than usual. The arms clamped him tightly, making Xu Qichen feel like he was trapped in a fire.

The tip of his tongue broke through his teeth, and he entered with the breath of alcohol. Xu Qichen's whole body was softened into a puddle of water, without the slightest resistance. His strength did not diminish due to drunkenness at all, instead he was controlled by alcohol and lost his former self-control.

No one turned off the TV in the living room, and the host inside counted down the arrival of the New Year together.

"Fives--"

Xu Qichen's face was buried firmly in the quilt, and tears were about to flow out.

"four--"

Breathing is getting harder and harder, and his whole body is going crazy by the fire.

"three--"

The crunchy foot of the bed kept making noises and was about to fall apart.

"two--"

He stretched his neck and twisted it back, reaching the lips of the man behind him, his lips and tongue entwined warmly, his brain blank.

"One! Happy New Year!"

The tears finally fell out in despair.

Xu Qichen was sweating all over, hugging Mu Yao, who was also covered in sweat, and breathlessly said in his ear, "New Year... Happy..."

On New Year's morning, Xu Qichen woke up very early because his waist was so sore that he couldn't lie down for a second.

The TV was also turned on all night, and in the morning, the not very funny cross talk was replayed. The sunlight stabbed him so that he couldn't open his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked for the people around him, habitually drilling into his arms.

However, he did not find the other person as usual. He reached out his hand and probed. The quilt was soft and warm.

There was an ominous notice, Xu Qichen opened his eyes.

The new year's morning was kicked off by screams.

Xu Qichen, who was so scared of crying and choking, shrank on the bed wrapped in a quilt. The black German Shepherd squatted on the ground and looked at him grievously with his tongue out. There was a pitiful whimper in his throat, and he was avoided very much. Sad little expression.

It turns out that this is the side effect of that [great] wine.

In the afternoon, Xu Qichen decided to take him out for a walk, otherwise he would stay at home one person and one dog, and he would not dare to look.

There is no dog leash at home. Xu Qichen cut the sheets and made a rope casually, closed his eyes and tied him around his neck, shaking his hands and led him downstairs.

It's snowing outside, and everything is white and beautiful, but Xu Qichen is not in the mood to appreciate the snow at all. He wears headphones and calls Qi Meng, "Then, when will he change back?"

"I will be back in one day. Sorry, senior, I thought he would not drink."

"No, nothing. Then I'll wait, wait."

Xu Qichen, who ended the call, took Demu and walked in the garden of the community, and the little kid in the snowball fight looked at the beautiful big dog in surprise.

"So handsome, this dog!"

"Really handsome! So big!"

"I want to raise it too, mom~ buy one for me~"

The mother who was obsessed with buying a dog took her little son's hand and said, "Don't buy it. You see, this elder brother is terribly scared of himself, and his whole body is shaking. This dog must be very fierce."

Both Xu Qichen and De Mu stopped.

De Mu turned his head, looked at Xu Qichen pitifully, and the coquettish whimper came from his throat again.

Xu Qichen took a deep breath, turned his head, forced an expression of no fear at all, and said to the mother and son just now: "I, I am not afraid, I am shaking because of the cold."

"I, our dog is not fierce at all." He squatted down, stretched out his hand and moved towards De Shepherd's small head, shaking his hands like Parkinson's.

Seeing Xu Qichen dare not touch him, Demu put his head on his palm.

Xu Qichen was so scared that he almost cried, but he still finished speaking firmly.

"He, he, he is the best dog in the world."