Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 182 You young people are playing big
The memory of last night was already blurry. Duan Huaige only remembered that he and Yan Qiuxi were drinking and chatting, and finally they ordered a box of white wine when they were drunk. They agreed not to use spiritual power to sober up...

And then...he became what he is now.

I have been harmed by alcohol and sex and have become so miserable... From today on, I will quit drinking!

Duan Huaige swore secretly in his heart, and then subconsciously felt the softness of his palm again. Scientific research shows that every man can hold the ball accurately with one hand when sleeping with his partner, whether he is asleep or not.

You can't blame me for this... It was all caused by alcohol and sex! Duan Huaige comforted himself silently, but he didn't move his hand away immediately. He closed his eyes with a hangover and prepared to catch up on some sleep.

In a warm and comfortable room, a pretty and charming beauty was lying beside him. If the scene before his eyes was a dream, Duan Huaige hoped that he could enjoy it for a while before waking up.

Why shouldn’t I eat this tofu? I didn’t get angry when Yan Qiuxi kept teasing me, Huang Yao, okay! She even said that I ate so many benefits from her…

I will prove this crime today! Otherwise, wouldn't it be for nothing that Xiao Jiang and King Qin would despise me as a jerk?

Hmm? Am I being a little partial? The left hand has always enjoyed the pleasure, while the right hand has worked hard all its life and still can't catch up with Yukino...

What is worrying is not the scarcity but the inequality!
Duan Huaige reflected deeply on his mistakes and decided to correct them in time. However, when he wanted to change his posture to continue enjoying the benefits, he suddenly found that his right hand seemed to be bound by something, and there was a metallic clicking sound at the head of the bed.

It’s not…this feeling…could it be?

Duan Huaige turned his head suddenly and found that he didn't know when one of his hands was handcuffed to the head of the bed, and his upper body was stripped naked, showing his well-proportioned figure that had achieved a small success in practicing the Red Lotus Body Tempering Technique...

???

Didn’t…King Yan and I have such a big game last night? How come I can’t remember anything at all?

Moreover... the style of the rooms here has nothing to do with the hotel. Instead, it is more like a girl's room. The room looks a bit messy, with hand-painted coral orange clouds splashed on the white walls, and traces of travel such as snorkeling photos in the Bolivian Salt Lake, time-lapse photography of Sahara meteors, etc. hung scattered on the walls.

There is an exquisite photo frame on the desk with a lifelike maple leaf inside. Geography magazines and tomb-robbing novels are casually covered on the table with a sticky note on them. There are strange photos and souvenirs on the wall, lightning-struck wood hand carvings and cute plush dolls in the corner. These seemingly unrelated things reveal the eccentric and cute personality of the owner of this room.

Is this... Yan Qiuxi's room?
Duan Huaige was confused for a moment, not knowing what he had experienced. He had a splitting headache, and his right hand was handcuffed to the bed, so he couldn't rub his temple...

Should I wake up King Yan now and ask him about the situation?

Duan Huaige was in a state of doubt about his life when suddenly there were three knocks on the door and a woman's voice said, "Qiuqiu, isn't it time to get up? Bring your friend out to meet your family."

Qiuqiu? Bring friends to meet family? Such a niche text, my CPU was a little insufficient for a while...

Duan Huaige was still standing there in a daze, still trying to digest the huge amount of information. Seeing no response from inside, the woman outside simply pushed open the door and happened to meet Duan Huaige's eyes, who was looking confused...

Especially when the woman looked at Duan Huaige's hand handcuffed to the bedside and his other hand on the bun of Prince Yan's sister Xue Nai, the atmosphere of the scene became very strange...

The woman gave him a meaningful look, then slowly closed the door, shook her head and coughed lightly, "Well... Xiao Duan... it's about time to wake Qiu Qiu up... If no one urges her to get up, she will probably sleep until the night." "I know you young people like to have fun, but other family members may come to visit soon, so you two should clean up first..."

Duan Huaige:?

What the hell?
He quickly shook Yan Qiuxi who was still sleeping beside him, and urged anxiously: "Qiuxi, wake up quickly and see what's going on..."

What are you doing here? Is this still Jiangnan?

"What's wrong..." Prince Yan opened his eyes sleepily, frowning slightly, as if he hadn't recovered from his hangover yet. She first looked at Duan Huaige, who was shirtless, then at his handcuffed right hand, and finally moved her gaze to his not-so-honest left hand...

No... Brother, you can wake me up if you want... Why do you have to shake me in this place? You finally climbed to the top and you don't want to go down the mountain, right?

And...handcuffs? Did I play such a big game with you last night?

"Something big has happened, look quickly where this is...!" Duan Huaige asked hurriedly.

"Um...eh? Isn't this my sister's room? Am I home?" Yan Qiuxi said in surprise.

Soon she realized something was wrong, and the smile on her face froze instantly, and then turned into endless fear...

Am I back in Yanjing?
Or with Duan Huaige! ?

Duan Huaige said with great sorrow: "Yan Qiuxi, look at what you have done, seducing a good young man... Yesterday I advised you not to drink too much, but you didn't listen!"

"Don't give me that! It was you who kept telling me not to raise fish yesterday! You also mocked my alcohol tolerance as a northerner." King Yan's instinct to pass the buck quickly took effect: "Otherwise, I would not have drunk so much!"

"Calm down... Qiu Xi, even if we blame each other now, we can't change the fact that we came to Yanjing." Duan Huaige said calmly: "The most important thing now is to think about how to solve the problem... You take off my handcuffs first."

"Handcuffs? I don't have the key." Yan Qiuxi said with a strange look on his face: "No... Brother, when I saw you and Jiang Xiyu doing that, I thought you were S, but I didn't expect you to be..."

"Shut up!" Duan Huaige said angrily, "It definitely wasn't me! If you have the guts, check the surveillance footage from last night!"

"Don't quibble, I won't discriminate against you." King Yan consoled him, "Don't be afraid, it's just a small handcuff, I can help you twist it off, why do you need a key!"

Prince Yan volunteered to help Duan Huaige out of trouble. With her physical strength at the foundation building stage, she could easily break ordinary handcuffs. However, this pair of handcuffs seemed to be specially made, and Yan Qiuxi couldn't open them despite her great efforts.

Duan Huaige looked at the girl speechlessly, thinking to himself, what on earth did you use to handcuff me?

"Alright, alright, let's just chop it with the blade. This thing should be a special magic weapon specifically designed for practitioners, right?"

(End of this chapter)