Chapter 885

When the stairs were cramped, Feng Nan took a look and didn't go up. Ning Wan helps Fu Ting walk in front of him. Zhang Hongbo looks at Feng Nan deeply and follows him quickly.

There are more than ten households on the second floor, mostly young men and women. At this time, although it is the second half of the night, but many people's rooms are still on the lights, the laughter and the voice of the voice.

How does Fu Ting live in such a noisy environment? Ning Wan also found that the corridor was full of garbage and all kinds of odds and ends, and it was very difficult to get under the door of some rooms.

"This is the room." Zhang Hongbo stopped, Futing in his pocket groped for a key, opened the old door lock.

The room is about more than 30 square meters. One side of the door is the bathroom, the other side is the kitchen, and the other side is the living room and bedroom. There is a sofa only for two people to sit on. Beside the small glass tea table is a small bed more than one meter wide. There are blue and white checked quilts and flower gray pillows on the bed.

With the help of Ning Wan and Zhang Hongbo, Fu Ting lies in bed. His big body lay on the bed, making the small bed even smaller.

"Nothing I'll go first."

"Ning Wan, do you have to work hard to make him some wake-up soup?" Zhang Hongbo put his hands together and made a gesture of "please".

Ning Wan walked to the door with his head down. "I'm sure you can do this well."

"Old classmate, can't I beg you?" Zhang Hongbo went to the door with the car key. "My family complains that I work overtime every day, I don't have time to accompany her, and she is going to give birth. It's not a matter that I'm not around. My old classmate is kind-hearted and considerate. He can definitely understand me, right? "

Ning Wan hesitated, "this is not a matter of understanding."

"Old classmate, when you agree, bye."

It took Zhang Hongbo less than three seconds to disappear from the door to the door.

"Hello!"

Zhang Hongbo didn't look back. He continued to run forward. "Thank you, bye."

In a flash, Zhang Hongbo has disappeared. Ning Wan is embarrassed to stand at the door, neither going in nor not going in.

"Water I want water... "

Hearing the man's voice inside, Ning Wan closed the door and walked up. The sound of Fu Ting asking for water intermittently sounded, and Ning Wan saw the thermos beside the tea table. The thermos is clean, but there is no water in it.

"Water -" Fu Ting said in general.

The whole room is not big. Ning Wan easily finds a barrel of mineral water in the kitchen. She first boiled a pot of water for Fu ting and then rummaged in the small refrigerator.

The fridge doesn't have all kinds of vegetables and meat, but it has materials for hangover soup. Ning Wan tied the apron, cut the tangerine peel into small pieces, and added water to boil in the small pot.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang. It was Feng Nan who called. "When do you get down?"

Ning Wan thought he was gone, but he was still waiting. "I won't be able to get off here for a while, Mr. Feng. Why don't we talk about it another day?"

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, just today."

It's one o'clock in the morning. Feng Nan is really patient.

Ning Wan held the mobile phone in her shoulder, then she took out her hands and stirred it in the pot. "Feng may have to wait for me a little longer."

Since someone wants to wait, Ning Wan doesn't mind letting him wait a little longer.

After the call, Ning Wan deliberately slowed down his movements.

After a while, there was another voice from the outside that Fu Ting wanted to drink water. Ning Wan took the water that had already been cooled, raised Fu Ting's head and held it in his arms, and gently put the water cup on his lips.

Fu Ting finished drinking a whole glass of water, eyes closed, showing a satisfied smile, "good drink, I want to drink first."

Ning Wan put him down and came back with sobering soup.

At this time, Fu Ting, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes and called Wan Wan.

His voice is a little hoarse. Although it's not as pleasant as Feng Nan's, it makes Ning Wan more fascinated.

Ning Wan stared at the man for a while and found that his eyes were misty and he was half asleep and half awake.

At this moment, her heart seemed to be held by someone. She wanted to say something. Her mouth seemed to be stuck. She could not say a word.

"Come here, come here..." Fu Ting showed eight white teeth like a harmless child.

It's just a matter of devils and gods. Ning Wan leans forward.

Under the sheet, a hand reached out and suddenly hugged her. After the hand increased strength, rather Wan can not help but close to Fu ting.

In an instant, Ning Wan felt a soft touch on his lips. When the man under him wanted to go further, the door rang.

Knock on the door to pull Ning Wan back from the intoxication and push Fu Ting away.

Fu Ting lies on the bed again, his eyes are still confused, "Wan Wan, what's the matter?"

The knock on the door rang again, and soon came Feng Nan's voice, "Ning Zong, are you finished?"

On one side, Fu Ting's eyes flashed a different look.

Ning Wan stood up in a hurry and straightened himself up. She arranged her clothes awkwardly and went up to open the door.Feng Nan stood in some shabby doorways, dressed in expensive high-end clothing, which was out of line with the shabby rooms.

"All right?"

"Just a moment." Ning Wan went back to serve the bowl, went back to the kitchen to fill it up and put it on the tea table. "Remember to finish."

Fu Ting was tossing and turning in bed, which seemed very uncomfortable.

Ning Wan looks back frequently, hesitating in her eyes.

"Mr. Ning, shall we go?" Feng Nan hastens casually and takes a look at Fu ting.

In bed, Fu Ting wrinkled his face and called for something.

"Mr. Feng, please wait a moment. I'll give him a drink and leave."

Feng Nan suddenly reaches out and grabs Ning Wan's wrist, looks into his indifferent eyes, "do you want to wake up a drunk man quickly?"

"Ah?"

"Don't understand?" Feng Nan laughs. He will have a look at Ning Wan and Fu ting.

Rather Wan still didn't understand, eyes with a bit dull, "too late, let him sleep."

"Ha ha..." Feng Nan gently helped his forehead, as if he had no choice. "Does he look really drunk?"

Ning Wan blinks, is still an unknown expression.

After staring at Ning Wan's small face for a while, Feng Nan finally said, "he is not drunk."

"Is Feng always joking? He's drunk. " Ning Wan looks back at Fu ting. "He's drunk, and his mind is not clear. What's drunk?"

Feng Nan chuckled and walked slowly to Fu ting. "Mr. Fu, I don't want to expose yours, but I can't pass this pass in my heart."

Ning Wan pulls Feng Nan. "Let's go. Let's get out of here."

"Better run away." Feng Nan gently forced Ning Wan's body forward and ran into Feng Nan.

When Ning Wan contacted Fu Ting's body, the man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes. His big hand grabbed the woman's delicate wrist and took her to his arms easily.

Hear the familiar and powerful heartbeat, then look up and see a pair of clear eyes, Ning Wan instantly understand.

Feng Nan shrugged. "Look, wake up."