Feng Xinglang went to the bathroom without getting soaked, and heard a lot of door openings in the guest room of the suite.
It should not be Nina. She is not so rude.
Feng Xinglang got up from the bathtub, wrapped a thick towel around his waist, and went to see the guests.
As soon as he opened the bathroom door, a tall, burly figure flounced at him; hugging him tightly, and burying his face in his neck and arching.
"Bang? Abang ..."
Feng Xinglang called Yan Bang lightly, but failed to push him away from his shoulder.
Yan Bang returned. It seems that he should have returned by himself. And although the clothes on his body were not neat, they were properly put on his body, and there was no trace of them being taken off.
Inexplicably, Feng Xinglang sighed out the anxiety that had been tense.
He patted Yan Bang's shoulder, "Abang ... Drinking too much? Haven't your mother always claimed to be a thousand cups not drunk? Is he drunk by a little dwarf? Don't hesitate?"
"It's Lao Tzu who put him down!"
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang tighter, sniffing the cool smell of mint on his body.
"That rice wine ... thankfully I didn't let you drink it! Staying power ... Staying power is not that big!"
Yan Bang's temperature is a bit high, it can be said that it is hot. It should be the effect of those rice wines.
"Isn't there any other dirty things in the wine?"
Feng Xinglang led Yan Bang who was entangled with him, and moved towards the washstand in the bathroom together; it should be to help Yan Bang sober up.
"there must be……"
Yan Bang murmured, "You better not move ... otherwise, I may not be able to control myself."
"..." After listening to Yan Bang's words, Feng Xinglang was really shocked. "Yan Bang, you **** dare to touch Lao Tzu, will I make you believe in the prison again?"
"Useless ... you can't beat me, you can't escape!"
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang, who was hugging in his arms, "I won't let you go ..."
"Bang ... Yan Bang! You **** calm down!"
Feng Xinglang opened the faucet to the maximum, and started to wipe Yan Bang's hot cheek with a towel moistened with cold water.
"Lang, don't move! Don't move ... don't move, I won't touch you!"
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang's back and waist with his arms. "Just a moment ... just a moment! I can control myself!"
"Yan Bang, I'll take you to the hospital."
Feng Xinglang wasn't sure if he could fight the drunk Yanbang.
"It's too late ... just a moment!"
Yan Bang's voice trembled, it should be the restless cells that control the body scrambling around him.
"Knowing that there is something wrong with that rice wine, do you **** drink it? Why didn't you drink it to death ?!"
Feng Xinglang dripped cold water from Yan Bang's head, assisting him to control the hope that it would break out at any time.
"Lang, you know ... Do you know how much I like you?"
Yan Bang's words didn't start to adjust, something seemed to be blocked in his throat, and he couldn't make a clear sound.
"That way you'll only die faster!"
Feng Xinglang pressed on the back of Yan Bang vigorously, "Yan Bang, you **** is selfish, you know? You know that Lao Tzu is not the kind you want, you have to show your selfish desire so great ! "
"This life is alive, too many things you can't get! You can't distort others because of your own selfish desire!"
Feng Xinglang took the opportunity to start his lengthy education, "You must also learn to consider the feelings of others! Think of others!"
"I, if I don't ... don't think about your feelings ... do you think you can still stand here?"
Yan Bang's breath is a bit heavy; that kind of extreme depression.
"That depends on whether you have that skill!"
I felt this sentence was too provocative, and Feng Xinglang changed it into a gentle way. "I know you respect me! This is also an important reason for me to continue to associate with you!"
After three minutes ...
"Are you alright?"
"Alright ... wait again! I'm not tired of you ... what are you anxious about!"
"You X! You think I'm willing to watch you do this **** ..."
"This is not for your glorious career ... let me stay with you for a while, you are not happy!"
"Yan Bang, why did you say that your dog hadn't died feeding the sharks in the sea? It saves you from living and harming others!"
"It's not because I miss you so much! Without you in heaven ... I can only come back to you to find you!"
"Return to heaven? Like a scum like you, you have to go to hell!"
"I can't go to hell, I can't go to heaven, and it's not his **** who decides! Where you are, where will I be!"
"... What the **** do you think you are?‘ The King of Yan wants you three more dead, who dares to leave you to Tianming ’. This sentence is meant to give you this neurosis!
"Then wait till Tianming ..."
"..."
"Are you **** okay?"
"Uh ... almost! Just stay with me for a while ... just fine!"
"……roll!"
...
When Yan Bang returned last night, Nina knew.
Because she was preparing to go out to Miyamoto's private house in search of Yan Bang.
Just handed Xiao Wuzhen to the nanny as soon as he went out, he saw Yan Bang stumbled back. But she hurried over to help Yan Bang, but was pushed to the side by Yan Bang, and broke her knee.
Yanbang entered the business suite and locked the door firmly. Nina naturally couldn't get in.
In the morning, Nina wandered by the door for a while. The one who wanted to knock at the door retracted his hand.
Ten minutes later, Nina came to the door with Xiao Wudi, who was screaming. It is also a reminder to the people in the room.
With a slight twist, the door was pushed open.
Nina, who walked in holding Xiao Wudi, saw Yan Bang sleeping on the sofa in the living room at a glance.
That snoring sound really can't be underestimated.
Yan Bang was wearing last night's clothing; it looks like nothing should have happened!
Did not see the godfather Feng Xinglang, the little guy pointed his finger to the room inside. Begged Mummy to walk over to find godfather.
Nina's heart was on Yan Bang's body. Then he dropped the little guy on the carpet and let him crawl to find Feng Xinglang.
Just dropped by Mommy, the little guy was like Sa Huan's puppy, and immediately crawled towards Feng Xinglang's room.
Since playing in Feng Xinglang's business suite, he still remembers the room in which the godfather slept.
‘Pap…’ The little boy happily patted the door of Feng Xinglang's room with a pair of fleshy hands; a humming sound of 'Baba Baba' was also heard in his mouth.