Feng Xinyang ran out in a hurry, and ran back with a dejected face. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the repaired Gundam on the table, and Ning Feng who was sitting next to him watching carefully. Qing's voice: "Mr. Feng..."
He was startled, and turned his head quickly. The young doctor stood behind him with a troubled face, "Excuse me, my Gundam..."
His personality is too soft, and he struggled all afternoon before making a decision to come to the ward to take Gundam back. Even if it is broken, He Qing still wants to treasure it up.
Feng Xinyang only took a second to think, and said decisively: "It's fixed, it's fixed! Doctor He, come and see, I put it on the table!"
As he spoke, he brought a doctor in a white coat full of surprises into the room, and at the same time winked at Ning Feng. The man with a Gundam in his hand was not interested in fussing with him. He put down his things and stood by the bed, looking at the young man. Almost weeping with joy, he picked up the Gundam, as if he was holding some kind of treasure.
He Qing was really pleasantly surprised. The lost Gundam was carefully held in his arms, and he moved to look at the triumphant Feng Xinyang: "Mr. Feng, thank you so much!"
His eyes expressed gratitude from the bottom of his heart. Feng Xinyang was so stared at that his whole body was about to float up. He leaned up and comforted the young doctor softly. Ning Feng stood aside and watched coldly. The doctor's eyes sparkled as he listened to Feng Xinyang's nonsense, without any previous resistance.
Tsk, seeing Feng Xinyang's new target being coaxed by him little by little, Ning Feng felt a little unhappy for some reason, and he attributed the unhappiness to the two of them having sex in his ward.
"If you want to talk, go out and talk, don't bother me with reading." Ning Feng gave the order to evict the guest very coldly.
He Qing, who was quietly listening to Feng Xinyang's bragging, held Gundam in his arms and stood up slightly at a loss: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ning, I'm going out now."
There are people in their twenties, and they still look like a child who has no confidence at all, but it is precisely because of his timidity that Feng Xinyang is able to succeed.
He grabbed the young man's shoulder very naturally, "Don't mind Ah Qing, Ning Feng is just like that, he doesn't like to be in contact with people, let's go, let's go out and continue talking."
He Qing was a little shy about this intimate address, but holding the newly repaired Gundam, he just pursed his lips slightly in embarrassment, and followed Feng Xinyang out of the ward with a slightly red face.
When the ward became quiet, Ning Feng picked up the book with a cold face and continued to read, but he couldn't read it anyway. He put down the book a little annoyed, picked up the notebook next to him and started typing.
It took nearly an hour for Feng Xinyang to come back with a smile on his face. As soon as he entered the room, he showed off to Ning Feng: "We are done."
Ning Feng stopped his flying hands on the keyboard, and he slightly raised his eyes to look at the proud man: "Just because of that Gundam?"
"It's because of that Gundam!" Knowing Ning Feng's temperament, Feng Xinyang thanked him and said, "I went out to ask today, it seems that this kind of thing has been out of print for a long time, even if I buy it back, I'm like a little doctor who hugs and reads it every day. I’m sure I’ll find something different, and I’m worried, brother, you can solve it for me, it’s interesting!”
He just got He Qing, and when he was proud of it, he said in a bald mouth: "The little doctor's father bought it for him. It took two months to put it together and planned to give it to him as a birthday present. In the end, before the birthday came, he passed away in an accident, tell me, is it important!"
Ning Feng said with a cold face, "How long do you plan to play this time?"
Feng Xinyang clicked his tongue, "I'm still very interested in the little doctor, but I don't know if Liangzi and the others are very interested."
Thinking of Feng Xinyang's so-called fun, Ning Feng frowned slightly, but said nothing.
As a group of boring rich second-generation groups, the three playboys headed by Feng Xinyang played various exciting games, and their new favorite is a game for fun. No matter who they hook up with, they will introduce them to the circle as lovers. , and then the other two began to hook up with this "lucky guy" overtly and secretly, and finally see what kind of choice the "lucky guy" would make. As for Ning Feng, he has a cleanliness habit and doesn't get involved.
'Lucky' was washing his hands slowly at the moment. Even in an unoccupied office, he still insisted on his personality. After washing carefully and slowly, he looked at the kind-hearted man in the mirror and smiled slightly.
The mechanical sound sounded: [Remind the host, the other two people who are the target of this strategy have 0 favorability, please complete the task as soon as possible.]
[What's the rush, there is no time limit in this world.]He Qing spoke slowly, looked down at the extremely beautiful hands, and thought about it carefully,[I think, I'm still missing something.]
[What? ] The system dutifully asked him.
Pulling back the clothes, looking at the white and tender belly, He Qing fell into deep thought: [I still need a few more abdominal muscles, how can a twenty-five-year-old man not have abdominal muscles!]
- The door opened, Feng Xinyang pushed the door in without knocking, and stared at the doctor in a white coat with a white belly.
A few seconds later, the young doctor put down his clothes as if nothing had happened, "Mr. Feng, why are you here?"
Feng Xinyang stared at his reddened ears, holding back his smile, "Ah Qing, why is he still called Mr. Feng?" The handsome man strode forward, stopped in front of the tense and stiff man, lowered his head slightly, the tip of his nose and The distance between the tip of the nose is undetectable, he deliberately lowered his voice, and bewitched: "Shouldn't it be... more intimate?"
Teng! Visible to the naked eye, the young man's face instantly turned red. He took a step back with his blushing face, as if he was thinking about some major event in life, he pursed his lips and thought for a long time before calling out in a low voice, "Xinyang..."
[Ding! Feng Xinyang's favorability: 47.]
It has been a long time since Feng Xinyang was moved by a title. He looked at the shy young man, smiled and hugged his slightly slender waist: "Go, I will introduce you to my friend."