The drunk Feng Xinyang was sent into the bathtub by He Qing and Yan Xizhi who looked disgusted. When helping Feng Xinyang undress, Yan Xizhi sensitively noticed that the young man's face was quietly stained with a blush.
His eyes moved slightly, and he deliberately asked: "Will you wash him for a while or should I help him?"
He Qing blushed even more, and said in a low, embarrassed voice, "You better come, I'll clean up the downstairs."
This reaction made Yan Xizhi suddenly interested. Could it be that these two haven't had sex yet
Can't! Isn't Feng Xinyang a carnivore all along
Yan Xizhi watched the young man with flushed cheeks go out with great interest, and when he came back to his senses, he looked down at his sleeping friend, his face drooped suddenly, when did he give others a bath? Meaning to take the shower and flush, Star Yan threw Feng Xinyang into the bathtub, and swaggered out.
Anyway, the bathtub is smart, so you can't drown this thing.
When he went downstairs, he happened to see He Qing mopping the floor. Seeing him coming down, the young man was slightly startled: "Xizhi, Xinyang, he..."
"It's okay, he's awake, I'll let him wash it himself." Yan Xizhi panicked without guilt, and stepped down the steps with long legs, "Ah Qing, let me clean it up for you."
"No need." Wen Tun's handsome face was full of embarrassment, "This is Xinyang's fault, let me clean it up, it's dirty here, so don't come down here."
Yan Xizhi directly ignored the first sentence, and showed a slightly flattering smile at the young man. He was originally male and female, but with makeup on his face, such a smile looked extraordinarily seductive.
This time, a handsome man with an unfailing appearance bumped into the iron plate. Seeing him smile, the young man returned a smile without knowing it, and then continued to bend down and mop the floor without even looking at the man at the stairs.
The smile on Yan Xizhi's face gradually faded, and the man who had never been so ignored came down the stairs, thought for a while, and said, seemingly unintentionally: "Ah Qing, when Xinyang wakes up, please persuade him He, even though he was kicked out of the house, he still has debts on his body, it's fine to be decadent for a few days, you have to cheer up and pay off the debts!"
The word repaying the debt was bitten by him very hard, and as expected, just as he finished speaking, He Qing asked him with a look of surprise: "Is Xinyang in debt?"
"Yes." The corners of Yan Xizhi's mouth curled up a little smugly, but he quickly smoothed it out as a cover-up: "Xinyang used to eat, drink and have fun with the credit card given by his family, but this time he was kicked out, and his credit card was also blocked. Stop, the money spent a while ago was only one to two hundred thousand, and now the family is unreliable, so he can only pay it back by himself."
—Of course these are all made up by him.
Feng Xinyang was kicked out this time because his grandfather, who loved him the most, had a stroke. It is true that his credit card was suspended, but for Feng Xinyang, who owns shares in the Feng family and a large inheritance from his mother, 100,000 to 200,000 is really a small amount of money. , However, this amount of money is a huge sum of money for young doctors.
Turn your face, turn your face immediately!
Yan Xizhi waited secretly, then saw the young doctor bowed his head in thought for a few seconds, "I have also saved some money over the years, I will pay off the debt first, let's talk about the future!"
Yan Xizhi, who waited expectantly for He Qing to turn his face and fall into his embrace, was stunned, his beautiful face was covered with haze, but it disappeared under the young man's gaze, and he squeezed out a forced smile.
[Ding! Yanxi's Favor: 75]
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When Feng Xinyang woke up drowsily, he was surprised to find that he was actually on the bed, and he had put on comfortable pajamas. This was not at all something that guy Yan Xizhi could do.
His alcoholism hadn't passed yet, his hands and feet were a little weak and he was struggling to remember, when a cold voice came from beside him, "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"
Feng Xinyang looked suspiciously at the place where the voice came from. Yan Xizhi was sitting on the chair beside the bed with a look of displeasure on his face. He frowned slightly and struggled to sit up, "You, your sour tone what happened."
"Who is sour, now that you are awake, please count the furniture you destroyed in the past few days, and give me a complete count of everything!"
Feng Xinyang finally sat up with difficulty. He frowned and looked at the clean and fresh clothes on his body, and looked at his friend uncertainly: "What clothes did you change for me?"
"you guess."
"Why are you acting weird today..." Feng Xinyang hadn't finished speaking when suddenly footsteps came from outside the door. He Qing walked in with a bowl of soup carefully, and when he saw him wake up, he walked to the bed in surprise: "New Yang, you're awake! Come and drink this bowl of hangover soup, my father used to drink this when he was drunk, and it worked."
Feng Xinyang looked at the young man who carefully handed the soup to him with a confused expression, "Ah Qing? Why are you here?"
"I'm going to find Xizhi, please bring me here." Hearing his question, Wen Tun's young man's face was a little uneasy: "Xinyang, don't be angry, I really can't get in touch with you, so I went to Xizhi for help." of."
Although his mind was still a little confused, Feng Xinyang showed a comforting smile when he saw the young man's slightly disturbed eyes: "I don't mean to blame you, is this the hangover soup made by Ah Qing? It looks delicious."
The young man pursed his lips shyly, "I learned this from my mother. Every time my father gets a headache after drinking, just drink this. Drink it while it's hot."
"Okay, thank you Qing..."
"Let me blow it up for you..."
The two murmured in their ears, full of tenderness and sweetness. Yan Xizhi sat next to him, and a sullen feeling suddenly rose in his heart, "I'm going out first, you guys chat slowly."
Feng Xinyang gave a gracious expression without raising his head. He drank the hangover soup amidst the gentle words of Qingxiu doctor, and looked at the friends who 'forgot their righteousness'. Yan Xizhi glanced at the young man unwillingly. He turned slightly, showing The white neck that made people want to kiss wantonly, his eyes turned around on it, and finally he went out with a sullen face.
When Yan Xizhi left, He Qing looked hesitantly at his lover who was drinking soup with his head bowed, "Xinyang, don't worry, I have saved some money in the past few years, even if it is not enough to pay back, we will work harder and we will always be able to pay back." Pay it off."
Feng Xinyang looked up suspiciously: "What?"
Thinking that he was trying to hide it from himself, the young man leaned against him with these attachments: "Xi Zhidu told me that you owe one or two hundred thousand, it doesn't matter, as long as you are a good person, nothing matters. "
Feng Xinyang embraced the young man, "Me? I owe one or two hundred thousand?"
Who does he owe? Even if he owes one or two hundred thousand, what is it? What kind of nonsense is Yan Xizhi talking about
The person in his arms is still slowly calculating: "I have 150,000 yuan in my hand now, and I still have a house in my hometown, which has been idle for a long time. If it is not enough, it should be enough to sell that house."
"When the money is paid back, let's change the city and start over, okay?" He Qing kept hugging the man tightly, fearing that he would be overwhelmed.
Being hugged tightly, Feng Xinyang, who was listening to his boyfriend's accounts with a confused face, although he still didn't quite understand what gave Ah Qing the illusion of being heavily in debt, but this did not prevent him from feeling warm in his heart.
It turns out that this is how it feels to be loved by someone.
He lowered his head slightly and moved closer to the young man's lips.
[Ding! Feng Xinyang favorability: 75]
Holding the young man leaning softly in his arms, Feng Xinyang's dull brain after drunkenness slowly calmed down. Ah Qing had already been targeted by Yan Xizhi.
But now he no longer wants to share the person in front of him with others. Smelling the scent of saponins on the young doctor, Feng Xinyang's voice was hoarse after drunk: "Ah Qing, take me back to your home."
If you stay here, who knows what that unscrupulous guy Yan Xizhi will do!
He Qing didn't ask a single question, but nodded obediently, "Okay."
Yan Xizhi stood outside the door with a gloomy face, staring closely at their backs.
The game has already started, how can I quit halfway
What's more, Yan Xizhi sneered at the thought of the young man's doting gaze on Feng Xinyang no matter what happened, if Ah Qing knew why Feng Xinyang approached him—