Ah K saw that the boss didn't seem to be going to Feng Ling at the moment, and Feng Ling had been staying in the corner drinking water, so he quietly passed from behind the crowd and came to Feng Ling's side.
"Why are you drinking so much water? Not even a glass of wine?"
As he said that, he directly poured a glass of wine for Feng Ling: "Don't worry about tomorrow's assessment. Anyway, the boss is here today. If it really affects the assessment because everyone drank, the worst is to move the exam to the day after tomorrow. It doesn't matter. Don't be so formal. , everyone comes out to play, and the protagonist is the boss, so he won’t embarrass us too much tomorrow.”
Ah K lowered his head to pour wine for Feng Ling. The two sat next to each other in the corner of the sofa. Especially when Ah K lowered his head, Feng Ling turned to talk to him, and their faces were very close.
And at this moment, Feng Ling instantly felt that someone's eyes were fixed on her. Looking forward, Li Nanheng, who was sitting on the high chair in the middle of the private room, bumped into her in mid-air with a heavy gaze.
Nan Heng looked at the gentle and considerate Ah K, and then at Feng Ling, who was sitting there motionless. His eyes became colder and colder, like a blade that could scratch someone.
In the private room, everyone was laughing, singing, roaring, and making noises. Only Nan Heng and Feng Ling looked at each other briefly for a few seconds. The silence seemed to be filled with a different kind of coldness.
In just a few seconds, Ah K thrust a cup into Feng Ling's hand, and she took a sip. It was wine.
But what Ah K poured her was local wine in Los Angeles. The alcohol content was not high, so she wouldn't get drunk after drinking a whole bottle, let alone just one glass.
In the following time, Feng Ling became more silent, and the more Ah K took care of her, the worse Li Nanheng's mood became.
Everyone was totally out of it, and they were making a lot of noise. They were boxing, changing to a private room to play board games, singing and playing cards, and all the entertainment items were not left behind.
It's not that Feng Ling doesn't care about playing, it's that she has never been exposed to these things before. In the past two years, she has watched everyone play in the base, and she has tried to imitate them. However, no matter what she plays, she still can't beat them. Finally, she These entertainment projects gave them a sense of victory. People who had been thrown over by her on the training ground came to her to challenge various board games as if they were addicted to it. In the end, Feng Ling even thought that Ended in failure.
She really doesn't.
And completely uninterested.
But this group of people was extremely excited. Even though she had lost, they were so happy that they picked her up and walked her around the room several times.
Later, when playing cards and the like, anyone who finds out that he is in league with Feng Ling will simply give up and admit defeat.
Later, everyone started to have fun and started playing drinking cards.
The rule is that each person draws a card in a round of the game, and each card from A to K has different rewards or penalties. For example, the person who draws 2 can drink a glass of wine, and the person who draws 3 must be treated as a card. In the round of "Miss", all those who are punished to drink in this round can ask the "Miss" to sit on their lap and feed them wine. And there is no lower limit in this game. When the lady feeds wine, she not only sits on her lap and drinks. Feed it to your mouth with your own hands, and say delicately: "Master, please drink well~"
Since all the people present were men, the "lady" who was pretending to be a woman had to wear a tight-fitting, sexy black sequined skirt that is only common in nightclubs to sit on the uncle's lap and drink.
This scene is exciting to think about.
The hotel was also very cooperative and actually found the same tight-fitting skirt in various sizes within half an hour. From XXXL to M, four or five skirts were hung in the private room. Whoever had their turn to be punished had to put on this kind of skirt. The skirt then receives punishment.
Later, Li Nanheng got the drinking card. All the members of the XI base were very understanding. No one dared to let the boss wear such a skirt and sit on their laps. They simply let him drink three drinks as a penalty. He didn't call him the boss to seek death. To "serve" them.
The only exception in the game was the boss, and everyone else who got the drinking card was not spared in the end.
But Boss Li was not too disappointed. When he was punished with three drinks, he drank six drinks, doubling the punishment for not changing his skirt. The wine he drank was very strong, and most people would drink it in two or three drinks. But the boss has a good drinking capacity, and there is no problem with six drinks. He is still punishing himself, so everyone is convinced.
Until Feng Ling got the drinking card, a group of men in the box were not sure how excited they were. There was a roar, and just when Feng Ling was about to say, "How about you drink a few drinks and punish yourself?" Xu was extremely excited and went forward and handed her the size M tight skirt that no one else could wear, which was hanging in the box, and stuffed it directly into her arms.
"Quickly put it on! Let's see, everyone! How gorgeous Feng Ling, the beauty of the first team of our XI base, looks like in women's clothing. Will it make us big men straight up?"
"Yes, yes, didn't some people say that Feng Ling was the star of the first team a while ago? Hahahaha, change it quickly and take a look."
"Hua your sister!" Ah K threw a peanut on their heads: "Feng Ling is a pure man! Hua, Hua!"
"Are you just a man who doesn't know that it is a fact that you are prettier than a woman? Oh, by the way, in addition to skirts, are there any wigs in the hotel? Let Feng Ling put on a skirt and then wear a wig. She wants long hair reaching her waist. kind!"
Feng Ling had no intention of wearing this tight-fitting skirt at all. She usually wore men's clothes and it made these people think wildly. If she really changed into these clothes, wouldn't she be clearly committing suicide
"Hey, why are you throwing your skirt on the sofa? Everyone has to have fun when they come out to play. The boss just punished himself with six cups. That's the boss. The boss is still the protagonist today! But you can't do that! Those guys from other teams just now Didn’t all the young men put on women’s clothes and go out to drink? You have ranked first in the exams in the past two years. It’s rare that you can come out now and let everyone have some fun in entertainment projects. Don’t let the fun down, go change clothes quickly!”
The instructor of a certain team laughed and came over, picked up the skirt and threw it directly into Feng Ling's arms: "You are usually very coy. You don't take a shower with us, and you never change clothes in front of everyone. We are all men, and it is common for us to go out shirtless and go shirtless, but you have never done it. If you don’t want to be seen, there is a restroom on the left when you go out. Come back after changing, we don’t mind waiting for you for a few minutes.”
"Go and change quickly!"
"When I think about Feng Ling changing into women's clothes, I'm so fucking excited!"
Feng Ling pinched the skirt in her hand and said nothing. This occasion really couldn't be too disappointing. Originally, she didn't drink much just now. If it continues like this, it really wouldn't be the case.
Ah K was also cheering from behind: "If they ask you to change, go ahead and change. Anyway, we are all 24K pure men, so what are you afraid of? Let them see if you change! We wear men's clothing and we are the most elegant little fresh meat. Wearing women's clothes, you look like a charming little fairy, and your looks are so good that you will piss them off to death!"
Feng Ling: "...shut up."