Chapter 20 President: Targeting

He glanced at the room and asked Subei, "Did you rinse your mouth?"

Subei is a little unclear, "I'm going to wash up."

Feng Xinglang stared at Subei's lips that were still covered in candy dust, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Subei covered his mouth reflexively and looked at Feng Xinglang vigilantly.

Feng Xinglang felt a little pity, "I'll take you to a place tomorrow."

Subei heaved a sigh of relief, "Where?"

Feng Xinglang didn't say anything, just said, "You'll know when you go."

Subei didn't continue to ask, "Then I'll go to bed first."

Feng Xinglang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood, but he did not intend to leave.

Subei said again, "I went to bed first."

Feng Xinglang still had no intention of leaving.

Subei had no choice but to hint more clearly, "Mr. Feng, please go to bed earlier."

Feng Xinglang corrected him, "Feng Xinglang."

Subei quickly understood that Feng Xinglang asked him to call him by his name.

He rolled his eyes, "Then you..."

Feng Xinglang looked at Subei in front of him and suddenly wanted to tease.

He walked towards the bed, and Subei was a little stunned, "Mr. Feng, this is..."

Feng Xinglang said concisely, "Sleep."

The question mark face of the black man in northern Jiangsu, "But this is my room."

The corners of Feng Xinglang's lips curved slightly, and evil flashed in his eyes, "Aren't we together?"

Subei nodded hesitantly.

Feng Xinglang said again, "So what does it matter to sleep together?"

Subei swallowed his saliva, the relationship has become a big deal, what does it matter.

He used to sleep in the same bed with a man, and he felt nothing.

After doing this task now, he is afraid.

Feng Xinglang looked at Subei who wanted to escape, and said leisurely, "You smoked yesterday, and I haven't punished you yet."

Subei made a blank face, "I'll go to sleep after I rinse my mouth."

In order to pass the time, Subei almost brushed all his teeth.

There was really no other way, so he wrapped his pajamas and moved to the bed, and then lay like a piece of wood in the farthest place from Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang didn't seem to notice that Subei was already on the bed, his slender fingers turned the pages of the book, not knowing what book he was reading.

Subei was nervous for a while, and fell asleep because he was too tired.

Feng Xinglang put down the book, turned off the lamp, and closed his eyes.

That night, the two of them slept very well, and it was the first time they both slept in the same bed.

The next day, as soon as the sleepy Subei opened his eyes, he was frightened by Feng Xinglang's handsome face and had a cardiac arrest.

Then he found that Feng Xinglang's hand was on his waist.

Subei's body was a little stiff, he carefully took Feng Xinglang's hand away, and then quickly ran into the bathroom.

As everyone knows, Feng Xinglang opened his eyes before Subei left.

There is one more person around, which is actually not a bad thing.

After breakfast, Feng Xinglang took Subei out, Cheng Qian laughed at that hatred.

The place Feng Xinglang took Subei to was a shooting range where he shot.

Every man has a dream of touching a gun. When North Jiangsu entered the shooting range, his eyes lit up.

Feng Xinglang looked at Subei, who was obviously a little excited, and said, "Try it?"

Subei nodded frantically, the excitement in his eyes almost overflowing.

But seeing is one thing, getting started is another.

Subei only tried a pistol, but was shocked and went numb, and missed the target.

The target didn't touch the edge, which made Subei hit, and he instantly slumped.

The curvature of the corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth deepened, approaching Subei, "I'll teach you."