Chapter 32 President: Go Home

I have to say that it was North Jiangsu who lost, but the arm was not twisted but the thigh was not.

He lay on the bed like a salted fish and didn't want to move, "88, I'm applying for mental damage fee!"

748: "Host, it's dawn, please don't dream."

Subei raised a middle finger in his heart, spicy chicken system.

Feng Xinglang kissed his profile, "Let's have porridge today."

Subei expressionlessly pushed Feng Xinglang's face away, "Go away! I want to be quiet."

Feng Xinglang's eyes darkened, "Who is Jingjing?"

Subei turned his head to the side, still expressionless, "Quiet is quiet, it's not you anyway."

Feng Xinglang smiled, his laughter was a little low, "You seem to be still in good spirits?"

Subei's pupils shrank, just thinking about something, but when he saw Feng Xinglang, he gave up.

But what drives Northern Jiangsu the most is that Feng Xinglang's strategy has not changed at all.

It really hasn't changed, this angry North Jiangsu hammer bed.

Because Subei was very hurt, he lay in bed for an afternoon.

Feng Xinglang prepared the porridge and brought it into the bedroom, and took out an ointment.

Subei shook his hand and almost spilled the porridge.

Feng Xinglang said gently, "Why are you so careless? I'll give you medicine first, and then feed you."

Subei shook his head frantically, no! Refuse to die!

Feng Xinglang reached out and grabbed the quilt in Subei, but Subei was still stubbornly resisting.

Feng Xinglang felt a little helpless, "If you don't need it, it's you who will suffer."

Subei fried hair, "Who's to blame?"

Feng Xinglang chuckled and said in a coaxing tone, "Blame me."

Subei was paralyzed on the bed for several days before he recovered, and at the same time, he was served by Feng Xinglang for several days like an uncle.

Subei, who has slowed down, feels that his whole life has brightened up.

Is it easy for him to sacrifice so much for a broken mission?

But Feng Xinglang went too far, forcing him to say "I love you" so many times, but he didn't say a word himself.

Subei's ring finger didn't know when a ring was put on it, the kind that couldn't be taken off.

In short, Subei felt that he was at a loss, and everything was taken by that rogue Feng Xinglang.

In order to express his dissatisfaction, Subei ran back to the Su family.

Although Su mother disliked Subei, she didn't really want to drive him away.

But before he waited for the North Jiangsu Xiaoyao for a long time, Feng Xinglang came over.

Seeing Feng Xinglang's half-smile expression, Subei was a little scared.

Mother Su habitually asked Feng Xinglang, "Do you want to stay for dinner?"

Feng Xinglang said, he should stay here today.

Subei felt that the situation was not good, and objected: "My house has no room, you can go back and live."

Feng Xinglang said with a low smile, "I'll just squeeze with you."

Seeing the teasing in Feng Xinglang's eyes, Subei wanted to give himself two mouths. He really dig a hole for himself.

In the evening, Subei slipped back to the room early and locked the door.

Are you familiar with this bridge? That's what he did last time in Feng Xinglang's villa.

You ask him clearly useless, what is he still stubbornly resisting?

Because life is about struggle, life is endless, struggle is endless.

Subei bit the lollipop and said: "88, seriously, this mental loss fee is very necessary, otherwise you will lose a clever and serious raider like me, do you know?"

748: "The host is right, but there is no mental damage fee. You can give some verbal comfort as appropriate. Come on, host."

Subei bit the candy, "Bah!"