Chapter 38 Teasing
Feng Jingbo's inner balance was swaying, and he was very anxious.
His sweetheart was lying on the bed, and he was still the kind that had no resistance... That puffy face, soft voice, how tempting!
Feng Jingbo took a deep breath, walked to the corridor, and closed the door with his backhand.
"Butler, there is no hangover soup at home?" The
butler looked embarrassed: "No."
Because he was worried that the young lady would get drunk, he deliberately chose the wine with the lowest degree of alcohol in the wine cellar. Unexpectedly...
The young lady's alcohol capacity can only be a drop of alcohol!
"Prepare now, bring it to me when it's done." Feng Jingbo didn't blame the housekeeper.
To be honest, he didn't plan to get Lin Xiaozhu drunk at all. Otherwise, he didn't know how to use red wine, and only poured a small half glass for Lin Xiaozhu.
He just felt that Xiaozhu was about to become popular, and it was estimated that entertainment would be indispensable in the future. Instead of letting Xiaozhu lose his temper at the dinner table, he might as well give Xiaozhu a try with the wine at home day by day to test his alcohol level.
At that time, Lin Xiaozhu would be able to adapt accordingly.
Who knows...
Feng Jingbo walked to the balcony and called his agent Liu Feng. At the last birthday party, Liu Feng got Feng Jingbo's phone number.
It's only after 9 o'clock at the moment, and Liu Feng is still helping another artist with things. He hasn't finished get off work at all, let alone rest.
"Boss Feng, what are your orders?" Liu Feng was frightened.
"Xiaozhu can't drink enough. He got drunk after drinking two sips of red wine at home today. If there is a meal in the future, he is said to be allergic to alcohol. Even if it's a sip of wine, you can't let him drink it, you know?"
Liu Feng nodded as if After pounding garlic, his voice was even more impassioned: "Yes! President Feng, I will definitely handle this matter well, and let no one interfere with the president's wife!" I did
n't know, I thought he was not replying, but making a declaration. .
Feng Jingbo hung up the phone after he explained.
He stood on the balcony, looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, and fell into deep thought.
His sweetheart is still in the room, and he "promised" himself just now...
But if he really touches it, Xiaozhu will wake up tomorrow, and he will inevitably be troubled.
Feng Jingbo felt a stomach ache when he thought of Xiaozhu squatting on his hips and reprimanding him for badly teaching the little bamboo shoots.
"Master, the hangover soup is ready." The housekeeper brought the hangover soup in front of Feng Jingbo himself.
Feng Jingbo took the soup and went back to his room.
Lin Xiaozhu lay between the quilts and fell asleep.
"Xiaozhu, wake up. The hangover soup is here, you drink a little. Otherwise, you will have a headache tomorrow..." Feng Jingbo raised his hand and patted Lin Xiaozhu's little face lightly. It's like dealing with some rare treasures.
Lin Xiaozhu slept soundly, but when someone forcibly disturbed him, his mood was naturally not very good. Without opening his eyes, he raised his hand and patted Feng Jingbo's hand impatiently.
That posture, as if he was cooking nasty mosquitoes.
Feng Jingbo: "..."
Feng Jingbo didn't move for a long time, Lin Xiaozhu fell asleep, because the annoying mosquitoes had been driven away, and he couldn't be happy, and soon fell asleep again.
Feng Jingbo stared at the sleeping face of the little charming wife for a long time. Thousands of words, all turned into a sigh.
This little conscience...
Feng Jingbo pondered for a while, then took out the sobering soup without disturbing Lin Xiaozhu.
Xiaozhu didn't drink much, so he shouldn't have a serious reaction tomorrow, and it should be just fine. Xiaozhu slept so comfortably, and if he disturbed him again, he would only continue to be "beaten".
Maybe, I can get a furious little cutie...
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At noon the next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the house was warm.
Lin Xiaozhu finally woke up faintly, he felt a little uncomfortable in his head, and shook his head to relieve the discomfort.
"Ha..." Lin Xiaozhu yawned and stretched.
Suddenly, he stopped. After a long pause, he looked out the window in disbelief.
He slept until noon!
The door opened with a "click" and Feng Jingbo walked in.
He walked in with a smile, raised his hand, and poked Lin Xiaozhu's face with a small red mark in sleep.
"I was going to wake you up and ask you to come down to eat. I didn't expect you to wake up just in time, go wash up, it's getting late."
Lin Xiaozhu's face turned red with a "rub". He pulled the quilt to cover most of his face, revealing only round eyes and red tips of ears.
"Old Gong, let me ask you something."
"What? You said." Feng Jingbo was puzzled.
Xiaozhu didn't say that he had a headache, and it was estimated that there was nothing wrong with his body. However, he just woke up, what questions does he have to ask himself?
Lin Xiaozhu hesitated, his expression even more erratic.
"Old, old attack, did I do anything or something out of the ordinary when I was drunk last night?"
"Yes." Feng Jingbo chuckled, "You seduce me. I can't stand it, so I asked the housekeeper to give it to me. You made the sober soup. As a result, the sober soup was ready, and you fell asleep completely."
Getting drunk and agreeing to people is also a seduction in disguise! ——By taking a cold shower, Mr. Feng went mad,
"You can't sleep when you light up, Xiaozhu, that's how you set a good example for Xiaozhu?" Feng Jingbo said jokingly.
For a time, Lin Xiaozhu's entire face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the top of his head was about to smoke!
"Old Gong, I'm sorry!" Lin Xiaozhu was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and get in.
Then, he found himself in bed. Although he couldn't dig a hole, he could hide himself~
Lin Xiaozhu pulled up the quilt, covered his head, and covered himself tightly.
Feng Jingbo couldn't help laughing, and someone even poked the soft quilt long bread.
"Xiaozhu, did you apologize to others like this?" Feng Jingbo teased him with a smile, "Xiaozhu, you have to be sincere."
Then, Feng Jingbo saw a small head emerge from the tortoise shell.
Lin Xiaozhu pursed his lips, and his voice was unbelievably soft: "Old Gong, I'm sorry. I'm drunk..."
"It's okay. No matter what you do, Lao Gong will forgive you. Go take a shower and change your clothes, or the food will be cold. ."
After teasing the little wife, Feng Jingbo's mood improved a lot.
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After the meal, Lin Xiaozhu stopped going to the company, but stayed and concentrated on making amends and compensation for Feng Jingbo.
Feng Jingbo was just teasing him, he didn't take it seriously at all.
When he was pulled away by Lin Xiaozhu, he was still stunned.
Lin Xiaozhu closed the bedroom door and stretched out his arm to wrap around Feng Jingbo's neck. Then, kissed it.
Although Lin Xiaozhu took the initiative, Feng Jingbo quickly seized the initiative and plundered frantically.
...for a long time, the two talents finally separated.
Feng Jingbo's eyes were deep, he raised his hand and gently rubbed Lin Xiaozhu's lips.
His voice was even more hoarse and scary: "Why did you kiss me?"
"Because I did something wrong when I was drunk last night, I will use this sincerity to apologize to Lao Gong~" Lin Xiaozhu's eyes were clear, "Also, Don't you like this?"
Feng Jingbo's heart moved slightly, he smiled slightly: "Yes, I like this."
Silly bamboo shoots, if there is meat to eat, who wants to drink soup?
However, his current skills are not enough to make Xiaozhu fascinated. He should not mention those excessive demands, otherwise it would be more than worth the loss if it would frighten Xiaozhu.
——The
days passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, it was Sunday.
Today is the last day of voting. After taking a shower, Lin Xiaozhu sat there, quietly waiting for the result.
Aside, Feng Jingbo's eyes were about to glow green.
"Xiaozhu, today is the day to hand over the public food. The result will not be out until 12 o'clock, why don't we hurry up and do it for a while?" Feng Jingbo urged, his hand had slipped into the quilt and started to make a mess.
"Old attack, don't..."
Feng Jingbo grabbed Lin Xiaozhu's resisting hand and shackled Lin Xiaozhu in his arms. He also said solemnly: "Xiaozhu, I paid the public rations strictly according to the requirements you gave."
"I didn't pay more, so you can't just give it back. You said it, be honest, You can't teach the little bamboo shoots."
Feng Jingbo directly took Lin Xiaozhu's words to use, what else Lin Xiaozhu could do, he could only let him do it.
As for waiting until 0:00 to see the results or something, it doesn't even exist.
This animal is working very hard, and it is on the rise. Can it stop?
The two made trouble all night, and Lin Xiaozhu didn't know when he fell asleep. He was chaotic behind him, and his consciousness was not clear at all.
The two slept together until noon, and finally woke up.
Feng Jingbo's face was full of contentment, while Lin Xiaozhu's back was sore and unable to get out of bed.
"Old attack, cough, cough..." Lin Xiaozhu cried all night, his throat almost hoarse. He just said two words, and he couldn't take it anymore.
Feng Jingbo opened the bedside table and took out a box of throat lozenges.
"Xiaozhu, do I need to hold you to brush your teeth first?"
Lin Xiaozhu was silent for a while, staring at the beast in front of him speechlessly.
In the end, Lin Xiaozhu, who had no way to make sure that someone would be in love or not, still struggled to get up by himself. He walked into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and washed his face numbly, familiar with it.
Feng Jingbo: "..."
Does Xiaozhu need to guard against him like this?
When did he forcibly hand over the public food? Every time he meets the requirements of the petite wife!
The throat lozenge was cool, and Lin Xiaozhu felt much better. He held it for a while, and then said slowly, "Lao Gong, you celebrated me in advance that day. Did you think that last night was going to go too far, so you deliberately..."
"Yes." Feng Jingbo admitted.
He was worried that he had done it too hard, and then Xiaozhu's buttocks hurt and lay on the sofa all day.
How to celebrate this posture?
Lin Xiaozhu felt a chill in his heart, and turned to the calendar silently.
Come on, little bamboo shoots.
Save your poor dad!
The other bamboos all died in the ground. If he died on a man's bed, it would be a joke for the ages...
Lin Xiaozhu sat on the soft cushion, finished his meal quickly, and then returned to the bedroom to lie down.
Although the old attack's technology is better than before, he doesn't suffer so much. But... this animal has directly increased the number of times!
The overwhelmed Lin Xiaozhu sighed and opened the voting website.
As expected, he was number one.
Feng Jingbo came over, raised his hand and poked Lin Xiaozhu's face. He was happy and happy last night, and he was completely refreshed. He looked at Lin Xiaozhu with very gentle eyes, and he spoke softly: "Xiaozhu, you won the first prize, what prize do you want? Lao Gong personally sponsored one for you."
Lin Xiaozhu was silent for a while, and rubbed his aching buttocks.
"In the future, it will be changed to every 4 days."
"...Change to another."
Lin Xiaozhu silently turned his head away, ignoring him.
O man!
The author has something to say: Feng Jingbo: "Increase the quantity without increasing the price, you deserve it!"
Lin Xiaozhu: "...Reject!"