Chapter 8 (1/2)

Xu Xingcheng started to scream that it was too crazy to play at the clubhouse. Luo Fusheng was the madman who used the sea bowl to drink alcohol. A good whiskey is ridiculed by his whole. After drinking it, he went to the pool and yelled at him. At that time, they were all on the head, no one stopped. Now I think about it and I am afraid that when he was internship in the 13th district hospital in Paris, he had seen too many drunks who had accidents because of drunkenness.

He was too drunk last night, and Lin Qikai did not dare to send him back to Xu Zhai. Just stayed in Luo Fusheng’s special suite in MGM, two drunken chests were pressed against the chest, and his face was pressed against his face for a night.

When he woke up, Luo Fusheng was still asleep and slept. Xu Xingcheng slowly recalled the memory of the last night’s fragment, while looking at the person lying on his side. Luo Fusheng has a naked upper body and many scars on his chest and back. Even when i was asleep, the muscles of my whole body were tight and the frowning was very uncomfortable. I have to mention that his buddy, who is out of the air, is like an insecure child when he goes to sleep. Bowing his back and shrinking himself into a ball, from a medical point of view, this is an extremely insecure performance.

Ah. There is no sense of security in the presence of Luo Gangsheng. Who said this letter?

When Xu Xingcheng moved, Luo Fusheng woke up and instinctively reached under the pillow. When he opened his eyes, he showed a second of confusion. The lack of vision in his eyes softened his anger in the weekdays. Xu Xingcheng’s heart was soft and he touched his chin. “Beauty, wake up?”

“How are you in my bed?” He worked very well to give a problem common to innocent girls but instead it’s was a guy.

“Good question. Probably because you held me last night, Zhongjing couldn’t send me to your bed.” Xu Xingcheng looked at me with no expression.

Luo Fusheng pulled his hand out of the pillow. “Then you are too alert. My woman knows the rules, and I have to sneak out before I wake up. Otherwise I may have married someone if I didn’t wake up.”

Luo Fusheng had a gun under the pillow, revealing a black tube that was infiltrated. Xu Xingcheng groaned: “As for it? Do you dare to assassinate me?”

“Every day.” Luo Fusheng replied lazily.

Xu Xing Cheng, knowing what he said is not empty. Yesterday’s business is the best example. Suddenly there was no joke, and the quilt was taken to see the wound on his leg.

Feeling a cold wind, Luo Fusheng, who was stumbling to sleep, muttered. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t move.” Xu Xingcheng held his injured leg, and the blood leaked into the bandage. After a night, the cracked wound was covered with blood.

Luo Fusheng only felt the coolness on the calf, and it was mixed with a little itching, very strange and very comfortable. He didn’t sleep, and looked up at Xu Xingcheng.

Xu Xingcheng did not know where to pull out the medicine box in his room and was giving him medicine again. When he was doing things, he would wear the pair of gold glasses, and Luo Fusheng could not get used to it. Because Xu Xing Cheng gave birth to a pair of very beautiful eyes, as soon as he looked at you, you could feel the sincerity in that eye. I don’t blame so many women on the beach for his fascination. Even a man can’t help but want to be good to him. Luo Fusheng certainly doesn’t know what kind of personality charm. For him, this is just a natural protection for good things.

“If you are a daughter, I really want to marry you.”

“If I am a daughter, I will never marry you.” Xu Xingcheng habitually lifted the bar.

Luo Fusheng rolled over and put his arm under his head. Xu Xingcheng’s words made him somehow, remembering the female girl on the stage last night. Such a swan song really made him feel like he had a kind of death without regrets. But since it is still alive, then there is an opportunity to listen to it every day and listen to it from time to time. Thinking about it, I gave birth to a glimmer of hope.

Xu Xingcheng knows his thinking spring, got up and washed, opened Luo Fusheng’s wardrobe. All-in-one cloth, gown, short-sleeved, black, black, black…

Xu Xingcheng rummaged through the huge wardrobe and couldn’t bear it. “Hey. You don’t have a suit?”

“Have you seen wearing a suit to cut people?”

“……. At least there are other colors.”

“Black is dirty.”

Xu Xingcheng felt that their thinking was not on the same channel, and they struggled or put on their suit yesterday. He touched the necklace in his suit pocket and remembered that there was one more thing to forget.

In the hospital of love, Tian Ying was carefully rubbing his forehead with a wet towel for nine years old. The “nine-year-old red” eyes suddenly opened, and Tian Ying shouted in surprise: “Hey! You woke up!”

“Nine-year-old red” did not speak, and closed his eyes. It looks like it is very tired.