Looking at the little woman lying on the bed and looking at the scenery in her zipper, Li Nanheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his hand hanging on her face. He was about to help her take off her sportswear jacket, but suddenly he found that facing such a Feng Ling, it was very likely that he could not control his restraint.

He paused, and simply pulled the quilt over her, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket with one hand, turned around and walked straight to the window, lit a cigarette, and put it between his fingers and let it go.

It is said that smoking can distract one's attention and make one clear, but the scene after scenes of Feng Ling appearing in front of him from the age of thirteen to the present.

Including the cruel words she said with a cold face nine months ago.

He really didn't think about having anything to do with her anymore.

But as long as this woman appeared in the base, he found that he had long been standing in a pit full of her name, and he couldn't get out no matter how he crawled.

...

Feng Ling seemed to have smelled the smell of smoke, but it was not very strong, but he still subconsciously opened his eyes alertly, but when he opened his eyes, he still felt dizzy about alcohol.

She couldn't see clearly the European-style light holder on the ceiling, and could only see clearly whether the light was on. She didn't know whether it was morning or evening, and where it was now. Even the incident of taking a plane to Haicheng before was almost unclear. She just looked at the bright and dazzling light in a daze. After a while, she struggled to sit up from the bed because of the feeling of going to the toilet.

Feng Ling stood up with his hand on the bed and stood up staggeringly. He didn't know where the bathroom was, but he still walked a few steps in the room based on his instinct, looked at a partition door next to him without a light, and staggered over, his hand fumbled around the wall, as if it was a switch of the light. He pressed it and it turned out inside. The toilet and the bathroom were two translucent glass doors separated. She opened the toilet and the door, and went in directly.

When Li Nanheng heard the movement, he turned around and saw that the woman woke up. He was drinking too much and only now did he know that he was going to the bathroom.

However, Feng Ling entered the toilet and stood by the toilet and untied his pants for a long time but still couldn't untied them. There was a strap in front of these sports pants. She clearly remembered that every time she tied them was not tight, so why couldn't untickle them this time?

The bathroom and bathroom of this hotel are translucent glass, and there is also a door outside that can be pulled at any time. Now the door is not pulled up, so all her actions standing inside are visible in the man's sight.

Seeing her standing by the toilet and twitching her hands on her abdomen for a long time but unable to go to the toilet smoothly, Li Nanheng walked over.

Feng Ling was still fighting with the belt that was getting tighter and tighter around his waist. Suddenly he seemed to hear footsteps, and suddenly he felt an invisible sense of oppression coming from behind. He suddenly turned around and his drunken and confused eyes directly met the tall man standing in front of the door.

When Feng Ling saw Li Nanheng's face, he subconsciously thought that he was still at the stage of dressing up as a man in the xi base. She was a little confused and said, "Boss, I can't untie the belt."

Hearing her words and looking at her eyes that had not yet woken up, Li Nanheng's cold eyebrows raised calmly: "So?"

"You, please help me." Feng Ling said as he staggered and turned around from the toilet, stood in front of Li Nanheng, and came over with a look of confusion and unknown condition. He held up the two ends of the strap with his two thin white hands and handed them directly to him: "It seems like... it's like... it's tied... it's a knot... I can't untie it, I can't take off my pants... I'm going to the toilet... I'm so suffocating..."

She couldn't straighten her tongue when she spoke.

Not that I've never been drunk.

But this time she really drank too much in order to fly on the plane. The stamina of that kind of red wine was extraordinary, and she was really drunk to a certain extent this time.

Li Nanheng looked at the woman who was completely drunk in front of him and looked at the two straps that were stuffed into his hands.

Ask him to help her untie her belt and take off her pants?

Is he clear or not? Or not?

Seeing that he didn't move, Feng Ling immediately pulled down his tight waist without hesitation: "No, I really can't hold it in. Boss, do you have scissors? If you don't, cut it off!"

Li Nanheng pursed his lips and said nothing. Looking at her expression that was eager to go to the bathroom, he still raised his hand to hold her shoulder and said indifferently: "Stand firmly, don't move around."

"Oh." Feng Ling stood firm with a blank expression on his face, then opened his drunken eyes and lowered his head, and saw the man's slender and distinctive fingers untied the straps of her sweatpants that had been tied into a dead knot.

Originally, the bag was not tied into a dead knot. She had just pulled it a few randomly, but instead pulled it into a dead knot. In addition, she was a little anxious and pulled it too hard. Now the knot is solid and it is indeed difficult to open again.

Li Nanheng patiently helped her untie it, and while untie it, he glanced at her unconscious expression.

"Thank you, Boss." Her pants were untied, and Feng Ling's tongue was still a little knotted. She shaking and decisively turned around and entered the bathroom again. She closed the door and was about to sit on the toilet, but suddenly she paused. She subconsciously felt that Boss Li was still there. If she sat down to go to the toilet, she would have to reveal her stuff? So she stood directly in front of the toilet, standing there for a long time.

Li Nanheng didn't even have to see her going to the bathroom. He turned around and was about to leave, but he realized something was wrong. The reflection outside the door looked like she was standing.

He suddenly blinked his eyes and saw Feng Ling standing in the toilet. His eyelids suddenly jumped. After looking at her for a long time, he saw that she had no other moves, so he directly opened the translucent glass door behind her. Seeing that she was holding her pants there and not taking off her pants, he asked with a stern eyebrows: "Don't you want to go to the toilet? What are you doing?"

Feng Ling grabbed the edge of the waist of his pants with both hands and looked back at him with some embarrassment: "Boss, do you know why I hide from you every time I go to the bathroom..."

Li Nanheng frowned: "Why?"

Feng Ling burped and said while holding his urine, "Because I feel inferior, after all, my one is not as big as yours, so every time I go to the bathroom, I go in alone, so boss, I go to the bathroom now, can you go out and don't stand by and watch?"

Li Nanheng frowned, and saw that he had made all his time confused after drinking too much, and he thought she was Feng Ling, who was dressed as a man in the xi base.

After looking at her fingers tightened on her waist because of the suffocation, the man suddenly sneered and leaned on the bathroom door: "How small is it? Take it out and I'll take it out and take a look?"
Chapter completed!