Chapter 778: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Forty-One)

Seeing Feng Ling dawdling, San Pang became anxious, and couldn't help but said: "Usually, Feng Ling is quiet, only when he is on the training ground like a man, he is better than anyone else. Did you really treat yourself as a woman after changing into women's clothes? Go away, you are all men, why are you so embarrassed! It's rare for someone as strict as the boss to have fun today! Didn't you see that the boss didn't refuse? Can you sit down? On the boss's lap, we have hundreds of brothers to fuck you, do you have this chance?"

"If you envy you, you can change into women's clothes and sit on it now!" Han Jin said with a smile.

San Pang: "...I can't fucking put it on!"

"Isn't there another one in size XXXL? You can always fit it if you squeeze it."

"Fuck, it's not that I lost, the one who was fined now is Feng Ling!"

Xiao Xu scoffed with a smile: "You don't have to separate yourself from the relationship. What should be said is that even if you lose and now you are asked to change into a woman's clothes and feed the boss wine, the boss would rather punish you for a hundred cups than let you sit down." On to his lap!"

"That's right, if you fucking sit down, San Fatty, I'm afraid the boss's legs will be crushed and crippled!"

Three fat: "..."

A group of people started laughing again.

Here, Feng Ling has already picked up the wine on the coffee table, poured a glass, then turned his eyes to look at Nan Heng who was sitting there calmly, but a pair of deep black eyes were always staring at her, walked over, Glancing at his strong thighs under the stylish black trousers, he didn't sit down, just handed the wine to him, and said respectfully, "Boss."

Nan Heng's stern eyebrows raised slightly, he didn't take the wine, he didn't move, he just looked at her with a half-smile and coldness.

"Tch..." The brothers in the private room let out a burst of sobs: "Feng Ling, are you offering tea to some elder? What did you do when the brothers were punished for drinking just now? Even if you don't understand the game Rules, you should know how to learn from others, right? When the two of the first team sat on the instructor’s lap and fed wine, you were still laughing together, don’t say you don’t know how to feed them!”

The crowd kept booing, but Nan Heng never spoke. Feng Ling glanced around the crowd, silently remembering the people who booed the most today. He was so swollen that even his parents couldn't recognize him when he got home.

Nan Heng could clearly see Feng Ling's silent and vindictive expression at this moment, he lightly swept across the crowd who were still booing, and finally his eyes fell on the "boy" who was holding a wine glass in front of him.

I can't hide it,

Feng Ling had no choice but to cater to the crowd: "Okay, I'll sit."

After saying that, Feng Ling sat directly on Nan Heng's lap, pulled his lips at the same time, then smiled again, and put the glass of golden wine to his lips.

She raised her eyebrows towards the moment, looked down at her man and blinked, and said loudly: "Boss, drink up!"

The audience burst into laughter and cheered.

However, Nan Heng slightly hooked the corners of his lips in a cold and evil manner, and took the hand that was casually placed on the back of the sofa just like that, and put it on her waist naturally. When he reached her waist, his eyes were even more fixed on her face.

Normally, the appearance of wearing a combat uniform seems to be a little muscular and strong, but now the waist touched by hands is slender and soft, as if it is not the same thickness as usual, and the man's fingers are faintly visible. He caressed her waist, as if teasing or deliberate teasing. Feng Ling originally thought that he could leave immediately after feeding, but the burning palm on his waist made her hairs stand on end. .

"What I said just now is how to play? How should I say it?" The man's palm stroked her waist, and then he seemed to rub his fingertips back and forth gently. At the same time, his voice was hoarse and almost close. Beside her ears, the breath with a little warmth in the clear breath made the ears itch.

Feng Ling squeezed the wine glass tightly in her hand, and continued to smile with the corners of her mouth open: "Uncle Li, drink well~" This time she spoke directly with her throat, which sounded fake and thin.

There was another burst of laughter around the scene, obviously very satisfied with the scene, whistles and applause came and went one after another.

"Why is the waist so thin? It's always like this?" Nan Heng ignored everyone, but when he stroked Feng Ling's waist, he seemed to be inexplicably addicted. Being able to trap her entire waist in the fingers, the so-called slender waist is not full, probably this is what it means?

"Recently, I have eaten less, exercised too often, and lost some weight. Besides, I have a relatively small frame. You should be able to tell from the height of the boss. A petite man like me must not be thick enough anywhere. I have a fat waist like Sanpang's, and I guess I'll have to eat it for five, seven, or eight years." Feng Ling maintained his calm expression, although the man's hand on her waist was already so sensitive that she wanted to think about it. He wanted to jump up and leave, but he was still holding back.

"Really?" Nan Heng bowed his head and was about to get close to her ear. Such a distance made him faintly smell the scent of shower gel on Feng Ling's body. This guy is not sweaty like others. , Even if you practice for hours and sweat all over, you won't have any bad smell, it seems like this, the scent of shower gel, sometimes it's very light, and sometimes it's very strong, so Feng Ling How much shower gel do you usually use when taking a shower?

Don't normal men just take a shower and just pour in some shower gel, and then they're done? How long does this guy have to wash?

"Boss, is it alright? Is my task of punishing alcohol is over?" Feng Ling suddenly turned his eyes to look at the man while bowing his head.

As soon as the man bowed his head, the noses of the two passed each other in an instant, and the distance between the lips was so close that they could almost stick to each other with a slight movement forward.

But it was only for a moment, Feng Ling suddenly stepped back a little distance, and looked away as if nothing had happened, without blushing or panting.

On the contrary, Nan Heng squinted at her face at first. Such a close distance is really rare, but when he was looking at her face vigorously, he felt something in the middle of his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw the two faces on Feng Ling's chest. The exaggeratedly large water balloon was about to burst, turning into an irregular shape, which looked as fake as it could be.

The inexplicable palpitations at that moment just now were instantly cooled by these two water balloons.

Fake.

This guy is a serious guy.

Even if Li Nanheng had no interest in the women arranged by the Li family, it was impossible for him to be crooked in this life.

Nan Heng squinted his eyes, then looked at the boy on his lap, at his fair face and his eyelashes trembling twice under the light.