Karma

"This is the medicine? Is it really that effective..." Wan Ling was fiddling with a small medicine bottle in his hand, and he was going back to land tomorrow night, so he had to seize the opportunity to treat Shuhe today.

"Hey, don't worry, this medicine won't make him pass out, it'll just make him sit on your body with his legs spread apart (net net deletion)." A man with an obscene face just leaned on the backrest. □ with.

Wan Ling curled his lips. He actually didn't believe there would be any (net net deletion) medicine, but it was interesting to think about it with Shuhe as an experiment.

"Oh, by the way, don't forget to call a few more people tonight." Wan Ling did not forget to add.

"Hey, I understand, see you later."

After dinner, several people warmly invited Kang Ming to play billiards together. Of course, Kang Ming wanted to see Shuhe more, but he had no choice but to play with those people endlessly before his eyes, so Kang Ming reluctantly agreed to only play for a while .

Wan Ling led a group of people towards the room where Shu He was with a cunning smile, and before entering the door, he yelled angrily, "Little Shu He, are you here?"

At this time, Lin Feiran was actually sitting on the bed with Shu He and chatting. Hearing Wan Ling's voice, Shu He reflexively wanted Lin Feiran to run, but it was obviously too late, so he hurriedly pushed Lin Feiran under the bed to hide. .

Wan Ling kicked the door open, holding the camera as usual, he guessed that he would be able to record something interesting for Kang Ming to watch later.

Glancing at the messy sheets, then at Shu He, who was breathing slightly short of breath... Of course, Wan Ling couldn't guess that Shu He had just finished hiding, but asked humiliatingly: "What's the matter, what's wrong with being alone" Ah? Do you want me to help you?" As he spoke, his hands were already on his waist.

Shu He pushed away with disgust, but Wan Ling slapped him onto the bed.

A slight sound came from under the bed, Shu He was afraid that Lin Feiran could not hold his breath and wanted to come out, so he patted the mattress vigorously twice to signal him not to make a sound.

This move made everyone laugh.

"What are you doing, baby, are you in such a hurry to put me to bed?" Wan Ling smiled and put the camera aside first, took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and said, "But I have to feed you something delicious first, come on, open your mouth. "

Naturally, Shu He turned his head away and did not open his mouth. His stubborn resistance annoyed the group of people, and they all started to hold Shu He firmly on the bed.

His jaw hurt so badly from being pinched, Shu He was forced to pour the whole bottle of potion in the end.

Shu He coughed and choked up liquid that flowed down the corner of his mouth to his collarbone, and everyone who watched chuckled maliciously.

It was at this time that Lin Feiran quickly crawled out from under the bed and ran towards the door. He was small and agile, and he had already run out of the room before everyone could react.

It was only then that Wan Ling figured out who it was, and gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell are you doing?! Go catch him!"

Kang Ming played with the cue idly all night, thinking that it would be fine to finish the game, and it would be more interesting to accompany Shuhe.

It was the panting Lin Feiran who ran in and drew his attention back.

Seeing that Lin Feiran was already grabbing the corner of Kang Ming's clothes, those who were chasing him scattered away.

"Why are you running? Talk to me if you have something to say." Kang Ming looked at him suspiciously and said.

Lin Feiran used the fastest speed to hold his breath and said, "Quick... Brother Shuhe... Hurry up and save him..."