Spirit Hotel

Jin dragged Shi Feixia's corpse to the corner and said with emotion: "This is not the case, we should change the angle and method."

Someone was lying upright on the floor and said, "What angle? What method?"

"That's ... a detour."

"There are more circuitous than now?" Shi Feixia sat up slowly. "And I almost touched his bottoms just now ... if you would lend me a hundred gold coins."

"Buy a pair of underpants for a hundred gold coins," Kim gave him a harsh white look. "I'm not your wicked father, nor are you my prodigal son."

Shi Feixia slowly got up, "Well. Forget it, I give up."

"No." King grabbed his arm. "It's not my style to die halfway."

"Cut. You don't die halfway? How did Nadia run into Omedando's arms?"

"At least I and he once owned it." Jin squinted at him, "What about you? Don't say anything else, do you have underwear?"

Shi Feixia squatted down into the corner in depression.

Jin Dao: "If you can help me, you can succeed, and I always fail to help you. I decided, this time must pay a salary!"

Shi Feixia turned his head and gave him a sorrowful look. "How do I feel like I'm cramped after listening?"

King said with a rather serious expression: "You may have Parkinson."

"... I don't have Parkinson. I want to shoot dead gold."

It was the doorway of Isfael's room again.

Shi Feixia looked at the box that Jin held in his arms, curiously, "Don't you say go and talk to him? Why did you even move over?"

Kim didn't feel good: "What kind of business is wine! Haven't you heard the truth about drinking wine? Then we know what he thinks of you in the end."

Shi Feixia said, "Are you sure he vomited the truth after drinking your wine, not long eye?"

Kim turned away.

Shi Feixia quickly held him and accompanied the laughter: "Tell the truth."

Gold rolled his eyes.

"Spit the pearl ..."

Jin Wangtian.

"Spit Dragon Ball! Dragon Ball!"

Kim lowered his head and said, "What's that?"

"Uh, that is, the beads made by the seven dragons. Well, don't say this. Are you confident? Are you sure?"

"... I went in, not you. What are you so nervous about doing?"

Shi Feixia said bitterly: "It's because I'm nervous because you go in."

"I work, rest assured." Jin flexed his thigh against the box, then freed his hands and patted him on the shoulder. "Think of me and Hughes, think of Dia and Omedendo."

Shi Feixia said dullly, "That seems like it should be on my resume."

"A brother, don't care so much."

"I……"

Kim didn't wait for him to continue to press the doorbell immediately.

Shi Feixia rushed to the pool like a rocket and planted water.

Isfell opened the door and just saw the huge splash from the swimming pool.

Jin Qian laughed: "I just saved my nose and accidentally threw the tissue in."

Isfael: "..."

Kim patted the box and said, "We haven't had a drink together for a long time, is it convenient?" He asked desperately to squeeze inside.

Isfel gave way silently.

The door closed.

A long while.

Shi Feixia leaned his head out of the swimming pool, facing the door fiercely than the middle finger, "You have a snot, your whole family has a snot!"

In order to be realistic, after putting down the drink, Jin went to the bathroom and pulled a long piece of toilet paper desperately to save his nose.

Isfel sat on the sofa, took out two goblets, and picked wine in the box.

Kim threw the toilet paper ball into the trash bin and walked out to take out a bottle of green wine with a shape like a gourd. "Fruit wine in the elven world is best with the current play."

Isfell squinted at the label, "Sixty-seven degrees?"

"Haha, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. There is a higher one later." King paused and pulled out a transparent bottle from the box. "Or do you want to drink 100% industrial alcohol directly?"

"..."

King filled two glasses and began to pour. "The beauty of fruit wine is to drink it in one breath, so that the sweet taste melts throughout the body. Dry!"

"The beauty of sweet taste is that it is sweet and sweet! Dry again!"

"..."

"The beauty is doing it!"

A bottle of wine.

King's words gradually opened, "What book are you reading?"

"Hell Outlook 3,000 Years."

"Are you going to hell?" Although nominally, Isfael was part of hell. But from the first day of his fall, Lucifer was sent here, in fact he had never been to hell. So his situation in heaven and **** has always been quite delicate. "I always thought you wanted to return to heaven."

"This is a set of books. I have read" Three Thousand Years of Paradise Prospects ".

"..." Is he thinking too much? Kim slowly wiped his face. "Oh. What are the prospects for hell?"

"general."

Jin suddenly said, "Do you like Shi Feixia?"

Isfeel held his glass slightly for a moment.

Although it was only a tiny gesture, it couldn't escape the golden eyes. He sighed. "The original you, don't hesitate about this problem."

Isfer looked surprised, "Hesitating?"

"It turns out that you won't often run out to save people."

"He is a fragile human."

"But there is no fragility to the point where it is necessary to protect your wings." Jin's words hit the nail on the head. "Don't you dare to protect him because you don't want to see him hurt?"

There was a flash of confusion in Isfael's dark eyes.

"Rather than the water temperature ... love can melt the coldness in my heart and make it softer." Jin simply pulled two bottles of wine out of the box, one for each person, "Don't you want to try?"

Isfel bowed his head, the bottle in his hand was marked with an alcohol content of 75 degrees, and then raised his eyes. The label in King's hand was exactly facing him.

-Fifteen degrees.

After Shi Feixia returned to the room and quickly changed his clothes, he immediately ran upstairs and prepared to observe. Running halfway, he just saw Smarr stepping down.

"I can't see I can't see I can't see me ..." he muttered softly, leaning against the wall and sneaking up.

"Flying ..."

"Fuck!" Shi Feixia hit the wall depressed before turning his head. I saw Smal looking pitifully, the round little face began to have a sharp chin, the eye sockets became darker, and the lips were pale.

Shi Feixia stayed and said, "Did you take drugs?"

"..."

"Drug abuse also needs to take care of nutrition. Remember to eat. I will take a step first and talk when I have time." Shi Feixia was ready to go up after he said it. Before he took a step, he listened to the murky words behind him. "

Shi Feixia was anxious to scratch his scalp, "You have something to say."

"I've been watched."

Shi Feixia sent him a big white eye, "Someday you will be eaten up!"

Smar looked up, tears in his eyes, "Antonio saw me."

"Encourage your royal brother to be transferred to the army, strip him away, and show you back!"

"But," Smal flushed, "I feel happy."

"..." Shi Feixia finally realized that he had encountered the first exhibitionist since he was born.

"And," Smar whispered to his finger, "After he helped me shower with cold water that day, it was clear that the body didn't feel that hot, but I couldn't help seeing him ..."

"How about the ground?" Shi Feixia's desire for gossip was awakened.

"Reacted." Smal looked down at his toes. "You said, am I in love with him?"

"Yes. Come on, I believe that sincerely, Jinshi is open, one day I can drink your wedding wine." After listening to the gossip, Shi Feixia was ready to withdraw. But Smar obviously didn't want to let him go so easily. He held him and said, "Will you help me?"

"……what?"

Smal smiled with a smile on his face: "In fact, I have called Brother Diya and said this before. He told me that you are a master and I am right to ask you for help."

...

He said, he said, where there is such a good thing that gossip falls from the sky. Sure enough, there is a bigger plot behind it.

Shi Feixia touched his head and said softly: "Little brother is good, the world of adults is very complicated, and dating is not something you should do at your age."

"Not my age? How old is that? Can't you humans fall in love more than a thousand years old?"

"..." We humans live less than a thousand years. Shi Feixia thought resentfully. "But I have very important and important things to do now, and I can't take care of you for the time being. So you first blindly touch the dead rat yourself, and try the dead horse as a living horse."

Smal said: "It's important? What is more important than my life-long event?"

Shi Feixia finally couldn't help but jump up, "Rely on! Your life-long events are important, isn't it important that I have life-long events?"

"..." Small's eyes widened. "What's your life-long event? Which?"

Shi Feixia shifted his eyes from side to side, just not looking at him.

"Ah, I see." Small smiled strangely.

"What do you know?" Shi Feixia covered his nervousness with indifference.

"You have a crush on Kim, right?"

"..."

"Yes, yes, you dead head!" Shi Feixia broke his hand and ran upstairs.

After finally reaching the 30th floor, I saw Isfer's room door just opened.

Isfer held out drunk gold with one hand.

※※※

Jin Man's face turned red, and he hung softly on him, obviously unconscious.

"Um, is Jin okay?" Shi Feixia asked with a smile on his face, but Jin already scolded Jin with blood that was not enough to fail.

Smar chased after Shi Feixia, just then rushed up and smiled sternly: "Oh, you said that you are not secretly in love with Jin? You obviously like him, nervous him, can't bear to see him for a minute!"

What Shi Feixia now hopes is that he has a big hammer in his hand and stuns him!

Isfell threw King indifferently, "Give it to Hughes, you'll deal with it."

Smarr took gold in all directions. He couldn't swallow for many days and couldn't sleep, making his body very weak. "But isn't it better to let Flying Man go?"

Isfield's gaze was fixed.

Smar immediately dragged Kim downstairs like a corpse.

As the crackling went away, the floor suddenly fell silent.

Shi Feixia scowled uneasily. "Well, Smarr is bullshit. Don't take it seriously."

"come."

"Huh?" He looked up, and found that Isfael was looking at him with certainty, and there was a hint of shame on Junmei's face.

"Come here," Isfael said again, his shame quickly disappearing.

"Oh." Shi Feixia walked obediently.

Isfel suddenly stretched out his left hand, which had been hidden behind him. He has a swimming trunk in his hand that looks exactly the same as the style he wears.

Shi Feixia watched as he put his swimming trunks in his hands, "your ..."

"new."

"But I don't have a hundred ..."

"One hundred yuan. I will deduct it from my salary." Isfael said, and quickly walked back to the room and closed the door.

Shi Feixia smirked and hugged his swimming trunks. It took a long time to say, "... thank you."

His salary really can buy swimming trunks!