The national school idol is a girl

Chapter 1642 One Thousand Nine Hundred and One Thousand Nine Hundred and Six God Bo Jiuqin

the next day.

Mo Bei, who was pressing his head, had forgotten what she said.

The idea of ​​​​little abstinence is basically telling myself that unless the master is here, I will never drink again in the future.

But Lin Feng took this matter seriously.

When Lin Feng woke up again, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

He heard Yunhu answering the phone and just sat on the edge of the bed, still buttoning the white shirt with one hand.

He also stayed up late, so why was he so energetic than him?

Is his pale face and all that all his imagination?

Realizing that he was awake, Yunhu retracted his thread and turned his eyes to the side: "Are you hungry?"

It was okay not to ask, but Lin Feng's stomach growled when he asked: "Call the hotel service first, I want to eat mutton."

"Drink porridge first." Yunhu tied the last button.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

"Better than me." Yun Hu chuckled: "I have a slight fever. I drank medicine before."

Lin Feng saw that the color of his lips had not recovered, and he didn't care about that. After all, the straight man thought: "How are you now? I'll buy you some more medicine?"

He stood up as he spoke, and his movements were quite handsome.

Yun Hu held him down and said, "No, it'll be fine in a while. The temperature won't be too high. Drink some porridge and go see Xiao Spade tonight. Have you forgotten the phone call you didn't get through?"

Lin Feng suddenly thought of something, and felt lucky again: "It was Xiao Spade's call just now?"

"Yes." Yunhu sat there, his face looking like a young master from aristocratic family.

Lin Feng put on his trousers. He had a good-looking face, but his movements were rough and arrogant: "I'll call room service."

"No need." Yun Hu also stood up.

Yunhu, this guy, has really been someone else's child according to his mother since he was a child.

If this were someone else, given his damn personality, he would probably look down on others and not be able to get over it for a while.

Now, in fucking words, it was Yunhu who called back every day to report that he was safe.

He drank too much at a party, and it was Yunhu who took him home.

The washing machine at home was broken, and it was Yunhu who repaired it.

Damn it, inside and out, Yunhu is her biological son.

Really... Lin Feng felt that appearance and temperament were really deceiving.

Yunhu didn't know what he was thinking. After tidying himself up, he turned around and said, "While you were sleeping, your phone rang. It should be a call from home. I didn't receive it. You can call me back later."

"I know." This guy, Lin Feng, put on his belt and watch.

Indeed, as I grow up, my whole temperament comes out.

Now when he goes out, he looks like the young headhunter often played in movies.

It’s just that he looks so good, and his angular face always gives people the feeling of a playboy.

Such people are most likely to attract peach blossoms.

But I don’t know it yet.

In the villa.

Bo Jiu came out of the shower and was about to go out.

After being grabbed by Qin Mo, he took the hair dryer and let him lie on his long legs.

Young housekeepers often feel that their young master raising Miss Jiu is no different from when he was a child.

The only difference is that Miss Ninth likes to tease their young master too much.

Qin Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at the person who reached out to touch his ear. His aura of abstinence did not diminish. After taking the hair dryer away, he lowered his figure and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "God Z, be safe. Unless you want to go back to bed."

After a pause, Bo Jiu took back his hand like a hero who knows the current affairs. Forget it, let's admire the beauty of the prosperous age.

Don't move your hands or feet, you have to hold back your itching.