President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Even though Fu Yisheng had expected Feng Yin's answer before speaking, but after hearing it with his own ears, he still couldn't let go of that feeling.

Fu Yisheng believed that if he appeared first, he would not lose to Leng Yan.

"Then... what happened to that old man?"

Fu Yisheng changed the subject by himself.

Feng Yin looked at him sharply.

"Do you think he has a problem?"

Feng Yin asked Fu Yisheng back.

"If he's okay, you're not bringing him back."

Fu Yisheng felt that Feng Yin's move meant to invite you into the urn.

"I haven't fully figured out what's going on with him, but tonight, I'll find out. Then I'll trouble you to play a play with me."

After Feng Yin finished speaking, a bright light flashed in Fu Yisheng's eyes.

……

At night, the old man really took action.

In the monitoring room, Feng Yin and Fu Yisheng looked at each other, as if they had found the direction of their next move.

After the monitoring, Fu Yisheng said that he had newly developed a milk flavored with taro, cantaloupe, carambola, and wanted to ask Feng Yin to taste it, but Feng Yin naturally refused.

Fu Yisheng was in a bad mood, Feng Yin had been away for a few days, but he couldn't find her, and now she came back as if nothing had happened, he didn't know where to put his dignity.

From the very beginning, he underestimated her.He only wanted to replace a certain position in her heart, but he didn't realize her own strength and persistence.

Fu Yisheng went back to the room by himself, took a sip of the honey multi-fruit flavored milk, and the more he drank it, the more depressed he became. Finally, he opened a bottle of whiskey, poured half of it into it, and finally vomited it all up with a wow.

When Dashu and his servant came in, Fu Yisheng was lying on the sofa.

"Brother Sheng, what are you vomiting?" Dashu couldn't tell what Fu Yisheng was vomiting.

The taste is sour and a bit fishy.

"I want to drink milk."

Fu Yisheng yelled in a daze, turned around and fell down on the sofa.

In fact, the milk was prepared for Feng Yin, she didn't drink it, she was depressed by herself.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, when Fu Yisheng woke up, he could smell the pungent perfume in the room.

Fu Yisheng opened his eyes, and the pungent smell of perfume came from him. He frowned, and before he recovered, there was tenderness stirring in front of his eyes.

Fu Yisheng suddenly turned over and sat up, all he could see was fat, swallows and thin, Yingying and Yanyan.

Fu Yisheng: "..."

"Big tree! What's going on?"

Fu Yisheng yelled, and Dashu rushed in with people.

"Brother Sheng, you can change it if you are not satisfied."

The big tree opened its mouth cautiously.

Ah Qiang said carelessly, "Every type is available here, how could Brother Sheng be dissatisfied?"

Fu Yisheng: "..."

"Get the fuck out!"

Fu Yisheng almost shouted with all his strength.

Seeing this, Dashu and the others thought he was calling them, and before they left, they did not forget to tell the beauties, "You take good care of Brother Sheng.

"I'll let the women out! The men stay!"

After Fu Yisheng finished speaking, Dashu and the others all changed their expressions.

A shocked expression of brother Sheng who didn't expect you to be like this.

Fu Yisheng: "..." What could he say?
He doesn't know anything.

All the beauties in the room were coaxed out, with disappointment and helplessness on their faces.

They just said, how could it be that they are not attractive enough, it turns out that Brother Sheng likes men.

Woo, why is such a good man like Mao cheaper than those stinky men?
The stinky men who stayed behind looked at each other in blank dismay.

Brother Sheng, what do you mean...he doesn't like women?