The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

Han Feiling also wanted to thank him for troublesome people working overtime this time, but he didn't expect the little boy to run so fast after drinking, as if a wheel had been born under his feet.

He sat on the sofa and said "hey" twice, completely drowned out by the roaring singing in front of him, so he just let it go.

He really drank a little too much. He leaned crookedly on Yemo's body, resting his chin on Yemo's shoulder, and muttered, "I want to pee."

Then, he stood up and walked outside.

This KTV is relatively high-end, and there is a separate toilet outside each box.

Han Feiling went out and saw that the bathroom door was closed, he reached out and patted it fiercely, "Hey, who's in there? Are you okay? I'm going to pee."

However, there was no response.

He raised his palm and wanted to knock on the door, but Ye Mo who followed behind him stopped him.

Ye Mo frowned and looked at the closed door of the bathroom. He remembered seeing Lao Mao and Lin He coming out just now. Could it be that they were inside?

But the two of them?

"I want to pee!"

The little soft bag next to him leaned crookedly against his chest, and reached out to pinch his chest, which brought Yemo back to his senses.

Yemo put his arms around Han Feiling's waist and led him outside.He knew that in addition to the separate toilet, there was also a large public toilet.

Being pulled forward, Han Feiling clamped his legs tightly and said pitifully, "I want to pee."

Although Han Feiling usually speaks cutely, he has never been so soft.It is estimated that after drinking, the whole person is a little weak, and it looks cute, more like a small soft bag.

Yemo suddenly felt a little irritable, because he found that his body had changed.

He sighed, grabbed the palm that had been clasping his chest, and whispered: "There is someone here, I will take you to the bathroom in front."

Han Feiling absolutely obeyed the male god!Hearing this, he obediently was supported by Ye Mo and walked to the public restroom.

Because the boxes here are basically equipped with toilets outside, there are no people in the public toilets at all.

Yemo walked into one of the rooms with Han Feiling, who was walking unsteadily.

Han Feiling had indeed drank too much and couldn't stand upright at all, so Yemo simply closed the door, stood with him in the bathroom, supported him from behind, and asked him to solve the three emergencies.

At this moment, Han Feiling was really in a hurry, and he didn't care if there was anyone behind him. He reached out to unzip the zipper, let the little brother out, and started booing.

He hadn't finished urinating when he heard footsteps outside, followed by a loud slamming door, and then there was a panting sound from the bathroom next door, as well as the sound of small friction.

What's worse is that one of the protagonists next door is still pleading, "Teacher, I don't mind being a substitute for the male god, let me help you."

"Lin..." Han Feiling, who was peeing, instinctively wanted to call out the protagonist's name, but Yemo behind him hurriedly covered his mouth.

A drunk Han Feiling could hear it, but Yemo couldn't fail to hear it. It was Lin Xiaozhai who spoke.The one who must be called "teacher" is Lin Yuan.

The bathroom next door was silent for a while, followed by a "touch", someone should have pressed someone against the wooden door of the bathroom.

Because of the loud noise, Han Feiling's little brother trembled and urinated a lot.

Yemo was a little taller than him, and stretched out his arms from behind to cover his mouth. The two bodies were close together, more like hugging him from behind.

So, he naturally saw Han Feiling's little move, and couldn't help but chuckled. Then, he passed the other hand through Han Feiling's waist and grabbed it.

It was already softened after urinating, but after this, it immediately became hard again!

At this moment, panting came from the bathroom next door, and Lin Xiaozhai's voice sounded again, in a low voice, "Teacher, ah, the teacher's fingers are so long. Hmm~"

"It's so bloated. Mmm~ Teacher, it's so fast, eh~"

After a while, another deep voice came, "Come out so soon? How long have you been waiting for it, little one?"

"Teacher, uh, I just want to be in the hands of the teacher, eh!!"

Following these voices, Yemo's hand tightened a little.

The voice from next door was still coming.

"Teacher, let me help you... Well, teacher, woo woo woo. Teacher, ugh... Teacher, come in, please? I want the teacher to come in. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ah, ah, ah, ah... um~"

The voice from the next door was louder and louder, and Han Feiling couldn't hold it anymore. He grabbed Ye Mo's vigorous and powerful arm, and couldn't help twisting his waist back and forth.

Want a little faster.Hurry up!

"Ahh~" With this ecstasy, the next door seemed to be over.

Han Feiling staggered and looked down, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.With his mouth covered, he turned his head to look at Yemo behind him.

Yemo looked helpless.

It's over, the male god is probably going to be irritable.

Han Feiling rolled his eyeballs, obviously a little messy. After a while, he simply didn't do anything, fell back, and fell into a coma.

Yemo shook the person in his arms, and understood that this person was actually drunk to death.Then, he lowered his head and glanced at his palm, the gentle touch made him a little shocked.

It's not that he hasn't done it himself before, but it's the first time he's grabbed someone else's.

Feeling good.

He took a deep breath, stood where he was, and after his own slow down, the people next door also packed up and went out.

He simply let Han Feiling sit on the toilet, went outside to clean himself, and then came back, carried him on his back, and left the KTV directly.

After getting into the car, he took out his cell phone and sent Lin He a text message.To put it simply, Peter Pan was drunk, he sent people back first, and then went home by himself.

At the end, I added a sentence, "Don't drive later, find a substitute driver."

Lin He, who was still in the box, saw the text message, and his chest rose and fell three or four times before he finally resisted the urge to smash the phone.

Afterwards, he threw the phone aside, grabbed the wine glass on the table, and said to the old cat beside him, "Come, drink!"

The old cat vomited in the bathroom just now, and said pitifully, "Boss, you drank a lot. Stop drinking."

Lin He was feeling upset right now, and upon hearing this, he threw his wine glass on the table.

"Drink so little that you vomit all over the floor. Are you a man?! Drink! Today the boss pays to train you to drink!"

The old cat looked up at him, and was a little annoyed, "It's okay to say I don't know how to drink, but it's too much to say I'm not a man! Why am I not a man anymore!"

"If you're a man, drink!"

Lin He didn't give him a chance to refute at all, raised the wine glass to his mouth, and directly poured it down.

In fact, the old cat also knew that Lin He liked Yemo very much.However, according to his observation, the male god and the new Peter Pan seem to be getting very close recently.

Especially the look in the eyes of the two of them. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that the two of them are very ambiguous.

Hey, no wonder the boss is unhappy.

Although the boss is usually very funny and hot-eyed, he is also very kind to himself.

With this thought in mind, the old cat stayed with Lin He all night.He is not good enough to drink, but as a listener, he is quite qualified.

Lin He drank and nagged all night, and only the old cat paid him any attention.

Later everyone was about to leave, only the old cat was alone, so he simply sent Lin He back to the rest house.

However, he underestimated Lin He's weight, and almost killed him when he carried him downstairs from the box.

Fortunately, they had already found a substitute driver. They carried the person to the door, and the substitute driver came to help and stuffed Lin He into the car.

The old cat spread out on the back seat, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

When he arrived at the commercial building, the old cat gave the driver an extra 100 yuan, and asked someone to help him carry Lin He into the elevator of the building before finally letting him go.

The old cat helped Lin He into the elevator, and simply threw him on the ground, because he really couldn't carry such a heavy person.

He twisted his wrist, looked down at Lin He who was sitting on the ground, and expressed contempt expressionlessly, "Didn't you say that you won't get drunk after a thousand cups? Why are you so drunk today?"

Lin He raised his arms and grabbed his pants, pulled him into his arms, and hugged his thigh, "Old cat, come! Drink!"

"Don't drink. What to drink! You are drunk!"

Lin He hugged his leg and shook it desperately, "I'm not drunk, I can drink more!"

"Forget about getting drunk!" The old cat felt that he was lacking in ambition, so he shook his hand and punched him on the head.

Lin He hugged his leg, raised his head, looked at the old cat with red eyes, and asked, "Why did you hit me?"

"I didn't hit you. It was a fly." The old cat opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Flies? How big are flies? Don't fool me!"

At this time, the elevator reached the studio floor, and the old cat squatted down, put his hands under his armpits, and dragged him up from the ground.

"Get up, we're here."

"Here! Where are you going?"

Lin He lay on the old cat's shoulder, patted him on the back vigorously, and said in a vague voice, "If you don't go back to the dormitory, you will sleep alone again! Go find the duck!"

Lao Mao's black-rimmed glasses were all crooked by him, so he could barely support him with one hand. After straightening the glasses, he replied, "I'm looking for your sister!"

Lin He raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Looking for your sister? Do you have a sister?"

"No." The old cat dragged the man out of the elevator and headed for the rest room of the studio.

After finally dragging the person into the room, he had no more strength left, and directly threw the person onto the bed.

The old cat scratched his shoulder and sighed, "It almost killed me...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he was dragged down by the person on the bed, and fell on the bed.Then, Lin He's huge body immediately crushed him.

The old cat only felt as if a huge stone was pressing on his chest, and he couldn't breathe, so he could only push him hard, "Boss, get up for me."

Lin He didn't get up, but pressed him tightly, raised his palm and touched his cheek, and suddenly showed a terrible smile.

"Cat, if you don't have a sister, it's better to be you."

The old cat felt that the smile was too intrusive, so he shrank back as much as possible, "You, what are you doing! Ah! Why are you taking my clothes off!"

It was still winter, and the old cat was wearing a short down jacket, and when Lin He pulled it again and again, the zipper collapsed.

"Hey, boss, don't tear my clothes! You pay me!"