The daily life of a wealthy family

Wei An took a shower, wrapped in a bathrobe, and was wiping his hair with a towel. He stepped out of the bathroom and looked up to see Feng Yan drinking.

The light in the bedroom was dimmed by Feng Yan at some point. Under the dim light, Feng Yan was leaning on the waist-high wine table, holding a tall glass in his hand, and the scarlet red wine swirled in the transparent glass. After dancing, Feng Yan raised his head, revealing his slender neck, his Adam's apple moved, and the wine entered Feng Yan's belly like this.

Against the shadow of the lamp, Wei An couldn't help swallowing, and he didn't know if he was greedy for the legendary wine from the Western Regions, or because of other reasons.

Wei An, whose drowsiness had just been washed away by a hot bath, saw such a seductive and confusing scene when he came out of the water mist. Wei An walked over by accident, and he saw the wine table There was a glass of wine on the table, probably Feng Yan prepared it for him, right?

Wei An didn't bother with this problem either. He picked up the wine glass to imitate Feng Yan, shook it, raised his head, took a sip, and then poured it into his mouth, a little eager, a little eager...

Feng Yan was distracted, thinking about how to coax Wei An to drink that glass of wine; when he realized someone was approaching, he took a closer look and saw Wei An's bewitched eyes, the glass of red wine on the table was already empty .

Feng Yan's pupils narrowed slightly, looking at Wei An's slightly red face, his throat was a little dry, and it took him a long time to speak.

"Wei An, you... drank this wine?"

Wei An felt that he was probably drunk, or why he was dizzy and dizzy, and there were several Feng Yan in front of him.

Wei An smiled stupidly, and said: "Yes, wine from the Western Regions is a rare good thing. I have never drank it, so I must try it. It tastes really good, as delicious as the one in the legend... It is said that this wine from the Western Regions is not good to drink, but it has enough stamina..."

"Hi, I've just had a stomachache, why is my alcohol so strong... When did my drinking capacity get so bad... I can't do it, I'm so dizzy, I have to lie down..." Wei An felt a little unsteady .

"you you……"

Feng Yan didn't know what to say for a long time, he closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, then walked to Wei An's side, supported him who was crumbling, but sighed in his heart: How could there be such a person?Before he even made a move, this man hit the gun!

Such a person will only make Feng Yan feel even more despicable!

After a while, Wei An was so drunk that he passed out.

Feng Yan hugged Wei An on the bed, looked at him in a deep sleep, and murmured: "It's not because you're fast, or because you're poor at drinking, it's because I drugged you, idiot!"

It was such a fool that made him feel guilty.

Feng Yao came very quickly. When she knocked on the door and entered the room, she saw Feng Yan sitting on the edge of the bed blankly looking at Wei An in a daze. Feng Yao was a little surprised. Every time she came before, although the third brother was a little bored, But it never looked like this.

Like pity, reluctance?

Did the third brother really like this man?

Feng Yao called softly: "Third Brother..."

Feng Yan snapped back to his senses, seeing that it was Feng Yao with a small box on his shoulders, he was afraid to look directly at it.

"It's coming, let's start when we're here, he just fell asleep." Feng Yan returned to his usual calm look.

Feng Yao looked at Wei An on the bed, sleeping extremely peacefully.

"Brother An slept really soundly." Feng Yao opened the small wooden box, and took out rubber hoses, needles and other things with familiar movements.

Feng Yan said coldly: "Of course I slept soundly after taking sleeping pills." Feng Yan laughed at himself for being despicable.

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, feeling that she shouldn't speak, she came to the bedside, looked at her third brother cautiously, and asked: "Third brother, I'm starting..."

Feng Yan took a deep breath, looked away, and said: "Okay, take it easy."

At the end, he added a superfluous sentence: "I was afraid that you would wake him up from the pain."

The third brother today is really a little different.

In the past, Feng Yao would have joked that she should trust her professionalism.

Fengyao is a forensic doctor, and she just pricks needles to draw blood, which is simply overkill.

However, Feng Yao wisely didn't say anything, and quickly drew a pack of blood.Then, using the same method, a bag of blood was drawn from Feng Yan who was sitting on the sofa, and put into a small wooden box.

Finally, Feng Yao transfused the blood drawn from Wei An's body into Feng Yan's.

The whole journey took less than half an hour, but Feng Yao found herself covered in cold sweat.

The third brother's eyes are really cold!

After packing up her tools, Feng Yao was about to leave. Before she left, she couldn't help but said, "Third brother, you are actually husband and wife. If you really love Brother An, why don't you...cough cough...early Let's go to the room..."

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