Darkest Action

For a moment, only An Lan, Qi Feng and Kong Ling were left in the huge suite.

An Lan asked: "Is that kid really hiding drugs?"

Qi Feng smiled: "It's just a box of vitamin C, my assistant Xiao Ling prepared it for me."

"Are you crazy?" An Lan immediately exploded when he heard this wild operation, "This is fishing law enforcement, aren't you afraid of being complained?"

"Just kidding! My wife has been bullied like this, why worry about complaining?" Qi Feng vowed.

Kong Ling chimed in from the side: "Mr. An, you are wrong to blame Lord Feng. He was joking with you. According to our investigation, this artist named Lin Han is indeed suspected of taking new types of drugs. He was arrested in other places before, but His management company paid for everything. This time we took him directly to the team for a urine test, and with the evidence, he will never run away!"

Qi Feng hurt An Lan: "Look, who did you date back then?"

"Are you full now, are you too free? Do you have to do the anti-drug yourself?" An Lan fought back in time. He glanced at Kong Ling and then at Qi Feng, inexplicably jealous: "Your assistants are really one Sai is so handsome!"

Qi Feng heard that his words were full of displeasure, so he couldn't help laughing, leaning towards An Lan, and biting his ear: "Why, are you jealous? No matter how handsome you are, can you be as handsome as you are? You are everything in my heart." First!"

An Lan shrugged her shoulders, and directly bumped Qi Feng back, but saw him pull out a credit card smartly, and ordered Kong Ling: "Tell the front desk that this room has been canceled and reopened, I will take care of it!"

Kong Ling was ordered to leave, but An Lan promptly reminded: "It's more than 8 yuan a night here, did you burn too much money?"

"It's rare to live with you for one night, so it's still affordable." Qi Feng grabbed An Lan's hand with a smile, only feeling that the other's body temperature was abnormal, and hurriedly asked: "Why are your hands so hot? Do you have a fever?"

During the summer vacation, An Lan had to rush back to cook for the children in addition to commuting to and from get off work every day.Although this state lasted only a week and ended with Jiang Anqi's unilateral suggestion to order food, such troubles in daily life made the vigilant spirit who was invincible in the past exhausted and fell ill.

At this moment, before An Lan could pull out her hand, Qi Feng dragged her to the sofa.

"Sit down, don't move, and have a good rest!" Qi Feng shouted, then turned to Kong Ling and said, "Don't be dazed, go to the person in charge of the hotel, just say that Mr. An is on sick leave today, and ask them to bring some antipyretics over quickly !"

Kong Ling agreed and quickly entered the elevator.

An Lan's suit and trousers were wet with water. Qi Feng knew at a glance that he must have been molested by Deng Tuzi earlier, so he picked up a white handkerchief on the coffee table and patiently wiped it for him. Then, his hands became dishonest, and his movements gradually turned into unbuttoning his clothes.

"Tsk... why don't you take it off, don't turn around and catch a cold again."

"Fuck off!"

An Lan wanted to stand up, but was dragged back to the sofa by Qi Feng.

"I still have to go to work!"

"Hey, it's okay to take a day off. If the people in this hotel dare to make things difficult for you, I will make them fail this year's annual fire inspection!"

"Pull it down, I'm in charge of this business now!"

Qi Feng immediately changed his words: "Baby, why should we be wronged like this? If you really don't want to work in the system, then quit, I can afford you and my daughter."

Seeing that An Lan ignored him at all and wanted to get up and leave again, Qi Feng hurried to pull him away. Unexpectedly, An Lan was already on guard this time, and with a swinging arm pressing hand, he directly twisted one of Qi Feng's arms behind his back.

"It hurts! It hurts..." Qi Feng shouted hastily.

"Nonsense! How can you have a long memory without pain?" An Lan still didn't let go.

"It's a heartache... I've been shot for you!"

This sentence finally attracted An Lan's attention, and slowly relieved the strength in his hand, Fox questioned, "Is it true?"

Qi Feng, who was pressed on the sofa, nodded his head like a pest, but he couldn't even speak.

An Lan finally got a little anxious, and quickly took out her phone: "Hold on, I'll call you an ambulance right away!"

Qi Feng covered his chest with his hands, and waved at him with a distressed face.

An Lan hurriedly leaned over, but as soon as he got close, Qi Feng embraced him tightly with both hands, and kissed half of his face fiercely, and a voice full of laughter came from his ear: "Do you feel sorry for me?"

At that moment, An Lan felt that his three views had been subverted again. Looking at the smiling face that changed in an instant, he couldn't help cursing: "You are fucking sick!"

"That's right, the medicine has always been on you." Qi Feng tightened his arms and said, tightly hugging An Lan in his arms.