Loyal Dog Cultivation Tutorial

Murong Feng's face darkened: "I'm going back to the mansion in two days, can't you be more honest at home?"

He was not busy for only a few days throughout the year, but he became busy after being sluggish.

Lin Hanzhi smiled apologetically, lowered his head and kissed the other party carefully: "Ah Feng, if I come back too late, you can come and pick me up, okay?"

"What time do you want to come back!" Murong Fengshan was about to come.

"Well, I'm going to sing after dinner..." Every year, I go to play cards after singing, but this year it has decreased by the same amount.

"..." Murong Feng suppressed his dissatisfaction, "If you don't want to sleep on the street in the middle of the night, come back early!"

oh!Lin Hanzhi changed his clothes in a good temper and went out.

No matter how dissatisfied Murong Feng was, he drove the people to the place. When Lin Hanzhi got out of the car, he asked, "Do you really not want to go? You can bring your family members to the party."

cut!family!A warm look flashed in Murong's eyes, he wanted to laugh but held back, his normally tough face softened a bit, but in the end he couldn't hold back, dragged the person over and kissed him hard for a while before getting out of the car.

In fact, Murong Feng himself knew that even if he attended a gathering of a group of princelings, he was used to being straight-faced. If he sat at the table with Lin Hanzhi, there would probably be no fun atmosphere.

So, let the stinky sheep be free for a day.

This freedom lasted until two o'clock in the morning.

After twelve o'clock, Murong Feng started calling to find someone, but found that the calls couldn't be answered, he thought he was playing crazy!

Until Lin Hanzhi called at two o'clock, the voice on the other end of the phone was a bit messy, it was indeed singing, Lin Hanzhi's voice was soft: "Ah Feng, I drank too much..."

Murong Feng put on his coat and went out: "Where is he?" By the time Lin Hanzhi said the exact location slowly, the car was already on the road.

Lin Hanzhi's drinking capacity can be summed up in four words, that is bottomless.

When the two first got together, Murong Feng took him to a party, and he also wanted to see what this man looked like in front of others, so he didn't interfere with the toast, persuasion and fight for the "new love" of Young Master Murong. Don't look at the guy who looks like a good man at home, but there is no taboo when drinking. You can drink white wine, beer and foreign wine separately or mix them in. The key is that you don't have to go to the toilet.

Murong Feng secretly estimated that he was no match.

Later, I didn't pay much attention to it. Alcohol, even if there is a lot of alcohol, can hurt the body, so the sheep are under strict control and basically can't touch alcohol. No.

He is the typical kind of person who picks it up, drinks it, puts it down and forgets it.

This kind of person, he himself said that he drank too much... Then how much did he drink!

It was true that Lin Hanzhi had drunk too much, and he called again on the way: "Ah Feng, you haven't arrived yet?"

"Hurry up, are you feeling bad? Don't drink tea, ask the waiter for some hot water." Murong Feng couldn't help laughing while worrying, he had never seen such a nagging sheep.

"Oh," Lin Hanzhi agreed, "Then come quickly, I'll wait for you while singing."

hang up the phone.

There was no one else in the car, Murong Feng finally couldn't help laughing.

If the sheep sing—hope there will be one alive when he goes later.

When Murong Feng opened the door and came in, he saw Lin Hanzhi singing. In the ultra-luxury private room, a row of people fell on the circular sofa.

"I sang it all down for you?"

"No, I drank it all down!" Lin Hanzhi replied with a smile. The table was full of empty wine bottles, and he didn't know how much he drank.

Murong Feng raised his eyebrows, "Wheel P" a group of people fighting against you?

Lin Hanzhi shook his head, "Group P." A group of people fought together.

...Murong Feng was speechless.

So Mr. Sheep finally won a dirty competition with Young Master Murong while drinking too much, but unfortunately, he himself didn't have much memory.

Sheep, he seldom laughed so much.

Very, very happy.

Murong Feng raised his hand to caress the face of the person who was close at hand. Lin Hanzhi's face was a little hot, and in the dim light, it glowed faintly like fine porcelain.

It was still a face that lacked masculine dominance, but it was unexpectedly more amorous and beautiful.

He picked up a bottle of undrinked wine and put his arms around the other person's waist and sat down on the sofa, "If you haven't sung enough, then sing."

So Lin Hanzhi happily sang two more songs, and after realizing it, he turned around and asked, "Do you want to hear me sing?"

"Unfortunately, I'm the only listener. Those—" Murong Feng pointed, "You sang to death."

"Well," Lin Hanzhi thought about it, and said solemnly: "My fans," also imitating Young Master Murong's pointing: "It's everywhere."

So Young Master Murong took a mouthful of beer and almost spit it out, and nodded seriously: "Sheep, you're popular."

"Hehe, it's okay, you are so popular, I like you too~"

After Lin Hanzhi said such a light and flirtatious sentence, he left Eldest Murong, who was stupefied because of his unintentional confession, and went to sing again.

Speaking of which, this sheep is simply wonderful, he can sing all kinds of songs, and his singing is neither out of tune nor unpleasant, but somehow he can't get along with the music, so no matter how he sings, it is just noise.

But he feels that he is not an artist anyway, so what he sings is a matter of course, so if there is something he doesn't know and asked him to sing, he will not refuse too much...

It didn't take long for everyone to know that he sang badly.

You know, there is probably only one person who has a tender face and sings songs that can freeze a person's internal organs into ice slag with all his heart.

After that, all of Lin Hanzhi's voices became lingering sounds in the ears of Young Master Murong. Reason told him that it was obviously not pleasant, but somehow it was extremely pleasing to the ear.

Murong Feng threw out the tips, and the waiter happily helped a group of drunken guys upstairs to the rooms they had booked earlier. Lin Hanzhi opened his eyes a little confused, and watched until the last person was settled. Then obediently got into the car with Murong Feng.

Murong Feng was puzzled, "Did you really drink too much?" No one drank too much, and it was just right for him to make a fuss when he needed it.

"Yeah!" Sheep nodded softly, "I see you have two shadows."

"..." He frowned to express his disbelief.

"I'm a good drinker, so I don't make trouble, and I don't get motion sickness if I drink too much, but I may not remember it when I wake up tomorrow."

"..." He frowned and curled his lips to express disbelief and incomprehension.

He was ready for the car to be vomited in a mess, but he didn't faint?

"Well, trust me, Afeng."

"..." Murong Feng had a flash of inspiration, and tapped the other party's rosy lips with his finger, "If you use this to make it for me once, I'll believe it."

"Huh? In fact, it's okay if Afeng doesn't believe it?" Sheep thought about it and said.

Come on!He also said that he was drunk and refused to eat at all!

"But you can do it once if you like!"

grass!Sure enough, he was drunk!

The two went home and rolled onto the bed, and when seeing Lin Hanzhi really bent over him, Murong Feng suddenly felt a little distressed.

The way I kept in my heart because the other party didn't want it before.

But when he really did it, he found that he didn't seem willing to let that warm and soft person use this method to help him feel happy.

The man was half kneeling at his feet. From his angle, he could only see the softer black hair and white forehead after taking a bath. His eyebrows were slightly frowned. His movements were a little jerky and difficult, but they were very serious.

Reach out to touch each other's hair.

Seeing that the other party paused for a moment and looked up at him and smiled, Murong Feng's heart suddenly ached.

That sheep, it should be, put it in my arms and love it.

Instead, in this humble way.

"...Okay, sheep, change to something else."

He stretched out his hand to pull the other party, but Lin Hanzhi responded by holding his hand tightly.

It's not that no one has done this to Murong Feng before, all the people in the past, including Luo Shi, have done better than Lin Hanzhi in flattering the bed.

But somehow, this time.

Maybe it's the reddish cheeks of the other party, maybe it's the hand that the other party holds tightly with him, or maybe it's the slightly sad gesture of frowning.

It has never been like this before, removing the pure sensory enjoyment, but reaching the apex so quickly.