Chapter 22: Friend's Wife Can't Play (6)

The drunk and drunk Feng Xinyang was taken into the bathtub by He Qing and Yan Xizhi, who was disgusted by the eyes. While helping Feng Xinyang to undress, Yan Xizhi's sensitive discovery, the youth's face was quietly stained with blush.
His eyes moved slightly, and he deliberately asked him: "Will you help him wash or will I help him later?"
He Qing's face was even redder, and she was embarrassed with some whispers: "Come on, let me clean up the downstairs."
This reaction made Yan Xizhi suddenly interested, could it be that the two of them had not been in bed yet?
No! Isn't Feng Xinyang always a carnivore?
Yan Xizhi looked at the young man with red cheeks with interest. When he walked back, he looked down at his friend who was sleeping. His face fell down suddenly. When did he take a shower for others? Meaning to rush with the shower, the star Yan swallowed Feng Xinyang in the bathtub and swaggered out.
Anyway, the bathtub is intelligent and will not overwhelm this product.
When he went downstairs, he happened to see He Qing was dragging the floor. When he saw him come down, the young man was stunned: "Xi Zhi, Xinyang..."
"It's okay, he woke up, and I let him wash himself." Yan Xizhi panicked without guilt, his long legs stepped down the steps, "A Qing, let me help you clean up."
"No need." Wen Tunqing Qingxiu's face was embarrassed, "This is Xinyang, or I'll clean it up. It's dirty here, so don't stop."
Yan Xizhi directly ignored the first sentence and showed a slightly charming smile to the young man. He was originally a boy and a girl, and he put on makeup on his face again. Such a smile looked very confusing.
A beautiful man with an unfavorable appearance bumped into the iron plate this time. When he saw him smile, the young man didn't understand and smiled back. Then he continued to bend down and drag the floor, without looking at the man at the stairs again.
The smile on Yan Xizhi's face gradually faded. He had never been down the stairs with such a disregarded man's eyes. After thinking for a while, he seemed to do something unintentionally: "A Qing, wait until Xinyang wakes up, please persuade me He, although he was kicked out of the house, he still had debts on his body, even if he was decadent, he had to get up and pay his debts quickly!"
The word debt was heavily bitten by him. Sure enough, the words just fell. He Qing asked him with a surprised expression: "Xinyang is in debt?"
"Yeah." Yan Xizhi's mouth was somewhat proud of wanting to be lifted, and he was quickly concealed by him to cover up: "Xinyang used to use his credit card for eating, drinking and playing at home. This time he was kicked out and the credit card was also Stopped, the money I spent some time ago was only one or two hundred thousand. Now that the family is unreliable, he can only pay it back by himself."
Of course these are all made by him blindly.
Feng Xinyang was kicked out this time, it was because his grandfather suffered the most stroke, the credit card was stopped, but for Feng Xinyang, who has Feng family shares and a large legacy of his mother, one or two hundred thousand is really a small amount of money. However, this money is a huge sum of money for young doctors.
Turn your face, turn your face immediately!
Yan Xizhi rubbed his head in anticipation, and then saw the young doctor lower his head and meditate for a few seconds, "I have also saved some money in these years, first I paid off the debt, and I will talk about it later."
Expecting to wait for He Qing to turn over and turn into Yan Xizhi, he was stunned. His beautiful face was covered with haze, but it dissipated instantly under the gaze of the young people, and squeezed a somewhat reluctant smile.
【Ding! Yan Xi's favor: 75】

When Feng Xinyang woke up, he was surprised to find that he was actually in bed, and he was put on comfortable pajamas, which was nothing like what Yanxi's guy could do.
He hadn't had a lot of energy, and his hands and feet were struggling to think of it. There was a cold voice beside him, "Wake up? Did you sleep well?"
Feng Xinyang looked suspiciously at the place where the sound came out. Yan Xizhi looked at his uncomfortable expression and rested on the chair beside the bed. He frowned slightly, struggling to sit up, "You, you sour tone what happened."
"Who's sour, now that I'm awake, I'll take care of the furniture you destroyed in the past few days, and I'll figure it out for 15 to 10!"
Feng Xinyang finally sat up hard. He frowned and looked at his clean and refreshing clothes. He was not sure to look at his friend: "Do you change the clothes for me?"
"you guess."
"Why are you so yin and yang today..." Feng Xinyang's words were not finished yet, there was a footstep outside the door, and He Qing walked in with a bowl of soup carefully, and saw him wake up and walk to the bed with surprise: " Xinyang, you are awake! Come and drink this bowl of decoction soup, my father used to drink this when he was drunk, it works."
Feng Xinyang looked confused at the young man who carefully delivered Tang to his hand, "A Qing? Why are you here?"
"I'm going to find Xizhi. Please ask him to bring me." Heun asked him, and Wentong Youth had some uneasiness on his face: "Xinyang, don't be angry. I can't get in touch with you before I went to Xizhi for help." of."
Although he was still confused, Feng Xinyang showed a soothing smile when he looked at the youth with a slightly disturbed look: "I didn't blame you. Is this a sober soup made by A Qing? It looks good."
The young man pursed his lips shyly, "This is what I learned from my mother. My dad has a headache every time he finishes drinking, just drink it while it's hot."
"Ok, thank you A Qing..."
"I'll blow you up..."
In their ears, the two murmured and filled with tenderness and affection. Yan Xizhi sat next to him, and suddenly a sulking breath rose in his heart, "I'm going out first, you talk slowly."
Feng Xinyang enunciated without raising his head. In the warm words of Dr. Qingxiu, he drank sobering soup and looked at the fox friends who had seen the "forgotten the meaning". Yan Xizhi looked at the young man unwillingly. He turned sideways and revealed The white neck, which made people want to kiss wantonly, turned around, and finally went out with a sullen face.
After Yanxi left, He Qing looked at the lover who bowed his head and drank soup with a little hesitation, "Xinyang, don't worry, I have saved some money in recent years, even if it's not enough, if we try harder, we can always It got back."
Feng Xinyang looked up in doubt: "What?"
Thinking that he wanted to hide himself, the youth brought these attachments in his arms: "City of Xi told me that you owe one or two hundred thousand, it doesn't matter, as long as you are good, nothing matters. "
Feng Xinyang grabbed the young man, "I? I owe one or two hundred thousand?"
Who does he owe? Even if he owes, one or two hundred thousand, what is it? What did this kid Yan Xizhi talk nonsense?
The person in his arms is still slowly calculating: "I now have 150,000 on hand, and there is a suite in my hometown. I have been idle for a long time. If it is not enough, then the house should be sold enough."
"Wait until the money is paid, let's change the city and start again, okay?" He Qing hugged the man tightly, fearing he wouldn't think about it.
Embraced tightly, Feng Xinyang, who was confused and listening to his boyfriend's accounts, didn't quite understand what gave A Qing the debt illusion, but this did not prevent his heart from warming.
It turned out that being loved by one person was such a feeling.
He bowed his head slightly, leaning closer to the young man's lips.
【Ding! Feng Xinyang's favor: 75】
Holding the young man tightly and leaning in his arms, Feng Xinyang's dull brain slowed down slowly after drunk, A Qing has been stared at by Yan Xizhi.
But now he doesn't want to share the person in front of him anymore. He smells the scent of soap from the young doctor. Feng Xinyang's drunk voice is hoarse: "A Qing, take me back to your house."
Stay here, who knows what Yanxi's unruly guy will do!
He Qing didn't ask a word, nodded obediently, "Okay."
One of Yanxi's faces stood sullenly, staring closely at their backs.
The game has started, how can I quit halfway?
What's more, thinking of the youth spoiling Feng Xinyang's gaze no matter what happened, Yan Xizhi pulled a sneer, if A Qing knew why Feng Xinyang approached him--