President Daddy's spoils me too much

"Do you want to continue drinking?"

"Of course!" He Shaolin responds immediately.

Fu ting and he Shaolin take a taxi and go to the villa on the mountain together. Two men lie on the lawn of the villa yard, looking up at the sky, with many empty beer bottles lying around.

"I brought ningwan and Xiuyu here to set off fireworks." Unknowingly, Fu Ting was already in memory. "I was very happy that night."

He Shaolin looks at Fu ting with his face on his side. "Oh, now you come here to see things and think of people?"

"Ning Wan is not as simple as I thought."

"Do you think Ning Yu is pure and kind? In my eyes of women, Ning Yu is not simple. "

Fu Ting sighed, "I've known her for many years."

"You look like this, I'd like to give you a punch." He Shaolin lay down again, put his hands behind his head, and slowly said, "I see your meaning is very obvious. It's meaningless for me to continue talking. I just hope you don't regret it. Even if you are not with Ning Wan, you can go to other women instead of with Ning Yu! "

After a long silence, Fu Ting never spoke. He Shaolin looked over and saw that his face was dim. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, Fu Ting took out his cell phone and showed it to he Shaolin.

"What?" He Shaolin mumbles and looks carefully after receiving the mobile phone.

Under the fireworks, Fu Ting holds Ning Xiuyu's two calves with both hands. One big and one small are looking up to the sky.

"Who drew it?"

"Ning Wan."

He Shaolin looks a little excited. "I'll go. You say you don't like people. What else do you want to do with their paintings?"

Fu Ting didn't speak. He sat up and grabbed a bottle of beer. One bottle has been drunk, but it's not good. He drinks the second and the third He Shaolin was stunned and seized his wrist. "We, the president of Fuda, have a time to borrow wine to relieve our worries?"

"Let go."

"OK, I'll let go. Drink whatever you like tonight. I'll give my life to accompany the gentleman."

He Shaolin didn't drink much, though. When Fu Ting got drunk, he asked, "who do you love?"

"Ha ha..." Fu Ting raised his head and chuckled, "don't you think I'm drunk? I'm not drunk Not drunk. "

The more people say they are not drunk, the more drunk they are. He Shaolin knows it's time to ask Fu Ting, "ting, tell me the truth, do you like Ning Wan?"

……

The next day, Fu Ting woke up with a splitting headache. What made him feel worse was that he was lying in the same bed with he Shaolin. When he got up, he gave him a good kick.

"I'll go!" He Shaolin gets up angry. "Do you want to kill your best friend in the morning?"

"Don't worry, I don't want you to die." Fu Ting's voice was hoarse and painful. He could not help rubbing his throat.

He Shaolin walked out of bed naked, spit out his tongue and rushed into the bathroom first.

Fu Ting came to the door and knocked, "come out!"

"No, this is not the only washroom for such a big villa!"

"He Shaolin, this is the nest of Hatoyama."

He Shaolin was brushing his teeth and said vaguely, "I'm not a dove, you're not a magpie. I'll show you an interesting video later."

More than 20 minutes later, Fu Ting had breakfast downstairs. He Shaolin put on his clothes and walked down. "Do I look good in this dress?"

Fu Ting clenched the knife and fork and said nothing.

"I know you don't like people wearing your clothes, but I think you have a lot of clothes. I don't care about that much, do you?" He Shaolin sat down in front of him and faced his cold eyes, pretending to be timid. "Don't look at me like that. I changed your clothes because of the smell of alcohol last night. Don't worry. I'll give it back when I've washed it."

"No need."

"OK, that's what I mean." He Shaolin guessed that Fu Tinghui said so, so when looking for clothes, he found a suit with a label on it.

Fu Ting didn't eat much because of his sore throat.

He Shaolin fiddles with his cell phone while eating. "You wait, I'll show you a nice one."

"What?"

He Shaolin took his mobile phone far away, as if he had a taboo to Fu Ting, "just look, don't rob."

In the video, Fu Ting is lying on the grass, his face is red, his eyes are blurred, and he says intermittently, "yes, I'm happy Like Ning Wan, then... "

He didn't finish speaking later, but suddenly he belched.

As he Shaolin expected, Fu Ting stood up to rob the mobile phone.

When his big hand was about to reach out, he Shaolin ran out with his cell phone. "Mr. Fu, I'm going to work first."

Seeing he Shaolin go far away, Fu Ting sits down heavily with his hands on his forehead, and the expression on his face is very complicated. Or, he shouldn't drink with he Shaolin.

Leaving the restaurant, Fu Ting walked to the innermost room on the first floor.

It's a study. There are many books on the bookshelf. There is a picture on the opposite side of the bookshelf. The painting was painted by Ning Wan. The man in the painting laughed so warmly, and the children on his shoulders laughed innocently.Fu Ting stroked the man on the painting and pondered for a long time.

The driver drove him to the company. When he got off, he saw Ning Wan get off the bus.

There were too many people getting off the bus. Ning Wan didn't stand firm and was squeezed out of his shoes. I don't know who kicked the shoe and it fell under the wheel.

Ning Wan reached for it anxiously. The bus started at this time and rolled over with high heels.

"My shoes..." Ning Wan opens her mouth wide.

The foot of the shoe was flattened and lay alone on the road. There are vehicles passing by again, rolling over the shoes again.

Carrying nearly flattened shoes, Ning Wan looks sad. Looking down at her feet, she wants to cry. How can I go to work like this?

A sports car came from a distance, just stopped in front of Ning Wan. When the window fell, Ning Yu smiled and looked at Ning Wan, "what's the matter with you? What's wrong with starting a class in the morning? "

Thinking that the internship is about to end, Ning Wan is too lazy to take care of Ning Yu. She turns around and jumps to Fu Shi.

Ning Yu laughed, "Ning Wan, do you know what you look like?"

Ning Wan's figure is tiny and tells herself not to be fooled by Ning Yu. You can't be angry. You can't be angry.

"You look like a frog with only one leg, ha ha..."

"Ning Yu, you look like an old witch with wrinkled face!"

Pooh - Fu Ting standing in the distance suddenly laughed.

"Who do you say is a wrinkled old witch?"

"You're really old. You can't even hear me clearly. The old witch quickly drives away, not in front of the others."

When the trumpet rang, Ning Yu gave Ning Wan a gasp and had to drive away.

Ning Wan looked up and saw Fu ting in front of him. He was surprised. He just laughed at himself together with his girlfriend?

"Good morning, Mr. Fu." After saying hello, Ning Wan jumped inside.

A colleague seems to be worried about being late. He rushes to Fu's building and accidentally bumps into Ning Wan.

Ning Wan's body is askew, losing balance and falling down.