A few steps back, Luo Xiaojing and Leng Yu fall on the bed together.

"Well..."

The cool temperature covered Luo Xiaojing's dry lips, and a strong breath of wine came with it.

Is the God drunk?

Oh, yes, the party!

Face slightly don't open, she tried to unload the weight on her body, can even push a few times, Leng Yu didn't move.

"Boss, I'll take you back to your room."

Luo Xiaojing difficult squeeze out a few words, unexpectedly Leng Yu hands a close, embrace of her more tightly.

Slightly cold lips across her white delicate face, the whole body exudes hormone breath of the man stopped in her ear.

The magnetic voice penetrated Luo Xiaojing's eardrum: "this is My room. "

Breath burning, lingering in her earlobe, Luo Xiaojing whole ears began to red and hot: "no, it's not."

"Yes." Leng Yu's lips stirred up a determined smile, "that's it."

The drunken God's voice is deadly hoarse. Luo Xiao is about to refute with the palpitation of his heart, and suddenly finds a serious problem.

The big God seems to take her as a pillow. Not only does he hold her more and more tightly, but also the thin cool on his lips moves from his ear to his neck.

It was the most sensitive part of her, and her breath made her shiver.

"Boss, look at me. I'm Luo Xiaojing."

I can't stand it. If she is held like this all the time, she can't guarantee that

"Luo Xiaojing?" The drunken man finally had a reaction, slowly stood up, blurred eyes staring at the woman in front of him, blushing, "Why are you in my room?"

Luo Xiaojing

The big God is right. The whole Nanyuan building is really his.

Taking advantage of this gap, she turned over and slipped out of Leng Yu's arm.

"Boss, I'll go and find you the soup."

Just took a step, the wrist was cold Yu Zuan into the palm: "I let you carve as soon as possible, you carve out?"

“……” If it had not been for Duan Zhenghao, her carving would have been on display at the press conference.

“BOSS……”

As soon as Luo Xiaojing spoke, Leng Yu got up and took her to the door.

He has a lot of strength and a lot of steps. Instead of walking in an arc, he walked in a straight line. He didn't look drunk at all.

"Now go to the carving room and carve. I'll supervise the work myself."

What can be said

Luo Xiaojing

Capitalists really have no humanity. They never forget to crush her when they are drunk.

She wants to struggle, can't earn, go to the door of the studio, but to the extreme Luo Xiaojing bending to press the password.

Leng Yu's long arm just stretched out at this time, put his arms around her waist and carried her around.

"This is my studio. I'm the only one who can open it."

Is this the overbearing nature of being drunk?

After the door opened, her wrist was clenched again. Luo Xiaojing didn't know why Leng Yu could remember the code of the carving room. Anyway, she was pressed by Leng Yu and sat there.

"Let's go."

There is no material. How can we start?

After thinking about it, Luo Xiaojing's eyebrows moved: "boss, the machine hasn't started yet."

If she can't reason with drunk people, she simply won't talk about it. When the machine turns on and the noise rings, Dashen will surely be annoyed and go back to the room to sleep.

"What machine?"

"The carving machine."

Leng Yu's eyes moved to the metal with faint cold light: "this?"

Luo Xiaojing nodded his head.

"I don't know what this is, you tell me."

The black suit was still on him, with only a little wrinkle when he fell on the bed. The indifference between the eyebrows was as before, but it didn't look like a God.

Leng Yu, the head of the Royal decoration, the God with millions of fans, can't know the carving machine?

Wine is really not a good thing.

"Boss, how about opening it first?" But now is not the time to tangle this, Luo Xiaojing now just want to find the sobering medicine, be poured in by the God, and then let him go to sleep.

"Tell me first what these are?"

The drunken God has something cute that Luo Xiaojing never found.

Iceberg face is still, but always a little calm, people can't help laughing.

While speaking, Leng Yu took out the carving tools from the toolbox and threw them on the workbench: "what are these?"

"Carving knife."

"They all look different."

"They are all called carving knives."

Can perfunctory perfunctory, as long as the God can quickly leave the carving room.

And looking at the God with a sharp knife, she was afraid that the drunken God would accidentally cut herself.Reach out to want to grab in the past, Leng Yu a pull knife bag, put down just in the hand of a, and picked up another.

"Why is this head so sharp?"

Leng Yu touched the thin head of the needle with his fingertip, and Luo Xiaojing's heart was about to jump out: "boss, that's the needle. It's used for local polishing and detail smoothing. It can also be used for lettering. Don't move it."

Xu is Luo Xiaojing's voice is too anxious, so Leng Yuzhen obediently puts the needle back into the carving bag.

Luo Xiaojing just breathed a sigh of relief, did not think Leng Yu picked up another: "this?"

"The ladder bar with quick mouth is mainly used for carving oblique section."

The great God Lengyu became Xiaobai Lengyu: "what is the oblique section?"

"For example, the hand and the head of a portrait can be carved with a ladder stick to make the work more detailed."

"And this one?"

"The rolling mound can remove the redundant part and the root part of the material."

People who are drunk and crazy are either crying or making noise, but what about the God? Playing wine crazy is to test her carving knowledge. He must have regarded her as Luo Xiaojing in his study period.

She cried bitterly, but now Dashen was drunk. She couldn't drag Dashen out of the carving room.

"Are these what you call carving machines?"

Leng Yu points to a few things on the other side and asks. Luo Xiaojing holds his chin with one hand and has nothing to love: "those are polishing equipment."

Then Leng Yu, like dissection, asked all the parts of the equipment.

"Rubber mill, leather mound, walking wheel, brush mound, gourd mound, pimp..."

Luo Xiaojing can only answer what the big God asks. She tries to say that she doesn't know. As a result, Leng Yu's chilly eyes come over, and she immediately withers.

Even the drunken God is still full of deterrent power.

"So you're good at carving?"

Asked a circle down, the God finally did not test her knowledge of carving tools.

Luo Xiaojing said with a smile: "not very good at carving, but can carve some works."

Leng Yu frowned: "so you can't carve out abundant?"

“……” She wants to cry for help!

"Yes, I can't carve it out." Luo Xiaojing bit his teeth, then he said along with the great God.

"It's going to make up classes all night." Before the words fall, Leng Yu pulls Luo Xiaojing away.

Finally out of the carving room and studio, Luo Xiaojing is relieved to think about how to pacify the God, and then go to find him some medicine to wake him up. Unexpectedly, he takes Luo Xiaojing back to her room with his long legs stretched out, closes the door, and walks towards her bathroom