He rubbed it with his hands, then used his spiritual energy and was shocked.

Finally, the spiritual energy turned into water and rubbed his face hard with ice water.

Only then did I feel my spirit suddenly become excited.

Just wearing Fang Che's nightgown, holding a white towel in his hand and walking out the door while wiping his hair. He came to the study while wiping his hair. He saw Fang Che looking up at him.

"Mr. Yun, you're like this..."

Fang Che was speechless: "It's like what I did to you last night...it's easy to misunderstand."

"Get out!"

Feng Yun cursed: "Stop these three people, I will do whatever they want to do!"

"Tsk...Yun Shao's taste is indeed different."

Feng Yun looked at the Taishi chair, so he pulled out a recliner from his space ring, lay down carelessly, fell back without any image, and sighed: "Mr. Fang, no wonder he wants to lie flat now. If he doesn't work hard and doesn't want to sleep, he's just comfortable."

Fang Che was startled, waved his hand and threw it out of the soundproof barrier, twisted his face and said, "What's the name of Mr. Fang? You want me to die!"

“It’s okay here.”

Feng Yun said lazyly: "Master Sun protector is here, and he has already blocked you as if you are a treasure."

He lay on the chair, and he was sleepy and showed a sleepy attitude.

Fang Che couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that you have realized great enlightenment? Have you put down something and seen something? Your mood suddenly changed, right?"

Feng Yun was lying on the lounge chair, squinting his eyes and enjoying it. After a moment, he whispered like smoke and mist: "Ye Demon, since you met me, you have seen all the scandals in my family. It really makes you laugh."

He is casual.

But this sentence means indescribable.

All kinds of flavors are mixed.

Fang Che smiled and said, "Who hasn't had any ugly things yet? But does yours have one?"

Feng Yun sighed, raised his neck and looked at Fang Che, and said, "You are so formal about speaking like this."

He actually pulled out a recliner that was exactly the same as his lying down from the ring, placed it beside him, patted him and said, "Lying up, let's talk together, while you feel comfortable."

Fang Che was not polite, and lay down directly, feeling like he had entered a cradle.

The arc is just right.

Unspeakable comfort.

I couldn't help but exclaim: "Mr. Yun is much more comfortable than what I bought from the market. Let's leave these two hands behind when I leave."

Feng Yun lay down and said, "Leave twenty handfuls for you. Let you shake them to your heart's content! Alright?"

"Then I won't say thank you."

Fang Che smiled, leaned his head on the recliner, and his feet were on the pedestal, feeling very comfortable all over.

"It's still everyone's son who will enjoy it."

Fang Che exclaimed.

Feng Yun shook, but his eyes became confused and said, "You don't have anything to ask me?"

"No. No interest."

Fang Che shook his head simply.

"You are not interested, but I have a lot of things to say!"

Feng Yun lay down, closed his eyes and said slowly: "If you don't let me say it and don't want to listen, then I'm going crazy... going crazy!"

Fang Che laughed and said, "Just just say it as a joke? You can say whatever you want. I listened carefully. There were wine and food in my ring, so I just lay down and drank, drinking, talking and listening."

“It’s good.”

Feng Yun agrees.

Then I asked: "You just listen, but it's not possible. You must participate in the topic and constantly show your presence. Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable if I say it myself and don't respond."

"No problem. Today, everything will cooperate with you because you are in a bad mood."

Fang Che took out the wine and found that it was not easy to drink while lying down.

So I thought of a way, put a jar next to each other, and then made two long straws with iron sheets.

It is inserted into the jar, reaching the bottom of the jar, and bent the other side, just around the mouth. It is three inches longer than the entrance.

I just lay down like this, took a little harder and a sip of wine came.

When you don’t want to drink, turn your face and turn the straw in a direction. When you want to drink, turn your face and turn the straw in a straight way, so that the back of your head will not have to leave the recliner pillow.

Feng Yun exclaimed: "Ye Demon! This is really a stroke of magic! This is so comfortable, you are a great inventor! I must hold this tube when I go back! This is so convenient!"
Chapter completed!