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Duan Feifan stared at Dong Kun's eyes for two seconds.

All were shining tears. This man was so excited that he could easily burst into tears when he was drunk. Last time he drank high, he talked about the good school food. He thought he was hungry if he didn't know.

At this moment, I couldn't see the look behind his tears. I couldn't tell whether his words were literal or had other profound meanings.

"Drink." Duan Feifan and him had another cup.

He decided to drink this man before he fell down.

No matter whether Dong Kun has any other meaning in his words, he cannot let Dong Kun say it out now.

Jiang Kuo was actually fascinated by this matter. Although he could see that he was very happy and had never stopped touching him, he obviously had never thought about it. After all, since he was exposed to this point, there was not much time for him to think about it.

Jiang Kuo, who is impulsive, needs to give him some time.

"Don't interrupt," Dong Kun pointed at him. The wine in the cup was shaking in his hand. "If you had any problems before, you would discuss with us first. I know, you don't say all of them. You hide many things in your heart. You won't say them."

"I'm fine..." Duan Feifan climbed his shoulders and pulled him aside, looking like Ding Zhe and Liu Pang. They were two other drunkards who were crying and telling their hearts.

"We understand if you don't say it," said Dong Kun, "But as a friend, what do friends do? It's just for listening to your pussy..."

"Well," Duan Feifan patted his back. Although Dong Kun's tongue was getting bigger, he still felt very warm in his heart when he said this. "I know, I know."

"You don't know!" Dong Kun interrupted him, "Don't go far with us, do you know? Is there anything we can't know? Will we cheat you or you?"

"I understand, I understand." Duan Feifan smiled.

Going further and further.

Maybe I think he has a closer relationship with Jiang Kuo. As for whether he has found anything else, I can't hear these words.

But just by saying this, it was his other consideration. For Jiang Kuo, the role model group is his best friends in school. Compared with his roommates of 119, these are more friends.

Regardless of whether Jiang Kuo cares or not, there are only a few friends.

As for the role model group, although Jiang Kuo is also a friend and has a good relationship, if something happens to him, these people will definitely help with it with all their strength, but the intimacy of the relationship is always in that delicate five plus one.

This is not just a matter of how long it takes to know each other, but more of it is that Jiang Kuo and them are not the same type of people. For them, Jiang Kuo is a friendly and rich second-generation master who is worthy of their loyalty.

If their relationship is made public to the role models in this state, it may be even more difficult for Jiang Kuo to get rid of this five plus one.

Duan Feifan could not be sure whether Jiang Kuo cared about these things. After all, it was unknown whether they would have any connections in four years.

But Jiang Kuo is a person who is super sensitive when he should be sensitive. Once such a relationship occurs, he will definitely feel it. No matter how hard he doesn't care, he will not feel too comfortable.

Let’s have more buffering time, give it to Jiang Kuo and these friends.

Dong Kun finished two or three glasses of wine and couldn't say the whole thing anymore, but he was still slapped on Duan Feifan's shoulders, and Duan Feifan kept slapping on his back.

Duan Feifan felt that he was doing well, so he was so shocked that he was dizzy when he took a photo. He probably wouldn't have to go to the hotel.

Fortunately, Lu Shi asked the hotel to drive a car and was already at the entrance of the hotel.

"Ding Zhe!" Liu Pang shouted, "Have you checked out?"

"It's over!" Ding Zhe waved his hand, "Can you still stand up? Let's go."

"Let's go," Dong Kun still hugged Duan Feifan's shoulder. He used to talk to him. Now that he let go, he probably won't be able to walk. But when he saw Jiang Kuo, Dong Kun waved his hand again, "Can you still go? If you can't leave, I will help you."

"Yes." Jiang Kuo stood by the door and watched them laugh, "Can you two walk to the door? I can't find you a mattress."

"I'm okay." Duan Feifan said, "It's okay to get to the room."

"I'm a little taller today," Jiang Kuo pinched his eyebrows and followed them. "I have a lot of alcohol and I've drunk too much."

"Drink all the wine they have stored in," Lu Shi's voice was still very bright. "It's good that I'll drink it all, otherwise I'll have to ask the security team to come and carry the people."

"I think you've drunk a lot." Jiang Kuo glanced at her.

"Yes, I'm happy. I've also stepped on the model step now. Do you know?" Lu Shi said with a smile, "I'm still talking about sweat steaming, tomorrow."

"These people will get up tomorrow at noon," Da Cannon was the most sober among all. He held a scarf and glove that he didn't know who would throw down, and a backpack. "I won't wait for you tomorrow. I went skiing directly, and I didn't slip today."

After Da Cannon said that, he glanced at Jiang Kuo.

"I guess I can get up early. I'll go find you after I finish packing up." Jiang Kuo said with a smile.

"Ha." Dapao snorted, looking disbelieving.

The car they drove was thrown into the hotel parking lot, and a group of people took the minibus called by Lu Shi and returned to the hotel.

Jiang Kuo originally wanted to go back to his room directly, but he always felt that Dong Kun should have seen something, but he was not sure whether Duan Feifan would like to let these people know so quickly, so he thought about avoiding it.

Besides, Duan Feifan is not able to do it now. He probably would have to lie down immediately after he was in the room. Even if he wanted to stay with Duan Feifan for a while, he would not be able to speak.

But it was a bit difficult for a few people to tossed each other by Da Cannon, so he could only take everyone into the room and throw them into the living room.

"What," Da Cannon looked at the person who was standing on the sofa, "Do you still need to drag you into the house?"

"No, Brother Pao," Ding Zhe waved his hand, "just throw it here, you can rest."

"Don't take off your coat," said Da Cannon, "I fell asleep at night and had no cover."

Ding Zhe used his last bit of consciousness to compare ok.

Jiang Kuo walked over and looked at Duan Feifan leaning against the sofa.

Duan Feifan had already closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. He reached out and shook his hand in front of Duan Feifan's eyes, but he did not respond.

"Learn down." Jiang Kuo is also a little too heavy now. It is unlikely to pull Duan Feifan into the room on the second floor and drag it onto the bed.

He pulled Duan Feifan down, then pulled the clothes on his shoulder and pulled them to the head of the sofa. Duan Feifan's clothes were lifted up by him, revealing a large part of his waist.

He looked at Duan Feifan's waist and looked around at the light of light. The cannon returned to the house. The role models at the scene were all slumped on the sofa and the ground. Although they didn't move, they would make humming sounds from time to time. It was impossible to determine whether they were awake or asleep.

"Duan Feifan?" Jiang Kuo called Duan Feifan and patted his face again.

Duan Feifan naturally didn't respond. He didn't want to look at Duan Feifan's reaction, he just made some noise and saw other people's reactions.

None of the people moved, and they still hummed and Pang Liu even burped.

Jiang Kuo cleared his throat, reached out and placed his hand on Duan Feifan's stomach.

Duan Feifan's hands were cold, but his stomach was very warm and heaving and undulating.

He quickly glanced around him, rubbed Duan Feifan's stomach, then quickly went up and reached into his clothes to touch his scars.

Duan Feifan's scar is quite...sexy, he scratched his fingers along the direction of the scar.

The door upstairs suddenly rang, probably a cannon came out.

Then the sound of footsteps came as the sound of the cannon: "Jiang Kuo."

Jiang Kuo was shocked and felt panic as if he was caught on the spot. In addition, he felt a little dizzy after drinking too much. He fell directly on his way.

In order to avoid any unscrupulous misunderstandings caused by placing his face on Duan Feifan's stomach, he had to use his hands to support Duan Feifan's stomach.

"Uh..." Duan Feifan was pressed by him and let out a tragic wailing sound.

He stood firmly with the backrest of the sofa and looked upstairs. The cannon stood on the railing and looked at him with a puzzled look: "What are you doing? CPR?"

"No." Jiang Kuo rolled Duan Feifan's clothes down, took another pillow and placed it on his stomach.

"...This is useless. It's just like catching a cold," said Da Cannon, "How good it would be to put your coat on it."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo nodded and pressed the button of the coat on his belly.

"Why don't you deal with those people?" said Dapao.

Jiang Kuo stood up and looked at him: "Get out."

"Okay, hurry back to the house and sleep," Dapao waved his hand, "I can't wake up tonight. When will I still be so considerate? I have known you for more than ten years and have not enjoyed this treatment."

"Shut up." Jiang Kuo turned around and walked quickly towards the door, kicking Sun Jiheng's leg in the middle of the road and almost fell.

Duan Feifan felt that he hadn't slept all night, and he kept running in his dream, and he didn't know what was chasing him, and he couldn't even be sure if there was something chasing him.

Anyway, I just ran, and I couldn't take any steps. I ran as fast as 0.5 times. I ran for a long time with a hurry, and when I saw it, I got up several steps.

When he woke up from anxiety and irritation, he didn't care what his condition was. He raised his legs and kicked them in the air a few times to relieve his hatred.

"Awesome," Ding Zhe's voice came from next to him, "This is the first time you can exercise before opening your eyes, otherwise you'd say your health is better than us."

Duan Feifan turned his head and saw Ding Zhe sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa next to him, looking unwaking.

"Where are them?" he asked.

"Just getting up, I'm going to wash up," Ding Zhe rubbed his hair, "The cannon asked us to go directly to the ski resort after we finished packing. He and Jiang Kuo had already gone to skate."

"Jiang Kuo has risen?" Duan Feifan sat up, "Don't he drink too much?"

"The alcohol tolerance is better than ours," said Ding Zhe. "They could get us back in the house yesterday."

Duan Feifan quickly took out his cell phone and took a look. It was almost twelve o'clock noon.

He jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs: "I'll take a shower."

When he entered the house, he sent a message to Jiang Kuo. He wanted to call him, but he was afraid that Jiang Kuo was slipping.

【Instructions are as follows】I just woke up, are you slipping

As soon as he put down his phone, he walked into the bathroom, and there was news coming in on his phone. He ran out and picked up his phone.

【jk921】I'm resting now, are they all getting up

【Instructions are as follows】I've gotten up and washed up, I'll go directly to find you later

【jk921】Lu Shi told the front desk that the car took you to the cable car on the intermediate road.

【Instructions as follows】Yes

【jk921】?
To be continued...