What the hell, what are you

Wen Yan sat up with difficulty and looked around. His original clothes and a few unfamiliar clothes were scattered around. It seemed that he could only go down to get the clean clothes in the suitcase by himself.

Before getting up, the door of the room was opened. Although the eyes of the man who came in were a bit cold, it was not scary. Wen Yan recognized that this man was the man who had been entangled with him all night yesterday. .

In fact, Bai Feng got angry early in the morning, so he went to the back kitchen and asked the kitchen to cook some Chinese food. When he came in, he saw the young man sitting on the bed with no clothes on. The bruises and bruises of the marks are particularly obvious.

"Wait for my order and then come in." Bai Feng ordered to the food delivery person behind him, then walked in and picked up the white shirt he had prepared in advance and handed it to the young man.

Wen Yan did not refuse, and put on the clothes he gave in front of the other party without twitching. From the texture of the clothes, Wen Yan knew that the clothes were definitely cut by famous masters.

"Let the cook make some Chinese food, it may not be so authentic, but you should eat some first."

Hearing Bai Feng's words, the head chef of Langos Hotel walked in pushing the dining table. The chef hooked his back as if he was a little scared. Wen Yan naturally didn't know that if he said the words "unpalatable" or "average", maybe the chef would I just can't get along in the catering industry.

Fortunately, Wen Yan's requirements for porridge are not too high, and no matter how it is made of porridge, it will not be too unpalatable, so he nodded in satisfaction after eating.

The chef left with his food after Wen Yan finished eating, leaving only Wen Yan and Bai Feng in the room.

The two of them had done that before, and Wen Yan was not shy, and asked Bai Feng to take out suitable clothes from his suitcase. The person who can call the chef of Langos Hotel is naturally not low. Others probably don't like something.

Because of physical discomfort, Wen Yan had some difficulty getting dressed.

Putting on the chain buckle of the brand-name watch, Wen Yan looked at the time, and Wen Yan was relieved that there was still time to go to the airport.

"What happened last night. I happened to need someone to help, and you are so happy that we owe each other. Now I have something to go back to China, and we are still strangers so far." As the one who was suppressed, Wen Yan was a little upset, but yesterday's The feeling is still there, and there is nothing irresponsible for a man, it is best to get together and relax.

Bai Feng's face was calm, but the sweetness in his heart disappeared little by little. It was rare for him to meet a young man with a heartbeat, but unexpectedly he pretended to be passionate.

Without saying anything, Bai Feng turned around and left.

"Also, sir, I don't know who you are, but I hope you don't investigate my information." Wen Yan said after thinking about it. He spoke straightforwardly. If this person has a bad personality, investigate him after getting angry. , it was not the result he wanted to attack Wen's family.

"Mr., I'm afraid you're being sentimental. I just treat him as a bed warmer. If I don't look back, I don't even remember his appearance." After leaving these words, Bai Feng closed the door of 3010. .

Even though he was regarded as being sold out, Wen Sheng was furious, but the identity of the other party was probably not something he could offend.Although the young master of the Wen family is arrogant, he still needs wisdom.

Taking the mobile phone, Wen Yan pulled the suitcase and left Langos Hotel and boarded the plane back to China.

And Bai Feng really didn't investigate him as Wen Yan said, but just used it as a flavoring agent in his life.