My magic stick is going to heaven!

Hearing the sound, Wen Changlang hurriedly moved closer, with concern in his eyes, but the words he said were awkward: "It's okay if you're going to die, I don't need to pick you up and go home."

Hearing this, the villain lying quietly on the bed laughed softly: "Uncle is not willing to let me die. I ate uncle's food. Uncle is so stingy, so he must remember to ask me to pay back the money."

"You bastard, I saved you, you still arrange me like this, are you looking for a beating? Be careful of me..."

"Watch out for what?"

Shang Yanzhou's smiling voice came into the room, followed by Shang Yanzhou's slender and handsome figure, standing in front of the bed, with a trace of teasing, teasing, warm and jade-like smile like drizzle , with Chunyang.

"He should have something to eat."

After finishing speaking, Shang Yanzhou bent down a little, took a closer look at the clock on the bedside table, then raised his hand and gently flicked the forehead of the villain on the bed, and said softly:

"Kid, you should eat something."

"Thank you brother."

"elder brother???"

Wen Changlang was suddenly dissatisfied, and jumped up and shouted: "Why do you call me uncle. Call him brother?"

Xiao Bai blinked his round eyes, and said playfully, "Because this brother is good-looking."

Wen Changlang was even more dissatisfied: "Am I not good-looking? Huh???"

"Hehehe"

The deep laughter hit Wen Changlang's eardrums, itching, as if someone was blowing air into the ears, crisp and numb.

Wen Changlang muttered and complained: "I seduce people all day long, be careful one day, the young master will fuck you..."

Hearing this, Shang Yanzhou raised extremely dangerous eyebrows, lowered his voice, and slowly said a word: "Are you sure?"

Sexy with a hint of low-pitched hoarseness, but also with a unique clearness and dignity, it's really a charming little thing, Wen Changlang added silently in his heart.

After the specialized medical staff finished feeding Xiaobai, Wen Changlang walked out of the room with Shang Yanzhou, leaned on the railing outside the corridor on the second floor, put his hands on it, Wen Changlang narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"When are you going to find Wen Hong?"

Shang Yanzhou tilted his head and asked, "When do you want to go?"

Facing Shangshang Yanzhou's eyes, Wen Changlang's tone was a little heavy: "The sooner the better, Xiaobai's body can't wait."

Nodding his head, Shang Yanzhou couldn't deny it: "You can go, but before you go, shouldn't you explain the matter clearly?"

"What do you want to know?"

"All."

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In the evening, they lived in the Shang mansion. Although Shang Yanzhou moved out, his previous room was still cleaned spotlessly by a special person every day. When he came out of the bathroom, Shang Yanzhou only wore a plain suit. The bathrobe is half loose, the hair on the head is still dripping, and the movement of wiping the head casually has a rare wildness and rebellion.

"Master Governor, come quickly, the bed has been warmed up!"

Wen Changlang happily patted the place beside him, his eyes were beating eagerly.

"So positive?"

Shang Yanzhou shook his head helplessly, and sat down beside Wen Changlang, wiping the dripping hair on his head with one hand.

Wen Changlang was particularly courteous, grabbed the towel from Shang Yanzhou's hand, and volunteered to help Shang Yanzhou dry his hair.

Seeing that he was so attentive, Shang Yanzhou was happy to relax, leaning against the edge of the bed with his arms folded, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

After a while, Wen Changlang's voice came from above his head, unhurried, as if he was narrating an ordinary thing.