Night Manor.
In the evening, Bai Mo held a welcome dinner for Yan Bang.
Yan Bang was wearing a robe and lying down. In front of him, a Thai woman in her thirties was giving him a foot massage.
He looked normal.
But when it came to Bai Mo, the scene became beautiful.
Bai Mo only had a towel wrapped around his waist. His legs, which were whiter than a woman's, were wide open.
A beautiful girl knelt on the ground and buried her head between them. What she was doing was self-evident.
Bai Mo did not like to do it with women! Because he disliked women for being dirty! Whether they were virgins or not, he did not like them.
Perhaps he felt that putting his most precious thing deep into a woman's excretory area was something that made him feel nauseous.
In comparison, he preferred women to serve him with their mouths.
It was just a personal hobby!
Yan Bang ignored it and played with his phone. Perhaps he was not surprised.
When Feng Xinglang came in, Yan Bang immediately stood up to welcome him.
Feng Xinglang furrowed his brows when he saw Bai Mo's satisfied expression.
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang passionately as usual. Feng Xinglang was already used to his French enthusiasm.
He did not cater to it, did not avoid it, did not hate it, and did not reject it.
Bai Mo, who was feeling extremely satisfied, suddenly kicked the girl away and closed his long legs that were as white as tofu.
"Yan Bang, you still said that you did not have a gay relationship with Feng Xinglang. Today, I caught you, didn't I?"
Feng Xinglang frowned. Yan Bang looked at him coldly. Both of them ignored Bai Mo's clamor.
"F * ck! Surnamed Yan, why haven't you hugged me or stuck your face to mine? Whenever you see Feng Xinglang, you hug and kiss me. How dare you say that you two did not have a gay relationship? "
After a long time, it turned out that Bai Mo was hugging and kissing Feng Xinglang because of Yan Bang.
"I just don't want to stick a face that has been kissed by a woman!" Yan Bang said indifferently.
Feng Xinglang did not seem to be in the mood to joke with them. Lying on the huge sofa, he was so tired that he didn't want to move.
Yan Bang leaned on Feng Xinglang's side and looked down at Feng Xinglang's extremely tired face.
"A new cocktail! Strong enough! Would you like to try it? "
Yan Bang handed the crystal cup filled with amber wine to Feng Xinglang. "Don't worry, it won't go to your head!"
Feng Xinglang propped up his upper body and poured the amber-colored, semi-suspended liquid down his throat.
Immediately, a refreshing spicy substance that was half vaporized and half liquid spread from his throat all the way to his stomach, and he immediately felt refreshed.
"Yan Bang, what did you give me to drink? Why are you so excited? "
Feng Xinglang was aware of the strange feeling in his body. He thought that Yan Bang had given him something dirty to drink.
"It's a mixture of plant essence and fruit wine! It won't go to your head, it won't hurt your body, and it won't make you addicted! "
Yan Bang explained as he poured a cup for himself.
"Even if I would screw over Bai Mo, I wouldn't screw over you, Feng Xinglang."
Yan Bang exhaled a mouthful of spicy air and teased.
"Oh my god! Did I sleep with your sister or dig up your ancestors' graves? If you don't screw over Feng Xinglang, what right do you have to screw over me? "
Bai Mo was unhappy again. He always felt that Yan Bang had more feelings for Feng Xinglang than for him!
"Sorry, I don't have a sister for you to sleep with! As for my family's graves, you can dig them up! If you think it's too tiring, I can help you dig them up! I think they must be bored lying underground. If I dig them up, they can play with you and relieve your boredom! "
Yan Bang did not care. He was not afraid of these things.
"Yan Bang, you're really a f * cking pervert!"
Bai Mo was really impressed by Yan Bang's logical thinking. He was simply inhuman.
Bai Mo went next door to wash up, leaving only Feng Xinglang and Yan Bang in the massage room.
"Bang, help me make an appointment with that poisonous fish! I want to see him! "Feng Xinglang told him the main purpose of this trip.
Yan Bang was not in a hurry to answer Feng Xinglang. Instead, he stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's increasingly tired eyes.
"But you're still not his match." After a long time, Yan Bang finally spoke.
"You don't have to worry about that! You just need to help me make an appointment with that poisonous fish! Consider it as atonement for my brother! "
Feng Xinglang said coldly.
Even now, he still could not agree with Yan Bang's actions back then: to escape with him, Feng Xinglang, and abandon his brother, Feng Lixin!
But what did Yan Bang do wrong?
Because of the situation at that time, Yan Bang could only save one. Feng Lixin had already injured one of his legs, so saving Feng Xinglang was undoubtedly the most rational action.
Actually, Yan Bang was also risking his life to save Feng Xinglang.
If he had been a step too slow or made a mistake in judgment, he might have been buried in the sea of fire together with the two Feng brothers.
"Actually, let's imagine this: If the person I saved was your brother, Feng Lixin, and the one who was burned was you, Feng Xinglang, what kind of scene do you think it would be today?"
Yan Bang asked Feng Xinglang in a unique hypothetical way.
Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment, then said hoarsely, "At least my soul would be at peace!"
Yan Bang laughed. "Peace? How could you possibly be at peace? "
"Let's not talk about you being burned and your brother breaking down. Let's talk about Feng Yiming, he alone could drive you two out of the Feng Family's old mansion like stray dogs! In other words, both of you would die. One would be hounded to death, the other would harm himself and die. "
"Believe me, the result would definitely be as I have analyzed! Of course, we can't rule out the interlude: Bai Mo and I would take you two in, but you wouldn't accept our help! "
Yan Bang poured another glass of cocktail for Feng Xinglang.
It had to be said that Yan Bang knew Feng Xinglang very well. Every word of his analysis hit the bull's eye.
If that was really the case, perhaps the ending would be even more tragic than imagined.
Character determined fate!
Because with Feng Xinglang's character and temper, no matter what, he would not live like his brother, Feng Lixin, who was struggling at death's door.
Feng Xinglang took the cocktail that Yan Bang handed to him, tilted his head back, and drank it again.
Different from the pure stimulation and excitement just now, this second glass of half-vaporized, half-liquified wine went straight to his brain.
Feng Xinglang felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and his eyelids getting heavier.
He just wanted to have a good sleep. He didn't need to think about anything, didn't need to care about anything.
He wanted to throw away all distracting thoughts and be a free and unfettered person who could drink and get drunk today!
Yan Bang's strong arm held Feng Xinglang's heavy body.
"Xinglang, you're too tired. Have a good rest tonight! You're almost driving yourself crazy, do you know that? "
Of course, Feng Xinglang did not know. Otherwise, how could there be the saying that the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the onlooker?
When Bai Mo cleaned himself up and returned to the treatment room, he saw Yan Bang carrying the unconscious Feng Xinglang.
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