162, Fu Zhan Han...... Wants to kill

Wang Cheng carried the drunken Pei Feiyan and quietly returned to the school dormitory.

Fortunately, the special floor where I live is not very strict, otherwise I have to talk a lot. Pei Feiyan was so drunk that he couldn't walk, only his mouth was still muttering, crying and laughing for a while, Wang Cheng wrapped his arm around her thin waist with one hand, put her arm on his shoulder, and walked for such a while, he was also out of breath and a little out of breath because of his weak physique.

The dazzling headlights lit up at this time, shining directly on the faces of the two of them, Wang Cheng subconsciously squinted his eyes and almost slipped away from Pei Feiyan.

The car door opened, Fu Zhanhan got out of the car, wearing a long black woolen coat dressed like a model, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs that were so perfect that it was suffocating, if the man's expression was not so cold and gloomy, it would be a beautiful picture.

Now, his bloodthirsty eyes add a bit of horror to the flawless picture......

When Wang Cheng saw him, his face turned cold and he didn't say a word.

Pei Feiyan grinned and pointed at Fu Zhanhan's face: "Fu ...... Fu Zhan Han...... Hee-hee, I-am this a hallucination?"

Hearing this, the man's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Looks like the birthday party was having a good time. ”

Pei Feiyan: "Yes, there are two Fu Zhan Han? God, one is as difficult as a ghost, why do you have another ......?"

Wang Cheng couldn't cry or laugh, but he desperately supported Pei Feiyan, who kept sliding on the floor.

Fu Zhanhan came to him, his handsome face was so dark that it could drip water, and his posture seemed to be able to tear Wang Cheng to pieces.

Wang Cheng took a step back in fear, and swallowed a large mouthful of saliva as his Adam's apple slid down......

Fu Zhanhan whispered: "You dare to ...... my woman"

With a bang, Pei Feiyan completely fell to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Little Smoke!!"

……

The students who live in G University still remember that unforgettable winter night, when one of the few Rolls-Royce Phantom Anniversary Editions in the world roared loudly with the sky downstairs in the dormitory, and an official car used by the queen for the tour drove the F1 effect and roared towards the University City Hospital.

In the car, Pei Feiyan woke up slowly: "Uh......"

The car drove fast but steadily, and she didn't get motion sickness, but she felt uncomfortable with her heart and stomach.

It's not good at drinking, let alone drinking?

"Where is this going?"

"Go to the hospital. ”

The familiar cold voice......

The red cross in the hospital was reflecting her eyes, Pei Feiyan's nerves were touched, and she suddenly held her head and buried it in the sofa: "Don't! I won't go!!"

Fu Zhanhan twisted his eyebrows: "Xiaoyan, you are very drunk......

"I'm not going to the hospital, I'm not going!!"

There's her in the hospital, there's blue dill!

She doesn't want to see anything related to blue dill!!

Pei Feiyan, who lost her mind, didn't remember that the hospital where Lan Dill was located was not here, and there was only one thing in her chaotic mind, that is, don't see the hospital, don't see Lan Dill , don't, don't, don't!!

Seeing that she reacted so violently, Fu Zhanhan actually compromised, and the front of the car turned 180 degrees at the entrance of the hospital, heading towards Jinyuan.

The turning action was too intense, and Pei Feiyan's stomach suddenly became noisy, covering his mouth and shaking the car window desperately.

The biting cold wind on the edge of the Qingcheng River poured in, as if thousands of knives were stabbing people's eyes, necks and faces, Fu Zhanhan did not wrinkle deeper, and shouted in a deep voice: "Xiaoyan, don't mess around!"

"Gross-"

Pei Feiyan stretched out half of his head outside the car, and there was a burst of vomiting, and the yellow and white mixed filth was blown away by the wind, and eighty percent of it was firmly stuck on the Seikoly painted door of the Rolls-Royce Phantom!

Fu Zhanhan suddenly shut up, his face turned blue.

The action of stepping on the accelerator unconsciously gets deeper and deeper, almost stepping to the bottom, until the speedometer quickly climbs to 200.

Pei Feiyan's hair was blown into a mop and flew around, and he was almost thrown back to his seat by the wind, and suddenly the whole person was on the seat.

The car was like a sharp blade cutting through the night, and rushed directly to the gate of the main house of Jinyuan and stopped.

Simber led the servants to rush out in a panic, even if they reacted quickly, they were all dressed in such a short time. Then they saw Fu Zhanhan and got out of the car with Pei Feiyan in his arms.

"Sir, madam!" Xin Bo was taken aback when he saw Pei Feiyan's face flushed and he fell asleep groggily.

Seeing the wonderful body again, the expression is even more wonderful.

This car wash is expensive!

Fu Zhanhan strode past the meteor, and a gust of cold wind swept through.

"Prepare the glucose injection!"

Pei Fei's smoke soared through the clouds and fog, rising in mid-air. When it was cold, it couldn't help but rub against the only source of heat around him, and when it was hot, he tried his best to push away the source of the coals.

When she finally put it down, she suddenly felt weightless as if she was sitting in a spaceship and went up to the sky, and her throat itched again: "Gross-"

There's a trash can for all that dirty stuff now.

When Fu Zhanhan saw that she didn't have a good point, he couldn't get angry if he wanted to laugh, he couldn't laugh even more, his expression was complicated and distorted, he looked at her awkwardly, and squeezed out from between his teeth word by word: "Pei Feiyan, you guy ......"

The girl vomited, and the kitten was pitifully curled up in the bed, which made him feel sorry for him, and he couldn't speak.

"Sir, everything is ready!" Simber led two family nurses and pushed a small cart into the house. On the trolley is a light yellow liquid, which is a high-purity nutrient solution.

Fu Zhan said in a deep voice: "Bring it!"

After Pei Feiyan finished spitting, he was dazed, only his chest and stomach were burning uncomfortably, and when he heard movement in his ears, his eyes opened a slit, and he suddenly struggled: "No, I don't want an infusion!"

She struggled desperately, and it was hard to believe that a drunk person still had such good physical strength. The family nurse was caught off guard, and the needle in her hand almost pierced her bones, and her face was as shocked as earth: "Madam, don't move!"

"I don't want an infusion, don't!" Pei Feiyan stared at the bottle dangling in the air with fear, his big eyes full of despair, "Don't!"

After a five-minute stalemate, both sides were helpless.

Seeing that the needle was about to expire, Fu Zhanhan lost patience and ordered majestically: "Give it to me!"

The nurse didn't know what he was going to do, so she stopped at a loss. Fu Zhanhan grabbed the needle in her hand with his hand, stretched out his big hand, and had already pressed Pei Feiyan to death. His physical strength was much stronger than Pei Feiyan's, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move.

"If you don't want to eat more flesh and skin, just lie down!"

The man usually speaks with full majesty, not to mention the cold and serious tone now, which barely freezes the air around him into ice slag!

Pei Feiyan really didn't dare to move.

Simber wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: sure enough, one thing descends another!