Fang Bingqing also hurriedly pulled Wen Ci aside.

"Don't be angry, he's drunk~"

Wen Ci took out a tissue and wiped the back of his hand heavily.

The face is extremely ugly.

Fang Bingqing saw Wen Ci's awkward look for the first time, and smiled even more happily.

"Oh, no." Fang Bingqing couldn't cry and laughed, "People just kiss the back of their hands, and they don't take much advantage of you." ”

"Didn't take much advantage?" Wen Ci stopped wiping his hands and raised his eyes to look at Fang Bingqing, "Then let me kiss the back of your hand and try it?" ”

Fang Bingqing's ears were hot, and his first reaction was to take a look around.

Seeing that Li Feibai and Jing Jing were busy taking care of the person on their shoulders, they breathed a sigh of relief at the moment.

"Wen words, this is too much~" Fang Bingqing whispered.

Wen Zi heard the words, and raised his eyebrows.

Raise your hand and throw the used tissue into the trash can next to you.

"Is that too much?"

Wen Ci leaned over, a little closer to Fang Bingqing.

The sound is deliberately kept to a minimum.

"If I don't stop it, he'll kiss your hand!"

Fang Bingqing was stunned for a moment, and then cried and laughed: "He's drunk, what's the point of calling a drunk?" ”

Wen Ci straightened up, still with an awkward face.

"When you're drunk, you can do whatever you want? Blatantly do whatever you want? ”

After speaking, Wen Ci took the lead and walked to Li Feibai's side.

Without saying a word, he reached out to grab Duan Jinqian.

Fang Bingqing and Li Feibai both thought that Wen Ci was going to continue to do it, so they hurriedly stopped it.

"Coach Wen, isn't it?" Li Feibai said coldly.

"yes, they all say he's drunk." Fang Bingqing.

Wen Ci looked at the two people in front of him, and said seriously and seriously: "I'll hold him, it's safer this way." ”

Li Feibai: "......"

Fang Bingqing: "......"

*

I thought that after returning to the martial arts hall, I would be able to collapse into bed and sleep well.

Who knew that Fang Bingqing had just washed off the smell of alcohol, changed into pajamas and sat down at the desk, when there was a knock on the dormitory door.

"Who?"

Fang Bingqing quickly tapped on the keyboard, closing the code box on the screen and replacing it with a word document.

"It's me."

The sound of warm words came from outside the door.

"Something?"

"Hmm."

Fang Bingqing looked down to see if there was anything wrong with his dress, and opened the door.

Wen Ci outside the door was also dressed in plain pajamas, and his hair was still damp, he should have just taken a shower.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Bingqing stood by the door and did not make any gestures to invite Wen Ci into the house.

But Wen Ci was cheeky, touched his nose and strode into the house calmly.

"It seems that Pavilion Master Nie spoils you very much, and leaves the best room in this building for you to live in." Wen Zi glanced at the layout of the room.

"Isn't it different?"

Fang Bingqing leaned on the desk beside him.

When she first walked into this dormitory, she only thought that the room was clean and tidy, and everything she needed.

At that time, it was just the same dormitory for everyone.

"Well......" Wen Ci carefully skimmed through it again, and said seriously, "It seems to be the same." ”

“…… If I were someone else, I would have done it by now. Fang Bingqing.

Wen Ci smiled lightly, pointed to the bed, and asked politely, "Can you sit?" ”

"Yes." Fang Bingqing nodded.

She has no habit of cleanliness, and there is no reason for her family to stand all the time.

"But you didn't come to me all of a sudden just to come into my room and sit for a while, did you?"

"What if it is?" Wen Zi is not afraid of the temptation of death.

Fang Bingqing said outside the gate: "Then you can go out now." ”

"Ha~"

Wen Ziwu took out a plaster from his pajama pocket.

"When you visit late at night, you naturally have something to ask for."