Feng Nai didn't speak.

Little Master Jin is about to call someone.

Feng Nai opened his mouth at this time: "That's enough, do you go back by yourself, or will I pack you up and send you back?" ”

"I'll go back myself!" Young Master Jin sobered up a lot now, and whispered, "Didn't I come up with an idea because I saw that you were uncomfortable?" ”

Feng Nai turned around, and his voice was very weak: "Then you call him." ”

"Huh?" Young Master Jin suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

Feng Nai looked sideways, and there seemed to be no light in his eyes: "It's not that you want me to feel better, just let him come to me." ”

"I, I'll call!" Young Master Jin opened his tongue and turned out Yun Shen's mobile phone number, he didn't have Mo Nan's number, dialed it, and listened to the sound over there: "It's off, I should be asleep." ”

It's okay not to say sleep.

After mentioning the word sleep.

The last shred of temperature on Feng Nai's body was drained away.

He took a bottle of wine and hung his head slightly.

Young Master Jin realized in a trance whether he had said something wrong.

But he did get drunk too.

Drunk people, where is there any logical thinking.

"I have to call Yunshen today, I'll continue to call."

The few people next to them who pretended to be doing their homework were a little confused.

Why is the gold looking deep in the clouds again?

Haven't you been hanging around next to the actor lately?

Is this taste changing a little too fast?

However, it was their brother Nai who did not dare to speak out.

What the hell is going on.

can make them look so lonely and lonely.

Feng Nai didn't stay here any longer.

Lao Wang came in time.

It's just that after receiving Feng Nai, his face was surprised.

When I was driving home, my eyes were still watching the movement in the seat.

Feng Nai sat there, his whole face seemed to be hidden in the dark, and only the outline could be faintly seen, but the expression was unclear.

It's already cold outside.

The night breeze blows.

The low temperature of Lao Wang stretched out his hand to turn on the warm air.

He was worried that the eldest young master would catch a cold.

After all, he had never smelled such a heavy smell of wine from the eldest young master.

What the hell is going on here?

Xiao Nan Pro wanted to ask the same question.

Closed for tomorrow.

The little milk pro did not sleep.

Instead, he waited on the sofa with great perseverance.

Just to wait for his brother to come back.

But his little tiger teeth had just been revealed, and before his little hand touched Feng Nai's long legs, he noticed that something was really wrong with his brother.

Feng Nai didn't call him sneeringly as usual, "Linken pit." ”

Instead, he reached out and rubbed his head, as if he was going upstairs.

The little grandmother shouted: "Brother." ”

Feng Nai's voice was still low: "I'm tired today, I'll accompany you tomorrow." ”

The little grandmother looked at the back that didn't look back, her little paw scratched her hair, and her delicate and fair little face brought out her worries.

What's going on with his brother?

Didn't you win the game?

He could smell the smell of wine.

His brother was born with a good amount of alcohol, and he can't get drunk.

So what's going on?

The little grandmother saw that his brother was uncomfortable, tilted his little head and thought about it, and then asked the housekeeper for a mobile phone.

Next, a message was edited to a phone number.

Then, he began to hold his face in both hands, dangling his two little short legs and waiting.

But wait, wait, wait.

A minute passed.

Ten minutes passed.

The phone still didn't reply.

Xiao Nanlin's eyebrows furrowed, she couldn't bear it anymore, and decided to ask his brother directly.