Transmigrating Into The Villain Sickly Childhood Friend (MTL)

Chapter 92

On this occasion, both Qiao Wen and Chen Jianan fell asleep in a dark place.

The next morning, Chen Jianan, who had no kidney deficiency, woke up first among the chirping birds outside the window.

Because he slept deep enough, his mind was still a bit chaotic. The fragments of last night’s shadows appeared on his unclear head. He subconsciously looked around where he was, and determined that it was Qiao Wen’s room with the person sleeping next to him. It was Qiao Wen, and he was a little relieved.

Only in the next moment, more images jumped into his mind, and the front and back were smoothly linked. He suddenly widened his eyes, opened the thin quilt, looked down, and turned his head nervously, still sleeping. Qiao Wen, who was ignorant of personnel, jumped up from the bed and fell to the ground as if his **** was on fire.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the soles of both feet touched the ground, his legs softened uncontrollably and fell firmly on the ground. Fortunately, he was agile and slightly supported the ground with both hands, successfully avoiding the close contact between a handsome face and the floor. .

It’s just that the movement was still too big, and the small bedroom made a loud bang, awakening the person in the bed who was still dreaming.

Qiao Wen flicked away his wistful eyes, and his mind was a little dull when he woke up. After a while, he found Chen Canan who was lying on the ground like a big frog and humming.

He frowned, sat up, raised his overworked right hand last night, yawned, and asked vaguely: “Brother Nan, what are you doing? Do you lie on the ground in the morning to practice toad gong?”

Chen Jianan had already remembered what happened in the bathroom last night, and only felt that he had tainted Qiao Wen’s innocence. Under his grief, anger and guilt, he wished to apologize.

He stood up slowly, gritted his teeth and said loudly: “I’m going to kill Leptoudong!”

Seeing that he still remembered what happened last night, Qiao Wen asked casually: “Are you all right? Are you still uncomfortable?”

In order to prevent falling down again, Chen Jianan silently moved to the bed and sat down first, and replied with an urn sound: “It’s okay, but the legs are a little soft.”

Seven times a night, stallions can’t stand it either.

Qiao Wen saw that he didn’t dare to look back at him, his neck was red from the root of his ears, he shook his head amusedly, and said, “Do you remember what happened last night? Lu Handong probably wanted to trick us and put medicine in the wine. You’ve been tossing for almost two hours. It’s normal for your legs to be soft. Take a good rest today. I’ll go to the seafood restaurant to order an oyster banquet later to help you up.”

Chen Jianan turned his head cautiously, squinted at him, and said awkwardly: “Xiao Qiao, thank you last night.”

Qiao Wen held back a smile: “Brother, you’re welcome.”

Chen Jianan moaned his lower lip. Seeing Qiao Wentan calmly, he couldn’t continue to feel awkward, so he could only turn to anger and said, “Lu Handong, the bastard, I won’t let this matter.”

Qiao Wen said: “I didn’t expect him to be so promiscuous and so boring.”

The Rose Palace is a top nightclub. The wine was opened after the waiters brought it. He did not expect that there was a problem with the wine, or there was no problem with the wine, but Lu Handong handed it quickly, and when he came over to pat them on the shoulder, he secretly gave Chen Canaan a cup. Under the hood. Most of them, who were born from bad boys, have learned a little bit of “too ordinary” skills. For example, Chen Jianan is good at climbing walls and can open any lock with a piece of wire. Fortunately, he didn’t really become a gentleman of Liang Shang.