Chapter 317: forgot the holster
Chapter 317 Forgot to defend
"I really wonder if you are their trustee?"
Feng Shangxie turned his head and looked at him seriously. How could he persuade him like this? Shouldn't it be to help him find a way to get rid of those three women?
"Cut, I don't know your high-end "chicken", I can't afford it."
Ling Xiaofeng rolled his eyes at him, who dares to say that there are no virgins in the world? He is one.
"You all know that it is impossible for me to marry them. You are still talking nonsense, can you say something constructive? If Shang is here, he will definitely tell me what to do."
Feng Shangxie looked at the phone in his hand. When he was talking to Ling Xiaofeng just now, he pressed Shang's number again, but he still didn't get through.
"He has warned you a long time ago, telling you to be tricky in doing things, but you just don't listen. Now you have caused a big disaster. Is it useful?"
Ling Xiaofeng thinks it's just a mouthful now, so when will it be?
"With a condom? Yes, there must be something wrong with the condom."
Feng Shangxie remembered the sexual history of some brothers he had heard before, saying that some women used needles to poke holes in the condoms disgustingly in order to keep men. He didn't expect this to happen to him as well.
"Pfft!" Ling Xiaofeng couldn't help but burst out laughing.
At this time, the evil was in his eyes, and he felt like going to the doctor for an emergency.
"Understood, so I was tricked by them." Feng Shangxie realized something.
Let’s just say, he walked on the shore for ten years, always being careful, and never lost his shoes.
If it was calculated by others, it would not be surprising.
It’s really defenseless, forget the protective cover!
"Let's get it over with, it's great to have three more sons next year! When you are in your forties, you will have a full house of children and grandchildren, and Shang and I will get married."
"Death!" Feng Shangxie stretched out his hand and slapped Ling Xiaofeng on the head.
"Originally, you think you have three sons a year, and I have to have three years. The empire is different if you have one child. You get three a year. After three years, you can form a football team."
"Yes, then I will invite you to be the coach, is that what you want to say?" Feng Shangxie looked helpless
"Okay, then I have made a reservation for you, and I will have a considerable retirement fee when I get old." Ling Xiaofeng ignored his sarcasm and followed his words.
"I feel like talking to you is a waste of my saliva."
Speaking of which, Feng Shangxie stood up from the sofa, and he was going to find Shang now.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
Seeing him getting up to go out, Ling Xiaofeng became anxious, and finally felt that his life was a little better than someone else's, and he still hasn't finished talking yet?
"In the city." Feng Shangxie picked up the car keys on the table and walked towards the door.
"You don't want to drink a single drink before leaving?" Ling Xiaofeng knew that he was looking for Shang to save him.
But this time three women popped up all of a sudden, and he felt that this matter was a bit tricky.
"You keep it for yourself to drink slowly." After finishing speaking, Feng Shangxie went downstairs like a gust of wind.
This matter can't wait, before his old man knows, he has to deal with it as soon as possible.
Otherwise, he may be forced to marry by his family, or his father will use the money to buy the three future "grandchildren".
Room 3007, the man who had just climbed up to the pool wrapped himself in a towel, walked into the living room, and caught sight of the mobile phone with the lights on the table.
Then he glanced at the closed door, picked up his phone and walked into his room, and closed the door.
Pressed to open a few missed calls, and called back.
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(end of this chapter)