Chapter 172 The bed is his own

Chu Hanting half-carried and half-carried the person to the bedroom. After a thrilling night, it was time to have a good rest.

While Su Mu was immersed in a sweet dream, Gao Yang was in dire straits.

He looked at the person lying on his bed like mud and had a headache.

He wanted to call his friend for help. After all, the bar owner had a good relationship with Su Mu's partner and could ask him to take the person away. However, he called Su Mu all night and couldn't get through.

At that time, Su Mu was at a temple meeting and his mobile phone happened to be out of battery. Then a series of accidents happened, and he had no time to pay attention to the messages on his mobile phone.

As soon as he got on the plane, Su Mu fell into a deep sleep and had no idea that Gao Yang had called him many times.

At this moment, Gao Yang raised his watch and checked the time. It was late at night, and he was too embarrassed to call again.

Finally, he sighed and thought, forget it, just consider it as a debt to this old pervert, and let him spend a night at his home.

But the problem came. There was only one bed in his house. If he let him sleep on it, where would he sleep?

Gao Yang made a decisive decision almost at the moment he thought of the problem.

Only the bed was his, and the rest belonged to others. Why should he give it up? !!!

He immediately pulled the man down and let Shangguan Fan lie on the cold floor. The

drunk man seemed to feel the coldness on his back. He whimpered and frowned, and then fell asleep like a dead pig again.

Gao Yang inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. This pervert had teased him several times, making him look extremely ugly in front of him. Today, he finally had a chance to fight back.

And this was when the big pervert had no ability to resist at all.

Gao Yang immediately had an evil plan in mind, and his mouth curled up evilly, with a sinister and cunning expression on his baby face.

He ran out of the room, and hurried back a moment later, with a marker in his hand.

With a sly smile, his mouth corners were almost grinning to his ears, he took off the pen cap, squatted down, and gestured a few times with his hands.

Then he quickly picked up his hand and moved the black pen randomly on Shangguan Fan's face.

"Let you bully me, let you scare me, hehehe...", he painted to his heart's content while making the voice of a villain.

After finishing, Gao Yang patted his thigh and stood up, proudly admiring his "masterpiece of creation".

"Perfect!"

Gao Yang stroked his unnecessary beard and thought: I wonder what this pervert will think when he wakes up tomorrow morning and sees me.

He cleaned himself up, washed up, opened the window of the bedroom before going to bed to let the alcohol smell dissipate, then nestled into the warm quilt and fell into a beautiful dream.

In the middle of his sleep, he even "chuckled" with pride, and the scene in his dream was exactly the endless fantasy of the villain being bullied by him in return.

After dawn

, Shangguan Fan opened his eyes and uttered "A-choo". He saw an unfamiliar ceiling and an unfamiliar touch. Uh... his back hurts. His house doesn't have such a hard bed.

Suddenly, he stood up abruptly, looked around, and saw the person sleeping soundly on the bed. He finally pieced together his memory of last night.

Yesterday, he was out for a social event and was framed and drugged due to a moment of negligence. Otherwise, with his alcohol tolerance, he would not be drunk. Fortunately, it was not that kind of drug, but something that makes people drunk easily. Fortunately

, someone happened to follow him later, so he kept walking with the person, but he was too drunk and fell down and fainted halfway.

So, was he picked up after he fell down? Or was it picked up by this little lamb?

He didn't know what happened to the person who was following him. Could he have followed him all the way here?

He stood up, held his still dizzy head, moved to the window, and looked down.

"Are you awake? What are you doing there? You're blocking my light."

Shangguan Fan turned around when he heard Gao Yang's voice. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Gao Yang's expression was distorted and very weird.

Gao Yang screamed crazily in his heart: My goodness, this guy hasn't looked in the mirror yet, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm!

When he woke up and saw his "masterpiece" last night, he couldn't help laughing out loud. He tried hard to control the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't suppress it. His expression looked very funny.

But how could he suppress it? His expression looked distorted and weird.

Shangguan Fan sensed something was wrong from Gao Yang's expression.

Shangguan Fan noticed that the atmosphere was not right, he touched his face, but found nothing unusual, muttered: "It's weird."

Then he went to the bathroom to deal with some morning physiological phenomena.

When Gao Yang saw Shangguan Fan enter the bathroom, he had a bad feeling, and he jumped up from the bed. He

didn't even have time to put on his slippers and rushed out of the room.

When he was about to step out of the room, he met Shangguan Fan who had already come out of the bathroom with a bad look on his face.

Gao Yang paused, and his tiptoed feet were retracted again, with a strong sense of stealing.

"Well, you're so fast?" He smiled in a fake way, and it was obvious that he felt guilty.

Shangguan Fan, who understood what Gao Yang was saying, became even more nervous, and nameless anger ignited in his eyes.

He strode in front of Gao Yang, blocked the door that he wanted to close, and forcibly pushed the door back, pushing him back into the room.

"What are you doing? Um..." Gao Yang was pushed down on the bed with great force, lying face up.

He wanted to get up, but Shangguan Fan held his limbs tightly and pressed him on the bed, unable to move.

"Who do you say is fast? Huh?" Shangguan Fan pinched Gao Yang's chin with one hand and lifted it slightly.

His voice was low and cold, with a suffocating pressure.

He frowned slightly, his eyes unconsciously moved down, scanning a certain part of Shangguan Fan, and a scornful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It's gone down now! So fast? You were only in for a second? I didn't expect you to be a 'second man'--"

He deliberately prolonged the ending tone, his tone full of sarcasm.

Shangguan Fan laughed angrily, not only did he draw a turtle on his face, but he also had the courage to mock him in person.

He couldn't help but increase the strength of pinching Gao Yang's chin, until he heard Gao Yang's sound of pain, then he let him go with satisfaction.

But the little lamb's expression was obviously unconvinced.

The corners of his eyes were filled with physiological tears that flowed uncontrollably because of the pain, but his eyes were unruly and he stared at himself fiercely.

The eyes seemed to swear: You'd better not fall into my hands, otherwise sooner or later I will retaliate for everything today.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Gao Yang did have this intention, but he didn't have the strength to do so. Even now that he was being suppressed by this pervert, he couldn't fight back.

Damn it! Work out! Give him a month, and he will definitely build up some tendon meat, and then he will make this big pervert beg for mercy under him.

Shangguan Fan didn't know that the person under him was so ambitious at the moment and wanted to counter him.

Looking at the little lamb crying with grievance and swearing to die, the anger that was scribbled on his face when he looked in the mirror just now disappeared without a trace.

"It was obviously you who teased me first, why do you still look like I bullied you, huh? Who bullied others first?"

Shangguan Fan's seductive voice rang in Gao Yang's ear, making his ears numb.