Golden Stage Novel Chapter 50

At about noon the next day, Yan Xiaohan stepped into the air in a dream and suddenly woke up.

He lay flat on the bed of the inn, and everywhere he saw it was a plain blue gauze tent. The quilt was sternly pressed to his chin. His body was not **, and his coat was well on him.

Yan Xiaohan's eyes stared at the top of his head for a while, and then he rembered the last night's sufferings in a severe headache. He first stumbled into a trap, and was rescued and taken away. He was stunned for a while and waited to wake up. Fu Shen appeared in front of his bed ... Followed by a long period of delusion and clouds, he was on the verge of losing control, and many details of his mory were confusing, but he could not forget the kind of joy that was almost carved into the bone marrow. Pleasure.

Wait ... Fu Shen?

He subconsciously reached out and touched the side. The bed on the other side was already cold and empty. Yan Xiaohan's heart suddenly twisted like a man, his face turned pale, he opened the quilt and stumbled off the bed, without even shoes. Wear it and ran out barefoot.

What about people? !!

Is it because he has a ridiculous dream, or is it true? How could Fu Shen suddenly appear here? The man who lingered with him last night ... who is it?

He was stimulated too much by the dicine, so far his brain was still stunned, his mory and thinking were confused, and he didn't notice many obvious marks.

Fu Shen happened to be walking upstairs with a few paper bags, and the two ca face to face at the stairs. He didn't wear a mask, and that undisguised, sharp-looking face crashed into Yan Xiaohan's pupil so suddenly.

"Wake up?" As soon as he lifted his eyelids, he changed the dicine bag to his left hand, and asked blandly and naturally, "Why run out without shoes?"

Yan Xiaohan's eyes quickly beca red, and he flew over to hug him fiercely.

"Oh, lightly ..." Fu Shen patted his slightly trembling spine with his empty hand, "You will be broken by the waist."

The words were straightforward, he paused first, and felt that the words seed a bit wrong.

"It's you ..." Yan Xiaohan murmured, "I thought ... I'm stupid at ho ..."

The word "ren" is the sa as "person