Chapter 1098 Warning, too much sweetness (43)
Jiang Tang rarely interacts with races that are involved in the royal family, so he has no feeling for creatures like bats.
Song Naichao looked at Jiang Tang's dull eyes, pursed his red lips in displeasure, and the curvature of his eyes drooped.
After a while, the man said something unexpectedly.
"Are you still itchy?"
"No more itching."
Except for a slight headache, Jiang Tang felt comfortable all over now.
“Didn’t you know you were allergic to alcohol?”
Jiang Tang nodded, then sighed helplessly, stretched out comfortably, and looked down at Song Naichao with a smile.
“The wine last night was so delicious that I couldn’t hold it back and drank two more glasses.”
Jiang Tang has no hobbies in his life, he just likes smoking and drinking. But smoking is harmful to health after all, so Jiang Tang tolerates it. But as for wine, drinking two glasses less is good for your health.
"Hmph."
Song Naichao snorted awkwardly, lifted off the quilt, stood up and walked to the bed. He held the curtain with both hands and pulled it shut with a "clatter".
In an instant, the originally bright and warm room turned into darkness.
Jiang Tang was feeling comfortable in the sun and frowned dissatisfied.
"Pull open."
The man didn't seem to hear anything. He spread his long legs and climbed onto the bed again. He turned his back to Jiang Tang and closed his eyes.
"If you don't like bats, then don't watch it!"
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What's wrong with this man?
Jiang Tang didn't tolerate him, so he just grabbed his collar and kicked him out of bed, left the ward and went home.
At the entrance of the hospital, Jiang Tang was wearing a small floral dress and a sun hat given by his secretary. He stood in the shade of the tree with squinted eyes, watching Song Naichao standing not far away with a group of people wearing black clothes, black hats and black masks. people talking.
The woman's skin is white and shining, and her thick black hair is fluffy and shawl. Under her skirt, her two calves are straight and slender, and her two exposed arms are graceful like swan wings.
In just a short while, three groups of people came to ask for autographs.
They are all men, foreign men, and Jiang Tang's biggest fans. Sure enough, beauty knows no boundaries.
On the other side, Song Naichao was listening to the report of his subordinates, but his eyes were fixed on the figure under the tree. His pale face was almost transparent after being exposed to the sun.
The man's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his long white fingertips were rubbing irritably.
"Finished?"
"Sir, this is what we have collected from all over the world. The accurate list has been drawn up."
Song Naichao didn't look at the document handed over and just nodded slightly.
"Well, I understand, you can go back and rest."
These guys hung under the banana tree all night yesterday, and were exposed to the sun again today. If they don't go back to rest quickly, they will probably be dried to death.
After his subordinates left, Song Naichao stepped forward and quickly walked to the shade of the tree. In front of the male fans, he hugged Jiang Tang's slim waist and looked at the opposite person with stern eyebrows.
"Who are they?"
Jiang Tang raised the book in his hand.
"My fans, I've signed it and here it is for you."
The male fan looked at Jiang Tang, then at Song Naichao, and babbled a bunch of words that Jiang Tang couldn't understand.
"Banban, what are they talking about?"
Jiang Tang chose off-field assistance.
Banban was processing documents and blurted out without raising his head.
"What a pity, goddess, you are actually in love, but it doesn't matter, we will continue to support the goddess' career!"
Of course, the tone was imagined by Jiang Tang himself. Banban is just an emotionless translation machine, and every word has no ripples.
After the fans left, Jiang Tang lifted up his long hair and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that I am very famous, and I can meet fans here."
(End of chapter)