Chapter 105: Fatty Pang’s ability

Yang Fan hugged Xiaowen's soft and smooth body tightly, tightened the blankets on their bodies, and the sky was already white. Looking at Ke Ren'er who was sleeping sweetly in her arms, she didn't feel much guilt in her heart.

Since it has happened, he must learn to face it.

Although everything that happened last night was fueled by alcohol, if he really didn't have that idea in his heart, he couldn't just deceive him. He really had some love for Xiaowen.

Looking at the smile in her arms that looked like a fairy tale, Yang Fan lowered his head and kissed her lightly at the corner of her eyes, then threw some troubles away.

Inadvertently, Yang Fan saw the beautifully trimmed eyelashes in his arms trembled slightly, as if he had remembered something. His originally soft body couldn't help but tremble, and then he pretended to be nothing but returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The knock on the door became louder and louder, and finally woke the owner of the room.

"Who?" Yang Fan sat up on the bed, stretched his waist, and Fang responded impatiently.

"It's me, Fatty Pang." The sign-like voice was so unpretentious that others could not pretend even if they wanted to pretend.

"Come at this time." I originally opened my mouth to say something like coming to make people dream early in the morning, but I found that it was already bright and the sun was dry, so I changed my mouth and said, "Wait."

Xiaowen, who was tossed hard last night, was sleeping very well at this time. Even such a loud knock on the door could not wake her up until Yang Fan gently woke her up and made an action pointing outside the door.

Xiaowen, who was originally a little confused, suddenly opened her eyes wide. Listening to the rapid knocking outside the door, she didn't care about Chunguang's leak, so she grabbed Yang Fan's shirt and put it on her body. Then she picked up the clothes scattered everywhere one by one. The action of bowing her head and leaning over caused Chunguang to leak made Yang Fan whistle unstoppable.

Xiaowen then rolled her anger and said, "Don't open the door." She said this and ran to the bathroom.

Yang Fan also got up quickly and put on his clothes in a very short time. Xiaowen was also very fast this time, almost no slower than Yang Fan. After washing it briefly, she hurried out, grabbed the muddy sheet and looked around, as if she wanted to find a place to hide it.

Seeing this, Yang Fan shook his head and smiled. Seeing that Xiaowen was like a headless fly, she was really anxious, so she had to silence her lips at the bathroom. The latter quickly woke up, grabbed the sheets and ran towards the bathroom.

"Why haven't the door opened yet? I'm so tired, fat man." Fatty Pang said breathlessly, as if he had done something to do.

"Here you." He showed a peaceful expression to Xiaowen who had just walked out of the bathroom. Yang Fan then walked over and opened the door.

"Okay, you two have just gotten up until now. Poor fat man, I have been busy since dawn until now. I stared at two big dark circles. How do you think I will compensate me?"

Fatty Pang was a person who came here, his eyes were very bright. He could see the abnormality of the two people in the room at a glance, not to mention that there was only one sheet missing on the light bed. It wasn’t that there was no silver here, and the eyes of the two of them could not help but bring a bit of joking.

Xiaowen's face was relatively thin. Under Pang Fatty's joking gaze, her delicate and slightly charming face turned red in a bad mood, which further confirmed Pang Fatty's guess.

"Ahem." Yang Fan didn't care. He could just ignore the fat man's eyes, but in order to take care of Xiaowen, he turned around and said, "Fatty, what did you say you are busy with until now?"

Speaking of this, Fatty Pang's attention quickly shifted over, and he began to complain before he could even talk about the main thing. It was not until Yang Fan kept saying that he would tell the whole story.

In fact, Yang Fan should have done this, but Pang Pang obviously wanted to leave a good impression on the former, so he took the initiative to take over the matter.

There are not many things, the key is that it is cumbersome. In the few trucks of supplies that Huang Yan promised, Pang Fatty took the pass and went there one by one with the draft, and chose the best ones. Anyway, with the Shangfang sword in hand, no one else could say anything.

In this matter, the fat man did his best and did his own job in checking and inspecting goods all the way. It was really hard for him to not feel tired because of his figure of more than 200 pounds.

"I did a good job, and I will get a lot of rewards when I return to the castle." If Pang hadn't reminded me, Yang Fan would have almost forgotten this matter.

Looking at the list handed over by Fatty Pang, Yang Fan couldn't help but find that this trip was really good. Fatty Pang was trying hard to do something, and all kinds of materials urgently needed in the doomsday were filled with three trucks.

In the words of the fat man, if he hadn't had only installed three cars at the beginning, he would have probably been able to get twice as much supplies as possible.

Correspondingly, all the credit points given to him by Yang Fan were spent, all of them were used to handle officials of all kinds of materials stations. Anyway, after they left the provincial capital, the credit points would be useless, and it would be better to use them for waste.

Yang Fan looked at Fatty Pang with a smile. The decision to take in this fat man was really good. He showed his value so quickly.
Chapter completed!