Chapter 1819

Wen Yanzhi ran away.

He began to get restless and hid in his bathroom and smoked five cigarettes. The strong reaction in some part of his body just managed to suppress some.

Over there, Jing rongpi has been soaked out and nobody is seen. He finally gave up calling him, fortunately the water temperature is constant temperature, not frozen to death in the bathtub.

After waiting and waiting, Mr. Wen finally came late. This time I came back, I didn't have the complacent look of that Sao Bao before, but a face of frustration. It was a happy New Year's day, but he looked like he was going to a funeral.

Jingrong helplessly said: "if you don't want to, I'll come by myself."

Wen Yanzhi really does not want to! This kid must be a goblin! How could he have suddenly become so strange?

He grabbed the bath towel, and casually wrapped Jingrong, wrapping him tightly, like a zongzi. Eyes do not dare to float to him, hands are not dare to touch. Through the bath towel, you can feel the hot skin of teenagers. His palms are also hot.

This kind of feeling is so terrible!

In the past, even if I was holding a woman in my arms, I didn't feel so hot.

Jingrong originally thought that this guy must be a riot again when he comes back, but he is incomparably good this time. However, he didn't talk much. Although Jingrong thought he was strange, he was happy and did not take the initiative to talk to provoke him.

Wen Yanzhi put on his clothes. After wearing them, he breathed heavily and his face was hot and sweaty.

Jingrong asked him, "are you sick?"

Wen Yanzhi was angry, "yes, I'm sick. Neuropathy. "

Facing Jing Rong, what's not neuropathy? He felt that he was too hungry and thirsty, which was why he had this strange symptom.

“……” Jing Rong's clear eyes looked at him suspiciously. His eyes were as clear as water without any impurity pollution. Wen Yanzhi's lips were hot, and the tiger's face was "don't stare at me, turn around! I've just stolen a kiss, and I haven't settled with you yet

Jingrong speechless, has seen narcissism, but also has not seen so narcissistic.

Wen Yanzhi zipped up his pants and said, "you can bear with me these days."

"Well?"

"Next time you take a bath, I'll give it to you when they come back."

This man is a man who speaks his words. Didn't you say that before? But Jing Rong still nodded obediently, "good, it doesn't matter if you don't wash it for a few days."

He didn't want to add trouble to Wen Yanzhi for no reason.

Wen Yanzhi really took Jingrong back, but the second elder heard Wen Xue say that he had a friend staying at home, so he was not surprised when he saw Jing Rong. In addition, Jing Rong is gentle and polite, and the second old man likes him very much.

Jing Rong finds that Wen Yanzhi, who can't stop most, is unexpectedly quiet this evening. When he was talking to the second old man, he only listened to him, thinking deeply.

When Jing Rong looks back, he always catches his eyes. But he was always the first to keep his face shut.

Wenxue also saw that something was wrong with him.

"Why are you out of your mind tonight?"

"It's OK." Wen Yanzhi did not dare to talk. How can Wen Xue shout? If you know that he should treat Jingrong

I can't imagine that picture.

"Is that all right? I see you are always staring at Jingrong's younger brother. Yanzhi, you can't be... "

"Elder sister, Jingrong lives here tonight. Help me take care of him." Wen Yanzhi interrupted Wen Xue's words. He put out his cigarette end impatiently.

"I take care of it? You don't live here? " Wen Xue asked.

Jing Rong obviously heard this and looked up at Wen Yanzhi.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to stay here, or in other words, he didn't want to stay here without Wen Yanzhi.

Although all of them are Wen Yanzhi's family, and I have met Wen Xue many times, they are just acquaintances, not very familiar with each other. Now he is a burden to everyone. He doesn't want to give people trouble.

"I have a date." Wen Yanzhi stood up and tried to ignore Jing Rong's release of the message "let him stay".

He has not been with a woman for a long time since he lived in his own house, so of course, he can't give in to his pleading eyes.

"Who are you dating for the Chinese new year?" The two old people were obviously not satisfied with his going out for the Spring Festival.

"Spring Festival is, of course, dating the most important people. I have an appointment with a hot girl. I'm not coming back tonight. You don't have to wait for the door. "

He said, waving his hand smartly and starting to leave. From the beginning to the end, he didn't take a look at Jingrong.

"Old man Wen scolded," smelly boy, since he is such an important person, how can he not bring it back? "

"I think it's time for the boy to find a wife and take care of him." Old lady Wen also said.

"I agree!" Wen Xue agrees.

Jingrong did not speak at one side, but looked at the back of the left. Until the sound of the car engine outside, the car whistling quickly disappeared, his eyes slowly draw back."Jingrong, have you met the boy's girlfriend? What about? Pretty or not? Are you a regular girl? " Asked the old lady, holding him.

Jingrong looked back, nodded, and said with a smile, "it's a teacher in our school. It's very beautiful."

But it's not his date tonight. It's hard to guarantee.

"The next time he takes it home, you must remember to call us and give us a tip. I'll go and have a look." The old lady told me.

Jingrong nodded, "sure."

Jingrong thought that he probably knew the bed. Lying in a strange room, strange bed, tossing and turning, sleep is not peaceful.

At this moment, the romantic young master Wen Yanzhi should be drunk in a gentle village.

Jingrong closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

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the other side.

Wen Yanzhi made an appointment. In the phone book, you can't tell between sunny, Lily or Wenny, but it doesn't stop him from dating.

As a result, something that made him depressed and even more violent happened.

In the face of his own initiative to take off a trace of hot beauty, he was not only not a bit interested, but also, even the * * dutmo became an obstacle.

He was in the bathroom, imagining the face of a woman. He tried it with his hands several times, but somewhere he didn't try his best. He was always in a weak state.

The beauty knocked on the door carefully outside, and sincerely suggested, "master Wen, or You try this one? "

Wen Yanzhi opened the door dejectedly, and a box of Indian oil appeared in front of him. His face was black as potstickers.

I was just clear that he was still alive and vigorous, and could not be pressed down.

"Don't you like it?" The beauty looked at his face and suggested again, "how about I give you a number in andrology? My friend is the doctor there, and I'll be on duty tonight. I can go and have a look. "

“…… Get out of here. " Wen Yanzhi finally couldn't bear it. He crumpled the Indian oil into a ball and threw it into the toilet.

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