He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Chapter 1884: The love buried by time (102)

Wen Yanzhi ran away.

He became uneasy, hid in his bathroom and smoked five cigarettes, only to force a strong reaction somewhere in his body to suppress it.

Over there, Jing Rongpi was soaked and no one was seen. He finally gave up calling him. Fortunately, the water temperature was constant, so it wouldn't freeze to death in the bathtub.

After waiting and waiting, Master Wen finally arrived late. When I came back this time, there was no longer the proud look of the sorrowful bag before, but a gray and defeated face. It was obviously a festive day for the New Year, but he looked like he was going to a funeral.

Jing Rong said helplessly: "If you don't want to, I'll do it myself."

Wen Yanzhi is really unwilling! This kid must be a fairy! Otherwise, how could he suddenly become so strange?

He grabbed the bath towel and wrapped Jing Rong indiscriminately, wrapping him tightly, like a zongzi. His eyes didn't dare to float on him, and he didn't dare to touch his hands. Through the bath towel, you can feel the juvenile's skin hot. The palm of his hand is also hot.

This feeling is too terrible!

Even if I held a woman in my arms, I never felt so hot.

Jing Rong originally thought that this guy would definitely be making trouble again when he came back, but he didn't expect that this time he would be very good. However, he didn't speak much. Although Jing Rong thought he was weird, he was also very happy and didn't take the initiative to talk to provoke him.

Wen Yanzhi put the clothes on for him. After putting them on, he breathed heavily, and his face was hot and sweaty.

Jing Rong asked him, "Are you sick?"

Wen Yanzhi was out of anger, "Yes, I'm sick. Neurotic."

You can get an erection in front of Jing Rong. What is it that is not a neurosis? He felt that he was too hungry and thirsty, that's why he had this inexplicable symptom.

"..." Jing Rong looked at him suspiciously with clear eyes, his eyes as clear as water without any impurities. Wen Yanzhi's lips and tongue were hot, and his face was sullen, "Don't stare at me, turn around! I just kissed me stealthily, I haven't settled accounts with you!"

Jing Rong was speechless. He had seen narcissism but never seen such a narcissistic.

After Wen Yanzhi pulled the zipper on his trousers, he suddenly said, "You have to bear it these days."

"Ok?"

"Next time you take a shower, I will wash you up when they come back."

This person really said one out. Didn’t you say that before? But Jing Rong nodded obediently, "Well, it doesn't matter if you don't wash it for a few days."

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

Wen Yanzhi really took Jing Rong back, but Er Lao had heard Wen Xue say that he had a friend living at home, so Er Lao was not surprised when he saw Jing Rong. In addition, Jing Rong was gentle and polite, and the two elders liked him very much.

Jing Rong found that Wen Yanzhi, who had always been the most unstoppable, was unexpectedly quiet this night. When he was talking to the two elders, he was just listening, thoughtful.

When Jing Rong turned around, he could always meet his eyes. But he also always put aside his face in the first place.

Wen Xue also saw that something was wrong with him.

"Why don't you stay away tonight?"

"It's okay." Wen Yanzhi didn't dare to talk nonsense. Wen Xue is bluffing, if he knows that he actually treats Jing Rong...

That picture is hard to imagine.

"Really okay? I think you are always staring at Brother Jing Rong. Yanzhi, you won't be..."

"Sister, Jing Rong will live here tonight, you help me take care of him." Wen Yanzhi interrupted Wen Xue. He irritably put out the cigarette **** in his hand.

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

Jing Rong obviously heard this, and raised his head to look at Wen Yanzhi.

In the subconscious, he didn't want to stay here, or in other words, he didn't stay here without being gentle.

Although they are all Wen Yanzhi's family members, he and Wen Xue have met many times, but they are only acquaintances, not very familiar. Now he is a burden to everyone, he is not willing to cause trouble to others.

"I have a date." Wen Yanzhi stood up, trying to ignore Jing Rong's eyes for releasing the message "let him leave".

He hasn't been with a woman for a long time since this little kid moved into his own home, so of course he couldn't give in to his pleading eyes.

"Who are you dating for the Chinese New Year?" The two elderly people were obviously not satisfied with him going out for the New Year.

"New Year's Day is of course dating the most important person. I have an appointment with a hot beauty. You won't be back tonight, you don't have to wait for me."

He said, waved his hand freely, and started to leave. From beginning to end, I didn't even look at Jing Rong.

Old man Wen scolded, "Smelly boy, since he is such an important person, why don't you bring it back!"

"I think this kid should find a wife to come back and take care of him!" Mrs. Wen also said.

"I agree!" Wen Xue echoed.

Jing Rong didn't speak from the side, just staring sideways at the leaving back. It wasn't until the sound of the car's engine sounded outside that the car disappeared quickly with howling, and his eyes slowly pulled back.

"Jing Rong, have you ever seen this kid's girlfriend? How is it? Isn't it a good-looking girl?" The old lady grabbed him and asked.

Jing Rong returned to his senses, nodded and said with a smile: "It's a teacher from our school, very beautiful."

But it is not the object of his appointment tonight, it is difficult to guarantee.

"Next time if he takes him home, you must remember to call us to inform us. I must go and take a look." The old lady exhorted.

Jing Rong nodded, "Definitely."

Jing Rong thought, he probably recognizes the bed. Lying in an unfamiliar room, an unfamiliar bed, tossed and slept restless.

At this moment, the romantic young master Wen Yanzhi is probably drunk in which gentle country.

Jing Rong closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep.

——

the other side.

Wen Yanzhi really made an appointment. Put it casually in the phone book, Sunny, Lily, or Wenny, he can't tell him apart, but it doesn't prevent him from dating.

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

Facing the hot beauty who took the initiative to take off in front of him, not only did he have no interest at all, but even **** became an obstacle.

He was in the bathroom, imagining a woman's face, and tried it several times with his hands seriously, but somewhere, he was unsatisfied and always in a weak state.

The beauty knocked on the door cautiously outside, and sincerely suggested, "Master Wen, how about...you try this?"

Wen Yanzhi opened the door dejectedly, and a box of Indian sacred oil appeared in front of him, his face suddenly black like pot stickers.

Lao Tzu was alive and well just now, and he couldn't be pressured.

"I don't like it?" The beauty looked at his face and suggested again, "Or, I'll register you in the andrology department? My friend is the doctor there. I'm on duty tonight. You can go and see."

"...Fuck." 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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